When Kevin and I landed, I was so happy to be on New York soil! After like a couple months traveling and whatnot, I miss home. I know it sounds kinda stupid, but I do. We’ve been to everyone’s home town, but mine. Which is here, in Brooklyn. I am so happy, I know where I’m going, I know all the malls, and everything! I’m just very excited at this point. I just won’t mention anything that has happened while I was gone, cousin some crazy shit has been happening since I left. Nothing new, it’s the same old thing. Kevin and I had a cab waiting for us when we landed, to take us to my dad’s, well Victoria’s, condo. While we were in the cab, I was telling Kevin everything that we passed by. We passed by my old apartment, which is now a crack house. You can tell because there is like a lookout person watching every car that passes by. I knew that guy… he used to be a teacher. So sad. He told me, I wasn’t going to make it in life, look at me, I’m a wrestler and he’s a lookout for crack heads, damn shame. When we arrived at Victoria’s condo, I was glad to see she was home, because well, her Bentley is parked out in front. I rang the doorbell at least 5 times, and no one answered till I realized I had a key.
“Why did you ring the doorbell if you already have a key?” Kevin asked, laughing.
“Because I am a very forgetful person, as you can see.” I shrugged.
“Is there a reason why, you’re taking a long time to open the door?” Kevin cocked his head.
“Because, Vicky has 3 dogs. They storm to the door when I open it.” I said.
“Just open it.” Kevin shook his head.
“Ugh fine,” I rolled my eyes, unlocking and opening the door “I’m home! Daddy!” I shouted.
“In the kitchen!” Victoria shouted.
“Come on.” I said to Kevin.
“No, you go; I’ll bring the stuff upstairs.” Kevin said.
“Oh, okay.” I said making my way into the kitchen.
Victoria was cooking her BEST lasagna; I mean I can smell it from the front door.
“Hey babes!” Victoria said running over to me, giving me a hug.
“Hey Vicky, where’s my dad?” I asked, tasting the pasta sauce.
“In the garage, fixing the car.” Victoria rolled her eyes.
“Again?! He’s still fixing that car? It won’t work anytime soon.” I laughed.
“Well you know your dad, always trying to MAKE something work. Speaking of working, where’s your boyfriend!” Victoria jumped.
“Putting the stuff away in my room.” I said.
“Why is he doing that?!” Victoria cocked her head.
“Because he wants to avoid people.” I laughed.
“Oh that’s a shame. What happened to that other guy?”
“Who Sharp?” I cocked my head.
“Yeah, that Sharpie guy.” Victoria laughed.
“Uh, him and Crawford are here. I didn’t know they come to New York when they’re bored. Like I was mindlessly thinking, don’t they like live in Canada or something like that.” I said.
“Wait! Crawford?! That guy you had a thing with during Spring Break?!” Victoria gasped.
“How do you know all of this?!” I shook my head.
“Because Taylor told me.” Victoria laughed.
“I figured. You blondes have to stay together.” I nodded.
“Who’s in the kitchen?” My dad said walking into the kitchen.
“Hey daddy!!” I screamed running over to him.
“Who the hell are you?! You’re not Jamila! No way in hell! You’ve grown!” Dad said.
“Yeah dad, that tends to happen when your 24.” I laughed.
“Where’s Taylor?” Dad asked.
“In Los Angeles.” I replied.
“What is she doing there?”
“Well dad, she was born there.” I nodded my head.
“Oh, oh I see. Don’t you have a wrestling thing to attend to?” He asked.
“Yeah, but that’s on Sunday. WHICH! I must point out, I have tickets for everyone!” I jumped.
“Just us two?” Victoria asked.
“No, you, dad, Jamar, and Jacinta.” I said.
“What about your mom?” Dad asked.
“Uh, no dad.” I shook my head.
“Why not?!” He gasped.
“Because, I don’t know where she is IN Jamaica, nor do I know her number. Just drop this okay?” I rolled my eyes.
“Okay, I’m done.” Kevin said walking into the kitchen.
Then Victoria made a huge gasp, “You must be Kevin!”
“Yes I am.” Kevin laughed shaking her hand.
“Dad?” I looked at him
“What?” He said.
“Go introduce yourself.” I shook my head.
My dad just glared at me for a second, then went over to Kevin.
“Wow, he listened. Something has clearly changed. A lot.” I whispered to Victoria.
“He’s been watching Soap Operas with me.” Victoria said.
“Damn. How long have I been gone?!”
“Too long.” Victoria laughed.
“Hey, I’m gonna go outside and help your dad. I’ll be back.” Kevin said coming over to me and giving me a kiss.
“Okay. Daddy, don’t hurt him.” I glared.
“Wasn’t planning on doing that.” Dad laughed.
“Oh you’re funny.” I rolled my eyes.
“I know.” He smirked.
“Oh just leave.” Victoria laughed.
“LOLA!!!” I shouted.
Lola is Victoria’s puppy bulldog.
“Well I see that you love my dog.” Victoria laughed.
“Yes, yes I do. Are you mad? Stay mad.” I rolled my head.
“Haha, trust me babes I’m not mad. But I think your butt is ringing.” Victoria thought.
“My butt is not ringing someone is calling me.” I laughed.
“Well its called figure of speak.” Victoria rolled her eyes.
“Speech. Not speak.” I shook my head. When I looked at my phone, it was Taylor trying to face-call me.
“Yes!” I said answering the phone.
“Baby Boo! We just landed, and I’m like exhausted.” Taylor said.
“Well that tends to happen when you get off a plane.”
“Yeah but, the guy I was sitting next too, he was a major dick! Like I mean, I was on my laptop he was looking over my shoulder every 15 fucking minutes!”
“How does that make him a dick?”
“Oh I don’t know I just felt like saying that.”
I just sighed, “Gosh you’re weird.”
“I love you too, Baby Boo, I love you too. Wait! Is that Victoria?!”
“Yes.” Victoria said.
“Hey you crazy blond!”
“Are you two really gonna have a conversation, on MY phone. I don’t even pay the bill you know.” I glared.
“Who does then?”
“Jenny.”
“Why do you have your cousin paying the phone bill?!” Victoria gasped.
“Because I’m too lazy to pay my own.” I laughed.
“You are one messed up person.”
“You know what, I’m hanging up now. I will call you later.” I said.
“Ugh! Okay, BYE!!! Oh yeah, Dustin said can you pick up one of those I heart NY shirts.”
“Yeah I’ll pick one up. Oh wait, you going on ooVoo later?”
“Yeah if my laptop doesn’t act like a dick.”
“You and that word… okay. Now bye!” I said then hanging up the phone.
“So! Babes, how’s life as a wrestler!?” Victoria smiled.
“Err, drama.” I shook my head.
“It seems so real!”
“Vicky, okay never mind. You know what, watch some T.V. I’m gonna go check to make sure daddy didn’t kill Kevin.” I sighed.
“There’s nothing to watch though.” Victoria pouted.
“Watch Sports Center.” I suggested.
“Eh, okay.” She shrugged.
Then I left the living room to go in the garage. When I opened the door to the garage, I heard like laughing and stuff. I never heard my dad laugh in such a long time. So I’m hoping they are having one hell of a bonding.
“Hey guys,” I smiled walking over to them “Daddy? You smilin’?!” I cocked my head.
“I was telling your dad what happened in Canada.” Kevin laughed.
“What?! Why!?!” I shouted.
“Because, I wanted to hear why you were on the front news on TMZ.” Dad laughed.
“Since when they report things in Canada?!” I shook my head.
“Since they flew one of their reporters to that club we were at when you came.” Kevin said.
“You serious!?” I gasped.
“Yes.” Kevin nodded.
“I was on TMZ?! What the fu-” Then my dad stopped me.
“Don’t you even think about it.” He pointed at me.
“My bad. But anyway, how come I wasn’t told about this?!” I glared at Kevin.
“It’s not natural to tell someone they were on TMZ when you aren’t dating them.” Kevin thought.
“You nut.” I rolled my eyes.
“JAMILA!!!” Victoria screamed from the living room.
Then all three of us ran into the living room to mask sure she didn’t like find a bug or something.
“Why are you screaming!?” I yelled.
Victoria then, rewind the TV and played.
“We have received news that today, former Vancouver Canucks player, Rick Rypien, was found dead in his Crowsnest Pass, Alberta, Canada home.” The news reporter said.
“Turn it off” I said “Where’s Juice?”
“He was just here like 2 seconds ago.” Dad said.
“Kevin!” I looked outside, he wasn’t there. Till I realized the only room he knows was mine so I just ran upstairs to my room. Almost hitting my freaking head on the top step. Don’t ask why, I’m just a clumsy person. When I went into my room, Kevin was on the phone, so I just stood by the door and waited till he was finished. That lasted like about 15 minutes.
“You okay?” I pouted sitting next to him on the bed.
“Uh yeah I’m fine.” He nodded.
“No you’re not.” I pouted again.
“Yeah I am.”
“You wanna Snapple?” I asked. Snapple drinks always cheers him up. (If you were thinking something else….well shame on you lol.)
Kevin just nodded his head, and turned away from me. I just sighed left the room and went to go get him a drink.
“Daddy, don’t do that in the house. It’s really gross and it stinks up the place.” I rolled my eyes. Noticing that he was smoking in the house.
“You act like you never smoked.” Dad glared.
“She only got drunk with me.” Victoria laughed.
“Yeah, Vick, just say that in front of him.” I said shaking my head, laughing. Getting the Snapple drink and going upstairs into my room.
~~~ Heather’s POV in Niagara Falls, NY at Heather’s apartment ~~~
“The fuck is this? The fuck is that? Who the fuck are you?!” Tom said looking at the people in NY.
“Tom… it’s called New York. I know you’re used to England, but you’re in the States. You gotta calm down.” I rolled my eyes.
“How?? I mean, people here, are so, nice.” Tom gasped.
“Well, at least we’re not in my Boo Boo’s territory.” I shrugged.
“Why?” Tom cocked his head.
“Because, Brooklyn is NOT a nice place at all. You look at someone wrong, they like pull a gap on you in an instant.” I said.
“What? You’ve experienced it!?” Tom gasped.
“No. she told me this story about her one friend, which happened to her. She was the one who was pulling the gap.” I laughed.
“Who would that friend be?” Tom asked.
“Err… this bitch. Her name is Taylor. I hate her guts! I want to throw her in the shark tank while she’s on her freaking period! She irks me so fucking much! I can’t wait till Summerslam! UGH I want to fucking hurt her so fucking bad you can-” Then Tom stopped me.
“You must hate this Taylor person for you to want her to have her period in a shark tank…?” Tom said backing away slowly.
“I’m sorry. I just hate that since she came along, me and Jamila have been so distant! I mean, like, New York and New Jersey distant!”
“Uh… Heather, they are right next to each other.” Tom shook his head.
“Well, you know what I mean. Like I can never hang out with her anymore. Every time I want to talk to her, she’s with Taylor. When I want to call her, she’s with or talking to Taylor. Do you see what I mean?! She’s ALWAYS with Taylor!” I said getting mad.
“You need to like calm down.” Tom rolled his eyes.
“Will you watch True Blood with me?” I pouted.
“No.” Tom said.
“WHY NOT?!” I shouted.
“Because, I’m hungry, I need to take a shower and I am very tired. I have NO clue why you flew me out here. You know what you should do, you should go hang out with Jamila.” Tom suggested.
“No! I am not driving to Brooklyn.” I shook my head.
“Get a cab.” He shrugged.
“No, I don’t want to go.” I rolled my eyes.
“Well, you can just sit there, and let your friendship with her go by, while she’s having with her new best friend.” Tom said going into the kitchen.
“Ugh, fine.” I sighed walking over to the phone, calling a cab.
“Damn. No food.” Tom groaned.
“Well, I haven’t been here for a while, of course there’s not going to be food.” I shook my head.
“Aren’t you suppose to be calling a cab?!” Tom cocked his head.
“There’s one already coming.” I smirked.
“You already called one?!” Tom gasped.
“Yes.” I nodded my head.
“Wow. I don’t understand girls sometimes you know.” Tom said.
“Well, you better get used to me that’s all I know.” I rolled my eyes.
“I think I am.” Tom winked.
“You’re just lucky your British accent turns me on.” I laughed.
“Point one for me.” Tom said giving me a kiss.
“Save that for later. Cabs’ here.” I smiled. Leaving the room.
“Hurry back!” Tom begged.
“I won’t be gone long.” I said walking out the door and into the cab.
~~~ Brooklyn, NY ~~~
I made it to Jamila’s, well not Jamila’s condo; I heard it was someone else’s. But anyway, I rang the doorbell at least 3 times before some lady came and answered the door.
“Yes?” She said.
“Is Jamila home?” I asked.
“Yeah. Are you like, an undercover cop or something?”
“Uh… no. I’m her friend Heather.” I said.
“Huh? OH! Your Heather… yeah I’ll get her for you. Babes!”
“What?!” Jamila shouted.
“There’s a chick at the door for you.”
“Who?” Jamila shouted.
“Err… Heather.”
Then Jamila came down the steps.
“Hey Heather… what are you doing here?” Jamila asked.
“I was wondering if you wanted to hang out.” I thought.
“Uh, not right now. I’m kinda busy.” Jamila said.
“Doing what??” I groaned.
“Uh, helping Kevin coup with a lost.” Jamila sighed.
“Later then?” I shrugged my shoulders.
“Uh, I don’t know. I’m hanging out with Sharp and Crawford.” She said.
“Well can I at least come with you for that?!” I shook my head.
“Uh, I have to ask Sharp and Crawford…” Jamila rolled her eyes.
“Why are you saying ‘uh’ anytime you answer me?” I asked getting all suspicious.
“No reason.” Jamila shook her head.
“Jay!” Kevin shouted.
“I’m coming! Look, I’ll call you later.” Jamila said then closed the door.
“If you remember my number.” I sighed going back into the cab.
~~~ Back at the apartment ~~~
“How’d it go?” Tom asked.
“Bad.” I pouted.
“Why?”
“She already has plans.” I rolled my eyes.
“Don’t worry. You’ll get a phone call from her later.” Tom smiled. Trying to cheer me up.
“Yeah I highly doubt it.”
“You always doubt things. You gotta stop doing that.” Tom thought.
“Shut up. I don’t doubt things.” I rolled my eyes.
“Yeah you do.” Tom nodded his head.
“Give me one reason.” I glared at him.
“Okay never mind. Come on. Let’s go have fun.” Tom said flexing his eyebrows.
“What the hell…?” I laughed looking at him strange.
“Trust me. It’ll be fun.” Tom winked, taking my hand and bring me upstairs.
~~~ Kristen’s POV New Jersey ~~~
“I don’t get why we have to come to New Jersey.” Punk whined.
“Well, maybe because, when I said I was trying to get away from them, I wanted to GET AWAY from them.” I rolled my eyes.
“Yeah but we live like at least 4 hours away from Jamila and Heather.” Punk glared.
“Yeah but guess what. They don’t know that I’m in New Jersey.” I smiled.
“Yeah they do. You told them you were staying at Sea Side.” Punk shook his head.
“Ah fuck… but they won’t have the guts to leave their house to come visit me.” I laughed.
“Touché.” Punk nodded his head.
“Why do we have bills?? I thought you paid them before we left for Canada!” I shouted.
“I did. Half of them. I lost count and I got bored, and plus, I go crazy when I drink Pepsi…” Punk said.
“The hell is this?” I said picking up a green letter.
“Well Krissie, it looks like a green letter,” Then Punk made a gasp and starting singing “We just got a letter! We just got a letter! We just got a letter! I wonder whose it’s from!”
“Really? Really? You’re really going to sing that?! Now it’s going to be stuck in my freaking head.” I glared, slapping him on the arm.
“Ouch! No need to slap me…” He rolled his eyes.
“Just, pass me the letter opener,” I shook my head “Oh look, it’s from Colt. He wants to come to Summerslam. Why did he send a letter?”
“Because he’s Colt.” Punk laughed.
“True. But still, he could have called. Lazy ass.” I shook my head.
“Phones ringing!” Punk shouted.
“The phones not-”
Then the phone started ringing.
“I swear… sometimes I wonder if you’re like a mind reader or something.” I rolled my eyes, getting the phone. “Hello!”
“Sup bitch!”
“See, Kat, what if it was my mother answering the phone? Would you be saying things like that?!”
“No. because I don’t have your parents number.” Kat laughed.
“Why are you calling?”
“Because, I just came from this water park with Kane and Sarah. And now, I’m bored as fuck.”
“Why didn’t you stay with Sarah after the water park?”
“Kris was being an ass he didn’t want people in her house.”
“If it’s SARAH’S house, why doesn’t, okay never mind.”
“You know this conversation is going nowhere right now.”
“You’re the one who called remember.”
“Fine! Then hang up!”
“You hang up. I have stuff to do anyway. Hello? Rude.” I said rolling my eyes.
“She hanged up on you didn’t she?” Punk laughed.
“Yes.” I glared.
“See, I taught her well.” Punk nodded his head.
“Or you taught her too much.” I mumbled.
“I did what?” Punk cocked his head.
“Nothing. I’m gonna make some dinner. What do you want tonight?” I asked.
“I don’t know. Cook anything. Just don’t poison me.” Punk glared.
“Wasn’t planning on doing that…. Anytime soon.” I smirked.
“You are crazy.” Punk shook his head.
“Crazy about you!” I grinned.
“In a stalker way…? Or a wife way…?” Punk cocked his head.
“What do you think?!” I laughed.
“In a stalker way.” Punk smiled.
“Oh, you’re an ass.” I smirked.
“I know.” Punk nodded.
~~~ Kat’s POV Chicago, IL ~~~
“I am bored as fuck.” I groaned.
“Well that’s what you get for not staying at Sarah’s house.” Kane said.
“HER boyfriend didn’t want me there. Don’t know why, I am a loving person.” I smiled.
“No you’re not.” Kane laughed.
“I know you didn’t just say that to ME!” I said raising my voice.
“Well what I meant was you are not a loving person, according to Jamila.” Kane shrugged.
“How would you know?” I cocked my head.
“Because you taught her brother bad words.” Kane laughed.
“Well, I have to… why does it matter to you?” I glared.
“It doesn’t. But if her brother starts calling me the C word, I know someone to blame.”
“Why would you blame me?! Taylor says it too.” I rolled my eyes.
“Yeah but she doesn’t say it often. Like you do.” Kane shrugged.
“Why are you talking anyway? Aren’t you watching TV?” I glared.
“No. there’s nothing to watch so I turned it off and listened to you bitch about not staying over at Sarah’s place.” Kane laughed.
“How is that funny?” I glared at him.
“Because, I never knew a person can say at least 30 cuss words in 4 sentences.” Kane thought.
“You counted?” I smirked.
“After 30 I stopped counting.” Kane said.
“You are so weird sometimes…” I shook my head.
“I love you too.” Kane smiled.
“Wait, I just remembered something.” I thought.
“What?”
“Us. Having kids.” I said.
“I thought we were gonna talk about this later?” Kane sighed.
“Guess what, later is now.” I said.
“You know, I was just saying that. I wasn’t one hundred percent about having kids you know.” He shrugged.
“Are you serious?! Come on babe! What are you trying to prove?” I gasped.
“Nothing. I was just starting conversation with Jamila and Sarah.” Kane said.
“By telling them you want me to get pregnant?! Do you know how big of an asshole you sound right now?” I rolled my eyes.
“Look, I do want to have ki-”
“Oh NOW you want kids.”
“Listen, I do want to have kids. But I’m not one hundred percent right now.” Kane sighed.
“You fucking idiot!” I shouted, shoving him out my way so I can go to my room. Slamming the door in Kane’s face.
“Come on, open the door!” Kane shouted.
“NO!” I shouted back.
“You’re acting like a child right now.”Kane sighed.
“Oh I’m sorry daddy. I didn’t mean to upset you!” I said, sarcastically.
“Come on, please?” Kane mumbled.
“No. I’m going to sleep.” I said changing into my pj’s.
I don’t know why I’m changing into my PJ’s it’s like 5 in the afternoon. But oh well, I was tired and upset.
~~~ Sarah’s POV still in Chicago, IL ~~~
“Why are you looking in the fridge?” Kris asked looking at me strange.
“I’m hungry.” I replied.
“That’s like the 5th time you’ve looked in the fridge, in less than 10 minutes.” Kris shook his head.
“You act like you’ve never met a girl who loves food.” I rolled my eyes.
“Because I haven’t.” Kris said, laughing.
“Oh, here’s two people you know; Jamila, Taylor and Me!” I rolled my eyes.
“Sarah, that’s three.”
“Oh shut up and pass me the Chinese menu.” I laughed.
But before I could even call, the phone started ringing. Like are you serious right now? I am hungry.
“What?!” I shouted impatiently on the phone.
“Well that’s a nice way to greet people when you answer the phone” Sharp said.
“Oh hey Sharp. Sorry, I’m like not myself right now.”
“Are you hungry?”
“Yes I am actually. How’d you know?”
“We’ve dated. Remember?”
“Oh yeah. Wait, why are you calling?”
“I need help with something.”
“Sharp, Jay’s not taking you back.”
“Who would want to?” Kris mumbled.
“How would you know?!”
“Because, she’s like in love with Bieksa as of right now. So, the chances of you both getting back together are,” I was doing fake math by the way “Are very, very, VERY slim.”
“So nothing? She forgot about me already?”
“Dude, she forgot you even existed.”
“Wait is she going to the Hawks opening game?”
“Nope. She’s going to the Canucks opening game.”
“I’m thinking I should wear jeans.”
“What the hell?”
“Oh, me and Crawford are going to NYC later with Jamila.”
“Oh god.” I started laughing.
“Why are you laughing?”
“Because, I remember Tazer messing with pigeons, and he almost got attacked by them.”
“What makes you think that’s going to happen to me?!”
“Are you bringing Shooter?”
“Wasn’t planning on bringing my dog places.”
“Well then you’re all good. Look, just don’t do anything stupid and make her come after ME. I gotta go. Kris is getting aggravated.”
“No I’m not.” Kris glared at me.
I threw a roll of paper towel at him.
“Now you are.” I smiled.
“Okay. I’ll call you later then.”
“If I’m not sleeping,” I laughed “Bye!” then I hanged up the phone.
“SARAH!” Kris gasped.
“What???” I jumped.
“There’s a spider right next to you!” Kris gagged.
“Oh cool.” I grinned.
“Don’t ‘Oh cool’ it! Kill it!” Kris demanded.
“Why are you freaking out? It’s just a spider.” I laughed.
“That looks like a daddy long leg.” Kris bit his lip.
“Well, you’re wrong. It’s just a spider. Minding its own business.” I smiled, getting a piece of paper.
“Why are you getting paper??” Kris cocked his head.
“Because, I’m going to put it over the balcony.”
“That’s murder!” Kris shouted.
“You’re the one who told me to kill it!” I shook my head.
“Yeah, with a slipper. Not throw it over the balcony.” Kris glared.
“I wanna throw it over the balcony to see if it’ll land on someone’s head.” I laughed.
“Oh well that’s nice.” Kris said looking at me strangely.
“Why don’t you go order some food?” I suggested.
“I was going to do that you know.” Kris said picking up the phone.
“Have fun.” I said, grabbing the paper that had the spider on it and bring the paper outside.
I flapped the paper, didn’t do much for a while till the spider got off. I was hoping it was going to land on someone’s head or hat. It would kinda of funny if it did though.
“Dammit.” I mumbled.
“What?” Kris said coming outside.
“The spider didn’t land on anyone’s head.” I laughed.
“You are so weird sometimes… come, the food’s here.” Kris shook his head.
~~~ Jenny’s POV at Baton Rouge, LA ~~~
“Jenny!” Cody shouted.
“Yes.” I said coming out the bathroom, after my shower.
“Your cousin is sending me mean voice mails.” Cody laughed.
“Like what?” Then Cody put dialed his voice mail and put it on speaker.
Yo! Broke face, you know who this is. Since, I won’t be bothering you for the next couple of days, all I wanted to tell you is, if you get Jenny pregnant, OR if you hurt her, I will fly to Louisiana and break you face. Again. ‘Kat? Thank s bye! OH yeah, don’t go in my room. It’s not necessary for you to be in there anyway.”
“See?!” Cody said.
“I told you already. If she tries to do anything stupid, I will get her before she gets to you.” I smiled.
“So?! She might still come after me.” Cody mumbled.
“No she won’t. She knows better than to go after people I’m dating.” I shrugged.
“Well she hates my guts.” Cody pouted.
“Oh Cody, she’s always hated your guts. But I still love you!” I grinned.
“Oh, gee thanks Jen.” Cody said sarcastically.
“What are you doing anyway?” I asked sitting next to him on the bed.
“Looking for shopping areas.” Cody replied.
“Why?!” I laughed.
“I need a new suit. And wrestling gear. I mean come on; we are going to be in Los Angeles!” Cody said.
“Yeah that’s true. I’m wearing Purple and Yellow for the Lakers, and Jay’s wearing Black and Purple for the LA Kings. That’s what Taylor’s doing too. But I think Taylor is wrestling in all hockey stuff.” I explained.
“Why are you wearing yellow and purple?” Cody cocked his head.
“Those are the colors for Los Angeles.” I said.
“I don’t even think I have a match on Sunday.” Cody laughed.
“I don’t think you do. But it wouldn’t hurt to be ringside for my match you know.” I suggested.
“What is your match anyway?” He asked.
“Steel Cage with the Beth and Natalya.”
“Why are you getting guy matches?” Cody thought.
“Are you really going to be sexist right now?” I glared at him.
“No, I’m just very curious.”
“Well I think the divas should have more guy matches. I mean come on; the divas hardly get TV time. Well, unlike me and Jay. We just force ourselves on TV.” I laughed.
“Yes, I have noticed that. You two don’t even have promos but yet, you make up your own.” Cody thought.
“Because, we’re cool like that.” I smirked.
“Jay’s not.” Cody shrugged.
“Wha- be nice,” I laughed “We should go do something!”
“Like what?” Cody cocked his head.
“Wanna go ride the horses?” I smirked.
“I’m bad at it though.” Cody pouted.
“It’s not that hard! If Jay can do it then I know you can.” I said.
“How long did I take her?” Cody glared.
“5 months.” I mumbled.
“Oh thanks for the pep talk.” He laughed.
“Come on!! I’ll let you ride Mac. He’s nice.” I jumped.
“Okay fine.”
“Yay!” I squealed.
Then I grabbed Cody’s hands and took his to the backyard. Because, well that’s where my horses are since I didn’t buy a barn yet. I really need to. I rode my horse, Lady, and Cody rode Mac. It was fun, till Mac started getting a little mad, then Cody was knocked off the horse.
“Are you okay?” I asked, laughing.
“This one doesn’t like me at all.” Cody groaned.
“Awe.” I smirked giving Cody a kiss.
“I love you.” Cody smiled.
“I love you too.” I smiled back.
~~~ Taylor’s POV in Los Angeles, CA ~~~
“Yo!!!!” I shouted.
“Cali! You alive?! I thought you would be dead by now.” Dashawn gasped.
“Yeah I thought that too. But I’m not. Jay got me a job in this big ass wrestling thing. I must say, I love kicking chicks’ ass every week!” I laughed.
“I bet. You tend to do that when we were in school.” Dashawn laughed.
“Yeah I know. Bitches don’t faze me at all! Speaking of bitches, where’s Peanut?” I asked looking around the place.
“25 to life.” He replied.
“What she do now?!”
“The usual.”
“What?! See what happens when you leave her alone with bongs and shit.” I laughed rolling my eyes.
“I don’t even have any of those,” Dashawn shook his head “Where’s your little boyfriend.”
“At the house. I just wanted to stop buy and give you your ticket for Sunday.” I said, going into my purse and giving him his ticket.
“Front row?” Dashawn gasped.
“Yeah. Don’t worry. Cops won’t be near you.” I laughed.
“Okay good. I hate cops.” He mumbled.
“Yeah I know. And your own dad was a cop.” I laughed.
“I hated him too.” Dashawn uttered.
“Yeah I know. He arrested me once;” I rolled my eyes “I gotta go. I’ll, catch up with you later.”
“Aight then.”
Then I left Dashawn house.
~~~ East Los Angeles ~~~
“Ma! Ma what the hell are you doing?!” I gasped, walking into the living room.
“She’s been doing this for the past 2 hours you were gone.” Dustin gagged.
“Ma, you gotta stop drooling over my boyfriend. It ain’t cute.” I rolled my eyes.
“How? I didn’t know you were dating a hockey player!” Mom jumped.
“OKAY! Ma, you got them saggy Double D’s you can’t be jumping like that.” I think I just threw up in my mouth.
“Oh hush. Did you go say hi to your brother and sister?” Mom asked.
“Ewe, why?” I groaned, sitting next to Dustin on the couch.
“Because Tyler hit me with a shoe.” Dustin laughed.
“He did wha- TYLER!” I shouted.
“The fuck you yelling for?!” Tyler said coming behind me.
“The hell you hitting Dustin with a shoe?!” I glared at Tyler.
“What the hell are you talking about? I didn’t even come down stairs till now.” Tyler cocked his head.
“Dustin!” I shouted.
“Yes.” Dustin smirked.
“You better wipe that damn smirk off your face.” I glared at him
“It’s not my fault. It was your mom’s idea to do this.” Dustin pointed.
“You know, this is so ghetto. Why the hell y’all planning shit?” I shouted.
“First of all, you won’t be using that language in my house, and secondly, you are ghetto.” Mom said.
“Oh I’m sorry mom. Uh, does this bother you? Fuck, bitch, shit, pussy, cunt, whore, hoe, slut!” I smirked.
“MOM! SHE SAID THE C WORD!” Tyler shouted.
“Nice one Taylor.” Dustin laughed.
“Don’t you have an apartment?!” Mom glared at me.
“Yes. But it’s currently being taken over by crack heads.” I laughed.
“Just like Jay’s condo?” Tyler thought.
“Yeah.” Dustin said.
“How the hell do you know that?!” I quickly turned to Dustin.
“Like I said, we New Yorker’s stay together.” Dustin nodded his head.
“You shared a same apartment with her?!!?” I shouted.
“Yes. For like 2 days though. We didn’t do anything. She was dating some Anthony kid. And plus, I didn’t want to do anything” Dustin shrugged.
“You shrugging your shoulders like you were thinking about doing something.” I cocked my head.
“But I wasn’t.” Dustin said.
“Yeah okay.” I nodded my head.
“Tay, your phone’s ringing.” Tyler said handing me my phone.
“Yeah.” I said answering the phone.
“Taylor, this is your boss. I’ve made a few changes to your little, ‘Idea’ match for Sunday.” Triple H said.
“What you are talking about?”
“Your match for Sunday. It’s now a One on One match.”
“What?! Why?!?”
“Because I was just thinking, why should Jamila be involved? She doesn’t want anything to do with you both. So like why not. Oh by the way, the stipulation would be, loser will leave Monday Night Raw.”
“Are you serious bro?! What is this?! Wasn’t she threaten out the business before?!”
“What’s going on?” Dustin asked me.
“Triple H changed my match for Sunday!”
“Look, I know you didn’t want this to happen, but come on. This needs to end. As soon as possible. Now I have to go. DON’T try anything stupid.”
“Yeah sure,” I said hanging up the phone “Fucking dick,” I rolled my eyes “I’ll be right back.”
“Where are you going?” Dustin asked me.
“Making a phone call.” I said going up to my room “Answer!”
“Hey! You’ve reached Sarah, I’m not able-“
I just hanged up the phone and called her again.
“Answer!!! If she doesn’t answer…”
“Hello!”
“Sarah! This is a 911 emergency!”
“WHAT?! What happened?! Whose hurt?!”
“My freaking career!”
“What the hell.”
“Listen to me, I know you probably posting random stuff right now, BUT! I need your help on something.”
“That something would be…?”
“I need you to interfere in my match.”
“Tay, why don’t you fight your own battles? You’ve done it before. PERFECTLY fine.”
“Yeah I know. But still. It’s going to suck. AND I must say I’m in my hometown. Why can’t you help me?!”
“Because, I’m not supposed to wrestle with a bad arm.”
“I thought you said you were cleared?”
“Yeah I thought that too. But I’m still having arm pain.”
“69!!!!”
“You weirdo.”
“Well I love you too.”
“I don’t.”
“Well now I feel unloved.”
“And you should. I gotta go, Kris is coming.”
“Uh, okay, ooVoo later?”
“Yeah, Jay’s going on right?”
“When doesn’t she?” I laughed.
“Okay, I’ll text you later to tell you when I’m getting on.”
“Okay. Bye.”
“Bye!”
Then I hanged up the phone.
“Ugh, fuck. My life.” I rolled my eyes.
“Is it safe to come in?” Dustin asked.
“Yeah I don’t care.” I sighed.
“Everything is going to be okay. Trust me, this Sunday, is a Sunday everyone in LA will be talking about.” Dustin said giving me a kiss.
“You better hope I don’t lose. Because that’s one thing I don’t want them talking about.” I pouted.
Yeah, go ahead, ruin the mood.” Dustin laughed.
“I’m sorry! But I just can’t wait till Saturday!!! I get to see my Baby Boo! We are shopping for LA Kings gear.” I grinned.
“Jay likes the LA Kings?” Dustin gasped.
“No. she’s wearing LA Kings colors for Sunday with me.” I laughed.
“You’re going to need money aren’t you?” Dustin sighed.
“Yes. But don’t worry; I can use my brother’s money. Since I’m home.” I jumped.
“Good. Because I don’t have that much money on me.” Dustin smirked.
“Oh goodie.” I rolled my eyes.
~~~ New York City, No POV ~~~
“Corey, I just hope she doesn’t hate me.” Sharp said getting all nervous.
It’s been about a month since Jamila and Sharp had last seen each other. He’s really nervous and he doesn’t want to screw this up.
“Dude, why are you freaking out?” Corey shook his head.
“Because I don’t want to fuck this up with Jamila again.” Sharp sighed.
“How is that possible when you don’t even go out with her?” Corey thought.
“I don’t know. Why are asking me questions anyway!?” Sharp cocked his head.
“You were the one asking questions.” Corey shook his head.
“I regret nothing.”
“You never do.” Corey rolled his eyes.
“Oh I regret something things though.” Sharp said.
“Like what?” Corey laughed.
“Kissing Sarah. Me and Jay had something special. You know who I blame... I blame Bieksa, he’s the reason Jay’s not talking to me.” Sharp said getting all mad.
“No, no. don’t blame him for it.” Cody shook his head.
“Why’s that rookie?!” Sharp glared.
“One, don’t call me a rookie, and two, it’s not Bieksa’s fault you kissed Sarah. It’s called, ‘going out with your ex girlfriend and having way too many drinks’ syndrome.” Corey explained.
“What the fuck?”
“Never mind. I watch too much TV.” Corey said hitting his forehead.
“Yeah I figured. I’m gonna get ready.” Sharp said rolling his eyes.
‘Don’t wear that cologne you always use.” Corey suggested.
“Why’s that?” Sharp thought.
“Because that’s the one Jamila likes. And I’m already wearing it.” Corey laughed.
“For a rookie, you are very strange.” Sharp said.
“I’m not a rookie.” Corey glared.
~~~ My POV ~~~
“Ouch stop.” I laughed.
“I rather not.” Kevin smiled.
“No seriously! You’re messing up my hair.” I laughed.
“Since when do you worry about your hair?” Kevin asked, getting off of me.
“Since, I’m in my hometown. There are a lot of things you should worry about. Like not getting mugged.” I said.
“You’ve been mugged?!” Kevin gasped.
“No. my mom did though.” I replied.
“Oh yeah I just remembered something.” Kevin said.
“What?” I asked.
“We were supposed to talk about your mom. Like after your live event.”Kevin said.
I just sighed, “I really thought you were going to forget about that.”
“Why would I?”
“Cause I just hate talking about her.” I shrugged.
“Why?” Kevin cocked his head.
“Because I do.” I rolled my eyes.
“Fine, okay. But after Summerslam, I’m serious on this one, after Summerslam, we are talking about it. Promise?” Kevin demanded.
“I promise.” I sighed.
“Good. Now why are you all dressed up? Well somewhat dressed up.” Kevin asked, looking at me from head to toe.
“Oh yeah I forgot to tell you, I’m going to the City with Crawford and Sharp.” I said.
“Oh okay, have fun.” Kevin smiled.
“W-w-wait, what’d you say!?!” I gasped.
“I said have fun.” Kevin repeated.
“You’re not going to give me ruled or anything cause I’m out to hang out with my ex?” I went bug eyes.
“No. why? Should I?” Kevin cocked his head.
“No, I’m just very curious.” I laughed.
“I trust you.” Kevin nodded.
“Awe!” I grinned, giving him a kiss.
“Don’t you smell like Vanilla?” Kevin laughed.
“It’s my perfume. The one that you like. Oh yeah I wanted to ask you, do you want to go with me?”
“Naw, I just want to relax and savior the last moments I have till I go back to Canada.” Kevin said.
“Awe don’t remind me.” I pouted.
“Don’t worry I’ll call you every day,” Kevin laughed “Now I think you should go before it gets late.”
“Okay. Don’t miss me too much.” I laughed leaving the room. “Daddy, I need money.”
“Why?”
“She’s going shopping.” Victoria laughed.
“Do you HAVE to shop when you come home?” Dad asked, getting aggravated.
“Yes.” I nodded.
“Fine.” Dad said handing me 30 bucks.
“Daddy, stop being so freaking cheap.” I glared at him.
My dad just glared at me, and gave me a couple hundred dollars.
“Thank you.” I jumped.
“You’re walking?” Victoria stopped me.
“Yeah. It’s not far.”
“What if you get mugged!?” Dad gasped.
“Yeah, dad, assume the worse.” I rolled my eyes leaving.
“Have fun!” Victoria shouted.
“I will,” I shouted back “This should be fun.”
~~~ Corey’s apartment ~~~
“Open the door!” I banged on the door.
“We do have a doorbell.” Sharp laughed opening up the door.
“So?” I rolled my eyes.
“It’s not hard to push the button so it can make a ‘ding-dong’ sound.” Sharp shook his head.
“Oh well that sucks. I should kick you in your ding dong.” I rolled my eyes walking in.
“Oh Jay, come right in.” Sharp faked smiled.
“Crawford! Come on. You asked to hang out and you’re not even ready!” I groaned.
“I am ready. I’m eating food.” Corey laughed.
“You are so weird.” I shook my head.
“You dated me.” Corey laughed.
“CORRECTION, Spring-Fling. And plus, if I knew you were a hockey player, I wouldn’t of done anything.” I smirked.
“Well that hurt.” Corey pouted touching his heart.
“I’m sorry.” I said.
“Oh I thought you would be bringing someone with you.” Sharp thought.
“Yeah I thought that too. I was going to bring Heather, but I changed my mind.” I shrugged.
“Why’s that?” Sharp cocked his head.
“I have my reasons,” I rolled my eyes “What’s that… what’s that smell?”
“My cologne.” Corey smirked.
“Why do you have that on?” I laughed.
“Because, I gotta a feeling that tonight’s gonna be a good night.” Corey said.
“What are you? The missing Black Eye Peas member? Gosh can we leave already?” I rolled my eyes.
“I’m waiting on you guys.” Sharp laughed,
I just rolled my eyes and went into the car. I took the backseat because I didn’t want them bothering me during the whole drive. The drive is about 20-45 minutes. It felt a little bit longer because of the traffic. That’s the main thing about NYC, the traffic. There’s no way you can escape it. I was in the back listening to music on my phone since I forgot my iPod at home, which really made me mad, but thank goodness I have my phone. Anyway, I felt like today was going to be interesting and annoying t the same time. Because we did a house show here recently at MSG so let’s hope no one knows who I am. I came to have fun, not get swarm by crazed fans. Which, I must say, can see that happening. I think we should have asked for a body guard or something, I would have been happy.
“Jamila! Wake up!” Sharp said shaking my shoulder.
“I’m sleeping you fucktard.” I rolled my eyes.
“Well damn, language.” Corey gasped.
“Wow, you remind me of Taylor’s mom.” I groaned.
“Oh well, that’s nice, I remind you of a girl… very, very nice.” Corey rolled his eyes.
“I’m sorry.” I laughed.
“Since when do you apologize?!” Sharp gasped.
“When you cheated on me in Canada.” I answered quickly.
“Oh… burn.” Corey mumbled.
“Oh my god! Corey! I just remembered something!” I jumped, getting out the car.
“What?” Corey said.
“I met another Corey! But his name is spelled C-O-R-Y. He’s a ginger!”
“You mean that backup goalie for the Canucks?!” Corey gasped.
“Yes. Him.” I nodded.
“What makes him so special!?” Sharp shook his head.
“He doesn’t have an “E” in his name.” I smirked.
“Wow that’s it?” Corey rolled his eyes.
“He’s a ginger too!” I shouted.
“That’s it?!” Sharp cocked his head.
“He’s American.” I said.
“We’re Canadian.” Corey and Sharp said simultaneous.
“CORECTION! Corey, your FRENCH Canadian. Hah, funny story, I remember I was having this conversation with Kat-” Then Corey stopped me.
“That I looked Asian?” Corey finished me.
“Yes. How’d you know?!” I laughed.
“You say some pretty messed up things when you’re drunk.” Sharp whispered.
I gasped, “Do I really?!”
“Yes. Yes you do.” Sharp nodded his head.
“Ugh, you two wait out here, I’m getting a bagel and some iced tea.” I rolled my eyes.
“What you’re not getting us anything?!” Corey gasped.
“You guys got money?” I cocked my head.
“Yes.” Sharp nodded.
“Well look at that! You guys can buy your own food.” I laughed going into the bagel shop.
“How may I- oh my god.” The cashier gasped.
“What?” I shook my head.
“Your!”
“Yes, I’m her.” I rolled my eyes.
“Can I get an autograph?!” He asked. He started shaking is his and stuff, started to scare me a little bit.
“Can I get my bagel and iced tea first? I’m kinda hungry.” I said.
“S-s-s-sure.” He stuttered, getting my bagel and iced tea.
“Thanks.” I said giving him the money, and signing a piece of napkin. I don’t know why a napkin when he had paper right next to him. But oh well.
“Come again!” He shouted.
“Stay in school kid.” I winked and left.
“Had fun?” Corey asked, smiling.
“Yes actually. I think I almost made a 17 year old pee his pants.” I cocked my head.
“Well that’s very fascinating.” Sharp laughed.
“Trust me; you don’t even want to know HALF the story.” I laughed.
“We might as well get going before it gets too late.” Corey suggested.
“Oh! I know this hockey store like, 30 blocks from here!” I jumped.
“So are you going to direct us or do we have to find it ourselves?” Sharp asked, getting all smart.
“Don’t get smart,” I rolled my eyes “I should make you find it yourself.”
“Well that wouldn’t be good.” Corey thought.
“Exactly. So tell your little buddy here to stop talking.” I said walking away.
~~~ 5 Hours later ~~~
I was so exhausted. I really thought when I got home; I was going to rush myself to bed. But I didn’t, shockingly; I just went into the kitchen and started stuffing my face with Victoria’s lasagna. I swear the best lasagna ever. Then I took a shower and started bothering Kevin a little bit.
“Kevin!!” I shouted softly.
“Yes.” Kevin answered.
“Aren’t you hungry?” I thought.
“I already ate. I’m full. I never knew Victoria could cook.” Kevin laughed.
“I didn’t either. Till one day I came home one day from school, and I saw her cooking, I thought she was going to burn down the kitchen. Or the food. If I have to eat burnt food… I will get mad.” I said.
“You act like you never burnt food before.” Kevin glared.
“Okay, that was an accident.” I pointed.
“Wait, wait, what’s today?” Kevin gasped.
“Uh, Friday I think? Why?” I asked.
“I’m supposed to call Coach V and tell him to get me a plane for Monday!” Kevin gasped.
“Do you have to do that right now?” I pouted.
“Yes I do. Unfortunately.” Kevin shook his head.
“I will be forever alone.” I mumbled.
“Well I won’t say that Jay.” Kevin laughed.
“I’m saying that!” I rolled my eyes.
“Look like I said, I will call you when I land, before I sleep, when I wake up, and when practice is over.” Kevin said.
“Damn, you have all of this planned out.” I laughed.
“I really don’t I just wanted to see a smile on your face.” Kevin smirked.
“Jerk.” I laughed.
“Babes!” Victoria shouted.
“Yeah! I’ll be right back.” I said running downstairs.
“Don’t be too long.” Kevin said.
“I won’t,” I shouted “Yeah Vicky?”
“Some Marc-Andre is on the phone.” She said.
“Who?”
“Uh, he said you’ll know him as ‘Flower’.” Vicky cocked her head.
“OH! Why is he calling…? Why are people calling each other today?” I rolled my eyes.
“You better hurry up and talk to him. I don’t money to waste on long distance.” Dad groaned.
“You bug too much.” I rolled my eyes. “Hello?”
“Is this Jamila?” Fleury
“Yes.”
“Okay, I was wondering if you know any places in Pittsburgh to have fun.”
“You’re calling me, at 9 in the afternoon… to ask me, where to have fun? Boy aren’t you supposed to be on a plane or something?!”
“Well, yeah. That’s where I am right now. I asked you because Sharp said-” I cut him off
“Wait! Sharp gave you MY number? Son of a bitch.”
“Okay no name calling.”
“Like you never cursed in your life.”
“That one time, it slipped!”
“Yeah okay.”
“Jay, Sarah and them are waiting on you.” Kevin said coming halfway down the steps.
“I gotta go.”
“Okay. But I still need an answer.”
“Google a place. You lazy ass.”
“Whatever. Bye.” Fleury laughed then hanged up.
“Who was that?” Kevin asked.
“Fleury.” I rolled my eyes.
“Why is he calling you?” Kevin asked.
“Because he wanted to find a ‘fun’ place in Pittsburg. I don’t even live in Pittsburg.” I shook my head.
“What part?” Kevin cocked his head.
“Dover.” Victoria laughed.
“Oh.”
“Yeah. The never liked it there. But I still met some cool people. Now let’s go! We have people to talk to. Night you guys!” I said to my dad and Victoria.
“Night babes! Use protection.” Victoria shouted.
“Don’t do anything disgusting!” Dad shouted too.
“You two are messed up.” I mumbled rolling my eyes going upstairs with Kevin.
“I swear I think my head looks 10 times bigger when I’m on ooVoo.” Taylor thought.
“No, that’s your natural head size.” Kat snapped.
“Well that’s nice of you.” Taylor rolled her eyes.
“Wow, how long?” I asked Sarah.
“Two minutes. New record.” Sarah laughed.
“BABY BOO! How was your day with Sharpie and Crawford?” Taylor asked.
“Fine actually. I got some new gear. Like purple and black sneakers for Sunday.” I asked.
“Ewe why Purple and black?” Kristen gagged.
“LA Kings colors. AND Purple is like the 1 out of 3 colors of California. I think.” I shrugged.
“Oh I see what you guys are doing.” Kat shook her head.
“Why are you shaking your head?” Sarah laughed.
“Because they are having a LA Kings theme for Sunday.” Kat shook her head again.
“Hey! I wore black and red when we were in Chicago.” I rolled my eyes.
“No you didn’t.” Kristen laughed.
“Yeah I did!” I nodded.
“Where then?!” Sarah gasped.
“On my attire.” I smirked.
“Smart ass.” Kristen rolled my eyes.
“At least I answered your question.”
“He killed her!!” Sarah shouted.
“WHO??” Taylor gasped.
“Oh no I’m watching Law and Order.” Sarah laughed.
“God I hate cops.” Taylor rolled her eyes.
“Guys I think we shout become officers to bug Taylor, and pull her over all the time.” I laughed.
“You know I think that’s a great idea!” Kat smirked.
“You guys are horrible.” Taylor rolled her eyes.
“We love you too Taylor.” Kristen said.
“Well I don’t love you guys back!” Taylor shouted.
“Wait did you tell Jamila what’s going to happen on Sunday?” Sarah thought.
“What’s happening on Sunday?” I asked.
“Oh yeah, you’re in one match now.” Taylor started.
“Yes!” I jumped.
“Yeah but she might leave RAW though.” Sarah added.
“WHAT?!” I gasped.
“Yeah! That’s what I said. Triple H was like; ‘The loser must leave Monday Night Raw’ I was so pissed! Like I can’t go to a show that’s like over rated! And I’m talking about that Smackdown show.” Taylor exclaimed.
“Don’t worry nothing bad is going to happen.” I shrugged.
“You’re going to help me?!!” Taylor grinned.
“I said nothing bad is going to happen. I never said I was going to help you.” I shook my head.
“Thank you.” Taylor said, sarcastically.
“Taylor are we meeting you at the airport tomorrow?” Kristen asked.
“No I’m meeting you at the park.” Taylor smirked.
“Oh what park?!” Kat gasped.
“See that tells you how much you pay attention.” I laughed
“I am paying attention! Half of the time…” Kat mumbled.
“Oh yeah, HALF of the time.” Sarah nodded her head.
“Shut up…” Kat glared.
“Yo what time is it?” I asked.
“10:30” Kevin said.
“10:30!” Kristen shouted
“9:30.” Kat and Sarah said.
“7:30.” Taylor said.
“Well damn, I was asking Kevin, but thanks for the, other states times.” I rolled my eyes.
“Well how we’re we suppose to know it was a rhetorical question?!” Sarah rolled her head.
“Did you really just roll your head?” Kat gasped.
“Yes. And I will do it again!” Sarah said rolling her head again.
“Don’t do that, you’ll get yourself whiplash.” Taylor laughed.
“Why don’t you all just shut up?” Kristen glared.
“Well someone is in a bad mood.” I said.
“I am actually! Punk ate my last cookie and I’m starving!”
“Sarah do you have a cookie?” Taylor laughed.
“Yes. But, they are my cookies. Sarah doesn’t share food.” Sarah glared.
“SELFISH!” She shouted.
“Yeah, Kristen, I will reach through my computer and hand you a cookie.” Sarah said sarcastically.
“Holy crap! Is that possible?!” Kat gasped.
“Really… how lost are you in this conversation?” Taylor laughed.
“Uh, last thing I heard was…. Sarah rolling her head.” Kat thought.
“Wow, you’re far behind.” I laughed.
“I’m sorry! I’m watching this great TV show and I’m like eating at the same time.” Kat mumbled.
“See, everyone is eating but me.” Kristen rolled her eyes.
“I’m not eating.” I said.
“At least someone loves me!” Kristen stuck her tongue out.
“Naw, I’m joking, I’m eating Vicky’s lasagna.” I laughed.
“You butch!” Kristen shouted.
“What the hell is a butch?” Taylor cocked her head.
“A male bitch.” Kat laughed.
“Oh yeah, you son of a butch! Yeah I think that’s gonna carry on for the next 2 hours or so.” Sarah laughed.
“Oh my garsh! What if people start using it!?” I gasped.
“What are the odds of people going around LA saying ‘butch’ to random people.” Taylor cocked her head.
“Uh, 1 in a million?” I shrugged.
“Well, no. it’s 4 out of a million.” Taylor laughed.
“I am not using that word all over LA so don’t make me 4 out of a million. Make me like the millions.” Kat thought.
“Mood spoiler.” I rolled my eyes.
“Good!” Kat smirked.
“Sarah!” I shouted.
“What?” Sara said.
“What the hell is that behind you?” I gasped.
“The wall.” Kristen laughed.
“No one asked you!” I glared at her.
“Oh, it’s another spider.” Sarah shrugged.
“Kill it! Don’t just leave it there.” Taylor jumped.
“Naw, I wanna keep it there to scare Kris.” Sarah laughed.
“That is not even right.” Kat shook her head.
“Well, I threw one over the balcony earlier.” Sarah said.
“SARAH YOU KILLER!” Kristen shouted.
“I didn’t kill it. I threw it.” Sarah repeated.
“That’s still killing.” I laughed.
“No, stepping on it with a shoe is killing. Throwing it over a balcony is saving it.” Sarah nodded.
“Wait, you wanted to see if it’ll land on someone’s head?” Taylor thought.
“Yes.”
“Did it?!” Taylor gasped.
“No.” Sarah sighed.
“I swear I have some weird friends.” I mumbled.
“You wanna mumbled that a little louder Jamila!” Kat smirked.
“Naw I’m good.” I laughed.
“That’s what I thought.” Kat glared.
“Guys it’s like 11/8/10 and we aren’t in bed!” Kristen gasped.
“Why do we need to be in bed?” I asked looking at her weird.
“Because, if you guys are late coming at the airport you’re going to go to my house, by yourself, with no directions.” Taylor laughed.
“WHY are we going to your house?!” I groaned.
“Because, my mom said all the hotels are booked for this weekend. Go figure.” Taylor shrugged.
“Well, then I think that’s a sign Summerslam is going to be huge this year!” I jumped.
“I hope not. I mean, since MiTB I haven’t been able to stretch my knee like how I used too.” Kat sighed.
“Well that sounds a little nasty…” Sarah gagged.
“Not that way you prev. That’s what you get for doing 450’s off the top of ladders.” Taylor smirked.
“I regret nothing.” Kat looked away.
“You never do.” Kristen laughed.
“What the hell, Jay whose big head is that?” Taylor gasped.
“One, his head isn’t big and 2, it’s Kevin’s head.” I laughed.
“Wait aren’t you home?” Kat asked.
“No, I’m outside.” I said.
“Don’t get smart, but anyway get Jamar!” Kat shouted.
“Ewe, no.” I rolled my eyes.
“JAMAR! JAMAR!” Kat yelled.
Then I put my laptop on mute, but it was too late.
“Yes.” Jamar said coming into my room.
“Dammit! Here” I shouted, giving him my laptop.
“Why are you giving me your laptop and why is Kat waving like she’s having a spaz?” Jamar cocked his head.
“Oh take it off of mute.” I laughed.
“Hi Jamar!” Kat shouted.
“Hello ladies.” Jamar smirked.
“Don’t try that Jamar, they aren’t single.” I laughed.
“Damn.” Jamar whispered.
“Are you coming to Summerslam tomorrow?” Taylor asked.
“Yeah, just me, Victoria and my dad.” Jamar replied.
“Wait, why can’t Jacinta come?”
“Because she’s working and, well she gave the ticket to mom.” Jamar said.
“WHAT THE FUCK FOR?!” I shouted, getting mad.
“Because mom’s here. In the living room.” Jamar said.
“You gotta be kidding me.” I said getting out of bed and running downstairs.
“Oh hi Jamila.” Mom smirked.
“What the hell are you doing here?!” I shouted.
“I came home. Since I heard you were in town.” Mom shrugged.
“FROM WHO?!”
“Jacinta.” She replied.
“You- why the- WHY did she tell you that?!”
“Because your mom wanted to see you for the first time, live.” Victoria said, trying to calm me down.
“Whatever. I hope you miss your fucking flight tomorrow.” I rolled my eyes, going back upstairs.
“How’d it go?” Kevin asked me.
“Don’t worry about it. Give me my computer.” I said looking at Jamar.
“Here Damn.” Jamar rolled his eyes and left my room.
“Guys I’m going to bed. See you tomorrow.” I said, logging out of ooVoo and turning off my computer.
“Why are you upset all of a sudden?” Kevin uttered.
“Because! My mom is going to be at Summerslam tomorrow and I can’t even believe, no one told me she was here!”
“What’s so bad about your mom seeing you tomorrow?” Kevin asked.
“She never liked the things I did!” I yelled.
“Come on, maybe if you went to bed, you’ll feel better in the morning.” Kevin suggested.
“Trust me, I won’t.” I rolled my eyes.
“Did you take your meds?”
“No.”
“Go take them.”
“Sure, dad.” I rolled my eyes.
“I love you too.” Kevin laughed.
“Go to bed.” I shook my head.
~~~ The Next Morning ~~~
This morning sucks, my mom is here, my brother is acting like an ass, and my dad and Jamar are yelling. For no apparent reason, and I’m really annoyed. I woke up Kevin because we are supposed to be at the airport in 3 hours, and the drive is about 2 hours. Depending on the cab driver you have. I was already ready. That tends to happen when you don’t get enough sleep. I went downstairs, where Victoria was cooking some breakfast. Oh how I miss home cook meals.
“Whatcha making?” I asked sitting on the stool.
“Your favorite; Cheesy eggs, pancakes, waffles and sausages.” Victoria smiled.
“Oh god I love you!” I jumped.
“You better eat it before its cold.” Mom said.
I just ignored her.
“Where’s Kevin?” Dad asked.
“He’s upstairs brushing his teeth.” I replied.
“Who’s Kevin?” Mom asked.
“No one you should be concerned about.” I rolled my eyes.
“Why can’t you be nice?” Dad asked getting mad.
“Dad, she’s never nice.” Jamar shook his head.
“Yeah that tells you how much you know your daughter daddy.” I laughed.
“Are you cooking?” Kevin asked smelling the food from where he is.
“No, I don’t cook for people.” I smirked.
“I did.” Victoria smiled.
“Lasagna, pancakes, eggs, and sausages? Wow!” Kevin said going bug eyes.
“Well you better hurry up and eat. We gotta leave for the airport.”
“What type of eggs are these?” Kevin asked, having a weird look on his face.
“Oh they have cheese in them. Jay loves those types of eggs.” Jamar said.
“Since when do you like cheese in your eggs?” Kevin asked me.
“There are a lot of things I haven’t told you Kevin.” I laughed.
After like 30 minutes of goofing around, I told everyone, except my mom, to don’t be late for Summerslam. My dad drove Kevin and I to the airport, which where I caught up with Heather and some dude she had with him. I didn’t pay attention to them, I just kept walking. Till Kevin and his dumb self started arguing with some Rangers and Islanders fans. Like come on Kevin, your rival is the Blackhawks. Not them. I was like just standing there tapping my foot for like 5 minutes, because the fans were like stupid at this point. Because Kevin had coffee with him, and Kevin plus coffee equals crazy, hyped up Kevin. Which is what I don’t need at this point, not to sound selfish, but it’s true. Kevin and I boarded the plane, Heather and the guy she was with saw Kevin, but not me because well, I was hiding my face the whole time. I don’t want her telling me about the match on Sunday.
~~~ Kat’s POV at the Los Angeles airport ~~~
“Well damn how did you guys get here so fast?” Taylor asked, approving Kane, Sarah, Kris and I.
“Because we left earlier.” Sarah said.
“Oh that’s wonderful. Did Jamila leave yet?” Taylor asked.
“Yeah, she just texted me saying her flight is taking off right now.” Sarah said.
“Oh my god you communicate with her?” Kris gasped.
“Yes, why is that a problem?” Sarah cocked her head.
“Yes! She’s mean as fuck!” Kane shouted.
“No she’s not.” Sarah laughed.
“This is coming from a girl who she started hating, when she met you.” Kane cocked his head.
“Do you wanna get slapped, bitch?” Sarah said rolling her eyes.
“No I’m good.” Kane said moving behind me.
“God, you’re a wimp.” I mumbled.
“No, she’s trying to kill me.” Kane stuttered.
“Anyway! Tay, where are we going before we get dropped off at your house.” Kris asked.
“First, it’s Taylor. Second, the GUYS are staying home. The chicas are going to go shopping.” Then Taylor looked at my jersey.
“You have GOT to be kidding me… this is NOT Chicago Kat!” Taylor shouted.
“So?” I shrugged my shoulders laughing.
“People here, don’t like them Blackhawks.” Taylor glared.
“But you do.” Sarah laughed.
“Burn.” Kane and Kris mumbled.
“Yeah, I never said I was a fan.” Taylor cocked her head.
“I gotta pee.” I announced.
“Well that’s appropriate to announce to the public.” Sarah laughed.
“At least I didn’t yell it. I was about to, but I changed my mind.” I laughed.
~~~ 5 hours later still Kat’s POV ~~~
“GOD DAMMIT!” Someone shouted from the gate.
We all jumped to figure out what the noise was, and of course, it was Jammy. Laying face first on the floor, only she would fall out the gate.
“How did she fall?” I sighed walking over to Jamila and Kevin.
“I stepped with the wrong foot.” Jamila laughed.
~~~ My POV ~~~
“How the hell is that possible?” Kane asked, laughing at me.
“How the hell is it possible that you still have nuts?” I snapped back.
“Okay, enough of that.” Sarah glared at me and Kane.
“Starbucks?” Taylor asked.
“Yes! Please!” I smiled, while Taylor was handing me a vanilla frap.
“Did you come with Heather?” Sarah asked.
“Err, yes, but we didn’t have the same seats. I was first class.” I replied.
“Did you at least talk to her while you were home?” Kat shook her head.
“Yes. For like 5 minutes. What the hell is this 20 questions or something?” I was getting mad.
“We can make it 20 questions.” Taylor laughed.
“HEY GUYS!!” Heather shouted running towards us.
“Oh god.” Taylor mumbled rolling her eyes.
“Who are we missing?” Kevin asked.
“Jenny, Cody, Kristen and Punk.” Sarah said.
“Who the fuck are you?” I said looking at the dude Heather brought.
“Can you be nice?” Heather rolled her eyes.
“No. and I wasn’t talking to you, I was talking to this dude. Now who the hell are you?” I said again.
“Oh I’m Tom. Tom Felton.” He said extending his hand for a handshake.
“No I don’t shake hands. And you’re not James Bond. Don’t do that.” I rolled my eyes.
“Why are you so mean?” Heather shouted.
“Didn’t you hear? She doesn’t like new people! Fucktard…” Taylor rolled her eyes.
“You know we can go back home…” Punk whispered to Kristen.
“Go home then.” I said turning around.
“Okay, you need a walk.” Kevin said pulling my arm.
“Are you- are you serious right now? Why are you pulling my arm?” I yelled.
“Taylor get her bags.” Kevin demanded.
“You do know kidnapping is against the law right?” I said. But Taylor and Kevin were ignoring me. “I HAVE TO PEE!” I shouted so they can hear me.
“Do you really?” Taylor gasped.
“No, I was trying to get your atten- OH MY GOD!” I shouted, looking over at the entrance door.
“What?” Kevin raised his eyebrow.
“DASHAWN!” I yelled running over to him.
“YO! Dimples!” Dashawn shouted.
“Boy you know I ain’t got no dimples,” I laughed “What are you doing here?”
“Tay texted me saying that someone she doesn’t like is here.” He explained.
“You really texted Day-Day… to tell him that Heather is here. What the hell is wrong with you?”
“Yes I did. I do need back-up so I don’t hurt her early.” Taylor smiled.
“You are unbelievable.” I shook my head.
“Oh hey, Jenny’s here.” Kristen said walking over to me.
“Where?!” I gasped.
“Err, over there I think? I’m not positive though.” Kristen laughed.
“Thanks for the directions” I rolled my eyes “Can you let go of my arm?”
“No.” Kevin laughed, then he let go of my arm.
“Jen!” I shouted.
“What?” Jenny said right behind me. I jumped. I really thought I was going to have a heart attack or something.
“Why are you shaking?” Jenny cocked her head.
“Because you scared the shit out of me!” I said still shaking.
“Well, you gonna have to calm down. Oh speaking of scaring, why did you leave Cody that voice mail?” Jenny glared.
“I didn’t leave him any voice mail!” I lied.
“Yeah you did. He let me listen to it.” Jenny growled.
“You idiot.” I said looking at Cody when he came to us.
“Come on. My mom’s gonna be on our case if we aren’t there in like 20 minutes.” Taylor said.
“Isn’t the drive like 45 minutes though?” I asked.
“Yes. But this cabby we have is a fast driver.” Taylor laughed.
“Why didn’t you drive your car?” Sarah asked.
“Because…. Okay to make a long story short, I ran over a cat and I refuse to drive. In some areas of Los Angeles.” Taylor mumbled.
“YOU HORRIBLE PERSON!” Kristen shouted.
“I’ve been called worse.” Taylor rolled her eyes.
“Well then we should go before, we can’t have time to hang out and stuff!” I said.
~~~ Taylor’s house ~~~
“RACHEL!!!” I shouted running up to Taylor’s mom.
“Girl after 10 years I still don’t like you.” Rachel gagged.
“Well no one likes you either.” I rolled my eyes.
“I CALL TOP BUNK!” Kat shouted.
“Oh my garsh, you still have those bunk beds?” I laughed looking at Taylor.
“You know I have family.” Taylor laughed.
“Oh, oh I see now.” I nodded my head.
“We have at least 5 guest rooms, so choice wisely.” Taylor said.
“Why do we have to choose wisely?” Heather asked.
“Bitch this is my house you can sleep outside.” Taylor snapped.
“TAYLOR!” Sarah and I shouted.
“Just sayin’.” Taylor said.
“You need… to calm down, or your staying home for Summerslam. You got me?” I said softly. Taylor just nodded her head.
“You two need to settle this little feud. It’s really annoying.” Kat rolled her eyes.
“No.” Taylor rolled her eyes going upstairs.
“Rachel do you have any food?” I groaned.
“Yeah, in the fridge and pantry. Where all the other foods are.” Rachel said getting smart.
“You’re lucky your Taylor’s mom.” I rolled my eyes.
“Here” Kevin said handing me a pack of jolly ranchers.
“OH MY GOD I LOVE YOU! What the hell…” I said glaring at Sarah.
“You’re sharing this!” Sarah smirked.
“No I’m not! Go get your own food! You heard Rachel, it’s in the pantry! Where ever that is.” I laughed.
~~~ Taylor’s POV ~~~
“WHY must I have annoying friends?!” I groaned.
“Because you love them anyway.” Dustin laughed.
“That doesn’t make any sense.” I rolled my eyes.
“So? At least you answered a pointless statement.” Dustin smirked.
“Whatever Dustin.” I shook my head.
“Look, you need to find a way to make up with Heather.” Dustin thought.
“What the hell for?”
“Because your fights are like Tom and Jerry. But the difference is you both TALK while fighting.” Dustin explained.
“Yeah but, we don’t use pots and pans.” I rolled my eyes.
“Look, you both either going to make up after Summerslam, OR-” I stopped Dustin.
“Or what? What are YOU going to do about it?!”
“Not bring you to hockey fest with me.” Dustin said.
“NO!” I pouted.
“You either do it. Or no hockey fest.” Then Dustin left the room.
“This bitch…” I mumbled.
~~~ My POV at Summerslam! ~~~
“Oh I love the purple and black!” I jumped.
“I don’t see why you’re wearing that...” Kat shrugged.
“Get off my fucking case aight?” I rolled my eyes.
“Okay, chill.” Kat said.
“I’m leaving.” I shook my head, going to the entrance ramp to go talk to people.
Yeah I wasn’t planning on going out to the audience to start talking to Kevin but I changed my end, and did it anyway. Everyone thought the show was starting but it wasn’t because the stage crew was still trying to get things together. I grabbed a chair and placed it next to Kevin, but like on the other side of the barricade. People next to him were trying to get my picture and autograph and stuff. But since I was nice (but I’m not) at that very moment, I just started signing and taking pictures till I told them I don’t want to do anymore, I need to have a conversation with my boyfriend before I leave.
“Are you having fun?” Kevin asked.
“No not really.” I pouted.
“Oh stop pouting! You have a steel cage match tonight! You should be excited!” Kevin said, trying to cheer me up.
“Well, I’m not ready for it. I’m not in that hyped mood yet.” I sighed.
“Why? Are you pregnant?” Kevin gasped.
“What no! I just wish someone was here with me right now, but he can’t.” I sighed again.
“Who?” Kevin cocked his head.
“Don’t worry about him.” I shook my head.
“Oh okay, your phones ringing by the way.” Kevin said.
“Yeah I know.” I smirked.
“Oh look, you smiled!” Kevin clapped.
“No, that was a smirk. Not a smile.” I pointed, and then checked my phone.
“I hope you have fun tonight at Summerslam. I know you gave me a ticket, but I am so very sorry I couldn’t make it. But I’ll be watching on T.V. cheering for you. Good luck tonight. I know we aren’t dating but I’m going to say it anyway, good luck, I love you <3 –Sharp”
“Oh god.” I gasped, almost looking like I was about to cry I don’t know why though.
“What?” Kevin asked.
“N-Nothing. I gotta go; I’ll see you when my match starts.” I said giving Kevin a kiss and running back up the ramp, then running into my locker room where Jenny was.
“Jenny!” I yelled.
“Yes young grasshopper.” Jenny smiled.
“Gra- okay never mind, look at this text.” I said throwing her my phone.
“PLEASE don’t tell me you did something stupid when you were with Sharp and that Crawford dude.” Jenny begged.
“I didn’t I swear!”
“Are you lying?”
“Why would I lie to you? Jen, I can’t deal with this right now.” I sighed.
“See what happens when you date hockey players?” Jenny shook her head.
“Don’t give me grief about that.” I rolled my eyes.
“Look, you need to other end whatever the hell you have with Sharp, before Kevin finds out.” Jenny thought.
“Yeah but here’s the thing, I don’t have anything with Sharp! NOTHING!” I yelled.
“Then why is he telling you that he loves you?” Jenny cocked her head.
“I DON’T KNOW!”
“Okay for starters, you gotta stop yelling, and second don’t worry about it. He’s not here. It’s not like he’s going to randomly fly to Los Angeles.”Jenny shook her head.
“Yeah, I think he’s Canada or something. But if he is, I have a friend, Megan that can keep him company.” I laughed.
“See, I don’t know why you worry so much.”
“I don’t worry. I just hyperventilate.” I smirked.
“Do you even know what that means?” Jenny laughed.
“Yes I do actually, it’s the state-” Then Jenny cut me off.
“Just stop right there. When you started with ‘It’s the state’ then you’re already wrong.” Jenny laughed.
“Shut up.” I glared at her.
“Company?” Jenny and I heard from the door.
“Yeah come in.” Jenny said.
“Sorry, I just came to get something.” Why does that voice sound familiar?
“Anthony?” I thought, turning around.
“Yes.” Anthony said.
“What are you doing here?” I asked.
“Didn’t you hear?! He just came to get something.” Jenny mocked.
“Rhetorical question you asshole.” I rolled my eyes.
“Don’t get snippy with me Jay.” Jenny glared.
“Snippy. Such a funny word.” I laughed.
“Are you ready for your match that’s like in 15 minutes.” Anthony asked.
“No, not really.” I sighed.
“And why’s that?” Anthony cocked his head.
“There’s a reason for that. And I’m not answering.” I rolled my eyes.
“Same old Jamila…” Anthony laughed.
“Bitch I ain’t old.” I rolled my eyes.
“YO! Party people!” Taylor shouted walking into the room.
“Nice entrance.” I shook my head.
“Thank you.” Taylor smirked.
“Oh god.” Anthony rolled his eyes.
“EW! It’s country boy!” Taylor gagged.
“Be nice.” I said rolling my eyes.
“No. He’s your EX boyfriend. I think I can be mean to him whenever I want.” Taylor nodded her head.
“Whatever knock yourself out. But watch out, Jenny’s behind you.” I laughed.
“What? Child I don’t care about “it”.” Jenny gagged.
“OH! And I don’t care about broke face! HA IN YOUR FACE Jenny!” I jumped.
“Am I missing something?”Anthony asked.
“No, don’t worry about it.” I laughed looking at Jenny.
“Don’t you have a match to get ready for?” Jenny glared.
“Uh yeah… that’s with you stupid.” I shook my head.
“NO!” Taylor shouted.
“What?”
“I left my good sneakers at home!” Taylor groaned.
“Since when someone can have good sneakers?” Anthony cocked his head.
“They are her good sneakers because those sneakers she wore those when she went to her first LA Kings game.” I explained.
“HOW the hell can you have sneakers that are too small for your feet?!” Jenny shook her head.
“No like I keep them in my bag for good luck.” Taylor said.
“Taylor you’re on in 10.” The stage guy said.
“Ugh, I’m gonna go and get ready.” Taylor rolled her eyes.
“Good luck lover.” I smiled.
“I’ll try too.” Taylor whined.
“I’m gonna go and see what everyone else is doing. I’ll catch up with you guys later.” I said.
“Okay! I’ll meet you at the curtains.” Jenny said.
“If I make it in time.” I laughed leaving the room and wondering aimlessly, till I got a phone call. Really… when I decided to walk you’re going to bother me.
“Hello?”
“Hey you.” Sharp said.
“Really, you’re going to talk to me like that?”
“Well Hey Jamila. Are you happy now?”
“Peachy.”
“Good! Did you get my text?”
“Yeah I did. I’m kinda lost about half of it.”
“Don’t worry about it; I don’t even know what I typed.”
Yeah he’s lying. “I bet you don’t. I gotta go.” I said hanging up the phone and going into Kristen’s locker room.
“No one invited you.” Kat looked at me.
“Well that sucks for you now doesn’t it?” I rolled my eyes.
“Gosh first Heather and Taylor fighting now you two?! I’m surprised you and Jenny never gotten into a fight yet.” Sarah shrugged.
“No one tells you things huh?” I thought.
“No not really.” Sarah laughed shaking her head.
“Yeah I figured.” I nodded my head.
“OH MY GOSH!” Kristen shouted.
“What?!” I jumped.
“Do you still have the mini fridge in your locker room?” Kristen gasped.
“Yes. Why?” I cocked my head.
“Because she’s hungry.” Sarah laughed.
“When aren’t you hungry?” I uttered.
“When I’m full…?” Kristen cocked her head.
“Rhetorical question!” I laughed.
“Rhetorical answer!” Kristen stuck her tongue out.
“Guys I want a rocking chair.” Sarah thought. Randomly.
“Bro, your 26. You have about 30 something years left till you can have one.” I laughed.
“OMG I want a hover ‘round!” Kristen gasped.
“Can you all shut the fuck up?!” Kat stood.
“The fuck is your problem.” I rolled my eyes.
“Kane! You know what, I don’t need to discuss it you.” Kat said getting mad at me.
“Whatever.” I uttered.
“Uh, let’s just get back to the divas match…” Sarah said trying to break the awkwardness.
So that’s what we did, watched Heather vs. Taylor on the big screen. At this point, Heather is like dominating right now and Taylor is nowhere near getting the upper hand. Until maybe when Taylor counted Heather’s finisher and put her in a submission move. Taylor’s submission moves are like rough. And Taylor is just using all her strength on Heather right now. This match has been 15 minutes long. Heather’s been in Taylor’s submission for about a minute. Till Heather officially tapped. I have never heard the crowd cheer, and yes cheer, for Taylor, even though she’s a heel. This feels like Chicago all over again. I can see from the audience, Kris, Dashawn, Kane, Dustin, and Kevin was all standing, Tom was sitting. I can see that the LA Kings, like the whole team, was there too supporting Taylor. I was shocked this all ended like this. Then the unthinkable happened.
“Is she?” Kat thought.
“No way!” Sarah gasped.
“What the hell?!” Kristen went bug eyes.
“OH MY GARSH!”
We were all surprised at what Taylor just did. She shook hands with Heather and hugged. Either, I’m drunk as hell or this is probably part of their feud. This is really confusing.
“”Guys I gotta go.” I said still speechless walking over the door, running into my locker room getting my belt and meeting Jenny at the curtains.
“Ready?” Jenny asked.
“Y-y-yeah.” I stuttered.
“Are you nervous?” Jenny asked.
“Yes I am. I haven’t been in LA in forever and its odd coming here being heel.” I sighed.
“If Taylor can do it, I think you can too.” Jenny said.
“I hope.” I shrugged.
But before we left to go out, we were stopped by the stage guy.
“What!” I shouted.
“You have to watch the TV.” He said.
“Before I leave, I wanted you guys to know that, this right here, is my hometown. No one will ever take that away from me. I bleed, purple, yellow and black. No matter what. This is the home of my LA Kings, and the Lakers. I know there are other teams out there, and I wanted to thank you guys as well. I am grateful to say that, Los Angeles is the place, I will always love. Now, my best friend Jamila will be coming out here with her LA Kings jersey on. I love you all! I hope you enjoy the rest of your night!” Taylor said blowing kisses to the crowd.
Everyone was giving her a standing ovation. Then she game through the curtains, in tears.
“Cali that was beautiful.” I smiled.
“Yeah I know. It wasn’t on the program but I wanted to say it anyway.” Taylor chuckled a little bit. “Good luck you two.” Taylor smiled then walked away.
“Time for the cousins to shine.” Jenny said. Then we did our handshake and made our way down to the ring.
Jenny and I were in the ring watching the cage and waiting on Natalya and Beth to hurry up. They take mad long and it makes me mad that I have to wait. It took them 3 minutes to come out. Like did you PURPOSELY made us wait for a reason? Anyway, Beth and Natalya entered the cage and the ref showed everyone in the arena the belt, and the match started. The crazy person Jenny is, she tried running towards the door but she didn’t accomplish that at all. I just thought it would be smart to just throw Beth, since she is the stronger one, into the cage sides. I mean it was fun, till she reversed it and I ended up hurting myself really bad. When she reversed it, she threw me to the ground and I landed on my bad knee. At this point, I’m acting like I’m not hurting, because if you show your injuries, that’s where your opponent will strike mainly. Then the audience started chanting “Jay-Jay” I don’t know why though but my knee at this point was in so much pain I didn’t want to give up. The ref kept checking up on me and I told him to stop because I don’t need to be check out. I just kept fighting Beth. Jenny already hit her finisher to Natalya twice, and Jenny went for the cover.
“1! 2! 3!” The ref shouted.
“And your winners’ and still the WWE Divas tag team champions, Jamila and Jenny!” Justin said.
“Oh my god we won!” I shouted, jumping up and down in excitement. Till our celebration was cut short.
Natalya was so pissed because she was the one who got pinned, she came after ME and actually went ape shit on me! I don’t know why but that pissed me off so much. That added more pain to my knee which is really bad. Jenny tried to help but Beth was already fighting her. Nattie kept hitting me on my knee, with her foot. I was in so much pain I thought my knee cracked. But Natalya made it even MORE worse by getting a chair and beating my knee over, and over, and over and over again. Till finally, Taylor and Heather came out. Heather to Jenny and Taylor came over to me. Gave Nattie one hell of a beating, while I laid on the floor, probably bleeding on the inside of my knee. I was literally on the floor, crying my eyes out that’s how much pain I was in.
“Stop crying!” Taylor pouted, getting ready to cry too.
“It hurts! Really bad.” I cried.
Finally the medical people came, put me on a stretcher, and patched my knee.
“Don’t let me go.” I pouted to Taylor.
“I won’t I promise.” Taylor said crying.
“But the looks of it, she’s going to need surgery.” The medical doctor said.
“No! I’m not doing it! If I have to do this, then I have to fucking vacant this title which is ONE THING I am NOT doing!” I shouted.
“Look at me! Your knee is way more important than this title right now! You’re getting surgery. I’m not taking no for an answer!” Heather said.
“Whatever.” I sniffed.
“How long do you think she will be out?” Taylor asked.
“4-5 Months.” The medical guy said.
“Please, don’t make me do this.” I cried.
“You’re going to be fine. From on cousin to another, I love you. Be safe, and don’t scream at people.” Jenny said holding her head.
“Someone…. Please get… K-K…”
“We’re losing her!” The medical guy said.
Then he loaded me into the back of the ambulance. Taylor and Heather came with me. Jenny stayed.
When 4-5 months comes. I will be back for revenge.
~~~ The End! ~~~
Author’s note: This chapter will be my last chapter. But when mid or early December comes I will start again (: I promise! December is better because of the Holiday vacation and whatnot. I will update as soon as December comes! Thank you!
<3Jammy~
