Heart Stopper 9
A/N: I can't believe so many people reviewed my
story!!! Thankies!
Disclaimer: I own nothing. I made up the character
Roxy!
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"Depends what'd you do?"
Tommy asked walking over to Roxy.
"Nothing." Roxy said flashing him a
smile.
"Doesn't look like nothing." Tommy said calmly before raising his
voice a little. "What are you doing dressed like that? Rob would kill you if he
saw you like that."
"I was on my way out." Roxy said softly hoping her
excuse would do.
"With you hair a mess and some of your make up smeared?"
Tommy questioned a little sarcastically. "You look like a hooker."
"I do
not." Roxy growled.
"Whose room was that you just came out of?" Tommy
asked seriously.
"That's none of your business." Roxy said, and started
to walk away from him.
"Maybe we should make this Rob's business
instead." Tommy challenged. Roxy froze and turned around looking at Tommy
shocked but also afraid. "You have a choice you either tell me or I can tell
Rob."
"Fine I was out on a date." Roxy said when Tommy had caught up with
her in the hallway.
"With." Tommy trailed off. Roxy stopped and sighed.
"Why don't I like the sound of that."
"Brock Lesnar." Roxy
mumbled.
"This is a joke right?" Tommy said laughing nervously. "Yea this
has to be payback for all the times I but gum in your hair and tripped you
right?" Roxy just looked at him. "Oh God this isn't a joke. Rob is going to kill
me."
"You?" Roxy asked.
"Yea me. I'm suppose to look out for his
little sister while he's away and what do I do? I screw up. He's going to kill
you, then me and finally Brock. We are all screwed." Tommy said whimpering a
little.
"Look I have the answer to al our problems." Roxy said as she
continued down the hall. "What Rob doesn't know won't hurt me." Roxy finished
before she ran down the hall and into her room.
"Well, well, well." Trish
smirked. "Look who decided to come home."
"Hi." Roxy said smiling
brightly at her.
"Don't hi me." Trish said swatting her playfully. "So it
turns out cute little Roxy isn't as innocent as we thought."
"What do you
mean?" Roxy asked curiously.
"Oh come on." Trish said laughing. "You come
back at damn near noon, in the same clothes you had on when you left for your
date, plus you look a little roughed up. Ok little maybe the understatement of
the year."
"It wasn't even like that so get your head out of the gutter."
Roxy said sticking her tongue out at Trish.
"Ok, I believe you." Trish
said circling her friend. "Even though you didn't do that, you had to be doing
something else."
"How can you say that?" Roxy asked with a
smirk.
"Cause you have one hell of a hickey on your neck." Trish said
barely containing her laughter. Roxy grabbed her neck and ran into the bathroom.
She checked her neck in the mirror and screamed. "She's in deep
shit."
After at least an hour Roxy had gotten herself together. She had
covered the hickey on her neck to the best of her ability with her hair and an
oversized shirt.
"I am in so much trouble." Roxy sighed walking
out.
"I know and don't you have a match tonight?" Trish
questioned.
"I forgot." Roxy said falling backwards on the bed. "But I
can wear a choker." Roxy concluded making Trish double over in laughter. "What
are you laughing about?"
"You of all people has a hickey, from Brock
Lesnar." Trish laughed.
"Well at least Tommy didn't see the hickey." Roxy
smirked.
"He saw you coming out of the room?" Trish asked
wide-eyed.
"Yea but he's not going to tell so everything is alright."
Roxy sighed when there was a knock at the door. Roxy got up and opened it to
find Rob.
"Hey." Rob said hugging her.
"Hey." Roxy said a little
bit nervous.
"What's wrong?" Rob asked looking at her.
"She's just
a little tired." Trish snickered.
"What is she laughing at?" Rob asked
stepping in.
"Nothing, she's high." Roxy said giving Trish a look.
"Ignore her."
"So you haven't gotten into anything, have you?" Rob asked
giving Roxy a questionable look. He could sense something wasn't quite
right.
"It's not what she got into, it's what she has on her now." Trish
snickered softly. Roxy took off her sandal and threw it at Trish.
"I can
see you two have something to work out so I'm going to go. Before you inflict
any damage on me." Rob said laughing as he walked out.
"You want me in
trouble don't you?" Roxy giggled grabbing her pillow and hitting a hysterical
Trish.
"I can't help it." Trish said laughing as she fell off the bed. "I
had to say something."
"I know, I guess its payback for when I blurted
out your feelings to Bubba when I was in the hospital." Roxy
sighed.
"Well come one we have to get to the arena." Trish sighed getting
her bag. "We'll need all the time we can get to cover that thing on your
neck."
Later at the Arena
"Are you sure it's covered?" Roxy asked
a little worried.
"Yes." Trish said laughing. Roxy had on a pair of lime
green lace up shorts, a white tank top with a clover on it, and a think green
choker, green wrestling boots, and her hair in pigtails with matching clover
barrettes.
"You still find this funny." Roxy said folding her
arms.
"I know it's funny." Trish said snickering.
"Well I got to
go, I have a match." Roxy said getting up.
"Not for another 15 minutes."
Trish said confused.
"I'm just going to wait at the behind the curtains."
Roxy said getting up and walking out the locker room.
"That girl is one
sick puppy." Trish laughed.
"Trish." Bubba called.
"Coming baby."
Trish said walking out as well.
"Hello." Roxy said walking into the
dressing room.
"Hey don't you have a match?" Brock asked.
"Not
now." Roxy said giving him a peck on the cheek. "In the next few minutes yes."
Roxy explained sitting next to him.
"Did you tell your cousin?" Brock
asked.
"No and he's not my cousin, he's really my brother." Rosy said.
"We can tell him later."
"How did this become we?" Brock asked with a
smile.
"Because." Roxy laughed. "You are coming with me when we tell
Rob." Roxy said giving him a kiss on the lips. "I have to go."
"Why?"
Brock asked.
"I have a match." Roxy laughed then gave him a kiss. "I'll
be back don't worry." Roxy said getting up. She walked to the door and blew him
a kiss, then she was off. She went down to meet her opponent, Torrie, in the
ring. She got the win over Torrie with a DDT and the Sweet Dreams (Shooting Star
Press). Roxy began to walk up the ramp when something got her
attention.
"Hello Roxy." Paul said on the walking out to the ramp.
"You're probably wondering what I'm doing out here. Well let's not wait any
longer. Role the footage." Paul showed Trish helping Roxy to cover the hickey on
her neck. Roxy instantly grabbed her neck and watched in horror. "Now I know you
all are probably wondering who gave Little Miss Innocence that hickey. Also I'm
sure your brother Rob would like to know." Paul laughed with his sadistic smile.
"Let's show the people that." And on the titontron was the what had gone down a
few minutes ago when Roxy was in Brock's dressing room. Paul showed the kiss and
the conversation. Roxy had, had enough. She began to walk up the ramp, sure
enough Paul was still laughing at the top of the ramp. Roxy slapped the taste
out of his mouth and kicked him in the face before walking
backstage.
'Rob is going to go ballistic.' Roxy thought as she walked
through the halls while people just stared at her.
"ROXY!" Rob
screamed.
'I'm toast.' Roxy sighed leaning against the
wall.
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