Chapter 4
Chloe beamed as she received yet another hug from Matt. He was so happy that
she had completed her training and Vince let her go on Smackdown for her
first showing. It went perfectly! Matt literally jumped up and down with
happiness as she saved Test and Booker from the hands of Stone Cold and the
Rock. When she pushes Jeff off the turnbuckle on Raw, Amy was going to beat
her up, giving Chloe her first angle and Matt couldn't be happier.
"You did so good!" Matt said giving her another hug.
"Stop hugging me Matt, I don't want Amy to seriously bash me up!"
Chloe said
smiling.
"Right." He said taking a step back from Chloe. "You don't know
how happy I
am though."
"One can only guess." She said laughing. "Now come on, I owe all
my trainers
the first round of drinks." She said sitting down on the barstool in
between
Matt and Desiree.
"Hey, going to buy me a drink too?" Jeff asked standing behind Chloe.
Chloe turned around and squinted at him with rage. "Going to leave me alone
once and for all? You know, maybe stop annoying me."
"I do say you are loosing your touch Chlo." Leah said as she admired
Jeff.
"Hey babe. I didn't see you there." Jeff said walking over and giving
Leah a
quick kiss.
"Get a room!" Chloe said angrily.
"I have one. Are you that broke you can't even get a room? God Chloe, being
a McMahon, I thought you would be in the luxury rooms." Jeff said smartly.
"And you'd think that you not having any male organs would stop people
calling you a boy or even a man. But it looks like I was wrong. Actually
Jeff, your testicles aren't the only thing missing are they? You have no
brain. I thought it was impossible but you are just that freaky that you
lost yours."
Jeff fake laughed. "You really are loosing your touch."
"Only because you are a fuck head and there are so many things wrong with
you that it is hard to choose which thing I should pick on you about."
"But they seem to only involve my package or brains."
"No, the lack of them!"
Jeff fake laughed again. "Want to dace Leah?"
"Oh course!" Leah said getting up and following Jeff to the dance
floor.
Chloe rubbed her eyes, pretending they stung but if actual fact she had
tears forming and she dreaded them falling down her cheeks. One did fall
down her cheek but Matt's hand smudged it away before anyone could see.
"He does that doesn't he? Don't worry, after fighting with him when I was
younger, I use to cry. But don't tell him that." Matt whispered smiling.
"I don't know what you are talking about Matt. I'm not crying and even if I
was, it isn't because of that jerk off over there." Chloe said pointing to
the dance floor but not looking.
Matt looked back at Chloe and shook his head. "You know, even though you
are
a McMahon, I never thought of you as the jealous type."
"That's because I'm not." Chloe said through clenched teeth.
"What do I need
to be jealous of? I have the dream I have ever wanted friends and family and
the occasional arsehole surround me. But my life is great. I look at guys
and like what I see. So what if I can't have them, I can look right? So I
have it all. I have all I ever wanted."
Matt pulled Chloe into a hug as she cried into his chest. "You should be
crying Chlo, you are now an official WWF wrestler. You begged Vince for this
for so long. You should be going around making out with every guy in the
room apart from the taken ones of course, but you should be going back to
your hotel room with a guy tonight. And wake up tomorrow morning with a hang
over and a really ugly guy with his hand on your crutch as he sleeps."
"It sounds like you have been in that situation a few times."
"Me, no, not me. My brother on the other hand." Matt said laughing.
"Nah
sorry, I made that all up. But you should be getting smashed tonight and
having the best night of your life. Not crying over a guy because he was
picking on you back." Matt said pulling back and looking down at the girl
he
considered his daughter that was too old to be his. He ran his hand over her
silky brown hair that she took extra care of for tonight.
"She okay?" Amy asked standing before Matt, looking extremely angry.
"Jeff hurt her feelings." Matt said smiling at Amy. "She is
crying."
"I'm not crying and Jeff didn't hurt my feelings. How would you know Matt?
I
didn't tell you anything." Chloe said pulling back from Matt. "As if
Jeff
could hurt me. I am a McMahon and he is a guy that dies his hair like the
rainbows. You know what people say about guys liking rainbows."
Amy snorted then covered her mouth and nose. "People say you are loosing
your touch, but I don't think you are!" Amy said high fifing Chloe.
"Thank you!" Chloe said happily. "You two go and dance. Don't
feel bad.
Everyone else has gone and Desiree said she will be right back so.." Chloe
said pushing the two towards the dance floor.
"You sure?" Matt asked.
"I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it." Chloe said smiling. She
watched the
two walk away, hand in hand and she smiled knowing how much they meant to
each other and how much they loved each other. But her gaze gradually moved
from Amy and Matt too Jeff and Leah. They had to be dirty dancing, both with
large smiles on their faces, didn't they? She beamed seeing Leah happy then
she became furious seeing Jeff cheerful. She didn't know why. It wasn't like
he was her worst enemy; it was just that she couldn't stand the sight of
him.
If she really couldn't stand the sight of him, why was she staring at him?
Doesn't that just defeat the purpose of hating to look at him? Chloe shook
her head to get rid of the thoughts but once again her eyes were drawn back
to him and the thoughts continued to penetrate her mind. Why does he die his
hair that way anyway? Does he think he looks good? Original? Does he like to
be a trendsetter? If he did he should surely get better taste in clothes.
Although, the black top he had on did impress Chloe. She always went for
people in dark clothing and black is as dark as it comes.
She shuttered seeing them kiss at the end of the dance. Didn't they do that
enough to satisfy all humans needs? Chloe turned back to her drink and
noticed someone ad dripped a white tablet into it. She knew she should of
left it there like that, so open to the world. She sighed and asked for
another. Once she took a sip, Jeff joined her and said that she has a
drinking problem.
"Get something better to do with your time." Chloe said not wanting to
deal
with his words.
"What?" Jeff asked. "I'm not a gender challenged male with no
brain to know
what that means?"
"You should know you are by now."
"And by the way you just sculled that drink, you should know you're an
alcoholic." Jeff said smiling at her.
"Don't smile at me, I want to hurl and that is only going to make it worse.
And anyway, I sculled it because I need to use the ladies room and I knew
you would drop something in my drink like a fuck did before." She said
standing up. She headed off into the bathroom and cried and cried and cried
until Desiree walked in.
"I didn't know you were in here." She said smiling at Chloe then
realising
that she was crying. "Why are you crying?" She said standing in front
of
her.
"You don't need to know so don't worry."
"Aren't I one of our best friends?"
"You know you are."
"Then tell me!"
"I don't even know why I am crying. Probably because I just sculled
straight
vodka."
"That could do it." Desiree said laughing.
"Pick up?" Chloe asked.
"There is a really hot guy out there but he has a chick. You?"
"I'm in here and was crying. Explain enough?"
"The perfect amount." Desiree said laughing again. "Come on.
Let's go get
hammered."
