| Apple In My Eye |
[Dec. 11th, 2007|11:52 am] |
Title: Apple In My Eye
Fandom: Wrestling; WWE
Rating: PG
Warnings/Spoilers: None
Pairings: None.
Word Count: 445
Disclaimer: The in ring event that happened is property of WWE. Torrie Wilson is property of herself.
Author's Note: ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif) 100_women prompt - 077 - Apple.
I spit in the face of people who are not cool
Carlito's theme played as she made her way to the back, rubbing her eye. As part of the breakup angle in their storyline, he was supposed to spit apple at her. And did he ever. A sharp piece of the apple went right into her eye. She kept rubbing, along with opening and closing, her left eye all the way to the ladies locker room.
Ric Flair stopped her in one of the hallways of the arena. "Are you okay Torrie? Carlito did not protect your face at all when he spat that apple at you. I couldn't be out there due to the storyline..."
She put a gentle hand on the legend's right shoulder. "Ric, I'm okay. Honest. It was more shocking than hurt. And now it's just this annoying feeling."
She had known Ric for many years, every since the late nineties, when she began working along side Ric's son, David, in World Championship Wrestling.
They saw Carlito approach them, a guilty look on his face.
"Torrie, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to get the apple pieces in your eyes. Honest."
She gave the second generation wrestler a soft smile. "It's okay Carlito."
She wanted nothing more than to go to the ladies locker room and wash out her left eye. But with Ric worrying over her and Carlito apologizing over and over to her, she felt it would be rude to get away. Finally the two men began to mildly argue over what happened, and she took her chance and snuck away.
Torrie could hear Ric yelling at Carilto about the apple, calling Carlito lazy and irresponsible. She shook her head as she pushed the door open to the ladies locker room. Her friend, Candice Michelle, was already waiting for her with a warm, wet washcloth.
"Here sweetie, put this on your eye." Candice told her as she handed her the washcloth.
Torrie mumbled thank you as she sank down in chair and put the warm cloth to her now more irritated left eye.
"Oh my god, Torrie! I saw what happened! I mean, Carlito's spat apple on me before during backstage interviewing, bu t never in the direction of my face. Are you okay!?" A concerned Maria Kanellis came running up to her.
She smiled and nodded at Maria to let her know that she was okay. Getting apple pieces in your eye was not a serious injury. She leaned back in her chair and let out a sigh, Torrie knew it would be a long, long time. before she wanted to see the site of an apple ever again |
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