Chapter 4:
Lita stood, a look of confusion overshadowing her face as she waited for the man in front of her to respond. Matt smiled an arrogant smile at the diva, looking her up in down, receiving a death glare for doing so, as he began to speak.
"Well, well, well. If it isn't the so called Queen of Extreme! Long time no see huh? You know what, when I heard you returned to RAW 2 weeks ago , I couldn't believe it. And I really couldn't believe it when I heard the fans went mad for you. I mean, with DIVAS like Torrie and Stacy, why would the fans be glad to see a washed up BITCH like you."
"You know Matt, that was a lovely speech, it really was , I think it could be even Oscar material. But as much as I 'hate' to burst your bubble, the only person that's washed up around here, is YOU!!
I mean, lets face it Matt, Jeff was always the favourite Hardy, and the better wrestler too. Hell, the only reason the fans liked you, is because you had me and Jeff at your side, and you know it. To be honest, I still can't understand why Vince hasn't fired your ass yet. Oh wait, I know. It's because the fans love laughing their asses off at MATTITUDE every week. I do too actually."
Lita then walked around Matt Hardy and began to proceed to her hotel room, while Matt stood, glaring at the red-head, his blood boiling. Before she had time to enter her room, Matt shouted at her.
"Oh Li, I forgot to mention, next week marks the return of Matt Hardy to Monday Night Raw! So just as a warning, your gonna need to be on your guard, 'coz I'm going to make your life nothing but HELL!!!"
Lita smiled slightly at this, replying as she began to enter her room. "Well you know what Matt, Bring It On!!!" And with that the door slammed shut, while Matt walked off cursing under his breath.
Lita collapsed on the bed. After being in such a good mood, having a bit of fun tormenting Orton, she had to go run into Matt. Her ex-boyfriend. Why she was ever with him she doesn't know. He treated her like she was some sort of trophy, flaunting her to all the WWE superstars. He only ever wanted to seem like some big shot. He never cared much about him either. Hell, the only reason she joined Team Extreme was because Jeff asked her to. Simple as. And now, just when she taught she'd never have to deal with his sorry ass ever again, he says he's coming to RAW and that he's going to make her life hell. That was all she needed. Deciding not to think about the matter anymore, Lita changed into a shorts and tank top, and found herself wrapped up under the covers off the bed, drifting off to sleep.
Elsewhere………..
Randy Orton continued to try brake the hand cuff from the bed but it was no use. He was stuck. He had been for the last 2 hours now. His attention quickly turned to the door when he noticed his room mate HHH enter. H stood still, staring at the sight in front of him. A smile made its way on his face as he burst into a fit of laughter.
"Ya, that's right, just laugh it up, make fun of the helpless."
"I'm sorry man, it's just I didn't know you were kinky. And I also didn't know you felt this way about me. I'm really, it's just…..heart-warming that's all."
"Oh shut up and help get me out of here. C'mon, hurry up!"
"How do you expect me to do that man. I don't have the key now do I? and by the looks of it, you don't either, 'coz if you did, you wouldn't be in this situation now would you? Actually, now were on the subject, what happened anyway?"
"Shit! The key. Lita has it. You may go get it from her man. She's in room 2438 I think. Quick man, go get it, otherwise I'll be stuck like this all night. And before you start asking anymore questions, I'll explain later alright?"
HHH nodded, doing as the Legend Killer asked, making his way to Lita's room.
The red head groaned at the sound of hammering on her door. Throwing the covers off, she got to her feet and slowly made her way to the door. She answered rubbing her eyes and letting out a yawn. Noticing who was standing in front of her, she looked slightly confused.
"What do you want H? I mean, it's all hours in the morning."
"Sorry Li, only you kind of left my room mate hand cuffed to his bed, and he needs the key to uncuff himself"
"Shit. I forgot all about the key. Hold on, I'll get it." HHH watched the red head pick up her bag from the floor, rummaging through it, until she pulled out a small silver key.
"Here you go. Tell Orton to sleep well, and that we may do that again some time." And with that, Lita said goodbye to the game, before closing the door and heading back to bed. HHH then retreated back to his and Orton's room, key in hand. He let out a small laugh once again at the sight in front of him, as he through the key to Orton.
"I never want to see them again!" Randy said, tossing the hand cuffs into the bin. "What kind of sick person would cuff someone to their bed anyway. I mean, what if I would have needed to piss!?"
"Whoa there Orton. To much information! Oh, before I forget, Lita said to sleep well, and that she hopes you can do that again sometime. I'm telling ya man, you've met your match with this one. Her panties won't be touching your hotel room floor anytime soon."
"I know man, I know. I can't believe I'm saying this but, I think this is the one diva that doesn't succumb to the Legend Killer Charm. It's so 'sad'. Although, she's just so hot. And seductive. She's everything the other divas aren't and I think that's why I'm drawn to her you know."
"Wait, are you falling for red?"
"I….I…I think I am man. It's weird. She's just got a certain charisma about her. Maybe it's just the fact that I'm overly tired that I'm talking like this, I don't know man, but for now I'm just going to hit the hay and forget about everything. See ya in the morning' man."
Monday Night Raw……….
Randy Orton walked through the Raw arena, flashing his trademark smile to any diva he passed. Although there was one diva in particular he was looking forward to seeing. A certain red head. He hadn't seen her since their little incident last week. And that's when he spotted her. She just entered the women's locker room. Randy followed. He entered the room, amused at the sight in front of him. Lita stood in her white and black bra and panties. This scene reminded him of a 2 weeks back actually. The diva lingerie shoot. He smirked, the diva still hadn't noticed his presence.
"Damn Li, you look pretty good tonight. I thought it was only right I came found you, 'coz quite frankly, you owe me an apology."
Lita turned to see Randy grinning at the sight in front of him. Lita returned this gesture as she spoke up. "Don't you know how to knock. I could have been butt naked, although, that wouldn't bother you now would it? And I'm sorry to disappoint you but, you aint getting no apology from me. It was only a bit of fun."
"Fun? It was cruel! You teased me and then left me hand cuffed to a bed for 2 hours. 2 Hours!!"
"Awwww. I'm sorry. Anyway, I have a favour to ask."
"Alright. Go on, I'm listening."
"Well, I want you and Evolution to take out Matt Hardy. I know it's a lot to ask, but you guys do it all the time so…"
"Alright, done. But why? Didn't you and Hardy use to date?
"Well, yes but it was never serious. I never even liked Matt. Why? Because he says he's going to make my life hell and what not so, I just figured I'd get there first."
"That's all I need to hear, but I want something in return."
Lita cocked an eyebrow at the superstar before replying. "I'm not having sex with you. No way."
Orton laughed slightly. "Well, that's out the window. How 'bout a date then? You could at least give me that."
"Deal". Lita then exchanged her hand to the Legend Killer, which he accepted as they shook on it, before Orton turned on his heel, leaving the diva to get dressed for her match later tonight.
Orton decided to make his way to inform Evolution that they'd be taking out Matt Hardy tonight. Orton smiled at this thought. Hardy isn't going to know what hit him! he thought.
