We're already at the show, hanging out in the room waiting for the show to start. It was basically complete silence, because after the argument that Aly and Mike had today, they just didn't want to talk to each other anymore. They are sitting on opposite ends of the couch, not even looking at each other.
"This doesn't look good at all." I mutter to Alex, so only he can hear.
"No it doesn't." He replies, just as quiet.
"I hope things get better. I mean it's not her fault for what happened last night. He's acting
like it is."
"Yeah. Like she said, if anything she understands. She did lose her title in that fatal fourway
match and she wasn't even the one that got pinned."
"At least he has the rematch tonight. He has a chance to get it back."
"Yeah."
"I just hate this silence."
"I know. Its awkward."
"Well once the show starts it shouldn't be that quiet."
"True."
After a while the show had started with the usual intro, before we see the words September 11, 2001. That's followed by pictures of what happened on 9/11, and former president
George Bush's speech back then. That fades to the words September 13th, 2001 where it
was a special live edition of Smackdown honoring the things that happened back on 9/11.
That fades to the ring, and Justin announces for everyone to stand for the singing of the
national anthem from Lillian Garcia. We even stand up in the room. We put our hands over
our hearts, and watch as she starts singing. Once she ends, the crowd starts chanting 'USA', and we sit back down in the room as the Raw intro starts up. Aly gets back
up and goes to make an ice bag, wrapping it in a towel before she sits down. She places
the thing between her lower back and the couch.
The pyros go off and as usual the show is introduced, and of course tonight's gonna be the
Rock's birthday celebration. Then the matchup of the rematch for Mike against John for the
title is shown. The screen changes to the ring, and then after a few seconds the Rock's
music hits and he walks out to the usual screaming fans. He of course takes his time
getting down to the ring and whatnot, before grabbing a mic to talk. The crowd of course
chants 'Rocky', and he just looks around at everyone in the audience and smiles.
"Finally...the Rock has come...home!"
"Thought he was gonna say Miami there for a second." I laugh.
"Me too." Aly agrees.
"Now before we get started, I've got one thing to say. We got him!"
The crowd cheers louder and starts chanting 'USA' again.
"Yeah, it's about damn time too."
"Yeah definitely."
"I want to say thank you to the proud men and women...who continuously and fearlessly
fight for our great country every day and every night. My family are proud members of the
military, I am damn proud of them. And I am damn proud to be an american! So there's only
one way we're gonna start out tonight. Only one way we're gonna start this night off. I want to
lead everyone tonight, Miami join me, America join me." He says, then putting his hand over
his heart and starts to say the 'pledge of allegiance'.
We all say it, even broody Mike.
"Good lord almighty it feels good to be home! Because it all started right here for the Rock.
When the Rock was born, when he burst right out of the womb, the doctor, the nurses...they
all gathered around. They held the baby Rock and said 'this baby is damn sure
named..Johnson'."
"Haha I get it."
"Hah."
"And then the Rock went to high school. Sure the Rock had an afro, he had a mustache
looking like the lead singer from Menudo."
Then the screen changes to the tron screen and we see the picture of Rock in high school,
just like he described it, before the screen changed back to him in the ring.
"Oh yeah, you want to laugh family? Okay, I'll tell you what. That face right there devoured
more pie in one night, than King Kong Bundy at a Polish bakery."
"Awkward."
"Wow, the Rocky chants on pie. And then the Rock...on to college. The Rock on to the 'U'!
The Rock number 94 on the field, number 1 in your hearts, then the Rock electrifying the
Orange Bowl and bringing the national championship to the great city of Miami! The Rock
electrifying Orange Bowl, then on to the WWE where the Rock became the jabroni beating,
pie eating, trail blazing, eyebrow raising, enough with the yacking I'm done with the speech.
The Rock is ready to party all over South Beach."
"You do that."
"If you smeeeeeee..." He goes to say, but is cut off by the GM chiming in.
"Can I have your attention please. I have just recieved an email from the anonymous Raw
general manager on my iPad."
"Well goody gumdrops for you."
"And I quote...I feel Rock..."
"Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa! Michael Cole the Rock can't
hear you. Tell you what...you have the nerve, the gall to interrupt the Rock on his birthday.
Well why don't you show some decency, show some class, if you want to read a message,
then why don't you come on in here and read it...to the Rock's face."
"Oh boy."
"Uh Rock I decline, I think I'll stay right here. But if I could continue...and I quote. I feel that..."
"Okay well, I see. Well Michael Cole, if you're scared of the Rock, then the Rock understands
that. But the truth is, you won your match at Wrestlemania, you won last night at Extreme
Rules, so you must consider yourself some sort of...tough guy. Okay well you can be a
tough guy, or you could be the voice of the WWE and come on in here, and read your
message to the Rock's face. Or...so you could either be a man, come on in here and read it
to my face, or you could sit in your little glass box looking like a drunk hobbit, jackbag bitch."
"Ohhh...dissed." Aly snickers.
"You know what Rock? I don't even know what jackbag means."
"You don't need to know what it means, sit down and shut up." I roll my eyes.
"He just got called a drunk hobbit and he's worried about the definition of jackbag?" Alex
laughs.
"He's dumber than he looks."
"But I'll tell you this. Michael Cole isn't scared of anything. You know I'm not the same person
you used to know. I'm not that kid that you used to throw t-shirts on his head, and embarass
and humiliate him every week. No, I've grown into a man. And do you know what I am now?
I'm a winner, and what I do is I associate with winners. Let me...let me give you an example."
"If he's talking about Lispy, he's wrong. Does Lispy have a title? No."
He places the mic down, before taking off his suit jacket, then unbuttons his shirt to reveal a
Celtics jersey and the crowd boos like crazy.
"What's the matter Miami, you jealous? Are you jealous because uh...we got more world
championships than anybody in history? Oh yeah one more thing, we're about to add one
more!"
"Hmph, whatever."
"So, you want me to come in there and go face to face, deliver that message face to face.
Well, okay I will Dwayne." Cole says, stepping down and getting out of his little box and gets
into the ring.
"The Raw general manager demands an apology tonight, because you embarrassed the
Raw general manager at Wrestlemania. And if you don't apologize, you don't say you're
sorry, then the Raw general manager is gonna shut down this little birthday party before it
even gets started. In fact while we're at it, I want an apology. I want you Dwayne to...say
you're sorry for all the embarrassment and humiliation you put me through over the years.
Just say you're sorry."
We roll our eyes.
"Michael Cole, you're right. I did disrespect the general manager at Wrestlemania, and I
have disrespected you over the years. So the Rock has got just one thing to say to you...I'm
sorry." Rock says holding out his hand, and Cole steps away.
"Michael Cole, we're live in Miami. We are live in front of the millions...of the Rock's fans. I'm
apologizing to you like a man. You'll either accept my apology, or you won't."
Cole hesitates, before grabbing his hand and shaking it.
"Thank you. Thank you for...for apologizing to me here tonight. Thank you Rock."
They get into a light conversation for a while.
"Well Michael Cole, thank you. And go heat bitch." Rock says, with 'bitch' being bleeped out
before he gives Cole the Rock Bottom and that's followed by the People's Elbow.
"Haha Cole."
"Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa. Cut the Rock's music...cut the Rock's music. Whoa
whoa whoa, this is the Rock, this is the Rock's hometown, this is Miami Florida. This is the
biggest birthday celebration in the history of tv. Miami welcome Miami's own Mr. 305 Pitbull!"
"Ooooh." I say.
The camera pans over to the entrance and he walks out, all pumped up and whatnot and
wished Rock a happy birthday. Then one of his songs starts playing and he starts singing a
whole different one. That song changes to a different one as well, and then some of the
Miami Heat dancers come out and start dancing along to the song.
"Nice."
The song ends and he wishes Rock a happy birthday again, before the screen changes to
show the match that will come up next, which is Truth vs Morrison.
"Well this is gonna get old quick."
"Yeah." Aly mumbles.
Before the commercial break, there was a birthday message to Rock from two players from
Miami Heat...Lebron James and Dwayne Wade. After that we went to a commercial. Once
we came back from the commercial they replayed what happened with Truth last week
when Morrison attacked him mid-speech. That cleared the screen and Morrison's music hit,
and he walked out. But before he could get down to the ring, Truth came up behind him and
attacked him.
"Stupid."
He finished his attacking down by the ring, and the refs came running out to check on
Morrison and told Truth to back up and leave. He left, but came back and did the same thing
to Morrison again after he was being brought up the ramp...so now the match isn't
happening.
"I know he had a heel turn, but jeez."
"He definitely snapped."
The screen faded to another commercial, and as soon as we came back we see a city view
of Miami before going to another Rock birthday wish. This one was from Jimmy Kimmel and
he was being his funny self as always. Then the screen faded to the ring, and immediately
Maryse's music hit and walked out, getting into the ring and then doing her usual hair flip
thing.
"I'm surprised she's competing after what I did to her."
"I know right?"
Then just as soon as her music faded, Kelly's played instantly. She walks out and gets into
the ring. As soon as the bell rang, Maryse did her usual taunting thing before Kelly just
attacked her.
"Go Kelly." We laugh.
But that was cut short by the creepy music we heard last night...
"Oh no..."
"Kharma's back..."
"And looks like she's on the Raw roster..."
"Not good."
She walks down to the ring, but Kelly is frozen in fear. Kharma gets into the ring, staring
down Kelly, then looks back and forth between her and Maryse, trying to make a decision. It
looks like she's gonna go for Kelly, but instead she goes over to Maryse and does to her
what she did to Michelle last night.
"Haha Frenchie."
While we were paying attention to what was happening in the ring, Mike gets up and
motions for Alex to follow him, still not really saying a word to Aly. She rolls her eyes and
scowls.
"I can't believe he's taking this out on you." I say to Aly once Mike and Alex leave.
"I know. And he yelled at me...he's never done that before..." She looks down and her lower
lip starts to tremble.
I notice and get up, walking over and sitting next to her, wrapping my arms around her in a
hug. She hugs me back and tries to hold back the tears. I look over at the tv screen as it had
faded out when Kharma left, and there's Mike in the locker room all ready for his match. And just to make it look like Alex had just arrived, he walked in.
"Man can you believe it out there? It is a madhouse because of this ridiculous birthday celebration..."
"Where have you been?" Mike asks, as Alex turns to look at him.
"Now he's going to take it out on Alex. If he loses this match, he's going to be even worse..." Aly sighs.
"I've been trying to get here. It's wall to wall people because of Rock's party."
"That's not an excuse. And what's your excuse for not being at ringside last night when I lost the WWE Championship?"
"Miz, I wanted to be there. Don't you remember? I got drafted to Smackdown."
"Drafted? Drafted? Who cares about a draft! You are under a personal services contract to me. That takes legal precedence over everything! I'm the only reason you're in the WWE."
Aly pulls away from me and gets up, throwing the melted ice bag out and getting a fresh one.
"You need to stop making excuses, and start doing what I say. And that starts tonight, when you're ringside during my match with Cena. Because after tonight, nobody's gonna be talking about the Rock's birthday. The only things anyone's going to talk about...is the new WWE Champion." He ends there and then comes a commercial break.
"God I hope he's right because if he isn't and he acts worse than he has been, he can sleep on the couch tonight. I'm tired, I'm sore, my back hurts and I am not in the mood to deal with
him."
"You know what, he'll most likely be taking it out on all of us. I won't stand for that crap in my house, he can get out and stay at a hotel."
"If that's what you want."
"Either that or he can sleep outside, at least he still wouldn't be in the house."
"Right."
After the commercial break the cameras were backstage for Rock's birthday celebration. He was talking to the rest of the divas from Raw and Smackdown, then Teddy and then Kozlov who said he had a script for a movie. First comes in Santino, as a character from Fast Five. Second to come in was Hornswaggle with a wig and in a costume with a sword as the Scorpion King. Then lastly, Khali walks in wearing a tutu and wings, and a tiara.
"...wow..."
"This is a masterpiece, and I love it. I got the perfect person, for the perfect title. It's not you, put your hand down. One second." Rock says, and waits a seconds before turning his head.
The camera pans over a bit to reveal Ron looks at Rock, then at Hornswaggle, Santino and lastly Khali. He hesitates for a few seconds before finally exclaiming 'Damn'. Aly laughs.
"I can't be mad or upset when he does that, it's too funny."
The Raw theme song plays and then the screen changes to Mike and Alex walking down
the hall on one side of the screen, and John on the otherside with the title. Mike and Alex are
most likely on their way back to the room first to come get us.
"I don't know if I want to go." Aly sighs.
"Well I want to go just in case he may lose again, and does something to Alex. Because like
you said he's gonna be worse if he loses. Who knows what he could do to him. I won't
stand for it, I'll tell you that much."
"...I guess if you're going then I'll go. It isn't safe to be back here by myself with the stalkers
roaming around." She frowns.
"We can just stay by commentary, that way we're not technically around him."
"Yeah." She nods slightly, getting up to throw the ice bag out since it'll melt by the time we
get back.
The door opens shortly after, and it's Alex. Mike had already walked off to the curtain by
himself. Aly frowns and sighs.
"Sorry he's being an ass." Alex remarks, wearing a frown of his own.
"It's not your fault DC." She pats his arm as we walk over.
"He's taking it out on all of us, first her, then you. That leaves only me, but like I told Aly...I won't stand for it." I add.
"I know you won't. And frankly if he takes it out on either of you again, I'm saying something.
You two don't deserve to be treated like that." Alex says as we all start to head to the ramp.
"I can hold my own, he'll have two options if he does that. Either he sleeps outside, or he
can go find a hotel to stay in."
Alex nods.
We get to the curtain and wait, and as soon as the commercial was over and the match was
introduced, Mike's music played and we walked out and down the ramp. We walked over
and sat by commentary while Mike and Alex were in the ring. It takes a while, but John's
music hits and he walks out...with the title. He does his normal routine and then he and
Mike are introduced. After they were both ready the match had started.
They circle eachother, before locking up and Mike got John in a headlock. A bunch of runs
against the ropes and John ends up flipping Mike over onto the mat, and that's followed by a
dropkick when Mike gets up. John goes in quickly for the cover, but Mike kicks out. John gets
Mike in the corner and then throws him into the opposite one, which makes him bounce off
of it and John faceplants him. John goes for the cover again, and Mike kicks out. More going
against the ropes, but John was hunched over and Mike bounces back, kicking him in the
shoulder. Mike had control now, until he got John in the corner and that's when John came
back to life. Alex jumps up onto the side of the apron to serve as the distraction, and John
knocks him off. I just sigh and shake my head as I see him fall to the floor. But as John
turns around, Mike gets up and hits him with a hard clothesline. He climbs over to him and
starts punching him repeatedly.
After the ref was distracted with getting him up, Mike picked John up and threw him out of
the ring. He went to go after him, but the ref held him back which let Alex take advantage and
clothesline John himself. Alex walks away and Mike rolls out and walks over to John, picking
him up and throwing him into the steel steps. He picks John up again and throws him into
the ring, going for a cover but John kicks out. John crawls into the corner and Mike backs up
in the opposite one. That's when he runs and hits John with the corner clothesline move.
Mike climbs out of the ring and to the top of the ringpost. He stands there and waits for John
to get up and when he does, he jumps and knocks him back down. He goes for the pin, but
John kicks out again. Mike had control over the match now, and after the commercial break
for those watching at home, Mike kneed John in the head before doing a neckbreaker. He
goes for the pin again, but John kicks out again. John was in the corner now and Mike
immediately went after him, the ref trying to get him away. He keeps at him, until the ref
backs him up. Mike stays in the opposite corner and gets ready for the corner clothesline
move again, but he misses as John moves out of the way. And now John's fired up with the
shoulder blocks and everything.
As usual he does 'you can't see me', then the five knuckle shuffle. He then gets Mike up on
his shoulders for the AA, but Mike slides off and kicks him in the head. Mike goes for
another one, but John ducks and grabs Mike's leg going for the STF. He gets him in it, but
Mike is able to grab the bottom rope, forcing John to let go. John rolls away and sits there to
regain his stamina, and when he walks back over, Mike kicks him so he drops to his knees,
then hits him with a low DDT, going for the pin but John kicks out again. Mike gets up and
as the ref is distracted by John and Alex, Mike is taking off the cover to the
turnbuckle...exposing it and getting rid of the cover before the ref could see. Mike walks back
over to John and picks him up, then heading over to the exposed turnbuckle but John stops
him and counters. Once again John gets Mike on his shoulders for the AA, but Mike grabs
the top rope and holds on as tight as he can. John lets go and runs at Mike, but Mike
counters and does the backbreaker/neckbreaker combo. He goes for the pin once again
and as usual John kicks out.
Mike gets up frustrated and stands behind John, getting in position for the SCF. When he
goes for it, John gets out of it and next thing we know the ref is knocked out of the ring and
John gets Mike in the STF. Mike taps out but there is no ref to call it. John gets up just as
Alex is in the ring with the briefcase, and gets him up on his shoulders. Mike grabs the
briefcase after it drops to the mat and hits John in the gut with it, then sliding it quickly out of
the ring as Alex rolls out of the ring as well. He gets behind John for the SCF and this time
successfully hits it. He rolls John over for the pin and holds him there until Alex gets the ref
in to start counting to 3. But John kicks out due to the ref counting too damn slow. Alex
doesn't know what to do now, with a upset look on his face. Mike gets up but is instantly
caught by John who gets him in the AA position and hits it, going for the pin. But at the last
second, thank god Mike kicked out. Mike and John both start rolling around on the apron as
the ref starts counting to 10. Alex rushes around and distracts the ref so that Mike could go
over and grab the title, and when John turned around he hit him with it. He hid the title as he
covered John, the ref turning to see the cover and counting to 3 for Mike to win the match.
We both look surprised. Mike still hides the title from the ref as Alex rushes in and hugs
Mike congratulating him on winning. But when he raises his hand in victory, the title falls and
the ref sees. He points to the title and then to Mike, clearly questioning him about it. The the
ref starts moving his arms saying 'no good' and Mike flips out. The ref gets out of the ring
and tells Justin that he's reversed his decision and that John is still the WWE Champion,
and Justin announces it.
"I'm gone." Aly shakes her head and gets up, walking towards the ramp.
Then I see Mike starting to argue with Alex, it gets to the point where he shoves him.
"...that's it..." I say under my breath and storm over to the ring, sliding in.
I step inbetween Mike and Alex, glaring at Mike.
"Enough Mike, knock it off!"
Mike and I start to argue and Alex pulls me back into him. I pull from his grip, still arguing with Mike and the next thing I do, is shove him like he did to Alex.
"You're out of freaking control!"
"Carly, that's enough. Let's go." Alex says, grabbing me again.
"You got two options Mike. You are not staying in my house tonight. Either you go find a hotel to stay in or you're sleeping outside. Choose one!" I yell, before pulling from Alex's grip once more and leaving the ring myself.
Alex looks at Mike and shakes his head before going after me.
"...I wanna go home...now." I say, as Alex catches up to me.
"I know and I'm sure Windy does too. Are we waiting for him or making him find his own
ride?"
"It's my car, so he can find his own freaking way back."
"Alright, just asking."
"Let's just go before I end up punching something I shouldn't be punching."
Alex nods and we head to the room.
"Hey, we're heading back to my place. You coming too?" I ask, when we see her already in
the room.
"Yes. I saw what he did, I don't want to be around him if he's acting like that."
"I gave him the options. He's finding his own way back."
"Okay."
We grab whatever we had brought with us, and we head out. As we're heading towards the
parking lot to my car, Mike walks by to go to the locker room.
"We're heading home, find your own way back." I say as we pass him.
Alex and I walk on and Aly goes to walk past him and he starts to say something, while
reaching for her. She doesn't look at him, her eyes on the floor as she moves around him
and follows me and Alex. He sighs and walks off to change and whatnot. We go out to the
car and get in, and I start it up. Pulling out of the spot, then making our way back, the ride
was silent basically. We get to my house and go inside.
"I'll see you guys in the morning." She says quietly.
"Alright." I say, hugging her before she walks off to the bedroom.
Alex hugs her too and she goes to get changed for bed.
"He's really done it now." I say, sitting down.
"Yeah."
"But with you, that was...that was the last straw for me."
"I know. And while I'm not happy with what he did to me, I'm even more upset with him for
doing what he did to you and Windy."
"Yeah I know, I'm just like out of things to say right now."
"I feel bad for Windy."
"Yeah she got the most of all this, it's really not fair to her."
"No its not."
"This is probably gonna affect their wedding in two months."
"It just might."
I just sigh, and lean my head on the arm of the couch.
"Come on, let's get some rest." Alex holds his hand out.
"I'm not really tired, but okay."
I take Alex's hand and walk to my bedroom. The two if us get changed and cuddle in bed.
After a while I hear the front door open and close.
"He's back..."
"Well her better not do anything." I scowl.
"I think he's done enough damage for now."
I nod.
"He knows what to do anyway, you gave him two options so...you won't have to worry."
"And if he doesn't, Aly said she would make him sleep on the couch."
"Right."
I lay my head on Alex's chest while he rubs my back lightly. I drape an arm across him, and
grab his other hand, lacing my fingers with his.
"Love you babe." He kisses my forehead.
"And I love you too." I smile.