Ok I am going to throw this first chapter out there just to see what people think, now I have to say this is not my usual kind of story but I have been listening to lots of music recently and I came across a song I just couldn't get out of my head and it sparked this.
Ps This story is for all the people who have stuck by me throughout all of my stories, trough the ups and the downs, the character swapping and the deaths. This one is from the heart people, and yes I do have one I just had to find it.
If I'm not the one thing you can't stand to lose
Mickie sat in her locker room pulling on her converses and she watched the blob of moisture hit her shoe. She didn't bother to wipe away the following tear either she just let it join its companion on the white leather currently covering her foot and watched as they both trickled down to pool on the floor below. It had been two weeks since she had seen him and he had greeted her like she was just another one of his colleagues not his girlfriend. She had of course show no outward signs of being hurt by his casual manor, joining in with the conversation he was having with his friends. They all welcomed her back from her two week hiatus due to an injury in her left shoulder and for a moment it did feel good to be back.
The crowed had been pumped when she went out for her return match and she enjoyed every second of it, but when she walked back up the ramp after her win the person she wanted there the most had only been notable by his absence. Holding her head high and walking back to the locker room with her best friend Mickie was finally left alone and the tears began to fall.
Taking a deep shaky breath she pulled herself together slapped her hands on her thighs hard enough o sting a little and stood up.
"Come on Mickie you are stronger than this." She said to herself grabbing up her gym bag and heading for the door. After all she did have a party to go to and Beth was expecting her back. The last thing she needed was her best friend finding her sat in her locker room crying her eyes out over some guy that really didn't deserve her in the first place. Pulling open the door keeping her head up and placing her sun glasses over her eyes Mickie James walked down the corridor like she didn't have a care in the world. Passing the locker room which bore her boyfriend's name she ignored it and continued on down the hallway and out into the fading sunshine. Walking briskly to her car she barely heard her name being called. Stopping she turned to the familiar voice and she adjusted her bag on her shoulder. This was not a conversation she had been looking forward to, but one she had also longed for.
"Mickie wait up, I haven't even had the chance to say hello properly yet." Randy said bouncing up to her and wrapping her in his arms. He bent down to place a kiss on her lips but Mickie turned her head at the last moment so he only got her cheek. Pulling back Randy scowled down at her and pushed her away to arm's length. Mickie did not try to stop him, merely allowing Randy to push her away again as she looked up at him from behind her dark glasses that were concealing her swollen red eyes.
"What's up with you?" he said his voice clipped but not angry, Mickie knew the anger would come though, not that Randy would ever hit her but he did have a temper and he didn't often feel the need for restraint when it came to expressing his opinion.
"Nothing, it's just I thought you might have been more pleased to see me earlier that's all." She replied widening her stance and throwing out a hip to counter balance the weight of her gym bag.
"I was, but you know I was with the guys and I don't want them thinking I am soft." He said reaching for her once more. Mickie went to him, as much as she hated him right now she needed to have him hold her just as much as she wanted to run away. His big warm arms enveloped her and she sighed against his chest. This was how she wanted it to be all of the time, but she knew that Randy was just not that kind of guy. He wasn't about sharing his feelings, let alone putting them on public display and Mickie could deal with that to a point. After what happened today though she was unsure just how much longer she would be able to turn the other cheek.
"I missed you." She said as Randy released her from his embrace and smiled down at her. Mickie was hoping to here that he missed her to but it didn't come. She wasn't surprised they had been together for almost a year now and not once had he told her he loved her.
"I am going to be coming to you welcome back party tonight, so I will see you there, and afterwards I can welcome you back in private." He said and the suggestive wiggle of his eyebrows meant only one thing to Mickie. The heat that settled in her belly however was dulled by his pulling away and digging around for his car keys in his pocket. The lack of care for her feelings was only becoming more apparent to her every day and right now she needed to be anywhere but right here with Randy.
"Ok I will see you then." She said not bothering to kiss him goodbye and Randy didn't seem to care anyway already making his way to his car. Mickie walked the last few yards to where she had parked and opened the door to her car and climbed in. dumping her bag on the passage seat she switched on the engine and pulled out of the car park. Leaving Randy alone while she headed off back to the hotel.
As predicted Beth was waiting for her, already having gotten showered the blonde was attempting to paint her finger nails whilst trying to text and Mickie quickly snatched the phone off her and waggled it in the air.
"What have I told you about painting and texting." She said eliciting an annoyed frown from her friend as Beth stood up wet nails forgotten and snatched at her phone.
"Hey come on now give that back." Beth cried as Mickie ran away from her and parked herself behind one of the single beds and out of Beth's immediate reach. Looking at the screen Mickie smiled and read the text aloud.
"Hey Beth looking forward to tonight, save me a dance." Mickie whistled and Beth pounced over the bed and snatched the phone before Mickie could even react.
"Now look what you have made me do, my nail polish is all smudged." Beth said a wry little smile on her face as Mickie pointed to the bed spread.
"All over the bed too." She stated folding her arms and tilting her head to the side, waiting for an explanation about the text.
"Glad this is your bed then." Berth said as Mickie's face dropped and she realised that Beth was right this was her bed now covered in bright red nail polish and Beth had this cheeky grin on her face.
"Oh not fair, who are you texting." Mickie said practically stomping her feet as Beth's face fell into kind of a half-smile.
"It's just John messing around, you know how flirty he is." Beth said brushing off Mickie's obvious attempts at suggesting something else was going on and getting back to doing her nails.
"How are you and Randy doing. Was he pleased to have you back?" Beth asked casually a few minutes later as Mickie got ready to get in the shower. Mickie paused at the bathroom door and looked at her friend sat under the light at the bedside table and wished for the ease of the relationship Beth had with John. Sure they were only friends, much to the disappointment of Mickie, but their relationship was so uncomplicated, so carefree she could only envy it.
"Yeah said he would see me at the party tonight." Mickie replied deciding that right now Beth did not need to here exactly what happened that day although she knew Beth wasn't blind, the blonde had asked the question for a reason. That reason being she knew that everything was not as rosy as Mickie made out.
"Ok that's great, it should be a good night." Beth replied but she didn't look up and Mickie knew that she would have to tell Beth something sooner or later before the Glamazon put her boyfriend in the hospital with a broken jaw.
"Yeah can't wait." Mickie called back closing the door and leaning against the back of it, taking in another long slow breath willing the tears not to fall. Finally stepping away from the wooden panel currently holding her up Mickie turned on the sower and waited for the water to heat up. Stepping under the spray she closed her eyes and tried to forget all the times Randy had let her down in some way. She wanted to fight for what they had but she suspected the feeling was not mutual.
Beth sat out in the living room listening to the sounds of the shower just praying that her best friend was not inside crying. She had seen all be it from a distance just how aloof Randy had acted towards his so called girlfriend and how Mickie had just laughed right alongside everyone else as if nothing was wrong with that. Beth had known Mickie a long time however and she could easily see that Mickie was just holding back the tears that wanted to fall. Almost moving from her position trying to listen to Maryse go on about something unimportant Beth had settled for watching for that moment. Hoping that Randy would make it up to Mickie at some point during the day. When Mickie came home and removed the glasses that had been covering her eyes it took Beth all of two seconds to tell that she had been crying. The brunette had managed to distract her by stealing her phone and going on about John again but Beth knew something was wrong, and not like usual. This was different and the blonde could feel it in the air. Putting the finishing touches on her nail polish having to completely start again after phone gate Beth examined her handy work and smiled slightly.
"Now where did I put that top?" She said to herself as the shower went off and she paused in her search. Listening hard she could not here the sounds of Mickie sobbing behind the closed door, but she knew if things didn't change soon, it wouldn't be long before she would have to become a shoulder to cry on once more.
John sat up in his bed and put his phone on the bedside table. Beth had told him she needed to get ready and would see him at the party. He hadn't even started getting ready yet and Randy had only just come in. he said he stank and was getting in the shower. John had no problem with that. He had no wish to sleep in a room that had the lingering smell of body odour. That and he had grabbed a shower at the arena and he wasn't desperate for another one.
"Just a good wash and a change of clothes I think." He said to himself turning on the TV as Randy walked back out still dripping wet, towel wrapped around his waist and John scowled at him.
"You're getting the carpet wet again man, can't you just dry off in the bathroom." John whined as Randy pulled a towel though his hair and smirked at his best friend.
"No because it's all steamy and I don't like that stuffy feeling you get. It's all fresh out here and so am I." He said throwing the towel at John's head as the champ dogged out of range and the towel hit the wall behind him and slid into a heap on the floor.
"Mickie isn't going to be able to resist me." Randy continued as he went back into the now clear bathroom and splashed some aftershave on his neck and caught sight of John in the mirror. He didn't look to impressed and Randy turned to look at him though the open door.
"You know you are going to end up losing that girl if you aren't careful." John said not a hint of humour in his voice and Randy shook his head.
"No way she loves me man, and to be honest who could resist me." Randy said flexing his muscles and wanting to change the subject very badly. He liked Mickie a lot, he didn't want to break up with her, or have any one else for that matter, but he also wanted to act like he was a free man. He guessed it would be hard for Mickie to understand that sometimes, but he had never been unfaithful to her. He had missed her when she was away, but probably not as much as she had wanted him to. Now she was back he had every intention of showing her what she had missed as soon as he could get her alone.
"She might love you, but if you keep treating her like she doesn't exist she will walk away." John said knowing a little about what Mickie was going though from what Beth had told him. It wasn't until she had mentioned it to him he had really noticed. He had been too caught up in trying to work up the courage to ask Beth on a date to see that his best friend was treating his girlfriend like she barely existed some of the time. Now though it was very apparent and John just couldn't believe how lucky Randy was and didn't know it.
"No way man, I am going to show her how much she means to me tonight." Randy said pulling on a shirt as John shook his head.
"Sometimes man it isn't just about sex." John said standing up and making his way into the now empty bathroom. Randy followed him all the way with his eyes. He couldn't believe what had just come out of John's mouth. How could he say that, he was a guy after all? One that Randy knew liked women and all that came with them.
"Just because you're not getting any doesn't mean the rest of us can't enjoy ourselves!" Randy called into the bathroom where the water from the sink was running and he received no reply. Huffing to himself he moved towards his phone and picked it up. His thumb paused over the button to call Mickie and he stopped. Placing the phone back down he decided that he had a much better idea then calling her.
So should I continue?
Next time: can Randy make it up in time or is it just too late? And can John finally get up the courage to ask Beth on that date.
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