No Getting Over You
Chapter 10
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone in TNA or the WWE...if I did, that'd be phenomenal! But sadly, it's not the case. I can only claim Jamie for my own.
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"Your match was awesome tonight," Lauren said, as she and Jamie sat backstage after a house show.
"Thanks, babe. I'm just so excited about the iMPACT! taping in two weeks."
"Because of our tag team match?"
"Absolutely," Jamie replied with a smile.
"It's gonna be so much fun. We're gonna dominate."
"I know."
"So what are we doing tonight?"
"Well, do you want to go out with everyone?" Jamie asked.
"Where's everyone going?"
"To some club around here," she casually replied.
"I'll go, if you go."
"Awesome. Let's do it."
"Cool. What time?"
"Probably around like 11."
"Awesome. Who else is going?"
Jamie shrugged, tyring to hide the grin forming on her face. "Lacey mentioned something to me about it last night…"
"Well, regardless of who'll be there, we'll have fun."
"Exactly."
"So, then, we'll go back to the hotel in a bit and get ready. I call dibs on dressing you!" Lauren called.
"Oh God. This is going to be a mistake, isn't it?"
"Hey! I make you look good!" the blonde argued.
"Yeah, especially if I'm going to be hanging around on a street corner, working on a second income."
"Hey!" Lauren protested. Jamie laughed. "You looked hot when I dressed you. Not like a hooker."
"I know. I know. You can dress me," she agreed with a smile.
"Yay!"
"I hope you-know-who is going."
Lauren narrowed her eyes at Jamie. "He better stay the hell away from you."
"Sometimes I really think about giving him another shot," Jamie admitted, looking down.
"Well, is that something you want?"
Jamie bit her lower lip and shrugged. "I dunno. Like I want to be with him-definitely-but I don't know if I could do it again. It might just end up being another situation where I get totally screwed over even more than before, if I go for it."
"Well, take it slowly. Don't rush into any decisions."
"It's hard not to."
"I can imagine. You seriously haven't been with anyone but him in years. He's the only one…since you were like what? 19?"
Jamie nodded. "Yeah. I mean, I had opportunities. One night I was backstage at WWE, and Jeff was just being a complete prick to me, someone tried to get through to me and wanted a chance…"
"Oh? Do tell."
"Well, I was crying after we got into a fight, and Jeff was just being so nasty to me. And Randy Orton found me sitting by myself, just hysterical. We ended up talking, and he actually make me feel a lot better. And um…" A smile spread across Jamie's face. "He leaned in to kiss me. I stopped him and told him I couldn't, but he told me that if I ever changed my mind, he wanted a chance to show me how I deserve to be treated," she fondly remembered.
"Wow, and you never went after him?" Lauren asked in disbelief.
"Nope."
"Does Jeff know?"
"Well, after yet another fight, this time in front of everyone, Randy got involved and told him off. It was actually very sweet of him to do…not that it helped, of course. I wasn't allowed to be near Randy after that. Jeff got so jealous," she recalled.
Lauren smirked. "I have an idea."
"Oh no."
"Well, isn't the WWE tour like an hour away from here?" she asked, that mischievous flicker in her eyes.
"Yeah…"
"So, maybe we could have a certain Legend Killer meet us while we're out."
Jamie laughed. "Absolutely not."
"Oh come on. Jeff will flip the fuck out."
"I know, but…I don't want to cause any trouble, and if I were to ask someone to come by, that'd be asking for it," she said, grinning like crazy.
"Do you know something?" Lauren asked, getting highly suspicious.
"Me?"
"Yeah, you."
"Definitely not," she obviously lied.
"You're lying."
"I know nothing about the guys from the WWE coming to a random club in the area, and then, someone telling Lacey to spread the news to everyone that they all have to come out to what turns out to coincidentally be the same club."
"Are you serious?"
"I'm serious. I know nothing. Uncle Paul didn't call me earlier to confirm any plans we may or may not have spoken about at an earlier date."
"Is your uncle gonna be there?"
"As far as I'm aware, he would never convince the guys he works with to come to a club with him in the area to hang out with me. Never ever," she said with an innocent smile.
"Oh. My. God. This is going to be the most amazing night in the history of the planet," Lauren whispered.
"I need you to make me look amazing tonight."
"Oh. Don't you worry. I've got you taken care of. You're going to knock 'em all dead," she said without the slightest hint of doubt in her voice.
"Thank you."
"Oh no. Thank you. You've seriously just given me some amazing entertainment for the night."
"I hope so."
"Okay. I think we're ready," Lauren said, admiring her handiwork. She put Jamie in a short, hot pink denim skirt, a very flattering, strapless black corset top with hot pink detailing and a pair of strappy black heels. She kept her friend's hair down, and her make up was flawless.
"Wow. You're really good at this," Jamie commented, examining her look in the floor length mirror.
"Why thank you. I'm not sure your uncle will be particularly proud of my work, but it comes with the territory."
Jamie laughed. "He'll be fine. Once he sees how much this will torture Jeff, if he's there, he'll be thrilled."
"He doesn't like Jeff?"
"Well, he did, but after he saw how I was when he left me…well, not such a fan. He seriously just wants Jeff to suffer every moment of every day."
"In that case, I'm really, really praying that Hardy shows up," Lauren said. "In fact…" She pulled her Blackberry off of the night table and quickly made a call.
"Hello, you hot piece of ass."
Lauren rolled her eyes. "I doubt your wife would appreciate that. You can be such an asshole."
"Do you realize who you're talking to?"
"Good point. Anyway, I need a huge favor."
"Bring it."
"Jeff has to go tonight."
"Okay…?"
"To the club with everyone."
"We're going. Don't worry."
"Oh. Thank God."
"Why?"
"Oh, you'll see when you get there."
"I like the sound of that."
"Good. See you soon." With that, Lauren hung up. "He will be there."
Jamie smirked. "Something I don't like being mean and devious and conniving, but right now, I love it."
"I always love it. I hope he cries."
"Not gonna lie, if I'm drunk I'll probably end up being the one who's crying."
"You won't cry. If it goes my way, you'll be dancing on a bar," Lauren encouraged.
"That doesn't really surprise me."
"Well, trust me, this is your night. You're going to show him exactly what he's missing, and he's going to pay for everything he's done. And if you end up getting drunk and sleeping him, well…that'll just add to the insane amount of enjoyment we'll be getting out of this whole situation."
"You're evil."
"I know," she proudly agreed.
"This is like a partnership made in Heaven," Jamie gushed, pulling her newest best friend in for a hug. Lauren reciprocated by wrapping her arms around Jamie.
"Seriously. We were meant to be. But now, it's time to meet up with everyone downstairs. Let's show you off!"
"Let's go!"
Everyone took cabs to the club. Because there was no show tomorrow, everyone could deal with being hungover. Jamie, Lauren, Ashley (Madison Rayne), Lacey (von Erich), and Jamie (Szantyr AKA Velvet Sky) all went in one cab. Jamie and Lauren gave the ladies a quick rundown of what would be going down that night. They were all quite excited about the prospects the evening held. Everyone loved a little bit of drama being added into the mix.
When they all arrived, there was a line outside of the popular club. The bouncer waved them all in. The women walked through to the door and went inside. Jamie immediately spotted her uncle, hanging out with Randy Orton, John Cena, John Hennigan (Morrison), Matt Korklan (Evan Bourne), Mike Mizanin, Eve Torres, Ted DiBiase Jr., Nattie Neidhart, TJ Wilson (Tyson Kidd), and Maryse. Jamie ran over to Paul and hugged him. He lifted her up and wrapped her in a huge bear hug.
"Oh my God, I've missed you so much," he softly said, before finally setting her down.
"I've missed you, too."
"You look great…a little revealing…but that just leads me to believe a certain dickhead will be here soon enough," Paul said, quickly scanning the surrounding crowd for a certain face.
Jamie laughed. "Yeah. He'll be here."
"I'll restrain myself from punching him in the head," he said, nonconvincingly.
"Oh trust me. I've got this under control. I have my girls here," she said, pointing out her female friends. "Uncle Paul, these are my Knockout ladies-Lauren, Ashley, Jamie and Lacey," she introduced.
"Very nice to meet you all. I've heard you've been taking care of my niece, and I appreciate that."
A pair of strong arms wrapped around Jamie's shoulders from behind. She recognized the tattooed arms and turned to face Randy Orton. "Hi," she said with a smile.
"Hey beautiful. Long time, no see."
"Too long," she said, hugging him. Jamie greeted all of her old friends and introduced them to her new ones. She was determined to make this night one of the best ever.
Everyone was having a great time drinking, dancing, and talking. It had been such an awesome night, thus far, when Jamie caught sight of Jeff for the first time, sitting at the bar with Shannon. She inwardly smiled, knowing that he would see her dancing with the group and having fun without him. Paul was sitting at the bar with Ken, John Cena, and Matt. Her uncle saw her notice her ex and winked at her.
"Hey hot stuff…wanna dance?" Randy asked, his lips almost touching her ear. She smiled and nodded, bringing her Malibu and Pineapple with her, as he escorted her onto the dance floor. Jeff could easily see them. In fact, Jamie felt his eyes on the two of them, as Randy brought his hand onto her lower back. The two began moving in synch with each other and with the music. Paul saw and smiled at her. Lauren gave her a thumbs up. Jamie smiled and brought her free hand onto the back of his neck, pulling herself closer to him.
After a few songs, they ended up in the middle of a group of all of their friends. The drinks were flowing like crazy. Randy was showing definite interest in Jamie, and she was eating it up. She was especially happy for the situation because Jeff could see absolutely everything that was going on.
"Let's do shots!" Lauren yelled.
"Yes!" Jamie agreed. The group made their way over to the bar and downed a round of Skittle shots, followed by a round of Jager Bombs. It was after the Jager Bomb that Jamie realized Jeff was making his way over to her. She got another Malibu and Pineapple. She turned to join everyone on the dance floor, pretending she hadn't seen him approaching, when he finally reached her.
"Hey Jame."
"Hi Jeff," she greeted, stopping in her tracks. She was definitely drunk at this point. He was barely buzzed, opting to not get drunk because he wanted to keep an eye on Jamie and be in complete control of his actions...AKA he knew if he got wasted, he'd probably end up going after Randy and getting himself into trouble.
"You look incredible," he said, searching for anything to say. Jeff was nervous being around her. He didn't want to mess anything up and had to watch every word he spoke to her.
She drunkenly smiled. "Thanks."
"So, do you wanna dance?" he hopefully asked.
"You can join us in our little group. Bring the guys," she invited.
"Okay. Cool. Thanks." Jeff wanted to dance with her the way Randy had. He wanted to pull her close and feel her body against his, but he'd have to accept that she wasn't going to make it that easy for him. He'd take whatever he could get at this point, anyway. So, he turned around and walked back over to the guys who had been sitting at the bar, except her Paul. He had already left the bar because he had an early flight to catch to get home to Stephanie and their girls. Before he left, though, Paul had warned everyone to make sure Jamie was safe. The threatening look he shot Jeff on his way out confirmed that he was the one that her uncle was most worried about
Eventually, it was a wrestling melting pot on the floor, with both the WWE and TNA groups together, mingling and having fun. The majority of the group was intoxicated.
Between the drink, the shots, the dancing, the grinding-it was really quite an evening. Jeff hadn't gotten close enough to Jamie. It was quite frustrating to him, considering the only reason he had come out was to get closer to her. The fact that Randy Orton was there and making his presence known, especially to Jamie, was absolutely infuriating. He knew the WWE Superstar had always had a thing for her. Seeing as Jamie seemed to be all flirty with him, as well, Jeff was damn near ready to lose his mind. He knew he was going to have to really step up and make things happen with Jamie, if he had any sort of chance with her.
Jeff was keeping his eyes on the woman he was in love with, though. As soon as he had an opening, he pulled her into his arms. She smiled the second their eyes met. The two began dancing with each other. Everyone watched the two, interested in the latest development of the Jamie/Jeff saga.
His hands were on her lower back. Her arms were draped over his shoulders. He pulled her body closer to his. The two began grinding together, their eyes locked the entire time. It was quite an intense moment between the former semi-couple.
Once the song changed, Jamie pulled away, choosing to dance to Flo Rida's "Right Round" with Nattie, Lauren, Eve, Ted, Mike and Ken. Jamie, drunk as she was, kept reminding herself not to get too low on the floor because of the too short skirt. Jeff still couldn't manage to pull his eyes away from her. It was driving him absolutely crazy.
When Lady Gaga's "Poker Face" filled the club, Maryse and Lacey pulled Jamie up on the bar with them, causing Lauren to laugh, considering that earlier she had predicted that this would happen if she had her way. The girls were having a great time, each with a beer in hand, dancing on top of the bar. The girls were having fun, dancing with each other, drinking and singing along to the music, while their friends cheered them on.
Randy and Jeff were standing next to each other, not speaking a word. It was obvious that the two weren't exactly friends. They both wanted to say something but didn't want to cause a scene. Everyone in the WWE knew damn well that Randy had wanted Jamie for a couple of years. Everyone in both TNA and the WWE were well aware of Jeff's love for Jamie. The group was definitely keeping an eye on what was going on with the two men, praying that a fight wouldn't break out. The air was tense between the two. Jeff had to admit, he wanted nothing more than to punch Randy, but he wouldn't do it. It would cause too many problems, not to mention, there was a very high possibility that if he did hit the Viper, Jamie would definitely never speak to him again. So, he remained in his spot, not saying a word.
Finally, Randy spoke. "Please treat her better this time," he simply said.
Jeff looked up at him, confused. "What are you talking about?"
"Man, she fucking loves you. I mean, we all know I've always had a thing for her, but she's always only wanted you. And I'm cool with that, ya know? That's her decision, and I respect that. Just please, don't hurt her again. She doesn't deserve it. She's so beautiful, and she's an amazing person."
As soon as "Single Ladies" by Beyonce began pumping through the speakers, everyone heard Jamie yell, "OH MY GOD! I can do this dance!" The excitement in her voice was both funny and cute. Everyone laughed at her outburst, including Randy and Jeff, the two men who had focused all of their attention on her.
"I can do it, too!" Nattie replied, climbing up on the bar next to her, as the two began doing the infamous "Single Ladies" dance that Beyonce had made famous in her music video for the song.
"You know we're not together anymore, right?" Jeff pointed out.
Randy nodded. "Everyone knows that. But it's only for the time being. I'm sure that's gonna be changing soon enough."
"I don't know about that."
"I'm telling you, it's gonna happen…unless you're rather that I pursue her. If you'd prefer that, then, I'd have absolutely no problem..."
"Definitely not. You're the last person I'd want going after her. I'm just saying…"
"Why would you say that?"
"Because you're the person I'd be most afraid of going after her because she'd probably go for it," he admitted. Randy had to actively try to not let a smirk creep across his face. That would definitely cause problems.
The taller man shook his head. "Listen, Jeff, just work on things with her. I'm serious. You know I wouldn't be telling you to be with her, if I didn't mean it. She loves you. She's also the most incredible woman on this earth, so you just better treat her right."
Jeff nodded. "Thanks."
Randy gave him and nod and a smile, as the two continued watching Jamie and Nattie's performance on top of the bar.