The Shield Girl (WWE Shield Fanfic)

More Than Bus Problems

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        We, Jimmy, Jey, Joe, Jon, Dove, and I, got to Albany about 9 hours later, so about 10:00 at night. We came to our different hotel rooms and I went with Dove to ours. I was ready to crash, but someone decided to give Dove coffee, so she or I didn't get sleep for the next 8 hours. All she talked about was Jon. Nothing else, just Jon. I promised myself I was going to kill the bitch who was passing out coffee late at night, who I later found out was Colby. I was going to try and kill him anyway.

        "Dove!" I said, after about 2 hours of her rambling from the caffine, "You've talked about him for a long time now. How about you go outside and run around the hotel or something to get your energy out?"

        "But it's midnight. Who knows what kind of creepy people are out at midnight?" Dove said.

        She kept talking and talking until I heard her starting to drift off to sleep at about 5 in the morning, but by then, it was time for us to get to the arena and get ready for our morning show. I had nothing assigned for me to do when we got there, so I crashed on the couch in a little waiting area for the wrestlers.

        I woke up after the show. Jon, Joe, and Nic were all standing around me.

        "Whew!" Nic said, "We thought you were a goner!"

        I got up slowly, my eyelids heavy.

        "What time is it?" I asked someone.

        "About 10 o'clock. You slept through the entire Live Show," Joe said.

        "Oh shit," I said, streching, "no one needed me, did they?"

        "No," Jon said, "Well, Colby asked for you, put you were dead asleep and no one wanted to touch you."        

        Oh yeah, I remember to myself, he wanted to talk to me. Maybe he's still there.

        "He wants to see you ASAP," Joe said.

        "Where is he?" I asked.

        "Where do you think?" Jon said.

        I thought for a minute. 

        He would be in a dressing room, I thought, but which hallway?

        "Go down that hallway," said Jon, pointing behind him, "pass three doors to the left. Also, his name is on the door."

        I got up from the couch slowly.

        "Thanks," I told Jon.

        I followed Jon's instructions to Colby's dressing room and I knocked on the door.

        "Who is it?" Colby said behind the door.

        "Hannah," I said.

        The door opened to Colby, dressed in jeans and a long sleeve, navy blue shirt. He motioned me to come in.

        "Jon, Joe, and Nic said you wanted to talk to me," I said.

        He sat down of a chair. I sat against the wall on the floor, diagonal to where he was sitting.

        "Why did you tell them?" he asked me.

        "You didn't tell me I couldn't," I said, "If you wanted me to keep a secret, then I would have."