Wrestling With Love

Chapter Thirteen ;; Double or Nothing Part 1

*Sammy's point of view*

I arrived at Daily's Place and went to The Inner Circle's and my locker room. As I opened the door and entered the locker room I realized I was the first of my group to arrive. I walked over to the couch and set down the duffle bag I had been carrying around my shoulder. I unzipped it and pulled out my black, leather vest that had been specially made for tonight's match against The Pinnacle. I wouldn't just be wearing one though, all of us in The Inner Circle would be wearing one. They matched for the most part, but each of ours had our own special touches.

Without hesitation, I proceeded to put my vest on as I heard the door open. In walked Santana, Ortiz, and Bexley.

Santana and Ortiz greeted me as usual, but Bexley kept her distance the same way she had done on Wednesday at Dynamite. Even though she was ignoring me, I couldn't help but notice how beautiful she looked tonight. She had one side of her hair pushed back with a hair clip covered in silver rhinestones and she was wearing an Inner Circle shirt that had been cut into an off the shoulder, crop top. Her shorts were the typical short, black jean shorts she always wore, but this time she had a studded belt almost the same as the one I was wearing, but hers had a chain. Her shoes were all black converse.

Ortiz then looked over at Bexley, who was standing with her arms crossed, glaring up at me and then back over at me.

"Seriously, what's up with you two?" Ortiz questioned.

"What do you mean?" Bexley asked, obviously playing dumb.

"You know what I mean." Ortiz claimed.

"You're usually always the first to greet Sammy when we get here, but this is the second time now where you didn't. No hug, hello, nothing." Santana further explained where Ortiz's claims were coming from.

Bexley stayed quiet, trying to avoid the inevitable conversation that was about to take place.

"They're right, Bex, we really need to talk about it." I spoke up, taking a few steps towards her.

Santana and Ortiz looked at each other as I'm sure they were wondering what the hell "it" was. Bexley continued to stay quiet, just causing me to grow frustrated. I ran one of my hands through my hair, tugging at it a bit. Santana noticed me becoming frustrated and stated, "Okay, someone really needs to start explaining what is going on."

"We kissed." I finally admitted.

This finally provoked Bexley to speak, "Oh we just kissed? We're gonna leave out the part where you forgot to mention you had a girlfriend?

"Bro, you did what?" Santana and Ortiz said at the time as they both became surprised by the allegations being given by both Bexley and I.

"I know, I fucked up, I just really didn't mean for it to happen." I tried to explain.

"You didn't mean to kiss me?" Bexley questioned, uncrossing her arms and looking up at me.

"Not under those circumstances, I didn't."

"What the hell does that even mean?" She raised her voice.

Obviously realizing the situation was escalating, Santana and Ortiz stepped between us. "Okay, let's just take a step back," Santana suggested. The conversation wouldn't continue anyways as once again the locker room door was opened and this time walked in Jericho, Hager, and Anna.

*Bexley's point of view*

I ran to my dad and greeted him with a much needed hug. He hugged me back before pulling away from me to show off his special weapon he had gotten for tonight. It was a black, metal baseball bat with the words "Inner Circle" written at the top of it in red lettering.