4/25/15
You were getting ready for your date with Randy feeling nervous as hell, especially since you didn't know where you were going for dinner. If it was a buffet, you were screwed. You wore a simple black sleeveless dress that ended just below your knees with black flats and no make-up except for some lip gloss and your hair in a high ponytail. Randy was coming to your room to get you in any minute and you were pacing back and forth nervous as hell.
When you heard a knock at the door, you stiffened and gulped before grabbing your purse and going to the door. You took a breath before opening it and seeing a very handsome Randy Orton wearing black pants, a white dress shirt and a black jacket. He looked me up and down and said, "You look beautiful, Amy. Ready to go?"
"Yes." you said timidly before we linked arms and headed to the rental car. After driving and talking for a few minutes, we arrived at the restaurant, that ended up being a Mongolian Barbeque (uh-oh). You suggested a table by the bathroom and luckily Randy didn't question your choice.
You and Randy went to the buffet and you piled your bowl with food, mostly meat and noodles. You didn't want to look at Randy though you just knew that he was looking at you funny as he watched you walk to the barbeque and give the cooks your bowl, who also had weird looks on their faces. As your food cooked, you snuck a peak at Randy and he just watched the chef's move the food around the grill. As soon as your food was done cooking, you grabbed your bowl and headed to the table not bothering to wait for Randy.
When Randy came back with his bowl, he sat down and said, "You must really be hungry." as he twiddled with his chopsticks.
You took your fork and twirled it around your noodles and said, "I am. I have weird eating habits, and have since I was a kid." Randy just nodded not wanting to go too deep in the subject as you both dug into your dinner. 'Bout half an hour later, you were done with your first bowl and went for seconds, bringing back a slightly smaller portion, but still pretty hefty. Randy didn't say anything, but you knew he thought something was really wrong with you.
As soon as you finished eating, you felt nauseous, excusing yourself to the bathroom. It ended up being one of those one-person bathrooms which you felt grateful for. As you started throwing up, you heard a knock on the door and Randy's voice say, "Amy? Are you alright?"
You rinsed out your mouth and walked out and was face-to-face with very worried looking Randy. "Yeah. I just ate too much too fast. No big deal." you said as you walked back to the table where the check and fortune cookies were.
Randy sat down and put his credit card on the tray before giving you a serious look. "Amy, tell me the truth. What was that?"
After the waiter took the tray you took a breath and said, "Since I was a teenager I've been suffering from an eating disorder called bulimia. I stuff myself with food and throw it up afterwards. My parents would always call me fat and ugly so I figured if I did this I'd be prettier, but instead I feel disgusting and sick. I hate it, but I can't stop. I'm sorry for scaring you like that, Randy, but now you know why."
You looked down not wanting to see his reaction, expecting him to walk away. A few seconds later, you felt Randy take your hand and squeeze it. You looked up and he had an understanding look on his face. "I don't find you disgusting or sickening at all, Amy. You're a beautiful, talented young woman who's been through hell in her past. While I don't know many people with eating disorders, I do know that it's something that they need help with, just like addiction and other illnesses. I'm willing to help you if you'll let me."
You got the biggest smile on your face and squeezed his hand back saying, "Thank you, Randy, but you don't have to. We barely know each other."
"I didn't say that we'd be getting married or anything like that. Let's at least start as friends and friends do help each other when it's needed. That okay with you?"
You suddenly started crying so Randy got you out of there and hugged you. You cried into his chest for a bit before looking into his eyes and saying, "Sorry, Randy. I don't' know where that came from."
Randy wiped the rest of your tears up and said in a quiet voice, "It's okay. I'm sure this is the first time you've actually told someone about your condition and the first time someone's offered to help you so it's a lot to take in. And like I said, I'm here to help whenever you need it. Even if it's just someone to talk to I'm here."
You sniffled and said, "Thank you, Randy." before leaning up a bit to kiss him on the cheek. As you were pulling away, Randy took your chin and kissed your lips softly. Without even thinking, you put your arms around his neck as his hands rested on your hips as you kissed him back. The kiss ended almost as quickly as it started and neither of you knew what to say.
You were silent on the car ride back to the hotel still in shock from what just happened. When you got back to the hotel, Randy walked you to your room and said once you got to your door, "Amy, I'm sorry for scaring you back there, I don't know what came over me."
You smiled slightly and said, "Maybe it was the voices controlling your actions." with a laugh. "But, on a more serious note, I'm not mad about it, I just didn't expect it. You can say it came outta nowhere." you said with a smirk.
Randy laughed before taking your hand and saying, "Amy, will you consider going out with me again? Maybe a movie next time?"
You nodded and said, "I'd like that. Less temptation 'cause all you can eat places are my downfall by far."
"I'll keep that in mind. I'll see you tomorrow, Amy." Randy said before giving you a peck on the lips before walking away. When you went into your room you plotted on your bed and thought, Oh my gosh Randy actually stuck by me after learning my awful secret. I can't believe it. And he wants to go out again, God I hope this isn't a trick, but I have to think positive 'cause no one's ever even tried to help me before.
You got up and got ready for bed in a daze, looking forward to the next day so you could see Randy again.
