Chapter Six: Forced to Apologize
"Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow! Let the fuck go Randy!" I exclaimed. He was pulling me by the ear. Obviously, he didn't like what I did to Cena too much.
"You are going to apologize to John right away. You understand me?" he demanded.
"Ow! Okay! Just get up off already!" I exclaimed trying to swat at his hand. "You're hurting me dickface!"
"Your fault. Now you're going to pay the consiquences." Randy declared.
Grrr. He is SO gonna pay for this.
"John! Hey man open up!" Randy said knocking on Cena's locker room door. He still had a hold of my ear. But he loosened up his grip a bit.
"Hold on a second, I'm not decent yet." John called from the other side.
"Bet he's trying to get all the chocolate out of his pants..." I muttered. Unfortunatley for me, Randy heard what I said and pinched my ear tighter. I grunted in pain. "OW! Fucker..."
After a few seconds, John opened up the door with no shirt on, a pair of shorts on his lower half, and a towel in his hand drying off his hair after he had just showered.
"Dude, I'm totally sorry for what Valerie did to you. And to prove that we mean it, she's come to apologize too." Randy informed me. Tch, I'll NEVER mean it.
I rolled my eyes and looked up at John. "Sorry."
"Like you mean it." Randy ordered.
"Okay! I'm...sorry. Now can you please let go of my ear? You're hurting me." I asked impaitently.
Randy let go. "Alright, now are you both cool?"
Cena nodded. "Yeah."
My brother looked at me. "You?"
I nodded.
"Good." Randy said. "Now, I got to go. I've got a match coming up. So please, for my sake, behave already!"
"We will man, don't worry." John reassured him. "Just go and prepare for your match."
Randy nodded. "Okay, thank you."
As he walked off, I waited for him to get out of hearing range. Then, when he was, I looked over to Cena and said. "Don't ever talk to me again. In fact, don't ever cross my path."
I went to leave, but he grasped onto my wrist. "Wait Val, let's talk please."
THAT set me off. I yanked back my arm and then slapped him on the face. "NO! Just leave me the hell alone! I hate you Cena and nothing will EVER change that."
With fire burning in my eyes, I glared at him and then stormed down the hall in a fury. Jeez. I hate men.