Becky walked into the hotel room, a bad feeling taking over her when she didn't see Sierra sitting on the bed. As she searched the room, the bad feeling intensified because Sierra was nowhere to be found. She pulled her cell phone out of her pocket and dialed Sierra's number, whispering a small prayer that she would answer.
"Hello?"
"Sierra? Where are you?"
"I'm downstairs in the hotel bar. Can you come down? I need to talk to you." Sierra whispered and the bad feeling Becky had intensified even more.
"Sure...I'll be right down."
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Sierra hung up her phone and downed her third shot of Whiskey, trying to calm her nerves as she signaled to the bartender for another one.
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Becky stood in the doorway of the bar watching as Sierra downed a shot and from the glasses sitting in front of her, it wasn't her first one. Taking a deep breath, she walked over to Sierra and sat down next to her.
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Sierra looked over and saw Becky sitting next to her. "Hey."
"Hey. Want to tell me what's wrong?"
"Not here...let's go find a table." Sierra mumbled, standing up and walking to a table in the back of the bar.
Becky sighed and stood up, following her back and sitting across from her. "Alright...tell me what's going on."
"I don't know how to say it exactly."
"You want to break up with me...is that it?" Becky whispered and Sierra looked at her in surprise.
"What? No! That's not it at all."
"Then what is it love? You know you can talk to me about anything."
"I want to be with you Becky, don't doubt that. It's just...everyone seems to be against us." Sierra said, tears welling up in her eyes. "I don't know how to handle that Becky and I sure as hell don't know how to handle this situation with Bobby and now Miz."
"You don't have to handle it alone love. I'm right here with you and I'm not going anywhere...we'll handle it together." Becky assured her, reaching across the table to take Sierra's hand and she squeezed it.
"You make it sound so easy. On top of all that, there's people constantly asking about our relationship and about the thing with Bobby."
"That goes with the territory of my being in the spotlight love. My private life isn't very private and I'm sorry that you no longer have much privacy either. I want to be with you Sierra but...if you can't handle that, I understand."
"I'll get used to I guess...it's just going to take a while." Sierra said, smiling at Becky. "I'm not leaving you Becky, nothing can make me do that again."
"Well, well...what do we have here? Isn't this just so cute?"
Becky turned to see Miz walking towards their table. "Mike get out of here and leave us alone."
"Becky I have to say that I'm thoroughly disappointed in you...I never took you for a whore."
Sierra growled and stood up, glaring at him. "You bastard!" She hissed, slapping him hard across the face. "Don't you ever fucking call her that again! You understand me? You can go to hell and take Bobby right along with you!"
Becky smiled at the look of disbelief on Miz's face as he rubbed his cheek. She stood up and took Sierra by the hand, giving her a quick kiss. "Come on love, let's get out of here."
"Gladly." Sierra said, glaring at Miz one last time before they walked out of the bar.