Outta My Head and Into My Arms
A.N: Tra la! Last
chapter!
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WWE.
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Chapter
6: At Peace
"You!" Christian yelled as he stalked into the locker room,
where Molly and the other women were gathered. He was pointing at
Molly.
"Yes?" Molly questioned looking at him confused.
"Why do
you do this to me? To him in fact? Why must you make things so hard? After he
wrote you that little sentence and gave you a rose you turn him down. And it's
not the fact you turned him down it was the way that you did it! You could've
told him face to face a least!" Christian said and with every word inching
closer to Molly.
"I know that I will kick myself for asking this but what
the hell are you talking about?" Victoria asked as she looked at
Christian.
"Chris." Christian said as he sat on the bench in the locker
room. "For the past week we have shared a hotel room. I personally think that it
is not normal for a man to cry while he is borrowing the hotel maids vacuum
cleaner and cry. Then he is depressed. For the sake of all he hasn't insulted
anyone in a week. And it's all her fault." Christian said as he tugged on his
hat.
"And why now does this effect you?" Trish asked as she looked at
Christian who looked very distraught.
"Look at what he did to me."
Christian said he pulled his hat off. "I have been pulling my hair out because
of his annoying and constant bitching. So by the end of the week I have well
less hair forcing me to chop it off."
"Well at least you look better from
this whole experience." Stacy shrugged.
"No that is not the point."
Christian said as he ran a hand over his shorter hair. "The point is that my
best friend-"
"And most likely only." Victoria said as she cut in on what
he was saying. Christian just narrowed his eyes at her.
"Has been
suffering all because she could not even give him a decent rejection." Christian
said as he once again blamed Molly.
"I thought it was a joke." Molly
shrugged. "I mean I like Chris but I figured that it was Steven because he
always jokes with me about it."
"You know what this means right?"
Christian said as he smile rose on his face.
"What?" Molly asked looking
at him clueless.
"You will march your behind to his locker room and put
him out of his misery." Christian said in a sadistic yet calm voice.
"You
want me to kill him?" Molly asked trying to be sarcastic. Christian grabbed her
arm and pulled her to the door and threw her out. "Don't come back until you
make up with him!" He turned back around to see all the divas staring at him.
"Don't give me that look; you all know it needed to be done."
'You know
it's just one of those days I swear.' Molly thought as she walked to Chris's
locker room lightly tapping on the door. "And of course he doesn't want to
answer." Molly said under her breath. She sighed to herself as he opened the
door to the locker room finding him sitting on the chair lazily watching the
monitor. Deciding quickly not to say anything, she simply walked over to him
sitting next to him. "I got the rose." Chris looked at her stunned for a moment,
he hadn't noticed her entrance.
"Yea I kind of figured." Chris said
tightly.
"Look I just didn't want this to end up to be one of silly
dreams again." Molly said looking at him.
"Wait so you didn't confront me
cause you hated me?" Chris asked a little bit shocked. Molly shook her
head.
"No I wanted to make sure that this time it was for real." Molly
said turning his face so that he was looking in her direction. Molly slowly
captured his lips in a passionate kiss. To her surprise and also delight Chris
didn't pull back he only deepened their kiss. When the kiss had ended he
affectionately draped his arms around her, gently touching her. "What are you
doing?"
"I wanted to make sure that this wasn't another dream." Chris
whispered as Molly looked into his eyes. Molly smiled and then she kissed his
nose.
"It's not." Molly said holding his hand.
"I finally got you
out of my head." Chris chuckled.
"And into your arms right?" Molly asked
snickering.
"Yea for good." Chris sighed sealing his deal with a
kiss.
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