Unexplainable [Original Version]

[chapter forty-four: "our dear friend"]

Chapter 44: "Our Dear Friend"
Kevin Nash's POV

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"When's he gonna be here? I've gotta talk to him." I look down at my little babe, who is wearing this huge mischevious smile on her lips. I can't help but chuckle.

I know Joli's going to give Bret absolute hell today, and to be honest, I don't blame her. He caused so many problems for our brothers in the WWF by not doing his damn job, so really, he deserves it. I mean, fuck, he caused problems for me whenever I was there. It's been a while since Joli's really had a chance to fuck with someone, so I'm sure she'll go all-out.

I mean, she's eventually going to give Eric what he deserves, but until then, we've got Bret.

"He should be here soon, if I had to guess. He's always one to be early." I tell Joli as I look around the backstage area. I'm really excited to see his face, because I know he's probably going to have this bitter expression on it.

"Yeah, I'd say he'll be around soon. Let's see..." Scott mutters. Joli and I watch as he walks over to the corner and glances around it. He quickly comes back to us with a grin. "He's at the end of the hallway. He's talking to Eric."

"Of fucking course he is!" Joli snickers. "Perfect."

We move back against a nearby wall and wait for Bret to come by. As soon as he comes into sight, Joli practically jumps off of the wall and heads over to him.

"Howdy!" She greets him with a totally not devilish grin. "I'm Jolene."

"Oh, I'm quite aware of who you are." Bret's so not amused by Joli. "You're Jolene Milford, and you're big with the Kliq."

The moment Bret begins talking, Joli has to bite her lower lip. She's about to fuckin' burst into laughter and I know it. It's hilarious to watch, really.

"I most certainly am. Those are my boys." Joli declares proudly. Bret scoffs and rolls his eyes at her.

"I figured as much." Bret goes to walk off, but Joli jumps right in front of him and stops him. "Please, excuse me. I don't really want to talk to you, miss."

"Aw, come on, Bret. Why not?" Joli leans up to ruffle Bret's hair. I can feel the fuckin' heat from here. "I think we could be friends!"

"I'm sorry, but I have no interest in being friends with some little bitch who hangs out with a bunch of assholes."

Instinctively, I want to break his fuckin' neck for calling my girl a bitch, but Joli's got this completely under control.

"I mean, come on, I'd rather be a bitch than a bitter old toad. Live a little, Bretster!" Joli giggles. I know oh-so-well that everything she says is getting completely under Bret's skin. He's so easy to aggravate and my girl is doing her best to tick him off.

Bret goes to push her back, but Joli jumps before he gets the chance to touch her. At this point, I can't really stand back anymore, so I nudge Scott and nod towards Bret. We walk over to him, and I place a hand on one of his shoulders while Scott takes the other.

"You really want to try and fuck with me, Hart? Come on. I just wanted to be friends." Joli frowns as Scott and I keep Bret in place. He scowls and looks between me and Scott before turning back to Joli.

"You don't want to be friends; you just want to either have me for yourself or have your boys here mess with me. I don't appreciate it." Bret's response makes all of us laugh.

"Come on, man, I don't want you. I have standards. I'm honestly a little offended that you think that I would be interested in you like that." Joli sighs dramatically. "Welcome to WCW!" She grins and then winks at Bret before looking up at me and Scott. "Let's go, boys."