Choose a Chapter:
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36 37 38 39 40
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36 37 38 39 40
Friend Or Foe: Chapter 24 New Friends, Eh?
In the last chapter:
“I don't love Matt. You know that. I don't like Matt. I—I don't know what to tell you that will make me believe you—,” he cut me off, “tell me you love me.”
I stared at him, “Shane I...”
“Shane I...” Just tell him dammit! Tell him you love him! You know you do! Don't be stupid and lie again! Time after time you have the chance. But you continuously reject him. Sooner or later he's gonna get tired of your dismissal. Then what? Then you'll have missed your one chance of being with the one man you truly love. Face it Violet Rosalie Pierce, you're in love with your best friend and it's about damn time that he knows that!
I opened my mouth to speak, “I—,” and suddenly the door swung open. Fuck. Violet you really need to learn how to lock your fucking door. I mentally scolded myself. I turned to the door. “Hey Vio,” it was John. Cena. I totally forgot about him. Truth was, I actually like him. In some vague minuscule way, I had feelings for him. They didn't compare to my feelings for Shane. But at least John would just ask me out; something Shane has failed to do.
John walked over to me wrapping an arm around my waist in a hug. If he noticed the tension in the air he completely ignored it. “So, are we still up for tonight?” he asked. His blue eyes were bright and I knew I couldn't turn such a sweet man down. I smiled, “yeah, of course John. Never intended on canceling,” I said with a girlish giggle. Retard, what the hell are you doing? Shane is standing RIGHT THERE watching you FLIRT with John.
I ignored my own thoughts as John smiled widely and pecked my cheek before leaving the locker room. Once he was gone I turned back to Shane. I was shocked by how cold his stare was. Stupid ass, of course he'd react this way. You saw it coming, don't be in denial about it! I couldn't act like I didn't see it coming. I had just shamelessly flirted with another man right in front of the man I loved. Sucks that he loves me in return and I probably just broke his heart when I was finally ready to confess my love to him.
Now you'll probably never tell him, dammit! I screamed in my head, confused. Shane just glared. “Shane—,” I started but he held up a hand in a gesture to cut me off. “Whatever, I get it. It's useless. It's obvious we can't be together. I may love you but that doesn't mean you have to love me in return. I don't expect you to love me as much as I love you, I don't think it's possible. I shouldn't have given you that ultimatum, sorry,” he said, all in one breath. “I believe you, anyways.”
He looked away, embarrassed. My gaze softened, “Shane...You have no idea...” I sighed. But I never got to finish that sentence. Because suddenly he pulled me closer, bringing his lips to mine. I froze momentarily but before I could really act in the kiss he had pulled away. His face was still close, though, “just don't forget that I'm here, waiting if you find it will work one day.”
And then he was gone. “DAMMIT!!!” I yelled, pounding my fists against the wall. I pushed my blue and brown bangs out of my eyes before turning around and looking at the clock. Time for my match. I checked my make up and outfit one last time then left the locker room.
I was surprised, to say the least, to see Shane waiting for me by the curtain. He was in his Hurricane attire and ready. I closed my mouth, which had ungraciously dropped open at the sight of him. Suddenly my mouth was dry and I had the urge to pull him into my arms and kiss him. But I ignored those feelings wondering, is this what being in love is like? I wouldn't know because I couldn't tell anymore if I had ever really loved Matt.
My love life was short and sweet. I had my first boyfriend in my sophomore year of high school, the guys approved of him, of course. We broke up 8 months later. Following him up was Roy, my boyfriend of 1 year. He cheated on me after our 1 year anniversary claiming that our relationship wasn't 'exciting' anymore. Translation; he wasn't getting any sex from me. Then their was Blake, the man I lost my virginity to, also he was my boyfriend for 3 years. We also came very close to getting engaged. Didn't happen, obviously and I kinda cut dating out of my life and focused on finishing college, training, and getting into the WWE.
It's not like I didn't date at all. Just not very seriously. I dated about 3 guys casually during the time between graduating from college and getting into the wrestling biz. And then there was Matt. 7 months. I don't know. Out of all those guys I can only really saw (for sure) that I loved Blake and possibly Matt. I don't know anymore. It's confusing. Stop thinking about this right now!
I snapped out of my thoughts as I neared Shane. “Hey,” I greeted with a friendly smile. He grinned and put an arm around my shoulders, “moonsault win?” he asked. I shook my head, “I'm not scheduled to win. Creative can't make me look like Beth Phoenix! I'm not that manly!” I exclaimed sarcastically. I had nothing against Beth. Truthfully she was extremely nice and we got along pretty well. Not as great as Nattie and I got along but if I spent more time with her she could turn out to be a close friend.
Whatever, back to Shane. “Aw, that sucks, Tabby,” he said sympathetically. “Thanks for the sympathy,” I chuckled. A stage hand motioned for us to get ready and seconds later my music started. “Commentary?” I asked him. “Nah,” he replied before we walked out, hand in hand.
JR: Ah, here's the lovely couple of Hurricane Helms and Violet.
TAZZ: Violet will be in action against SmackDown's own Divas Champion, Maryse.
We walked down to the ring smiling. I slapped some hands along the way and then we both slid into the ring. I hopped on the turnbuckle and Shane just smiled behind me. I motioned around my waist, suggesting that I want a chance at the gold. Though I probably wouldn't get it, Vickie didn't like me much. I laughed off the thought as I jumped down from the turnbuckle, landing in Shane's arms. He set me down with a smirk, “thanks,” I whispered, patting his shoulder as I passed to give the other side of the arena some attention.
TAZZ: I'm liking Violet's new attire JR. What do you think?
JR: I'm not really interested in the clothes, more of her in-ring ability
TAZZ: Well she's got that as well as style, JR. That's obvious!
JR: (chuckling) True enough Tazz. Now here comes the Divas Champion, Maryse.
Maryse strutted out to her music, sending an arrogant smile out to the fans. She walked down the ramp, did her entrance, blah blah blah. I smiled at Shane and touched his arm, “don't worry bout me, kay?” I told him. He rolled his eyes, “you know that's impossible for me, I always worry 'bout ya,” he said with a slight laugh. He slipped out of the ring and I turned to the ref who was doing his usual pre-match talk. I nodded to him while Maryse just flipped her hair over her shoulder, smirking at me.
In all actuality, Maryse and I were okay friends. We got along and she wasn't as arrogant off-screen as she was on-screen. Still arrogant but it was more tolerable. Anyways...
TAZZ: this should be interesting JR
JR: These two are both great competitors and I wouldn't mind seeing Violet get a title shot
TAZZ: I think she's an ideal Divas Champion competitor. Vickie should check into that
JR: And here's the start of the match.
I didn't pay attention to them anymore. I was scheduled to lose, but I wasn't gonna be easy for Maryse to beat like Maria was. Oh hell no! And I put up a damn good fight. Shane caught me once when I fell out of the ring and he rolled me back in. As planned I stumbled into Maryse's clutches and suffered her finisher.
I was a bit dizzy after the three-count but other than that and a slight distant pain in my neck I was fine. Shane helped me back stage while Maryse stood in the ring gloating. Halfway up the ramp I turned around and nodded respectfully to her. I couldn't not acknowledge the fact that she had talent. She was a good champion and deserved it, way more than Michelle did.
For a brief moment I saw a smile flash across her face and respect shone in her eyes. It was quickly replaced by her on-screen Maryse persona. I may have lost Maria as a friend, but I could always make new ones, eh?
Previous Next
“I don't love Matt. You know that. I don't like Matt. I—I don't know what to tell you that will make me believe you—,” he cut me off, “tell me you love me.”
I stared at him, “Shane I...”
“Shane I...” Just tell him dammit! Tell him you love him! You know you do! Don't be stupid and lie again! Time after time you have the chance. But you continuously reject him. Sooner or later he's gonna get tired of your dismissal. Then what? Then you'll have missed your one chance of being with the one man you truly love. Face it Violet Rosalie Pierce, you're in love with your best friend and it's about damn time that he knows that!
I opened my mouth to speak, “I—,” and suddenly the door swung open. Fuck. Violet you really need to learn how to lock your fucking door. I mentally scolded myself. I turned to the door. “Hey Vio,” it was John. Cena. I totally forgot about him. Truth was, I actually like him. In some vague minuscule way, I had feelings for him. They didn't compare to my feelings for Shane. But at least John would just ask me out; something Shane has failed to do.
John walked over to me wrapping an arm around my waist in a hug. If he noticed the tension in the air he completely ignored it. “So, are we still up for tonight?” he asked. His blue eyes were bright and I knew I couldn't turn such a sweet man down. I smiled, “yeah, of course John. Never intended on canceling,” I said with a girlish giggle. Retard, what the hell are you doing? Shane is standing RIGHT THERE watching you FLIRT with John.
I ignored my own thoughts as John smiled widely and pecked my cheek before leaving the locker room. Once he was gone I turned back to Shane. I was shocked by how cold his stare was. Stupid ass, of course he'd react this way. You saw it coming, don't be in denial about it! I couldn't act like I didn't see it coming. I had just shamelessly flirted with another man right in front of the man I loved. Sucks that he loves me in return and I probably just broke his heart when I was finally ready to confess my love to him.
Now you'll probably never tell him, dammit! I screamed in my head, confused. Shane just glared. “Shane—,” I started but he held up a hand in a gesture to cut me off. “Whatever, I get it. It's useless. It's obvious we can't be together. I may love you but that doesn't mean you have to love me in return. I don't expect you to love me as much as I love you, I don't think it's possible. I shouldn't have given you that ultimatum, sorry,” he said, all in one breath. “I believe you, anyways.”
He looked away, embarrassed. My gaze softened, “Shane...You have no idea...” I sighed. But I never got to finish that sentence. Because suddenly he pulled me closer, bringing his lips to mine. I froze momentarily but before I could really act in the kiss he had pulled away. His face was still close, though, “just don't forget that I'm here, waiting if you find it will work one day.”
And then he was gone. “DAMMIT!!!” I yelled, pounding my fists against the wall. I pushed my blue and brown bangs out of my eyes before turning around and looking at the clock. Time for my match. I checked my make up and outfit one last time then left the locker room.
I was surprised, to say the least, to see Shane waiting for me by the curtain. He was in his Hurricane attire and ready. I closed my mouth, which had ungraciously dropped open at the sight of him. Suddenly my mouth was dry and I had the urge to pull him into my arms and kiss him. But I ignored those feelings wondering, is this what being in love is like? I wouldn't know because I couldn't tell anymore if I had ever really loved Matt.
My love life was short and sweet. I had my first boyfriend in my sophomore year of high school, the guys approved of him, of course. We broke up 8 months later. Following him up was Roy, my boyfriend of 1 year. He cheated on me after our 1 year anniversary claiming that our relationship wasn't 'exciting' anymore. Translation; he wasn't getting any sex from me. Then their was Blake, the man I lost my virginity to, also he was my boyfriend for 3 years. We also came very close to getting engaged. Didn't happen, obviously and I kinda cut dating out of my life and focused on finishing college, training, and getting into the WWE.
It's not like I didn't date at all. Just not very seriously. I dated about 3 guys casually during the time between graduating from college and getting into the wrestling biz. And then there was Matt. 7 months. I don't know. Out of all those guys I can only really saw (for sure) that I loved Blake and possibly Matt. I don't know anymore. It's confusing. Stop thinking about this right now!
I snapped out of my thoughts as I neared Shane. “Hey,” I greeted with a friendly smile. He grinned and put an arm around my shoulders, “moonsault win?” he asked. I shook my head, “I'm not scheduled to win. Creative can't make me look like Beth Phoenix! I'm not that manly!” I exclaimed sarcastically. I had nothing against Beth. Truthfully she was extremely nice and we got along pretty well. Not as great as Nattie and I got along but if I spent more time with her she could turn out to be a close friend.
Whatever, back to Shane. “Aw, that sucks, Tabby,” he said sympathetically. “Thanks for the sympathy,” I chuckled. A stage hand motioned for us to get ready and seconds later my music started. “Commentary?” I asked him. “Nah,” he replied before we walked out, hand in hand.
JR: Ah, here's the lovely couple of Hurricane Helms and Violet.
TAZZ: Violet will be in action against SmackDown's own Divas Champion, Maryse.
We walked down to the ring smiling. I slapped some hands along the way and then we both slid into the ring. I hopped on the turnbuckle and Shane just smiled behind me. I motioned around my waist, suggesting that I want a chance at the gold. Though I probably wouldn't get it, Vickie didn't like me much. I laughed off the thought as I jumped down from the turnbuckle, landing in Shane's arms. He set me down with a smirk, “thanks,” I whispered, patting his shoulder as I passed to give the other side of the arena some attention.
TAZZ: I'm liking Violet's new attire JR. What do you think?
JR: I'm not really interested in the clothes, more of her in-ring ability
TAZZ: Well she's got that as well as style, JR. That's obvious!
JR: (chuckling) True enough Tazz. Now here comes the Divas Champion, Maryse.
Maryse strutted out to her music, sending an arrogant smile out to the fans. She walked down the ramp, did her entrance, blah blah blah. I smiled at Shane and touched his arm, “don't worry bout me, kay?” I told him. He rolled his eyes, “you know that's impossible for me, I always worry 'bout ya,” he said with a slight laugh. He slipped out of the ring and I turned to the ref who was doing his usual pre-match talk. I nodded to him while Maryse just flipped her hair over her shoulder, smirking at me.
In all actuality, Maryse and I were okay friends. We got along and she wasn't as arrogant off-screen as she was on-screen. Still arrogant but it was more tolerable. Anyways...
TAZZ: this should be interesting JR
JR: These two are both great competitors and I wouldn't mind seeing Violet get a title shot
TAZZ: I think she's an ideal Divas Champion competitor. Vickie should check into that
JR: And here's the start of the match.
I didn't pay attention to them anymore. I was scheduled to lose, but I wasn't gonna be easy for Maryse to beat like Maria was. Oh hell no! And I put up a damn good fight. Shane caught me once when I fell out of the ring and he rolled me back in. As planned I stumbled into Maryse's clutches and suffered her finisher.
I was a bit dizzy after the three-count but other than that and a slight distant pain in my neck I was fine. Shane helped me back stage while Maryse stood in the ring gloating. Halfway up the ramp I turned around and nodded respectfully to her. I couldn't not acknowledge the fact that she had talent. She was a good champion and deserved it, way more than Michelle did.
For a brief moment I saw a smile flash across her face and respect shone in her eyes. It was quickly replaced by her on-screen Maryse persona. I may have lost Maria as a friend, but I could always make new ones, eh?
Previous Next