Chapter 5

"You don't want to watch the match?" Jeff asked, turning around to face her

"Not particularly." She replied with a shrug, focusing on her notebook.

"You really don't care?"

"can't say I do."

"what are you writing?" He asked moving to sit beside her.

"Nothing." She hastily replied, closing the notebook and stuffing it in her bag.

"You don't have to be shy, I do a lot of writing too."

"That's nice." She muttered, picking at some imaginary lint.

He continued staring at her until she let out a big sigh.

"I'm sure there is something more fascinating then me to stare at."

"At the moment no. I'm just trying to figure you out."

She lifted an eyebrow. "There's nothing to figure out."

"That's where you lie, and there's nothing I love more then a good mystery."

She smirked. "And will Scooby Doo be accompanying you too? I'll even tell you who did it, it was Old Man Richert. And he would've got away with it too if it wasn't for you blasted kids."

He chuckled. "you think you're funny, eh?"

"Think? No. Know? Yes. See I even made you laugh."

"So why are you here Catelyn?"

"You heard Shawn."

"But how did you meet him?"

She sighed. "we just kind of bumped into each other."

"Convenient." He said with a raised eyebrow.

She shrugged, staring down at her nails.

The door burst open and Maria came through the door gasping for air.

"Jeff, your brother and Shawn are in trouble, Masters and Randy went out there and they're gaining up on them."

Jeff softy swore and stood up, looking between Catelyn and the TV.

"Go." Catelyn said.

"Yeah but-"

"Just go, I'm more worried about them then me at the moment."

Jeff took off running and Maria watched him, before turning back into the room.

"Why should they be worried about you?" She asked.

Catelyn shrugged, "Something about that chick from earlier."

"oh Melina?" She pulled a face. "Yeah I really don't like her that much. I'm Maria by the way."

"Catelyn."

"What she said about you and Shawn…." She hesitantly trailed off and Catelyn rolled her eyes.

"not true. I'm his assistant. He hired me to look after his day to day stuff."

"That sounds…neat."

"you don't look impressed."

Maria opened her mouth to answer but the door was thrown open and Melina stormed in.

"Thought you could hide, huh?"

Catelyn and Maria stood up, the latter stepping in front of the Heartbreak Kid's new assistant.

"move." Melina snarled at Maria, who defiantly shook her head.

"No. she's done nothing wrong Melina and she works for Shawn not the WWE."

"Now." Melina snarled.

Catelyn's eyes widened in fear. What the hell had she gotten herself into? She was not a fighter, she never caused trouble, despite what her mom wanted to believe and now one night here and already someone was ready to kick her ass.

Melina glared at Maria and when she didn't move, charged her, taking her out with a spear. Catelyn screamed as the interviewer went down, rolling to the side and clutching her head. The Latina stood and turned her fiery glare on her.

"how dare you come in here and try to take what isn't yours."

Catelyn backed up, her eyes wide. "I- I didn't take anything. It- it was an accident."

"I'll show you what it's like to play with the real Divas, little Girl."

"I don't want to play." She protested weakly.

Melina charged her and Catelyn dived out of the way, she turned but too slow as Melina jumped on top of her taking them both to the ground as she grabbed her hair. Catelyn let out a shriek, scratching at Melina's arms in an attempt to get her to loosen her grip. When that didn't work, she began thrashing around in an attempt to knock the Diva off of her.

"Let me go you crazy bitch." She screeched.

"Shut up." Melina hissed.

Moments later she was gone and Catelyn quickly scooted back to the wall, readying herself in case she tried again.

"Let me go." Melina was now screeching as Jeff picked her up and handed her to security who then took her outside.

Shawn came to kneel beside her as she touched her lip, wiping off the blood.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

She nodded, wiping at the blood also coming from her nose as she wondered what the hell had just happened and when the psychotic bitch had got in those lucky shots

"Let's get you looked at by a trainer." He said. "can you stand?"

She nodded again as he held out a hand to help her up which she accepted but as soon as she was up, her knees buckled and he quickly lifted her into his arms.

"Is she okay?" Matt asked, helping Maria into a sitting position as she still held her head.

"I think more shook up then anything." Shawn said. "How's Maria?"

"I'm okay." She answered. "I'm sorry I didn't do more."

"You did enough." Shawn said. "you distracted her enough so she didn't do as much damage."

"Much?" Catelyn mumbled.

"Could've been worse." Shawn said. "Let's get you checked out."

She leaned her head against his chest as he walked out of the room, ignoring for the moment the bit of resentment she held towards him.

"I just want to go home." She moaned as first one tear, then another began to fall.

"I know baby." He softly whispered into her hair, placing a quick kiss atop her head. "I know."

… … …

"Hello?" Shawn answered his phone, silent for a few moments before glancing over at Catelyn who was dully staring at the TV.

"It's for you." He said, holding the phone out to her.

Since the incident from Monday, Shawn had insisted she stay in his room. He had appearances all this week, so thankfully he could put off going home for now. He expected her to protest, to scream that she could take care of herself, but just when he had her pegged for a whining, sniveling, spoiled brat, ready to annoy him to no end, just when he was ready to not like her, she did a complete 180 and now, all he wanted to do was look after her. Something had happened to her, something she refused to talk about but it made her look so sad, and he would do almost anything to have that look go away.

"Catelyn?" He softly called.

She blinked and turned to him, holding her hand out for the phone.

"Hello?" She softly said.

"Catelyn? It's Matt, I just called to see how you are?"

She shrugged, not quite caring that he couldn't see it. "Fine I guess."

There was silence as Catelyn waited for him to continue.

"Well yeah, Jeff and I were just worried and we wanted to see if you wanted to get some food or something?"

"no." She said, giving the phone back to Shawn, who walked away to finish talking on his phone.

When he was done, he walked back and sat on her bed, waiting for her to acknowledge him, when she didn't, he went ahead and spoke anyways.

"we need to talk."

"no we don't." She replied back.

"Do you still want this job?"

She shrugged, "I have no choice. What am I supposed to do? Mom cancelled my credit card yesterday. I'm so screwed."

"I'll get you a new one."

She shook her head. "no, you won't. I'll keep the job, I'll save some money and when I can, I'll let you go on your merry little way and I'll begin my own life."

"You make it sound like I don't even want you."

"Don't kid yourself Shawn, you don't." She harshly replied.

"Not when you act like that."

"Act like what? Telling the truth, saying how it is?"

"being so hard, making me out to be the bad guy."

"you're not the bad guy." She corrected him. "you're an unwilling pawn in my mom's games."

"aren't you?"

"No, I'm the one who was screwed over."

"by being sent here?" He asked.

She shook her head, turning back to the TV. Shawn leaned over and grabbed the remote, shutting it off.

"hey." She protested.

"I can't help you if you don't talk to me."

"And I don't need your help." She bitterly replied. "For years I was left on my own in boarding schools, in summer camps, wherever mother could stick me and forget that I existed. I've learned to look out for myself and count on me."

"But then something happened."

She inhaled sharply. "What did mother tell you?"

"So it's true?" He asked.

"What did she tell you?" Catelyn demanded to know.

"nothing actually, I guessed and you confirmed it."

"I confirmed nothing, besides if she did happen to tell you something, I'm sure it was a lie."

"Catelyn, I just want to help you."

She stood up her eyes blazing. "No, I don't need help with anything okay? Just leave me alone. I don't need help , I don't need to be fixed, I don't need your money and I sure as hell don't need this stupid job."

Stomping over to the door, she threw it open, slamming it behind her as she stomped over to the elevator.

"Change your mind?"

She let out a frustrated sigh before turning around to see Matt and Jeff there.

"You okay?" Matt asked.

She shrugged, not trusting her voice.

"Did something happen?" Jeff asked.

She shook her head and rolled her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest as she waited for the elevator.

The guys stood, awkwardly staring at her, finally she sighed. "I'm fine, I guess.. I dunno, I'll come with you guys."

The two exchanged a quick glance before looking back at her and she blushed.

"I mean, if that's okay, if not, I get that, I was kind of a bitch earlier."

"no, you can come, it's no problem." Matt assured her. "we're just meeting up with some guys… well all guys now. We just wanted to make sure you're okay with that."

The elevator opened and they stepped in.

"Yeah no biggie." She hesitantly replied.

"You sure you're okay?" Jeff asked again.

She shrugged, refusing to look at either of them and without looking she knew they were once again exchanging looks but she didn't say anything.

When the elevators opened, she followed them out to the lobby where there was a group of guys waiting.

"Who's the chick?" One of them asked.

"Hey, is she for sharing?" Another asked.

She looked up sharply, her eyes narrowing as she focused in on who was speaking. She opened her mouth to say something but shut it as soon as she saw he was laughing. He had been teasing her. Still she glared at him, her cheeks flaming red.

"I'm sorry, I was just teasing you. You're Shawn's assistant right?" He asked.

She nodded.

"I'm Brian, this is Paul and that's CM Punk."

She nodded at them all and the one introduced as Punk looked her up and down. "You're the assistant? As the one who kicked Melina's ass?"

"She kicked mine." Catelyn admitted.

"Not according to the rumors going around."

Catelyn just shrugged, looking mildly uncomfortable, if there was one thing she hated it was being the topic of rumors and gossip. How she loathed them.

"Catelyn decided to come out with us now." Jeff softly said, " we were thinking of just going to the bar in here."

"If I'm intruding on your other plans, I can find something else to do." She softly said.

"Nah, we were trying to think of somewhere to go here's a good place as any." Matt said with a shrug.

"So tell me, Catey, can I call you Catey?" Punk asked, wrapping an arm around her.

"I rather you didn't." She replied, scrunching her nose. She hated that nickname.

"well, Catey." Punk said, ignoring her, "You have to tell me exactly what happened between you and Melina?"

"She kicked my ass, what more is there to know?" Catelyn replied rolling her eyes. "See this?" She pointed to her still somewhat swollen lip. "She did that, you should;ve seen it the day after it happened and don't call me Catey." She finished the last part with a scowl.

"She's feisty, I like it." Punk said to no one in particular, his arm still wrapped around her. Catelyn looked back at Jeff and Matt, looking for help but they just smiled at her as she was led up to the bar.

"Pick your poison." Punk said, "my treat."

"um, diet coke?" she asked uncertainly.

"No you need something stronger." Brian cried, coming up beside them.

"I don't drink anymore." She hesitantly replied.

"Me neither." He said, looking at the bartender. "one Margarita for the lady."

"Did you not hear me?" She asked.

"Yes, you don't drink any more, I'm sure you don't drink any less either."

Catelyn's jaw dropped as she stared at the man. "Excuse me-"

"relax, have some fun, it's just one."

Catelyn took the margarita from him. She should've learned her lesson right? Don't take drinks from guys that she didn't know. But if she was always there when the drink was bought what was the harm. At least this time she could control it, maybe show her mom at the same time that she was able to understand what was going on. That she was in control. That it wasn't her fault. So maybe it wasn't the best logic but Catelyn couldn't really bring herself to care anymore.

… … …

"Ready?" she asked with a giggle

"To 3?" Matt asked

She burst out laughing "can you even count to 3?"

He gave her a big goofy smile. "Not at the moment no."

"Okay, 3." She cried, starting in on her shots. He was right behind her, but she finished fist, lifting her arms in victory.

"Another round to Catelyn."

"Catey." Punk corrected her.

"Eww I hate that name. how would you like it if I called you…" She wrinkled her nose trying to think of a name for him. "Punky."

He shrugged. "Don't bother me."

"well Boo on you. I think I'm done."

"What are you going to do now?"

"Umm go sleep. I drank a lot. Shawn's gonna be mad." She made a face at the mention of his name.

"Do you not like him?" Paul asked from across the table, his drink in hand.

"Yes," She replied with a snort. "love him as though he was my father. Over protective and annoying that one is."

The group around the table laughed and Catelyn pushed at Matt beside her so she could get out of the booth. Giggling when he fell out and landed on the floor.

"Hey now." He protested in outrage.

"not my fault you can't stand."

"can too." He mumbled, standing up.

"Well since we're the only two standing, you're my designated walker back to my room person, thingamabob, thingie. Oh and you get to tell Shawn why y'all got me drunk." She finished with a giggle, lacing an arm through Matt's as she led him away.

"Thanks for not slipping anything into my drink." She called back to the guys who all shouted their goodbyes.

"Did she just thank us for not drugging her?" Punk asked the other guys who nodded in turn.

"man that girl cracks me up." He said with a chuckle.

"I don't want to see Shawn." She replied in a loud whisper when they entered the elevator. She put her hands on her hips in an imitation of Shawn "he's gonna be all like, 'Catelyn, you should know better, go to church, blah blah blah.'"

Matt began to laugh, "That was a pretty good imitation of him."

Catelyn shrugged. "Yeah it's talent."

"We can go back to my room."

She smiled and walked towards him, looping her hands around his neck. "Why Matthew are you trying to seduce me? Cause that would be swell."

"I think we're drunk." Matt said, smiling down at her and wrapping his arms around her waist.

"I think we're very drunk." She said with a big smile as the elevator opened and she stepped away, grabbing his hand and leading him to his room.

"This could be a mistake." He warned her, pulling out his key card as she leaned against the door and stared up at him.

"oh yeah." She agreed, "big mistake. I'll regret it in the morning, probably hate myself and quite possibly you. Upon waking, I will groan, thinking what a complete idiot I am for doing something like this so soon and more than likely I will make a quick escape, avoiding you at all costs in the future. But I can't quite seem to care right now."

He opened the door, following her in and closing it behind them.

"We should stop then." He warned her, even as he grabbed her and pulled her close, lifting her up so her long legs wrapped around his waist.

"We should." She agreed, leaning down and capturing his lips with hers.