I'll Make You Tap Out

AN- Sorry for the long wait! Writer's block came as soon as I put out the first chapter. It honestly will probably be a while before I post the next chapter, too. I planned on this chapter including smut but then I got carried away. Next chapter will include it for sure! Thank you for reading, and please leave a comment with any critiques!

You stared at the room key in your hand, absentmindedly twirling it as your mind raced. Should you go? Give in to a feeling that you don't even understand fully? Truthfully, you would love any reason to beat Kurt, even one as.... risqué as this. You let out a long sigh and Lita rolled her eyes.

"Girl, you've been sighing for the past 30 minutes. Make a decision already!"

Nearby, Chyna laughed while lacing up her boots. "No, deciding makes it real- and she's not ready for that."

Your friends shared a look as you finally raised your head. "Can't you guys just tell me what to do?" You asked, exasperated.

Chyna shook her head, "No can do. Time to put your big girl panties on and make your own decisions."

Lita slumped down next to you. "Actually, don't put on your big girl panties. Wear your tiniest."

They laughed as you groaned. You pulled yourself off the black leather couch and stood firmly in front of them, thoughts still in disarray.

"Guys, I'm serious." You pleaded, "I really don't know what to do."

Now it was Chyna's turn to sigh as she finished lacing up her boots and stood up to put her hands on your shoulders. "I've known you since you entered the WWF and I've known Kurt too. It was obvious that something was gonna happen sooner or later."

You looked at her incredulously. "Obvious?"

"That's an understatement." Lita scoffed. "You guys are like cats in heat; All that yowling and fighting. Everyone talks about it backstage."

You let out a soulless laugh and turned to busy yourself with stuffing your things into your duffle bag.

"I guess everyone knew I wanted to fuck Kurt except for me." You spat bitterly, shoving a stray sock haphazardly into the bag and slamming your locker shut.

The sound of Lita's head hitting the wall resounded in the small locker room. "Oh, come on! Don't get mad at us because you can't understand yourself!"

"And don't even think about getting snippy with me." Chyna shot back, clearly unamused by your tone. "If anything, this just proves how much you need to get railed."

You couldn't help but crack a smile at that. "Hey... I'm sorry guys." You turned to face them and they softened. "I'm just really stressed out right now. I didn't mean to snap at you."

"It's okay," Chyna replied, opening her arms for a hug which you gratefully accepted.

Lita got up and rubbed your back. "We're always in your corner. Literally and metaphorically."

"That was bad, Lita." You chuckled and pulled away from the pair.

"I know." She smiled. "Now go make him pay."