Post by electrastevens on Jul 2, 2012 19:30:09 GMT -5
I tried hard to keep my eyes open as we took off. Having been on a plane more often in the last 3 months then my entire life, it was getting easier but my stomach still bunched up and my heart beat sped. gratefully, Drake never let go of my hand and I really tired not to break his fingers. when i had been saying how fast our lives had gone in the last 3 months it had been nothing to the events that had transpired in the last 3 days.
After the shocking news that our Boss, General Manager Will Turner was in deed hacker. A man that had been plaguing my boyfriend for nearly 6 months, myself for the 3 I'd been at NYCCW and countless others, I really didn't know how to take it. He'd claimed to have feelings for me simply because I'd shown him a little human compassion, something that I was inbred with, something both Chrissy and I had been taught to practise by our long gone but not forgotten mother. Simply because of that, I had been put on his list of people he wanted to protect but yet when I didn't agree with him, he had called me an ignorant slut. It hadn't taken me very long to discover that the title I had fought so hard for meant nothing.
When I had stormed into his office, yelling at him and asking him why he'd done the things he'd done, he'd refused to tell me. Said that at the show on Saturday he would tell all...I couldn't wait until Saturday. I couldn't wait any longer and I'd dropped that title on his desk and told him where to shove it. I don't' know what had possessed me to do such a rash thing. I could have very well have waited until he explained himself but the more I thought about it, the more I knew that it didn't' matter what he said his reason was, he was still mine and Drake's boss and he could do whatever the hell he wanted with us or our careers and I wasn't willing to sit around and wait for him to decide that he didn't like me one week and take the title away from me. It was probably the reason that Laura had even gotten that ridiculous Title shot match in the first place. He'd actually ran after me when I stormed out but I didn't even bother turning around to face him. I would rather go back home, penniless and jobless then to work for a sadistic son of a bitch like him.
What I hadn't counted on was Bill Adams. As I was storming out of my former place of work, a hefty man with a pony tail, obviously over compensating for the lack of hair on the top of his head put a hand on my arm as I passed the front desk. I stopped, ready to sucker punch him before he smiled.
"Electra Stevens right?"
one of my eyebrows rose in suspicion. "Yes..."
"I wonder if you have some free time right now. I would really like to talk to you about a business proposal."
I sighed. This wasn't the first time that some old guy in a suit thought I was for hire.
"Listen buddy..."
He cut me off. "I know what you think I meant by that but really, I am talking about work...will you?"
Sighing deeply I decided to accept his lunch proposal. We ended up at this restaurant that I had only smelled on my way back to Drake's hotel every day...and looking at the menu, I knew why I could only dream of dining here.
"Order whatever you want. It's on me of course."
I did and once the waitress had taken our orders he folded his hands in front of him and looked at me intently.
"So tell me Mr. Adams...what is this all about?" I started
"A job of course. A contract for my company. I've been keeping close tabs on NYCCW for a couple months. shame about the whole thing with your GM and the hacker joke...."
"It wasn't a joke. A lot of people got hurt and could have been hurt a lot more seriously..."
"Lexi...can I call you Lexi?"
I gave him a blank stare.
"Lexi, I'm not trying to downplay the crap that you and your boyfriend have gone through, I'm only using this as an opportunity to swoop in and get first class talent."
"you don't have to worry about trying to steal me away Mr. Adams. I quit today."
The cheesy grin got larger. "Really...well isn't that good news for me. I want to sign you Lexi and I'm sure what I can offer you will rival anything that Turner gave you. I can see you going far, plus you come very highly recommended."
I rolled my eyes. "By who?"
"Justin and Kahlan 'Bliss' Fischer of course."
"Justin and Bliss? But Justin is with NYCCW...."
"Not anymore. Seems that there are a lot of people jumping ship Lexi. My next question is...do you think that your high profile Boyfriend Drake Hunter, the Punk himself would be willing to do the same?"
That had been the million dollar question. My contract hadn't been based solely on Drake joining too, but there was an incentive if I did convince him....A beautiful Condo over looking the Las Vegas strip. Paid for by Bill Adams himself. The contract was only for 6 months and if we re-signed for longer, we could have the option to buy the condo.
I wasn't so sure about how Drake would react to that...officially living together in something other than a hotel room and all I had told him was that it was MY place that it was part of MY contract. I hadn't exactly broken the news to him yet that it was in both our names....I hated how cowardly I was being about this but with my history with guys I didn't want to scare him away. We'd come this far....
I also didn't know exactly what had convinced Drake to come with me and leave New York.
I opened my eyes and looked at him. He gave me a smile and it lit up his eyes. I was still getting used to seeing him with short hair. He'd gone into the bathroom this morning with long dark hair almost the same length as mine to emerge, with it short on top and shaved sides. I kind of liked it...actually we'd almost missed our flight with how much I expressed my like of it.
I had used these last few days to say goodbye to my friends. London had balled her eyes out but had told me she had several auditions for great news places. She promised to keep in touch but I knew it wouldn't happen. Metallica had given me a cold shoulder. Was rude even about my leaving. I'd used the bonus that Turner had given everyone to pay my share of the rent for the a few months and then let the land lady know I was leaving. I doubted that I would ever hear again from Mets.
Chrissy and Terry had gone off to the cottage and wished me a Happy Canada Day. They were happy for my new, higher paying job but were sad that it prevented me from coming home to celebrate or spend some time at the cottage. It wouldn't be as easy or cheap to go home now but that was what skype was for.
"Everything okay Love?" he asked, he was more intuitive that I often gave him credit for sometimes.
"Yes. Fine."
The lights indicating that seatbelts had to be fasten went off and I undid mine, so did Drake and he pulled me in for a hug.
"Something new right?" I said, still feeling a little trepidation about the move.
"Exactly. No worries right...isn't that what you always tell me?"
I nod but I don't really believe it. I knew that once I got there things would be different.
"What about Justin?" I asked suddenly.
"What about him...?"
"I mean he's going to be there too...and who knows who else..." He put a finger to my lips to shush me.
"We can handle anything, forget about them right now. It's just you and me right now."
I nodded. Maybe it was just him and I against the world...we'd done it before and I'm sure we could do it again...I mean nothing could be as bad as Hacker...right?
After the shocking news that our Boss, General Manager Will Turner was in deed hacker. A man that had been plaguing my boyfriend for nearly 6 months, myself for the 3 I'd been at NYCCW and countless others, I really didn't know how to take it. He'd claimed to have feelings for me simply because I'd shown him a little human compassion, something that I was inbred with, something both Chrissy and I had been taught to practise by our long gone but not forgotten mother. Simply because of that, I had been put on his list of people he wanted to protect but yet when I didn't agree with him, he had called me an ignorant slut. It hadn't taken me very long to discover that the title I had fought so hard for meant nothing.
When I had stormed into his office, yelling at him and asking him why he'd done the things he'd done, he'd refused to tell me. Said that at the show on Saturday he would tell all...I couldn't wait until Saturday. I couldn't wait any longer and I'd dropped that title on his desk and told him where to shove it. I don't' know what had possessed me to do such a rash thing. I could have very well have waited until he explained himself but the more I thought about it, the more I knew that it didn't' matter what he said his reason was, he was still mine and Drake's boss and he could do whatever the hell he wanted with us or our careers and I wasn't willing to sit around and wait for him to decide that he didn't like me one week and take the title away from me. It was probably the reason that Laura had even gotten that ridiculous Title shot match in the first place. He'd actually ran after me when I stormed out but I didn't even bother turning around to face him. I would rather go back home, penniless and jobless then to work for a sadistic son of a bitch like him.
What I hadn't counted on was Bill Adams. As I was storming out of my former place of work, a hefty man with a pony tail, obviously over compensating for the lack of hair on the top of his head put a hand on my arm as I passed the front desk. I stopped, ready to sucker punch him before he smiled.
"Electra Stevens right?"
one of my eyebrows rose in suspicion. "Yes..."
"I wonder if you have some free time right now. I would really like to talk to you about a business proposal."
I sighed. This wasn't the first time that some old guy in a suit thought I was for hire.
"Listen buddy..."
He cut me off. "I know what you think I meant by that but really, I am talking about work...will you?"
Sighing deeply I decided to accept his lunch proposal. We ended up at this restaurant that I had only smelled on my way back to Drake's hotel every day...and looking at the menu, I knew why I could only dream of dining here.
"Order whatever you want. It's on me of course."
I did and once the waitress had taken our orders he folded his hands in front of him and looked at me intently.
"So tell me Mr. Adams...what is this all about?" I started
"A job of course. A contract for my company. I've been keeping close tabs on NYCCW for a couple months. shame about the whole thing with your GM and the hacker joke...."
"It wasn't a joke. A lot of people got hurt and could have been hurt a lot more seriously..."
"Lexi...can I call you Lexi?"
I gave him a blank stare.
"Lexi, I'm not trying to downplay the crap that you and your boyfriend have gone through, I'm only using this as an opportunity to swoop in and get first class talent."
"you don't have to worry about trying to steal me away Mr. Adams. I quit today."
The cheesy grin got larger. "Really...well isn't that good news for me. I want to sign you Lexi and I'm sure what I can offer you will rival anything that Turner gave you. I can see you going far, plus you come very highly recommended."
I rolled my eyes. "By who?"
"Justin and Kahlan 'Bliss' Fischer of course."
"Justin and Bliss? But Justin is with NYCCW...."
"Not anymore. Seems that there are a lot of people jumping ship Lexi. My next question is...do you think that your high profile Boyfriend Drake Hunter, the Punk himself would be willing to do the same?"
That had been the million dollar question. My contract hadn't been based solely on Drake joining too, but there was an incentive if I did convince him....A beautiful Condo over looking the Las Vegas strip. Paid for by Bill Adams himself. The contract was only for 6 months and if we re-signed for longer, we could have the option to buy the condo.
I wasn't so sure about how Drake would react to that...officially living together in something other than a hotel room and all I had told him was that it was MY place that it was part of MY contract. I hadn't exactly broken the news to him yet that it was in both our names....I hated how cowardly I was being about this but with my history with guys I didn't want to scare him away. We'd come this far....
I also didn't know exactly what had convinced Drake to come with me and leave New York.
I opened my eyes and looked at him. He gave me a smile and it lit up his eyes. I was still getting used to seeing him with short hair. He'd gone into the bathroom this morning with long dark hair almost the same length as mine to emerge, with it short on top and shaved sides. I kind of liked it...actually we'd almost missed our flight with how much I expressed my like of it.
I had used these last few days to say goodbye to my friends. London had balled her eyes out but had told me she had several auditions for great news places. She promised to keep in touch but I knew it wouldn't happen. Metallica had given me a cold shoulder. Was rude even about my leaving. I'd used the bonus that Turner had given everyone to pay my share of the rent for the a few months and then let the land lady know I was leaving. I doubted that I would ever hear again from Mets.
Chrissy and Terry had gone off to the cottage and wished me a Happy Canada Day. They were happy for my new, higher paying job but were sad that it prevented me from coming home to celebrate or spend some time at the cottage. It wouldn't be as easy or cheap to go home now but that was what skype was for.
"Everything okay Love?" he asked, he was more intuitive that I often gave him credit for sometimes.
"Yes. Fine."
The lights indicating that seatbelts had to be fasten went off and I undid mine, so did Drake and he pulled me in for a hug.
"Something new right?" I said, still feeling a little trepidation about the move.
"Exactly. No worries right...isn't that what you always tell me?"
I nod but I don't really believe it. I knew that once I got there things would be different.
"What about Justin?" I asked suddenly.
"What about him...?"
"I mean he's going to be there too...and who knows who else..." He put a finger to my lips to shush me.
"We can handle anything, forget about them right now. It's just you and me right now."
I nodded. Maybe it was just him and I against the world...we'd done it before and I'm sure we could do it again...I mean nothing could be as bad as Hacker...right?