Chapter Seventeen Part 2 - Best or Worst Night?

I gave myself a minute to compose myself before heading back into the party, I found Layla and gave her arm a squeeze; she knew exactly what had happened, she read it all over my face and she gave me a sympathetic smile. "No big deal." I lied and she knew it. Step one: Denial. Layla grabbed two champagne glasses off a passing waiter and snuck one to me, which I gulped down in three mouthfuls. "Do you want to leave?" she asked, I shook my head, "No, no. Don't be silly. This is my night to shine. I'm the new Diva's Champion and should act like it." Layla nodded, "Alright. Let's have fun. The dance floor is pretty busy. Want to dance?" She asked with a cheeky smile, she was trying her best to cheer me up. "Give me five minutes and I will shake my booty with you." She held up the back of her hand to my forehead, "Where is B and what have you done with her? You never dance."

I put on my brave face and smiled, "This night is full of surprises." Good and bad.

I was doing my best to be a social butterfly, moving from group to group and talking to as many people as possible, I posed with Cody and Sandown with our new titles and small talked with some of the higher ups in the company.

I took a break when I spotted Ryback and a few other wrestlers held up in a booth and digging into large plates of food, "Hey guys." I spoke as I sat down next to Ryback who had piled what seemed to be at least four courses on one plate, "Hey Bethany!" called out DB who paused from an animate conversation about Japanese wrestling with Kofi Kingston, I smiled hello at Zack, Santino and Primo who nodded back. Ryback paused his eating and wordlessly queried how I was doing, I shrugged and picked up a spare fork and began sharing his plate, he gave me a soft shrug.

"Mine." He muttered.

"Share." I spoke back and continued to attack the chicken pesto pasta.

"Do you want to talk about it?" he asked, I shook my head.

"Rein check?" He smiled.

"Sure thing." I rested my head on his large shoulder, "It's going to be okay. Trust me. I'll watch your back." he muttered.

"Thanks Skip. I'll watch yours, if that means anything" He laughed,

"I'm only watching your back when you wear those shorts though." I stole the piece of steak he had on his fork which he left unguarded in the air.

"Oh so you're giving up your wrestling career and becoming a comedian." He cracked a smile and shook his head.

"We'll look after each other." He spoke sincerely and I'm pretty sure this man was going to be the only man in my life besides my father that will never break my heart.

"There you are!" Layla yelled over the DJ's remix of will. and Britney Spear's 'Scream and Shout." She pulled me through the mass of body's that crowded the dance floor; I tried my best to keep rhythm and giving the occasional booty pop. "Where were you? I thought you might have left." she spoke in my ear, "No way. I had to socialize, it's the biggest night of my life and I can't let a guy ruin it." Layla and I continued to dance until she stopped and nodded to someone behind me, she lightly pushed me into him, "Whoa there." He pulled me steady and kept his hands on my shoulder, "What are you doing here? This is the last place I would find you." He asked, "I was dragged here. I would say you're in the same situation." He pulled me a little closer, "I hate this music so much. C'mon let's get out of here." I took my hand and weaved through the crowd to be stopped by Triple H, who shook his hand and gave me a kiss on the cheek, "Great match tonight. You're down in the history books, first Aussie to hold the championship and first women's cage match." I smiled, excitement building up inside of me again, "I have more records to beat. Maybe I'll beat Miz for the United States Championship. The crowd would think that's believable right?" I spoke just loud enough for Mike to hear, he turned around and pinched my arm and I poked my tongue out at him,

"Do you wrestler with that thing in?" Triple H pointed to my tongue piercing, "Never mind. Back to business I have major plans for you two. They are still raving about that improv. You've got balls of steel Bethany. We are all on board for this storyline to continue. Anyways have a good night you two, don't do anything I would." He turned back to his group.

"I think we can secretly add to our storyline." He whispered in my ear, a shiver ran up my back and a familiar warm sensation build up in the pit of my stomach, his hand ran down my back, pausing at my buttocks. He smirked at me and I winked back, he grasped my hand in his, "Let's get out of here." He whispered and I nodded in agreement. Step Two: Lust. We separated and said our goodbyes, he left to bring his car around to the front and I waited for him to text the all clear. I wasn't going to think about the man who walked out of my life. He broke my heart. The man whose car I was sitting in, jokes I was laughing at and CD's I was singing along to was unknowingly picking up the pieces of my heart and gluing them back together.

So who do you think Bethany left with? Tell me who you think it is.

Ideas, predictions and suggestions are more then welcome in the reviews section.

I've already written half of the next chapter and I will post it mid or end next week. -C