Best Two Out of Three

Part 2

Friday, May 22, 2020
Daily's Place – Jacksonville, Florida

"You know Alex is pissed at you, right?"

Callie overheard Adam ask Kenny the question just as she stepped inside The Elite's locker room at Daily's Place. She bristled. For the last few weeks, it seemed like every other second Adam was talking about Alex. But rather than round the corner and announce her presence, Callie quietly waited and listened.

"I know, man, but what can I do?" Kenny returned. "Alex has lost a couple matches recently; Penelope hasn't."

"Come on, her last loss was bullshit," Adam returned. "The ref did a fast count and you know it."

Callie had heard enough. "You're not still defending her, are you?" she shot as she rounded the corner.

Adam let out a sigh. "She's my friend, Callie. And I think she was cheated out of the match with Kris tomorrow."

Callie rolled her eyes as she walked over to her bag. Adam never hesitated to remind her that Alex was his friend. They'd known each other since they were teenagers; they'd started in the business together; blah, blah, blah. Furthermore, he swore that friends was all they were. But whenever Callie saw them together, she couldn't help but feel like Alex wanted something more than friendship.

"Look, I can't do anything about it," Kenny said. "Alex's last match is in the books as a loss, and Penelope overtook her in the rankings. So Penelope gets the match."

"Dude, you're an EVP. You can at least make it a triple-threat," Adam pressed.

"You should be focusing on the Stampede match instead of worrying about Alex," Callie interjected. Right on cue, a cameraman knocked on the door to tell The Elite they were ready for them.

Kenny let out a sigh. "Let's go," he said, and he stood and walked out of the locker room. Adam looked over at Callie. She pursed her lips and followed Kenny out without a word.

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Saturday, May 23, 2020
Daily's Place – Jacksonville, Florida

Callie was exhausted. They'd been up all night filming the Stadium Stampede match, and now she was back at Daily's Place for the pay-per-view proper. Adam had told her several times to go back to the hotel and get some sleep, but she'd been too stubborn to listen. If she was going to make it through Double or Nothing, she'd definitely need caffeine.

She headed to catering and made a beeline for the coffee. She fixed herself a cup; but as she stepped away from the cart, someone knocked right into her. Scalding hot coffee spilled out onto her bare arm and she let out a curse as she dropped the Styrofoam cup to the floor.

"Oh my God, I'm so sorry!"

She bit down on her jaw when she heard that familiar voice. Alex.

"Did it get on your clothes?" Alex hurried to grab a fistful of napkins and mop up the mess. She held out a napkin for Callie. She snatched it from her.

"No, but I'm pretty sure it burned me."

Alex's face fell. "I'm so sorry," she repeated. "I wasn't paying attention. I was up late last night, which made me late to get here today, and—"

"Just watch where you're going," Callie cut her off. She didn't have the patience to listen to her apology; she'd been up late, too.

Alex's brow furrowed at her rudeness, but she let it go. "I'm surprised you're here today. Adam told me you guys were up all night filming."