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Than never to have loved at all."
Alfred Lord Tennyson There are many rumors about her that have been traveling the circuit. They mostly make her laugh and giggle at half the things people like to talk about. It what everyone was saying was true...I think our Ms. Foxy Roxy would be a lot less on edge, very comfortable and always wearing a smile. The rumors have hooked her up with so many men - RuCKuS, Dark Falcon, Sean Hunter, Triple H, Seifer...wait...she did have a little reunion with him...so that one was true...but the others? Nothing ever happened with them. Fact is, she's only been intimate with Seifer, Burnout and Syck, one who was her first boyfriend and the other two she ended up marrying...then divorcing. Since her divorce from Syck, she's been single, grant it, it wasn't because she wasn't able to find someone else but her heart belongs to someone already...someone no one would ever think of. But that's neither here nor there...really...so what if today is Valentine's Day...to Roxy...it's just another day. The smell of leather fills the limosuine, it's a bit overwhleming, she cracks the window and an onslot of cold, yet fresh, air slips in. Wearing a pair of black Dickies, a bright white men's t-shirt with a red Green Day Minority zip-up hoody that Billie Joe gave her she sits, legs crossed, lost in thoughts. She looks down at her hands on her lap and stares blankly at her natural-colored painted manicured nails. "Rox, we're here." Jesse says from the opened window. She opens the door and steps out of the vehicle. Stretching enjoying the brisk, Pennsylvania afternoon. Jesse has her suitcase and backpack waiting for her when she makes her way to the back of the car. He hands her a small heart shaped box. She freezes, "What's that?" "Happy Valentine's Day, boss." She takes the box from Jesse and smiles at him. "Awww, Jesse, you shouldn't have. Chocolate from Fannie Mae...awesome thanks." Roxy steps over to him and gives him a huge hug. "No problem...my wife picked them out." "This is my favorite chocolate...tell her I said thanks." Roxy shoves the box into her backpack, gathers her stuff, waves goodbye to Jesse and heads into the arena. Walking through the doors, the scent of roses fills the air. Rolling her eyes, she walks passed Lilly and a guy who's got a rolling dolly full of flowers. "What's going on here, Lil?" "Rox, it's Valentine's Day...what do you think is going on?" "who are these flowers for?" Lily picks up a stack of receipts and starts running names off, "Whisper got those black roses from Nova and those," Lily strains to point at another bouquet behind the black ones, "The roses are from Mat. Rebecca got a huge arrangement, Rain got some, Scarlett, Serena, Akasha got some from...well, you know...anyway, Lola got a ton of flowers...Taylor Lynn got an arrangement and who in the hell told them to give this is their address to receive flowers?" Roxy shakes her head in disgust, "I don't know, I don't care...just get this shit out of here! NOW!" She storms off down the hall, fuming. The door flies open, she tosses her backpack on the floor, shoves her suitcase into the corner and screams, stomping her feet on the ground, throwing what looks like a tantrum. She takes a deep breath and tries to calm down, fists still clenched, teeth still gritting. "That was very mature." She opens her eyes and notice the stench of whiskey in the air...something she didn't notice during her rant. She cracks her neck because the voice combined with the smell, she quickly knew who was in her office. She slowly turns on her heels, hair in disarray and notices someone sitting in the corner of her couch, in the dark. "Andrew...you're here, why?" She hears the liquid in the bottle swish around followed but a small pop, which she'll presume was the bottle being suctioned by his lips as he took a drink. "I must have taken a wrong turn somewhere." Roxy stands with arms crossed, weight shifted to rest on her right leg. "Andrew...the wrong turn wasn't taken at my office door...but we won't get into that. Why are you even here...wasn't Malice arrested or something? Don't you have to bail him out?" He tries to get to his feet but stumbles around, criss crossing his legs, falling. Roxy rushes to catch him but instead he falls on top of her, spilling his whiskey all over her. "FUCK ANDREW!" Looking down at her moistened cleavage, he says, "Damn...tits and whiskey, tits covered in whiskey...talk about ingenuinity!" "GET OFF!" She yells as she tries to push him off but his weightless body isn't easy to slip right out from under. He laughs, "I'm trying!" "Andrew c'mon! Get up!" Roxy pushes him off and laughing he rolls over, laying on the floor. "Damn girl...you really need to get laid...you're such a party kill." Roxy gets to her feet, angry at his actions and comment, in a huff she begins to pick up the things that fell out of her backpack when she threw it around. Nova stops laughing and a sits up quickly, leaning on an elbow, "You know...I can help you in that capacity, if need be." "Andrew, shut up, get up off the floor and get out of my office." Nova looks around. "Why do you have an office anyway, you aren't the big boss anymore...grant it, this place is a bit smaller than the old one...but really, why do you need an office?" She picks up her backpack and walks back around to a small desk against the wall and sits down staring at him. "Really Andrew, this isn't any of your business, but I'll humor you and your inquisitive nature. I still handle the PR stuff with the stockholders and our sponsors. I need a place to work, I especially need somewhere to meet with the arena owners and vendors before each show...which is why I'm here this early. So you'll have to be leaving." Nova gets up off the floor, grabbing his now empty bottle, Roxy heads into a tiny bathroom to retrieve towel. She walks out wiping her chest off. "Need help?" "No thanks." He begins to stumble around, catching his balance. Roxy notices and just stares at him, concerned. Watching him sway in place, shoving the bottle up to his eye, checking to see if it really was empty. She remembers the Nova she had hired a long time ago. "Andrew...can I ask a question?" "What?" He blurts out with a hint of anger. "What happened to you?" She takes a few steps toward him. He looks up at her, the dumb drunken expression dissipatates and he just stares at her as she continues, "What was it that sent you in this downward spiral? Your loss against Seifer, Angelique, Whisper? What?" [TBC by Novacaine] | | |
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| Nova leaves the room and Rayne looks at Roxy confused. "Changed? What does it matter to you whether he's changed or not?" Since their little face off about a month ago on a Hangover. where Rayne stated that she didn't need Stephanie and Roxy's help, Roxy has kept her distance and has only dipped her hand into the pot far enough so to not piss Rayne off or make her feel as if they were interfering. This whole approach hasn't bother Roxy in the least, she's been hanging out with Triple H and getting to know the rest of the roster. She had been keeping an eye on certain talent, such as The Cause...but right now, there was one person that Rayne was questioning her about and frankly, Roxy wasn't liking the tone nor the 3rd degree. "Actually, it shouldn't matter to you what matters to me." Roxy places the folder on her desk and turns to leave. "Hold up?" Rayne walks around the desk. "Is Nova your new conquest?" "Conquest? Far from it Rayne and really, you don't want to go there with me so I suggest you just drop this." Roxy again attempts to leave. "Wow...you aren't wasting time are you?" Rayne says. Roxy snaps around and walks over to Rayne, standing toe to toe with her. In a very low tone, almost whispering, Roxy replies, "I don't know who the fuck you think you are...and really, I don't care at this point...but I will tell you one thing...I will not be predjudice against you when it comes to giving you a beatdown." "Ooooo...the real Roxy emerges." Roxy tilts her head. "No...this is the Roxy that's done with your high and mighty attitude. I'm sorry if you resent me for whatever reason you feel justifies it for you but I will not lay down and allow you to just step all over me. I apologized for things I didn't do...don't make me regret not taking action against you and ousting you out on your ass." "Ousting me? You can't!" Roxy steps up closer, "Try me. I'll disown your ass just as fast as I can. BUD is mine and will always be mine...you...you were never mine." Rayne is shocked and steps back. "I've changed Rayne, for the best...I've come this far and not because I've allowed people to just walk all over me but because I've clawed my way up here...and since I'm here, since I've accomplished what others only dream of accomplishing...there's no need to fight anymore...but if you want a fight, I'll give you one. So come with your comments, insinuations and bullshit drama...I ain't hearing it. You want to go up against me? Fine...but the moment you declare war, you're ass is out on the pavement and BUD is mine again." Rayne sneers, "Get out of my office." Roxy doesn't flinch but steps away, "That's what I thought." She takes a few steps backwards, "Vince backs ME, not you. The moment I say you're out, you're gone...so don't make me make that call." Roxy turns around and disappears down the hall. Only half down, she hears a crashing sound coming from Rayne's office. She stops closes her eyes, takes a deep breath and feels bad that she had to go there. She starts off down the hall back to her little cubby hole to wait for Nova. [TBC by Novacaine] | | |
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| Without knocking on the lockerroom door, Rayne peeks in. There's no one in there. She steps into the room slowly, being very quiet. She notices way off at the end of the far off bench, is a duffle bag, opened. Lockers open and closed lined the wall. The stench of dirty socks, sweat and soap linger in the air. Softly, she says, "Hello?" No one replies. She begins to the enter the room, inching her way in. She hears a shower going and as she takes her next step it stops. FUCK!, she thinks to herself. She stops at that exact moment and hears someone walking out of the showers. She look intently at the doorway waiting for the person to appear. He does and sees her, wearing nothing but a towel. "What do you want?" She changes her composure back to her confidant self. "You want your job back...well, I got a proposition for you." He looks at her not trusting her at all. "I won't sleep with you." "You got a real sense of humor, there...anyway, you'll have to beat 5 BUD Superstars." "5?" "Did I studder?" She waits for his reply. [TBC by Novacaine] | | |
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| Nova walks over inches from Rayne and pulls off the towel handing it to her.." Hold this for me" He walks back across the room and picks up the garment bag he had hanging on the locker door..He turns looking at Rayne and sees her eyes drift for a moment ..Smirking he pulls on his boxers " Relax ,he don't bite unless I tell him too" Rayne looks flustered ,throwing the towel on the floor " So Mister funny man ..Do we have a deal or not?" Nova unzips the garment bag pulling out a pair of tan dress pants and sliding them up onto his body " So five superstars and I get my job back..No catches or fine print about I had to beat them with a submission or I couldnt pin them on a Sunday..some bullshit like that?" Rayne" No..You beat five people I choose and you get your job back" Nova pulls the silk button down black shirt from his bag ..Examining it for lint he seems satisfied and slips it one..buttoning it up "Its a deal..Starting next week though" Rayne" Why next week?" Nova steps over the bench walking back towards her and then past her ,opening the door " I got a date to get ready for and as far as why next week..I wouldnt want you to get some kind of idea that you can dictate when I do something..Thats a bad habit to get into..Now if you will excuse me" Rayne walks out into the hallway and turns back towards Nova " Listen, Roxy is just needing someone to make her feel better..Don't be trying to take advantage of her or I will make your life a living hell..She isnt in charge around here..I AM " Nova " A living hell? I said I would wrestle for you..nothing about marrying you" Winking at her , he slams the door in her face and kind of skips back across the locker room..quickly combing out his hair and slipping on his leather loafers ..He splashes on some cologne..Throws his bags back together and leaves the locker room..He has a little strut in his walk now..He knows Rayne will do her best to pad the deck against him and probably have him facing the toughest of the tough ,but he don't care..This is his chance at redemption and come hell or high water he will get it done..Cheating is always and option and he does it better than anyone else. He walks back to Roxy's office knocking on the door..She pulls open the door giving him a smile and dressed to make any man drool... Nova" I got some good news to share with you" Roxy" That would be?" Nova smiles " Later, So where are we going to eat?" Roxy walks out into the hallway and Nova takes her hand..They walk about three steps when she takes her hand back from Nova " This is just friends and I already have enough rumors circulating about me..So no touchy feely okay?" Nova grins " Whatever you say boss lady,but does that mean I am not getting an after dinner blowjob?" Roxy laughs and playfully smacks him on the arm " You never change do you?" Nova" Not one damn bit."
Tbc by Roxy when she gets the time.
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| In the middle of a small neighborhood Italian restaurant on Taylor St., in Chicago, Nova and Roxy sat enjoying each other's company. The table was round, there was a lit candle stuffed in a small bottle, that is enveloped in wicker, wax running down the sides of the bottle. They sit across from each drinking wine and eating a very delicious meal. It's getting late but for them it seems that the night is still young. As they notice that the restaurant is getting empty and the workers are starting to clean up, Roxy suggests that they leave. She waves over at the waiter, motioning for him to come to their table. "Yes ma'dam?" He says to her. "We'll take the check now." "I'm sorry ma'dam, but that won't be necessary, it was already taken care of." She look up at the waiter, a bit confused, "How so?" The waiter looks over at Nova who smirks and stands up. "Let's go." Nova says getting to his feeting taking her coat and helping her put it on. "I told you I would pickit up." He pulls on his jacket as he replies, "Roxy, I may be the scum of the earth at times but no matter how drunk I get, I'd never let a woman pay my way." Roxy smiles at him warmly as they leave the restaurant.
Days turn into weeks and each day they steal a few moments to shoot the breeze, catch up on the goings on with each other, just basically hanging out. Roxy hasn't had much friends while traveling with BUD, Trips wouldn't have been able to go with them since he's got his own thing going on at home, so Roxy's traveling companion had been NovaCaine, and even though the rumors were running rampid about their association, neither one of them bought into the drama. She knew where her heart was and Nova was just a friend so it really didn't matter what people said or believed. Nova and Roxy would always meet for dinner or breakfast. Rayne even made mention of the time she was spending with Nova, but Roxy just shrugged it off. She was content with his friendship especially since he had stopped drinking excessively as he was before. As the fans were celebrating Nova's win over James, Roxy is in Nova's lockerroom watching on as Nick Evil raises his hand in victory. Even though her and James were friends, she was happy that Nova had beaten Rayne's first lion, he was well on his way to regaining his contract with BUD. Unfortunately Roxy wasn't able to pull string to get his contract instead of going through this charade but she and Vince both decided to see if Rayne would be able to move BUD into the future and so far, things were going well for the Bytches' Ultimate Domain. She sits watching the next match waiting for Nova to return to his room. She can hear a slight commotion coming down the hall, recognizing Sebastian's voice she knows that he's trying to catch an interview with NovaCaine regarding his win. Fumbling and turning of the knob of the door catches her attention. She stands up, holding two champagne glasses and a bottle. He walks in and is surprised by her. "Wow...a woman waiting in my room with and alcoholic beverage and a smile...what a dream come true...though in my dream, she's naked, want to help me out here?" He says laughing, she giggles and replies, "Um...no and this isn't alcoholic, it's sparkling white grape juice. I figured this was cause for a small celebration." Nova reaches into his duffle bag and pulls out a t-shirt, he slips it over his head and shoulders. He also retrieves a towel to wipe the sweat from his face and head. He sits down as she poor the chilled grape juice. "So...you got plans for tonight? Some broad waiting for you in your hotel room?" Nova remembers an incident back a few weeks ago, when he and Roxy were returning from a bite to eat when he asked her if she wanted to join him in his room for a non-alcoholic nightcap and she had accepted. When they entered the room there was a woman he didn't know laying his bed naked. Of course, Roxy giggled and excused herself, but Nova would never forgive Whisper for her practical jokes. "Very funny, Rox, no there isn't a female waitin'...what did you have in mind?" She shrugs, "I don't know...whatever, I'm just in the mood for a night out or something." She sits back and take a drink of her juice. Nova stands up and says, "Let me take a quick shower, I'll get dressed and we'll go out and see what trouble we can get into here in Albany!" "Cool, I'll go and talk to Rayne about some BUDMania stuff and I'll meet you here in about...what? Half an hour?" "Sounds about right." Roxy gets up to leave, she stops at the door, turns back to look at Nova, he was watching her as well, she smiles softly and disappears, leaving Nova to get ready...though she lingers outside for a few minutes. | | |
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| Nova waited until he was sure Roxy was gone and then dumped the white grape piss water down the toilet" Whats the point of non-alcoholic..Like having pork with no chop.." He grabs some clothes and his bath bag and walks down the hall into the showers..He is stopped along the way by one of the medics who had to take a look at the laceration on Nova's forehead caused by the steel steps earlier in the night during his match with James..Once the guy was satisfied it was bloody but superficial he let Nova go on about his business.. Nova showered and then put a thin layer of vaseline over the cut before bandaging it up..He dressed in a pair of jeans and a baggy knit pullover..He combed out his hair and pulled it back with a rubberband.. By the time he had made his way back to his dressing room, if you could call it that..It was like dressing in the janitor's closet,Oh that Rayne and her little vindictive nature..Roxy was standing by the door looking radiant as always..He smiled " Just one more second..Gotta throw this stuff in my bag" Roxy nodded and waited for him outside the door..He came back out carrying his gear " So back to the hotel for some torrid sex right?" Roxy rolled her eyes and shrugged off yet another of Nova's advances..She wondered at times if all of them were meant as jokes " Umm no ..How about we go see what Albany has to offer?" Nova smirked " Well, I think the torrid sex would be more entertaining but whatever the lady wants" He grabbed her hand by force of habit and started down the hallway..Outside of B.U.D they had become very close friends..Now travelling with each other from town to town...At first Nova had spent most of his time trying to either get in the buildings or convince Rayne to give him a contract while Roxy handled her business matters and prepared for her own in-ring return..Now with the test of five bullshit going on he was working harder than he had in a very long time to get back into peak condition..He couldnt remember working this hard since his match with Seifer two years ago,but this time he was going to succeed and make Rayne give him that contract... He could feel the eyes on them as they walked down the hall and he knew all about the rumors surfacing already..Roxy had to be fucking him , why else would she want to hang out with such a low life.or how about Roxy was pregnant with his love child and they were trying to build a family..Or and this was his personal favorite..He had blackmail material on Roxy and was forcing her to be around him...Nova was use to rumors swirling around him and he knew Roxy had endured the same,but for just once he wished people could realize that a guy and girl can be friends,but of course that theory only lasted long enough until his eyes traced over her perfect body then he went right back to his primal urges of wanting to bang her. Nova gave her hand a little squeeze drawing her attention to him,saying with a wink " I feel like a zoo animal with all these people staring" Roxy giggled" I have always thought you belonged in a cage..Maybe with the monkeys" Nova leaned over playfully nudging her " Hey I am not an ape..If I belong anywhere in the zoo its the reptile house....wanna see my Novaconda?" Roxy nudged back at him " Not on an empty stomach.." Nova" One of these days you're gonna give in to my manly charms." Roxy" So thats what you call this.? Nova" Of course..What you would call it?" Roxy furrowed her brow " Hmmm desperation?" Chuckling and poking her in the ribs causing her to giggle aswell " Smartass" They pushed their way through the double doors at the end of hall walking out into the night..The temperature had dropped ten or fifteen degrees since they went inside..Roxy shivered rubbing her arms " Geez it got cold all the sudden" Nova " Hold up ..I got a windbreaker in my bag.." He pulled out the light gray fleece jacket and wrapped it around Roxy's shoulders..massaging her shoulders as he did ..He left his hands there a little too long though giving them both that feeling of ackward silence...Roxy took a deep breath and stepped out of his grasp..Nova quickly picked up his gear and fell into step beside her..Trying to quickly change the subject" So where do you want to go bosslady?" | | |
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| Just at about the same time she was going to answer, their conversation about their plans is interrupted by fans and media personnel who weren't invited or given media passes to the backstage area. "Roxy! Roxy! Have you heard the latest accusations about you from an old employee?" Roxy stops. Nova places his hand on her elbow and whispers, "Let's just go." She tilts her head and slowly turns her head toward to the reporter whom she knows as Jack. "You got my attention...what old employee?" "Dark Child also known as Jamal Atkins." She laughs, and Nova snickers while saying, "That idiot can't fight his way out of a paper bag, he was able to form full sentences?" Roxy places her hand on Nova's chest, which means to allow her to handle this. "What's he say," she pauses momentarily and right as Jack is about to read his notes, she stops him, "Actually, Jack, whatever he's saying doesn't really matter to me. He had to go elsewhere to say it because he knows better than to say it to my face." "He was actually commenting about Rayne Underwood." "Whoever, whatever...the man is a useless piece of trash that isn't worth anyone's time and I feel sorry for whatever company he's loitering about nowadays. The man couldn't make it in BUD...for the 4 years he was contracted with us, he was never able to hold his own against anyone that really mattered." "Didn't he beat you?" "I didn't even show up for the match. That should tell you something about how important he was or is to me." She turns to leave when Jack shouts out something else that grabs her attention, "Those rumors about the comments that Rayne supposedly said about Bobby Johnson is there any truth behind them? His current employer released an inquiry to Rayne asking her to either confirm or deny the comments." She again turns around and walks over to Jack who has his little recorder out in her face. She makes sure that she's talking directly into the mic. "The rumors are rumors nothing more, nothing less. Said company apparently misquoted Bobby Johnson's accounts of his meeting with Rayne, I have spoken through mediators with the company's owner and everything has been straightened out. BUD wishes Mr. Johnson future triumphs in his already established career. Rayne nor I will address this issue any further and make sure that you quote me correctly, Jack." "Will Tyler Russel be reprimanded due to this fiasco?" "Why? He's not the one that didn't have his fact straight. He was stirring the pot. Yes, there might have been a better way to address this or even word Mr. Johnson's situation but what's done is done, like I said, it's been handled and all is well." Roxy pauses and smirks evily, "As for the Dumb Cunt, Dark Child, you fucking little cock sucking cum guzzling fed whore...you want to run your mouth, you think that talking shit about me, Rayne or BUD makes you a big man...come with it bitch...come with it...you think you're all that? You ain't shit, you never were and you never will be. You are nothing...not a got-damn thing. If for some God forsaken reason you think you're all that, come to BUD and handle your business." Nova places his hand around her waist and can feel her getting angry. He leads here away from Jack, who is satisfied with all that he has, that he disappears through the crowd. "A match against DC...isn't that reaching into the depths of hell?" Roxy shrugs, "He's got a lot of nerve, after everything I've done for him, resigning him time and time again...fuck that. He may be banned from ever returning to BUD but I'll make the exception. If it wasn't for BUD, he'd still be stuck on NRA's roster to nowhere." "You've got to explain to me someday how that would have been a bad thing." Roxy laughs. "Really, if it wasn't for BUD he's be nowhere period." She sighs and says, "Nevertheless, he wants to talk shit? He wants to test me? He could have talked his shit while he was in BUD and not wait until he left to ramble his babble. That fucking coward." Roxy growls slightly, frustrated as Nova changes the subject. "Well, whatcha in the mood for?" Still having his hand on her back leading her to her Hummer, she moves in a bit closer, though not intentionally. "I feel like hanging out in the hotel room with a hot, cheesy pizza, with sausage and pepperoni." "Am I invited?" They reach her truck and she begins to reach in the outside pocket of her bag for the keys, while walking around to the driver side door, Nova waiting by the passenger door. "Most definitly, I'll call the hotel for a number to a decent pizza joint." She presses the alarm button the door automatically unlock. They both get in at the same time. She catches him staring. "See anything you like?" She says jokingly. (TBC by Nova ONLY) | | |
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| Nova winks " See all kinds of things I like...Its rough riding around with a candy store and never being able to sample the sweets" Roxy gives him a gentle pat on the shoulder and giggles before starting up the Hummer and whipping out of the parking lot..She flew the through the streets like she didnt even know what the big pedal was for..Nova was a bit thrown off by this situation..He of course loved speed, loved wreckless driving and loved a hot chick driving him around like he was a pimp,but he could tell the situation with Darkwing Dummy had gotten to her and that last thing he wanted was to be roadkill over a dickhead like D.C. ..He just wondered how long it would be before ole Atkins was back at the doorsteps of B.U.D begging for that job back when that other federation grew tired of him, people like D.C. were imbred with being ungrateful..Roxy was right when she said she had done alot for him, anyone else would have given up on that joke along time ago..He hoped to win the test of five because he didnt want to be without a job again,but now ...Glancing at Roxy playing speed demon..He had other things worth sticking around for. They flew through and intersection in a blur...Nova looking over his shoulder " Umm Stop Sign" Roxy grinned at him devilishly " They are just suggestions..I didnt take the suggestion this time" Nova chuckled settling back in his seat and wondering his life insurance was current.. The hummer pulled into the hotel parking lot only a few minutes after leaving the arena...Walking into the hotel Roxy's presence seemed to draw people to her..Autograph hounds just love a pretty smile and a friendly chat...especially when the girl has kicked some major ass in her career and looks like Roxy..Nova stood off to one side smiling at how Roxy mingled with the fans..She really did love those little fuckers....A guy came towards Nova ,but one sideways glare sent him back in Roxy's direction...After signing everything she could possibly sign without someone getting a public nudity fine..She thanked them all and reminded them to catch Budmania on Sunday... Nova seen she was through and stepped in beside her getting on the elevator .." You might want to shower now ..Never know what those little beggars may have" Roxy smiled smacking him on the arm " Stop that..You really should try being nice to people" Nova looked up, placing his hand on his chin in that "Thinker" position " Hmmm let me ponder this....Ummm No" winking at her, he knew she honestly meant that but to him it was still a joke to be nice to people he hated..Roxy was alot different now and seemed to be enjoying life to the fullest even if it meant spending a little extra time signing autographs or posing for pictures..Nova hadn't found that one think that made him that happy..He would stick with what he knew best...Hating. The elevator doors opened on the top floor..Penthouse baby..She does roll in style.. Roxy looked back at him coyly .." Besides, Taking a shower with you here..I just don' t know about that" Nova " Right you shouldnt..I would have my head in that shower before the water hit the skin..." Roxy threw her keys on the bar in the sprawling penthouse hotel room .." Perve" Nova" Yep..proud of it too" Roxy went behind the bar making herself a drinking and making sure to hand Nova a bottle of water..He knew she was trying to keep him off the liqour and he was still getting that parched feeling only whiskey would satisfy,but he was trying and with trying came drinking lots of fuckin water.. He took a seat on one of the sofas in the suedo living room to the suite,scanning the room " You sure do travel in style" Roxy"Don't you have a room here at the Hilton too?" Nova had to bite his tongue to keep from laughing...Mental note..biting ones tongue hurts like a bitch.. ." No I am not Hilton class right now...I am Joe's One stop Motel and Taxadermy class right now..But its nice to see how the other side live" Roxy took a seat on the sofa beside him " Stop that "... Nova slipped his arm along the back of the sofa so when she leaned back his arm naturally dropped into place around her shoulders..With a gentle tug she was nestled against him and didnt seem to be bothered by it..He enjoyed feeling her close to him..It had been awhile since he had a woman close to him that wasn't in the middle of some turmoil over leaving him behind for a young pup...He could get use to this.. The knock on the door made sure he wasnt getting use to this anytime soon ..." I'll get it..Probably our pizza." Yeah when you're rolling in the dough you can have pizzas delivered to a five star hotels without anyone batting an eyelash.....Nova watched her walking across the room ,those tight hips swaying and as if on cue she spoke to him without looking back .." Get your eyes off my ass Andrew" Nova leaned back laughing..Damn she was good..Oh well plush room, pizza and a hot chick..It was almost everything a man could want... Tbc by Roxy when she gets time. | | |
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| It was about 6:30 in the morning when Trips walks into the kitchen. He heads over to the refridgerator for a chillled bottled water. "Mornin' sunshine." Trips turns around to see Roxy sitting at the table drinking a fruit smoothie and reading the Chicago Sun-Times. "Says here that you've made several appearances at the Chicago Board of Trade...getting stock tips from your homie?" "If you mean T, yes, he and I went there to meet the Chairman." "Bernie Dan?" Trips looks at Roxy surprised she knew him. "You know Bernie?" "Yes, I do, he worked on my portfolio before you turned all my stuff over to your friend, but he didn't mind, seems he admires T." Trips walks over and sits down at the table next to Roxy. "So you ready for BUDMania?" Still reading the newspaper, Roxy replies, "Yeah...Rayne is handling the sponsors and vendor setup, I'm just making sure that everything else at the arena is ready to go, you know, like the lighting, the ring...blah blah blah." "Gotcha. Vince and I will be there." Roxy drops the paper and looks at Trip quizzical. "Hey? I heard that Vince met with Sean Hunter, is that true?" The corner of Trips mouth curls into a smile as he nods and says, "Yeah...can you believe that shit, I personally don't have anything against Hunter aside from him being an idiot but if he believes that anything Vince told him was serious, he's more stupid that I actually thought he was." "Is that possible?" They both laughs. "I can't believe Hunter is gullible enough to believe that Vince would side against me, the man has more stock in me than he has in anyone else. He's my teacher, my mentor and at times even my father...and if Hunter doesn't know that, then whatever Vince has lined up for him is what he deserves." Trips grabs the Weedend Edition of the newspaper, "I think Vince wants to set him up for a loser leave BUD match." Roxy's jaw drops, "Are you serious?" "I think he mentioned it to Rayne but Rayne refused to allow it to happen. Seems she has bigger downfalls set up for him, I will tell you though, she's not too keen on your stipulation regarding his first defense match if he ever obtains the Heavyweight Championship." "Like I care what she's keen on, it's included in a contract that I had all of the BoDs sign and all I have to do is make a phone call and this match will be booked only seconds after his hand is raised." "What do you have in store for Jade Jiles? Vince wasn't too happy with her re-run actions. He told Rayne to allow you to handle it but Rayne refused and threw the whole owner thing in his face." "You know this power trip she's got going isn't healthy. She's going to make me wanna give her the beatdown of her life." Roxy gets up to get more of the smoothie she made. "Roxy, she's your daughter." Roxy whips around, angry. "THAT WOMAN IS NOT MY DAUGHTER, TRIPS!" She takes a long breath, "My daughter is far away, safe with Cyber." Knowing that he's struck a nerve with her, he changes the subject without giving it a second thought. "By the way, have you heard from Dark Falcon?" Roxy turns around and stares at her tall glass fill half way with the rest of the smoothie mix. She replays the last time she spoke to him in her head. She looks up at Trips and in a soft voice she says, "No." Again Trips can sense the sadness from clear across the room. "Anyway, I saw that you and your invited guest attended the Oscars." Roxy walks around the kitchen island and sits back down at the table with Trips. "Yeah...Andrew went with me, we had a great time. He was so trying to flirt with Angelina Jolie even though she was pregnant, Brittany Murphy, Salma Hayek...he was all over the place. We were invited to the Walk the Line party, the Miramax party, the New Line Cinema, and Dreamworks. Hell we didn't sleep the entire night. We were just running with the rich and famous. Oh! I ran into Jon Davis, he sends his hellos and thanks you for the boat you sent him for his birthday." Trips smiles, "Yeah? He really liked it? I thought it wasn't his style." "No such thing, he loved it." Roxy sucks on the straw in her smoothie, struggling a bit with a piece of a banana but finally being able to feel the smoothie come through, "I even met up with Peter Katsis, KoRn's PR guy...he wants to send a proposal to the board about becoming BUD's PR person." "Really? He's not that bad. He's been with KoRn for more than half of their career and from what I remember, he also helped Jon land that gig with Queen of the Damned. Something to think about." Trips looks at Roxy drinking her smoothie looking rather like child, trying to suck it through the straw. He laughs. "How can someone so immature and child-like, own and run a billion dollar company?" "Well, after I drink mah smoothie, go play some 24, and hang out with mah homie for a bit, I change into my business suit head down to the office, sit back and let Rayne deal with the bullshit while I sit around with Andrew all day just shooting the breeze and dealing with the small stuff." Trips looks at her a bit confused, "She hasn't told you?" Roxy stops sucking on her straw and looks up at him with that deer in the headlines look. Rayne was always full of surprises, whenever it came to Rayne and her decision, Roxy was always worried. "Told me what?" "You are now in charge of dealing with the roster." "The roster?! What the fuck? What do you mean?" "They will be reporting to you directly. Vince wants you to deal with them, seems that Rayne isn't a people-person and he feels that since you know most of them that they might work better with you." Roxy let's her hand drop hard onto the counter. "Um...does anyone remember that they hate me?" She rolls her eyes and shakes her head while taking another drink of her smoothie. "I think I'm going to sell my shares to Serena. She's Burnout's daughter, the company is half hers anyway...well until she actually asks for it." Trips laughs, "Had Wall$treet known that, he would have married her, acquired her shares and divorced her all within the same year!" Roxy laughs mockingly, "Can you imagine, me and Wall$treet running BUD, we'd kill each other." Trips smirks sneakingly, "I doubt that...power loves power, don't ever forget that." He gets up and walks over to the window and stares outside, "I think that's the only reason you both don't get along is because one, You are way too stubborn, two, you're set in your ways, three, you rubbed him the wrong way..." "Fuck that...I never rubbed him in anyway! We went out to dinner and that was it!" "Relax Rox, I meant to say that you did something he didn't agree with and you got on his bad side. He's one of my best friends and you are too...and I findi t odd that neither one of you can make a mends with the other." "Well, don't beat yourself up over it. I tried...he didn't go for it...so whatever." Trips changes the subject, "So...Andrew huh?" Roxy looks a bit stuck, "Yeah...that's his name." "What's going on between you and Andrew?" "We're friends." "Mhmm...you guys have been spending an awful lot of time together." "Oh c'mon, Trips...don't tell me that you're on that shit too!?" "WHAT!? Have you guys not been spending time together?" "Yeah but we're just friends...we have a lot in common. He was hurt by Whisper and all that she's done to him, I was hurt by everyone." She laughs. "Andrew and I can really relate to each other." Trips looks at her with that look of 'Yeah right.' "Roxy, explain this." He grabs a magazine titled, PRO-WRESTLING DIGEST, and tosses it across the table. There on the cover is her and Nova, leaving the show a few weeks back. They were holding hands and making their way through a crowd, Nova was shielding her from the groping hands. As she held it in her hands, she smirked. "What are you smiling about?" "Don't we look cute together?" Trips rolls his eyes, "Are you sure you want Whisper's sloppy seconds?" "Sloppy seconds? Shiiiit. Like I said...Nova and I are friends." "With potential." She places her glass into the sink and start off out of the kitchen, "Trips, you know who I want!" She turns and disappears down the hall, "I'm off to play 24...if you need me I'll be in the game room." [tbc by nova, if he wants] | | |
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| Back I come to the starting point of oh so many promos, rants, and destructions. Rayne seems to be practicing her mime skills and Roxy is away pondering the meanings of life with Trips...Ok, Ok..She is probably sitting there watching the television but she might find the meaning of life on it..Family Guy could be the vessel for which the messiah will communicate with us all..At the very least is fucking hilarious. With the two women involved in my life now involved in doing there own thing..I guess I have to just sit around the locker room and watch a little Hangover..Who knows maybe one of these new guys will leave a lasting impression on me by puttng on a "match of the night" kind of showing..I doubt it,but we can always hope. Nova is seen in the backstage area at the arena..He has pulled himself a chair up by the catering table out in the hallway and is now hogging all the hot wings while trying to endure an episode of Hangover that isnt all that good..I mean it can't be any good without him gracing the fans with a public appearance ..He pushed the steel chair back slightly and props his boots up on the edge of the table..His feet now resting on a tray of luncheon meats.. If you're making yourself a sammiwich I hope you like a little boot sole seasoning Nova is sitting there the plate of hot wings resting on his lap ...chowing away when one of the geeky crew guys comes walking by..Nova sticks his arm out snagging the guy's shirt and pulling him over ..Nova wipes his greasy hands on the guy's shirt and points at the television Nova" Can you get any other channels on this." The geeky crew guy looks both annoyed that he is going to need to change his shirt and a little irritated Nova is just allowed to slack around in the back and annoy people .." Sir, thats a close circuit monitor..not a television" Nova" So we aren't getting CBS on this bitch huh?" Crew guy" No Sir" mumbling under his breath " Fucking cheap ass bitch" The crew guy tries to sleek away as Nova is pre-occupied with the fact he is going to be forced to watch Hangover instead of something good.. Oh C'mon you know its true..For god's sake the main event is Megahurtz and Tampon fighting over the welfare title. SNOOOOOOZE Nova" Go get me a soda..These damn wings are making me thirsty" Crew guy definately angry now " Do I look like your fucking slave?" Nova glares up at the boy, that cocky ,yet violent gleam in his eyes...He jerks on the boy's shirt until he is face to face with Nova..His hot wing breath tickling his nostrils..whispering " You're right slappy..You do not look like my slave,but what you do look like is someone that I can pull his lip up over his forehead and make him eat his face if he don't....GET ME A SODA!!" Nova shoves the boy away the momentum sending the boy into the wall like a pinball stuck in the machine..He scurries down the hallway in search of Nova's soda and keeping his face where it is.. What can I say...I am a real people person Sebastian Chains appears at the end of the hallway and starts Nova's direction..Nova starts chanting quietly to himself ..."Don't stop here..Don't stop here...Don't stop here" S.C. " Hey Nova , hows it going man?" DAMN Nova" Oh, I can't complain at the moment" S.C." Great job at the pay per view..Bobby didnt know what hit him" Nova smirks " Well , I can clear that up for him..It was a painkiller.." S.C. laughs " So whatcha doin man?" Nova" Just chillin and enjoying a little munchies" S.C. eyes the wings and reaches over to grab one..Nova smacks him on the hand pretty hard causing S.C. to flinch and draw his hand back.. Nova glares up at him " These are mine..get your own" S.C surveys the table " There isnt anymore left" Nova looks back at the table finishing another hot wing " All thats a pity..Guess you will just have to leave now" S.C. " You're a real prick , ya know that.." Can you believe he would say that to me...What a jackass, I am so totally a bastard, not a prick... Nova smirks " That may be true Chaingang.,but the ugly truth of the matter for you , is that you can't do a damn thing about it" S.C. steps towards Nova " I use to be a wrestler too don't forget" Trying not to laugh in his fac e" But it was pretty forgettable...Just another of a million indy circuit wannabes....I know that little bit of pride still in your brain right now is urging you to get all froggy and jump,but I sure hope your common sense comes along and squashes out that foolish idea..Because pride will get your ass kicked and pride will be nowhere around when you laying in the hospital..Reliving all of that pain shooting through your back..Pride is only good for so long ,but you can damnbetcha it will be gone the minute I stomp you down in this hallway and break that back for good ..Now walk away Gangbang ,you're interfering with my dinner" Sebastian looks at Nova for a moment longer and spins walking down the hallway..privately wishing he hadnt hurt his back and could step in the ring with Nova or anyone else for that matter..He misses the ring and hates this damn job. Nova goes back to his plate of wings..His soda arriving shortly there after..He sits there eating and half paying attention to the Hangover show ,mostly wondering where Roxy disappeared too and exactly what kind of game she was trying to run on him..He had very little patience for women he wasnt bagging and he had tried to be on his best behavior with her,but it was getting on his nerves....He knew she was up too something else but just couldnt quite put his finger on it. Though at the minute to him it felt like she was still trapped in that cage of lost loves...Waiting for someone to come back and set her free...Ultimately for Nova it came down to one equation though Hot Girl plus Nova minus sex equals Baddddddddd Nova glanced up seeing someone else strolling down the hallway and smirking.. This should be good. TBC by a certain someone and then after that anyone else...But no silly attacks they are kind of pointless. | | |
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| Whisper made her way down the hall and saw Nova sitting upon the chair.. A huge ass grin upon his face.. Okay she knew damn well that it meant trouble.. When he grins.. Smirks.. or even cracks an evil smile it is trouble.. Whisper : Hello Andrew.. Nova : Hello Becca.. Whisper reached for the hot wings and got slapped across the hand for it.. What the hell.. Whisper : Are you hogging all the chicken wings again.. Do I sense some frustration.. Sexual frustration.. Awwww aren’t you getting any.. Whisper sat down upon the edge of the table, grabbed one anyway and started to eat it.. Nova : Shouldn’t you be laying down for dead boy walking.. Control your temper Becca.. What ever he says.. Control your temper.. Whisper : No.. I actually have a match to prepare for against Jayson Arsenault.. Nova’s face expression changed.. Nova : Match.. You were in the treasure hunt thing.. Whisper : Yeah I know.. I have the marks to make me remember.. Nova : Ah dead boy not giving you TLC.. Grrrrrrr�? Whisper : Plenty but not that it ever helped against bruises.. But shouldn’t you be with the boss lady ? Nova grumbled something.. Gotcha! Whisper frowned.. Whisper : What ?.. You look like I just ate your last hot wing but there are still a dozen on that plate.. Nova : You might want to watch how much you eat.. Perhaps Mattieboy doesn’t like his woman well build.. Whisper grabbed another hot wing from the plate and noticed the look on Nova’s face..
Whisper : What! Nova : They are mine.. Whisper took a bite of the hot wing and ignored his stare.. Whisper : And now it’s mine.. Nova : So how has he been treating you.. What’s it to you ? Whisper : Good.. Very good.. How is life been for you.. Nova : Awesome.. Liar.. He always was a lousy liar when it came to feelings.. Whisper : That is good to hear.. Aren’t they awfully polite.. Nova : So what are your plans for Jayson.. Whisper : Kick his ass.. Not sure if he will be able to show.. His leg and back didn’t look to good.. And what is your big master plan now.. Nova : Basically the same only the next victim has yet to be named.. Whisper laughed and got off the table.. Whisper : Well I should be getting to work.. Whisper bend over and tied her boots tighter.. Yes she knows he has a weak spot for the ass.. But it is so much fun to tease him.. She got back up and looked over towards Nova.. Whisper : I guess I will see you around Andrew.. Whisper leaned in and kissed him gently on the cheek.. Nova held her arms and whispered into her ear.. Nova : Just be careful.. Whisper : Why Andrew.. Be careful now.. Someone might think you actually cared.. Nova : Bitch.. Whisper : Asshole.. Whisper got back up and was about to walk away when..
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| As she works on a mission in the game of 24, her thoughts are elsewhere, especially the insinuations that Trips made about her and Nova. Her thoughts wander to "Her and Nova". For the last few weeks, they had been spending a lot of time together; they've even spent the night in each others' hotel rooms....but everything had been platonic. They would go to dinner together, arrive and leave the shows together, shop together, and just hang out together. He was always around her...confusion sets in...was it because he wanted to be around her or was it because he had a hidden agenda? She knew of his troubles with BUD and Rayne, she knew that Rayne was giving him a hard time...but he knew that Roxy couldn't help him...so he couldn't be using her to get to Rayne. Wait...why was this even coming to mind? Was she actually considering starting something with NovaCaine? Yes, she had feelings for someone else but would they ever become known, would she ever have the chance to tell this someone how she felt? No...it would never happen. He was someone who was a million miles away...Tampa Bay to be exact. Nevertheless, she knows that that avenue of regret was something that she needed to just walk away from and move on. She thinks to herself as she fails the mission in the game, "Move on." Feeling rather lost she just sits there, indian-style. She looks over at her cellphone, flips it open and begins to scroll through the numbers. She stops and stares at the numbers on her phone for a few minutes. She presses the TALK button and places the phone against her ear and waits. After a few moments she hangs up. "Damn voicemail," she mumbles. She runs her fingers back through her hair and leans back in her gaming chair, just dazing out. She allows her head to fall to the side and begins to stare out of the window not too far from where she's sitting. She begins to talk to herself, "He's so sweet and yet you know his bad side, you know he's unpredictable, he could snap at any moment...he could love me like there's no tomorrow and he could go on a fucking spree like a dog with every whore in town. Wait...is he capable of love after what Whisper put him through?" "Roxy...why are you spazzin?" She looks up and there stands Stephanie. "Hey," she sits up and turns toward her, "What a surprise! Whatcha doin' here?" Stephanie walks around, as big as a house (pregnant, again with #4) and sits down on the couch behind Roxy's chair, Roxy swivels around to face her. "I came over to see how you were. I knew you were leaving tomorrow for Chicago and I just wanted to check in with you and see how things are going." Roxy looks down at the controller still in her hand, fidgeting with it, her hair falling to one side of her face. She looks up at Stephanie with a lost look. "Tell me what's bothering you." "Well, I"m just thinking of....well, you know...," Roxy waits for her to speak. Stephanie giggles, "The One Not To Be Spoken Of...OoOoOoOoO." "Yeah...whatever...anyway, yeah...but I've come to realize that I could probably be passing up something great and..." Roxy drifts off. "Babe, listen," Stephanie sits at the edge of the couch and grabs a hold of Roxy's hands, "I know you've been through some hard times the last 2 years...the divorce, the kidnapping, losing Rayne...and you've been dealing with a lot of shit...but you've got to realize that you might be waiting on nothing, your relationship with Dude isn't one of a friendly level and that night, that I bitched at him about for hours, was a night that he took advantage of your vulnerability. Forget him." "Steph, I know he used me, as I used him. I needed to feel that sense of humanity, of feeling needed, even wanted...and that night we both satisfied each other's wants and needs...time and time and time again." Roxy laughs as Stephanie add, "Yes, I remember the bruises and hickeys...you guys were like high schoolers...not to mention that Paul mentioned it at dinner the next evening...saying something about the noise." "Trips was busy himself...regardless, even though we will never be anything, I don't know...the man was always in my thoughts...oddly enough, not as of late." Roxy smirks. "Really...then who is?" Roxy shrugs. "Oh wait!" Stephanie smirks, "What's going on with Andrew?" A smile forms on Roxy's face, "We're friends." "Oh, c'mon! He's always with you and I saw the cover of ProDi and you guys make a cute couple...and it's always good when dad grunts and mumbles about that kinda stuff." "He doens't like Nova?" "Like it matters, he doens't like Bam!" They both laugh as Roxy stands up rather quickly. "I got a flight to catch in a few hours, I need to get ready, c'mon, you can help me pack." Roxy and Stephanie head up to her room. 
Arriving in Chicago rather late Saturday night, Roxy calls Andrew's apartment as soon as she unboards the plane, but he wasn't there, she got his answering machine. Then early that morning, she tried again and got no answer. "Where the heck is he?" She says. She then stops and feels a bit silly because she was actually feeling jealous. She digs her cell out of her bag and calls his cellphone which goes directly into voicemail. "Damnit! He has his phone off." She was really anxious to see him but with signings, meeting with potential wrestlers that John Patterson was scouting, Roxy was really busy at Headquaters and didn't make it to the WCPW Arena; which was on the South Side, until a couple hours before the show. She headed for her small, quaint office to drop off her bag and briefcase, even sat down with Sam, the owner of WCPW for a bit to catch up on old times, they were friends when they were in high school. Wearing her lo-rise, tight fitting jeans; which accented her Latina curves rather nicely, her scuffed steel-toed boots, with a black sheer spandex shirt which exposed her toned abs and black lace bra. For some reason she was nervous and a bit excited. She wanted to find Nova to have a talk with him, maybe get some hint as to how he felt about her. The entire flight over she thought about him and his smile and his crazy advances. She hadn't felt like this since she was a teenager; then she thought about how ironic that Nova was Seifer's arch enemy, but that really didn't matter. Then, really quickly, her thoughts shift to that one night at Trips house. There was a small get-together. Only a handful of people were invited for a game of Texas Hold'em. It was back in early February. The night was long, drink were many, luck was in the air...and by the end of the night, so where her clothes. She left before he woke up, she had booked an early pick-up so that she could arrive in New York on time to meet with the vendors and so forth. The entire day she regretted her mistake, especially when he sent her 6 dozen roses and a card that read, 'Thanks for the wild night.', she threw the flowers away and tried to never think about it again...although they had seen each other from time to time thereafter...she vowed to never let it happen again. Now...there was someone who was giving her the attention she crazed, and what she wanted right now...and it's funny, because for the last couple of weeks, she knew it was him but she was fighting it. He was all she could think of all she could... As she turned the corner she saw Whisper walking away from him and she noticed his eyes and the smile he was wearing. She sighs and it was as if everything was pointless. She walked passed Whisper, "Hey girl...good luck tonight." "Thanks." She says as she disappears down the hall. Roxy heads over and sits down with Nova, "So...enjoying the view?" "Huh?" He says all surprised and looking like he got caught. Roxy laughs, though inside she just wanted to rip his eyes out, "Men...they never change." She shakes her head as everything she wanted to tell him is once again subdued for she was not going to set herself up to get hurt...not again. [tbc by nova, if he wants] | | |
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| Don't ya just hated when the girl you find so much within , that girl that grounds you to some sense of normalcy catches you doing something you werent suppose too....But then again why was Roxy looking a little hurt that he had been staring at Whisper's ass when she left..Could it be she was a bit jealous? Jealous over a friend? ..Hmmm this is an interesting turn of events Roxy" Men...they never change." Nova winked at her " I was just watching the view..." Reaching over and playfully patting her on the knee ,which she quickly pulled away from him " You shouldnt be so shocked ..I do the same thing when you leave" What was that..A hint of a blush on her cheeks Nova shoved the platter he had been guarding like gold towards her .." Want a hot wing?" Roxy" What about training to be at your best?" Nova leans back a little pulling up the front of his shirt for a quick flash of his Abs..Smirking " I figure why fuck with perfection" Unable to hold back a giggle even though she was still a little pissed at him " You will never change " Still offering the hot wings ,waiting for her to take one " Not one damn bit" She took a wing from the plate ,taking a bite of it "This tastes kind of funny" Nova chomps down another one" You kidding, these are great....mmmm extra hoof in this one" Roxy" What?" Nova looks around " Nothin" He waited until she was looking away before he chanced a peek at her..Damn why she so tempting to him, he knew she had dropped that F-bomb on him like a brick wall...No not that f-word...The other one , the really bad one if you think you care about a girl and want something more..That word that sinks into a man's crotch like a dagger....Friend. Nova's eyes scan over her approvingly " Looks like you are getting in pretty fine shape yourself..When do I get to see that sexy figure work its magic " Roxy" I am still working on my first match back" Dirty thoughts racing around with this grin " Ohhhh yeah, thats what I meant..A match" That friends is a definate blush on those gorgeous cheeks... But what a predicament this puts a man in..She has become his companion , he wakes up every morning and the first thing he wonders is what is she doing..They travel almost constantly together..They have even slept in the same rooms ,though honestly he didnt do much sleeping..Most of the night he tried not to think about the half naked girl laying in the other bed .....Whisper had left a big hole in him when she had decided to go play with kindergarten kid ,but he felt like that hole was filled when Roxy was with him...Still he worried she had another motive and was still hanging onto the past.. I am telling you this ..Figuring out women is like trying to figure out Rocket Science...They can make things go shooting off towards the stars, but its a helluva an equation thats gotta be solved to get that to happen. Nova took a sip of his soda..frowning and trying not to spit it all over the place..I mean their is a lady present.. Mental reminder: Smack that damn crew guy in the face with a sock full of quarters for buying diet soda...Ewwww The big bad birdie came by right about then..Strolling along like he just found a new nest to squat on ..Nova watched as Roxy stared at him and seemed to be considering saying something to him, but their glance only lasted a moment and she turned back towards Nova..Who watched Sparrow turn the corner Nova" Looks like sniffing in all the metal polish for his shiny hat made him even more annoying." Roxy" Huh?" Nova" Nothin" Nova wanted so much to lay everything out on the table to her..and I am not just talking hot wings..ugh thats to much birdhorse in one meal...Anyway..He wanted to tell her what he was feeling, what he wanted, He wanted to know what she wanted...Most of all he just wanted to hold her without the uncomfortable silence that came everytime he touched her...But alas all he could come up with at that moment was.. Nova" I missed you" Damn that sounds lame.. Nova looked at Roxy and smiled ..No not one of those cocky little smirks or a smug grin..An actual smile..An Andrew Caine smile, not a Nova expression TBC By Roxy is she wants..If not then I guess anyone else | | |
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| [written by Andrew and Roxy] Roxy sits back crossing her legs, resting her hands on her lap. She wants to tell him that she missed him and thought of him everyday but as soon as she saw him staring at Whisper as she walked away, her guard went up as quick as a teenage boys cock. Semi-avoiding the question, she says, "Um...so, talking to Whisper again? You guys trying to rekindle the old magic or testing the waters trying to see if there's any magic to rekindle?"
Trying not to laugh, but sensing she is a wee bit jealous, he gives her a sly little smirk. "Well pardon me for a second," he clears his throat, pretends to fix his hair and looks directly at her. In a rather loud voice he says, "ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME???" He leans back in his chair, chuckling, "I would rather put my nuts in meat grinder. Becca will always be apart of my life because we have had such a history together, but there is no flame there to rekindle. It got put out the moment she went surfing elementary schools for dates."
Roxy stifles a giggles, "Are you sure you don't have anything romantic for her?" Winking at her and leaning a little closer, "Why Miss Garcia, if I didnt know better I would say you were jealous." Roxy rolls her eyes as he continues. "I am one hundred percent...wait! No...make that two hundred percent sure that there is no romance left between us. Everything me and Becca had to say to each other on that front has already been said. Why are you so curious?" Laughing and nudging her with his foot under the table, she responds while pushing his foot away, "Andrew, I'll be the first to say that a strong love, whether it was good or bad, is a lasting love. Look at me and Seifer." He mumbles, "I rather not remember that." "Sorry." She says, tucking her hair behind her ear with her left hand. "All I'm saying is...she hurt you bad. That's something that will be hard to forget."
Nova rubs his chin, taking another sip of his soda, "I agree, you don't forget the pain that the other person caused you, what you do with it is turn it into something good. Everyone assumes I am just wallowing away because Becca is with Mat now, but they couldn't be further from the truth. The relationship I had with Becca was fiery ,and oh, so much fun but it also was harmful to both of us. She wanted me to be someone I am not. If a leopard could change it spots it might,but it wouldnt make it any less of a leopard." Taking a moment to shrug that old feeling off, "I know you still feel a strong bond to Seif, but I hope someday you realize a dream is a nice thing to have,but it won't be there to hold you in the morning."
Lost in what he just said, she finally catches up to what he said about Seifer. She double blinks and looks at him confused. "A dream? I don't dream about Seifer. What he and I had 15 years ago...has long been dead and gone. Yeah, I feel a strong bond with Seifer but it's more of a friendship than anything else." She pauses for a bit, trying to muster up the strength to ask the next question that has been dying for her to ask since she sat down. "Would you be able to jump right into another relationship? What I mean is if the situation presented itself, do you feel like you are ready, like you can give her all that you are?" "That's a deep issue," he says, taking a second to ponder it. He considers making a cheap joke, but can see the seriousness in her face. "I would like to give you a definate answer, but there isnt one. If it was the right girl, then yeah, I am ready to move on with my life. I am trying to kick the drinking, I am hoping Rayne will finally come to her senses and give me a long term deal and I think my in-ring skills are improving with each match, so what better way to prove that I am no longer holding on to the past then to build a new future. So if that girl comes along that is ready for the good and the bad that comes with being with me ..I am ready to give her one helluva trip." Roxy sighs. "What is the good and the bad?" Chuckling, he replies, "Well...are you sure you know who I am?" He asked a big joking with her but seeing that he didn't get the response he wanted, he moves on, "The good should be pretty obvious...beyond being dead sexy, of course." She giggles this time. Winking at her, he says, " I am kind to a fault and the passion I have for my woman will surpass anything she has ever experience. On the same note though, I have short temper. I can be extremely violent towards people, not her mind you, but she may witness me doing this violent acts and of course I am a bit of a bastard and I enjoy getting a rise out of people."
Slowly exhaling and clasping his hands together in front of him while leaning forward on the chair he asks, "Why do I feel like I am at a job interview?" She rolls her eyes, "Don't be silly. I was just wondering. We have never talked about our past relationships or how we feel about future ones at that."
After giving her a snipit of her own medicine, with an eye roll right back, he adds, "I was just wondering, a guy kind of likes to know if he's being sized up as boyfriend material...cause, you know, if I was, I would want to put my best foot forward...hell, I might even put on clean underwear." "Funny. I just asked a question...what? You can't answer?"
Nova notices that she's getting rather nervous the closer he gets to her. "Hun, I thought I already answered your question..but hey, let me add this on as well: The future holds what it will. I no longer want to live in the past and I don't forsee the future. The present is all I have right now. Relationships are tricky animal to master, but I am trying to figure them out, so my next one will last forever." Roxy switches her legs and crosses the other way, "Um...well, do you," she coughs and clears her throat, "Do you have anyone in mind at the moment?"
Nova looks her square in the eyes. A smile curling his lips upward, "I got one very good prospect, but unfortunately for me she just wants to be friends." Oh my gawd! Roxy thinks to herself...is he trying to insinuate her? Don't jump to conclusions Roxy!
Roxy asks, "Really...do I know her?" Nova leans in real close, his lips inches away from hers, "Yeah , I think you know her pretty well." Feeling a bit uncomfortable, yet willing, Roxy freezes up and moves away shyingly, "Andrew?"
Nova retreats back, leaning back on his chair and sighing, "Anyway, she is a wonderful girl and I think the world of her...I sure hope she knows that." Roxy just sits there and stares at him for what seemed like forever. She becomes lost in his eyes as he returns the stare. After a few minutes or hours, she didn't which, she stands up, feeling rather flushed, exhausted and discombobulated. He stands as well. They are standing there facing each other. "Andrew, I'm going to..." He takes a step toward her and she somewhat flinches but doesn't move away. He takes another step and this time his hands are on her hips, his thumbs are touching her soft warm skin, sending electricity through his arms. In his mind they were both already undressed, ready to head into whatever astral plane they could find. She moved in close to him, her arms resting on his, her hands feeling his muscles in his upper arm. Their lips were only a inch away from the beginning of something they both knew they wanted. "Isn't this special?" The moment is broken by Rayne. Roxy drops her head on his chest and grunt in anger. "What the fuck do you want?" Nova asks. "Awwwww...how sweet, Nova is going to be my next daddy." "Rayne...was it that you want?" Roxy snaps back, stepping away from Nova and taking a step towards Rayne. "I actually came looking for Mr. Caine." Rayne moves her attention to Nova, "You will be in a match on the 27th. You're opponent will be announced at the beginning of the match." She looks at him up and down, as if he was a bowl of ice cream and she was a fat kid, "You've impressed me a great deal." "This isn't to impress you, this is to get my job back." The corner of Rayne's mouth curls, "You know, if you ever get tired of the used and abused, you might want to try a newer model." Nova places his arm around Roxy's waist as she tries to walk in Rayne's directions. "No thanks. Those newer models are all fake and made out of plastic and then you gotta break them in...nah...I prefer experience." Rayne gives him the finger and walks away. Roxy turns around, his arm still around her waist. She grabs his face with her hands and passionately kisses him. He now wraps both arms around her, running his hand up her back to the back of her head, lightly pushing her deeper into the kiss. It was as if they haven't kissed anyone in years. They were so wrapped up into each other, at that moment, that nothing else matters not even James who pushes them out of his way as he tries to get some chicken wings, which doesn't even make them stop. "Get a fucking room." James says as the continue to kiss. [tbc by nova, if he wants] | | |
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| Mission control this is the brain:We are a go on all cylinders. Lips to brain...Lips to brain This is brain go ahead lips.. Just wanted to say this is fuckin awesome..Nice work Concentrate lips..Concentrate...We are sending the tongue..I repeat we are sending the tongue. Novaconda to brain..Should I prepare soldiers for insertion .. Brain to novacoda..Target is still under enemy protection..To soon to tell..Standby. Nova pulled back from Roxy looking down at her and smiling ..She laid her head against his chest ,her hand rubbing a gentle circular motion on his chest " That was nice" Nova was still waiting for his toes to uncurl,but you never tell a girl she has you..You make the mistake and the next think you know you are standing a crowd super market checkout line waiting for some snickering,pimple faced teenager to do a price check on the super sized box of extra asorbent tampons...No thanks.. Nova" Yeah it was .." Running his hand through her hair ..wrapping a few strands around his finger.. James shoved back by his pockets now full of hot wings .." Fucking lovey dovey shit makes me sick" Nova smirks at James ,releasing his hold on Roxy and stepping towards him " Didnt I already beat you up once.?" James turns around shoving another winglet in his mouth chomping through it bone and all ,mumbling something about jet lag and not being ready. Nova starts to take another step towards James but Roxy's hand pressing firmly against his chest stops him..He wasnt really angry with James ,hell he didnt even know Jame..His anger was centered on one spiteful little bitch who was trying her best to ruin both his career and probably his personal life..The twenty seventh was just fine with him..Anyone she wanted to throw at him he would knock down ....He was fed up with her little game either he would win and demand a contract or he would lose and be rid of her anyway.. Roxy" Look at me" Nova and James were having a little staredown...Roxy jerked on his shirt this time pulling his attention to her..Kissing him softly on the cheek Roxy" Relax, your fight isnt with him." That smile held him like nothing else could..He was always bouncing off the walls with nervous energy but her smile was calming.. James chuckled and headed off down the hallway..Nova was sure he called him pussy whipped,but at the moment looking at this lovely lady still clinging to him, the faint taste of her lips still lingering on his ..That didnt seem like such a bad thing. Roxy"Lets go some place and talk ..Get out of the hallway at least" Hmmm should I try to go for the money? ...What if she says no? Ehh fuck it , she will just have to say no..Toss it out there.. Nova" How about we go back to my apartment?" Tbc by Roxy...If and when she wants too | | |
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| ++++++++++++ Previously...on Bytches' Ultimate Domain. ++++++++++++ Roxy smiles at Nova softly, their hands squeezing each other tightly. That kiss sent her reeling. She knew that there was something special about him but this made her entire body quiver. She thought about it for a few minutes; they were both adults, consulting adults, at that. She pulled him lightly as they began walking down the hall, she hangs her head very innocently, still smiling, she turns her head to look at him knowing that he's waiting for an answer. "Sure...I have 24 in my bag." He didn't have PS2 on the brain but hey...whatever it took to get her there worked for him. They walk into her dressing room talking about her latest mission that she's accomplished on the game 24. Nova stops at the door, losing the smile. Roxy turns not knowing what to find and standing there next to her laptop and briefcase is Rayne. "What are you doing here?" Without any expression, Rayne replies, "I want to know if you were available for a match at Hangover?" "Against who?" Rayne heads towards them and cut right inbetween them while facing Nova, "I was thinking maybe against Kreed or Sean Hunter..." "If you're going to put me in a match against one of those two, I suggest you give me a contendership or a title shot...because that would be hella stupid to put me in a match against them without something on the line." Rayne turns around to face Roxy, "I know...hence why I was thinking of putting you up against Sasco or Jayson Aresnault." "Hold-up!" Roxy says a bit insulted. Nova intervenes, "Those two are worthy opponents Rox. Think about it: you have to work up the ladder to earn your title shot so who better to start that climb against than two great performers." Roxy stops and thinks, "You're right." She turns to Rayne, "Book it bitch." Rayne smirks, "Oh I will...don't worry about that." "Wait," Roxy yells, "Who am I facing?" Rayne keeps walking but replies, "You'll find out once I've released it." [Scene fades out and in another encounter] She comes busting through the two double oak doors wearing a smile and a pair of blue stone washed lo-rise jeans and a black BUD baby-t. Vince had told her time and time again; when addressing the Board she should dress in a suit or something business-like, yet Roxy being who she was, he knew she would never bend over for corporate America. She was too comfortable wearing what she wanted and had she tried to be something she wasn't, she'd lose her flare. Plus, after all these years, everyone was already accustomed to her way of doing things: casual, to the point and direct. She drops a plastic envelope on the conference table, sliding it out to the middle. She sits back, kicks her feet up and smirks. "I would like to thank y'all for coming here on such short notice." Shane sits up, looking rather upset. "Rox, why were we called here for an emergency meeting?" "Shane, you know me, I don't like beating around the bush, so I'll get to that in a few minutes. First things first..." she's interrupted by Stephanie. "Why aren't Richard and Charles here?" "Ya'never miss a beat do you sis?" Stephanie doesn't find that funny, Roxy sees and continues, "Since my return, Stephanie and I have been assisting Rayne will BUD Business. As you've seen, she really doesn't need us. Stephanie and I both agree that she should stay on as the face of BUD, but I will take my shares back and become the Chairperson." "Which also means that Roxy will become her boss." Stephanie adds. "I've already given Roxy enough shares to become the major holder." "Also, this passed weekend, I flew out to Calornia to meet with Richard and Charles...at their request." Roxy smiles arrogantly, "They sold me their shares." She points to the plastic envelope, "In the folders, you will find the new business plan for the year with the breakdown." Stephanie distributes the folders and each one begins to flip through the paperwork. The silence is broken by Vince who says very loudly, "Bam!?!" Stephanie gets up and walks over to the door, opens it and is joined by her husband, Bam Margera. "Yes, when Roxy and I were working on our shares, I gave 10% of my shares." Shane speaks before his father does, "With all due respect to you Bam, but I believe that the concern my father and I have is that you may not be equipped to assist with making the enterprising decisions that surface with a company of BUD's magnitude." Bam snickers and his grip tightens while holding Stephanie's hand. "Shane, Vince...I have a major company myself, which, as you both know, is still growing and prospering. Though, I may not have been in the wrestling business as long as your family has, when it comes to being business savvy, I believe that I have what it takes to bring a new flavor to the table. At least that's what Roxy and Stephanie believed when they each made their offer." Vince stands, "Well, there isn't any time like the present to make my announcement." He smiles, bottons his suit jacket and stands tall, "I've sold my share to a silent shareholder who has appointed me his Speaker. He will remain anonomyous until he sees fit." The smiles disappears from Roxy's face, "That isn't possible. I want to know who I'm working with." "You will, through me. I will be his voice and he trusts me when decisions need to be made. I have his proxy." "Whatever." Syck sits back and watches on in amusement. He clears his throat and thinks its time for him to make his announcement. "Since I'm retired, I've decided to sell my shares as well." Roxy stares on, "For how much?" "What are you willing to give me?" Syck says pervertedly. "Justin...c'mon...I'm serious." Trips looks over at Syck, "I'll take them, whatever you're asking for, I'll buy them." Syck smiles, licking his lips. He turns to Roxy, "How much?" Right then and there, Rayne comes walking and hands Syck a box. "Give them to me and this is yours." Syck opens the 5 foot box. There in sealed plastic is a red Superman cape. He looks over at her confused. "It's the original cape used in the Christopher Reeves Superman movies. I was only used in part one, two and three. It's going for a lot of money...more than what your 10% is worth, but I'll give you the cape for the 10%." Syck looks over at Roxy and Trip while replacing the cover to the box. "SOLD! To the girl with the cape!" Syck picks up the box and walks out, "Nice doing business with you fuckers!" Rayne takes his seat, looking very smug. "I knew you were going to oust me, but you should know better than to count me out before all the cards are played." She cross her legs, sits back and says, "So what's next on the agenda." ++++++++++++ The following occurs between the hours of 10 pm and 10am on the eve of Monday Night Hangover. ++++++++++++ NovaCaine has his face covered with a blood drenched towel. He holds the towel against his wounds, his thoughts reeling over the events that just occurred. All of a sudden something hits him. The scent, it's her perfume. He slowly turns to see her biker boots, one leg bouncing rather fast. He quickly turns and comes fact to face with Roxy. "What the hell was that all about?" "What?" Nova asks, spitting blood on her arm. "That whole show you put on out there?" "That wasn't a show, that was me giving up my career for something thats more important to me." She sigh but tries to not think about their personal lives at the moment. "Andrew, I understand that you may think that you are making the right decision but you aren't. Getting your career back is something that you've wanted since you came back onto the scene...why change that focus now? Chuckling he replies, "If you have to ask me that question, then I guess I was mistaken in my feelings. Still, that don't change the fact that I am not willing to hurt you. I don't intend on putting on a fucking spectacle for your spoiled little brat daughter. She will have to get her giggles another way, because I won't fight you." "Why not?" Roxy asks frustrated. "And don't give me this "I won't hurt you" crap!" "I never expected to find a girl that I cared about ever again. It don't need to be brought up anymore, but you know of my times with Becca, and when you came back into my life and helped me start working my way back to being clean and sober again, you actually gave me a reason to love wrestling again. I won't allow that to be shitted on by Rayne. Sure this contract was important to me. But nothing is more important than this right here," he gestures with his finger, poiting at himself and Roxy, "I understand you wanting a good fight in your first match back, but I'm not going, I know you don't wanna hear it but, I'm not going to hurt you." "UGH! Andrew...we are professionals and I believe that NovaCaine and Foxy Roxy can walk into the match, handle their business, and by the end of the night, Roxanne and Andrew will be leaving the arena hand in hand." "I can see how much this is bothering you. I will walk out to that ring on Monday and I will make sure you look good for the fans." Feeling pretty low now that Roxy couldnt see what he was trying to do, he pulls the bloody towel away from his head, allowing a little geyser of blood to hit Roxy's pants leg. "As you can see, I have no problem bleeding. You want the match, fine by me, but don't expect a fight. You're not getting one from me." She turns toward him, grabbing his hand and placing the towel back on his wound, not minding the blood on her pants, "Andrew, don't think that I don't understand why you are doing this and it's not to make me look good, but this is what she's expecting you to do. Her whole plan was to either put us at odds with each other or have you pull out of the match and lose your chances at resigning...so you are playing into her plans...do you really want to do that?" "Listen to what you just said - Either way I could come out of this match screwed. Say I fight you and what if by some chance I beat you..." she can sense the sarcasm, "Yay me, but what happens if I go too far and something happens to you? Do you think I can live with myself knowing I was the cause of that? Do you think I'd care about going on to the next person that Rayne has be scheduled against? I'd walk out." Roxy is about to say something but he stops her, "I'm not done here...moving on to the next scenario: Say that I don't win, I am still gone and in the process I have lost all that I ever was to this sport by my last match being a lost and on top of that...its a lost to you." Roxy becomes a bit insulted. He continues, "Then I got curtain number three for double the shitty prize. I don't fight you and I walk away...No matter what happens I am going to lose in this match." Roxy moves the towel and looks deep into his eyes which are covered in blood, "Andy, you would never hurt me purposely. Bones heal and what's even better is that if I do get hurt, you get to wait on me hand and foot." They laugh but Nova, winces due to the pain. She leans in and kisses him lightly on the lips, "I care about you alot and if you don't want to go through with this, then I'll talk to Rayne." "I appreciate the gesture, but I don't need you to talk to Rayne...her time with her "New Daddy" will come soon enough." He winks at her. "If you want this match, then so be it. We go through with it." "I don't want you to feel uncomfortable nor do I want you to "job" to me." "Don't stress over it..I will take care of things." They arrive at the small emergency room at St. Margaret's so that Nova can get his stitches. The next day, Nova arrives at the arena before Roxy does, the night before she asked him to join her at her home, but he declined saying that he had some things to do early this morning. What it really was, was that he was getting mixed emotions from her. Why was she so adamant to fight him? What if she and Rayne were in on this together and she was playing him for the sake of humliliating him in front of fans AND his peers? What if the whole thing was a ploy to just fuck with his head? There were so many doubts, so many 'What ifs' that aside from the stitches, this was giving him the headache of his lifetime. He didn't know how to handle this because of his doubts were just his way of having his guard up? He finds Rayne's office and presses his ear against it. He can hear her on the phone with someone. "I acquired his shares..............now, if you want them, I suggest, you beat Kreed and take that Heavyweight Championship belt away from Sparrow's grasp. I don't want him having any rank in BUD and had I know that Kreed was on his payroll, I would have handled this at BUDMania and Syck would still have that belt......are you willing to take on that challenge?........Yes, you beat Kreed and I will give 5% of BUD's shares therein giving you a seat on the Board and having some say in BUD Business........I don't give a fuck what she says or thinks. She's not my mother persaé, and there's nothing she can do about it........Just remember that if you don't beat Kreed, the offer is null and void. I'll give it to the next person will be able to get the job done.....I don't care if you are retired......if you want to fuck over Roxy, this is the way." Nova has heard enough and his doubts about Roxy slowly slip away to nothing. Knowing that Rayne wanted to fuck her over was all he needed to know that Roxy was being real with him. He barges into her office. "Look, I have to let you go, we'll talk more about this later on. Bye." Rayne hangs up the phone looks up at Nova with a raised brow, "What the hell do you think you're doing?" "I'm not going to fight Roxy, plain and simple. So give me another opponent." Rayne stands and walks over to stand right in front of him, "What is it Nova...afraid she'll wipe that ring with your face? Afraid that mommy dearest won't give it up if you beat her?" "Rayne...I know your kind...you hate to see other people happy that you will do whatever it takes to fuck it up. Roxy and I are happy and maybe because it wasn't your ass I was trying to tap, you got jealous and thought that fucking up what we had would make your panties all wet. If she and I go through with this match, it'll not only make us stronger, but the bond will have become deeper because we trust each other enough to enter the ring to face off." "So then why come to me and demand another match?" "Because regardless of our trust, I would prefer not to fight her...but if I have to...she and I have already agreed to go through with it." Rayne looks at him confused, "Then I don't see a problem here, Nova. You are schedule to fight Foxy Roxy." Losing his patience, his voice escalted to a volume louder than normal, "I'm asking you to change the match, what part of that request do you not understand. I don't want to fight her...not because I'm afraid I'm going to lose, not because of any reason your twisted brain is constructing...I don't want to fight a woman who's been standing by my side even before this time around. She has done whatever she could for me because we were friends and now that we've become closer...I won't do it. My career means the world to me but so does she." The anger inside of Rayne is growing with each acclamation. Finally she breaks. "What in the hell is so special about her? She is nothing but a homewrecking whore!! You know what I found out about my beloved Mother!!??? She was a fucking drug addict when she first opened BUD, she became and alcoholic, she had an affair with Syck while he was married and when that bitch croaked, she did whatever she could to get him to marry her. Then divorced him to become the whore she is now!" "Rayne, you are farther from the truth!" "What do you know!? You are nothing but another notch on her bedpost." "How would you know that?" Nova turns around to see Roxy standing in the doorway. "How long have you been standing there?" "Since I was a drug addict." Rayne throws her hands in the air, "Oh...and now you're going to tell me that none of it is true." Roxy walks and stands next to Nova. "Believe what you want...but whoever or where ever you got your information, it's wrong. Yes, I smoked and drank but never was I addicted. I did it recreationally." "I had this impression of you being this great person...I idolized you, you were my hero and then I'm going through files that I came across one night and found pictures, articles, magazines." "Rayne, I'm sorry that you feel that my past was less than perfect, but had it not been for my past, I would not be standing here right now. I did a lot of shady shit but never do I regret it...I don't have time. Yes, I was married twice and divorced them both, yes I smoked weed and drank JD like it was water, yes, when I met Syck we had an affair, and our wedding was not like your normal wedding but we tried to make it work. With everything that happened and he and I both on different levels in our lives, we decided that it was better for both of us that we went our seperate ways." "And me...where do I fit into all of this?" "After Harmony passed, her brother-in-law and I decided that you were better off with me...I guess we were wrong." Tears were welling up in her eyes, "FUCK YOU!" She turns to Nova, "You want the match changed? You got it! You will be facing me!" Nova and Roxy look at her confused and Roxy says, "Why are you doing this?" "Because I'm not you. Because I can and because this time around Roxy, you will realize what it's liked to be fucked over! Everything you were afraid to do with BUD, everything that you second guessed and placed on the backburner because you thought it wouldn't take...I'm going to do and I'm going to prove that I'm better than you." Under his breath Nova says, "Poor little rich girl." Rayne hears him, "Far from it, bitch. Come Monday night you will see that this spoiled, coldhearted bitch is nothing but the real thing. So you got yourself a match Nova! And I will not let you win. I'm going to be the one that says, 'I ruined NovaCaine career! I was the one that ended him and killed his dream!' I want to be the one that you will member forever as the one bitch that did not buy into your charm or lack thereof." Rayne walks over to the door and holds it open for them. "Now leave!" "Rayne, you can't change the match, the card has already been made public." "Card is subject to change at my discretion...and I just acted on that discretion." Nova grabs Roxy's hand and leads her out of Rayne's office, "I'll be more than happy to beat your ass in the ring." Roxy storms away leaving Nova there at the doorway, "And we both know why you're doing this?" She looks at him with a quizzical yet anger expression. "It's the only way you'll get me to touch you without a ten foot pole." He laughs and walks away just as she slams the door. | | |
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