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Chapter 10
Sitting in silence on the ride back to the hotel Ryan sat as far away from the young Orton as possible, All the others were pretty well gone to even notice the tension in the backseat. Randy sat staring out the window, stealing glances at her every chance he got.
Dave, the most sober of the bunch, stopped the SUV, half dragging the older men out of the vehicle and in to the hotel. Ryan got out of the black SUV, crossing her arms over her chest she walked inside right behind Paul and Shawn who were carrying each other to the elevator. Not wanting to be cramped in any more confined spaces with Randy she opted to take the stairs.
Watching her detour from the elevator Randy followed behind her slowly. He knew bad things could happen to young, drunk girls in stairways, even in a nice hotel. He climbed up the stairs watching her carefully, she could feel his presence and turned around the glare at him.
"What do you want Randy?" She asked harshly.
"Just making sure you get to your room ok. It wasn't very smart of you to take the stairs at night, in a strange place…" Randy stated as he climbed a few extra stairs to come nose to nose with the young Bautista.
"I already have a father to worry for me, I don't nee two of them…" She growled.
"Well your father is busy taking care of three overly drunk men right now… he didn't even see you walk up towards the stairs by yourself…" Randy stated matter-of-factly.
"When did you start caring?" She asked turning around and walking up the next flight of steps.
"I've always cared Ryan; you're just too stubborn to notice." Randy shouted as he ran, and stumbled up the stairs to catch up with her.
"You really tried when you would make all of your smart ass comments; and your perverted jokes…" She stated shooting him a glare from the next flight of stairs.
"Ryan you and I both know that, that's how I use to be…" Randy stated as he followed her up the stairs.
"Use to be?" She laughed. "What do you call that stunt you just pulled in the club?" She questioned.
"That wasn't a stunt Ryan…" Randy stated catching up with her and grabbing her arm. "That was reality…" He stated staring her in the eye.
Ryan paused and looked him in the face. She couldn't let guard down, not now. She shook her head and pushed him away.
"Well your reality is a little distorted Orton." She pulled open the door to their floor and walked swiftly to her room leaving Randy standing in the stairwell watching her, walk away.
Ryan glanced back at the door before entering her room. She walked in to the bathroom not even bothering to notice her father passed out on his bed. She locked the door behind her and sat down, she could feel her stomach tying in knots, her nerves were shot, she didn't know what this feeling was that was washing over her but she didn't like it.
She didn't have control and that scared her. Turning the sink on she splashed some cold water on her face, looking herself in the eye, her black eyeliner slowly smearing with the water droplets she closed her eyes.
Get control of yourself Ryan. She scolded herself. You need to take control. This is your life… not theirs.
She opened her eyes again and looked at herself intently. Her bluish gray eyes piercing back at their own face, shaking her head she unlocked the door with a steady hand. She sifted through her suitcase looking for something to wear to bed. Finding a pair of boy shorts and ironically an old Evolution t-shirt with the Legend Killer himself on the front of it, she hoped in to bed and fell asleep.
"RYYYYAN…" A very annoying, nagging like voice came in the middle of her slumber. Ryan turned in the bed, pulling the covers over her head. "C'mon Rye, get up!" The voice became a little more clear as the covers were ripped off of her.
"Leave me alone…" Shemumbled.
"C'mon RYAN ELIZABETH!" The man in her room shook her fiercely.
"John leave me alone or I'll kill you…" Gritting her teeth she beat him in the stomach and chest as he tried to pry her off the bed.
He was successful in getting her out of bed by slinging her over his shoulder, "What in the world… damn…" John checked out her backside in the boy shorts.
"Jonathan Cena put me down… now…" She mumbled in an aggressive tone while slamming her fists in to his back.
"I'm going to go throw you in the pool wearing your RKO shirt if you don't cut it out…" John threatened. She stopped beating on his back and let her body go slack as he hauled her in to the hallway.
"What are you doing?" She questioned in a nervous tone.
"We're going to eat. Your father has requested your presence." John smirked with a fake British accent.
"But John I'm not even dressed yet…" She stated in a shocked tone.
"Man, that sucks for you…" John laughed as he got in to the elevator, not bothering to put her down.
"John I'm wearing hardly anything, my dad is going to shot you…" She protested.
"I don't think he will. Besides Orton will get a kick out of it…" John laughed as he waited for the elevator to come to a stop.
"You are a sick and evil man Jonathan Felix-Anthony Cena." She cursed.
"Why thank you my darling." John smirked as the door dinged indicating they had come to the lobby floor.
He hauled her out of the elevator and towards the small cafeteria of the hotel. She was being tossed in to a chair within 2 minutes. She looked at the faces around her, a very hung over Paul and Shawn, her tired Dad, and a very annoyed looking Randy Orton. She crossed her arms over her chest and looked from face to face, she tried her best to hide the shirt she was wearing, but Randy noticed it. His annoyed expression turned to one of amusement.
"What's with the shirt, Honey?" He asked her in a cocky tone.
"It was the only decent shirt I had clean last night, Darling." She retorted back with a bit of attitude.
The two stared at each other as everyone looked between the two. John cleared his throat and smacked Randy on the back of the head.
"So, did you have fun last night?" John asked looking over at Ryan. "You looked like you were."
"I had a great time, thank you." She stated picking at the plate of fruit in front of Shawn, who was just staring at it.
"I know I had a good time." Randy smirked as he glared over at her.
"Well, where are we off to today, boss?" Paul asked looking over at the young Bautista who was chomping away at Shawn's fruit.
"We have an interview at a local radio station, and then we're off to Cincinnati for the house show…" She stated looking over at him with a small smile.
"Alright, lets go get ready then, our interviews in what 20 minutes?" Dave asked looking down at his gold wrist watch.
The group got up from the table and walked to the elevator, Ryan stood on the other side of her father, making sure she was out of sight of the young Orton. She was the first out of the elevator and the first in to her room before anyone could say anything to her.
She jumped in the shower and washed her hair. She jumped out of the shower throwing on a pair of ripped up old jeans, a pair of black and white converse and a white tank top with a black skull on it she tied her hair up in to a ponytail. She was in her own world turning around coming face to chest with her father.
"Hey Dad…" She smiled up at him.
"Hey…" He stated looking down at her.
"What's up?" She asked.
"I was hoping you would tell me…" Dave stated glancing down at her.
"What do you mean?" She questioned.
"You and Orton… what's going on?" He asked.
"Nothing…" She smiled and went to grab her things.
"Ryan…" Dave stated sternly.
"He kissed me…" Ryan stated turning around to face him. "Are you happy now?" She asked him.
"What's wrong with that?" He questioned.
"I do not like him. He's cocky and arrogant and a complete ass…" Ryan stated her face showing no emotion what so ever.
"You and I both know that Randy isn't like that all the time. Only when he's putting up a front…" Dave stated as he walked in to the bathroom. "You know when he's trying to hide how he really feels…" He smirked to himself.
"Whatever…" Ryan rolled her eyes.
Dave shook his head as he climbed in the shower and got ready for their interview. About ten minutes later he was out fully dressed in jeans and a long sleeve off white shirt that clung to his muscles, the sleeves were pushed up showing off his gold watch and bracelet. Ryan smiled looking at her father.
"Hey dad…." Ryan got his attention as she zipped up her suitcase.
"Yeah sweetie?" Dave questioned turning to look at her.
"Have you talked to Angie lately?" She asked.
"Yesterday afternoon, why?" Dave questioned looking over at his daughter.
"I was just wondering, how are you guys doing?" She questioned pulling her bags back to the floor.
"We're doing alright, she's was happy to know about the 'misunderstanding'" Dave stated using finger quotations.
"I'm glad we got that settled…" Ryan sighed.
"Me too…" Dave nodded as they exited the room with their luggage.
They were met with John and Randy lugging their things out of their room and Shawn and Paul who were waiting already. Silently they all made their way down to the car, Dave in the driver's seat, John next to him, Shawn and Paul in the middle and the two youngest in the back. Ryan sat against the window like she had the night before with her sketch book out. She could see John's reflection in the rear view and started to sketch the scene before her.
Randy glanced over as the car came to a stop and smiled, she was very talented, and she could see things like no one else he knew. The vehicle came to a stop and Dave let them know that they had arrived at the interview location.
They walked in, were greeted by the promotional team and were ushered in to the studio where the radio show was going on. The VJ waved them in as he spoke in to the microphone.
"I'm being joined now by some of the greatest wrestlers of all time…" He announced. "'The Game' Triple H…The Heartbreak Kid, Shawn Michaels… the Animal Batista… the Legend Killer Randy Orton and the WWE Champ, John Cena…" He smiled and looked at Ryan. "And please do excuse me, probably the hottest publicist I've ever seen…" He stated smiling at Ryan. She looked over at him and smirked.
"Watch it there buddy…" Triple H stated putting on his headset and talking in to his microphone. "Orton here my RKO your ass" He smirked.
"Oh so this isn't a publicist, It's Randy Orton's girl?" The VJ asked with a naughty smirk. "Nice catch man…" He nodded at Randy who just gave a cocky smirk.
"Watch it buddy…" Batista remarked. "That's my daughter your talking about…"
"Batista's daughter, Randy Orton's girlfriend, what else can we label her?" the VJ asked.
"Ryan…" She stated simply looking at him with an arrogant smirk.
"Ryan it is then…" He laughed. "Well it's great to have you guys here, for the short time we do have you. We'll be taking some questions from the callers, some emails, and all sorts of things with the WWE Superstars, when we come back from this quick message form our sponsors…" He stated.
The light showed they were off the air and the guy looked at Ryan, "I'm sorry about that, I'm Jacob Summerland…" He introduced himself.
"Ryan Bautista. I'm Evolution, and John Cena's PA, nice to meet you." She smiled shaking his out stretched hand.
"Nice to meet you, we'll be going back on in abt 2 minutes, anything that's off limits?" he questioned. Ryan looked down at Randy and then back up at the VJ.
"Nope, everything is pretty much open…" She smiled.
"Great, oh and please don't take my comments seriously, I play a character… just like they do…" he smiled before sitting back down in his seat.
"Great, surrounded by characters… what more do I need?" She asked laughing to herself.
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