Chapter Six - Potential Storyline
"C'mon" I screamed from the apron, Layla jumped up and down next to me; Beth had Kaitlyn in a head lock in the middle of the ring, I screamed again and grabbed the small piece of string that connected to turnbuckle, I reach out with my left hand to signal a tag, the ref look between Beth and I to signal to wrap up the match, the crowd started to clap giving Kaitlyn support as she tried to power out of Beth's choke hold, two elbows to the head of Beth and Kaitlyn was free, she ran towards me for the tag and connected, I rushed into the ring as Kaitlyn rolled out of it and Layla screamed encouragement from the apron, Beth tagged in Alicia but before she could steady herself I gave her a hard clothesline hitting her in the throat, I picked her up by her hair readying her for my rolling senton finisher 'Down Under', I went for the pin waiting for the music of whoever was going to interrupt the match to hit, the ref was on his knees and the crowd counted with him, 1, 2 and the music hit, 6 men ran down towards the ring while 1 stood at the top with a microphone in his hand, 'Just Don't Care Anymore' rang through the American Airlines Arena as the tall Englishman made his way towards the ring with a smirk plastered across his face, Natalya and Beth had dragged the groggy Alicia out of the ring and made their escape to the back while Layla stood over Kaitlyn in the corner acting terrified of the men and trying the get me to leave the ring. I had my instructions I had to interact with the speaker and try to stand up against them; I have no idea why creative wanted me to do that. I stood with my hands on my hips, panting slightly, my excitement growing with every step he took towards me. Wade was in character, tough and dangerous, which made him so sexy, I was fighting hard to stay in character, it was even harder to look pissed off and not completely turned on. "I'm sorry Miss but what I have to say is a bit more important then your match," he used his foot and free hand to open the ropes for me, implying I should exit instead I crossed my arms over my chest and gave my best I don't think so face, the Dallas crowd 'Oohed' at our stand off, "I will ask you politely to leave my ring." I didn't move an inch, the crowd continued there reaction and enjoyed our little exchange, "Very well," he said and moved over to me in two long strides, our bodies touching as he looked down at me, my body was quivering with excitement, he gave me a sly smile and a quick wink "It wouldn't be very wise for you to be standing here in a few minutes or else I will consider you part of the 'Barrett Barrage' along with these other fine gentlemen, a strong leader always needs a women supporting him," he leaned in closer our noses almost touching "Are you interested?" I stepped back with a confused look on my face and laughed, almost on queue the 6 men surrounded the ring stepped up onto the apron, Wade looked shocked as I brushed past him towards the ropes, before exiting I looked back and laughed again and jumped down the floor to join Kaitlyn and Layla at the top of the ramp, I paused before exiting to blow Wade a kiss which he caught and continued his promo.
We congratulated each other on the match and I was praised by the writers on the interaction between Wade and I, they were hoping something along those lines would happen and they were pleased with the onscreen chemistry, they hinted that they would like to go further with this minor storyline, I smiled and thanked them for the opportunity praying that idea wouldn't be trashed. I decided to wait for Wade near the curtain when I was joined by Mike, he whistled and stood in front of me "Damn, that was getting me hot under the collar." He pulled on the top of his t-shirt to emphasize his point; I gave him a shove "Shush you, that's kind of embarrassing." Mike looked shocked and placed his arms my shoulders "Bethany don't say that because it wasn't, you didn't even say anything and you had the crowd wrapped around your finger! They would be stupid to pass up this potential storyline, I even want to know what's going to happen next." I shook my head and laughed, we chatted idly and he stretched waiting for his match. Wade burst threw the curtain followed by his entourage, a few faces were familiar from FCW and I crossed my arms and walked over to him "Nice promo." I smirked; he gave me a sly smile and replied "Not so bad yourself."
The bar was packed and the bands were loud, we made our way up to the second story balcony and found ourselves a spot leaning against the railing, he left to go get drinks while I soaked up the atmosphere of the venue, my skin was still tingling from excitement and my body thumped with the rhythm of the loud music and my tense moments with Punk earlier today were fading and seemed more like a dream rather then reality and the more I was around Wade or thought of him the faster they faded. "There you go." Yelled Wade over the music, as he handed me a beer, I frowned and looked at the bottle, he laughed and gave a shrug "I won't tell if you won't." he handed me the beer and clinked glasses, he leant down and whispered in my ear "To a successful second date." We stayed and listened to all the bands and played pool, it was almost 4am when we got back to the hotel, we tripped out of the elevator in a drunk haze and trying our best not wake the other guests, I was digging threw my purse trying to find my room key when Wade threw me over his shoulder, we started to laugh as he carried me down the hallway to his room "Put, me, down, Shrek!' I said in between laughter. We reached his room and he reached to his back pocket for his key, he opened the door and threw me onto the bed. He moved on top of me leaning on his hands and knees, we looked at each other both knowing what was about to happen next, "I really want this to happen," I started, my vision slightly blurred, "but I'm currently intoxicated and probably won't remember it." He laughed and brushed away the small strands of brown hair that covered my eyes, "You took the words right out of my mouth but I have an idea." He rolled over and grabbed the hotel pen that was on the bedside, he lay down next to me, our bodies touching, and grabbed my left hand and turned it over so he could write on the palm of my hand, he finished and whispered, "That is so we will remember." I shifted over and shaped my body to his and rested my head against his chest, closing my eyes and letting my head rise and fall with his breathing, he placed his arm under my head and moved my chin up to meet his lips, "I think you have won over my heart." I mumbled, "You had mine the moment I walked down the ramp for the promo tonight." He responded before we both drifted of to sleep.