Post by Deleted on Jul 5, 2012 12:57:39 GMT -5
*Takes place after Bliss’ first RP*
~*~
I admired my figure in the mirror. The purple sports bra and matching tights fit me like a second skin. I pulled my hair back into a high pony tail and realized that my highlights needed to be redone soon. Damn. I hated roots. Guess another thing the hard working people of Las Vegas were paying for later. I guess other people might have a big of guilt about taking 5 thousand dollars that probably should have gone to things like mortgages and car payments but well, I couldn’t help it if I was good at blackjack.
I grabbed my ipod, a towel and a new purple elastic from a baggy I always had in my purse. Most people didn’t know my triggers so heaven help anyone that pissed me off, although my work with the good doctor had helped me gain a little better control. He wanted me to lose my dependency on the elastic all together but it was better than punching people in the face…like that manager at the IGA….
I laughed out loud. When I’d been playing up the good girl image, part of me had felt a little guilty about beating the shit out of that guy, but now…now that I was free to be who I really was…my guilt had gone from like 60% to like 20%. By being involved with Wrestling, it helped me vent my frustration in a ‘healthier’ way. At least I didn’t beat up random people anymore.
I smiled to myself as I opened the door. Jackson’s door was closed and I figured he’d probably left. I was going to have a whole mess of fun and it wouldn’t just stop at him. I didn’t have someone playing at being my bodyguard anymore. Sure Justin was here but he wasn’t as protective of me as Jerry had been. I closed the door and started to walk toward the gym. Adams certainly spared no expense for his stars…I’m sure the equipment he got probably cost a small fortunate on it’s own. Walking by I saw a name and groaned.
“God Sakes…not again!” Taufik was here…for the love of ass munchers every where. I was making it my life goal to stay far away from that guy…and I’m sure he was pretty tired of seeing my face as well…seeing as though we were each other’s opponents over and over again. I’d have to make sure to mention something to Adams. Shaking my head I continued on.
I face palmed when I saw that the treadmill was occupied by a long legged blonde. I hated how tall she was…the tallest freaking woman I’d ever met in my life and her sweetness made me gag. I’d been happy when she dumped my brother and I didn’t have to put up with her at the dinner table every night….damn why couldn’t Justin get a puppy or something…
She turned off the treadmill and turned. A big smile spread across her face when she saw me. She stepped down, pulling ear buds from her head.
“Hi.”
Grrr. She hadn’t actually done anything to me but it didn’t stop me from wanting to punch her right in the face. I heard her nose just healed…maybe I could break it again if I hit in the right place….I mentally shook myself. As jealous as I was of her, she didn’t deserve for me to attack her for no reason.
“Hey…”
“I just got a text from Justin. Going to meet him for lunch.”
“Cool.” I hated small talk.
“Well we should go out to lunch or something soon. Catch up. We didn’t really get to talk much at the wedding…”
Yeah cuz you were too busy bragging about your boyfriend and career.
“Sure…”
She smiled and left the gym, leaving me alone. She was so gullible and naive. No wonder she got dubbed so easily. I shrugged. Not my problem. Justin didn’t have a chance with her, especially when he was competing against someone as good looking as Drake Hunter.
I got on the treadmill and started it up. I tried to let my mind go blank.
Twenty minutes later I started to cool down; I guessed I’d go to the elliptical next. I stepped off and bumped into a wall of chest.
“For Fucks sake watch where you’re going dumbass!” I shouted and looked up. The man gave me a stare with raised eyebrows.
His mouth started to move but I couldn’t hear him over the music. I pointed to the ear phones and then pulled them out. “What?”
“I said that was definitely not what I was expecting to come out of your mouth.”
I smirked. “I know I look like some delicate flower but I’m afraid you’re sadly mistaken. I’m anything but weak.”
“Not at all.”
“Now if you could move out of my personal space…that would be super.” He smiled at my attitude. Great, like I needed some cocky good guy thinking he had a chance with me.
“Your Bliss right?” he said after me. I didn’t turn around and got on the elliptical. He moved over and leaned against the machine next to it…some kind of weird step machine that I wouldn’t have a clue how to use.
“Yes and you’re dumbass…”
He laughed. “Actually it’s Trey.”
I started to laugh. “Tray? Like a thing you put food on? Nice…your parents must have hated you.”
He rolled his eyes. “Tough girl.”
“Look, I don’t know what your game is…that you think you’re some kind of Ladies man or whatever but I ain’t playing k?”
“I heard about you. Didn’t you kidnap yourself to piss off your brother?”
Sighing and rolling my eyes I turn to him. “Why does it matter to you anyway?”
“Just trying to make conversation.”
“I guess I have to spell it out for you. This…” I move my hand up and down indicating my body, “is not available to just anybody buddy.”
“I bet I could change your mind.”
I step off the machine and look up to him. Most people were taller then me. I blink at him.
“You think so…”
“I finally get a reaction I want…nice.”
“What are you going to do to convince me? I seriously doubt that you could do anything…” He suddenly grabs my head and forces his lips to mine. At first I struggle…no body forced me to do anything but after a few minutes…well…I guess it was kind of nice. He breaks away with a satisfied smile on his face.
I wasn’t going to admit that I’d liked it. I wasn’t even willing to admit that I found him attractive. I had way too much pride for that.
“Don’t get too excited. I’ve had better.” I turned away and I knew he was probably disappointed. Good. He didn’t want to get messed up with me, I wasn’t a good girl. I wasn’t Lexi Stevens.
I went back on the elliptical and made sure to keep my music low in case he tried to sneak up on me again, but instead I heard him move to the punching bag on the other side of the gym. Good…maybe he’d give up and go after someone else.
What a day…a confrontation with Jackson Blaze, someone whom I thought could keep up with me and a kiss from some good guy street fighter hoping to make in the biz again…hmmmm….doors were opening everywhere weren’t they?
~*~
I admired my figure in the mirror. The purple sports bra and matching tights fit me like a second skin. I pulled my hair back into a high pony tail and realized that my highlights needed to be redone soon. Damn. I hated roots. Guess another thing the hard working people of Las Vegas were paying for later. I guess other people might have a big of guilt about taking 5 thousand dollars that probably should have gone to things like mortgages and car payments but well, I couldn’t help it if I was good at blackjack.
I grabbed my ipod, a towel and a new purple elastic from a baggy I always had in my purse. Most people didn’t know my triggers so heaven help anyone that pissed me off, although my work with the good doctor had helped me gain a little better control. He wanted me to lose my dependency on the elastic all together but it was better than punching people in the face…like that manager at the IGA….
I laughed out loud. When I’d been playing up the good girl image, part of me had felt a little guilty about beating the shit out of that guy, but now…now that I was free to be who I really was…my guilt had gone from like 60% to like 20%. By being involved with Wrestling, it helped me vent my frustration in a ‘healthier’ way. At least I didn’t beat up random people anymore.
I smiled to myself as I opened the door. Jackson’s door was closed and I figured he’d probably left. I was going to have a whole mess of fun and it wouldn’t just stop at him. I didn’t have someone playing at being my bodyguard anymore. Sure Justin was here but he wasn’t as protective of me as Jerry had been. I closed the door and started to walk toward the gym. Adams certainly spared no expense for his stars…I’m sure the equipment he got probably cost a small fortunate on it’s own. Walking by I saw a name and groaned.
“God Sakes…not again!” Taufik was here…for the love of ass munchers every where. I was making it my life goal to stay far away from that guy…and I’m sure he was pretty tired of seeing my face as well…seeing as though we were each other’s opponents over and over again. I’d have to make sure to mention something to Adams. Shaking my head I continued on.
I face palmed when I saw that the treadmill was occupied by a long legged blonde. I hated how tall she was…the tallest freaking woman I’d ever met in my life and her sweetness made me gag. I’d been happy when she dumped my brother and I didn’t have to put up with her at the dinner table every night….damn why couldn’t Justin get a puppy or something…
She turned off the treadmill and turned. A big smile spread across her face when she saw me. She stepped down, pulling ear buds from her head.
“Hi.”
Grrr. She hadn’t actually done anything to me but it didn’t stop me from wanting to punch her right in the face. I heard her nose just healed…maybe I could break it again if I hit in the right place….I mentally shook myself. As jealous as I was of her, she didn’t deserve for me to attack her for no reason.
“Hey…”
“I just got a text from Justin. Going to meet him for lunch.”
“Cool.” I hated small talk.
“Well we should go out to lunch or something soon. Catch up. We didn’t really get to talk much at the wedding…”
Yeah cuz you were too busy bragging about your boyfriend and career.
“Sure…”
She smiled and left the gym, leaving me alone. She was so gullible and naive. No wonder she got dubbed so easily. I shrugged. Not my problem. Justin didn’t have a chance with her, especially when he was competing against someone as good looking as Drake Hunter.
I got on the treadmill and started it up. I tried to let my mind go blank.
Twenty minutes later I started to cool down; I guessed I’d go to the elliptical next. I stepped off and bumped into a wall of chest.
“For Fucks sake watch where you’re going dumbass!” I shouted and looked up. The man gave me a stare with raised eyebrows.
His mouth started to move but I couldn’t hear him over the music. I pointed to the ear phones and then pulled them out. “What?”
“I said that was definitely not what I was expecting to come out of your mouth.”
I smirked. “I know I look like some delicate flower but I’m afraid you’re sadly mistaken. I’m anything but weak.”
“Not at all.”
“Now if you could move out of my personal space…that would be super.” He smiled at my attitude. Great, like I needed some cocky good guy thinking he had a chance with me.
“Your Bliss right?” he said after me. I didn’t turn around and got on the elliptical. He moved over and leaned against the machine next to it…some kind of weird step machine that I wouldn’t have a clue how to use.
“Yes and you’re dumbass…”
He laughed. “Actually it’s Trey.”
I started to laugh. “Tray? Like a thing you put food on? Nice…your parents must have hated you.”
He rolled his eyes. “Tough girl.”
“Look, I don’t know what your game is…that you think you’re some kind of Ladies man or whatever but I ain’t playing k?”
“I heard about you. Didn’t you kidnap yourself to piss off your brother?”
Sighing and rolling my eyes I turn to him. “Why does it matter to you anyway?”
“Just trying to make conversation.”
“I guess I have to spell it out for you. This…” I move my hand up and down indicating my body, “is not available to just anybody buddy.”
“I bet I could change your mind.”
I step off the machine and look up to him. Most people were taller then me. I blink at him.
“You think so…”
“I finally get a reaction I want…nice.”
“What are you going to do to convince me? I seriously doubt that you could do anything…” He suddenly grabs my head and forces his lips to mine. At first I struggle…no body forced me to do anything but after a few minutes…well…I guess it was kind of nice. He breaks away with a satisfied smile on his face.
I wasn’t going to admit that I’d liked it. I wasn’t even willing to admit that I found him attractive. I had way too much pride for that.
“Don’t get too excited. I’ve had better.” I turned away and I knew he was probably disappointed. Good. He didn’t want to get messed up with me, I wasn’t a good girl. I wasn’t Lexi Stevens.
I went back on the elliptical and made sure to keep my music low in case he tried to sneak up on me again, but instead I heard him move to the punching bag on the other side of the gym. Good…maybe he’d give up and go after someone else.
What a day…a confrontation with Jackson Blaze, someone whom I thought could keep up with me and a kiss from some good guy street fighter hoping to make in the biz again…hmmmm….doors were opening everywhere weren’t they?