Chapter 24 : Hell In A Cell Pt 1
I yawn as my alarm sounds.
"Ugh, Wake up Dean..."I groan as I stand up from my bed and walk into the bathroom to brush my teeth and shower.
Part way through my shower their is a knock at my door.
I hear Dean climbing out of bed and opening the door,"Hey Vicky, Roman."He says leading them in.
"Where's Em?"Vicky asks.
"Here!"I say swinging open the door and wrapping my hair in a towel.
"Hey!"She says excitedly,"Can I borrow a dress?"
"Which one?"I say cautiously.
"Which are you wearing today?"She says raising an eyebrow.
I point to a short lacy black dress on the chair.
"That is gorgeous!"She says walking over to it and stroking it.
"I know!"I say drying my hair.
"Can I wear this one?"She says holding a similar slightly longer dark blue dress.
"Yeah, are you coming to the interviews before and the signings."I ask her.
"Yeah, some of them."She says.
"Cool."I say looking over at Dean who is chucking on a light grey t-shirt.
"Dean. Are you just wearing that?"I ask.
"I'm wearing a jacket over this."He says sitting down on the bed.
I take the towel off my head and proceed to blow dry it. Once it's dry I curl my hair and head back into the bathroom.
I put my make up on and put on some matte red lipstick.
"Vix!"I call to her.
"Yeah...!"She calls back.
"Could you bring in my dress and the heels on the floor?"I ask.
"Yah!"She shouts loudly.
I quickly slip it over my head and pull it downwards.
"Could you zip me?"I ask her turning around.
"Yeah."She says zipping me up,"Could you put on my lashes for me?"
"Sure."I say applying the glue to the lashes and placing then on with tweezers.
I put on my shoes and walk out of the bathroom.
"You look amazing Em!"Dean says opening his arms for a hug.
"Thanks."I say wrapping my arms around him,
"Oh Roman you look nice!"
"Thanks, You look pretty damn good yourself."Roman says as I hug him as well.
"Vicky are you almost ready?"I say walking over to the bathroom.
"Yeah, Do I look alright?"She says sliding on her shoes.
"You look amazing."I say walking in.
"Really?"She asks.
"Why would I lie?"I say looking at her.
"I don't know..."She says.
"Roman!"I call.
"Yeah?"He calls back to me.
"Could you come in here and tell her how good she looks?"I ask.
He walks into the bathroom,"Vicky, You look beautiful."He says smiling at her.
"Thanks..."She blushes.
"Just so you guys know. If we want breakfast we should leave now."Dean says.
"Okay..!"Vicky and I say simultaneously.
We all walk out of the room and enter the elevator with Naomi.
"You girls look so fancy!"She says.
"Thanks Trin!"I say, " Are we too overdressed?"
"Nah, Lots of people wear fancy things for interviews and fan signings."She reassures me as we walk out and over to the breakfast area.
"Ok."I say feeling a little worried.
"Are you nervous?"She asks.
"It's my first real signing, So a little..."I say holding Dean's hand.
"Don't worry about it, You will be awesome!"She continues as we take a seat with everyone.
We all get our food and sit back down at the table.
"So..."I say.
"So ,Our plan."Roman says.
"Oh yeah!"I sigh loudly,"I completely forgot we even had a match!"
"What's the plan?"Dean say chewing on a piece of toast.
"Who wants to go in first?"I say nervously.
"I can."Dean mumbles.
"Are you sure?"I ask him.
"Yeah, Of course."He says confidently."If I need to I can always tag Roman."
"What about me?"I say sipping my coffee.
"Well. I don't want you to get hurt."He says squeezing my hand.
"I won't. Just promise me you'll tag me in."I say, again sipping my coffee.
"Fine. But if you get hurt, I will kill them."He says with a very serious look on his face.
"Fine. You're so serious."I say pouting at him.
"What time are we going to get your mum?"Roman asks.
"Well her flight gets her at 10."I say spooning some cereal into my mouth.
"Alright."He says leaning back slightly in his chair.
"What time is it now?"I ask chewing.
"9:20."Dean says sliding his phone back in his pocket.
"Let's leave at 9:30, then we don't have to rush." I explain finishing my coffee.
"Yeah. Do you thing your mum will like me?"Dean asks.
"Yes."I say confidently.
"Are you sure?"He says taking another bite of his toast.
"Yes. She will love you."I say smiling at him.
"Dean, Stop worrying. You're stressing me out!"Vicky says pacing behind us.
"Can we just go?"I ask looking over at Dean.
"Yeah..."He sighs, standing up.
I stand up and walk over to Vicky."Are you coming? Or are you just gonna continue pacing?"I smile nervously at her.
"Yeah, Yeah I'm coming."She says walking over to the table and grabbing her coat.
I say some quick goodbyes and we get into the taxi.
"So, Is your mum coming to watch the interviews and all that?"Dean asks holding my hand.
"I think so.But I know she's watching the our matches and she told me she wants to come backstage and meet everyone."I say with a small yawn.
"Cool."He says grabbing a packet of gum from his pocket,"Does anyone want gum?"He asks looking from Roman to Vicky to me.
" Can I have one?"I ask.
"Yeah."He says awkwardly struggling to open the packet of gum.
"Should I open it?"I laugh.
He sighs,"Yeah."
I quickly open the packet and take a piece of gum.I pass it back to him before my phone starts to ring.
I pull it out of my purse and answer it.
"Hey Mum!"I say instantly smiling.
"Hey Emsey."She says.
"How was your flight?"I ask
"It was lovely, sweetheart."She says."Give me a second."
"Ok."I say hearing her going through the security.
She returns to the phone."Sorry about that."
"I forgot to ask, How are you?"I say as we near the airport.
"I'm great. Especially now that I get to see you and Vicky. Also that boyfriend of yours."She says and I can tell she's smiling.
"Well. We are a couple minutes away so, do you want us to come inside?"I ask.
"Yeah, that sounds good."She says.
"Alright."I say.
"Ok, I'll see you in a bit."She says.
"Kay.. Bye Mumsey."I smile.
"Bye, My gorgeous girl."She says as she hangs up.
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What did we learn this chapter? Firstly, My mother is the most precious, Supporting and wonderful person. So come at me.
And secondly who the hell would want a signing with me? Like I get that I am attractive and all that jazz but really like I've had like 2 matches. Like for real.
Thirdly, We also all learned practice does not help my writing. It's a sad sad world isn't it. Not even practice can make me better... Please do not shed your tears for me. I realise it is a sad time but please, I do not deserve them.
Thanks for sticking with me through my existence and my cringe fest of a life. Yep, thanks for reading, You little hooligans.
Emzo1864 xxx