Heart Stopper 4
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"I
can't believe you want me to do this." Trish sighed. Roxy had checked out the
hospital and was keeping true to her word of helping Trish better her
wrestling.
"Come on attack me." Roxy whined. "If you want me to help you
have to attack me."
"I don't know." Trish said questioning to
herself.
"What are you two doing?" Bubba asked walking to were they were
practicing. He stood on the outside of the ring and looked at them.
"She
won't attack me." Roxy huffed. Bubba looked at Roxy like she had grown a second
head. "I'm helping her train."
"Oh why don't you all have a quick match
to see where she needs help." Bubba suggested.
"You want to wrestle her?"
Trish asked shocked. "No offense Rox but she's an animal. You want me to be
ripped to pieces."
"I'm not that bad." Roxy pouted.
"No but your
tough as hell." Trish laughed.
"I'll go easy on you." Roxy smiled. The
two women locked up with Roxy quickly over powering her. Rosy whipped her off
the ropes and into a clothesline. Trish got back up to her feet and tried to
attack Roxy but Roxy got her into a submission move, Trish tapped
immediately.
"That was quick." Bubba laughed.
"Why don't you get
in the ring with her?" Trish said rolling out the ring.
"Maybe I will."
Bubba said hopping into the ring. Roxy walked over to Bubba and kicked him in
the knee, extracting a look of pain from him. "Maybe not."
"You guys are
no fun." Roxy pouted folding her arms. "Come on Trish I'm suppose to help
you."
After a few hours of helping Trish. Roxy decided to go on her own
to the gym. She said her good byes to Trish and Bubba, and she skipped off to
the gym. She poked her head in the door and smirked. She carefully tip toed into
the gym and covered her prey's eyes.
"Guess who?" Roxy
giggled.
"Roxy." Brock laughed. Roxy look her hands of his eyes and sat
next to him.
"How'd you know?" Roxy asked surprised.
"Because I
know that voice anywhere." Brock smiled. "What are you doing here?"
"I
was helping Trish improve her wrestling skills, so I decided to come see you."
Roxy laughed.
"Shouldn't you be resting?" Brock asked
concerned.
"Shouldn't you stop worrying?" Roxy mocked playfully. "I have
had a concussion before."
"I'm just making sure you're alright." Brock
sighed.
"I am." Roxy smiled. "What do you want to do?"
"What?"
Brock asked confused.
"Why don't we watch a movie? I can bring snacks and
you can pick the movie, since you don't like skating." Roxy
grinned.
"Sure." Brock said caving in.
"Great, I'll meet you at
your room in about and hour. Cya." Roxy said running out the gym. She dashed up
the stairs and strait to Trish's door. She knocked and waited. Trish tiredly
opened the door and stared at Roxy.
"I need your help." Roxy pouted
walking in.
"With what?" Trish asked.
"I need you to cover for me.
If Rob ask where I am tell him I'm with you." Roxy pleaded.
"I would but
there is one problem." Trish explained. "If Rob comes looking for you and your
not here. I think he'd notice."
"Well tell him I'm asleep and I finally
wore myself out." Roxy snickered.
"Ok. I do owe you anyway." Trish
sighed. "I shall do my best."
"Thanks." Roxy said hugging
her.
"Wait." Trish thought for a moment. "When will you be
back?"
"I don't know." Roxy shrugged. "Bye-bye." Roxy said running out
the room and into her hotel room. She took a shower and changed her clothes. She
changed into a pink pair on Pajamas and pulled her hair up into pigtails with
pink ribbons, taking her backpack with her. She peeked out into the hallway to
make sure Rob wasn't there and then she began her trip to Brock's
room.
"Roxy." Spike called. Roxy froze and timidly turned around. "What
are you doing?"
"Looking for a candy or soda machine." Roxy
lied.
"Just wondering." Spike said walking down the hall.
"That
was too close." Roxy said walking down to Brock's room. She finally got there
unseen and waited for Brock to open the door.
"Hey." Brock said letting
her in. They sat on the couch for awhile and just talked.
"What was your
mom like?" Brock asked.
"I don't remember." Roxy sighed. "All I remember
is coming home one day and she wasn't there. In the house there were no
pictures, not anything that proved she even existed."
"Did you ever meet
her?" Brock questioned further.
"I think so, I just don't remember. It's
like apart of my childhood was erased. Some of it is just a big blank." Roxy
shrugged.
"Sorry." Brock said sincerely.
"You didn't know it's
alright." Roxy said smiling at him. They spent the rest of the night watching a
movie. Roxy moved closer to him and rested her head on his shoulder. AT the end
of the movie Brock looked down to find her fast asleep. He smiled and gently
picked her up. He walked into his room and tucked her into his bed, and stood
there for a moment and watched her sleep.
"She really is an angel." Brock
said to himself. He gave her a kiss on the forehead and settled himself in on
the couch.
"Trish have you seen Roxy." Rob said coming to the
door.
"She's right here, but she's sleeping. She finally calmed herself
to sleep." Trish said hoping the excuse would do.
"I saw her earlier. She
said something about candy or soda." Spike said walking over to Rob. Trish
looked at Spike with wide eyes. "Then she said she was going to be at
Trish's."
"Oh ok." Rob said walking down the hall.
"That was
close." Trish sighed.
"Where is she?" Spike asked.
"If I knew I'd
tell you." Trish mumbled folding her
arms.
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