A/N: Thank you for the reviews so far. I get the feeling that anyone who has been reading, is losing interest. If so, tell me if you have any ideas to make it better to read. I'm going to be moving away from the RAW chapters. I can't really keep up with them, between the fact that I don't see the show until a Thursday and with the days I work, I never get the chance to write on time. So I will do some chapters for RAW but a lot of them will be outwith the show.
This chapter will take place on the episode of RAW after Hell in a Cell. I have not seen this episode yet, so most of the night will be made up. I hope this won't effect the chapter!
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CHAPTER EIGHT
5TH OCTOBER 2009
RAW: WILKES BARRE, PENNSYLVANIA
So, lets have a bit of a catch up then. I'm still not speaking to Ted or Cody and I'm only on basic speaking terms with both Shawn and Hunter for that matter. All four refused to apologise for their actions, which sent me into an even bigger frenzy and made me storm off, hiding out in Phil's hotel room for days on end.
And I bet you can guess for that, I was given the biggest lecture on this planet once I showed my face. And Phil almost got his arse kicked, quite severely for not telling anyone where I was. Albeit, no one could blame him, he was only doing what I'd asked.
But then of course, everyone who wanted to know where I was, would blame him. Especially Ted, Cody and of course Randy.
Having just upped and disappeared, completely off the radar, he was worried sick about me. And who could blame him, we're just getting back on good terms, the way we should have been for years and I'd done something as stupid as that.
I can freely admit it was stupid of me to just go into hibernation and not tell anyone where I was going. But I just needed some space and what not.
Cody and Ted both came by my dressing room when I'd resurfaced. And off topic, that's a thing to add to the catch up. Vince had given me my own locker room, rather small but still it was my own.
I'd practically thrown them out as soon as they showed up, not wanting to hear what they had to say, telling them, that they were the ones that caused my disappearance.
And that virtually brings us back up to date, while I sit here getting ready for my match.
Sitting on the stool in front of the mirror in my dressing room, I was applying a little foundation and concealer on my face. I always tried to do most of the work myself and just let the make-up artists touch my face up before I went out to wrestle.
This time around, for my match, I was dressed in a pair of hotpant style shorts covered in black sequins, my black knee high wrestling boots with the peace symbol on the front and a white singlet. I slipped on my elbow pads with the same peace sign on them and pulled my hair back into a messy, unkempt bun.
Rubbing my lips together, I gave myself one last look in the mirror and then left to head down to meet Mickie for our Diva Bowl match.
TED'S POV
I turned towards the TV, hearing the announcement for a match. Noah came upon the screen as she walked down the hall, the camera in front of her. Mickie came on screen and I watched as they hugged and then continued on down the hall for their match.
I sighed and fell down into the chair. I rubbed a hand over my face and twitched my lips a little.
I can't believe she still hasn't spoken to me. Its getting really difficult to not talk to her. She clearly doesn't understand that I like her. I want her. She hasn't spoke to me since this damn feud with DX started. She explained herself to me and the reasons for the way she feels, but she just doesn't get that I - Cody and I were only retaliating to what they were doing to us. Its not like we're going to take it sitting down. Would you?
Cody came out of the bathroom behind me, and I looked over my shoulder at him. He looked at me and then looked at the screen where the camera was leading down to ring for the announcement of the Diva Bowl match. He twisted his lips and then looked back at me.
"Teddy, why don't you just go and talk to her?" he asked in a soft voice, his lisp playing through gently "She's waiting for you to go to her" he added.
"And how would you know man? Are ya best friends with her or somethin'? Have you been talkin' to her?!?" I snapped at him, standing up out of the chair to face him. He just twisted his lips again and shook his head turning away to pack his stuff up.
I sighed, regretting the outburst, pinching the bridge of my nose.
"I'm sorry Codes, I didn't mean to snap at you man. I'm just frustrated, you know?"
He nodded and turned back to me
"I just think goin' to her would be a good idea dude. Trust me" he spoke and then disappeared to get his things.
I just shook my head, running my hands through my gelled hair and turned back to the TV, slipping into the chair to watch the match.
NOAH'S POV
I stood at the corner of the turnbuckle, holding onto the top rope, watching Melina in the ring. She was versing Beth to start off with. I winced slightly as Beth hit her with a heavy closeline to the neck, almost knocking her head off. I slapped the turnbuckle with my hand and yelled for Melina to get up.
Beth came towards our corner and was taunting myself, Eve, The Bella's and Mickie about Melina in the ring. I stood on the bottom rope, leaning over it towards her and made a grab for her. She darted out the way before glaring at me to which I returned an even darker glare.
She turned back to Melina who had since gotten up and I watched as Melina delivered a kick to the side of her head, knocking her onto the mat. I held my hand out for a tag to which Melina slapped her hand against mine and stumbled out of the ring.
I got under the ropes and went towards Beth, picking her up from the mat. I whipped her into the ropes and as she came back to me, I hit her with a Dropkick. She stumbled back to her feet and I let go a series of punches and slaps to her body. I knocked her to the floor with a Legsweep before she done the same to me. I felt flat on my face on the mat, groaning out loud. I rolled onto my back, looking at the lights, slightly dazed from where I'd hit the mat. I could hear Mickie and Eve, yelling at me to get up.
I sat up and saw Beth making her way for a tag. I narrowed my eyes as she hit hands with Alicia Fox and she stepped through the ropes. She came towards me and I quickly moved to my knees before jumping to my feet, my hands out in front of me to block any of her attacks.
She smirked at me and I narrowed my eyes at her again, licking my lips softly, prepared to take anything she could throw at me. She walked around the ring for a few moments before coming towards me, grasping my hands in an effort to force me to the ground. I just smirked and put up a good fight. I let go of one of her hands and punched her, stunning her for a only few moments, but enough for me to pick her up and deliver a Back-breaker to her. She flopped onto the floor and I stepped back, bending down a little behind her with my hands on my knees.
She rolled up into a sitting position, holding a hand to her back and wincing. I ran into the ropes at the side she was facing, bouncing off them, towards her, delivering a knee to her face, knocking her backwards.
I moved over, tagging in Nikki. I stepped outside the ring and started cheering for her as she got in the ring.
10 minutes later, Eve was in the ring, groaning in pain as Natalya, used an Arm-lock on her. I started jumping up and down outside the ring, slamming my hand down and encouraging the fans to chant for Eve.
She managed to worm her way out it, smacking Natalya in the face, a couple of times till she fell back on the mat. She got up and moved across the ring towards us, tagging in Mickie, just as Alicia was tagged back in. They ran at each other and Alicia got the upper hand, knocking Mickie down with a Clothesline. As she got up, Alicia knocked her down again and again. Mickie crawled onto her knees and Alicia ran into the ropes, preparing to give her finishing move, that lethal kick. Mickie rolled out the way, getting up and grabbing Alicia, performing a Tornado DDT before pinning her for the three count.
I got in the ring, and pulled Mickie up, hugging her as we all congratulated and celebrated our win. The rest of the girls stumbled away as Alicia rolled out of the ring and retreated up the ramp. All 5 of us stood in a line and held our hands up in victory, laughing and smiling for the fans.
"You have to come out tonight Noah, please don't make me ask again!" Mickie begged me as I sat in my locker room. I slipped my arm bands off and pulled my bun; which had now fallen into a long ponytail, out and threw the hair tie down.
"Why must I?" I asked, sighing as I threw my elbow pads onto the sofa.
"'Cause Phil and Randy are going to be there for one thing" she smirked. I rolled my eyes, not making eye-contact with her.
"All the more reason not to go" I murmured softly "At the end of the day, Randy and I are not exactly on the best speaking terms. I've tried to tell him, I'm sorry Mickie, but he won't listen. God dammit, but he is stubborn".
"I get that Noah, really, I do. Its not just that. You never go out. I worry about you. You're my friend, I want to see you happy..."
"I am happy but..."
"No you're not. Will you just please come out with us. Everyone will be there...please"
"Ughhh! Fine, but I'm not getting drunk".
"You don't have to, Phil doesn't drink, you know that. Just have a few soft drinks like him. You'll enjoy it, I promise. C'mon, grab your things and come to my locker room and we can help each other get ready".
1 HOUR AND 30 MINUTES LATER
An hour and a half later saw me leaving the arena dressed in a mid thigh length black and silver dress. It was mostly black with two thick straps over my shoulders and had a low cutting bust-line, showing off an ample amount of cleavage, a bow smack in the middle of my breasts and a high stretch hem. It was covered in silver sparkles.
I'd left my hair down and it was in wild curls. I'd paired the dress with a pair of Mickie's shoes; well this was her dress too, which were black and silver, had a 5 inch silver heel with a cross-over strapping design. The straps had a black crocodile print engraved on them and they went perfect with the dress.
Mickie had chosen a knee-length black form-fitting pencil skirt and a tight white Lycra leotard, tucked inside the skirt. She's slipped on a pair of shoes very similar to mine except they had a lower heel and had gems across the straps.
We got into my company car and I apologised to the driver for taking so long. I asked him to take us to the club and then to just go home afterwards. I also thanked him for driving me.
I cracked open a bottle of champagne and poured a glass for both Mickie and myself.
She raised an eyebrow at me and I smiled, embarrassed.
"My one and only. Scout's honour" I started to laugh and she joined in as we clinked our glasses together.
The driver pulled up outside the club about 30 minutes later. I leaned forward in my seat and pulled a wad of notes out of the cleavage of my dress; now bare in mind I wasn't carrying a bag, and handed them to the driver and thanked him again before getting out.
Mickie took my hand and I frowned at the long line of people waiting, hoping we didn't need to queue as it was pretty cold outside. I let out a breath, watching my breath form in a misty cloud in front of me. Some of the queueing people noticed us and recognised us, and pretty quickly we were the talk of the line.
Mickie pulled me up to one of the bouncers and smiled at him. He smiled back and nodded his head at me. I smiled at him. He pulled the rope back, receiving groans from the other people to which I just shrugged and smiled apologetically. He let us inside and then closed the rope again.
The club was jumping, drowning in people getting drunk, dancing and partying the night away. I looked around a little and then I followed Mickie as she tugged me towards a set of stairs leading up to a balcony. We ran up the with a giggle and stopped in front of a tall man who was mostly bald and had an imposing look about him.
He nodded his head the same as the bouncer outside and pulled the rope back, letting us in before shutting it over again.
Mickie pulled me along the balcony and towards a table. I heard Randy and John Cena's laughs from half way down the balcony. I smiled in spite of my situation and as Mickie tugged me over, I noticed almost all of the superstars were there.
I spotted Beth, Melina, Kelly, Rosa, Gail, Maria, Nikki and Brie, Michelle, Eve and Layla. I also saw Matt Hardy, Drew McIntyre, John Hennigan or Morrison, Shad and JTG and Alvin Burke Jr, better known as MVP all of whom I'd yet to meet. I then spotted Chris Irvine or Jericho, Paul, Shawn, Paul Wight and Phil of course. My eyes wandered around the table and I stopped in my tracks when I spotted the two faces Mickie hadn't mentioned.
Cody and Ted were sitting up near Randy. I felt my heart begin to beat furiously against my ribcage and I stopped, pulling Mickie to a stop as well.
She looked at me and I just stared back at her, a play of emotions going over my face.
END OF CHAPTER
A/N 2: Well, you have to know, its taken me ages to get this right. I'm still not 100 percent sure about it but I need to post something. Originally it was a lot longer and involved a lot more, but I just did not feel confident about posting it. I wasn't happy with it at all. I hope you like this version and please keep reading and letting me know what you think. Thanks! xxxx
