9
'There's something she's hiding'
"So how long's it been since you last spoke to her?" Mickie asked Randy, as they got out of her car and began walking inside the arena. She'd given her friend a ride before the house show that night, mostly as an excuse so she could find out what had gone wrong between him and Lana.
"It's been nine days exactly." Randy replied. "I tried so hard to make things work with her, but she was too afraid of commitment."
"A bit like you then." Mickie smiled.
"I was until I met her. I wanted to be with her so bad. Something must've happened to her to make her so... scared of opening up to people."
"You miss her, then?"
"Of course, but she's moved on, and I've got to as well." Randy replied, holding the door open for Mickie.
"How could she resist such a gentleman?" Mickie smiled at her friend, however her smile soon faded. "Don't look now, Rand, but she's over there."
- - -
Randy looked down the hallway where Lana was stood, looking at her phone. Her long dark hair was tied up, and she was wearing jeans, Converses and a black tank top, but in Randy's eyes, she looked as beautiful as ever. She briefly looked up at him; however her eyes quickly darted back down to her cell phone.
"Wow, is it going to be this awkward between you two forever?" Mickie laughed, smiling at Lana, who was her friend too.
"It looks that way, doesn't it?" Randy paused. Lana spent time on her phone; she always said that people who texted were rotting their brains. "There's something she'd hiding, I just know it."
"Well, what are you going to do about it?"
"What do you mean?"
"If you really like her, you'll find out what it is and you'll be there for her." Mickie looked back at Lana who was still attached to her phone. "Got any ideas, Einstein?"
"As a matter of fact, I do." Randy replied, rubbing his chin in a thinking manner. "Raw's in New Hampshire next week, right?"
"Yeah, why?"
"I'll be right back."
- - -
"Hey, Lana!" Randy walked towards his former love. As soon as she saw him, she turned on her heel and began walking in the opposite direction. "Lana, come back!"
"I don't want to talk to you, Randy!" She replied, and looked at him pleadingly. "Please, just leave me alone."
"I just want to borrow your phone actually." He said.
"Oh." Lana blushed. "What for?"
"I need to call my sister, it was her birthday party the other night, and I want to see how it went." He lied.
"Well I guess that's okay." Lana said. "I'll be in catering, give it back once you've finished." She turned on her heel again and walked off.
- - -
Randy quickly logged into her contacts. Thank God there were no passwords.
As he scrolled through the few numbers she had, he noticed Lana hadn't deleted his name or number, giving him a dash of hope.
There were no obvious contacts, no 'Moms' or 'Dads'. Instead he settled for 'Aunt Ellen'.
He saved the number into his own phone, knowing that when Raw hit New Hampshire, he'd be meeting the family.
READ & REVIEW :) Hope you enjoyed :)
