Chapter Eighteen
August 21st, 2006
Bridgeport, CT
RAW
The feeling swarming through the arena tonight is electric. And why shouldn't it be? The main event with women? Unheard of.
I mean... There was that thing with Stephanie and Lita back in 2000. Let's just say that I don't count that. Stephanie has never been a " wrestler ". Yeah, she knows a few moves but she is nowhere near the caliber of a hirable athlete. Their match was mostly for show because she's Vince McMahon's daughter.
Lita and Trish almost got to the main event, but of course, the men cut in and their match got switched to the next to last of that night. I was pissed because even though I was watching at home, I was still rooting for the women of this company to succeed.
" Hey, Chloe, congrats on main eventing tonight. " Glen says as his kayfabe brother walks up behind him.
Mark nods. " Yeah, I'm definitely watching this main event. Melina runs her mouth entirely too much. It will be a pleasure to see you give her the old one-two. "
" Don't forget the three. " I joke. " But seriously, it will be a pleasure to give Melina a swift kick in her behind. It'll be for everyone she has annoyed or screwed over. "
" Good, girl. " Mark says patting my shoulder.
Smiling Glen says, " yeah, you win one for everyone that has to suffer when she's around. "
I almost laugh out loud because it sounds so similar to " you go win one for the Micker! ". And I struggle not to say, " who in the blue hell is the Micker? ". I love Mick Foley. He's so willing to do whatever it takes to make people laugh.
" I'll do better than that. " I promise.
A promise I intend to keep. I've been dreaming of doing something like this since nineteen ninety-five when I was first hired in. This is huge even if she gets to be a part of it. Melina will get what she deserves tonight and there is a no hold barred, no-show, no contract clause. Meaning if she doesn't show up, she gets canned.
" Oh, by the way, congratulations on the engagement. " Mark says taking my left hand to check out my rock before whistling. " That's a nice piece. "
Glen nods in agreement. " Sure is. I knew the second you came back that you two would fall back in love. "
" It sure has been a ride. I say pausing. " It still feels fast, but we won't be getting married for another year or so. "
Mark strokes his chin. " Well I know this, we had better be invited, hear? "
" Of course. " I promise both of them.
Heading to our locker room I find my fiance already in his chaps. How he can stand being in them for long periods of time is beyond me. " Hey, babe. "
" Hello to you, darlin'. " He says before coming up to give me a fat kiss. " Ready for your headliner? "
" More than ready. " I say leaning into him.
He places his big hands on my lower back and sticks his face in my neck. " You're about to make history, darlin'. I'd have thought you'd be more nervous. "
" Melina should be the nervous one. I'm going to decimate her. " I say pushing him back onto the couch before straddling his lap.
He smirks and takes ahold of my upper thighs. " There's the fighting spirit I love! "
" You thought it went somewhere? " I ask giving him " the look ".
Shaking his head he says, " not a chance ".
" Hey sorry to interrupt whatever weirdness you two have going on, but the show is about to start. " Hunter says doing what he does best, ruining the moment.
Glaring at my older brother, I stick my tongue out like a child. " Since all of our stuff has been prerecorded I don't have much to do until the end of the night. "
" Must be nice. " He says mockingly.
Rolling my eyes I say, " you're one to talk. "
" Hey, I work! " He defends offended.
I laugh. " Yeah, your mouth. "
Shawn chuckles at my comeback.
" So it begins. " He says shaking his head in defeat. " I'm losing my work-wife to my own sister. "
You got that right. " Sorry, bro. Steph might be compliant in this arrangement, but not me. Once everything is final I'll be his wife-wife and work-wife. No take backsies. "
" This is going to blow. " He says actually pouting.
Smacking my lips I say, " boy I'm your sister you should be thanking me. Once we get married you'll be his brother legally. That's way less weird than being his work-wife. "
He thinks on it for a second. " True... Ha! I just thought of it, Bret will be legally your brother too Shawn. "
It's true. Stu and Helen Hart formally adopted me when I was sixteen. Not too long after Owen brought me home actually. They're the only real family I've ever had. Mom and dad are both gone now, but I will always appreciate them taking a chance on a troubled teen.
Shawn doesn't say anything but the look on his face says enough. He never even thought about it like that.
" Like I said, Sexy Boy, no take-backsies. " I say flashing my ring in front of his face.
He sighs. " I can handle Bret. "
" Uh-huh. " I say kissing his cheek.
His face contorts. " I went up and asked him for his blessing like a man didn't I? "
" And got flat out rejected. " Hunter rubs.
Of course, he'd make a joke of it. " He'll come around. He's just worried that's all. "
" I honestly don't care, darlin'. " Shawn says honestly. " Going there was just a formality. "
Mr. Tough Guy. " I love you for trying. "
And just like that, his body relaxes once more. One day all of the men I love will get along. Mark my words.
AII my life I wanted to be somebody and here I am!
I know what I've got and there ain't nobody gonna take it away from me! So let me tell you what I am!
I'm a red hot fox I can take the knocks. I'm a hammer from hell, honey can't you tell? I'm the wild one. Yes. I'm the wild one.
Running down the ramp I can feel the electricity all through the arena.
" Ladies and gentlemen, this match is a no holds barred, no show no contract. Introducing the challenger, hailing from Calgary Canada, Andri Hart! " Lilian Garcia says perfectly.
Sliding into the ring I throw the Turkish wolf head up and bask in the adoration of the fans. It's different being in this ring as an athlete vs what I do with DX. I'm really back and this is an epic moment I want to remember forever.
It's then that MNM's annoying music starts playing. Melina walks to the top of the ramp slowly and alone. Another stipulation for the match is that her lapdogs have to stay in the back. She's looking real scared right now.
" And her opponent, coming to the ring, hailing from Los Angeles, California, Melina! "
Sculking down the ramp she even forgoes her skanky entrance of pulling herself into the ring while ending in a split. Instead, she walks up the steps and stops on the top one as the music fades.
I stare her down as the referee forces her into the ring. She kicks and screams the entire time. I smirk knowing just how scared she is to face me. It fuels my anger and justifies what I'm going to do to her tenfold.
Once I see that she isn't going to enter the ring by herself, I run up and grab her by the shoulders. Using my upper body strength I lift her up over the ropes and slam he down on the mat face first. That felt so good!
She gets back up looking pissed which is exactly what I wanted. No one likes an easy win. The ref motions and the bell is rung. We lock up and I knee her in the stomach. She doubles over and I set her up for a DDT and land it.
The crowd loves it and I can't help but gloat for a few seconds as she tries to get up. Facing her again I put my hands on my knees and wait patiently for my moment to hit a good spear. Seeing it I almost hit it perfectly before she counters and grabs me by my hair slamming me into the mat.
I'm on my feet in seconds giving her left and right-handed punches until she's cornered on the turnbuckle. It's then that I climb up on the bottom rope and pound her face in some more until the referee pulls me off.
It's then that I zone out and start getting better and better ideas. We only lasted in the ring for five minutes before I have her bouncing off of the announce table to the guard rails, and eventually back up the ramp under the titantron.
Throwing her every which and way is so invigorating. This is me thriving. This is Melina getting what she deserves. I'm living this moment to the fullest. When I'm done with her she's pretty banged up. And now do I pin her. The ref gets down and counts the pin one, two, and three.
The fans go crazy especially when I grab a mic. A camera settles on me and I say, " let this be a lesson to you, Melina... And all of the women in the back for that matter. " I say as everyone in the audience holds their breath.
" Don't cross me or I will cross you out. " I say before letting the mic drop to the unforgiving steel.
Author's Note: Whew! This one took a while. Melina got hers and Chloe is back!
