It's been hours since Lita landed in Atlanta. She spent half the day in her home while she waited until she got a call from her best friend, once she did, she drove back to the airport. On the way there she kept on checking her phone wishing that Randy would text message her. She let out a sigh upon seeing her phone with no incoming text message. Once she arrived at the airport she parked her car and went to find the blonde Canadian. She got inside and immediately saw Trish standing there with a brow raised.
"Can you explain to me why you weren't here upon my arrival?" Lita just laughed at her best friend's question and motioned for a hug.
"I'm sorry, my head was too pre-occupied." Trish rolled her eyes and hugged the redhead. After chatting for a bit, the two headed back to Lita's house.
On their way back, the two continued chatting. They asked how each other were and exchanged stories here and there. In the middle of their conversation, Lita's phone rang. Trish, being the meddler that she is, grabbed the phone and checked out who was calling.
"Randy? As in Randy Orton?" Trish asked with a brow raised as she held Lita's phone up.
"Give it!" Lita said as she tried to reach for her phone. But before she could Trish answered it for her.
"Hey Randy, it's Trish. Do you mind if Lita calls you back later, we're kind of in a middle of something. K, thanks, bye." The blonde-haired former diva hung up without waiting for a response from the other line.
"So-" Trish was cut off before she could say anything.
"I was going to tell you when we got to my house you know." Lita started
"Tell me what?" Trish sounded intrigued.
"That you and Orton finally grew pairs and confessed to each other?" She continued with a smirk on her face.
"Ha-ha very funny. But no."
"Then what will you tell me?" Trish asked again.
"Remember when I told you last week that I will appear on Raw, which I already did last night?"
"Yeah, I remember. Duh."
"Well, I was talking to Hunter last night and he asked me to come back part-time for a storyline-"
"Tell me you said yes!" Trish cut her off and sounded really excited.
"I did." Trish squealed while Lita laughed at the blonde Canadian's reaction.
"Wait, but what does that have to do with Orton?" Lita just rolled her eyes at Trish.
"Well, if you must know, the storyline I'm about the get into involves him but he doesn't know yet. And he was persistent on finding out what Hunter and I were talking about, which was that, that's why he's calling me." Lita explained.
"I bet you only said yes because it involves Randy, huh?" Trish teased.
"I'm not exactly shy to admit to you that my answer is yes, since you know very well that I'm into him." Both laughed at the redhead's statement.
The rest of the car ride was casual. The former divas continued chatting and laughing and all that. Once they got back to Lita's house, the two hung out in the living room. They continued to discuss about Lita's short-term return and Randy of course.
"So do you even plan on telling him that you're into him?" Trish asked.
"I honestly don't know." Lita shrugged.
"Why? You know he's into you too. So why not?"
"Well, he's got a good thing going on for him there. I don't want to become a distraction, you know?" The flow of their conversation started to become a little serious.
"But don't you think you should atleast try?"
"I thought about that, trust me. But I just think it's better if we keep our own feelings all to ourselves." Lita shrugged.
"Then why'd you even bother to get involved in the storyline?" Trish asked with a brow raised.
"Just to have fun I guess. You know, nothing serious. I mean I do want to be with Randy. But with him on the road all the time, and me doing my own thing. Wouldn't that be complicated?"
"You'll never know unless you try." Lita hates that Trish always know the right things to say. But Lita being Lita, she tried to make it sound wrong.
"But what about you? You retired because you wanted to settle down with Ron right? And you couldn't do that when you were on the road all the time." Lita reasoned out.
"You know that's different Li. I was ready to hang my wrestling boots up, so I did. Not because I wanted my relationship to work out. Well I did want it to work out, but you get what I'm saying." Trish said.
"Well, we're just going to have to wait and see what happens between Randy and I. But for the meantime, I'll just have my fun." The redhead stated and Trish just chuckled.
"Anyway, how are things going with Ron?"
"It's been cool. He's been doing his thing and all. Everything's great." Trish declared.
"That's good to hear."
The rest of the afternoon, the two just did what they usually do when they hang out. Order food, chat, watch movies and all. After their movie marathon they decided to hit the sheets. Trish stayed at the guest room while Lita went to her bedroom. Lita laid in bed and tried to sleep. Just as she was about to, her phone rang. She got her phone and placed it on her ear, not even bothering to check who it was.
"Hello?"
"You never called back." The voice on the other line said. Lita smiled when she recognized who it was.
"Hey, Randy." He always liked it when she says his name.
"So, why didn't you?"
"Didn't what?" Lita sounded confused.
"Call me back." Lita chuckled at the 3rd generation superstar's question.
"You are aware that Trish is here, right?" both of them laughed at what Lita said.
"Oh yeah, I bet you two had those girly talks and whatever it is that girls do."
"Exactly."
"Did you talk about me?" Randy said in a cocky tone.
"You're really something, Orton."
"I know I am. But that doesn't answer my question." Lita chuckled at his statement.
"And I won't."
"So you did?" He sounded really confident which made Lita roll her eyes.
"That's a secret I will never tell. Goodnight Randy." Lita said teasingly and hung up.
Both were smiling from ear to ear after their conversation. It wasn't much but they certainly enjoyed every second of it.
A/N: Hey readers! Here's Chapter 3! I hope you all liked it as much as the previous chapters! Tell me what you think about this one! Don't forget to R&R! :)
Xxoo,
Serial Cheater
