|You're Not Enough For Me
Author: AJ Glee PM
Layla tries sort out her love pentagon with Michelle McCool, Eve Torres, her ex-girlfriend and Kaval.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Hurt/Comfort - Layla & Michelle McCool - Chapters: 15 - Words: 12,353 - Reviews: 30 - Favs: 5 - Follows: 7 - Updated: 10-05-12 - Published: 04-27-12 - id: 8065645
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Sunday, November 22, 2009
Layla was excited….not that kind of excited, perv! Tonight was a big night…Survivor Series! One of the top 4 PPVs of the year…and Layla had a match in it. The night would be even better if the match wasn't a 5-on-5 Divas elimination match. Yes, yes, tag team matches are the highlights of Survivor Series, but everyone knows that Divas tag-team matches at the WWE are like lumberjill matches: just an excuse to give other Divas some airtime.
And tonight would've been even better had Eve not given Layla the cold shoulder on the way to the lockerroom. Ever waved hello at someone and they just walked past you, as if you weren't even standing there? Exactly what Eve did to Layla! Layla knew neither how to react now what she did to deserve such a greeting.
Is it because I've been hanging about with Chelle? Layla asked herself. Eve should know how politics are played around here! I'm only acting as her BFF so I can get more airtime…It's just for airtime…right?
Layla will be competing tonight with Jillian Hall, Beth Phoenix, Alicia Fox and Michelle, the team leader against Mickie James (the opposing team leader,) Melina, Gail Kim, Kelly Kelly…and Eve. Maybe the tension wouldn't be so thick tonight if Eve was booked to be on Team Michelle.
While Layla was getting ready for her match in the Divas' lockerroom, Batista was sulking over his in the catering area for 3 reasons:
1) He was booked to lose in a tag-team championship match tonight with John Cena against the tag-team champions The Legacy, also known as Ted DiBiase and Cody Rhodes. Personally, Batista didn't feel that the two deserved to fight against the likes of him and Cena. Just because a Superstar's daddy used to wrestle didn't mean that he deserved a spot anywhere on the card, let alone a championship title. Last time he checked, nepotism was looked down upon; yet, in the world of wrestling, that was celebrated.
2) He was booked to lose in his hometown. This was the ultimate disrespect. In his eyes, this was almost as bad as the Montreal Screwjob.
3) Cody got his hands on Layla. So far, Batista's tapped every Diva's ass except hers. At first, the playing-hard-to-get act was cute; but now, it's just irritating and frustrating. He should've been gotten those drawers by now! What's Cody that got that he don't got? Come on, it's plain common sense. Who would you pick? Cody…or Batista?
Cody picked a fine time to get on Batista's bad side; after entering the catering area to grab a cup of water, he tripped and spilled the liquid on Batista' ring boots.
"Sorry, man," Cody grabbed a napkin and handed it to Batista. "Here you go."
"I'll forgive you," Batista said with a cocky grin. "After you wipe it off."
At first, he was pissed, but Cody just gave Batista a reason to lash out at him.
"You heard me. Get on your knees and wipe it off."
"What's your problem, man?"
"My problem, man," Batista mocked Cody. "…is you."
"Look, I don't know what I did—"
"Oh, I'll tell you what you did," Batista got up in Cody's face, attracting attention from the other Superstars and Divas. "You walk around here with your tag-team title, with your last name, as if it's supposed to mean something around here and with a notch on your belt after fucking my woman!"
"Wait a minute, what? Your woman?"
"Yeah, MY woman!"
"I have NO idea who you're talking about!"
"So you're gonna stand here and deny that Layla left your hotel room 4 months ago?"
Murmurs were heard throughout the catering area. One particular Diva wasn't even paying attention until she heard that L word slip from Batista's mouth.
Layla…and Cody? She thought. We'll see about that!
"Lay, do you think my boobs look too big in this top?" Michelle asked Layla.
"Not at all!" Layla responded.
In fact, they look just right. Layla thought. Round…Perky…
Layla turned to exit the lockerroom until she was greeted by a pissed off Eve.
"Hey, Eve! You OK?"
Instead of a hug, like she normally did, Eve greeted Layla with a hard slap in the face.