Hello there! Chapter three is now here! I'm really excited 'cause I've worked so very hard on this for the past couple days. I think it turned out really well! :)
WARNING: There's a part of the story that is a little violent. The violence occurred before the events of this story, but I still thought a small forewarning was necessary.
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Please read & enjoy! :D
Starting Over
Chapter Three
Almost a month went by faster than expected. By the beginning of June, Ellie had become quite popular with the WWE Universe, and with her colleagues. Everyone respected her because she was a very hard worker, and she was always really nice to others. Backstage crew and other Superstars alike grew to like her quickly. Ellie wasn't sure of what to make of her sudden success; she had been on the independent circuit for nearly ten years, and she had now finally gotten into the WWE. She knew things would be different, but she hadn't expected all of this.
She stood alone in the Divas' locker room, getting ready for her match against her on-screen rival, Victoria Crawford. She and Ellie had engaged in a feud that had been getting rave reviews left, right, and centre. The feud was centered around Alicia Fox's supposed jealously for the new Diva. It sounded really boring, but thanks to Ellie's flawless wrestling ability, the matches were better than any Diva matches in recent history.
Ellie changed into gold short shorts and a matching gold halter top. The top was cut in a way so that it was completely covered on top, yet it wasn't smothering. It was cut off near her abdomen, so her abs were on full display. She straightened her long hair and applied some more make-up before grabbing a black hoodie to wear in the meantime and silently left the locker room. She was quietly walking down the hall when someone called her out.
"Hey, Ellie!"
Ellie spun around and saw that it was Oscar. She had talked to him off and on since they went out to dinner with mutual friends those few weeks ago, but since then, they both had become too busy to have a real conversation. She smiled warmly at him and waved. He was also in his ring gear; he was even wearing his trademark mask. Tonight his mask was royal blue and emerald green.
"Hey," she greeted, "how are you?"
"I'm fine, thanks," he replied, "you?"
"Great, actually. I have a match tonight, so excuse the heavy make-up and skimpy outfit," explained Ellie.
Oscar grinned. "Not a problem," he said.
The two found a secluded spot away from the locker rooms to sit down and talk. Besides, Ellie's match didn't start for another forty-five minutes, so they had time to catch up.
"You're quite the great wrestler, by the way," said Oscar. "I don't think I've ever seen a Diva do high flying moves, power-based moves, and submissions. Hell, I don't think I've seen a guy do that!"
Ellie blushed. "Oh, thanks Oscar," she replied shyly. "Sorry, I'm just not used to people thinking I'm great. I appreciate the compliment… really." She smiled and laughed a little in surprise.
"Really?" asked Oscar in shock. "Why is that?"
"I've always thought that it was 'cause of jealously," replied Ellie. "But honestly, it could be anything. But I'm over it. Trust me- I may be small, but I'm extremely tough."
Oscar raised an eyebrow sceptically, but he decided to not question it.
"So, do you have a match tonight?"
Oscar snapped out of his thoughts and paid attention to the conversation at hand. "Yeah," he answered, "with Luis. We're against Fred and Thaddeus again."
"Sounds like a good match," commented Ellie, "My match is after yours, I think."
"Yeah, it is," said Oscar. "Too bad us guys are gonna make it a tough one to follow."
"Oh, please!" said Ellie. "Remember that just when it looks like I've run out of moves, I always have a trick up my sleeve. I like to think that my ring style is extremely unpredictable."
Oscar sighed and laughed a little. "Why do I think that that's true?" he asked.
"Because it is."
Oscar laughed. "I wouldn't doubt it."
Ellie joined in with his laughing.
"I'm gonna head off to the gorilla for my match," said Oscar.
"May I please walk with you?" asked Ellie. She sounded a little apprehensive, and she couldn't understand why. Her nervousness caused an involuntary smile to grace upon Oscar's face.
"Sure," he replied.
Ellie sighed with relief before they got up and started to walk to the gorilla. Ellie instinctively put her hood up on her head as they began to walk. Oscar gave her a funny look.
"Old habit of mine," explained Ellie when she saw the funny look he was giving her.
Oscar stopped right at the entrance of the gorilla, which caused Ellie to stop. She glanced up at him, something she was used to doing due to her height.
"Is something wrong?" she asked with concern.
Oscar didn't say a word. Instead, he gently took the hood off of Ellie's head. She gave him a confused look.
"You look more beautiful without that on," he explained. And with that, he disappeared into the gorilla.
Ellie remained right outside the gorilla, unable to move. His hands on her felt so comforting, and the gesture was not something that had ever happened to her. Even though she knew he was just trying to be nice, her mind kept racing a mile a minute.
"Hello? Earth to Elizabeth Carmichael!"
Ellie snapped out her thoughts and looked at the person who was talking to her- her opponent, Victoria.
"Hey," greeted Ellie in a dazed and confused manner.
"Hey… are you okay?" asked a nervous-looking Victoria.
"Oh, yeah, I'm fine!" replied Ellie. "Did you…"
"See what Oscar did to you? Yeah, I did," said Victoria. "I'm assuming that's why your brain is spinning out of control."
"You assumed right," said Ellie. "It just surprised me."
Victoria nodded her head in understanding. While she wasn't completely sure about what Ellie was saying, she decided to leave it at that and not interrogate her friend and opponent.
Ellie stumbled into the backstage area, holding onto her left side. She had managed to beat Victoria after having made her tap to an Indian Deathlock. Ellie was very happy at the win because it meant that she was proving to her fellow Divas that she could wrestle.
"Ellie? Ellie!"
Ellie snapped out of her thoughts and saw a camera crew filming for Backstage Fallout. She smiled and directed her attention towards them.
"Hi," she greeted.
"Ellie, we just saw you defeat Alicia Fox with a painful submission move. This is the second time you've defeated Alicia in two week. Last week on Raw, she called your win a 'fluke'. What are your thoughts?" asked the unknown male interviewer.
"Well, as you can see, it's clearly not a fluke! I beat her twice now; last week, I pinned her, and I made her tap to an Indian Deathlock tonight. She needs to understand that I'm a real competitor, and that I'm not lucky to have beaten her. That's all," replied Ellie before stumbling away to the Divas' locker room. She didn't feel like having a long talk with them; she just wanted to answer one question and then be on her way.
"Ellie!"
Oh my God, why? Thought the Colombian native. She tried to not come off as annoyed, but she really wanted to change out of her sweaty ring gear. But as she processed the person calling her name, she quickly realized that it wasn't the interviewer- it was Oscar. She spun around and saw him walking towards her. He wasn't in his ring gear anymore; he was unmasked and wearing jeans, a red plaid shirt, and red-and-white sneakers. She smiled, but she immediately blushed when she remembered what she was wearing. She suddenly felt very exposed. But she swallowed and made her way over to the man waiting for her.
"Hey," she greeted breathlessly. "Sorry, I'm somewhat brain dead after my match."
Oscar laughed. "It's alright," he replied. "I just wanted to congratulate you for your win tonight."
"Thanks," said Ellie. "Congrats on yours and Luis' win, too! That was an incredible match… but I already knew it was gonna be a sight to see."
"Thanks, Ellie," replied Oscar. "Listen… the real reason I wanted to talk to you is to ask you if you wanted to hang out tonight in my room. It's nothing serious."
"Sure," said Ellie. "I just need to change into some normal clothes first. I drove with Nattie, so I don't have my own car. Do you?"
Oscar nodded with a smile.
"Great!" said Ellie, "I'll see you in ten to fifteen minutes, alright?"
"Sure," replied Oscar.
Ellie waved and got to the locker room. The locker room was practically deserted by this time, but Ellie tried to shower and change quickly. She blow dried her hair and put it in a braid before changing into grey skinny jeans, a grey sweater with a black cross on it, and black pumps. She texted Natalie the sudden change of plans.
Getting a ride with Oscar tonight.
A moment later, as Ellie left the locker room, she got a reply.
Sure! See you later :)
Ellie put her phone back in her jean pocket before exiting the arena and finding Oscar's rental car, a black SUV. He was standing near the back of the car, and was at an angle where he couldn't see her leaving the arena.
"Hey, Oscar," she called out.
Oscar turned around and saw Ellie walking towards his car, her arms carrying her duffel bag and her purse.
"Here, I'll open the back so that you can put your duffel bag in there," he offered.
"Thank you," said Ellie as she set her duffel in the back. She closed it up and made her way to the passenger seat. She buckled up and set her purse down by her feet. Oscar sat beside her and quickly started driving back to the hotel. For a while, there was nothing but silence between them. But it was Ellie who broke the silence.
"So," she said, "how are you?"
"Good," said Oscar. "How 'bout you?"
Ellie sighed. "I'm alright. I still haven't gotten used to all the glitz and glam of being in the WWE. I'm hoping it'll get better with time."
"It will," replied Oscar. "People think you're awesome. I think you're awesome."
Ellie blushed. "Oh, thank you Oscar," she said.
Oscar approached a red light. He braked before studying Ellie's face for a moment.
"Is something wrong? Do I have something on my face?"
"No, it's nothing like that at all," he said. "I saw something glittery on the side of your nose, and it reflected off light. What is it?"
"Oh, it's just my nose piercing," explained Ellie with a laugh.
Oscar parked in the hotel's parking lot and looked her square in the eye. "Really?"
"Yes, sir," she replied. "Besides my ears, it's the only piercing I have." She brushed some of her hair behind her ear.
"Do you have tattoos?" he asked.
Ellie looked at her inner right wrist, which had a small black cross on it, similar to the one on her sweater. "Maybe…" she said nervously.
Oscar raised an eyebrow. "Wow, I wouldn't expect someone like you to have a tattoo," he said.
Ellie laughed as they both got out of the car, "Trust me," she said, "I have a few surprises."
Oscar laughed along as they made their way to the tenth floor, where Ellie's room was. She quickly dropped off her duffel bag before they went to the fifteenth floor. They got into Oscar's room, where Oscar dropped off his things near a lone chair and they both took a seat on a black couch. Oscar was pleasantly surprised to find that he didn't feel uncomfortable about the situation. He had originally decided to do this on a whim, but now he was beginning to like his spontaneous choice.
"The scar's real."
Oscar focused back to what was happening at the moment and quickly noticed that he had been looking towards the beginning of her chest. He shook his head and sighed.
"No, no, no, I wasn't-"
"I know," said Ellie calmly.
Oscar looked at her and gave her a funny look. "Wait, what did you say?"
"I said that the scar on my chest is real. I thought that's what you were staring at," clarified Ellie.
Oscar looked confused until he spotted a long, nasty scar running along a part of her chest. It looked quite painful.
"It looks nasty, I know," she said.
"If you don't mind me asking, what happened?" asked Oscar curiously.
Ellie sighed before replying.
"When I was nineteen, I was a second year student at Yale. One night, I went out with some of my friends. By the end of the night, I got into a fight with one of them, so I decided not to ride with here; instead, I decided to walk back to my apartment. A couple blocks later, someone put a chloroform-soaked cloth over my face, and I passed out.
"When I came to, I woke up feeling very… vertical. I felt as if I was hanging up in the air. I could barely see, and I had a piece of cloth in my mouth to act like a gag. Then, I heard it: The sound of an engine trying to start up. I immediately realized what was making all the noise- a chainsaw. Before I could react, I felt the blade go through my back. My blindfold came down around my neck 'cause it wasn't tied tight enough. By that time, I could see and feel the blade exit my chest. It was one of the scariest things I ever saw.
"The blade finally left my body, and the guy came around to look at me. Before he could do anymore damage, I head butted him as hard as I could. He stumbled and ended up tripping and falling hard enough to knock himself out cold. I managed to free myself from all the cloth that had been keeping me tied up before I ran outside and got help. I was taken to the hospital and endured almost five hours on surgery. He was arrested for my attempted murder, and for the murders of four other college girls. It was a scary experience, of course, but I'm okay now. Like I said, I'm quite tough."
Oscar couldn't help but just stare at the brave woman beside him. This woman had survived being stabbed through her back and chest with a chainsaw, and she wasn't mentally scarred by it. That was the most unbelievable thing that he had ever heard in his entire life. At that exact moment, Oscar realized two things. First, he realized how much he respected Ellie. Two, he realized that he could be falling for her- and the second part scared the hell out of him.
There ya go! I hope you enjoyed it like I do. I know it's somewhat of a cliffhanger, but I just couldn't resist ending it like that. :)
Due to lack of views, I've decided to not post another chapter until this fanfiction reaches a minimum of three new reviews. I hope you all understand. :)
So please review, and don't forget to stay tuned for chapter four!
- Elizabeth
