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Friend Or Foe: Chapter 13 Valentine's Day Rumors
It was Friday night. Four of us sat on my couch in front of my big 52' flat screen. Jeff had left the day before, much to Juli's dismay. Apparently, they were a couple now. Shannon and Shelly. Sitting on opposite ends of the couch. Shane and I. Back to normal. We had silently agreed to forget about the sweet and tender kiss we had shared on my kitchen floor.
Jeff returned. Woo! He talked. And left. No fight, no Matt, no nothing. “It's Friday the freaking thirteenth and that's all they could come up with?” I asked throwing my hands out in exasperation. Shane smiled pulling my hands back. I sat and watched silently. I watched Maria's match intently. When I saw Eve come out I smiled widely.
The bitch was going to get it. And she did. She lost! I jumped up from the couch yelling at the TV. “Fuck you Michelle! That's what you get bitch!” I growled. Okay, what was with this aggression. And then it hit me. Tomorrow, Valentine's Day. I suddenly lost my interest in SmackDown. “We're flying out early so I'm gonna go to bed now. I'll see you all, um, when we get back,” I said then left. I walked up the stairs and into my room. I closed the door behind me.
I pressed my back against the door and slid down till I was sitting. 1 year. Wow, that would have been a long time. I ran a hand through my hair. I pulled my knees up to my chest and crossed my arms over my knees resting my forehead on my arms. I cried. I cried until I felt like there was no more water in my body. I crawled to my bed and snuggled under the covers, still sniffling. I pulled the blanket over my head and felt like I could die.
Did I ever mention that I hate Valentine's Day. Well, I do. It sucks and brings back bad memories. Specifically one horrible memory. The day Matt and I officially started dating. February 14, 2008. Shane and I were sitting on a plane flying out to the location of No Way Out. I was listening to my iPod humming along to my favorite songs quietly. All of which weren't love songs.
Shane had caught my bad mood earlier and hadn't said much. He knew when I was in this kind of mood not to interact with me. I could be hell when I'm like this. Shane and I have even given a name to this mood; Super Bitch Mood.
We had landed, gotten our luggage, hailed and taxi, and checked in at the hotel by 4 o'clock. I just went up to our room, I needed nap; badly. I put my toiletries in the bathroom then crawled onto one of the hotel beds and fell instantly asleep.
I woke up and yawned. I noticed Shane sitting on his bed watching TV. He glanced over at me, noticing I was awake. He smiled slightly, “how's SBM treating you?” he asked. I waited a few seconds then smiled brightly. “It's over!” I exclaimed. He looked just as relieved as I felt. “That's good,” he said with a grin. “Yeah, it is.” I stated.
Now it was Sunday. No Way Out. Shane and I had nothing to do so we hung out with Jimmy, Ron, Mickie, Maria, Alicia, Gabriel, and Phil. We were watching SmackDown's Chamber match intently. We all cheered when Jeff pinned Edge.
Shane and I even went as far as to get up and do our happy dance. That made everyone laugh. Then, Jeff got eliminated, that ruined all happiness. I was happy that Triple H won though, he was a really nice guy. Jeff came backstage, Shane and I were beside him instantly. “Hey, you okay?” I asked worriedly. “Yeah, a little pissed, but I'll be fine,” he sighed. “You sure?” I asked. He nodded. I bit my lip, I didn't believe him, not at all.
Mark came up to me, limping slightly and out of breath. He smiled at me. “You did a good job Marky!” I said hugging him, he hugged me back. “Not good enough.” he stated, sounding a little disappointed, but that was to be expected.
What else sucked was that Christian didn't win. Damn Jack Swagger to hell.
We (Shane, me, Jeff, Phil, Mickie, Maria, Alicia, John, Jimmy, Ron, Melina[the new Women's Champion], Christian, Gabriel, Adam, and Kofi decided to go out to a club after the pay per view. The girls and I all met up in Mickie and Melina's room and got ready. We helped each other do hair and make up, choose outfits, etc. I chose a short purple cocktail dress with matching purple strappy heels. I put my hair in loose curls and applied some make up.
When the girls and I were finally ready we headed down to the parking lot, where the guys were waiting. I walked over with Mickie to where Shane, Jeff, and Christian were all talking by a car. “Hey guys, looks like we're riding with you guys,” I said with a smile. I looked around wondering where Maria was. She should have been jumping at the opportunity to ride with Jeff. I caught site of her standing over by another car with John Cena? Huh, wait, what did I miss?
By the looks of it, they were, flirting... I thought he was interested in me? Gosh, talk about mixed signals... And didn't I tell Maria in one of our many conversations about how John and I had been majorly flirting? I guess she doesn't really care. What a b—... I'm not even going to say it...
Mickie followed my gaze and made a gagging noise which made me laugh. The guys looked over and I saw Christian roll his eyes along with Jeff while Shane just shrugged. I rolled my eyes in annoyance, she could be such a flirt sometimes. Mickie linked her arm through mine and we along with Christian climbed into the backseat of the car. Jeff got in on the driver's side and Shane on the passenger's side.
The club was really close to the arena so we were there in no time. We hopped out and Mickie and I instantly ran over (as if running was possible in our heels) to where Alicia and Melina were standing, whispering to each other. When they saw us they motioned for us to come over quickly. Mickie and I shared a look of confusion then hurried over. “So, what's going on?” Mickie asked leaning toward the girls.
I leaned forward as well, intently interested. “Yeah, what is it Mel, Al?” I asked cocking an eyebrow. “It turns out that well... Maria has a crush on John... and um...Well, look for yourself,” Mel said pointing behind me. I turned around slowly and couldn't believe what I saw. Matt and Michelle... MCCOOL!!! The Bitch! And, what's worse, they were totally making out in front of everyone! Including me. As if my heart wasn't already broken and confused enough.
I wasn't jealous. Just disgusted and in total shock and disbelief. I never thought Michelle was his type, oh wait, 'any female that breathes and moves is his type.' I can now officially classify him as a manwhore... I rolled my eyes, biting my lip and turned away. Alicia and Mickie both placed sympathetic hands on my shoulders. I shrugged. “He's just jealous that you've got...” Mel trailed off. I stared at her. I rose an eyebrow. “I've got what?” I asked darkly.
“Well, there are some rumors going around. And, well, they aren't the nicest...” Alicia said. “Who did they say I slept with?” I asked, expecting the worst of course. “No sleeping involved actually,” Mel said sheepishly. “Then what?” I said, emphasizing the word. “You're supposedly dating four different guys at one time,” I snapped around surprised as I heard the voice.
Standing behind me was Christian (Jason). “Uh, Jay!” I squeaked. “I've heard all the rumors and I know they aren't true,” he said with a reassuring smile. “That's just because you're one of the 'boyfriends,'” Alicia laughed using air quotes. “Of course you'd know that the rumors would be just that, rumors.”
“They said one of them was Jay!?!” I said, my eyes widening. “Yep,” All three of the girls replied and Jay just nodded. “Holy shit! Who started this rumor?” I asked getting angry. “Well, we're not really sure who,” Alicia said, sounding apologetic. “Sorry,” Melina and Mickie both mumbled. “Don't be sorry! It's totally fine... Well, that you don't know. Not the fact that someone started this rumor. Um... Who else did they say I was dating?” I asked, hesitantly.
“Jeff, Shane, and John,” Jay answered. I turned to look at him, stunned. Shane. That name hit me the hardest of all. Was it just coincidence that they happened to start making a rumor about me and the guy who recently made out on my kitchen floor? Crap. But why Jeff? Jeff's like a brother to me. And John... well, that ones not as far-fetched. But Jay and I? Yeah, we are really close friends... but not really boyfriend/girlfriend couple material together. Are we?
“Hey,” Jay said softly. “Just forget about the rumor,” he smile reassuringly and placed an arm around my shoulders. I felt someone's gaze burning into my back as Jay led me into the club. I turned my head slightly and saw Michelle McCool glaring at me. Jay saw my head had turned and followed my gaze. He squeezed my shoulders when he saw who I was looking at. I turned my head away from her, frowning, “I think I know who started the rumors,” I muttered under my breath.
“I think you're right,” Jay agreed without me needing to tell him who I thought it was. Michelle; the bitch...
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Jeff returned. Woo! He talked. And left. No fight, no Matt, no nothing. “It's Friday the freaking thirteenth and that's all they could come up with?” I asked throwing my hands out in exasperation. Shane smiled pulling my hands back. I sat and watched silently. I watched Maria's match intently. When I saw Eve come out I smiled widely.
The bitch was going to get it. And she did. She lost! I jumped up from the couch yelling at the TV. “Fuck you Michelle! That's what you get bitch!” I growled. Okay, what was with this aggression. And then it hit me. Tomorrow, Valentine's Day. I suddenly lost my interest in SmackDown. “We're flying out early so I'm gonna go to bed now. I'll see you all, um, when we get back,” I said then left. I walked up the stairs and into my room. I closed the door behind me.
I pressed my back against the door and slid down till I was sitting. 1 year. Wow, that would have been a long time. I ran a hand through my hair. I pulled my knees up to my chest and crossed my arms over my knees resting my forehead on my arms. I cried. I cried until I felt like there was no more water in my body. I crawled to my bed and snuggled under the covers, still sniffling. I pulled the blanket over my head and felt like I could die.
Did I ever mention that I hate Valentine's Day. Well, I do. It sucks and brings back bad memories. Specifically one horrible memory. The day Matt and I officially started dating. February 14, 2008. Shane and I were sitting on a plane flying out to the location of No Way Out. I was listening to my iPod humming along to my favorite songs quietly. All of which weren't love songs.
Shane had caught my bad mood earlier and hadn't said much. He knew when I was in this kind of mood not to interact with me. I could be hell when I'm like this. Shane and I have even given a name to this mood; Super Bitch Mood.
We had landed, gotten our luggage, hailed and taxi, and checked in at the hotel by 4 o'clock. I just went up to our room, I needed nap; badly. I put my toiletries in the bathroom then crawled onto one of the hotel beds and fell instantly asleep.
I woke up and yawned. I noticed Shane sitting on his bed watching TV. He glanced over at me, noticing I was awake. He smiled slightly, “how's SBM treating you?” he asked. I waited a few seconds then smiled brightly. “It's over!” I exclaimed. He looked just as relieved as I felt. “That's good,” he said with a grin. “Yeah, it is.” I stated.
Now it was Sunday. No Way Out. Shane and I had nothing to do so we hung out with Jimmy, Ron, Mickie, Maria, Alicia, Gabriel, and Phil. We were watching SmackDown's Chamber match intently. We all cheered when Jeff pinned Edge.
Shane and I even went as far as to get up and do our happy dance. That made everyone laugh. Then, Jeff got eliminated, that ruined all happiness. I was happy that Triple H won though, he was a really nice guy. Jeff came backstage, Shane and I were beside him instantly. “Hey, you okay?” I asked worriedly. “Yeah, a little pissed, but I'll be fine,” he sighed. “You sure?” I asked. He nodded. I bit my lip, I didn't believe him, not at all.
Mark came up to me, limping slightly and out of breath. He smiled at me. “You did a good job Marky!” I said hugging him, he hugged me back. “Not good enough.” he stated, sounding a little disappointed, but that was to be expected.
What else sucked was that Christian didn't win. Damn Jack Swagger to hell.
We (Shane, me, Jeff, Phil, Mickie, Maria, Alicia, John, Jimmy, Ron, Melina[the new Women's Champion], Christian, Gabriel, Adam, and Kofi decided to go out to a club after the pay per view. The girls and I all met up in Mickie and Melina's room and got ready. We helped each other do hair and make up, choose outfits, etc. I chose a short purple cocktail dress with matching purple strappy heels. I put my hair in loose curls and applied some make up.
When the girls and I were finally ready we headed down to the parking lot, where the guys were waiting. I walked over with Mickie to where Shane, Jeff, and Christian were all talking by a car. “Hey guys, looks like we're riding with you guys,” I said with a smile. I looked around wondering where Maria was. She should have been jumping at the opportunity to ride with Jeff. I caught site of her standing over by another car with John Cena? Huh, wait, what did I miss?
By the looks of it, they were, flirting... I thought he was interested in me? Gosh, talk about mixed signals... And didn't I tell Maria in one of our many conversations about how John and I had been majorly flirting? I guess she doesn't really care. What a b—... I'm not even going to say it...
Mickie followed my gaze and made a gagging noise which made me laugh. The guys looked over and I saw Christian roll his eyes along with Jeff while Shane just shrugged. I rolled my eyes in annoyance, she could be such a flirt sometimes. Mickie linked her arm through mine and we along with Christian climbed into the backseat of the car. Jeff got in on the driver's side and Shane on the passenger's side.
The club was really close to the arena so we were there in no time. We hopped out and Mickie and I instantly ran over (as if running was possible in our heels) to where Alicia and Melina were standing, whispering to each other. When they saw us they motioned for us to come over quickly. Mickie and I shared a look of confusion then hurried over. “So, what's going on?” Mickie asked leaning toward the girls.
I leaned forward as well, intently interested. “Yeah, what is it Mel, Al?” I asked cocking an eyebrow. “It turns out that well... Maria has a crush on John... and um...Well, look for yourself,” Mel said pointing behind me. I turned around slowly and couldn't believe what I saw. Matt and Michelle... MCCOOL!!! The Bitch! And, what's worse, they were totally making out in front of everyone! Including me. As if my heart wasn't already broken and confused enough.
I wasn't jealous. Just disgusted and in total shock and disbelief. I never thought Michelle was his type, oh wait, 'any female that breathes and moves is his type.' I can now officially classify him as a manwhore... I rolled my eyes, biting my lip and turned away. Alicia and Mickie both placed sympathetic hands on my shoulders. I shrugged. “He's just jealous that you've got...” Mel trailed off. I stared at her. I rose an eyebrow. “I've got what?” I asked darkly.
“Well, there are some rumors going around. And, well, they aren't the nicest...” Alicia said. “Who did they say I slept with?” I asked, expecting the worst of course. “No sleeping involved actually,” Mel said sheepishly. “Then what?” I said, emphasizing the word. “You're supposedly dating four different guys at one time,” I snapped around surprised as I heard the voice.
Standing behind me was Christian (Jason). “Uh, Jay!” I squeaked. “I've heard all the rumors and I know they aren't true,” he said with a reassuring smile. “That's just because you're one of the 'boyfriends,'” Alicia laughed using air quotes. “Of course you'd know that the rumors would be just that, rumors.”
“They said one of them was Jay!?!” I said, my eyes widening. “Yep,” All three of the girls replied and Jay just nodded. “Holy shit! Who started this rumor?” I asked getting angry. “Well, we're not really sure who,” Alicia said, sounding apologetic. “Sorry,” Melina and Mickie both mumbled. “Don't be sorry! It's totally fine... Well, that you don't know. Not the fact that someone started this rumor. Um... Who else did they say I was dating?” I asked, hesitantly.
“Jeff, Shane, and John,” Jay answered. I turned to look at him, stunned. Shane. That name hit me the hardest of all. Was it just coincidence that they happened to start making a rumor about me and the guy who recently made out on my kitchen floor? Crap. But why Jeff? Jeff's like a brother to me. And John... well, that ones not as far-fetched. But Jay and I? Yeah, we are really close friends... but not really boyfriend/girlfriend couple material together. Are we?
“Hey,” Jay said softly. “Just forget about the rumor,” he smile reassuringly and placed an arm around my shoulders. I felt someone's gaze burning into my back as Jay led me into the club. I turned my head slightly and saw Michelle McCool glaring at me. Jay saw my head had turned and followed my gaze. He squeezed my shoulders when he saw who I was looking at. I turned my head away from her, frowning, “I think I know who started the rumors,” I muttered under my breath.
“I think you're right,” Jay agreed without me needing to tell him who I thought it was. Michelle; the bitch...
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