Am I More Than You Bargained For Yet?

Chapter 17

"Then suicide dive through the legs, yeah?" Alex said, jumping down from the ropes. "Yeah, sure." Then you set him up for the splash, right?" Eric asked as Daniels walked to the middle of the ring. "Young makes the save, huge pop- Then Eric turns on you. We hit the MID, you go down, we win."

"Alright, sounds good." Daniels nodded, sitting down to watch Chris and Eric go through some chain wrestling. Alex sat on the rope, watching the two men spar.

"Sabin!"

The feminine screech echoed through the impact zone, stopping the boys in their tracks. "Alex. Why is Love comin' at me like that?" Chris asked, stepping away from the ropes slowly. "You don't wanna know buddy." Alex sighed, patting his friend on the shoulder before stepping away from the scene ready to unfold.

The blonde slid into the ring, stood up and immediately pointed her bright fuchsia nail in his face.

"Did you think I wouldn't find out?" She whispered dangerously at him.

Sabin began to laugh, scratching the back of his neck, a nervous habit.

"What are you talking about, Angie?"

She stabbed her recently manicured finger into his bare chest- leaving a mark.

"Don't play dumb with me, Harter. I've seen the picture!"

Chris raised an eyebrow, "What!?"

Angie reached into her back pocket, sneering at the Detroit native.

She slid her phone open. "This!"

Chris' eyes almost bugged out of his head. "What the fu-"

"That's what I said!" She screamed at him, poking him again, almost drawing blood.

"Angie! Jesus! I don't know anything-" He looked to his friends for support, everyone staring at him wide eyed. Apart from Lethal, who was looking at his shoelaces- whistling.

"Jamar, you bastard!" Chris yelled, before Angie brought his attention back to her with another poke to the chest.

"It's bad enough you defile my sister, but showing ALL my friends!" She yelled.

"Angie it wasn't me, and I didn't-"

"You didn't what, Sabin?"

Chris looked around the arena, a group had formed, all staring right at him.

"Uh. Can we continue this conversation in private?"

"Hell no!" Angie screamed, crossing her arms.

Sabin leaned closer. "We didn't. Uh. Yaknow. Do it." He whispered.

Angie's eyes went wide. "Oh. Ohhhhh. Really?" Her tone softened, she nearly laughed.

"What he say, Angie?!" James storm yelled across the ring.

"Uh. Nothing. He did- said. Nothing." She sounded suprised, confused even.

"But she want's to." Angie spoke, as if not believing him.

"Well. We havent."

There was silence.

"Why?" She asked.

Sabin raked a hand over his face, "Okay, so your pissed at me for doing it- Now, your pissed I didn't?" He pleaded.

She held her hands up in defense. "Oh. No. I guess that's fine."

"Alright. I'm gonna get back to work." Chris sighed, already sick of all the attention.

Angie tried to close her slack jaw. "Okay. Carry on then."

Chris turned to his partner, taking a deep breath. "Good lookin' out, bro." He spoke, punching Alex in the arm- hard.

"Ow! Jesus! It's not like I took the picture!" Alex groaned, rubbing his arm.

"Yeah Sabin, it's not like he told everyone you two didn't even do it!" Lethal yelled.

Sabin groaned. The group of spectators hadn't quite left yet.

"What did Jamar just say?" Lauren asked anyone who was listening.

"He said Sabin couldn't seal the deal!" Storm laughed.