Bridging Stat (Kris Statlander x OC)

4

Zeke

I kicked my feet up on my bed and as I opened up my laptop I was praying that the internet would hold on the tour bus long enough for me to watch the show. Let's hope she wasn't lying because let's be honest.... Google does not do her justice in the slightest. Tonight was the first night in a long while that I had opted to stay on the bus instead of going out and I was more than down for a chill night watching wrestling. Something I hadn't done since I was a kid.

As the show went on I was losing more and more hope that Kris would appear on my small laptop screen. That was when a picture appeared in the corner of the screen that said she would be in a street fight following the show.... So it was going to be a long night.... Fuck it. She's worth it. Wouldn't have tried so fucking hard to reach her if she wasn't. Fuck.... I sound like such a bitch. Falling hard and fast over a girl I barely know.... Typical me. But maybe this time it would be different. Doubtful.... But at least she seemed like fun.

Wait.... What the fuck is a street...? To google we go. Or should I even.... Fuck it. Let's know what we're getting into.... And.... I definitely shouldn't have googled that. She's fucking insane. I settled more into my bunk knowing there was more wrestling to go as this wasn't just an ordinary match. It was probably going to be last. Thankfully I knew everyone else would be getting hotel rooms leaving me with the entire bus alone which I was always grateful for. Peace and quiet on this thing was always hard to come by.

Finally Kris was on the screen and.... Damn. She looks fucking badass. But this match was already looking like it was going to be wild. They were definitely hyping it up like it was.

My eyes were trained to the screen through out the entire thing. She's fucking insane.... But it's fucking hot. The match seemed pretty normal at the start just some chairs and tables. That was until the smaller chick.... I think they said her name was Skye pulled out a velvet bag. Is that.... You're fucking kidding me. Thumbtacks?... And Kris has a bag of them too. Yeah she really is fucking insane. I couldn't help the fact that my entire body tensed when hers went into the pile of thumbtacks. Alright this is getting slightly hard to watch.... The camera pulled back showing the tacks in her back and my jaw tensed. Fake or not that did not look pretty.

The match and show finally came to an end and I was actually happy to close down my laptop. That was a bit brutal. Definitely wouldn't be my first choice of match to watch her in.... My eyes flicked to my phone and I knew it was probably going to be an hour if not more before she called. That is if she even would. She hadn't even texted me back from what I had said earlier so what did I expect.... Probably thought I was crazy for googling her.... But I wonder if she did the same.... Doubtful.... But you never know.

Nearly two hours went by and I had begun to lose hope. Only so much music could keep me awake before it started to do the opposite and become just about a lullaby. I reached out of my bunk to turn the rest of the lights off in the bus before settling in. I took one last glance at my phone. The screen was still blank and I sighed before turning the volume to loud. If she decides to call it'll wake me up. My eyes closed the instant my head hit the pillow and it felt like seconds before I was asleep.

Kris

Call him. It's what everyone had said before they had finally left me alone in my hotel room. It was after two in the morning and it just didn't feel right.... But he did say to call at any time. Fuck.... What do I do? I let out a sigh before grabbing my phone. One attempt. If he doesn't answer I'll leave it to the morning. I stared at my phone for what felt like five minutes before finally calling him. As it reached the second ring I began to lose hope.

"Hello...?" I bit my lip. Fuck his voice was even hotter when he was tired. As I gathered myself from the shock of him answering I could hear him shift. "Kris?" His voice was clearer but sleep was still running through it.

"H-hi...." Damnit Kristen did you need to stutter? "I-I'm sorry for waking you up." He chuckled before presumably adjusting again.

"Don't be. Honestly didn't think you were going to call after that insane shit you call your job." I couldn't help my laugh before I groaned from the pain in my back and I knew he heard it. "Let me guess the tacks seemed like a good idea until you landed in them."

"Pretty much." I replied with a quiet laugh. "Probably wasn't the best introduction for wrestling was it?"

"It was and it wasn't. Was a great match. I-...." Was he going to be honest? "I just didn't expect you to get thrown through tables and into tacks and shit.... Wasn't the most pleasant thing to watch but I can only imagine you don't do that type of shit that often."

"Not at all.... Some of us wish we could but they happen pretty rarely." Wait was that a sigh I head come from him...? No. It couldn't be....

"Well that's good to know...." I bit the inside of my cheek. "Wasn't that fond of watching you obliterate your back...."

"Were you worried about me?" I couldn't help the tease and his laugh from it was welcomed.

"Maybe slightly.... Definitely didn't like seeing you hurting...." Now this I can work with. Honest and caring. Exactly what I've been looking for.

"It's not that bad...." He chuckled again and it was like music to my ears.

"Say that again without gritting your teeth." Fuck.... He caught me. But how...? Can he really read me that well already? Or is he just smarter than he lets on?

"Alright fine.... I'm sore but it's my job." I switched the call to speaker as I settled even more into the hotel bed. These pillows were doing nothing to make me comfortable.

"It's my job to play guitar but I usually stop before my fingers bleed." I laughed at his words and could hear him do the same. "But I'm glad you're.... Decent."

"Decent?" He chuckled at my question.

"You're definitely not okay but you're also not dying so you're decent." He explained getting a laugh from me. Fuck. Why is it so easy to talk to him? It shouldn't be this easy. "So explain why y'all did all that...? They didn't really explain the lead up to it.... Or I might've missed it but...." I stopped Zeke's rambling by explaining it all.

"We've been in a bit of a feud...."