Sunday, October 23, 2011

Year Two Week Thirty-Three // Walk away before it's too late...

*Monday Night RAW, No POV, before the show*

"This Friday, save the date for the 'We're actually having a real wedding' Party, And Saturday November 5th in Madison, Wisconsin, save that date too!" Heather shouted to everyone.  After many, many, Many men, she finally found Mr. Perfect, and she wanted everyone to know. Currently she was passing out invites to the wedding.

"A Little louder, Heather. People over in Vietnam didn't hear you," John Cena mocked, rolling his eyes.

"Shut up, baby daddy," Heather rolled her eyes.

"Correction, i'll be baby daddy in about seven months, until then, just John," He said, taking a drink of water.

"And i'll be Auntie Jenny!!!" Jenny smiled running up. "Yeah, your kids are calling me Auntie Jenny."

"Well, you're my sister, so technically you will be his or her aunt, what else would it call you?" John asked.

"It's not an it," Jenny huffed.

"Well it's not a boy or girl either...yet," John said, with a slight smile thinking about his and Nikie's future child. Heather completely ignored the two and continued passing out invites.

"This friday in Chicago i'm having an-" She said, but paused when she saw who she was about to invite. "Oh..never mind."

"Oh never mind," Jamila mocked and rolled her eyes. "It's not like i would of came anyway.

"How can you come without an invite?" Heather smirked.

"You know what?" Jamila said, snatching an invitation and crumbling it. "Takes this little invitation to your stupid little wedding and SHOVE IT UP YOUR ASS!" Jamila yelled, throwing it in Heather's face and walking away but was stopped quickly by Alex Riley.

"Did you just tell Heather she could shove her WEDDING invitation up her ass?" He asked.

"Yeah, got a problem with that, dead beat?" Jamila asked, referring to his abuse charges Heather charged against him.

"She's getting married?" Alex asked in shocked.

"She IS Married," Jamila said. "She got drunk and got hitched, but now shes having a 'Real' Wedding, whatever that means in Heather language," She rolled her eyes.

"When is she getting...'Really Married'?" He asked.

"The first saturday in November or something, i'm not too sure, not like i'm going or anything," Jamila shrugged and walked off.

Alex stood there, uneasy and started walking away but stopped when he saw his girlfriend, Kathryn Prince walk up. She was on Smackdown, not RAW, but she was in the building tonight to support Alex in a title match of his.

"You look like you just saw Snooki without any of that orange crap on other terms it looks like you just saw a ghost," She commented, "What's wrong?"

"Did you know Heather's married?" Alex said.

"She is? Who'd marry THAT?" She asked.

"It was a Drunk Marriage," Alex said. "But next month...they're having a real wedding ceremony..."

"Wow, is he a drug addict or something?" Kathryn asked. "Seriously, what normal, Properly function human being would love...THAT?"

Alex just stood there, still in disbelief.

"God, it seems like everyone's getting married," Jenny said. "You and Nikie just got married last month, Heather's wedding is next month, and Kat and her Boyfriend just got engaged and-"

"Wait what?" A Voice behind asked, a familiar one.

"Oh shit," John said.

"Don't turn around," Heather warned, causing Jenny to turn around.

"Oh shit," She said.

"What did you just say?" Justin Gabriel asked her.

"I was taking about Nikie and John getting married, and uh, Heather and Her husband throwing an actual wedding," Jenny said, nervously.

"After all that," Justin said.

"What do you mean?" She asked nervously again. "I SAID NOTHING!"

"You said something," Justin said.

"No i didn't."

"Yes you did."

"NO, I didn't."

"YES, You Did."




"Where the hell is Cody when you need him to get his girl to SHUT THE HELL UP," John shouted after.

"Where the hell is her older brother when you need him to get his sister to SHUT THE HELL UP," Heather shouted in John's ear.

"Kat's getting married? To That Hockey Player?!" Justin shouted.

"You didn't know?" Heather asked. "She sent everyone a picture about a month ago of her ring."

"Well i didn't get shit," Justin said. "That bitch..." He mumbled, then he started walking away.

"HOLD ON," John yelled, running after him and stopping him. "Last time Kat didn't tell you something right away, she ended up in the hospital."

"I DIDN'T HIT HER, PATRICK DID," Justin yelled.


"You know, she deserved to cry," Justin said.

"Look,there's a supershow next week, she was probably gonna tell you in person," John said.

"Oh, of course she was, of course she was..." Justin said.

"I know she was," John said.

"No she wasn't," Justin said. "She didn't tell me last time-"

"She probably was until you were oh-so nice to go break into her house and scare her into telling you," John said.

"My point is...the bitch leads me on and plays games with my heart after i'm NOTHING but nice and sweet to her!" Justin yelled, furiously.

"Are you listening to yourself?" John asked. "Are you hearing what you're saying about the girl you've loved for the past year?"

"What a waste of a fucking year," Justin said, walking off.

*Tuesday Afternoon, Kat's POV*

"Wake up, Kit-Kat, wake up..." I Heard Patrick say to me, smiling. "Wake up..."

"WAKE UP!!!" I Heard someone else shout in my ear. I Quickly woke up after that and saw Michelle was kneeling down my bedside. "God you've been sleeping forever."

"I've been feeling all nauseous and tired lately," I groaned waking up.

"Well we're heading to the gym to get in some cardio, hopefully it wakes you up before the show," Michelle said.

"I'll just grab an AMP from the gas station on the way to the arena later," I Said, rubbing my eyes. "Hand me my shoes?"

"Sure," She said, grabbing my shoes and tossing them over. "Since we're talking..."

"Yeah?" I Asked.

"Well, with us now being friends again," She began. "I Was thinking...if this is gonna work...changes are gonna have to be done."

"Changes as in?" I Yawned, putting on my shoes.

"Changes as in you need to dump your little group of girlfriends," She said.

"Whoa what?" I Asked, shocked.

"You know, that fake Jamaican, That Italian bitch, the one sucking John Cena's dick, The Blonde Country Bimbo and the Blonde Bimbo who can't say no to penis," She said.

"Why?" I Asked.

"Can't you see?" Michelle said. "I Only have you're best interest in mind, and they're using you!"

"You sure it's not the other way around?" I Asked.

"You using them?" Michelle asked confused.

"You using ME," I Said.

"What do you mean?" She asked.

"I Mean, i get drafted to Smackdown, you ask me to be your new roomie, the next thing you know, BAM," I Said. "We're doing a program and you're the champion."

"Oh Kat," Michelle said. "That's just a coincidence."

"Whatever," I Said. "Go on."

"Have you noticed they all became your friends AFTER Your success?" She said.

"Jenny and Jamila have," I Said. "Nikie, Heather and Kristen i've known BEFORE I joined WWE through Phil or my sister."

"Yeah, i know Heather and Nikie were friends with your sister, and you knew Kristen because of Phil, but honestly, they're using you," She said.

"HOW?" I Asked.

"Jenny and Jamila are a HUGE tag team over on RAW, when did that happen? After they became friends with you," I Said.

"Well.Heather and Nikie, what about them?" I Said.

"They were your sisters friends, but amazingly, after you joined, they were YOUR friends," She said.

"What?" I Began.

"Oh Kat," Michelle sighed.

Then, she dug into her laptop case and took out her Laptop and opened it up to youtube.

"What are you showing me?" I Asked.

"This," She said.

Then, she showed me a video of my first ever Wrestling Match in WWE.

"Pay close attention to this match, especially the ending," Michelle said. "This was your first time EVER wrestling, and look how good you were, wrestling like you've done it your whole life, and you also won the Women's championship that night, didn't you?"

"Yeah..." I Said.

"You rose to the top, FAST after that, VERY Fast," Michelle said. "And your friendship with those three rose fast after that too, didn't they?"

"Well...I Started hanging out more with Nikie and Heather yeah," I Said. "But Kristen...we've been tight for years now."

"You know she's married to Phil, right?" She said. "Phil is Phil. He's a genius at pretending. Kristen is using you, but she's covering up her tracks to make it look like she's on your side."

I Can't believe it, but i actually listened to Michelle,and some of it really made sense. I Wasn't too convinced about Kristen, but everyone else.....

"Kat, you are a good person," Michelle said. "And i don't want you to be making a mockery out of yourself, and well, they're making a mockery out of you."

"Let's just go to the gym," I Mumbled.

"Okay, but remember, I'm your best friend, like your big sister, i have your best interest in mind," Michelle said, putting on lotion.

Does she really have my best interest in mind? I Don't know, but now I'm irritated and i'm not in the mood to go workout and go practice for tonight, at all.

*Friday Night,Heather and Adam's engagement party, The Sharp Residents*

"And they say we're too old for a keg!" Sharpie said as he and Seabs were bringing in a keg full of beer.

"Talk for yourself," Seabs said. "I'm only 26, your going on 30 soon."

"Still got over two months of 29!" Sharpie yelled.

It's friday night and Sharpie insisted on giving Heather and Adam an engagement party to celebrate their soon to be 'real' marriage since him and Adam are good buds, but since him and Heather technically ARE Married, he threw them a 'We're actually having a real wedding' Party. He's pretty into this, i haven't even seen him get into his own wedding as much as he's getting into Adam's. I walked into the kitchen and saw Sarah in there, drinking and staring at a box of cigs on the table.

"Am i interrupting something?" I Asked, looking for some pretzels.

"Would i be a bad person if i started drinking and smoking both at the same time?" She asked.

"10 years ago we were at my brothers 16th birthday party and you were drunk, had a cig in one hand and kept asking people if they had a lighter," I Said. "If you could do it 10 years ago, you can do it now."

"Good point," Sarah said, putting her beer down.Then, she grabbed the cigs and reached into her pocket and grabbed a lighter.

"First, i don't wanna know why you have a lighter in your pocket, second, not in here! It's called a backyard!" I said. "God why are you even smoking anyway? You never do that unless your stressed out."

"I Am stressed out," She rolled her eyes.

"Of course you are," I Said, popping open a bag of salty pretzels.

"Look at him," Sarah said. She then opened this little flap a crack that showed into the living room and we saw Sharpie, doing a keg stand.

"I Didn't know people his age were allowed to do that still," I Said, stunned.

"He's not 30 yet!" Sarah snapped quickly. "But seriously, look at how much effort he's putting into Adam's wedding."

"What's wrong with that?" I Asked.

"He proposed 3 months ago and since then this," She said, pausing to point to her ring. "Means NOTHING."

"Don't worry, Kaner's like that too," I Rolled my eyes. "It's just because of the hockey season, once they get some type of break, they'll make that #1."

"Of course they will," Sarah rolled her eyes. "I barely know half the people in my own house!"

"Sharpie seems to know all of them," I Said, looking past the counter again and watching Sharpie socialize with all these Wrestlers from WWE, clearly Heather's side.

"Ugh, i need my smoke," Sarah said, storming out the house from the back way, with Shooter trailing after her.

"You go do that," I Shouted after her, digging my hand in my pretzel bag as Sharpie just walked into the kitchen.

"Selena!" He Smirked.

Carcillo, Hossa and Kaner are linemates, and they're coming up with new nicknames for each other. Hossa's Enrique, Carcillo's Luigi---Kaner pointed out a resemblence--- and Kaner was nicknamed Biebs, after Justin Bieber. Since he's 'Biebs', I get to be Selena, obviously.

"Your boyfriends singing Taylor Swift to the bride and groom."

"Of course he is," I rolled my eyes.

"Where's Sarah at?" He asked, looking in the fridge.

"Outside smoking," I Said.

"Ew why?" Sharpie asked. "I Hate when people smoke."

"Me too, but that didn't stop her from almost smoking right here," I rolled my eyes. "But she's stressed out."

"Why?" Sharpie asked.

"She's just outback, go ask her yourself," I Said.

"Alright," Sharpie said, before cuffing left hand around his mouth so he didn't inhale any second-hand smoke while he was out there. I grabbed my pretzels and headed into the living room to be with Patrick and everyone else.

*Backyard, No POV*

As Patrick Sharp walked outside, he began slightly shivering due to the cold Chicago Night, and it wasn't until Shooter started barking that Sarah noticed he was out there.

"Oh...Hi," Sarah said, taking a puff.

"Am i interrupting something?" Patrick asked.

"I think the question is, am I interrupting something," Sarah rolled her eyes.

"Okay, is it that time of the month for you or something?" Patrick asked her.

"Really?" She asked him.

"Well can you blame me for asking?" Sharpie asked. "Your all moody tonight, what's wrong?"

"You actually noticed i was moody? Wow, didn't know you would notice that while doing your little keg stand out there," She said. Sharpie just smirked.

"I Get it...your jealous I'm giving my attention to the guys tonight!" Sharpie said.

"Okay, first, I am NOT jealous," Sarah said. "Second, it's not just tonight your attention has been all on the guys, it's been ever since training camp, even though you missed it."

"Well you gotta understand it's the start of the season and i gotta get physically and mentally into the Blackhawks," Sharpie said.

"I Know that," Sarah said. "But that doesn't mean forget about your fiancee'..."

"I Haven't forgot about you, i come home to you every night, don't i?" He asked.

"When's the last time you actually thought about doing something for OUR wedding?" Sarah asked. "Not Adam's, OURs."

"Well, i thought we agreed we're not having it until next year," Sharpie said.

"Your point?" Sarah said.

"We have a whole year!" Sharpie said.

"Again i say, Your point?" She asked. "We have a whole year, yeah, but you can't just throw a wedding overnight."

"Unless you get drunk and go to Vegas," Sharpie laughed, but Sarah wasn't amused. "Look, i'm not saying it's not hard, i'm just saying it's not top priority." Shortly after saying that, Sharpie had a look of regret on his face.

"Oh, i'm sorry, i didn't know playing was bigger then your own wedding!" Sarah said.

"I Didn't mean it like that!" Sharpie said.

"If you didn't mean it like that, you wouldn't have said it, now would you?" She said, before starting to storm off.

"And if i didn't want to propose to you i wouldn't have, now would i!?" He shouted back. "God, i'm starting to regret that..." He mumbled under his breath, but when he saw Sarah stop dead in her tracks, he realized he said that a little too loudly. "You weren't supposed to hear that..."

"You better hope no one in their spill on the couch or leaves crumbs," She said. He sighed.

"And why's that?" He asked, knowing what she was about to say.

"Because that's where you're sleeping tonight!" She said, before putting out her cig and storming into the house as planned.

Sharpie just sighed. "I really need a filter..."

*Back inside,Kat's POV*

"You really should grow your hair out, Biebs," Carcillo said to Kane.

"I've grown it out before, not doing that again," Kaner rolled his eyes. "Besides,you shouldn't be talking, Luigi. You just shaved!"

"It'll grow back!" Carcillo argued. "But hey, if you won't grow the hair, dump Selena, and let her rebound with me," He smirked, staring me down.

"Go away and flirt with Nik's girlfriend," Kaner said.

"Alright, i love Swedes," Carcillo smiled, walking away as Patrick looked toward me.

"Feeling any better?" He asked, referring to me throwing up after lunch.

"Well, this is my second bag of pretzels and i haven't lost any of it yet, so i think that's good, right?" I Said.

"You really need to go see the doctor soon," Patrick said. "You have the Flu and your gonna need something other then Robitussin."

"It's working just fine!" I Said, he just gave me a look. "I'll see when i have the day off," I Rolled my eyes.

"Good," Patrick said. "Whoa, Sarah looks pissed," He said, looking across the room at Sarah. I Heard the door slam and saw Sharpie walk back in, looking equally pissed.

"Sharpie doesn't look too happy either," I Shrugged. "I Know Sarah was mad earlier, but wow, she looks even madder."

"Wanna go see what's wrong?" Kaner asked.

"Oh of co-"

"HEY, FREELOADERS," Adam shouted on his crutch.

"Freeloaders?" Sarah shouted back. "Dumbass, this is MY house, you're the freeloader!"

"Okay, true point," Adam said. "But anyway, i got something to say."

"Oh really?" Sharpie said sarcastically.

"I thought it was just normal to shout at everyone for their attention..." Kaner said sarcastically as well.

"Hey, you two, yeah, Shuddup," Adam said. "ANYWAY, i'm not much of a speech person, so i couldn't really write one, so instead, i'm just gonna say exactly what i'm thinking..."

He cleared his throat, then began talking.

"I've never been in love before, i was player, no doubt, and at first, i just wanted to nail Heather and move on, but, i eventually saw past her, and for the first time, i fell in love. In the short 2 months we've known each other, i felt like i've known you for a lifetime, and your my best friend. We've had our ups and downs in the past 2 months, but that's what love is, arguing about stupid things then making up. Whether we argued about me getting you drunk and getting hitched with you, me living with, me....well, we've basically argued about everything possible, we overcame it, because we love eachother. I Admit, i've let you take control in most of this and i probably should step up more, and i will. Bottom line, since Heather's walked into my life, i've learned then no matter what happens, love conquers all. I Love you, and i'm ready to spend the rest of my life with you," He said to Heather, before kissing her as everyone around clapped.

"Wow, i'm impressed, i never knew Adam could get so deep," I Said.

"And i didn't know he could be so touching," Kaner said, looking back and forth at Sarah and Sharpie.

I Joined him in looking back and forth at Sharpie and Sarah, and they were both still across the room from each other, looking at each other, but except unlike earlier, they weren't looking pissed off, at all.

"Good lord," Patrick began. "I Think Adam's speech touched the two."

" you think Adam may have saved their relationship?" I asked.

"Possibly," Kaner said. "But, he certainly changed there moods."

"Wow," I Said. "The things love can do."

"Yeah, i think we know all about that," Patrick smiled taking my hand and pulling me close to kiss me.

At the time, i didn't know this, but there was a whole other twist to love that me and Patrick had yet to discover, but soon would......


Couple things......

1)Currently as i'm writing this- i'm yawning. Today's my little brothers 11th birthday. He was born at 6:56am CT, so today he woke me up at 6:50am -_- I tried to go back to sleep since i didn't go to bed until 2am, but i couldn't, so clearly i am tired. very tired. I Wanted to get this up since i was already late, SO i did not spell check this. So sorry for any problems.


I have about, around 2 months or less until i write the final TEC chapter, and i have SO MUCH to write. So expect more updates soon, and the next chapter soon too. The next one will be the wedding chapter, and also, at the end of that chapter, i'm starting a NEW Storyline that will carry over to the Sequel of this story this spring, so i'm excited about that, bahaha.

Anyway, yeah. Comment please :) I love reading comments, bahahahaha.

Saturday, October 8, 2011

Year Two Week Thirty-Two // The Beginning of something magical

*October 8th, 2011, Chicago, IL, Kat&Patrick's House, 4pm*

"You sure i can't get you anything?" Patrick asked me in bed, taking a sip of Gatorade.

"I'm sure, just let me get a nap before the game," I Whimpered under the sheets.

Where do i even began. Since Patrick's proposal to me, things have been hectic. I Think i'm coming down with the flu, because whenever i eat, i always throw it right back up in the morning, sometimes in the afternoon, but mostly morning. It sucks, and because of my schedule with WWE I haven't had time yet to make an appointment with my doctor. Tonight's the Blackhawks home opener, and Along with Sarah, Jamila, a couple other wifes and girlfriends of the Blackhawks and Heather, i'm attending the home opener against The Stars. I'm trying to get in a nap before i need to start getting ready. I HATE Getting sick. What sucks even more is that it wasn't until a couple weeks ago on that trip to D.C that i started getting fever's, nausea and constantly throwing up...

*Flashback- DC Trip*

"I Didn't know you got air sickness," Kristen laughed, reading one of those Teen Magazines with Big Time Rush on the cover as i came out of a bathroom on a jet to Washington.

"I Don't," I Rolled my eyes, sitting back down.

"Apparently you do, Miss Angel," Hunter said. "You've already thrown up three times on this trip..."

"Someone's observant," I Rolled my eyes.

I'm on a plane to do something WWE related in Washington, DC at the White House now. Why? I have no clue. Creative had nothing for Kristen this week, so i had her come with me for comical relief since out of the two bosses, My FAVORITE Boss, Hunter Helmsley attended the trip with me. Lovely. 

"Seriously,i haven't seen someone throw up this much since i last saw my 5-month old niece in Jersey a couple months ago," Kristen said as i rolled my eyes.

"Comparing me to a baby, nice," I Said.

"Well you act like one," Hunter mumbled, before picked up a newspaper and reading it. There was then snickers all over the jet from the camera guy, Kristen and Hunter after that.

"Bastards," I Said, adjusting my pants.

"I'm not a scientist or anything, but uh...i don't think those pants fit you," Kristen said.

"They fit!" I Said. "They just...they just...they aren't in the right...position."

"The right position?" Kristen asked, completely putting her magazine down.

"Yeah, the right position," I Said.

"Oh, well uh, what's the right position?" She asked. 

After she said that, i took a moment and thought about it, then i sighed and looked at her.

"Shut your filthy mouth, bitch," I Said, sighing and sitting down.

"Nice comeback," Hunter mumbled, still reading his newspaper.

"I Swear to god," I Said. "If you do-"

"Remember, i sign your paycheck at the end of the day," Hunter said.

"Funny because the last pay-check i got had Stephanies signature," I Said.

"Keep talking i'll make sure neither mine or Steph's signature is on anymore of your paychecks," He said.

"Then who would be pa-" I Began. "Oh..." I Said, bowing my head down. 

"Good job placing the pieces together, Einstein," Kristen rolled her eyes, picking up her magazine again.

"Alright, well, i can see the white house in view from here," Hunter said, looking out the window, then turning around to face me. "I Might as well explain exactly what we're doing here."

"Am i meeting Obama?" I Asked.

"Oh, hell no, Miss Angel, Hell no," Hunter began, as i rolled my eyes.

"Two hell no's in one sentence, says a lot, doesn't it Kat?" Kristen smirked, looking over at me.

"Don't you have a magazine or something to be reading?" I grumbled.

"I'm good," Kristen smiled as i rolled my eyes.

"See, this is what's going to happen..." Hunter began.


 "So, i am going to just walk around here on the white house lawn, holding a sign saying 'Victim of Conspiracy' with an arrow pointing down at me and saying i am going to Obama to get my rematch when really i'm not?" I Asked.

"Exactly!" Hunter said.

"I Swear to god the shit i do for this company..."  I Sighed.

"Come on,Strikey!" Kristen smirked at me.

"Shut up," I Sighed.

"Alright, let's start filming," The Camera man began.

"Alright, for now, just hold up the sign, and after a while or so, talk straight into the camera," Hunter said.

"Whatever," I Said rolling my eyes as they started rolling.

I had the sign up first and they zoomed in on it, but after they zoomed out to show me.

"Hello, WWE Universe," I Began. "Some of you may be asking yourself's why i am not here at Smackdown tonight to entertain you and actually give your money's worth, but the reason i'm not there is because i have bigger stuff to do. You see, I'm not at the arena tonight, I'm here, at the-"
"CUT!" I Heard someone say.

"What the hell do you mean cut!?" I Asked.

"Turn around," The camera guy sighed.

I turned around and saw Kristen behind me, snickering.

"Video Bomb. BOOM," She smirked as i sighed.

Hunter then walked over and just grabbed Kristen and started dragging her away.

"OW OW OW YOU'RE HURTING MY HAIR," Kristen squealed while being dragging.

"Go again, this time, NO Interuptions," He said, looking at Kristen for that last part, who just rolled her eyes. I Sighed and began again.

"Hello, WWE Universe. Some of you may be asking yourself's why i am not here at Smackdown tonight to entertain you and actually give your money's worth, but the reason i'm not there is because i have bigger stuff to do. You see,weeks ago, i was SCREWED out of my Undisputed Women's Championship simply because Teddy Long has a problem with me. That's why Referee Scott Armstrong screwed me over in my Championship match with Michelle McCool, and Teddy Long refuses to give me my rematch even though i CLEARLY Deserve one. So, i'm going to a power HIGHER then Teddy Long. I'm going to a power High then Triple H and Stephanie McMahon!" Then, i stopped and smirked. "I'm here, at The White House to talk to the President of the United States, Barack Obama," I Smirked again. "If Teddy won't give me my fair rematch, i'll make him..."

"Alright cut," The camera man yelled.

"Alright, next shot," Hunter said.

"I Feel like a movie star of some sort," I Said.

"Alright, lean up against the gate, and look pissed off," Hunter said.

"Oh i'm just not looking pissed off..." I Grumbled, leaning back on the gate with my sign down.

"Alright in the storyline you just got rejected from a meeting in the white house and now you're pissed off At Barack," Hunter said.

"I Know what i'm supposed to do," I Snapped quickly before rolling my eyes.

I Shot the little scene, blamed Barack Obama for being involved in this conspiracy against me, and then, i talked to a homeless person.

"Are you a Kasey Angel fan?" I Asked him. He was confused, but nodded. "Do you like President Obama?"

"Oh hell no," He said. "He's the reason i'm here and not in a house like most of america."

"You and i are on the same page then," I Said. "It's because of Obama that i am not The World Wrestling Entertainment Women's champion. Obama is everything wrong with this world. He is the mastermind behind this conspiracy against me."

"You sound crazier then me," The Homeless guy said. I Could hear Kristen laughing from a distance, i just rolled my eyes, but then i felt a weird feeling in my stomach and then i realized, i was about to throw up again.

"Sir, i wish you the best of luck in your future," I Said, quickly shaking his hand.

"We weren't even planning you to do that, but that's gonna be great!" Hunter smiled.

"Let's get back on the jet," I Said, speed-walking.

"Why the hurry?" Kristen asked.

"Let's just get on the damn JET!" I Yelled.

"Miss Angel, but we gotta-" Hunter Began.

"JET, NOW," I Snapped.

"Why the-"

"Oh for the love of god," I Said, as i started running away.

Before i knew it, i was throwing up on the white house lawn.

"Oh for the love of god," Hunter sighed.

"Throwing up on the white house lawn, that's new," The Camera Guy said.

"I Am so glad i came here," Kristen laughed.

*Present Day*

"I Still can't believe you threw up on the White House lawn," Patrick laughed as he lay in bed next to me.

"I Can't believe i'm even catching the flu," I Sighed.

"Well it's not like you got your flu shot or anything," He said.

"It's not my fault i have a fear of needles," I Said.

"Did you say your brother's covered in Tattoos though?" Pat asked.

"He's a rockstar in Britain, he basically has to have all these Tattoos to live up to the Stereotype," I Said, rolling my eyes.

"Oh yeah i forgot," He said. "Come on, it's almost 4:30 and pretty soon the limo's coming to pick me up for the red carpet, get up," He said, slapping my ass to get me up.

"Ugh you're a grown man, pick out your own suit," I groaned.

"Well you gotta get ready to," He said.

"Sarah's not picking me up until 5:30," I Said.

"You girls aren't going to the red carpet this year?" Patrick asked in the bathroom.

"No point in dealing with crazy fangirls this year, especially since this year we're engaged," I Said.

"Gotcha," He said. "But it's gonna be weird not seeing you at the carpet like last year."

"And not kissing me like last year?" I Asked.

"Exactly," He said as i giggled.

"Don't worry, i'll still be at the game cheering you on," I Said getting out of bed and heading over to my closet.

"I Know, i know..." He said, coming back into the bed room. "But still."

"Hey, if you score tonight during the game," I Said, before pausing to put on my #88 Jersey. "You can score on me after the game," I Smirked.

"Goal #1 is coming right up," He smirked delightedly as he got on his 'I Am P.Kane' suit, with a purple tie.

"Aw, you're wearing my favorite color," I Said, looking at the tie.

"It's for the whole Hockey Fights Cancer thing actually, but i knew you'd like it," He smiled.

"Well, i likey," I Smirked.

"Of course you did," He smirked putting on some cologne.

"Ugh, that's too much," I Said.

"At least it's not strong like yours," Patrick said, spraying it in my face then smirking.

"Okay really," I Said picking up my perfume and spraying it back at him.

"Quit it, i don't wanna smell like Bieber," He laughed.

"It's not Bieber's perfume, i ran out of the on the road, it's Taylor Swift's new one," I Said.

"Oh, well in that case spray it all over," He smiled. "I Love me some Taylor Swift."

"We know you do," I Laughed.

*13:59, Third Period, United Center*

4-2, Hawks are in the lead against the Stars. Me, Sarah, Jamila and Heather are up in the Box together, each of us wearing our guys' jersey. We're pretty focused on the game, while eating of course. I'm eating my second batch of Nachos, and everyone else is just drinking. I Haven't had a drink all night though.

"We're getting those two points," Jamila smiled.

"There's still about 12 minutes in the 3rd left, they could notch 2 goals," Sarah said.

"They can and they will," Heather smiled. I Was quiet because my mouth was stuffed with nachos.

"HOLY SHIT," Sarah said.

We all looked down, and one of the Stars was on the ground, in pain. The play was stopped and they were trying to see what's wrong.

"It looks like it's his ankle or something," I Said.

"Oh my god," Heather began. "I Don't see #16 on the bench."

"Relax," Sarah said. "I Know Adam, he's a tough son a bitch, it's not him, i just know it."

"He's on his back, you can't see his number," Jamila said.

"Shut up Jammy," Sarah said.

"They're helping him off the ice now," I Said.

Then, with some help from two other Dallas Stars', they player got up, limping, and it was revealed that Sadly, it was Adam.

"Well then..." Sarah said.

"Oh My god," Heather said, getting up and running off.

"Is she really running down to check on him?" Jamila asked. "There's only almost 12 minutes left in the game, she couldn't wait?"

"At least she didn't respond like Kat did when Kaner got injured against the Flames last December," Sarah said.

"Stop bringing that up please," I rolled my eyes, grabbing another nacho. 

"No thanks," Sarah said. "Oh, and don't choke on all that stuff you're eating, it'd be a shame of you die."

"Haha, very funny," I Once again rolled my eyes.

"But seriously, i have never seen someone scarf down as much Nachos as you," Jamila said.

"I Like Nachos, so what?" I Said.

"Whatever, there's a game going on, that's more important," Sarah said, turning her attention back to the ice as Bolly just won a faceoff.


"HAWKS WIN!!!" Us three girls yelled as we were running down to the locker room.

"Kaner's getting lucky tonight," I Mumbled silently.

"What the hell did you just say?" Sarah asked me.

"Nothing, nothing at all," I Said.

"Okay then..." Sarah said.

We waited outside the locker room for the media to get out and the boys to get dressed and ready, then the boys came out.

"Ladies," Sharpie smirked, walking over to Sarah.
"You guys did great! Jamila said as Corey walked over to her.

"I believe i'm scoring again tonight," Kaner winked at me, i smirked.

"Oh god," Sharpie sighed.

"You shouldn't be talking, isn't tomorrow the one year anniversary when you two became official?" Kaner said.

"Awah!" Jamila said.

"Don't be Awahing them," I Said. "Explain how you two met."

"Me and Soupy were at the mall picking out suits before the red carpet, we both weren't playing because of injuries and we ran into Kat and Sarah and it was love at first site for me and Her," Sharpie smiled.

"Next thing i know, the hawks and Kat and I are at his place for an after-party to celebrate a win against the Wings, me and him are in his hot tub making out and i'm spending the night," Sarah smiled, but quickly frowned. "God i am such a slut." We all laughed after that.

"Even me and Kat didn't have sex until the night before i asked her to move in and become my girlfriend," Kaner said.

"You guys are so classy," Corey said.

"And dirty," Jamila said. We all just rolled are eyes.

"How bout we round some of the guys up real quick and then head back to my place?" Sharpie said.

"Sure, but we should go check to see if Adam's fine first," I Said.

"Yeah, we probably should," Sarah agreed.

Then, we headed down the hall to the other locker room and we saw Adam up on a table with ice on his ankle.

"Whats the matter, Bur?" Sharpie asked.
"Fractured Ankle, something like that," He said. "I gotta wear a stupid boot and i won't be able to play until at least the game in November against the Caps."

"Sorry man," Sharpie said, patting him on the back.

"Actually, this is like a blessing in disguise," Heather said.

"How is me getting injured a blessing?" Adam asked.

"Cause we don't have to see you playing horribly," Kaner laughed.

"Very funny, little peak-a-boo," Bur said.

"What i mean is," Heather began. "Now, i have a date for the wedding!"

"You do?" Sarah asked. 

"Yeah! I Can take off of WWE and we can pick it for a day the Hawks and Stars both don't have games, and we can have it in Wisconsin so we'll be by your family," Heather smiled.

"Really?" Adam smiled.

"Yeah," Heather said. "How about November 5th?"

"That's good for the Hawks and the Stars," Corey said.

"And i think us three could take the day off with WWE," I Said.

"Great!" Heather said. "We have a wedding date!" 

Then, the two kissed as we all cheered. A Hawks win and a wedding. Boy, the future's gonna have  A LOT in store for us....

Authors Note-

Excited much about this chapter? Me personally, no. I had trouble with this tbh. Okay, so i've made it clear to most of you i'm posting the last chapter in this story sometime in December and i have everything mapped out for the rest of the story, i'm just having trouble spacing them out. So yeaaah. Feedback please. Should have a new one up sometime next week :)