Chapter 4
You know what sucks? Waking up on the day of the iMPACT! tapings sick sucks. My throat is sore and my head feels like like a spike is being driven into it. "This is going to be a fun day like when I got a tooth pulled or had that car wreck," I say out loud as I climb out of bed. It all the fun of a hangover with out the work. Picking up my phone I see no texts I get a bowl Wheaties. And open up my laptop six new e-mails in my box, two interview requests, one from Chris Hero, my order from Barnes and Noble has shipped, spam, and an untiled one from a name I don't recognize. Stop_Him_B4_U_' well that that gives me a bad feeling. I try to fight the urge to open it but I do any ways.
Jake,
Your boss had a pretty interesting meeting yesterday. Sure she claimed it was part of some open door policy but the person she was meeting with a person that is going to work against you. Hell they were in her office for over an hour and every time your name came up he buried you. The fight for survival is starting.
A Friend
The name is registered to re-mailer service where for a fee you send in you e-mail they than send it out again later so it can't be traced back to you or you wind up on a spam list. It also means I am no closer to finding out who the hell this is. It's just after nine in the morning and I few hours to try and get feeling better before I have to be at the taping and watch AJ's back while watching my own.
***
I walked into the iMPACT! Zone still feeling like crap. AJ is waiting by the locker room door. "Man you look crap." "I feel worse. I took a bunch of crap that is yet to kick in and it may never well," I say as we enter and I sit on bench. "Dude maybe you should go home," AJ says. "No I'll be able to get through the day. Besides what's the worst that could happen I get the World Elite sick," I say. The door opens and Beer Money walks in. "Dead man sitting," Storm says pointing at me. "Yeah tell me about it," I say pulling a cough drop out of my bag. "So what was it like? Was she good?" Storm asks me. "Oh for the love of god James," Robert scolds. "What it's a locker room and I having a locker room talk. So come on Reed out with it!"
"What are you talking about how much beer have already glugged down?" I ask. "Alissa Flash is she any good?" Storm clears up. "Well yeah I say she is real good. Hell Les Thatcher told me once she could be the best some day and than Harley Race chimed in...." "Wait Alissa Flash slept with Les Thatcher? And Harly Race two Christ oh might she must have daddy issues," Storm yells. Every have one of those times where even though a guy is speaking English you have no idea what he is talking about? Well than you know how I feel right now. "OK I don't know how much beer you drank already and it may be five o'clock some where but it's not here," AJ says.
"Believe it or not he's not that drunk he's asking about Jake screwing Alissa Flash before the spin cycle taping," Roode says. It's a good thing I was already sitting down because my legs just turned to jelly. "Jake you didn't," AJ says. "No I didn't the only thing I did before Spin Cycle was work on some jokes I never got to use," I say running a hand through my hair. "Well you were texting each other during Spin Cycle," Storm chuckles. AJ and Roode both look at me. "I wasn't texting her. I got a text from..." Before I can finish Pat Kenny rushes in. "Line ups boys. AJ you got Joe, Beer Money management is giving you a gift and Jake you drew a short straw," he says handing them out.
My eye goes to it first. "Knockouts Match Traci Brooks vs. Alissa Flash." Forget being sick this situation I am now it is really starting to suck. The truth is I actually have slept with Alissa but it was years ago during one of my many lost weekends. Nothing I can do now but sit back and pray.
***
I sit back and watch Traci's match with Alissa witch is up next. "Are you finally going to tell me what the hell happened between you and Traci?" AJ asks sitting next to me by the monitor. "AJ I don't want to talk about it," I tell him. "Look Jake its just strange one week she shows up and joins the MEM and you are living on your boat." I don't answer and just turn to look at screen sending the signal to AJ to let it go witch he does for now. "What the hell?" I say as I see Alissa attacking Traci's arm and than Traci attacking Alissa after the match. I get up and leave the room to check on Traci.
I wait outside the trainer's room pacing back and forth. Finally after about twenty minutes she walks out. "I'm fine Jake," she says. "Your not fine Traci," I say. "Jake..." "Traci, you don't freak out like that when you are fine," I say. "Why don't you go check on you new girlfriend," Traci snaps. "Oh come on Traci it's one thing for the boys to believe that crap but you know me well enough," I yell.
JB comes running up to us out of breath. "Jake the World Elite are in the ring. They are calling you out and I don't know what they have planned but they have a US flag, an Irish flag, and a thing of lighter fluid," JB says.