Mickie was seething at the scene occurring a few feet away from her in the backyard. John was with Anthony once again which wasn't surprising because they had been basically inseparable the whole day and that irritated her to no end. Watching the two interact kept increasing her suspicions that the little brat was John's son. Them being right next to one another a lot only made her realize how they had so many similar physical characteristics.
The brunette still hadn't confronted the redhead about the truth of Anthony's paternity or to tell the other woman to stay away from her husband because she hadn't found an opportune time to do so. The two women hadn't crossed paths again last night after their first meeting and the girls headed out to their spa filled day earlier that morning. All that meant was that Mickie would just have to wait until tomorrow to set that home-wrecker straight.
Mickie rolled her eyes at the sight of Anthony giggling at something John just did. To her, the little brat was just like his mother, taking up all of John's time when he should be spending it with his wife. She knew John and Lita had spent more than enough time together the past few days and now Trish decided to keep them secluded from everyone else in a dance studio for three hours the next day. She was so pissed off about that and made sure John knew it. He assured her it would be okay because all they would be doing was was rehearsing for the dance at the wedding but she didn't believe him one bit at all. She wanted to go with them so she could keep an eye on her husband and his ex-girlfriend, but Trish asked her to help her something with her around the same time. She knew Trish asked for assistance just so she wouldn't join the other two. Mickie was right because Trish didn't want any distractions while the two practiced, but Mickie thought it was Trish's way of getting Lita and John together again. There was no way she was going to let that happen. She tried so hard to keep her marriage with John from breaking and there was no one who would get in the middle of that.
"I win!" Anthony exclaimed as he raised his arms in the air after the ball he recently kicked went past John who pretended to go after it and stop it from getting past him. "I'm gooder than you!"
"You're right," John smiled at him. "You are better than me," he discreetly corrected the little boy's grammar.
John noticed that everyone else repeated what Anthony said and used the correct words instead of the incorrect ones which Lita said was a way for him to learn the proper words without directly pointing it out to him. Lita claimed it was better to do something like that instead of directly telling the little boy he was wrong because it was a good way to avoid upsetting him and breaking his confidence.
"Can we go inside now?" Mickie asked with a hint of annoyance present in her voice which John quickly picked up. "It's hot and I'm tired."
"Don't wanna go inside!" Anthony exclaimed before John could reply to Mickie's request.
Mickie rolled her eyes once again. This kid was really testing her patience. "Then you can stay out here by yourself because me and John are going inside." She got up out of the chair she was seated in so that she was now standing. "You can play with Edge. You already monopolized all of my husbands time."
John was about to say something to his wife but was interrupted by his son. "No. I want Uncle John!"
"Listen up here you little brat," Mickie said as she walked closer to the little redhead. "He's not even your 'uncle' so don't call him that. And stop acting like your mother. You can't have what isn't yours."
"Mickie!" The woman in question looked over at John and could talk he was angry by what she just said but she didn't care because she was angry too. "That's enough."
Mickie glared at John and then at Anthony and then back at John again before she spoke. "Oh, so he can talk to me however he wants?"
John shook his head. "He's just a little kid and you're in your thirties, don't talk to him like that. He didn't even say anything other than the fact that he doesn't want to go inside. You're taking it too far. Stop bringing up his... Her."
"You're mean. I don't like you," Anthony said which gained the couples attention.
Mickie snorted. "You're acting like I care." She was just getting even more and more annoyed by him.
Anthony looked at John before continuing. "I don't wanna go inside."
"It's getting dark and we can come back tomorrow. Plus, isn't it getting close to your bedtime now?" John didn't mind staying outside longer, but he knew Mickie was already irritated especially because she verbally expressed that not long ago. Again, he was just hoping it was her hormones getting to her, but he had a huge feeling that was not the case. He knew she immediately disliked Anthony because he was Lita's son and for some crazy reason, she still believed John was the father.
"Don't wanna sleep."
"Anthony, your mommy said you have to sleep on time." The little boy pouted and John gave in. "We can play inside for another half hour before you have to go to bed?"
"And we can play outside tomorrow too?" John chuckled and nodded. "Promise?"
John nodded. "Promise."
Anthony smiled at John with him returning the gesture. He grabbed John's hand began to pull him inside. "Let's go."
Mickie shook her head as the two headed inside. "Great," she said to herself since no one else was around for her to say it to. "That brat is just like his mother."
It wasn't long until Mickie went to join them in the guest house and saw that Edge was with them too and luckily for her, the blonde man was there to take Anthony away.
"Come on Anthony," Edge began to say when he saw he finally came back inside. "It's time for bed."
Anthony shook his head. "Uncle John said I don't haveta sleep right now."
"Oh he did, did he?" Edge glanced at the other man who shrugged. He rolled his eyes before returning his attention to Anthony. "Well, your mommy called me and said Anthony has to go to bed now or he doesn't get to play with his toys tomorrow."
"Please." The pout on Anthony's face was back and unlike John, Edge was used to it so he knew how to stay immune to that.
"In sorry buddy, but your mom-"
"Where is she?" Anthony cut off the older man. "When is mommy coming?"
Edge was about to answer his question, but was stopped when Mickie decided to open her mouth. "Hopefully never." She didn't mean to say that aloud, but then she noticed everyone was looking at her and she didn't care anymore. "She left you to have fun with her friends. She doesn't care about you. It wouldn't surprise me if she never came back."
"Mickie!" John shouted at her. She just wouldn't let it go. "That's not true," he said as he looked at Anthony who he saw was now crying.
John was about to console Anthony and straighten this out, but Edge beat him to it. The blonde man picked up the little boy and left from there so he could get away from Mickie, but not before he could address her and John.
"Learn how to talk to kids before you have yours," Edge said glancing at Mickie before he turned his attention to John. "Keep her away from Anthony. You already know what's going to happen when Li finds out about this." With that said, he left.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" John asked Mickie when they were the only two left in the living room of the guest house. "Didn't I tell you not to talk to him like that? Why are you behaving like this?"
Mickie said nothing, simply sending John a dirty look before she left and went to their room. John groaned in frustration and stayed in the living room for longer because he did not feel like dealing with Mickie and her craziness which he knew would start once he was to enter the room. He didn't understand why Mickie was taking all her anger of him and Lita out on the little innocent child who had nothing to do with her anger.
Meanwhile, Lita and the rest of the bridal party were enjoying their day at the spa. The main spa activities were already done with, but now they were just relaxing and drinking the drinks they were supplied with while discussing what they wanted to do next.
"We should go out and not stay here!" A slightly intoxicated Dawn suggestion a bit too excitedly if you asked the others.
"And get drunk!" The bride to be exclaimed just as excited as her bridesmaid before her.
"I think you all are halfway there already," a sober Chelsea said. Unlike the others, she hadn't had much to drink. She drank in moderation unlike everyone else around her. She had a feeling the drinks were much stronger than they thought, but said nothing in regards to it.
They all began to look around when one of their phones began to ring.
"We said no phones!" That came from Trish who got up from the ground so she could find the phone and turn it off. Unfortunately for her, it wasn't meant to be because she stumbled and fell back down on the ground and giggled at her mishaps with the other drunks joining her.
Chelsea rolled her eyes and got up so she could find the still ringing phone. Trish was right, they said no phones which was why all of them were turned off and placed on one side, but there was still one phone they kept on in case of of an emergency. Lita was the only one who was permitted to have her phone on in case it she received any calls dealing with Anthony.
Chelsea found the phone and answered it after she saw it was Edge calling and she had a feeling it had to be about Anthony. "Hello?"
"Um, Chelsea?" Edge asked confused when he heard the voice and knew it didn't belong to Lita.
"Yea it's me. Lita is a little drunk to answer her phone right now. Is everything..." She trailed off when she heard sounds like someone was crying. "Is Anthony crying?"
That earned her the attention of Lita who was lying on the ground. She sat up and stared at Chelsea while extending a hand the younger woman's way. "Give me the phone."
"Okay," Chelsea said as she walked over to Lita and handed her the phone. Edge was telling her to give Lita the phone the same time she asked for it herself.
"What happened?" Was the first thing that came out of Lita's mouth and she could clearly hear sounds of Anthony crying which killed her buzz for the time being.
"He thinks you left him."
"What? Why?" She remembered what Trish said a few days earlier, so she looked over at Trish and sent her a threat before Edge could reply to her. "I'm going to kill you blondie. I'm going to make it a very slow and painful death."
"What did I do?" Trish asked just as confused as she was.
"Here, talk to him," Edge said which made Lita turn her attention away from Trish.
"Mommy," Anthony said through his sobs and Lita could tell he was sniffling a lot. "When are you coming? You're not leaving me?"
"No sweetie, I'm not leaving you." The former diva was about to say more, but her son interjected.
"The mean lady said you were. She said you don't care about me."
"What mean lady said..." Lita trailed off and shook her head when she realized who he was referring to as the 'mean lady.' She had to bite her tongue from blowing up with Anthony on the other end. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before she opened them again and spoke up. "Sweetie, you know I will never leave you. I love you. Don't listen to what the mean lady said, okay?"
"Okay."
"Do you want me to come back right now?"
"No!" Trish shouted which earned her a glare as well as a 'shut up' from her maid-of-honor.
"Hey Li," Edge said meaning he took the phone back from Anthony. "He's fine now. I think he just needed to talk to you. You don't need to come back. He's about to go to sleep anyways so he'll be fine. You're always taking care of him, have some fun."
Lita was about to protest and say she was coming, but she looked at the rest of them women who were silently pleading her not to leave. "Okay, but call me if anything changes. And keep that bitch away from my son. She's lucky she's pregnant. What else did she say to him?"
"I'm not sure. He just told me she was a mean lady and that's all. Just try to relax and have fun. He's fine with me."
"Alright. I'll talk to you later then." With that said, the two hung up the phone.
"What's going on?" Victoria asked Lita after she hung up on the phone and rejoined the others.
"Mickie's a bitch. That's all you need to know." Lita picked up the half empty glass in front of her and finished it off pretty quickly. The others added nothing because that was the truth, they didn't need to know more, that statement kind of just explained it all.
"When are they getting a divorce?" Lita randomly decided to ask after a moment of silence between all of them.
"Let them get married first," Dawn joked because she knew Lita wasn't talking about Trish and Randy. "We can't start taking bets a couple of days before the wedding. We can do that at the wedding."
Trish punched Dawn on the arm who fell over and began to laugh. The blonde rolled her eyes before she spoke. "Shut up. She wasn't talking about me and Randy."
"Duh," Dawn said through laughter which ceased a couple of moments later. "Who knows?"
"Well, it is bound to happen," Trish added. "They're always fighting. John complains to Randy all the time and he tells me. I honestly think they're only together for that baby of theirs." She smirked before she finished. "Don't worry, he'll be yours soon."
Lita rolled her eyes. "Shut up. That's not what I meant. Mickie's just a bitch."
"Not all the time," Trish began to say even if it would have made it seem like she was defending the brunette, but she wasn't because it was just the truth. "I agree she's horrible to you, but I mean, come on. I mean, sure that happened years ago but... I don't know. That can effect how one thinks of someone else even if the issue they're angry about happened years ago."
"Whatever. I still think she's a bitch and he deserves better."
Dawn smirked. "Like you?"
Lita rolled her eyes once again. "Again, shut up. That's not what I meant."
"Oh right," Chelsea began to say. "I keep forgetting you two were together at one point. All those awkward moments at dance rehearsal stopped after the first day so I guess it's easy to forget."
"It's not hard to remember every time you look at Anthony," Victoria said which made Chelsea confused what the older woman meant by that.
"What?"
"Right," Dawn nodded as they all ignored Chelsea. "Li, you're lucky John's either slow or just trying to deny the fact that he and Anthony do look alike and that it makes sense time wise that he's Anthony's father."
"Woah!" Chelsea exclaimed. That was new piece of information for her since there were only a few number of people who actually knew the truth. "Anthony is John's son and you didn't tell him?"
"No. Maybe I should just call him now and tell him how much of an idiot he is while I'm at it," Lita said as she reached for the phone in front of her. Fortunately for her, Trish, even in a drunken state, knew it was the alcohol talking and she took the phone away before the redhead could grab the object.
Trish tossed the phone to one side of the room. "No! No phone! No drama! We're supposed to have fun! Let's have fun!"
"I come home in the morning light! My mother says when you gonna live your life right!" Dawn began to sing and dance after she got up from where she was lying down with the others laughing at her and then joining in with Chelsea turning the song on the stereo in the room.
"Oh mother dear we're not the fortunate ones! And girls they want to have fun! Oh girls just want to have fun!"
They continued to sing and dance along with the song until it was over. Luckily for them, there were more fun songs that followed after for a while until they stopped dancing one by one when they became bored until Dawn was the only one left who decided singing and dancing by herself wasn't fun.
The women took Dawn's suggestion and headed out of the spa suite without any specific place in mind. They hit up a couple of places including a country bar across town where all of them took turns on the mechanical bull. Some fared much better than others. They also drank even more at the bar. They went to a tattoo parlor after they were done at the bar where two of them decided to get their tongues pierced and another one of them decided to get a tattoo. They found themselves involved in a water balloon fight at a nearby park before going back to the suite and drinking some more and passing out.
By the time the night was over, two of the women had their tongues pierced, one had a questionable tattoo on her lower back, one had a black eye, and another one of them had a huge plastic ring in place of her engagement ring. Sure they had a fun night, but they would definitely be paying for it and regretting for the better part of the next day.
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John and Lita's dance practice takes place in the next chapter. That's gonna be fun. ;)
