Friday, August 12, 2011

Year Two Week Twenty Six // What Happens In Vegas...

*Saturday, August 6th, 2011*



*NYC, NY, Courtroom, Heathers POV, Noon Eastern Time*

"I Know your missing something for this, so i promise you, i'll make it worth it," My lawyer told me, as we were sitting down in the courtroom waiting for Alex and the Judge.

"You told me you were gonna have a secret weapon, who?" I Asked.

"You'll see who later on, we may not need her, but you'll see," He said to me.



It's noon, and my court case is starting any minute now. I'm freaking out about this on the inside, i really am, and because well, It's Kat's 22nd birthday today, and while i informed WWE I wouldn't be able to make the Supershow thats starting in 5 hours in Las Vegas, i NEVER informed Kat i wouldn't be able to make the surprise birthday party Patrick's throwing her and that she doesn't no about---that made no sense, but you get where i'm going with this, right?

"Um, i'll be right back," I Told my lawyer as i got up and walked out of the room real quick and grabbed my cell phone. I Started dialing Kat's number. It rang for like, 30 seconds, then it went to voicemail.


"It's only 9am in Las Vegas, she's probably still sleeping,"I Said to myself in my head. Then, i left her a voicemail.

"Hey Kat, it's me Heather. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! I Can't believe your 22 today! It's not like you act 22 or anything, haha! And you get to spend it in VEGAS! Even though you have to work, it's still awesome! I REALLY DO Hope you have fun...and i'm SO Sorry i'm just now telling you this, through voicemail...but..." I Paused, bit my lip, then sighed. "I Can't come. It's about noon right now here in New York, and i have a court case with Alex today, hopefully i win it, hopefully, but i'm SO Sorry. I PROMISE i'll make it up to you. But have a good 22nd Birthday!"


I Sighed after i left the voicemail, then i went back into the courtroom as the meeting was about to start. I Bit my lip as the judge talked for a moment. It's noon in NYC, but in Vegas, it's 9am, so i doubt Kat's up, so she probably won't see my voicemail for a while.






*Planet Hollywood, Hotel Room, Las Vegas, NV, 9am PCT, Kat's POV*


"Oh baby baby, how was i supposed to know? That something wasn't right here!" I Sang into my hairbrush in my white robe in my PRIVATE hotel room in Planet Hollywood.


Hip Hip Hooray! It's My birthday, but i still have a job today, and despite this wonderful event, WWE comes first. It's only 9am, but in Chicago, it's 11am, so i'm up early, and besides, the Show starts at 5pm Las Vegas time, and the call time to the arena is soon, and i gotta get ready. Tonight after the show, i'm going to dinner with everyone from the WWE Gang. I WANNA go with Patrick, but he's in Chicago. So they'll just have to do. I Haven't seen most of them in like, forever, so it's cool. I Just got out of the shower and got my Skinny jeans on, but that was all, so i still had my robe on, and i just got done drying my hair, so now i was brushing it----well, kind of. I Was also listening to 'Hit Me Baby One More Time' By Old School Britney. I Loved Old School Britney and i still do, so therefore i am singing along to it in my hotel room in Planet Hollywood. Why? Because it's birthday and i fucking can. Then, i jumped onto my bed and landed on my knees.

"I MUST CONFESS, THAT MY LONELINESS, IS KILLING MY NOOOW. DON'T YOU KNOW I STILL BELIEVE, THAT YOU WILL BE HERE, AND GIVE ME A SIIIIIIIIIGN. HIT ME BABY ONE MORE TIME!" I Sang. "MY LONELINESS IS KILLING ME. AND I MUST CONFESS, I STILL BELIEVE. WHEN I'M NOT WITH YOU I LOSE MY MIND. GIVE ME A SIIIIGN, HIT ME BABY ONE MORE TIME!" I Did my big finish. Then i got off of my bed and went over to my dresser, where my stuff was, smiling.


"God knows if i wasn't a wrestler i could totally be the next Lady Gag-"


Then, i saw my door open, and Kristen was just standing their, mouth dropped open, and mortified. I Froze up, then put my hairbrush down, flipped my wet hair, and looked at her.

"So uh, you saw that?" I Asked. Her mouth was still wide open and mortified. She couldn't even say anything, just a slight head nod. "Oh, well then..." I Said. "I'll just meet you down stairs in the lobby by the casino in 20." She again, nodded, then, somehow managed to leave. I Just watched her, then Shrugged and went back to picking out perfume for tonight.

"At least she didn't see me jamming out to Superbass," I Said to myself. "Then she really would have had something to be mortified about," I Laughed, then continued picking out perfume.



I watch a LOT of E! shows, one of them being Holly's World, which is about Holly Madison's life in Las Vegas along with Josh, Angel, Lauren, and Jade, the Las Vegas bitch. Basically Holly Madison does a show in Planet Hollywood called Peep Show, so i've seen Planet Hollywood before, especially when Josh did a music video around there, and it's beautiful, has Casino's, Bars, Restraunts and Clubs IN THEM and it's also a hotel. I Loved it, so i had to come here for the weekend out of all places.I Went down to the lobby over by one of the casino's to meet Kristen, i was hitchiking with her and Punk to the supershow tonight.

"Thanks for mortifying me for life," She said as we started walking outside of Planet Hollywood.

"You thought that was bad? You haven't seen me get my Nicki Minaj on," I Said.

"Oh, and i don't even wanna see you get your Nicki Minaj on," She said. "It's your birthday, i know, but damn, it's not an excuse to act like a freak."

"Well i am a natural freak," I Said.

"Okay that's true," She said. "But still, i really do not need to see you doing stuff like that, naked."

"I Wasn't naked," I Said. "Besides this is the place where they do Peepshow, don't be too surprised if you see naked people tonight."

"And this is why i'm at the regular hotel with the rest of the roster," Kristen said.

"No it's because your a fucking square," I Said,  "you don't know how to have fun."

"I Don't know how to have fun?"

"No, you don't."

"Oh i know how to have fun. I'll do something fun right here right now."

"Oh yeah? What?"

"This."


Then, she backhanded me in the face.

"OW! THAT WASN'T FUN!" I Yelled, clutching my face.


"Maybe not for you,but it sure was fun for me!" She said, smiling. "In fact, i think i may do it again!"

"DON'T," I Said, as we finally got over by Punk, who was leaning up against his car and watching all of this.

"I Thought it was a birthday spanking, not a birthday backhand to the face," He said.

"Apparently Kristen thinks backhanding people is fun," I Said, hopping in the back, as he and Kristen got in the front.

"It is," Punk said.

"Besides i had every reason to, " Kristen said, then she looked at Punk, who started driving. "Her door was wide open and she was dancing and singing in a robe to Hit me baby one more time."

"Come on, it was Britney Spears, you don't just not love Britney," I Said.

"We can't stand her," Kristen said.


Then, Punk took one hand off of the wheel, grabbed something out of his pocket, and at a red light, showed it to Kristen and smirked, then i realized it was his IPod.

"You want Girl Next Door Britney or Femme Fatale Britney?" He asked her, smirking.


 "HA!" I Said in Kristens face as he put on Womanizer.

"I Also got Beyonce solo and Destiny's Child," He said.

"Good lord," Kristen said, burying her face into her hands.

"BOY DON'T TRY AND FLIRT I KNOW JUST-JUST WHAT YOU ARE-ARE-ARE BOY DON'T TRY AND FLIRT I KNOW JUST-JUST WHAT YOU ARE-ARE-ARE. YOU SAY I'M CRAZY. I GOT YOU CRAZY. YOUR NOTHING BUT A, WOMANIZER," I Sang as i stuck my head out the window.



 Then i felt my phone buzz off in my pocket, and it was just a bunch of birthday messages, but i also had one voicemail, from Heather. I Figured she tried to call me why i was jamming out to Britney so i didn't hear my phone go off, so i just listened to it now.


"Hey Kat, it's me Heather. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! I Can't believe your 22 today! It's not like you act 22 or anything, haha! And you get to spend it in VEGAS! Even though you have to work, it's still awesome! I REALLY DO Hope you have fun...and i'm SO Sorry i'm just now telling you this, through voicemail...but..." She then paused, then i heard her sigh. "I Can't come. It's about noon right now here in New York, and i have a court case with Alex today, hopefully i win it, hopefully, but i'm SO Sorry. I PROMISE i'll make it up to you. But have a good 22nd Birthday!"

Whoa...what? Just...what? Heather's choosing some stupid court case over my birthday? What? I Just rolled my eyes, stopped singing Britney, then put my blackberry in my pocket and stayed quiet for the rest of the trip.



 


*3hours Later, NYC, NY, courtroom, Heather's POV*


 "Kevin is a total sweetheart, no way could he possibly hit someone outside of the WWE, especially a women," Kathryn said.

"Thank you for making your case, Miss Cook," The Judge sighed- Kathryn was talking nonstop about Alex and how he would never do such a thing for the past twenty minutes-. "You may now sit do-"

"But i'm not done," Kathryn said.

"Oh, YES...YES You are," The judge said, rubbing her eyes. Kathryn stared down at her for a moment, then just rolled her eyes and sat down.

"Alright, with that said, i think we can agree we're done here, right?" Alex's cocky lawyer said.

"Please sit down, i make the decisions here," She said. Kathryn really annoyed her, so the Judge really isn't in a good mood. Then my lawyer stood up.

"The Plaintiff calls Tiffany Johnson to the stands," He called out.



Then, a blonde women stood up, then walked up front. I Had no idea who she was, but i got a slight glance at Alex, and i could tell by the look on his face he knew EXACTLY who it was, and he didn't exactly look too thrilled to see her.

"Hi, Kevin," She flirted with him. Alex waved back, slightly, but Kathryn just gave him a look.

"Yeah, no," She said to him.

"Now, Miss Johnson, i understand your one of Mr. Kiley's exes, and his first girlfriend, right?" My lawyer asked him.

"Two years we were together, until he got that big call from Paul Levesque and had to leave," She said.

"Now, how would you describe those two years with Kevin?" He asked.

"Oh...they were amazing," She smiled. "I Haven't been with another guy since, i just can't move on. Kevin treated me like the only girl in the world and really set my expectations of guys high, i'm just setting myself up for disaster. I Wish i could just relive those two years, best years of my life..." She said, drifting off, and smiling, i just raised an eyebrow looking at her. I Think she's got the wrong Kevin...or Alex, whatever he truly prefers to be called. "You know, if that english girl ever leaves you, i'll be waiting," She smiled at Alex.

"I'll remember that..."Alex said. Kathryn shot him a look.

"Oh no you won't," She said to him.

"Anyway," My lawyer said. "Miss Johnson, was Mr. Kiley ever abusive to you, verbally or physically?"


Then, she bit her lip, and hesitated, for a couple seconds.

"Um..no, Never, not once," She said.

"Well then," Alex's lawyer said. "With that being said i thi-"

"Miss Johnson, i noticed you hesitated," My lawyer said. "Please, if you have anything to say, say it now."


She bit her lip again, then sighed.

"One time he hit me and called me a uncontrolled bitch, but i deserved it!" She said. Alex's eyes were about to pop out of his head.

"I Think i rest my case," My lawyer said.

"BUT I-" She said.

"I Think i rest my case," My lawyer said louder.



An immediate look of panic was across her face, as one of the security guards grabbed her and dragged her out.


"Well with that being said," The judge, i'll be back in twenty, then i'll reveal my decision." She said as she stood up and left the room.



Those twenty minutes were simple said the longest twenty minutes of my life. I couldn't stop biting my nails and shaking slightly, as was Alex, from what i could see. After the longest twenty minutes of my life, the Judge came back in.

"With all evidence being proven," The judge said. "It appears The defendant has an abusive past when it comes to relationships, so i stand by my decision, the Defendant is guilty as charged."



Then, she got up and left, and i just hugged my lawyer, and i also kind of looked on at both Alex and Kathryn. They both looked uneasy, Alex because he just lost a court case accusing him of assault on a girl, and Kathryn because she was in a relationship with a guy who has an abusive past in relationships. I Just smirked, then, i walked out and grabbed a taxi and headed to the nearest airport. I Have a flight to Las Vegas to catch.











*La Vegas, 7:30pm, Kat's POV*

"You look like a fairly odd-parent threw up on you," Jamila said as we entered a restaurant.


The houseshow got over a while ago. I Went back to my hotel, changed into a sexy dress that Patrick bought me, and then i went out to dinner with the gang. We just walked in and i'm already getting shit, nice right?

"She looks more like a leprechaun wrapped a rainbow around her," Kristen said.

"I Personally think her dress looks nice," Nikie said.

"Back in the country," Jenny said. "If Kat wore that, sh-"

"No one cares what would happen in the country!" I Shouted at her. I Was wearing a sparkly, rainbow colored dress. Personally i think it's nice, but everyone agrees.

"I Find it funny brokeface and Kat are the only ones all casual," Jamila said.

"Because we're classy," Cody said.

"Oh and i'm not?" Jamila asked.

"Says the girl who looks like the black version of Ketchup," John said. We all just looked at him.

"It's Ke$ha, dorkface," Jenny corrected her older brother.

"You know who Ke$ha is?" Nikie asked. "Damn, she's more popular then i thought."

"Hey, where's Heather anyway," Kristen asked.

"Hell...hopefully," Jamila said, rolling her eyes.

"You two are still fighting?" I Asked.

"YES," She raised her voice.

"You started it though," Punk said.

"How did i start it white boy!?" She yelled across the table to him.

"You got drunk and said a bunch of things to her, hence why i don't drink," Punk said.

"Whatever," She said, rolling her eyes.



Oh how i miss these dumbasses from being over on Raw...not really. Bickering between us all went back and forth, until are food came, then we stuffed up our mouthes with that.Then, all these people came up to me and put a slice of chocolate cake in front of me.

"What the-"

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!' The People sang, but then paused to blow some kind of horn, then they said and did the same thing again. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" They said again, but this time clapped two times. "TO YOU!!!" Then they all clapped, then left. My mouth was just dropped, and when i got over the shock and got my vision back, i saw everyone had their heads down and they were snickering, trying not to make direct eye contact.

"I Swear to god, when i find out which one of you did thi-"

"Turn around," Kristen snickered. I Turned around and saw Cody with a little flip-camera, recording EVERYTHING.

"Oh no," I Said.

"I Can just see this becoming a youtube hit instantly," Cody said, turning the camera off.

"You better burn that," I said.

"We're good," Punk commented, before taking a sip of his water.



Before i could make some other comment to them, a door at the front slammed open, and Justin came running over, out of breath.

"So Sorry i'm late," Justin said in between heavy breathing.

"Where you running a marathon or something?" Jamila asked, looking at him weird.

"No, i had to go get Kat's present," He said, finally starting to catch his breath.

"You got me something?" I Asked, smiling. "You shouldn't have."

"Oh, well if you do-"

"I'm just kidding! You should have!" I Smiled at him.

"Oh well then," He said. "Out front," He smirked, leading me outside.



I Think it was supposed to be just us, but everyone else was noisy and ended up following us. He wrapped his hands around my eyes as he lead me outside, then when we were, he took them away.

"Surprise!" He said, my jaw just dropped.

"A RANGE ROVER!?" I Shouted, looking at it.

"YOU GOT HER A CAR?" They all shouted behind me.

"Oh My Gosh!" I Yelled, running over to it and just feeling it.

"QUESTION!" Jenny yelled. "How old do you think she is?"

"She was talking about Justin Bieber, apparently he has one, then she went on and on about how she wants one, and i had extra money, so i figured why not," Justin said.

"Wow," Jamila said, walking over to it.

"Now i can say i can drive what Justin Bieber drives," I Smiled. "And i don't have to take Patrick's smelly Chevy whenever i need to get anywhere," I rolled my eyes."Thank you so much!" I Said, quickly embracing Justin.

"No problem, Angel," He smiled.

“I’m gonna head back to Planet Hollywood-"

"Planet hollywood!?" John exclaimed.

"Yes, do you have a problem where i'm staying at?" I Asked him.

"Uh, YES," he said.

"Why?" I Asked. He stopped talking.

"Um...uh..." He said.

"Exactly," I Said. "AS I WAS SAYING, I got some clubs to hit up tonight,” I Smirked, jumping into the car.

“Champions shouldn’t be out partying all night,” Kristen said.

“Well this champion is,” I Said, starting up the engine and then leaving.


 

As I left, everyone else just looked Justin down.


“What?” He asked.

“Ass Kisser,” Punk said, as everyone else nodded in agreement.





***


It was almost 9pm. Las Vegas was getting darker by the minute, and the city was being lit up with Lights from Casino's and such. I Was up in my suite at Planet Hollywood, putting on some make-up for a bar i was going to. It was about 30 minutes away though, and i'll be drinking, so i'm waiting for a cab. While finishing putting my mascara on, i heard some whispering outside my room. I Raised an eyebrow, then tip-toed over by my door.

"I Don't feel right doing this....come on, why couldn't he have done it?" I Heard a whiny voice say outside my door.

"What the fucking hell?" I Asked myself.


Then i opened my door and went out, and quickly i was taken off of my feet and someone put me over their shoulder, and just started running.
"WHAT THE HELL!?" I Screamed from the top of my lungs.

"Keep your voice down, will you?" A Familiar voice said.

"I Don't even know who you are!" I Shouted again.

"Oh, you'll find out soon," That same voice said.


I Stayed quiet as we entered the elevator, but once we got into the lobby, he started running with me again and i continued.

"I Swear to god if you're trying to rape me, i'm going to bite your balls off then feed them to piranhas," I Said, which got the man to stop. He then shuddered slightly, and continued running until we were outside. Then he opened a car door or something and just threw me in, got in as well, then the car took off. "What the hell is going on?"

"Just keep quiet for the next 20 minutes or so," John said.

"Why are you all dressed up?" I Asked. He was wearing black dress shoes, jeans, a purple shirt that clearly showed off his muscles, and a fedora. 

"What did i just say?" He asked me.



I Rolled my eyes, fixed my hair slightly then crossed my arms.


It was about 20 minutes later until the car came to a complete stop in front of this big building.

"So where am i?" I Asked.

"Just get out," John said.

"Whatever," I Rolled my eyes.


As i hopped out of the car, before i knew it, John put his hands over my eyes and started dragging me.

"MOTHER FUCKER GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME BEFORE I-"

"SURPRISE!!!!!!!!"


John finally got his hands off of me, and i saw a BUNCH Of people standing in front of me, drinking and screaming, and most importantly, i saw Patrick.

"Patrick!" I Squealed, running over to him and jumping into his arms.

"Happy birthday, Baby," He said, before kissing me.

"I Can't believe you did this for me," I Smiled.

"Well, i had some help," He said.

"From wh-"

"AH!" I Heard someone scream behind me as they also jumped onto my back.

"What the hell!?" I Asked.

"Happy birthday!" Sarah said as she hopped off my back, with a whole bottle of Vodka in her hand.

"Um, thanks," I Said. "And did you drink all of that?"

"It's my second bottle!" She laughed, before taking another sip. 

"Your so wasted," I Said, just looking at her.

"dam not," She said, saying Dam instead of Am.

"Mhm, of course you're not," I Said. "Patrick isn't even stopping you?"

"Who do you think bought me the Vodka?" She said, before finishing the bottle. Then, Sharpie walked up.

"Drunk Sarah means Easy Sarah, Easy Sarah means LUCKY SHARPIE," He said, smirking.

"OOOH, look at that," She said, pointing to a pole, then looking at Sharpie. "Carry me over there? I Don't think i could walk that far easily." It was only about 10 footsteps away.

"Like i said," Sharpie said, Picking Sarah up and putting her over his shoulder. "Drunk Sarah, LUCKY SHARPIE," He said, as he took her over to the pole.

"Oh good lord," I Said, rolling my eyes.

"I Got you another surprise too," Patrick said to me.

"What's that?" I Asked. He just pointed up by a stage, and my jaw dropped seeing who i saw.

"YO THIS IS DJ PAULY D IN THE HOUSE, How you doing tonight Las Vegas!?" He asked, everyone else just screamed in excitement. "Let's get it started up in here!" He shouted. Then, he started spinning.

"You got me DJ Pauly D!?" I Asked him.

"I know he's your favorite person from Jersey Shore, so i figured why not," He smiled.


I Just kissed him, and was about to say something, but was interrupted.

"PARTY'S HEEEERE!!!" Heather shouted behind me. I Turned around and saw her and couldn't believe it.

"Oh my god, i thought you weren't going to be here!?" I Said, running over to her.

"Well, my courtcase ended early, so, i came!" She smiled.

"OH! What happened!?" I Asked.

"Well, my lawyer pulled a few strings, and we got Alex's ex to come, and she admitted Alex hit her before as well, and i won!"

"AH!" I Screamed before jumping onto her and hugging her.

"But enough of that, IT'S YOUR BIRTHDAY!!!" She screamed.

"I KNOW IT IS!!!"

"YOU TWO ALREADY SOUND DRUNK!!!" Kristen yelled as she walked past us, but she never stopped, she just kept walking.

"WE KNOW!" We shouted back. Then we laughed, and did are own thing.





***


An hour went by, and WOW. DJ Pauly D has been keeping this place alive, and i think i just got a good workout in with all the fist-pumping i've been doing. Then, i started dancing with Justin slightly, like club dancing. Then Patrick grabbed me from behind and twirled me around then started dancing with me for a while, before Justin grabbed me from behind and started dancing with me again. Then before i knew it, Patrick grabbed me from behind and twirled me around to and started dancing with me again. I Was confused, but i had a couple drinks in me, so i didn't mind. Then, Justin once again grabbed me from behind and tried twirling me around so i was with him, but Patrick grabbed ahold of my right wrist and wouldn't let go.


Before i knew it, Patrick had my right wrist and Justin had my left wrist, and they were basically playing a game of tug-a-war with me, until i broke free.

"I'm going to the bar," I Said breaking free, and heading over to the bar.

"Alright, i can get you anything but Vodka, because i'm all out of that shit because that Mila Kunis look-a-like took it all," The blonde girl behind the bar said.

"Uh, i'll just take a Margarita....Taylor," I Said, looking at her nametag.

"Coming right up!" Taylor said.


About a moment later, she was done.

"Here's your margarita!" She said, handing it to me.

"Thank you," I Said, grabbing it, then i was about to leave before she stopped me.

"Tip?" She said, holding out her hand, waiting for some cash to be placed on it.

"Oh, i'm the birthday girl here," I Said.

"Aw, Happy birthday!" She smiled. "But seriously i'm gonna need a tip. I'm raising money to get my surgery."

"Oh, you need surgery!?" I Said, immediately grabbing my wallet from my shorts. "What's wrong?"


"These small puppies that's what's wrong!" She said, grabbing the money and pointing to her boobs.


I Just looked at her, then just took a sip of my margarita, then left and went over to Patrick and handed him my margarita. "I Need to use the bathroom, hold my margarita?"

"No problem, babe," He said, as i went to use the bathroom.





*No POV*
 As Kat left the main part of the Club, she went to the ladies room, but when she entered, she came across a rude awakening.
"OH GOOD LORD!!!" She shouted as she walked in on her good friends, Kristen and Phil Brooks having sex right in the middle of the girls bathroom.
She quickly ran out of the bathroom and tried to forget the image in her mind, when suddenly, she noticed someone staring right at her from across the hall of the bathrooms.

"Um...Can i help you?" She asked the guy who was admiring her across the hall. He looked around,maybe the 40 mark, and he looked like his mother still dressed him and he didn't have enough money for contacts and was still wearing some old ones.

"Kat," he said, slowly walking up to her, but sped up when he noticed Kat trying to go away.

"Yes?" She asked him again, a little creeped out by him.


"Long time no see," He said.


"Do i even know you?" She asked him.


"Technically no, but yes, you do," He said, getting even closer.


"Seriously...who are you?" Kat asked him.


"You shouldn't know who i am," He said. "But, i hope you enjoyed my gifts."






That's when it clicked in for Kat.

"Oh My God..." She said. "Your my stalker."








While this was going on outside the night-club, this was going on inside the night club...


"I'll take one Pina Colada," Heather said, walking up to the bar.

"Coming right up!" Taylor, the bartender said.



Taylor finished the Pina Colada and handed it to Heather, who immediately took a sip, then spit it right out.

"EW!!!" She said.

"I'm sorry, do you have a problem with my pina colada?" Taylor asked.

"Yes, i do," Heather said. "IT TASTES LIKE SHIT."

"Well then don't drink it! Simple solution," Taylor said.

"No, give me my money back," She said.

"No refunds, princess," Taylor said.

"Whatever," Heather rolled her eyes.


Then, Heather THREW her Pina Colada in Taylors face, then smirked at her.

"Ooops, my bad," Heather smirked and shrugged. Taylor just wiped it off of her face, then looked at her.

"Ooops, MY BAD," Taylor said.



Then, she jumped over the counter and just tackled Heather to the floor, and from their, they both got into a fight. Taylor got a bloody nose from a punch to the face from Heather, and Heather got some of her hair taken out by Taylor, and a slightly bloody nose as well. That drew a crowd from everyone at the club and all eyes were on them.


"AW YEAH, CHICK FIGHT OVER TO THE RIGHT!" DJ Pauly D Shouted, grabbing EVERYONE'S attention, and when i say EVERYONE, i mean EVERYONE. Eventually, a guy in all black came up, along with another well dressed guy.

"HEY! What is going on!?" The well dressed guy asked.

"Do you own this place?" Heather asked, as she was being grabbed away from Taylor.

"Yes, why?" He asked.

"Because your little employee here is a FUCKING BITCH!" Heather yelled, looking right at Taylor.

"Big Rob," The well dressed guy said, looking at the big guy all dressed in black. "Get her out of her, i don't tolerate fights in my club. As for you, Miss Nelson, we need to ONCE Again talk," He said, looking at Taylor and grabbing her and taking her away.

"Don't put your hands on me," Taylor told him.

"With how much i'm paying you, you'll do whatever i want you to do," He said to her as 'Big Rob'  dragged Heather out of the club.




Speaking of out of the club...

 "Uh...how did you find me here?" A Frightened Kat asked her Stalker as she took another step back.

"Someone mentioned it was your birthday on facebook and that you would be here," He said, getting steps closer to Kat.

"Oh um, that's nice..." Kat said, trying to take another step back, but couldn't because her back hit the corner wall.

"You know,when i heard you moved, i was really upset i couldn't see you," He said, getting closer.

"You can see me every friday night on smackdown on SyFy," Kat said.

"That's not enough," He said.


Then, he put his hands on her breast, and kind of just touched them, and Kat just kept getting more scared.

"Look, what do you want?" She asked him, as he slipped his hands under her shirt.
"I Think you know exactly what i want," He said, touching her bra.

"Look, i'll do anything, just please leave me alone," Kat said, even more frightened then before.

"I'm not leaving until i get what i want, and you know exactly what i want," He said, starting to slowly make his way down to the waist.

"HELP!!!!" Kat shouted from the top of her lungs, but the man quickly covered her mouth with his hand.

"We can make this go rather smoothly, or we can make it tough, your choice sweetheart," He said.

"I Just wanna go back to my boyfriend," Kat said, trying to fight off tears.

"You'll have plenty of time with him after i'm done," The man said.



Then, he made his way down to Kat's waist.

"Please leave me alone," Kat whimpered.

Then, he started unbuttoning the two buttons on her shorts. He undid the first one, then the second one.

"Please don't do this," Kat whimpered again.
"Don't worry,Sweetheart," The man said. "It'll all be over in a blink of an e-"


Then, the man went down, instantly. Kat was confused at first, but then she immediately buttoned her shorts back up, then looked up, and just smiled in relief.

"Oh My Gosh," She said, looking at Justin, who had just creeped up behind the man and punched him in the back of his head, causing him to fall down, unconsciously. 
"I was using the bathroom and i heard screams, so i came out here and saw him trying to rape you or something, so uh, i did what i had to," Justin shrugged. Kat just responded by embracing him into a hug, which made him smile. Then, Patrick came out and saw this, and just raised an eyebrow.

"Um...what's going on?" He asked.

"I Just saved your girl from being raped," Justin told him.

"It was that stalker guy," Kat told him.

"He came back?" Patrick asked.

"He won't come back any more after this," Justin said, right as Big Rob came by after just tossing out Heather.

"What's going on?" He asked.

"That guy tried to rape me," Kat said, pointing to the stalker.

"And i knocked him out so he couldn't," Justin said.

"Whoa, you knocked him out?" Big rob asked,"We don't tolerate that here, i'm afraid your going to have to leave."

"It was self defense!" Justin protested.

"Still," Big Rob said.



Justin rolled his eyes, then just left, as Big Rob grabbed the unconscious stalker and dragged him out. Then, Kristen and Phil both walked out of the bathroom, but with messy hair.
"PHIL!" Patrick said. "Just the guy i was looking for."

"What do you want," Phil asked, pretty blankly.

"Come on, i need to talk to you," Patrick said as he and Phil started walking away, leaving just Kat and Kristen. Kat just looked at Kristen.

"What?" Kristen asked her.

"Your shirt is on backwards," Kat said to her.

"So?" Kristen said.

"Your shirt wasn't backwards when we got here," Kat said to her.


Then, Patrick Sharp and his Girlfriend Sarah ran by, Sarah in Patricks arms, just kissing all over Patrick's face, and He just stopped really quick in front of Kat.


"LUCKY SHARPIE!" He smirked, running into the bathroom with her.





*Patrick's POV*

"Why are you making me walk with you?" Phil asked me.

"Because i really need to talk to you," I Said to him.

"About what?" He asked me.`
 
"Look, last time, i did it wrong because i didn't listen to you," I Said.

"Always listen to me," Phil smirked.

"Anyway, in the bahamas, i really messed it up with Kat's dad," I Said. "And i thought about actually going to London to ask her brother."

"You really did?" Phil asked, "You have too much free time, clearly."

"Could i get through one sentence without you making a smart-ass comment?" I Asked him.

"You just did," Phil said. I Rolled my eyes.

"Anyway," I Said. "I Wanna do this right this time, and you said you didn't have to be blood to be family, and that was the case with you and Kat."

"Stop wasting my time and get to the point, please," Phil said, quickly losing interest.

"You've basically been in her life since she was born, your like her older brother," I Said.

"Well duh," Phil said, starting to fiddle with his t-shirt.

"With that being said," I said, pulling out a ring from my pocket.

"WHOA," He said. "I've only known you for a couple months and-"

"Not you dumbass," I Said, rolling my eyes. "It's for Kat, i wanted to ask you for your permission to marry her, you know, since your like, close with her."

"Your that serious?" He asked me, just looking at the ring. I Just nodded. "Just wondering but uh, this isn't because Justin became a hero and saved Kat from being raped, is it?"

"Partial," I Shrugged. "But i've been planning to propose for the whole summer."

"Well i don't want you proposing to her if you don't mean it," He said to me.

"I Told you, i do mean it," I Said. He just sighed.

"Patrick, i'm gonna be honest, your a dumbass," He said to me. "But your good for her, really good for her, probably because your both dumbasses, but you've changed her, and your not a douche like her pasts."

"Alright so...?"

"Knock yourself out."

"Seriously!?"

"No dumbass. I Meant go ahead and marry her. You have my permission."

"Really?"

"Yes, now can i go back to my wife? We were in the middle of something."

"Sure, go ahead," I Smiled, as he ran away.



I Just couldn't stop smiling. Soon, Kat will officially be the future Mrs. Patrick Kane.





*Heathers POV*

I Had just gotten kicked out of the club for getting in some fight with this Taylor bitch, but whatever. Now i was just wandering around this resort or wherever, when i got into this casino. I Just looked around, then i couldn't believe who i saw at one of the casino tables- Kat's friend Adam.

"Oh god," I Rolled my eyes, trying to find a way out before he noticed me, but too late.

"Miss July," He said, turning around from the chair he was on.

"Um, Hi, Adam," I Said, slowly walking over to him. He just looked at me, and smirked slightly.

"Long time no see," He said.

"It's only been 3 weeks," I Said.

"Feels like 3 years," He said. "Over here," He said.

"Nah, i don't know how to play," I Said.

"I Can teach you," He said. I Just sighed. I Had nothing better to do anyway.

"Alright, sure," I Said, walking over to him, then i just sat on his lap kind of and watched him.

"I'm being rude," Adam said. "Can i offer you an alcoholic beverage?"

"Um, sure," I Said.


Then, he snapped his fingers, and a girl came over and handed him two beer bottles, and he handed one to me and we both just took a big drink out of our bottles and he did his thing.


I Watched him, and i didn't really get how to do it, but then i saw a man across the table hand him some money.

"How much did you win?" I Asked him.

"2,000 dollars," Adam told me. My eyes popped open.

"Um...could you uh, teach me how to play?" I Asked him. He just smiled.

"Sure, Heather," He said. He actually called me by my real name, he's never done that before, and quite frankly, i like it. I Just took another sip of my beer, then he taught me how to play.




*Kats POV*

Heather and Justin both got kicked out. John was drunk and shirtless and pole dancing. Nikie, Jenny and Cody are taking shots with a few other people. Jamila's with Corey over at the bar talking to Taylor, because apparently they went to school together or something. Kristen and Punk are grinding to DJ Pauly D and occasionally, Kristen's looking at me and saying "AND YOU SAID I WASN'T FUN". Blah blah blah. I Was just laying down on a couch, listening to what DJ Pauly D was spinning and drinking. Then, Patrick walked over, got on top of me and whispered into my ear.


"I Got a private suite upstairs just for us, king sized bed, wanna go put it to good use?" He whispered.


"Oh hell yeah," I Said, getting up as Patrick lead me out of the club and into an elevator in the resort.



He took me up to the top floor into a room that had a view of all of Las Vegas and he just tackled me onto the bed and we just kept making out, and he did start trying to get my shirt off, and i was about to let him, until he opened his mouth.

"It's nice to get alone time now, since we won't get any next week when we're in Buffalo with my family," He said in between kissing me, after that i stopped him.

"Wait, what?" I Asked.

"Don't you remember?" He said. "My day with the Stanley Cup is next friday and i'm going back to Buffalo for it, and you have the whole week off except for Tuesday and Sunday because of wrestling, and Tuesday's event is in Buffalo."

"So we're spending the whole week with your parent's and sisters," I Said.

"Yeah, i think we head to Buffalo Monday night, i spend Tuesday with my parents while your getting ready for your tapings and then i take them to the tapings," He said.

"You wanna introduce your parents to Kasey Angel before Kat?" I Asked him. "You do know i've turned heel, right?"

"I'll make sure they know it's scripted and your not really a bitch," He said. "They can't wait to meet you, since your the first girl i've ever brought back home."



I Was about to say something else, but i felt a sharp pain in my stomach, and before i knew it, i got away from Patrick and leaned over at the side of the bed, grabbed the waste basket and threw up. Patrick just got over me and just held my hair.

"Waste Basket, Meet Kat's Dinner. Kat's Dinner, Meet Waste Basket," He said as i was throwing up.











*The Next Day, Heathers POV* 

I Woke up with SUCH  a headache, but whatever. I Had no memory of last night at all, and i had no idea where i was. I yawned, then turned around in my bed, and i saw a guy next to me. I sat up a little to take a look at his face, and it was Adam. I Just rolled my eyes.

"Maybe now he'll stop hassling me to fuck him," I Said to myself, since Adam was still asleep.


Shortly after i said that, i layed back down, and Adam woke up and turned around and saw me, then smiled, but then he stopped, went bug eyed, then screamed.

"AHHH!" He screamed, jumping out of bed.

"What the-" I Said, jumping out bed, then i realized something was on my head.



I Pulled whatever was on it off, and i realized it was a veil. Whatever, i just tossed it to the corner where it landed right next to a bouquet of flowers. Again, whatever, Then, i noticed i was wearing a dress.


A White Dress.


That got me a little un-easy. But then, i noticed something- Adam was wearing a ring on his left hand ring finger. My heart felt like it stopped. I Gulped, then raised my left hand slightly.






I Had the same ring he had on his left hand ring finger.






I Paused, then slowly looked up at him from across the room. We were both bug-eyed, and breath less.




"What the HELL Did we do last night!?!"




Thursday, August 4, 2011

Year Two Week Twenty Five // Dirty Little Secret

*Sarahs POV*

"Sarah, It's Me, you've been gone for a while now and i'm seriously getting worried. Please call me."

"Sarah, PLEASE call me back and tell me where you are, PLEASE."


"Sarah, just come home, Sharpie told me to call you because it might work, and i need you back here. I'm hungry and Sharpie can't cook. Come back home already, He's really fucking sorry, and i have bruises all over my damn back to prove how Sorry he is."




Those were three of the voicemails i got in the past couple hours since i left the house with Shooter from Patrick and Adam. I Feel bad for making them worry---Well, Patrick worried---, but what the hell does he want me to do? Come back and act like nothing happened? Put that ring back on my finger and just wait for something to happen like this again? Seriously, what does he want me to do? I Just did what was best for me, and that was just to get the hell out. I Took Shooter with me too. I Really don't know why, but i just felt like i needed Someone...or something, to come with me, so i just grabbed him and left. I Just kept driving for like, hours, until i actually saw this little park i used to go to when i first moved into Chicago, it's actually where i met Kat when we were teenagers. I Haven't been here for like, forever, so i decided to just park and get out. It was a nice little park, so it's not like i'd need Shooter on a leash. I Just let him roam around, as long as i could see him, i'm good. I Kinda just sat down at a bench, and just read all the voicemails on my phone, i had a LOT of them, then i heard someone behind me creeping up.

"You ever gonna go home?" I Heard Jonathan say behind me. I Just turned around.

"Aren't you supposed to be in like, Winnipeg or something?" I asked.

"I Just got a girlfriend down here in Chicago, she actually lives close by, so i've been here more often then Canada, and well, i was on my way to go see her when i get a call from Sharpie freaking out because his girlfriend left him, then i remembered that a couple nights ago, i was with Kat and Kaner and Kat got drunk and actually told me the story of how you two met, here at this park, so i decided since i was in the area, why not come check the place out," He said.

"Whatever," I Said. "Just don't tell Sharpie i'm here."

"Why not?" Jonathan asked.

"Because, i'm just...i'm not ready to see him yet," I Shrugged. "I know he overall didn't mean a thing, but it still just hurt."

"I Know, but your gonna have to face him eventually," Jonathan said.

"I Know, but just, not now, i still need some time." I Said.

"I Understand," Jonathan said. "Don't worry, it'll all be fine soon, don't worry."

"Thanks," I Said.

"No problem, now if you'd excuse me, i gotta go see Chelsea," He said, referring to his girlfriend.

"Alright, bye," I Said, heading back down to listen to voicemails.



I got bored, so i ended up texting Kris since i haven't seen him since the T.O trip in March, and because he never fails to make me laugh. We went back and forth and actually wrote a rap together, it was amazing and REALLY made me feel better after what happened. After a couple hours he had to go because his brother Mitch was bugging him, so i let him go, and i became bored again. Then, i just played with Shooter for a while until he got tired out and just layed down in the grass, and i got bored again, but then decided to just go over my the swings and swing. This swingset was actually where i met Kat. I Wanted to swing, she was on it and wouldn't get off, so i pushed her off and actually broke her wrist, but despite that we actually became friends. I Just started swinging, i haven't done this for so long, and i feel like such a little kid, it feels GREAT. I Kept getting higher and higher and the wind was blowing up against me, i loved it. But then i just stopped. I Didn't know why, but then i smelled something- cologne, and i knew that cologne from anywhere. I Sighed, then slowly turned my head around.

"Um...we really need to talk," Sharpie said.

"Last time we talked you completely lost it," I Said, shrugging.

"I Know, and i'm really sorry," He said.

"Do you know how many times people have told me they were sorry just to forget it and screw me over?" I Asked. "Sorry's just a word, and after what just happened, it's just Bull."

"Just, please, let me explain," Sharpie pleaded. Part of me just wanted to tell him off, but i really don't know how i would do it.

"You got five minutes, don't waste it," I Said.



Then, he grabbed my hand and led me to the bench.

"Alright, i was scared," Sharpie said. "Yeah i'm almost 30, but still. I'm just so busy with hockey already, the thought of having a kid around and leaving you all alone with a kid, it just scared the living shit out of me. I'm not ready to be a dad yet, and your not ready to be a mom. Look, this had nothing to do with you, because i was the one who forgot to wrap up. I Was just scared and didn't know what to do, so i just lost it."

"Look, condoms aren't 100% even if you're wearing it, birth control isn't 100% either, and the only type of safe sex we can have is no sex, so as long as we're engaged...maybe, this could happen again, is this how your always gonna act if i just have false alarms? What if i ever do get pregnant?" I Asked, he just sighed.

"I Listened, but uh, after you said something about maybe not being engaged anymore, my mind just tuned out slightly," He said. "But look, if you still want to be engaged and move back in and spend the rest of your life with me, i know someday i'm gonna stop playing hockey and i'll be ready to settle down, don't get me wrong, i want kids, i really do, but i love you now, and it would kill me if i knew i was on the road playing hockey and you were at home going through it on your own, i don't wanna put you through that yet."


I didn't know what to say, i just kind of crossed my arms and looked down and stayed silent.

"Look, no denying i was an ass, and i know i was, but i love you, Sarah, and i'm not leaving here unless your leaving with me," He said to me. "Babe, i'm so sorry, i really am, just please, don't leave me, please..."


I Couldn't stand to look into his eyes, so i just titled my head over to the grass and stayed silent.

"Please say something?" He asked, softly touching my chin and tugging it a little so i was looking him in the eye.

"I Don't know what to say..."I Whispered softly.

"Say that you love me," Patrick said. "Please, just say it." I kind of choked up, then cleared my throat a little.

"i love you," I whispered as soft as could be.

"What's that?" Patrick asked.

"I love you," I Whispered a little louder.

"Huh?" He asked.

"I LOVE YOU!" I Shouted from the top of my lungs.



Patrick just smiled, then pulled me closer to him by the waist, then we both leaned in, and we kissed, super passionately, but we stopped after we heard some type of blubbering noise coming over by a tree, and we saw Adam standing somewhat behind it, with Shooter in his hands, fake crying.

"That was just SO Beautiful," He said, still fake crying.

"Oh get bent," Sharpie yelled over to him.

"Okay, you know what," Adam said, starting to fake cry really hard now, "YOU PEOPLE HAVE NO RESPECT FOR MY FEELINGS! HOW DARE YOU!"

"Damnit just get in the car," I Yelled over at him. "NOW."

"Fine, whatever," Adam said. "No need to nag," He said, walking over to the car with Shooter. Then, Patrick looked me in the eye.

"Besides, we don't have time for kids," He said. "We already got our hands full with Adam," He laughed.


I Just laughed too, then, he pulled the ring out of his pocket by my request, and put it back on my finger. We just smiled, then i got back onto his back and headed back to the car and went back home.




*Tuesday, Richmond Virginia, Smackdown Hotel, before the tapings, Kats POV*

"YOU SERIOUS?!" I Yelled.

"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!" Michelle screamed at me.

"I DON'T BOOK THE ROOMS! IT'S NOT MY FAULT THIS ROOM DOESN'T HAVE THE RIGHT EXTENSION CORD FOR YOUR HAIR-DRYER!" I Yelled.



Okay, yes, me and Michelle are actually fighting with each other about extension cords in our hotel room. We've been fighting about random shit like this ALL Week. I Think she's PMSing or something, i really don't know. Ever since she questioned how good i was and why i was champion, it's been like this, and My Birthday is four days from now, i'm not in the mood to fucking fight like this.

"I Didn't agree to be your roommate to deal with this shit," I Said, starting to walk out.

"Then go find a new fucking roommate then!" Michelle yelled.

"MAYBE I WILL," I Shouted as i walked out the room, slamming the door shut behind me. "Fucking bitch..." I Mumbled.


I Just started walking up and down the hallways of the hotel, randomly pounding on stuff. Ever since i was younger, whenever i got mad i just take it out physically on anything or anyone around me, so now i'm just punching walls and knocking stuff over, until i got to Kristen's room and knocked on the door. She just opened it.

"You done knocking stuff over?" She asked. "I Heard you all the way down the hall."

"Starbucks?" I Asked.

"I'm not paying for it," She immediately said.

"Relax i got cash," I Said. "There's one right across the street."

"Alright," She said, stepping out of the door.



The starbucks was right across the street, so we could of just walked, but we then decided to head to the arena afterwards, which was like, an hour away walking distance, so we just headed into my car to get to the Starbucks. I Got what i usually got, a Caramel Frap and Kristen just got a Vanilla Frap, then we just sat down.

"So, since when do you drink Starbucks?" She asked.

"Since like, forever," I replied, taking a sip of my frap.

"Mhm...." She said, before taking a sip of hers. "Anyway, what were you and Barbie fighting about this time?"

"She was mad because they didn't have the right extension cord or whatever for her hair dryer," I Rolled my eyes. "What a bitch."

"Didn't you lose it back in '07 because your hair dryer stopped working after Punk and I took you and your older brother to Colorado to cheer you up since your dad walked out on you and left you with no money and all his unpaid bills to pay?" Kristen raised an eyebrow.

"I Was 17, i'm almost 22 now, i'm more mature," I Said.

"HA!" She laughed out loud. "Oh Kat...nice one."

"Shut up," I rolled my eyes.

"Honestly though," She said. "I Have no idea why your letting her just walk all over you."

"I'm not letting her walk all over me," I Said.

"Oh yes you are," Kristen smirked before taking another sip of her frap.

"How am i letting her walk all over me?" I Asked, taking a sip of my frap.

"She started out being all nice, then she purposely injured you-"

"Whoa your still on that?" I asked. "Look, accidents happen, that was an accident."

"Mhm, sure it was," Kristen said. "Your just being too soft around her."

"No i'm not," I Said. "I Just respe-"

"HOLY SHIT!" Kristen shouted out of nowhere.

"Yeah, that's appropriate to shout at starbucks," I Rolled my eyes.

"No seriously, our call time to the arena is in 10 minutes and the arena's 20 minutes away!" She said.

"FUCKING SHIT," I Yelled.

"And you say i'm not using appropriate language," Kristen shook her head.

"How the hell are we gonna make it on time?" I Asked.

"I'll drive, trust me, we'll be on time," She said.

"Oh dear lord," I Began. "Hold on, let me pray before i get in the car with you."

"NO," She shouted. "Just hurry your ass up," She shouted, running outside. I Rolled my eyes and followed her out to her car. Oh lord, have mercy on my soul, please.




***

Michelle and I had a rematch from last weeks smackdown against Alicia Fox and Tamina coming up soon, i was just stretching, When Michelle popped up into the hallway i was stretching in.
"Okay look, i'm sorry about fighting with you for like, the past week," Michelle said. "My husband Mark's just going through a tough time and i'm just pissed off i can't be back at home with him."

"Oh, i get you," I Said, stopping my stretching to stand up. "My boyfriends on the road like me most of the year, so i hate not being able to see him much. It's okay, really."

"Great," She smiled, flipping her hair. "Come on, the camera crew and those people holding the lights to make us look good are down the hall to film us walking to the ring."


I Started making my way to the ring with Michelle by my side, and Kristen and Punk were right across the hall, watching-well, Kristen was.

"Oh My Gosh," Kristen said. "Kat is such a wuss."
"Your just figuring that out?" Punk asked, doing push ups.

"She's just so stupid!" Kristen yelled. "Michelle's just clearly fucking using her!"

"Maybe Kat deserves to be used," Punk said.

"No, but she's so fucking stupid," Kristen said. "I Swear to god, someday Michelle's really gonna screw her over, and i will shout from the top of my lungs I TOLD YOU SO."

"That's really nice,babe," Punk said, getting up from his push-ups. "Hand me a pepsi from the cooler. Kristen just crossed her arms and looked at him, then rolled her eyes.




Michelle and I walked down to the ring to my music, getting a mixed reaction, but like i said last week, after tonight, there will be NO mixed reaction at all. Then Alicia and Tamina. Are match was different, but same outcome. Hit my finisher, Michelle tagged in and stole the spotlight, but she screwed up and cost us the match. After it was over, we both stayed behind in the ring. Michelle was just silent, but you could take one look at me, and you could tell i was pissed off. Then, it happened: I started Assaulting Michelle.

I Started punching and kicking her in the face, then i threw her out of the ring onto the mat around the ring, then i smashed her head onto the announce table, then tossed her up against the steel steps, then put her in a sleeper hold until literally her whole face was bright purple. I Didn't want all the refs to come out from the locker room to get me off of her, so i let go, but i hit her head against the steel steps again, then i stood up, and the crowd was literally booing me as hard as they could. I Just breathed heavy, and still looked pissed off. I Wasn't sure i could do this, but, even though Michelle apologized, she still put me through hell this past week with all the fights, so i didn't feel TOO Bad for this, and as for my official heel turn, you know, being booed isn't so bad, and quite frankly, i actually think i'm gonna enjoy being heel. This isn't too bad like i thought.
*Wednesday...well, Thursday, 2:45am*


What a fucking day. Jamila was in Chicago and came over to my place. I Haven't really seen her, Heather, Jenny or Nikie much anymore since i got drafted to Smackdown in June. She was here like, the whole day. Morning was nice, but then in the Afternoon, Patrick got home, and oh my. They would NOT Shut up. I Actually had to sneak out into the fucking garage and grab a beer around like, 10pm. It got that bad. Then Patrick came to get me, and when we got back into the house, Jamila was just gone. Whatever. Patrick took his Pain medication for his broken wrist, then we went upstairs to bed. I Turned on the tv and the last 2 hours of Titanic was on, so me and Patrick watched that until it ended a little after Midnight.Then, we went to sleep, but i had trouble, so for the past two hours, i've just been laying in bed, trying to fall asleep, but i couldn't.

"Baby," I whispered in Patrick's ear. "I can't fall to sleep."

"I'm too tired to help make you tired," Patrick groaned.

"Really," I rolled my eyes. Then i got out of bed and went downstairs.


I always had trouble getting to sleep when i was younger, I'm kind of like a vampire, up all night, sleep all day. It's how i've always been. Even though i have all week off---Except my birthday of course this Saturday, but i'll be in Vegas for the Supershow Houseshow, i'm cool--- i wanna actually have a normal sleeping schedule.  I Went down stairs and went into the fridge and grabbed a water bottle and just plopped up on the counter and started drinking, but then i stopped.

I Started hearing some funny noises coming from the living room, so i slowly walked over there, and realized it was the door knob. Then it clicked : Someone was trying to break into my house. I Dropped my water and ran upstairs into my room and grabbed Patrick.

"PATRICK WAKE UP!" I Yelled, shaking him.
"Look babe, i already told you, i'm too tired to help make you tired," He groaned.

"Not that dumbass," I Said, hitting him in his left arm. "Someone's trying to break in downstairs!" I Said. He quickly snapped out of it.

"I'll take care of this," he said, grabbing a hockey stick and walking out of the room. I Just jogged up behind him.

"A Hockey stick, really?" I Whispered to him and we were tip-toeing down the stairs in the dark.

"If it breaks while i'm beating this pervert up, i have a hard-ass cast on my left wrist, i'll just use it to knock that bitch out," Pat replied. I Rolled my eyes. 


Then we got downstairs, and we tip toed over to the living room. The door was still shaking.

"Just stay behind me," He said. "Have your phone nearby, just in case." I Just nodded.
Then, the door opened, and someone creeped into the house.

"AAAAAH!" Patrick screamed at the top of his lungs as he sprinted toward the man and then tackled him to the ground, beating him with his hockey stick.
"STOP IT! OUCH! PLEASE!" The guy pleaded, but that voice sounded familiar....REALLY familiar. "PLEASE, PLEASE STOP."

"PATRICK STOP!" I Yelled at him as i turned the light on, and then we realized who broke in.

"COREY!?" Patrick screamed, looking down at Craw, who was gasping for air and holding his stomach, where Patrick was hitting him with the hockey stick.

"Corey why are you-"

"What the HELL Is going on?" Another voice said behind me.



I Turned around and just started screaming after i heard that voice, then that person started screaming, then Patrick and Corey started screaming, and then, everyone in my house was screaming. Then, i stopped, got it together, then realized who that was.

"Jamila!?" I Shouted. "Why are you-...you aren't-....just-....WHY ARE YOU-..." I Kept stuttering.
"Big words, huh Kat?" Jamila mocked me.

"Okay," Patrick said. "It is nearly 3am in the morning. People in chicago should be asleep at nearly 3am in the morning. WHY THE HELL ARE YOU TWO BREAKING INTO MY HOUSE INSTEAD!?"

"Because, i needed to tell you guys something," Jamila said, walking toward Corey.

"What could possibly be so important," I Said, as Patrick walked back over to me and put his arms around me and rested his head on top of mine.

"Look...i met to tell you guys sooner, but it never was the right moment-"

"And 3am in the morning is the right moment?" Patrick snapped at her.

"Shut up white boy," Jamila said. "ANYWAY, look, for the past two months, i've been hiding something, and wel-"

"Oh for the love of god this is taking too long," Corey sighed. "Look me and Jamila are dating and have been dating since like, May and we've been living together in my condo here in chicago since June. There."


Me and Patrick just didn't say anything. He just looked down at me and gave me this look, and i sighed, then buried my head into my hands, and when i was done, i saw Jamila across the room, looking really un-easy because of what i just did.

"You two felt the need to break into my house at 3am in the morning to fucking tell me you were dating?" I Asked.
"Wait...your not mad?" Jamila asked, slightly shocked.

"Oh i'm mad," I Said. "YOU BROKE INTO MY HOUSE, your lucky your both still breathing."

"Barely," Corey said, covering one arm around his stomach as the other was around Jamila.

"Why?" Patrick asked. "Why now?"

"Alright, see," Jamila said. "I Came over to your place to talk to Kat because Jonathan was with Corey all day and i couldn't be there, and i WAS gonna tell Kat earlier today, but then you came home and annoyed me, so i didn't. Then i went out to the backyard around 10 asking Corey to come pick me up, and he said i couldn't leave until i told you. So i was gonna tell you, but i saw you already went to bed. So i figured i would sneak into one of your guest rooms and stay here over night and tell you first thing in the morning. But uh...yeah."

"She didn't call after an hour, i got worried," Corey said. "Then after about two, i started worrying, and i remembered Jamila told me you kept a spare key under the rug outside the door and-"

"How the hell did you know where we put the spare key?" I Asked Jamila.

"You say weird things when you get drunk," Jamila said to me. I Rolled my eyes.

"Anyway," Corey said. "I Figured i'd come over and see if Jamila was okay since she never came home, and uh, then you were nice enough to attack me with a hockey stick, and now we're here."

"Alright, a couple questions," Patrick asked. "First, why are we just now learning about this?"

"Didn't want you to think i was a puckbunny," Jamila shrugged.

"Why the hell would i think you were a puckbunny?" I Asked.

"Because your you, that's why," She said.

"Well i don't, Assclown," I Said.

"Anyway, if you would be so kind, as to GET OUT OF MY HOUSE," Patrick yelled.

"Alright, sure," Corey laughed.

"I'm tired and miss my own bed anyway," Jamila said.

"Bye bitches," I Waved as they walked.

"OUCH!" Corey screamed, falling to the ground, and Jamila quickly got onto the ground as well to check on him.

"WHAT THE HELL!?" I Yelled.



Then,i saw Punk standing there, in a robe with a baseball bat in hand.

"Krissie heard screams coming from here, and told me to come check, and uh, you know,good thing i did," Punk said. He didn't know Corey yet, so he thought Corey was actually really a thief or something. Me and Patrick just stood there in disbelief from what's happened.

"Fuck this shit," Patrick said. "I'm going back to bed."

"Me too," I Said, following him upstairs, but i stopped mid way, and turned around and looked at the three.

"GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY HOUSE YOU ASSCLOWNS!!!"