They walked outside for a minute before going in. For Breena it wasn't out of fear. She wasn't in the wrong and she was standing behind it. Emma opened the door. All four men the room violently turned around and looked at them. All four began outbursts at them. Nothing was distinguishable, but it all had the same point.
"Hey!" Breena yelled. "If you're going to yell at us, at least have the courtesy to do it at one time"
"Honestly" Emma added.
Mark and Glen looked at John and Steve. John and Steve left the room. Once they left Mark and Glen waited.
"What were you thinking?" Mark asked them. "Not only are you not ready but Randy and Dave could have killed you"
"It's not a joke" Glen added. "You got so lucky they didn't do worse."
"I know what you're saying." Breena said. "To save you from repeating yourselves, we don't care. This wasn't about wrestling, or a show, nothing like that. This was strictly personal. Going out there was to show Randy and Dave that it's not over and we won't lie down. This isn't over and there will another match. I promise. Once we are ready, there will be"
Mark and Glen couldn't find words. It was like their scolding and lectures were sucked back into them.
"We weren't out there to win or to show off" Emma said. "I don't know if we can explain this in anyway that would make you understand why we did this. Maybe you'll never know, and that's ok with us, we are the only ones who have to know why we did it."
It was late. The girls got up, grabbed their things and left their fathers in the room. John and Steve were waiting outside for them but the girls just walked on. They didn't want to constantly explain themselves.
There was only one light on in the hotel room. It was straight out of a movie. Randy was sitting in a recliner in the corner of the room. There was someone in the bathroom. There was one on the bed in the room and Batista was sitting on the corner of it, closest to the door.
The toilet flushed. Randy smiled and Dave put his head down. The man walked across the room to a desk and sat down. He opened a manila folder with two checks in it. He handed one to Randy and got up and handed Dave his.
"I'm not sure if you earned this." He said to Dave
Randy laughed.
"We're not done" the man said. "The reveal is just another step. I have to know both of you are on board."
"It's almost more fun this way" Randy said.
"Our mission is still strong" the continued. "I need both of you"
Dave dropped his head again.
"I don't know what you were thinking" he continued." Randy had that little bitch. That psycho wanna be tough girl would have been next. It was perfect"
Dave didn't say anything. He didn't have too.
"These girls think they have a shot. We need to knock them back down to Earth, hurt them to hurt the dads. Don't stray"
Dave got the glare from both the man and Randy. At that moment he realized the totality of what was being done, and he wasn't sure he wanted to be a part of it.
The girls went straight to their rooms without talking to anyone. They knew that everyone wanted an answer, and if they couldn't figure it out on their own, they didn't deserve an explanation.
"This is just the tip" Emma said from the bathroom. The sink began to run. "I'm so fed up with the babying that I want to rematch on Smackdown"
"I have to agree with one thing, we're not ready" Breena said.
"Because our fathers won't trust us. That's why Paul and Shawn are going to train us"
"I do want my dad to train me" Breena said. "Realistically, it'll never happen"
Emma sat on her bed. "It's for the best"
"It is. Learning to drive from my dad was bad enough"
The girls laughed. It was the beginning, a beginning of a long, hard fight that would cause more pain than anyone could have foreseen. But, superstars don't emerge pristine, they fight.
Breena was up before Emma and headed for the gym. She didn't work out in Texas, she was afraid too. Her back still wasn't 100%, and the match wasn't helpful. She didn't want anyone to know she was still hurting.
"You have the biggest balls I've ever seen" Paul said to her once she got in the gym. "The biggest. I'm not agreeing with what the two of you, did but I can respect it"
"Thank" Breena replied
"Just don't do anything like that again until you're ready" Shawn added. "Give it time, you can't rush these things"
"I'm waiting on you two" She said.
"We've working it out with your fathers" Shawn said. "They are reluctant and relieved at the same time"
"I can imagine" Breena started stretching, and made a face
"Pain?" Paul asked
"Never fully healed from that reveal" She answered.
"You took a beating" Paul said. "One, no one should"
'He was so happy to make us bleed, to hear us cry"
"My back hurt for you" Shawn said.
"I want to forget it ever happened. Close my eyes and when I open them, it was like this whole thing was a dream, but I know that will never happen. I'm never going to forget this."
"Unfortunately, no" Paul said. "And fortunately no"
"Fortunately?" Breena asked
"Use this as motivation, not just for wrestling, but for life." You don't know what will happen and take nothing for granted." Paul answered. "There's more to life than what goes on here"
"It's not over." She said. "I can feel it. I know it"
"I know. I know you and Emma aren't finished either" Paul said. "You just need to get to that point"
"Then get us there"
"We will" Shawn said quickly. "This isn't an overnight process. People train for years;
"I don't have years"
"Breena, you're 18" Shawn said.
"I have to show Randy and, and Dave now" She said. "They won't stop until Emma and I are gone, until our dads give in"
"Nothing is going to happen to you or Emma and your fathers" Shawn reassured. "You need to calm down, one step at a time."
"I know." Breena said. "I just wish it was that easy"
She didn't talk much during her work out, and the work out itself wasn't as intense as it had been. It was clear, she was hurting.
When Breena got back to the room, Emma was gone and note was left: Running. Breena stripped and took a long hot shower. It felt good on her back.
"It's like a sauna in here" Emma said. "I need to wash my face"
"Good run?"
"Not what I planned." She answered. "But I did talk to Paul and Shawn."
"Oh, and?"
"Apparently they're working on it"
"It's taking too long" Emma said
Breena shut off the shower and reached for the towel.
"That's what I said" She said. "They did sound like it was going to happen"
"It needs to"
"I know, how else are we supposed to get back at Randy '
"Have you talked to your dad?" Emma asked
Breena shook her head, "You?"
"No" Emma answered. "Not that I would know what to say"
"Pretty Much"
Mark was still feeling the match his and niece and daughter participated in. his stomach was in his chest and heart was in his stomach. Confronting his daughter could mean pushing her away, but not talking was painful.
"See you in a few" Glen said and hung up his phone. "That was Shawn, him and Paul are coming up to talk about the girls training."
Mark nodded
"I thought I'd be the one to train Emma"
"It's for the best, I could barely teach Breena to drive" Mark replied
"Oh, yeah, don't get me started"
Still, Mark wanted to be the one to train Breena, pass the torch along. It did make him a little sad to know it would be someone else, but also relieved to know they were in capable hands.
The knock on the door snapped Mark out of it. Glen opened it.
"Hey guys" Glen said
Paul and Shawn walked in and sat on the opposite side of the room. They bullshitted for a bit.
"Alright" Paul said. "Moment of truth"
"You're going to take care of my girls, right" Mark said.
"Like my own" Shawn answered
"Saw yours at the gym" Paul said. "She's hurting, won't admit it. She's ready. I heard it"
"No doubt, they both are." Mark said. "Too headstrong to admit defeat, and too impatient'
"Sounds like Emma" Glen added.
"She made it seem like there was no time" Paul said.
"They are eager and ready" Shawn replied. "It would be my pleasure to mold that" Paul nodded in agreement
"It would be my greatest project" Paul said
"You do have to know, they will try and take over" Mark said.
"You don't have to worry, they'll know who is running the show." Shawn replied confidently.
Mark and Glen nodded, it was official.
The girls didn't feel like doing anything. They were in pain and wouldn't admit it to each other. They laid in bed and watched tv.
"How's John?" Breena asked
"Weird" She answered "I've been so wrapped up in this I haven't had time to worry about him"
"Don't let him get away" Emma shot Breena a look. "Whatever you two are the strangest people"
"What's with Jeff?"
"Wouldn't know" Breena answered. "He hasn't spoken to me yet."
"Still?"
She nodded. "Nothing when we got home, hasn't come looking for me. I texted him a few times in Texas, but nothing. I'm not chasing him around. He needs to do some chasing now."
"I agree, but just remember he's Jeff, he doesn't do things like most people."
"It's not an excuse, not for this" Breena said.
"I agree, don't bite my head off"
"I thought things were going well. I know we didn't talk all the time, we weren't you and John for a lack of a better phrase, but I thought we were headed there, guess not."
"The two of you were dancing around it, so were John and I. This may sound like I'm making excuses, but oh well, we aren't the best girls to be into, look at our fathers. When I would talk to a boy my dad would get psycho. We have crazy scary fathers and we have to live with it. It's not fair, but it's certainly a factor."
"I'm going to let you have it because I did the same for John" Breena said.
"Oh Yeah!"
"I know what you're saying. Stephen never had that problem only because we grew up together, and now I want him dead. If Jeff really likes me or liked me, whatever, he has to at least try."
"Didn't he stand up to your dad?"
"To tell him nothing was going on"
"Ohh, well, I dunno" She said
The following day was a travel day. The girls got themselves ready, stayed in their pjs, and headed for the lobby. They didn't speak to their fathers, and sat alone on the plane. John tried sitting by them, but Emma said not now and motioned at Breena.
"Are you serious?" Breena asked "Are you?"
Emma shrugged and Breena stood up.
"Cena!" She yelled. "Park it"
Breena pointed to the empty seat next to Emma.
"I swear you try and sabotage this, I will kill you" Breena said sitting down. "One of us needs to be happy"
"Hey ladies" John said
"hey, John" Breena replied
"How are you feeling?" he asked, directed more to Emma.
"Alright," She answered. "We'll be just fine"
"Makes me think you aren't now" he said.
"We are" Breena said. "I miss you, Cena, You haven't been around"
"You guys were really tied up. I can only imagine how stressful its been"
"Maybe, but doesn't mean we don't like having you around. Would have been a nice distraction" Breena told him
"Then I apologize for my absences. It won't happen again"
He was completely talking to Emma now. Breena smiled to herself and looked out the window while Emma and John reacquainted themselves. It was her good deed of the day.
John took the girls to the hotel in his limo, and walked them to their room. After 20 minutes, he finally went to his.
"You're welcome" Breena said stretching out on her bed. Emma rolled her eyes. "You know I'm the reason for all that"
Mark hated not flying with his daughter, not walking her to her room. He was crushed and knew time would be the only way for the girls to heal.
"What if we take them to dinner?" Glen suggested knowing exactly what his brother was thinking "We don't have a match until Smackdown"
"I wish I could say we were totally wrong" Mark said
"Two concerned fathers, worried about what two stalkers will do to their children, yeah we were way out of line" Glen said.
"I know they want us to see things through their eyes, just once I wish they could see through ours" Mark said.
"We are evil fathers" Glen said. "Who will never understand our girls"
It may have come across as joking, but Mark and Glen felt what they were saying. In order to fix what was wrong they had to be honest and then let time cover the wounds.
"They want to take us to dinner." Emma said looking at her phone. "What do you think:
"What do we have to lose?" Breena replied
"Can't be worse than it is"
The girls agreed and got ready. They didn't know what to expect. But kept the worst in the back of their heads. It was extremely .
"I know you're probably expecting an apology" Glen started. "You won't get one"
"Before you start yelling at us, listen" Mark continued. "We were worried about you. Dave and Randy had stalked and hurt you for months and then there you were, in the box with them, unformally trained and a few hundred pounds lighter"
"But-" Emma started
"We know why you did it, we aren't stupid" Glen said. "We understand, what isn't understood is how we feel. We will always worry about you, but still support you. You two saw angry dads and assumed we didn't get it. We got it, you didn't"
The girls sat in silence as their fathers went on, slowly realizing that though they weren't wrong in their decision, they were wrong in what they said.
"I will always want what's best for you girls" Mark said. "And I will support your decisions as best as I can. I wish you would have come to us before jumping in the ring, or at least waited until you were trained. The weight difference means a little less when you know more than bumps"
"But, with that said, we know why:
The girls looked at each other again, then Breena spoke.
"Okay, we assumed you wouldn't understand. We mistook your anger for ignorance."
"Anger or not, we support you" Glen said.
Breena felt better having heard that from her father and her uncle. She was never so happy to be wrong. It was one less stress clearing this up.
"Paul and Shawn will be training you" Mark said switching gears. "We talked about it, and I believe they will be starting Monday"
The girls smiled.
"I expect you two will give them the upmost respect" Glen added. "This isn't us you're dealing with anymore. This is professional"
The girls grabbed each other's hand. It was professional, exactly what they wanted.
Dinner was a success, more than anyone could have imagined.
"What do you think?" Emma asked Breena back at the room.
"It's what we wanted" Breena answered. "Paul and Shawn won't be easy on us"
"We're going to be really trained" Emma said with a smile. "Really, really trained. I pictured this moment my whole life"
It was tough to sleep that night knowing in two days they would be in a ring and on a mat.
The girls were up at the same time, and got ready for their run/gym. Breena tied her shoes and headed out. Jeff was leaving his room down the hall. Breena didn't notice at first.
"Bree" He said quietly. Breena turned around, then rolled her eyes. "Bree wait"
"Wait? Wait for what? I say I've waited enough" She spat
"Ok, okay, I deserve that" Jeff said. "Please hear me out"
"You have 30 seconds Hardy"
"I got scared" He said. Breena headed for the stairs. "Bree wait I'm serious."
"Scared?"
"I didn't know what to say after what happened to you guys. I didn't want to say the wrong thing, I always do. I didn't get a chance to see you after it all happened."
"I was home for a month Jeff"
"I know, I know. I didn't know what I was going to say, I didn't want to talk to your father"
"My father?"
"I'm not high on his good list right now, I didn't want to get any lower"
"You didn't call to see how I was doing because of my father?" Breena asked confused
"I know, it doesn't make sense to you, okay. I'm sorry"
"It doesn't make sense, none" Breena said. "And admitting it won't help you"
"Bree" Jeff said
"No, Jeff, no." she said. "I really needed you. I lost my best friend and now you. All I had to help me was Emma, a long lost cousin I barely knew. Do you know how lonely I was? Do you know what it was like? I was beat up, hurt, and alone. You weren't there"
Breena shook her head and went down the stairs. The hotel was constricting, like a prison. She now had to get out. The stairs were helping get out nervous energy, but it wasn't 100%. She was so infuriated with Jeff. He had become the last person she wanted to see, or so she thought.
The lobby was moving, as always. Emma was back and was sitting with Paul, picking his brain.
"No I know, Paul, but what would you do?" She asked
To pull Emma away would be a crime punishable by death. Breena didn't really want to see anyone, so she turned around and headed for one of the back doors. Breena pushed the door open hard, and hitting something hard.
"I'm so sorry" she said
"It's fine" it was Batista. "Breena"
Breena took a few steps back to the door.
"Breena, don't, please'
"Why the hell should I listen to you?' She asked.
"I know, please"
"Is Randy around that corner? Are you going to rape me?'
"What? No, I'm not going to rape you, Breena"
"You now Dave, you were one of the last people I would ever have expected to do this. I get Randy, he's a creepy bastard, and I know you give off that scary thing, but it's not you. Randy is creepy, period, this isn't you. I'm really hurt and disappointed."
Dave opened his mouth to talk and quickly closed it.
"And you can't even look me in the eye. You're not at all who I thought you were."
"I never hurt you" he finally said. "Not like Randy. I got you out of that hotel safe, I made sure you didn't get destroyed in that match. I could have let Randy off Emma and let him finished you off. You're right, I'm not at all like Randy and I don't ever want to be"
"Then why?" Breena got close to him. "Why did you do it?"
Dave dropped and shook his head, then looked her right in the eyes. Breena noticed. She was slowly moving back to the wall of the building. She wasn't afraid. Dave put his hand up on the wall and leaned close.
"I can't" he said.
"Why?" She asked. "At least let me know what was in it for you?"
"I can't not yet" he said.
"Why aren't you going to hurt me?"
"That wasn't part of my plan." He told her. Someone else's, but not mine"
Dave pushed himself off the wall and walked away.
Breena had no answers, only more questions, which was never a good feeling. What was Dave's role? Why take it at all? And, why did he seem less and less like the bad guy
She was still outside, daze in space. When Matt pulled up in his car.
"Breena…hello" he said.
"Oh, hey Matt" she replied
"Are you okay?"
"I will be" She answered.
"Means you aren't now" he said
She shrugged her shoulders, "It's typical"
Mark opened the door and she followed.
"Bree, I know my brother hasn't been around. I don't know if that's why the problem is, but don't count him out yet"
"It's not that easy Matt"
"I know," he said. "He will come around"
She sighed and walked on. She didn't know what to do, or is she should even talk about what happened.
The weekend came and went. Mark and Glen weren't involved in any house shows. Breena decided to stay quiet about the Jeff and Dave thing. It would fuel her for tomorrow.
The phone rang at 6 am. It seemed almost dream like. Breena was the first to wake up and reached for the phone.
"Hello?" She asked
"This is your 6 am wakeup call" the recording replied.
"Really?" Breena said
"This is your 6 am wakeup call" was all it said.
As soon as she hung up, both their cell phones went off. Breena threw Emma's at her.
"Yea?" Breena answered
"Good, you got the wakeup call" Paul said.
"Yea, thanks"
"Where's Emma?
"Dead" Breena answered
"Well, undead her and get ready." Paul said. "We will be here"
Paul gave Breena directions to a facility about half an hour away. After, she got up and kicked Emma's bed.
"What the- fuck you" Emma managed to put together.
"Get ready"
The girls fumbled around and managed to get ready. They got into the car they rented and headed out. Breena drove, she was the most awake.
Neither spoke. It was a mix of nerves and the fact that they weren't yet awake. It was what they wanted, but they were nervous.
The facility seemed farther than a half hour, but it wasn't. They just wanted to be in bed. Their nerves were tingling, and then they went inside.
The facility was actually a facility for professional wrestling training with a regulation size ring. There were people in the ring taking bumps, sparking outside, and working out on the machines. Their nerves were on fire.
Paul and Shawn were on the bikes. They were trying to blend in wearing sweatpants and long sleeved shirts. Paul was wearing a hat pulled down low and Shawn had on a bandana.
Once the girls made their way in, the head trainer halted everything and had everyone sit outside the ring. Paul and Shawn got off the bikes and headed for the ring. They took their shirts off and had tank tops on underneath, their sweatpants were shorts. Everyone got excited.
"We don't usually have this sort of talent around. I know you all would jump at the chance to get in the ring with them. You will get to see firsthand the basics broken down by the best."
Paul and Shawn smiled and motioned for the girls to get into the ring.
"Now, we love you to death, but this is professional. It's what we do and are serious about." Shawn said.
"It's not a game" Paul added
Paul took the girls out of the ring and had them do sprints. Breena was ready to kill them when they said stop. After that, the girls did rounds of pushups and sit ups, then into stretches.
"You are a dead man" Breena said in Paul's direction
"I'll get Shawn" Emma added.
Paul and Shawn brought the girls into the ring.
"Do a bump" Shawn said.
The girls did several bumps in succession. Paul then did one and began to explain what they did wrong. They nodded and were told to do it again.
"Good" Paul said. "Again"
It seemed like forever when Shawn said stop.
"Ropes." He said "You have to hit here"
Shawn bounced off the ropes a few times;
"You're first."
Emma went into the center of the ring and ran into the ropes.
"No, go back and forth until I say stop." Shawn said.
Emma ran back and forth bouncing off the ropes several times before Shawn said stop. Breena was next. They took turns a few times before they were stopped.
Paul and Shawn showed them how to bounce off the ropes into someone.
"We don't want you to try and knock anyone down" Paul said. "Just tap your shoulder into me. I want to see your positioning."
They had already been training for an hour and a half, and feeling it. They were raw under their arms from the ropes and their backs were red and starting to bruise.
Paul had the girls do rounds of bumps before calling it for the day. The girls couldn't be happier but they wouldn't show it.
"You did well" Shawn said. "You're quick learners"
"We know you've been doing moves in the ring, but you can't build a career off that. You need the basics"
"It's going to be a lot of repetitions" Shawn added. "But it will get better"
"Whatever, it takes." Emma said "We're up for it"
Breena nodded, "I need a shower"
They said their goodbyes and Emma drove back. They had small welts now from the ropes and bruises on their backs.
"Did I mention I bruise easily?" Breena said
"I've noticed" Emma laughed "I had no idea it was that hard…What did we get ourselves into?"
"Having doubts?" Breena asked
"Hell no, you?'
"Hell no" Breena answered
They were silent until they returned. Mark and Glen saw their daughters walk in. They were holding their shirts in their hands. Their bruises were very apparent.
"Don't miss those days" Mark said.
"And oh so glad it isn't us" Glen added
"Well, well" John said as the girls got to their room. "Ouch"
"Exactly" Emma said. She opened the door.
The girls fell face first onto their beds.
"You get used to it" John said. "You're body does."
"I can't move" Emma said
"I was going to ask you girls to lunch" John said.
"Can you smell me?" Breena yelled in her pillow
"Sorta" John joked
Breena took her face out of her pillow, "I need a shower"
"Okay, well, let me know" He replied. "Cold showers."
"Oh my God" Emma said.
"Jeff and I aren't speaking and I ran into Dave"
"Okay, random" Emma said. "What happened?"
"Jeff didn't call because of my dad"
"Lame" Emma said
"I know"
"No better excuses?"
"He was serious" Breena said
"Oh, and you didn't need him or anything?'
"That's what I said"
"What are you going to do?" Emma asked
"I have no idea. I don't have any more to say to him. I'm not going to go to him"
"I agree." Emma said. "Now, what happened with Dave?"
Breena sighed and went into every detail.
"I don't understand" Emma said.
"I know, something is definitely up"
"Weird"
Telling Emma didn't help what Breena was feeling. Nothing made sense and it was frustrating.
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