Title: In Front of Your Eyes
Author: Lysi a.k.a. Heart2Handgun
Rating: T
Category: Romance, Drama
Pairings: None at the Moment
Summary: What if what you've always been looking for was right in front of you the entire time? Would you go to what you're used to or something new?
Disclaimer: I own Elannah and anyone you don't recognize
Author's Note: I really like this story idea and I hope you guys too XD
Chapter One
Chronicles of Life & Death
Elannah Agnello leaned back against the wall, taking a long drag of her Camel cigarette. She lets out a deep breath afterwards and looks out over the San Diego scenery. "Those things'll kill ya, y'know?"
Elly turns her head to the side to see her best friend, Randy Orton, standing in the doorway of her hotel room, leading out onto the balcony. "I'm still alive aren't I?" Randy shrugs and walks over towards the railing. He leans back against it and watches Elannah place the cigarette back to her lips and take another drag. She watches the smoke in the lights illuminating the night sky. "What was that shrug for?"
"Lannah, you know I love 'ya. " She raises her eyebrowd as she crosses her left leg over her right in front of her as her back is pressed against the cold brick. "Lately, you haven't been yourself. You aren't the same Elannah I've known for 15 years. The same girl I know and love; who really isn't a girl anymore."
"With the given circumstances," She licks her lips and leans her head back against the wall, letting her right hand, which is holding her cigarette, fall down by her leg, "I'm kinda surprised I haven't changed more than this." She takes one more drag before tossing the cigarette onto the large ashtray on the table to her right.
She purses her lips together as she looks away from Randy to the scenery once again. Randy watches a small smile tug at her lips. He turns to looks out at the scenery as well. "Beautiful isn't it?"
"Mhmm." She looks down at her attire, a white wife-beater and baggy black plaid pajama pants, as her messy bun bounces off of the top of her head each time she moves it. "We should probably get ready for tonight, huh?"
Randy checks out what he's wearing; a gray dress shirt and a pair of jeans. "I think I'm good, but you need to go get ready, Lan."
She shrugs and pushes off the wall. "Yeah, I do look like crap." Randy leans in her direction and takes her hand in his.
Elannah turns to face him as she raises an eyebrow. "You don't look like crap, Lannah." She shrugs and rolls her eyes at Randy for good measure. "I'm just not used to going out partying with you when you don't look flashy. You've been like that since high school, Ellah."
She shrugs and walks by Randy into her hotel room and straight over to her suitcase. Randy follows her inside and lays out on her bed, watching her sift though the bag. She pulls out a pair of dark denim jeans, a black and gray sequined belt with a black tank top with the word "Diva" in silver lettering. She slips her sweatpants off and stands in the middle of her hotel room in just her wife beater and a black thong.
"I'm still here, y'know?"
Elannah turns to him and shrugs. "It's not the first time you've seen me without pants on, Orton."
A smirk crosses Randy's lips as he lays back even more. "And hopefully this isn't the last time." Ellah shudders a little it as she slips on her jeans. She takes off her wife beater and slips on her top. "I'm only kidding, El."
"Ya better be. That's kinda creepy." She takes down her hair and shakes it out, letting the brown, blonde and red layers cascade over her shoulders. "Give me a few minutes to do my hair and make up and we can go." Ramdu mpds as Elly walks into the bathroom.
"It's about time." Elannah gives John Cena a fake smile as they walk up to him. She gives him a hug before walking outside into the crisp late April weather. "If you guys were on time, I wouldn't be missing the lovely ladies right now."
"Well Johnny, you might be missing them, but they aren't missing you." Randy sticks his hand out for Elly as she gives him a high five as the three continue down the street to the club.
John wraps his arm around her pulls her over towards him. He gives her a quick kiss on her temple before she laughs and pushes him away. "That's what you think, Lan." She sticks her tongue out at him as they reach the club they're meeting their friends at.
They show the bouncer their ID's quickly before walking in. Elannah spots Trish Stratus standing by the bar ordering drinks. El runs over towards her and gives her a huge hug. "Hey girlie."
"Lannah, you finally got here." Trish pushes away from the bar and gives Elannah a tight hug. "Where are the two stooges?"
"Randy's at the table." Elannah looks away from Trish for a second to find John. "And Johnny-boy is--" She stands on her tippy toes before letting out a sigh. "--running lame pick up lines to that poor blonde in the corner."
Trish looks over to where Elly's pointing. "That 'poor blonde' is falling for every single one of them and getting even more giddy by the second."
Trish puts her money down on the counter as Elly smirks and leans over towards the bartender. "Strawberry daquiri." She lays her money out as well as he nods and starts making her drink.
"So what was taking you and Orton so long to get here?"
"He was giving me the lecture on how cigarettes are gunna kill me, leading into the part where I'm partially dead because I'm not the same person I was a few months ago."
"Not to sound like I'm sidin' with him," the bartender places Elly's drink down as she slides the money over to him with a smile on her face. "but you've changed alot, El. I'm not saying for the worst though."
"I know I have, but as I told Randy, with what' s happened recently, everything has been downhill and very different in my life."
Trish nods as they start to walk away from the bar towards the corner table. When they get there, they see everyone sitting in the rounded booth, talking and drinking. Trish places the tray down on the table, and watches as everyone grabs their drinks. "Hun, I understand, don't worry. I get it, only 'cause Joey never deserved you."
"Thanks for saying that, Trisha, but he deserves better than me." Trish opens her mouth to say something as Elannah shakes her head. "No, he does. I'm on the road almost 320 days of the year, and whenever I was home, he never was able to."
Trish slowly nods as Elly shrugs. "Yeah, you have a point." She grabs Elly by the arm as they walk back over to the bar. "But if that's the truth, how did it work for a year before?" Ellah shrugs and takes a sip of her drink as they find two empty seats at the bar. "And that wasn't the healthiest relationship."
"Well, I know that, seeing as though you like to rub it in my face that my ex-boyfriend was a jackass." Trish reaches her hand over and places it on top of Elannah's.
Trish takes a sip of her drink to finish it off. "I'm sorry hun. It's just that for a while right after you two broke up, I thought you still wanted to get back together with him and I needed to make sure you wouldn't." Elly slowly nods as she takes another sip of her drink. "I'm gunna head to the bathroom, wanna meet back at the table?"
Lannah nods as she downs the rest of her drink and orders another. She pays for it before walking back over to the table and slips in the booth next to Randy. Randy wraps his arm around her shoulders as she smirks over at him. Elly looks around the table and sees Dave Bautista sitting somewhat across from her. Elannah smiles over at him as cracks a tiny smile. She turns her head to Randy and cups his ear in her hands as she leans over and whispers to him. "Did Dave end up gettin' that divorce?"
Randy shrugs as Elly removes her hands. He turns his head to face her, so he's facing away from the table with his lips next to her ear. "Even though he's my best friend, I'm not too sure." Randy turns to see her expression, which is pretty neutral as she turns to watch him place his lips back in the direction of her ear. "From what he's told me, him and Ang aren't even living together whenever he's home." She nods and reaches for her drink. Randy watches her as she turns back to him, with the straw in between her lips, and her eyebrow cocked. "Why, what's up?"
After taking a sip, she lets go of the straw, letting it fall completely back into the glass. "Just curious with the way he's been looking at me." She watches him place his beer bottle to his lips and take a sip of his drink."Even if they are done, doesn't mean I'd jump into anything with him, I just broke up with Joey."
"I know, but watch out with him, 'cuz I'm not too sure about Ang."
"Thanks for the tip, Orton." She smiles over at him before retuning to her drink. And the staring contest with Dave.
She watches Dave pull a pen out of his pocket and grab a cocktail napkin. About 20 seconds later, a folded napkin is placed in front of her drink by Amy Dumas, who's sitting in Adam Copeland's lap. Elly raises her eyebrow as she grabs the napkin and opens it.
Want some real fun? Meet me at the bar in 2 minutes. Don't make me wait. --D.B.
She looks up for a second and sees Dave excusing himself to go get a drink. He turns to look at Elly as she just smiles over at him and adds a slight nod.
Elly walks over to where Dave is seated at the bar wiht a slight smile on her face. He smirks when he sees her and points to an empty barseat next to him. She walks over and and takes a seat next to him. When she does, she notices about 10 shot glasses lined up in front of her.
His smirk grows as he sees her eyes light up. He pushes one towards her and grabs one for himself. They clink their glasses together and down the two shots. The pair continues until they've downed all ten together. "Get on the bar." Elly raises her eyebrow as Dave gives her a sympathetic smile. "Body shot." Elly shakes her head left and right. "For me?"
Elly continues to shake her head as Dave tried to pout. "No I don't do body shots. No matter how much you pout or try to get me drunk, it won't happen in a public place."
"Then, let's go dance." Elly gives up and shrugs as Dave entends his hand for her, which she takes. Dave leads her out to the dance floor, and stops them in the middle of the floor. Dave places his hands on her hips as she leans back against him, grinding with him. She rests her hands on his as they sway back and forth to the music. "You look pretty hott tonight, Elly."
She turns around to face him, but still in his grasp. "Didn't you ever hear women wanna be told they're pretty or beautiful, not hott or sexy?"
"Just statin' the facts, babe." She watches him closely especially the corner of his lips turn for a smirk. He moves his hands up and down her back, before placing one on the back of her neck and slowly bringing it over to her chin. He rests his hand under her chin before crashing his lips onto hers. They fight for control, as Dave runs his tongue over her lips.
After emitting a soft moan onto his lips, she surrenders and grants access into her mouth as his tongue darts right in. Her arms slowly wrap around his neck as she leans up on her tippy toes to make it a little easier. And with just one mind blowing kiss, Elannah's world suddenly came crashing down around her. All over again.
Chapter Done.
What do you guys n girls think? Of course I'm gunna continue. I have so much planned for this story. I love it. I have four or five more chapters written, so stay tuned. Don't forget to review..
Music: "let it roll" secondhand serenade
Drink/Food: coke c2 / nothing
Time: 11.40 pm.. haha i have a final in 13 hours lol
Date: june 15th
-Lys aka Heart2Handgun