face your demons // finn bálor

Chapter 13

Hell in a Cell

We're here. Bags are at the hotel, I have my lines, and we are here. Well, Carlos is questionable because I lost him the second we entered the arena.

I've already met up with Mark Carrano and went over everything for tonight. That in itself was nerve-wrecking, since I've only ever seen the guy on Total Divas. Nice to know that some TV personalities aren't JUST personalities, I guess.

The plane ride with Alexis wasn't too bad, just...awkward? She wouldn't look either of us in the eye and just responded with two-three words whenever I tried to make conversation. She's still pissed, which I completely understand. But what the hell did I ever do to her?

The show doesn't start for another hour and a half, and the superstars are already rolling in. I saw Mercy (Sasha) and Ashley (Charlotte) again, and they actually remembered me! Tried not to fangirl.

And there he is. The last person I wanted to see is walking right toward me.

"There's my beautiful ray of blue sunshine!" Colby. What does that even mean?

He slings his arm that's not holding a bag around me, directing me to wherever he's headed.

"So, your little leprechaun here with you?" Okay, that earns him a MASSIVE eye roll. That's the best he could come up with?

"Colby, shut up. Not with me, just here."

"Ah, I see. So he's not, in fact, gotten to your pot of gold yet?"

Elbow to the chest.

"Why are you such a freak?!"

"Relaaaax, Kitty. I'm just joking."

Yeah, well you joke too damn much.

"Keep an eye out for my match. I'll be looking forward to my post-win interview." He winks, before heading into the locker room.

Fergal texts me the location where he'll be watching the show. I decide to forward the message to Carlos and head there.

---x---

Carlos beat me there, and Manny is here with him. Their matching "bruises" are already healed, but I'm still suspicious.

To my surprise, Mercy is also here, talking to Fergal. She doesn't have a match tonight, but I'm sure she's here to support Charlotte, who's defending the Divas' title.

"Oh, hey, 'darlin. You meet Mercy, yet?" Fergal asks when he notices me sit down.

"Yeah, we've met." Mercy responds, a dirty look on her face. Much different from the bright smile and hug she gave me before. Weird.

"Good to see you, again." I brush her off a bit. I've already had a 5 1/2 hour flight here with ALEXA, I don't need more attitude.

Carlos is to my right, having a full-blown Spanish conversation with Manny. I nudge him.

"Where were you earlier? Colby got a hold of me."

"Oh, shit. Really? Sorry, I was getting pictures for Ace."

Mercy's laugh gets my attention. I look over and she's gotten at least a few inches closer to Fergal, and has a hand on his chest now.

Am I crazy, or is she being just a little flirtatious?

---x---

The pre-show's started now, Carlos and Manny are nowhere to be found. Mercy went to go look for her friend, so Fergal and I are just sitting in silence, half-watching the match, half-scrolling through Twitter.

"So, Katherine." I feel a small hand on my shoulder. It's Mercy, and she has another guy with her. "I wanted you to meet my friend, Rami. You two seem very similar and I think you'll get along great."

O...kay? Is she really introducing me to Sami Zayn right now?

She sits him down in the chair Carlos was previously occupying, and resumes her spot on the other side of Fergal.

"Uh, sorry about that. She just kind of grabbed me and said, 'Hey, you're cute. My other friend is cute. Come watch the show with us.'...to which I said, 'You think I'm cute?!?'." I can't help but laugh along with him.

"I'm Rami, nice to meet you." He extends his hand out.

"Same to you. I'm Katherine." I shake his hand back.

The four of us are all equally immersed in the show now. And by "the four of us", I really mean the three of us. Mercy is really pulling the moves hard on Fergal. Which is fine. Girl, you go ahead and get some. But I can't help but think she's trying to make me jealous.

I'm not jealous. Or, maybe I am a little bit because I'm noticing everything she's doing. I mean, she brought another GUY over here to watch, specifically introducing us. I know Rami's pretty good friends with Fergal, too. So I might just be reading too much into it.

---x---

Neville, Cesaro, and Ziggler won the tag match, which means my first interview is in just a few seconds. I'm in position, waiting for the guys with cameras surrounding me, and I'm NERVOUS.

"You can do this. You can do this." I whisper to myself.

"Grant, they're coming now. Get ready." The cameraman signals me.

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