3 weeks Later.....The Royal Rumble
Once again I entered another arena to do the job that I loved. After the first week of working with the show everything was going great. All the guys in the back welcomed me and treated me like I'd been working there for years. Even Hunter was cool, by cool I mean he avoided me and I did the same. Chris and I hadnt talked since our encounter in the parking lot. We werent avoiding eachother its just how the job works. The times we did see eachother he had this talent of sneaking up on me and scaring the shit out of me. I hated it and hated it even more when I could see he was enjoying himself and the nickname he came up for me. He called me boo, real original thats classic. I'll admit Jericho was ok but as far as i'm concerned hes still the asshole I placed him to be so I didnt have to like him or the name he calls me. Anyway nothing could get me down tonight. It was the first pay per view of 2003, the Royal Rumble. Both shows are represented which ment I got to join forces with my old Smackdown buddies. I ran a quick lap around the place to see where everything would be. After that I decided to go see the set they put up for this year. It was a fairly simple set and when I got out there they were doing sound check.
"Pretty kick ass song dude wonder who does it." Jenns voice popped up behind me.
"Its Trust Company's Falling Apart." I said
"You picked it didnt you I know your friends with the music man." She said.
"Yeah you ready for tonight dude?" I asked
"Yeah for once I wont be doing all the work." Jenn said
"Oh yeah you got all the lazy bastards I forgot about them." I said laughing.
"Nice of you to think about where you came from anyway I gotta get to work." She said walking off.
I dont know what was going on with her. Maybe things were bad at the show i've been so busy at Raw I have no clue whats happening over there. In that case she had every reason to be a bitch to me. I couldnt sit and wonder about it so I got back to work placing signs to know where everything is. I just finished when I bumped into Hunter.
"You know the drill chey wheres my room." He said. I had 3 weeks of peace why on pay per view night of all nights, sometimes I just get no love. I had to sit there and break it to him that he didnt have a room.
"Funny chey you got me haha now where is it." He said getting pissed.
"You know this is a joint show we need the rooms so your just going to have to settle for the locker room like everyone else." I said. He pushed me against the wall and got right in my face bad breath and all.
"Now you listen you little bitch I'm not everyone! I put the asses in the seats and I make the money that gives you your chump paycheck now you treat me with the respect I demand and get my fucking dressing room!" He hissed.
"I suggest you get the fuck off your high horse and get over it." I said forcing my way away from him.
I didnt get 2 steps off before Hunter grabbed my arm. The pressure was so intense I swore my arm was going to explode. He violently twisted it as I fell to the floor. I wasnt going to scream or cry because I knew thats what he wanted. He wanted to teach me a lesson and made sure I'd never forget it.
"Now again wheres my room?" He asked.
I didnt answer it was probably the dumbest thing I've ever done. He took that as a no so he decided that he was going to find his own room and drag me along. Just as my arm went numb from the pain it was in finally someone came around to see what was happening.
"Hunter let her go!" Chris said.
"Stay out of it Jericho I'll make your life hell." Hunter yelled.
"I'd like to see you try assclown. You know I can drag you in that locker room, beat the hell out of you and no one will say they saw a thing."
Hunter knew Chris would do it and no one would say the saw it. Thats the disadvantage you have being the most hated person on the show.
"Fine you win Jerky." He said as he bent down to look me in the face. Hunter took one last tug on my arm to try to break me and said, "Next time I bet you wont forget my room." Then he let me go as I dropped to the floor. Chris stood there for a minute to make sure Hunter was gone then when he made sure he was he ran over to me. I couldnt move and I didnt want to, laying on the floor I finally gave in and started sobbing right before I heard Chris' voice hover over me has he knelt down to try to get me sitting up atleast.
"Holy shit Cheyenne are you ok." He said as he grabbed me.
I wraped my good arm around his neck and held on to him as I started to cry uncontrollably. He sat there with me until I calmed down. Then we took a look at the damage done. He couldnt even lift up my sleeve with out me squeezing on his arm from the pain, but we finally got it and my arm was allready starting to bruise.
"Wait here." He said.
I saw what he was going to do and I knew it wasnt good. He was going to find Hunter and beat him into oblivion and no matter what I may think of Chris he didnt need to be suspended because of me. So I grabbed his arm and begged him not to leave. He wouldnt listen unless I had a very good reason to let Hunter get away with what he did. Chris finally agreed not to do anything when I promised him I'd tell him everything later after the night was over.
After my little moment everything went back to normal. I did everything I was supposed to do job wise. Of course I wasnt going to let Hunter get away with what he did its just that its my problem and I'll handel it my own way and I did. About 15 minutes before Hunters match Vince had a genius streak hit him. He told Hunter that he would give up the title tonight and then get pissed which would lead him to his move to Smackdown.
Now I could say I might of had something to do with it but we'll never know now will we. The ideas continued with Vince having a quick meeting with Jenn telling her that she was getting traded to Raw. Honestly I dont know if I had something to do with that. Maybe its because Jenn's my friend and Vince didnt want Hunter doing anything to her. The rest of the show went smooth I just had to watch my arm. After the show Jenn came up to me and told me about her trade off. I didnt tell her the likely reason why it happened and shes never known about what happened to me.
"Allright dude lets go hit the bar." She said clearly happy about her "new" job.
"Cant dude I'm sorry." I said starting to walk off.
"Hold on then since I dont have a car I gotta hitch with you."
"Here take mine then." I tossed her my keys and told her we'd hit the bar later on.
I didnt feel like explaining who I had to meet up with and why thats just too many questions. So I hurried and found Chris.
"You know if you wanta talk tomorrow or something we can." He said leaving the locker room.
"Tonight is fine really but I need to hitch a ride with you to the hotel." I said.
"No problem I'm ready when you are I'll meet you in the parking lot." He said walking off.
About 5 minutes later I met up with Chris as we left to go to the hotel. The ride was pretty fun actually, we got lost for 20 minutes trying to find the hotel. We finally got there alive and Chris followed me to my room so he'll know where I'll be at since he had to go to his room to take a shower.
"Would you look at that." He said as we got to my door.
"What is it?" I asked as Chris walked 2 doors down and put his key in the lock.
"Well atleast you wont get lost finding my room." I laughed.
"Are you saying I'm the one who got us lost on the way here?"
"I believe you were the one who was driving I mean I could be wrong but I doubt it." I said
"You know what give me 20 minutes and I'll come in there and we'll see who got who lost." He said
I agreed and closed my door. Walking in my room I dropped my bags and started looking for my Pjs. Sure enough 20 minutes later there was knocking at my door. I got up to let Chris in and walked passed the mirror and had to step back. The bruise was almost like someone put a black ring around my arm. I let Chris in and it was the first thing he saw.
"That looks really bad Cheyenne." He said sitting on my bed, he looked worried.
"I'm fine it hurts but its better than having it numb like it was after it happend." I said leaning against the closet.
"So how did you end up on the top of Hunters shit list? I mean your Vince's kid and Stephanie's sister so that would be career suicide he tried to commit today."
"Probably because I'm not really Vince's kid." I answered.
"But your last name is Mcmahon and Vince says your his daughter."
I cut Chris off and said, "I'm adopted not alot of people know that but Hunter does get it now."
"He thinks your just lucky doesnt he its classic Hunter." Chris said.
"Yeah that and he doesnt like the fact that I dont live off Vince's money and get off on being rich. I own an apartment that I paid for and I drive a 10 year old car compared to Shane and Stephanies 25,000 townhouses and high model cars." I said sitting on the bed next to Chris.
A few moments of slience passed untill Chris spoke up again.
"Cheyenne I'm really sorry."
"For what you didnt know."
"Not that when i heard you were coming to the show I thought I'd have to deal with another spoiled assclown like Hunter," He admitted.
"I cant say anything I hated you I'd watch you on tv and believed that you were like that all the time."
"Yeah I take the asshole i play on tv and lock him up in the back of my truck after the show. He said laughing.
It was that moment I understood why Taker told me to stay with Chris if anything happened. Hes a good guy really and I cant see how he can be such an ass on tv. After that we spent the rest of the night talking about anything and making constant trips raiding the vending machines.