When it falls apart. (Book 2 in Mended series)

Interviews and fans

"Wake up Iza, you have the weekly interview." Colby said. "Go away." I mumbled. The one thing I really missed from my break was being able to sleep about 30 minutes later and believe it or not, that 30 minutes affected me. "IZA!" Colby yelled. "What?" I asked. "Get up." Then I felt the weight of two men piled on me. "I hate both of you." "Don't tell me you hate me when in reality, you love me." Jon said. "But I speak the truth." I mumbled. "Iza, we have that Interview, and we have a live Show to be at all in the time frame of 2 hours gear, hair makeup and all now get your ass up." Jon said sternly. I loved him when he was stern. "Give me a kiss first." I smiled opening my eyes. He laughed, leaned down and connected his lips to mine. I hugged his neck for a minute and I slowly sat up beginning to stretch.

"I'm gonna throw my clothes on and I will be out in thirty minutes." I said yawning. "Ok baby girl." He said. I loved being called that and he knew that. "Jonathan..." I said getting up. "We need to stop for a cup of coffee." I said. "Ok. That means you need to be ready in 20 minutes." Jon said fixing his hair.

"I will try and if not I'm sure they have coffee at the interview." I said. I grabbed my outfit which was a shiny black crop top, fishnet pantie hoes, white shorts and white combat boots. I put them on, did my makeup to the best of my ability with my time limit and waved my now purple hair. "Lets go." I said grabbing my phone and purse. Who's car are we taking?" I asked. "Mine." Jon said. "Ok." I shut the room lights off and grabbed Jon's hand.

"Is Joe gonna meet us later?" I asked. "He's taking the rest of this week off because Jo-Jo is sick and his wife has a fashion show to attend. He should be back on Monday." Colby said. "Poor Jo-Jo." I Said. We finally got to the car and got in. "Alright you can go by Starbucks and I will pay for us." I said touching up my lipstick. "We will go, I will pay." Jon said looking at the road.

"Ok fine." I sighed opening my phone to a list of notifications that would take all day to go through even though I appreciated every like and comment. "Are you gonna meet Paige anytime soon?" Colby asked. "We're meeting up to train next Thursday." I said not looking up. "Oh, I was gonna see if you could maybe train with me." Colby said. "Well you could come down to the gym with us and train with us." I suggested. "Do you think she'll be ok with that?" He asked. "Do you want me to ask?" I asked.

"Yea." He said. I texted her and got a replay saying that she didn't care. "She doesn't care. It's Thursday at 4:30." I said. "4:30 is my only hour of free time then I have another interview and I'm going to the store to get some more food to stock my house up since we'll be in my home town on Tuesday of next week." "So this is next week?" Colby asked. "Yea." I said. "Ok."

After stopping by Starbucks we finally got to the interview place with Micheal Cole. "Hey Cole." I said walking in. "Hey Iza, just have a seat right there." He said. I sat down and waited for him. He had someone put a mic on me and then got ready to start. "3....2....1." "Hello everyone, welcome to my WWE Exclusive interview, today my guest is one who was out of action for 10 months before returning last night on Monday Night Raw making a huge statement. My guest today...Victoria Bailey." "Hey Cole." I said. "So let's flashback to 10 months ago, you were in a match against Tamina Snuka, when your knee snapped. You were out for 10 months with a surgery taking place. And last night on Monday Night Raw, you make your return. How are you feeling mentally and physically?" "I'm great. I feel rested up and ready to step between those ropes, I was out for 10 months and for 7 of them I couldn't train. I had to sit at home on my couch with a strict diet. I had to endure hell from Stephanie and her goons-" "Speaking of Stephanie, why was it her that you chose last night?" He asked. I rolled my eyes. "Cole, did you not just hear me? I said that for 7 months I couldn't do anything and endured constant crap from her." I said. "Ok." He said. "Last night you also said that you were willing to put it all out there for a shot at the WWE Woman's. Championship, so at Clash Of Champions, you will be in a match, and if you lose this match you will lose your career take in mind that you don't even have to be the one who is pinned or taps. Are you ok mentally?" "I don't think that I'm ever mentally ok." I said. "Because if I was, I wouldn't have done what I did or anything else that I've done in my time here." "Take us into more detail please." He said. "If you think about it, anybody who is mentally ok, would have never put their career on the line. If I lose this match in 3 weeks, I lose 10 years of my life. I lose my dignity and my reason for stepping outside of my house. However, if I win, I get the WWE Women's Championship and the opportunity to tell everyone finally be able to prove why I am the Mose dominate woman who steps between those ropes. I go out there not hoping to entertain and leave everybody on the edge of their seats, but I do it. Do you see where I'm going with this Cole?" I asked.

"Yes. Let's change the plot for a minute. You lose at Clash of Champions, what happens then?" He asks. "I don't know. I guess I could teach I have a degree in it but you know what I'm not going to lose. It will not happen because of the simple fact that because I was out for 10 months...10 long damn hard months Cole, I trained for 7 of those months. Now I step out from behind that curtain every night knowing that those people will be entertained. So Clash Of Champions, wheather it's supposed to happen or not, I will win that match and walk out of Ohio your new Women's Champion."

"Cut!" The guy said. "Great job thank you!" Cole said. "No problem." I walked out and was bombarded by fans. I began signing papers and as they all scurried off I noticed one little boy who must of been special needs. "Victoria..." he whispered. "Hi." I said sweetly. "I'm Noah and I really really like you." He said pointing to my tshirt." "Oh thank you so much love." I said. His glasses were crooked and he looked adorable. Cuteness-freaking-overload. He hugged me and I took a picture with him. I signed his shirt and gave him one last high five. "BYE!" He yelled. "By love." I smiled.