Here's the next chapter guys. Sorry the update took so long, i had to figure out how i was going to build Izzy and Randy's relationship while breaking it apart at the same time. this one's not really that good, but I promise the next one will be better.
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John and I decided to travel together to Virginia regardless the fact that I didn't have my gear. It was bad enough I wasn't going to be dressed I couldn't miss my first show as a Diva either. So here we were about an hour and a half away from the show in John's rented Mustang, singing loudly to Living on a Prayer by Bon Jovi.
"Whoa, we're halfway there. Whoa! Living on a prayer." I sang at the top of my lungs. Just as it was getting to my favorite part, John turned down the song. "What the hell is wrong with you Johnny? That's my favorite part!"
"He y Randy." John greeted on his phone that I didn't even here ring. "Did you get Isabelle's text?" I couldn't hear Randy's reply, but I could hear how loud he was talking, John pulled the phone away from his ear a little bit. You've really done it this time didn't you Isabelle? I thought to myself.
"Alright man, I'll talk to you when we get there. I really appreciate it, and so does Izzy." John said and hung up the phone, putting his hand back on the wheel.
"He's really pissed, isn't he?" I asked after a couple seconds of silence. John glanced at me out of the corner of his eye.
"I…honestly don't know." He sighed. "He was mostly talking about his wife. How she read the text you sent him and it set her off or some shit like that."
I groaned. "Yup, my funeral is tonight! John, tell my mom I love her. I want you to know you've always been like a big brother to me and –"
"Okay, okay stop!" He laughed. "Randy's not gonna do anything. I don't think you guys have ever even had a mega argument. You just like to bug on each other. Hell, if Randy wasn't married I'd try to hook you guys up just so you can shut up!"
"Ewww! John please don't talk like that! That's just wrong!"I said getting a vivid picture of me making out with Randy, which wasn't all that bad. I wonder if he tastes as good as he smells…Wait a minute Isabelle Alexis Romano, you did not just think of Randy that way what the hell is wrong with you?
"Yo, earth to Isabelle? You okay?" John asked.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I replied turning up the volume to the radio, trying to block out all thoughts of Randy Orton out of my head. Both romantic and what he was going to say when we meet in Virginia.
"Hey Izzy, Isabelle. Wake up!" John shook my shoulder gently. "We're here."
I groaned in response and opened my eyes. He was right, we were here. Charleston, West Virginia, which was actually a very pretty place.
"Wow, this is cool. I've never been here before." I stated heading toward John's trunk.
"What the hell are you doing Izzy?" John asked standing by the doors of the arena, his duffel bag in his hand. I was about to respond when I remembered, hey the guy that's about to kill me in an hour has my stuff. John just chuckled and held the door open.
"Hey, you never told me who you spent the night with? Do I know her? Is she worthy of my big brother?" I teased with honest curiosity. John isn't the type of guy to have one night stands so she must be pretty decent.
"Okay, I'll tell you but please don't freak out on me."John said, before looking around the halls to make sure no one was in hearing distance. "Rileigh."
"No freaking way!" I totally freaked out on him. "Why? When? How?" He covered my mouth with his hand and pushed me into his locker room.
"Seriously Isabelle let the whole world know why don't you? " He growled at me, setting his bag down.
"I'm sorry, but I was expecting someone along the lines of Barbie I guess." Damn, I guess it's true that the champs always get the biggest locker room. John's was huge! He got a love seat and a t.v. All the divas usually share one big locker room.
"To answer your questions, I don't really know how it happened. It just did, and when I woke up this morning I didn't really regret it to be honest. She's just…. nice." John sat on the love seat and smiled up at me, who was leaning against the wall.
"Are you going to start a relationship with her, because I don't know how that's going to work out? She left back to Tampa this morning, and most long distant wrestling relationships don't work out unless you are pretty serious about each other."
"Yeah... I know. We didn't really talk about it, I just told her I'd call her after my match tonight then she took a shower and left."
"Well, I don't really know what to tell you Johnny Boy, but I' going to let the crew know we both got here then go chill in the locker room. Try and make a couple new friends since all the Diva Search girls are gone. If Randy shows up tell him to wait by the locker room door. I'm not going to be gone that long," I said, then walked out of the locker room and down the hallway.
20 minutes later….. Randy still hadn't showed up. My first match against Alicia (Fox) was up in about a half hour and I still wasn't changed. I'm dead, my first day as a real diva and I'm going to screw it up. There was no one in the locker room besides me. Alicia was getting her make-up touched up and all the other divas were hanging out with each other in multiple locker rooms. Their matches were over, my hadn't even begun. As I was pacing myself in a whole, I heard a knock at the door.
Randy stood on the other side, I was so happy to see him I could have kissed him, what was left of the sane part of my mind though, told me I was freaking insane, so instead I reached over and gripped him in a tight hug. One he didn't return. Randy on the other hand, was a complete 180◦ compared to my mood and glared daggers at me. I stood back to let him in.
"You owe me." Randy growled. "Big Time!" He set my bag on the floor. I've seen Randy angry and yelling before, but this was much worse. He was pissed off and using that deep voice of his in a creepy low tone.
"I'm sorry! I know how much you wanted to spend time away from the road and with your daughter. I feel so bad." I tried to be civil, but really I just wanted to run and hide and get away from him.
"You've cost me more than just time with my daughter. Because of you're stupid text, my wife thinks we're sleeping together."He shouted. I wondered if anyone could here this argument outside the room.
"How the hell is that my problem? All I said was I left my stuff in your trunk. It's not my fault she's so much of a moron to take another meaning to that. And besides, I wouldn't ever sleep with you! That's like the sickest most cruel punishment anyone could ever give me! I shouted back, and by the look in his eyes I had really dug myself into a hole, and busted his libido. Score one for Isabelle.
"Say what you want Isabelle, you won't last long in this business anyway. You're just a skinny piece of that will only be used until the next one comes along!" With that he stormed out of the room slamming the door behind him, leaving me pissed off, hurt, and on the verge of tears.
So there it is guys. This is where the drama really starts. Please r&r and i'll be updating really soon! Thanks
-Kassi
