John pulled up to the parking lot outside where the women were the next morning. Trish told him the day before they left for the spa that he had to pick up Lita around 9:30 so they could get the full three hours of practice at the studio. So now John was in his car and calling his ex-girlfriend so she could come out to the car and they could leave. But she wasn't answering her phone and it went straight to voice-mail which told him either her phone battery died or the phone was purposely turned off. He tried calling the others phones too, but theirs also went straight to voice-mail as well.
The brunette decided there was nothing else he could do other than get the redhead himself so he got out of his car and walked to the spa suite he was previously informed by Trish where they would be. John knocked on the door after he was right in front of it, but received no answer. He attempted to twist the handle when he thought there was a chance it could be unlocked after he knocked a couple of more times and still received no answer. Fortunately for him, the door wasn't locked which he had to question why the women would just leave it open like that. But whatever their reason was, John slightly opened the door and called out that he was about to enter in case one of them was actually awake. He didn't feel comfortable just walking in, but he thought he had no other choice.
John was met by an amusing scene when he entered the room. The room was a complete and utter mess. The items Dawn and Lita decorated the room with, such as banners, streamers, and balloons, were now scattered all over the ground. The furniture looked like it had to be rearranged by the occupants otherwise the people who decorated the suite should be fired.
Trish, Victoria, and Chelsea were passed out in various spots in the main room. Trish was sleeping near the table which was in one corner with her head resting against the legs of the table. John had a feeling she could possibly hit her head against the the object when she woke up. Victoria was sleeping in the other corner of the room in a fetal position while Chelsea was on the sofa with half of her body hanging off. John had a feeling she was going to fall off of it and it looked like that fall would hurt. Little did he know, the scene in the bathroom was much more amusing.
There were two missing from the living room area so John decided to look around because the one he was looking for was one of the missing two. He looked around in the rest of the suite but neither of the two were present so he decided to check in the bathroom because that was the only place he hadn't checked. He erupted into laughter when he saw Lita sprawled across the floor in front of the toilet and Dawn was sleeping in the bathtub. He noticed the brunette even had a pillow underneath her head in the tub. He had an inkling that the brunette's neck would be paying for it when she woke up.
"Shut up," Dawn mumbled as she accidentally slapped herself in the face which resulted in the man to laugh even more. "Shut up," she said a little more louder this time. "Ow," she groaned in pain when she felt her head was pounding.
Dawn opened her eyes and sat up while rubbing at her neck with one hand and holding her head with the other. "Where the hell am-" she stopped herself when she saw the now silent intruder standing in the doorway and looking right at her. She let out a loud scream when her vision wasn't cooperating with her and she couldn't make out who it was.
"Turtles!" Lita shouted when she woke up from Dawn's scream and sat up quickly which she immediately regretted. "Ugh," she groaned. "I am never drinking again."
John began to laugh once again and that's when the Dawn remembered he was there and Lita noticed his presence.
"Were you dreaming about turtles?" John asked when he sobered up before either of the women could say anything.
Lita ignored him as she looked around the room and started asking a string of her own questions. "Why are we in the bathroom? Did I sleep here? Dawn," she said glancing at her friend, "why are you in the tub? Where is everyone else? Wait, is that a pillow with you? Why didn't I think of that? My head hurts. My neck hurts. I am never drinking again. I don't remember the last time I drank a whole bunch."
"Probably when you got knocked up," the brunette woman interrupted before the redhead could continue.
Lita glared at her friend who was still sitting inside the tub. "I was not drunk when I got pregnant."
"Well, let's just ask..." Fortunately for Lita, Dawn stopped herself when she caught sight of John and she finally decided to address him. "What the hell are you doing here? You nearly gave me a heart attack."
John was about to respond to the question, but Lita beat him to it. "That was you screaming? What the hell Dawn!? You gave me a headache!"
"Stop yelling," Dawn groaned.
"I think the drinking did that," John spoke up which earned him Lita's attention.
"You didn't answer her question. What are you doing here?"
"Well, we have to practice for the dance and I came to get you like I was basically demanded to do so."
Lita shook her head and lay back on the ground. "I'm not getting up. I don't wanna move. No dancing. Screw Trish."
"So you're not getting up?"
"No! Ow!"
"Shut up!" Dawn yelled which she immediately regretted.
"I will kill you!" The trio heard a voice coming from outside. It wasn't long until Trish joined them.
"What are you doing here?" Trish asked John in confusion.
"It's almost ten," John began to answer while trying hard not to laugh at any of the women again. "You threatened me to pick up Lita so we could go to the studio and rehearse for the dance."
"Oh right." Trish walked over to Lita who she thought was sleeping even though she heard her yelling not long ago because her eyes were closed and her hands were resting on her head. She kicked her lightly. "Wake up."
"Ouch bitch." Lita's eyes shot open and she sat back up. "I'm already awake and I'm not going. Ow. My tongue hurts. The last time..." Her eyes widened in shock as she stuck her tongue out and remembered exactly what happened the last time her tongue hurt this much.
"Oh my God!" Trish gasped in shock when she saw a piece of jewelry on her friends tongue. "When did you get your tongue pierced?"
Lita shrugged. "I don't know but I'm assuming last night because it wasn't there before. What the hell did we do last night?"
John chuckled. "Drink and party hard."
"Leave. I'm not going with you."
"Oh yes you are," Trish began to say. "This," she said lifting her left hand up and pointing to her ring finger, "means you're my property until tomorrow and you do what I say and I say you're going with him so go!"
"Uh Trish," Dawn said beside Trish after she was finally able to get out of the bathtub, "has your ring always looked that tacky?"
"My ring is not... Ahhhhh!" The blonde screamed when she saw a huge plastic ring which was lighting up in place of her engagement ring. "This is not my ring! Where is my ring?! We have to find my ring!" She went back to the living room with Dawn following after her and saw the other two were slowly waking up.
"Ow!" That sound came from Chelsea who- just like John previously thought- fell on the ground. "Why does everything hurth?"
"Forget that!" Trish exclaimed as she looked all around the room in a panic. "I lost my ring! Help me find it!"
"Stop screaming," Victoria plead.
"I think I should go with John just so I don't have to deal with you idiots screaming," Lita said when she, along with John, was now in the living room as well.
"Woah Vicky," Dawn started to say when she walked up to the raven-haired woman. "What happened to you? You get in a fight?" She lifted her hand to the other woman's face and touched around her eye.
Victoria slapped Dawn's hand away when she felt pain due to the contact. "What are you talking about?"
"You have a massive black eye?"
"What?" Victoria rushed to the bathroom and saw what Dawn just said was correct before she rejoined the others. "How did this happen? What happened last night?"
"Who the hell cares?! Help me look! Don't just stand there!" Trish shouted at the others present as she continued her search. "Help me move some furniture! Oh, Randy is going to be angry."
No one seemed to want to move other than John who helped Trish move the sofa Chelsea was previously sleeping on.
"My thongue hurths," Chelsea randomly spoke up after a moment of silence. "Why does ith hurth?"
"You're talking funny," Lita said while walking towards the younger woman who was sitting on sofa once again after it was moved. "I remember talking that way the first time I got my tongue pierced years ago."
"The first time?" Victoria asked confused. "What do you mean the first time?"
"John is the only one helping me!" Trish interrupted her friends conversation. "Why are none of you doing that!" She didn't give any of them a chance to answer because she decided to go look in different parts of the suite, taking John along with her.
Lita stuck her tongue out for a moment before answering Victoria's question. "I guess I got my tongue pierced last night." She turned to look at Chelsea when a thought popped into her head. "Stick out your tongue."
Chelsea did as she was told and immediately screamed when she saw Lita wasn't the only one with a tongue ring. "Geth ith outh, geth ith outh, geth ith outh! I don'th wanth ith!"
"Ew," Dawn scrunched her nose in disgust. "No one is about to touch your tongue to get it out. Just go back where you got it from and ask them to do it for you."
"I don'th know where I goth ith from," Chelsea began to panic. "I don'th want it!"
"Okay okay okay. Chill. I'm sure one of us has to have some sort of receipt around here and we can go and see if they can take it out for you." Lita began to look in her purse with the other women doing the same.
"The only place you're going is with John to the studio," Trish said when her and John were back in the main room. "Maybe my ring is there. It's not here!"
"Calm down. I'm sure you'll find it. Found it!"
"My ring?!" Trish asked hopefully and rushed to where Lita was.
Lita rolled her eyes. "No the receipt. Oooh," she said after she read through the receipt and saw the two tongue piercings weren't the only things they got from the tattoo shop. "Someone got a tattoo last night."
John laughed as the four other woman began to look all around their bodies to make sure it wasn't them who had one.
"Oh my God!" Chelsea exclaimed when she saw who exactly had the tattoo, where it was, and what it was. "Dawn has a thramp sthamp! And ith's some sorth of horns!"
"No! Tell me you're lying!"
"I'm afraid not Dawn," Victoria spoke up from behind the woman in question. "But seriously, horns?"
John chuckled once again. This was very entertaining. "Let me get this straight," he began to say, "Trish lost her ring, Victoria has a black eye, Lita and Chelsea have tongue rings, and Dawn has horns tattooed on her lower back. What did you ladies do?"
"For the billionth time, I don't care! All I know is I have to find my ring!" Trish glanced between Lita and John before continuing. "It's past ten. It's already cutting in your practice time. Go practice." She grabbed the receipt from the redheads hands. "We're gonna go find my ring at this place."
"Can I shower first?"
Trish wasn't sure who that came from, but she didn't care because all of them were going to get the same answer. "No! Shower later. We have to come back to get our things anyways. I have to find my ring first! Maybe we can remember where else we went if it's not at the tattoo place. Let's go!"
"Wait," Lita said before the others could leave. "Why is the screen on my phone cracked?" She said as she observed the object in her hands after she found it in one corner of the room. "It won't turn on. It's broken. How did that happen?"
"Oh," Chelsea began to answer when she actually remembered how that happened. "Trish threw it when you were about to call..." she trailed off when she remembered the piece of information that was revealed to her last night. She glanced between Lita and John before looking away from them. She looked everywhere else in the room except for those two as she resumed. "You were um... you were about to call John and yell at him because um... Edge called and Anthony was crying because Mickie said some horrible things to him and um... Trish said no calls so she... uh... she threw your phone."
Lita turned her attention to John who looked apologetic. "I remember that now. That bitch is lucky she's pregnant."
"I apologize for her-" John was about to say more but was interrupted.
"No you don't because you can't apologize for someone. Just keep her away from my son and she'll stay away from me too if she knows what's best." She then turned her attention to Trish before she continued. "You owe me a new phone. It won't turn on. You broke it!"
Trish rolled her eyes. "I really don't care about your phone! I'll buy you a new one. Fine, whatever. I need to find my ring!" She left the room with Dawn, Victoria, and Chelsea all reluctantly following after her.
And then there were two.
Lita looked around the room and finally noticed how much of the mess they all made. "We might not be welcomed back here again. They might make me pay more now."
"Probably not and I wouldn't be surprised."
"Yea. Oh my God!" Lita exclaimed when some moments from last night were coming back to her. She continued after the questionable look John sent her. "We all took turns riding a mechanical bull. We somehow went to some country bar. Victoria fell hard off of it and hit her head which is why she has a black eye." She began laughing at that with John joining in. "Oh that's not even the best part! Dawn has the tattoo because she was able to stay on there the longest out of all of us and that's why she picked horns. Bull horns? Why not the whole bull?"
"Maybe she grabbed the horns and that's why she was able to stay on for a long time?"
Lita shrugged. "Who knows. Oh my God!"
"Now what?"
"Chelsea said she wanted to get her tongue pierced but would only do it if one of us did it with her and I volunteered for some stupid reason. Whatever. I'm not worried about it. I guess I'll take it out soon."
"Wow," was all John was able to say. He had to wonder where Trish lost her ring but he didn't question it because he was sure Lita didn't remember that.
"Let's go. We need to get loads and loads of coffee on our way to the studio if we want this to be bearable for either of us. I need it." John simply nodded as he followed after Lita so they could head to practice. He had a feeling that practice with a hungover Lita wasn't going to go as smoothly as Trish would have liked it to.
"Ow!" Lita yelled for what felt like the hundredth time during practice as she stepped away from John. The two had been practicing for almost two hours already. They were getting most of it down except for when he kept stepping on her foot even though he wasn't the only one guilty of stepping on the others foot. "Stop stepping on my feet! You can't dance!"
"I'm not the only one stepping on the others feet." John retorted. "You're stepping on mine too."
"I'm hungover!"
John rolled his eyes. "Stop using that as an excuse. You wouldn't be yelling if you still felt that way. We have a few more minutes before our time ends. Let's just hurry and get this over with so we don't have to do this anymore and can leave."
"You're mean," Lita feigned hurt. "You're acting like you don't want to dance with me. Is there something wrong with me? Do I repulse you? How rude."
John rolled his eyes once again. "Shut up."
"You're really mean. I don't like you."
"You're weird. Stop acting like a child."
"Whatever. Hurry up so we can get this over with."
John smirked before replying to that. "Now who's being the mean one."
"Shut up," Lita rolled her eyes. "Remind me to kill Trish for making me stuck with you."
"Now that wasn't very nice."
"Guess who doesn't care? If you guessed me, then good job! You win nothing!"
John said nothing, simply rolling his eyes as he walked closer to her so they could continue with the next steps of the dance. He was previously wondering how well this would have went down given Lita's hungover state, but surprisingly, it went pretty well. Well, after she stopped complaining about Trish's music choice and the fact that the music was too loud. The six cups of coffee she had definitely did the trick. He guessed he was lucky that her caffeine addiction was something that didn't change over the years because that was the only thing making this tolerable for the both of them. If it weren't for the coffee, Lita would be in a sour mood and if she was in a sour mood, then John would be paying for it, but luckily, that wasn't the case. It was actually kind of fun.
"Finally!" Both John and Lita exclaimed in unison half an hour later after they completed the whole dance once full way without making a too big of a mistake or stepping on the others feet.
"You want to do it one more time?" Lita began to ask. "There were still very small mistakes we can probably get right if we practice one more time. Plus, it was actually fun when we started to get it down. We still have a few more minutes."
John shrugged. "Don't care either way."
The two continued the dance from the beginning after John restarted the music. All of it went smoothly until the end when John stumbled and tripped over Lita's feet sending her falling back on the floor when he knocked into her. John tried to stop her from falling, but wasn't successful because his own balance was off and he fell on top of her. Without thinking, he purposely landed on his elbows as a way to try and not fall on her fully so he wouldn't crush her. But that didn't help much as he did land on top of her, but he immediately got up without actually hurting her. Had he been thinking, he would have used his hands instead of his elbows and maybe it wouldn't have hurt as much.
The two began laughing at their mishap with the current superstar still hovering over the former diva. It seemed like neither of them was too hurt with the fall even though John's elbows were stinging just a bit. Lita was lucky she didn't hurt her head.
"Get off of me," Lita said through laughter.
"I can't," John replied as he continued to laugh as well. "My elbows hurt."
"It's your own fault for making me fall."
"Hey, I tried to stop that from happening."
"You failed."
"You're the one who wanted to keep practicing."
"Again, it's your fault." John opened his mouth to reply, but he wasn't able to say anything because he was too busy laughing along with Lita. Laughter was definitely contagious.
They stopped laughing all of a sudden and both of their expressions changed to a serious one when they became aware of their predicament. All the past feelings and memories began to flood in each of their minds. Once again, John wasn't using his brain when he moved down closer to Lita. He could feel her breaths were shaky probably out of nervousness. Next thing they knew, John was kissing Lita with her immediately responding back. The kiss deepened within moments with neither of them actually comprehending what was going on. She raised her arms to him slowly until she clasped them behind his neck.
They probably would have stayed that way for a while longer if it weren't for the fact that John's phone began to ring. They came back to reality after they heard the sound of John's phone ringing before he removed himself from Lita. Lita sat up and looked over at John who walked to the other side of the room and answered his phone. She couldn't hear what was being said because music was still playing on the stereo they were using, but she had a funny feeling it was Mickie.
John turned back around after he hung up the phone and looked at Lita who immediately looked down at her hands fidgeting in her lap. He shook his head thinking what a huge mistake he just made knowing she had to be feeling the same way.
"We should probably go," John said breaking the silence to which Lita merely nodded and got up from the floor, still avoiding eye contact. "That was-"
"Your wife." That was more of a statement than a question that left Lita's mouth. "She wants you back now because she doesn't want you to spend any more time with me."
John nodded. "Yea." He began to rub the back of his neck out of nervousness before he spoke again. "Look, what just happened-"
"Forget about it," Lita interrupted once again when she finally was able to look at John, but not for long. "It was a mistake."
"We weren't thinking. It just happened."
"Well, it can't happen again. You're married. You're about to start a family with her." Even though you kind of have one with me, Lita silently added.
"Yea," was all John was able to say. "I'm sorry."
"Me too. It would be best to pretend it didn't happen and to not let it happen again. Let's just go. Your wife is waiting for you and thanks to her, I'm sure my son is impatiently waiting for me too." With that said, Lita grabbed her bag and began to head out the door with John following soon after. Both of them were thinking the same thing: If the kiss was a mistake, then why didn't it feel like it? Why did it feel good like they needed and wanted it? Whatever the case, it was going to be a long and quiet ride back to Trish and Randy's house. At least the wedding festivities were close to coming to an end.
Thanks for reading. Thanks for the reviews. Hope you liked the chapter. Tell me what you think, please and thanks. :)
I know every one missed Mickie, but don't worry because she will be back in the next chapter and will finally confront Lita.
