Title: One Step Back
Author: Jami Lynn
Chapter: 11
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the wrestlers used in this story, 'cause if I
did, I'd be busy with them right now *grin*. But I do own Jami, for she is me.
Tasha owns herself. (Heaven help the person who tries to claim he/she owns
either of us). This is the sequel to "Take That Step" you find the
address to that story in my signature at the bottom of this email. And I use the
wrestlers wrestling names in the story, JUST DEAL WIT IT! And don't bother suing
me...all you'd get is a half eaten ham sandwich and a bag of chips from 2 years
ago.
Distribution: Ask me if you can use it, more than likely I will say yes.
Rating: So far, it's a PG-13
Content: Nothing bad as of yet, probably won't be anything to bad
either....maybe some cussing.
Spoilers: Um...anything can happen and I'm just writing as I go, so I don't know
yet *L*.
Summary: Lita has passed out when she ran into Ivory, and now someone else is
wanting to complicate the situation.
Feedback: I need feedback like I need air! So give it to me, babee!
Email: [email protected]
"Lita? Hun, wake up!" Torrie gently prodded and Lita's eyes fluttered
open. She could feel the cold cement floor through her shirt and she knew she
was laying on her back. She saw the concerned faces of Torrie, Ivory and Chris
leaning over her. "What happened?" Lita asked, struggling to sit up.
"You passed out." Chris told her simply. Lita nodded, "Yeah, I
remember that now. I remember walking out of the locker room and seeing Ivory.
And then I had a flashback of the chair hitting my head." Lita told them.
Ivory kneeled down next to her and grabbed her hands. "Lita, I am so sorry
about what happened! I honestly didn't mean to hurt you! The chair just hit
wrong! I feel so bad! I'm truly sorry!" Ivory apologized profusely. Lita
managed to give her a small smile. "It's okay, I know you didn't mean for
it to happen like it did. Jami and Matt explained that to me. It's okay."
Ivory gave a sigh of relief. "Oh, I am so glad you feel that way! I was so
worried about you!" Ivory said.
She started to say more but she was interrupted by someone else. "Well, I
still say she's faking all of this. She always was such a drama queen."
Lita looked up into the cold eyes of a tall, leggy blonde. Torrie stood up and
faced the other blonde. "Oh shut up Stacy. You have no idea what you are
talking about! I suggest you mind your own business!" "And who is
going to make me?" Stacy asked with a sneer. "I will." Chris
said, standing next to Torrie.
Lita stood up and put a hand on Chris' shoulder and her other hand on Torrie's.
"It's okay guys, let me handle this." Before saying a word to Stacy,
she leaned over and whispered to Torrie, "Who exactly is she?" Torrie
whispered back, "Stacy Keibler, she was Ivory's tag team partner in the
match you were injured in." Lita nodded.
"So, you have some sort of problem with me?" Lita asked Stacy. Stacy
raised an eyebrow at her. "Yeah, I have a problem with you. See...the thing
is...I don't like you. I think you are just another slut that slept her way to
the top." Lita clenched and unclenched her jaw before she replied. "I
hate to ruin your image of me, but I didn't sleep my way anywhere. Unlike you, I
actually have the talent for this business!" Stacy looked at her, shocked
that Lita had spoken so harshly. Usually Lita would just roll her eyes and
ignore her.
Ivory stood next to Lita, "Stacy, maybe you should leave now." she
suggested. Stacy looked at Lita, noticing her clenched fists and narrowed eyes.
She turned and flounced away without saying another word. Lita let out a
relieved sigh before the group resumed their journey to Matt and Jeff's locker
room.
Chapter 12
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