A/N: I only own Braelynn (:
As this cunning demon takes me as it's voodoo doll
Darkness sets in as the horns start to grow
Suddenly I become somebody I don't know
I honestly don't think my body can take this kind of torture anymore. The highs, the crashes, my heart pumping in overtime… Sure it was a blast when I was doing it for fun, don't get me wrong. But now that I do it to get away from my problems, it's just causing bigger problems.
So, waking up on the floor is never comfortable. I don't care if you have silk fucking carpet. Well, needless to point this obvious fact out, I was uncomfortable. I was sprawled out on the floor with half of the bed with me. It's a wonder why Matt doesn't walk in at night due to all the noise it seems like I make. But hey, I ain't complaining. I don't need him sticking his nose where it doesn't belong.
Oh, let me remind you: today is the day I get a new tattoo. I'm beyond fucking happy. Seems like I've been here forever, huh? Times going by pretty fast for me while I'm here. Another thing I'm not complaining about. The faster we get to this Saturday, the faster I get to have the house to myself for two weeks. Which is in one day.
"Brae, we needa leave in like 10 minutes. Hurry up." It was a little muffled, but I understood what Matt said.
"What the hell, why 10 minutes?" I asked, getting up. I pushed all my shit under the bed in the process. I walked to the door, and looked in the hallway. Matt's retreating form could be seen on the stairs.
"We have shit to do today after we go to the shop." With that, he walked down the stairs and out the back door.
Hardy sure was a whack job when wanted to be. Eh, let's get me ready for the new accessory that will be on my skin forever.
Gas Chamber Ink is the sickest tattoo shop I've ever been to, hands down. Shannon was pure genius for making it. The atmosphere was definitely welcoming, and just had an indescribable feel to it.
The door that we entered into made a little ding. Everyone was quick to greet us with a 'hello'.
"Everyone, this is my friend from high school, Braelynn." Matt announced once we were by the counter.
"Hey y'all." I didn't really know what to say except hey, and I offered a little wave.
After the greetings were over, I picked up a tattoo book and started looking at the samples they had. I did that for an hour, and still didn't find the right one I was looking for. I looked up to see what Matt was getting into, and there he was on the other side of the shop trying to get a girls number. Well that's what it looked like to me, anyway. Damn Matt, you're such a flirt.
"B, what's up?" It was then, when Shannon entered the shop, McDonald's bag in hand. He set the food down and gave me a hug.
"Not too much. Looking through your books, seein' just how damn good y'all are." I winked as he chuckled.
"Well, if I do say so myself, we are pretty fucking good."
"I can see that, man."
"So, how's it feel to live with Matt?" He looked over at Matt as he said this.
"Pretty fucking good. He took me shopping yesterday. Bought me a shit load of stuff."
"Every girls dream, eh?"
"Got that right. So, how are you and Crystal? Heard y'all started talkin' again." I raised an eyebrow and leaned back on the sofa. He sighed and leaned back as well, rubbing a hand over his face.
"We're… gettin' by. I mean, we're talkin' again. But we're not talking to get back together. I don't think I could. I just wanna focus on my career, ya know?" I shook my head as he started playing with his fingers.
"Yeah, don't stress about anything she has to say. And don't let her use the guilt trip on ya. Because God knows that if she does, your gonna get back with her and your gonna look like a kicked fucking puppy when she breaks your heart again." I glared at him, showing him I was serious. Shannon deserves a good girl.
"I know, I know." Is that all he has to say? I'm guessing being he got up and walked to the back. I let out a little sigh as Matt walked up to me.
"Why you look so sad?" He eyed me suspiciously. I rolled my eyes and punched him lightly.
"Nothing. But hey, I'm not feelin' too good. Can we leave?" I stood up and watched him carefully.
"Uh, sure. But didn't you wanna get a tattoo?"
"No, I'm really not feeling good."
"Alright, then." I walked out the door, suddenly getting the urge to shoot up.
I walked swiftly to the car and leaned my head against it. Hurry the fuck up Matt.
He unlocked the door a minute later and I hopped in. It was a pretty quiet ride from there, to wherever we were going now. Matt has never been the quiet type. He's usually loud and obnoxious as hell.
"So, where are we going exactly?" I asked, not really liking the silence that filled the car.
"Well, you know how WWE's in town for the week? Well, I don't wanna leave you in the house with nothing to do. So I need to go talk to Vince and see if I can make travel arrangements for ya. If ya want?" He glanced at me with hopeful eyes.
Ugh, I swear. I was looking forward to having the house to myself. Fuck, I can't resist those puppy dog eyes. Damn you Matt.
"Sure, I'd love to. That's fantastic." That fake smile was plastered on my face yet again.
"Great! I thought you wouldn't want to. But I really am glad that you are." His face brightened when I told him I would. What have I gotten myself into?
I reached out to the radio and turned it on. Guns N Roses blared through the speakers. I could live with this until we got to the arena; or wherever Vince was.
An hour later, we pulled up to the arena. Wow, I haven't been here in forever. The tulips that were planted in the front of the building were beautiful. They were swirled purple, pink, and white. And the large windows that lead to will call were now tinted, with silver lining around the speaker part.
"You comin'?" Matt asked from beside me. I was starin' off into space after I stepped out of the car.
"Uh… yeah sorry." I walked toward the arena with Matt. Everything was peaceful until we got bombarded with fans asking for autographs. Well, we didn't. Matt did. I just rolled my eyes and started walking toward the entrance. I wasn't in the mood to really deal with anyone.
I walked up to the door and pushed it open. Backstage sure was different then upstairs where the fans are. I walked down one of the corridors, not really knowing where I was going. Miz and Morrison. Wow, never thought I'd be standing outside their locker room. I kept on my journey down the hall, not really looking where I was going.
Thud. Yeah, that's me crashing to the floor after bumping into someone. Ow, he wasn't soft either.
"I am so sorry sir. I wasn't watching where I was going." I stammered quickly from my place on the floor.
"It's no problem. Are you alright miss?" He stuck his hand out to help me out.
"Cody Runnels." He stuck his hand back out to shake mine.
"Braelynn Sanders. But you can call me Brae. Or B." I shook his hand and smiled at him. He was absolutely gorgeous.
"So, what's a beautiful girl like you doing backstage alone?" He chuckled as he stared at me with his ice blue eyes. God, what I wouldn't do to fuck him crazy right now.
"Well, I was with Matt, but he's still outside signing autographs." I shrugged.
"Matt? As in Hardy?" He cocked an eyebrow and smirked a bit.
"Yeah. I'm gonna be travelin' with him for a while." After saying that, his smile got bigger.
"Oh well that's good. I wouldn't mind seeing you more." Wow, was he flirting or what? Haha, well I'm definitely not complaining. I returned his smile.
"So, where's the rest of Legacy?" I asked as we started walking down the hall; the way I was headed before.
"Randy's at the hotel, and Ted… I think he's at the hotel too. I'm just here because I had a meeting with Vince. I just got out actually."
"Yeah, that's what me and Matt are here for. He has to make travel arrangements for me. I think his room is full already, with Jeff and Phil travelin' with him and everything."
"Ah, gotcha. I'm sure Vince will work something out. He's a genius. An asshole genius at that." He rolled his eyes as he said that. We came up to a vending machine and stopped.
"Yeah, not too many people are fond of him. At least that's what I heard." I watched him put a dollar in and press A0. Cool Ranch Doritos fell down into the tray. He grabbed them and opened them.
"Do you want anything?" He asked.
"No, I'm fine. Thanks though." I smiled and started walking the opposite way with him.
"No problem. So, how do you know Matt?" He asked as he offered me a chip. I took one out of the bag and popped it in my mouth.
"Me, him, and Jeff went to the same high school."
"Oh, your from around here?"
"Yes sir. Born and raised."
"Maybe you can show me around some time, yeah?"
"I'd be honored." We shared a short laugh as Matt came walking up.
"What's up Cody? How's it going man?" I watched as Matt shook his hand.
"Not too much. Had a meeting with Vince, then bumped into your lovely friend here." He smiled at me as he said this.
"Is Vince in a good mood? I have to talk to him real quick." Matt didn't look too happy with the last thing Cody had said.
"Yeah. He's in a pretty good mood. Better then normal. But I've got to get going. I'll see the both of you tomorrow. It was a pleasure meeting you Brae." He shook my hand once more before walking into the distance.
"So, you met Cody, huh? He's a pretty nice guy. I don't think he's your type though." We started heading down the hallway, toward, what I'm guessing, is the way to Vince's office.
"Why not?" I was definitely curious with Matt's statement. How could Cody not be my type? No, better question; how could Cody not be anybody's type?
"He's… just Cody. He's known to be a player. But, he is a good guy. He tries, he really does. Just some of the choices he makes ain't really good ones. We're here. Just let me talk."
Damn. Oh well. I'll still fuck him. I'm not a hoe, just a nymphomaniac.
The meeting with Vince went well. He isn't as nearly as mean as I thought. He's actually really nice. We made the travel arrangements, and it was settled that I would have my own room.
We were now back at the house, packing for tomorrows trip. Good thing I didn't unpack all of my belongings just yet.
"Yo, B, wanna go out tonight with the guys?" Matt walked in my room.
"Yeah, that'll be fun. When are we leavin?"
"About 9. That cool? It's only 3 now."
"Yeah that's fine."
"Alright, well I'm headin' to Shane's real quick. Wanna come?"
"No, I'll be fine. I'm gonna get some sleep before tonight."
"Alright, be good." He smiled and winked at me before leaving the house. Might as well get some shut-eye. I picked myself up from the floor and laid down on my bed. On this rare occasion, I was going to skip the little fun I usually have before going to sleep. I was way too tired for anything right now.