I walked into the arena with Seth at my side. To say that the last week was difficult was an understatement. I spent every day looking over my shoulder wondering if I was gonna get another letter and I did right before we left home. It far worse than all the others. 'I'll always be watching.' That was all it said. I didn't show it to Seth. He told me to think positive for him. I wasn't about to keep giving him anxiety while he wonders who is after me. But that letter was like confirmation of my fears. I'm being stalked. And I have no idea by who.
We entered the locker room and I immediately put my attire on. Tonight Jordan and I were gonna be teaming up against The Kabooki Warriors. Elimination Chamber is in three weeks and Jordan and I would be fighting for the WWE Women's Tag Team Titles. And then WrestleMania after that.
Jordan appeared in the locker room as I walked out of the changing room. She smiled at me. "Are you ready for tonight?" she asked.
"Absolutely." I said. "Hey, do you mind coming with me to the car? I think I left my phone in there." She nodded and then I grabbed the keys from Seth, kissed him and then walked out of the locker room with Jordan. She kept talking about tonight and our upcoming Tag Team Title match the whole way out to the car. She was super excited about this. I was too but my mind was pretty much elsewhere at the moment.
"So, what's up?" she asked.
"You know me so well, I don't know why I even bother lying." I said. She smirked. "I just need to talk to you." I got in the car and pulled out the letters before showing her. "I've received four of these letters so far. All from an unknown person. All cryptic. And all for me."
She looked at them and then looked at me. "Oh my god." she said. "Davina, someone is stalking you. Coming after you."
"Oh my god, thank you for saying that." I said relieved.
"You're happy about this?" she asked shocked.
"No." I said. "No, I'm not happy about any of it. It's been freaking me out. It's just Seth, he can 't think about someone coming after me. Like he's trying to think positive because he's afraid and after everything, he can't bare to think about something happening to me. So I can't bring this up with him anymore. I've literally felt like I was crazy for weeks and even more so last week. You have no idea how great it feels to hear somebody agree that something is going on. These aren't just fans sending me letters thanking me for doing anything. This is somebody who is out to get me and I have no idea who it is."
"Oh my god." she said. "What are you gonna do?"
"I don't know." I said. "It's not like I'm a simple nobody living in a small town. Anybody could have sent those letters. There's a full sea of people. I don't even know where to start."
"This is crazy." she said. "You know that, right? You should be going to the police. They'd have a better chance of finding out who sent these."
"I know. I thought about that. But what if things only get worse if I go to the police? No more letters, just straight to it. Whatever 'it' is. I can't risk that. Not when I have a little girl who depends on me. I have no idea who this is. They could be very dangerous. They could be someone I can't survive against. Someone who is trained. It could be literally anybody. I need to find out who it is."
"Then go to the police. Or I will." she said. "You said it yourself, you have a little girl who depends on you. She's counting on you to keep her safe. You can't do that if the police have no idea what's going on. That's your best chance."
I nodded. I knew she was right. "What about tonight? What if whoever this is, is here tonight? What if they're in the crowd watching?" I asked.
"Look, you have a job to do here. You can't let them get in your head. The ring is your safe place. No matter what, the guards don't ever let the fans over the barricade unless we grab them over. You have nothing to worry about while you're at work." she said.
