The bar is packed. Michelle has been quiet all the way to the bar, could be something to do with the giant Samoan who has suddenly developed a liking for karaoke. Seth and I sing in the cab on the way to the bar, much to Roman's delight. "You two make a great double act" he laughs. Seth high fives me and we laugh. "Tag team!" I say as we get out of the cab. Roman pays and we all head into the bar. "I'm not sure this is a good idea" Michelle says as the guys head to the bar. I look at her and raise an eyebrow. "This was your idea!" I laugh. She nods. "Which is why it's not a good one!" she yells over the music. I shake my head. "We're here now" I say. "Think we need to make a promise, we're gonna make the best of tonight, no matter what happens." She nods and I grin. "Welcome welcome welcome!" the DJ yells into the microphone. "I hear the WWE is in town tonight! Did anyone go, and was it any good? Tell you what, that new diva, that Torrie, she does something for me I tell you! That Ambrose guy is one lucky fucker!" I groan as Michelle doubles over laughing. "Told you this was a bad idea!" she splutters when she can stand up. I shake my head and look over at Roman and Seth, they're laughing too. "Clearly nobody has told the DJ we're here" I say, shaking my head. "Well" the DJ says, a bit quieter this time. "Colour me embarrassed. Apparently, the object of my affection is actually in the room! Now, I see Reigns and Rollins, but no Ambrose and no Torrie, so either somebody lied to me, or she's hiding from me now." Roman and Seth point straight at me and I hide behind my hands. "Real effective Tor" Michelle laughs. I groan and move my hands. The DJ smiles. "Gonna give us a song for our cheesy pop karaoke?" he asks. "Not yet" I yell. "I just finished work! Later!" He nods. "I'm gonna hold you to that!" he says as the crowd cheers. I nod and take my drink from Seth.
The first people to sing shock me. "Nikki and John?" I say, rubbing my eyes theatrically. Michelle nods and we laugh. They sing "You're the one that I want" from Grease, and it's, well, pure cheese. By now I've had a few drinks and Michelle and I are singing along and dancing to anyone who sings. We've worked our way up to the stage, dancing with Roman and Seth. "I got cheese for ya" a voice drawls over the microphone. I look at Seth and freeze. His eyes are wide, real wide. "See" the voice says. "I fucked up. I fucked up big. I don't deal very well with feelings. Someone I love very much once told me that there's nothing better than a song to let your true feelings out. So doll, this is mine." The music starts and I shake my head. Dean is singing Backstreet Boys. What the actual fuck is going on here? I look at Seth and he's staring at me. I take a deep breath and look at Dean as he starts singing. I sing the first line with him as Seth holds my hand. "Don't pretend you're sorry" we sing. "I know you're not..." He carries on singing Drowning as I try to keep my emotions in check. He's singing my favourite Backstreet Boys song. "Focus on me Torrie" Seth says, wrapping his arms around me and moving slowly. I nod but I can't stop myself singing along. "Give me a sec" I say kissing Seth and heading to the DJ. "Torrie" he says smiling. "What can I do for you?" I grin. "I'm ready to sing" I say. "When he's done, I want this one." He looks and smiles. "Anything for the diva of my dreams" he grins. I roll my eyes and head back down to Seth.
"Someone got a fan" he says laughing in my ear. I slap him and he puts his arms around me. "What are you singing?" he asks. "Well" I say. "I'm going with Jon's Backstreet Boys theme. A nice song about a cheat." "Did they do one?" Seth asks frowning as Dean finishes singing. "Oh fuck yeah" I say winking at him. Seth smirks. "You're a bad girl Torrie Mae" he says. "Punish me later" I say as the DJ calls my name. "Next up" he says. "We have the delightful Torrie, who, I guess, is responding to that declaration of love from Ambrose." Dean looks up as he stands next to Seth. The music starts and Dean frowns. "The fuck is she singing?" he asks. Seth shrugs. "Something about a cheat apparently" he says, watching for the reaction on Dean's face. I sing "The Call" and jump back down to Seth. It's kind of awkward, Dean doesn't move. Seth watches us both for a few seconds then drags me to the stage. "Stand there" he says, taking a deep breath. I frown and watch as he gets up and speaks to the DJ. The DJ nods and looks at me as he gives Seth a microphone. What the actual fuck? Seth doesn't sing, not in public anyway. "So" he says into the microphone. "Seems like we got a kinda theme going on here, the hard guys, and girl, of the WWE singing Backstreet Boys. Torrie, this hit me when you were singing. Trying to find a song that's cheesy but has a hidden meaning is fucking hard, but this is my attempt." He nods at the DJ and the music starts. I look at him and smile. More Than That. Oh shit. "I can see that you've been crying" he sings softly. I can't help it. I sing it with him. Michelle nudges Roman and they both stand and watch me, looking back and forth between me and Seth. Dean is stood next to me watching us too. He shakes his head and goes to the bar, coming back with a Jack for me. I take it and nod at him as I down it and hand him the empty glass back before watching Seth again. "Torrie" Dean begs. "Please. Talk to me doll. I'm fucking dying here. I'm watching my best friend make eyes at my woman and it's fucking killing me." "Really?" I ask, looking at him. "Do you know what killed me Jon? Watching a skank kissing my fiancé. So I really don't think Colby making eyes at me is a problem, at least we're not acting on it. Cos believe me, the amount of alcohol that's in my system right now it would be so easy to take him outside and screw him in that alleyway. But I'm not. Because I'm not you." He closes his eyes and nods.
"You're right" he says, finally opening his eyes and looking at me. "You're so fucking right it's unreal. But fuck Tor, did you actually think that there was a fucking good reason why I did what I did?" "No" I say simply. "Because no matter what, there will never be a good enough reason for you kissing her." "Ok" he says. "I get that! I really do..." "I don't think you do Jon" I groan. "You're still gonna come up with some lame ass excuse for what happened to try and make it better, and you know what? It's not gonna work. I don't want excuses. I don't want reasons. I want that skanky bitch sent the fuck back to Canada well away from me so I'm not tempted to black the bitches other eye!" "You did what?" he yells. Seth has finished singing now and the bar suddenly goes quiet. "Jon" Roman warns. "Take it outside guys. This ain't the time or the place." Dean looks at me and I nod. He starts walking out and checks behind him to see if I'm following. I look at Michelle. "Go" she says smiling. I nod and follow Dean out of the bar.