Chapter 9: Meeting up with old friends

I was discharged from the hospital, after receiving a prescription for vikadin which I probably won't use, at around midnight. I ended up driving for an hour to find a decent hotel room, not wanting to go to the same hotel that David was staying in. I don't wake up this morning until I hear my cell phone ringing. "'Lo?" I ask groggily.

"Wakey wakey eggs and bakey," the playful voice on the other end giggles.

I sit up a bit, stretching out, "Ty?"

"We have a winner," he says in his best game show host-esq voice.

"Do you have any idea what time it is?"

"10:00 am. If you hadn't been up all night doing god knows what to your new friend Evan…"

"First of all, I'm not tired because I was up all night with Evan. I'm tired because I have a concussion and I couldn't sleep. Second of all, Evan's just a friend."

"Just a friend who care's an awful lot for you. For that matter, so does Jericho. Natalia and I were shocked when he showed up to help."

I let out a sigh, "That was on camera too?"

"Oh yeah. You should have seen the backstage interview that David gave about it. Those goons of his are the only reason you got attacked."

My throat goes dry, "Interview?"

"Oh yeah. Want me to tell you what his reason was?"

"Sure…"

"His reason for beating the hell out of you was that you needed to learn a lesson in respect. He said he's trying to get you in a match at Breaking Point."

"But I'm a girl!"
"I know you're a girl," Tyson says amused.

"Girls can't fight guys!"
"You've obviously never seen old clips of Chyna when she was the intercontinental champion.

Meghan, as long as you think you can't win you won't. I'm almost certain that people are going to help you beat him."

"Tyson, do you know what Breaking Point is?"
"It's a pay-per-view."

"It's a pay-per-view where every match is being held under submission rules. I can't do submission style matches."

"Look, why don't you meet up with Natalia and I? We're in Seattle at the Hilton."

I laugh, "What room?"

"240. Why?"

I can't help but giggle. I knock my fist against the wall as I put my other hand over the receiver. I then remove my hand, "Hear that?"

"Yeah. Somebody in the room next to us just hit the wall."

"Dumbass that was me!"
I can't see his face but I imagine that it's redder than the finger nail polish I'm wearing. "Want me to come over there?"

"Sure. I'm bored." I yawn. I cross over to the door and open it. I stand there for a few seconds before Tyson and Natalia come over. I hardly recognized them, though it had only been a few weeks. Tyson had shaved his pompadour hawk and had facial hair starting to grow in. He had gotten a bit bulkier than the last time I saw him. Natalia has changed too. Her once blonde hair now had pink streaks in it. I regarded them with a faint smile.

"Hey," Tyson nods.

I smile, "Hey."

Our professional act is soon dropped as Tyson pulls me into a tight hug. He's laughing and hugging me and I break into wild laughter. "God I haven't seen you in so long!" he giggles. He lets go of me and I hug Natalia.

"Ditto!" I nod, "I missed you guys! Raw is so boring without you!"

"Raw is boring? At least you're getting mondo air time! I'm not even getting a few matches," Tyson glumly says. "All my matches have been dark." I seem him glance over at Natalia.

"And you Natty? Have you gotten air time?" I ask.

"Only when Christian and I get on camera before or after one of his matches. I haven't had a real match yet. Just arm candy."

I frown, "What happened to the pact we made when we first met? I mean, not being arm Candy or leaving each other."

"Meg…I think that pact broke when you got sent to Raw." Tyson sighs.

"Just because I'm gone doesn't mean that you two can't be the team your suppose to be." I say.

"Meghan, you don't understand." Natalia says stomping her foot.

"Oh? What don't I understand?" I ask as Tyson plops down on my bed.

"You don't have a man your crazy about. I really like Christian and how can I help it if I get air time when I'm with him."

"That's where you're wrong! I have two men I can't get out of my head. But I don't let them effect my friendships! You shouldn't either." I respond angrily.

She sits on the other bed, "You…who?"

"Evan Bourne and Chris Jericho."

"I knew it!" Tyson beams, "I knew you and Evan had a thing!"

"Shhhh!" I giggle, "Don't be so loud."

The three of us are silent before I ask, "Do you guys think that I can beat David?"
Natalia looks wearily at Tyson and then at me, "Your capable of it…"

"You don't think I can do it." I softly say.

"Meghan, you know how strong he is and with those two goons he has…" Tyson hesitates.

"I know it'll be near impossible to beat him. But I'll train. I'll do my damnedest to take him out. But I WILL take him out." I assure.

"I don't doubt you'll try. But you're going to need all the help you can get. Especially since you lack in the submission techniques department." Natalia sighs.

I nod and lay with my head on Tyson's lap, "I miss where just the three of us can hang out."

Tyson runs a hand through my hair, "So do I. So, what do you think about Jericho coming to your aid. You wouldn't believe the rumors about you two."

"What kind of rumors have you heard?"

"Well, is it true that you two are talking about being the unified tag team champions?"
"No. Next question Alex." I tease.

"You two are dating?" he asks.

"No."

"You two kissed?" Natalia asks.

I stare at her dumbfounded, "How…"

"So it's true?" Tyson asks.

"Yeah, we kissed." I blush.

"Oh my god you gotta give me the details!"

I blush, "It was nothing. We were in my hospital room and we kissed. How do you know?"

"I overheard Christian talking to someone this morning. By the way the girl he talked to this morning sounded she was pissed."

I sit bolt upright in the bed. "Natalia…did you over hear a name?"

"I heard Oulette."

And I thought my life was complicated before!