Switched
Chapter 11
Author's Note: Sorry for the major long update! I was suffering from writers block and I had tons of stuff to do for Uni.
Thank you to everyone who has read and reviewed so far. Hope you like this chapter!
Awww loves young dream...
I kissed her! I actually kissed her...I enjoyed it! Man, what's wrong with you? You let Trish walk away from you? You are an asshole! A great big stupid asshole! It was the middle of the night and Randy Orton could still not believe what had happened between him and Trish. They kissed. He was pissed off with himself as he let her walk away...he never let her know how he felt.
Sipping a beer and aimlessly flicking through the channels on TV; Randy tried to push those thoughts aside but alas; he had no luck. The memory of her soft, luscious lips (his actually) on his (Trish's) and how she moaned when he deepened the kiss was imprinted in his mind.
Aaaaaaaaahhh...loves young dream...you're such a sap, ya know that? Randy jumped ten feet in the air.
"ARIEL!" He yelled then composed himself, taking a steady breath to calm his nerves. "Alright, witchy, you've had your fun...show yourself." Randy said angrily as he could hear the witch but not see her.
Immediately she re-appeared in front of him, glaring at the ceiling and rubbing her left arm.
"Are you ok?" Randy asked puzzled as she continued to glare at the ceiling.
"I'll be fine...he thinks he's so great..." Ariel muttered, quickly glancing at Randy. "What's the point in being a witch when you can't even use your powers all the time?" She asked loudly, diverting her attention back to the ceiling.
"Um...that's the ceiling, it's just plaster...it can't hear you cause it doesn't have ears." Randy pointed out and grinned slightly as his little joke.
Ariel slowly lowered her head and the mysterious look she gave Randy wiped the grin off his face.
Damn she's weird. He thought. He cleared his throat and folded his arms.
"Why are you here? It's the middle of the night if you haven't noticed..." Randy began.
"Cut the crap Blondie...you love her..." Ariel said bluntly, a triumphant smirk formed across her face. She had Randy right where she wanted him.
"I-I...you don't know what you're talking about." Randy hit back lamely. He knew full well what Ariel was on about. Did he really love Trish? He couldn't stop thinking about her and wondered if she felt the same...is that what love felt like?
Ariel watched him ponder in his thoughts. The smile remained on her face. Randy couldn't help but tingle inside when he thought about Trish.
"Okay, maybe love is such a strong word...admit it Orton! You have feelings for Trish but you're too scared to let her know how you feel..."
"I am so not scared." He retorted then stopped. He didn't talk like that.
Ariel raised a brow then began to laugh at his new found womanish antics. Randy blushed and glared at her.
"Shut up! It wasn't that funny! I'm in a woman's body..." He snapped, balling his fists at his side.
"Whatever you say girlfriend!" Ariel giggled and snapped but stopped seeing he was in no mood for games.
"Sorry (she cleared her throat) I came here to see how you were..."
"Like you care... you think its fun to swap people's identities." Randy bitterly moaned and turned away from her so his face was buried in the pillow.
Ariel sighed and wandered over to the bed. Randy's face was still forced on the pillow. She sat on the end of the bed as if that would coax him to look at her. He didn't budge.
"You do know that it's rude to stare at your pillow when you have company...right?" Ariel pointed out sarcastically.
Randy just grunted into the pillow causing the witch to roll her eyes at him.
"Sorry? I didn't catch that. I'm a witch/human not a pig...we generally talk to one another." Ariel said, staring at the back of his head.
Randy just grunted again and Ariel rolled her eyes. Men!
She looked at Randy then back at the ceiling. Sorry Albus but this is too good an opportunity to miss.
Randy yelled and jumped about 10 feet up into the air. Ariel giggled with glee as he now turned to face her, his blonde hair slightly frazzled. His eyes were blazed with anger/annoyance.
"You shocked me!" He said through gritted teeth.
"Oh please!" Ariel rolled her eyes. "You were being rude...I was simply trying to get your attention and nothing seemed to be working...it's not my fault you're such a stubborn ass!" Ariel pointed out.
Randy stared at the woman opened mouthed, he was tired and just wanted to sleep, he had taken part in a rough match, almost got kissed my John Morrison (eeew) and then the WWE nutcase happened to make a re-appearance at his hotel room.
"Look I appreciate that you wanted to check up on me...I'm fine. Now, will you kindly see you self out? I am tired and..."
"I need a rest because I am such a busy person...blah blah blah! You are such a dumbass Randall! I know you just want rid of me..." Ariel stated knowingly.
"Can you blame me?" Randy hit back shutting the woman up. Ariel stared at him as he stalked closer to her.
"You waltz in here with your little jokes...this is all a game to you, isn't it? A laugh? Well Newsflash...it isn't! Do you have any idea how much stress I...no...Trish and I are in because of you?"
Ariel was about to protest when Randy pointed an accusing finger at her. He then continued his little rant.
"You waved your little stick..." Randy began.
"Um it's called a wand...a stick is a brown thing you throw to dogs...mines is a silver, sparkly..." Ariel informed him but stopped when Randy just stared at her.
Ariel blushed then cleared her throat. "Y-you were saying?"
Randy then resumed screaming at her and when he was done he sent her a death glare. Ariel looked at him crest fallen and her bottom lip quivered.
Oh shit here comes the water works. Randy sighed as he watched Ariel cry. He didn't mean to be that harsh.
"Ariel...Ariel? Ariel look I'm sorry...I –I didn't mean to upset you..." Randy gently began.
Ariel who was now sobbing uncontrollably just stared at him through her tears.
"Yeah right! I know you hate me! You always have...I just thought I could do something nice for a change but as usual it gets thrown back in my face." Ariel tearfully announced as she made her way to the edge of Randy's bed. She just stared at the ground.
Randy sighed then wandered over to her. He sat down beside and gently stroked her arm.
"Look I'm sorry I yelled at you. I do appreciate what you've done for me (Ariel looked up at him doubtfully) I do! It's just this is so hard and I don't know if I'll be able to pull it off..." Randy truthfully admitted and a small smile formed across her face.
"What's so funny?" He asked trying to not grin as he was happy she had cheered up.
"Nothing...it's just (she turned to him and smiled) you always seem so cool and fearless and I would never have imagined the Legend Killer to be so afraid." Ariel replied laughingly.
She looks pretty when she laughs. Maybe if she toned down the witchy-ness she might get a boyfriend... Randy thought as Ariel pulled a hankie out of her glove and wiping her eyes.
"Deary me...Is that the time? I'm sorry I kept you...I better be going." Ariel said as she glanced at her watch.
"Do you want me to walk you to the door?" Randy asked standing up.
"No that won't be necessary..." Ariel announced as she raised a hand. Randy frowned when she pulled out some glittery purple powder.
"Sleep tight Randal...don't let the bedbugs bite!" Ariel said in a booming voice. Randy jumped in fright as a bang went off then smoke appeared where the woman stood...
"Damn it! This worked last week at the grocery store...I'll be damned if I had to pay $1.89 for stamps..." Ariel cried in frustration and coughed as the smoke went down her throat. The smoke disappeared and she looked frazzled and pissed off.
"Um are you okay?" Randy asked uneasy.
"I'm fine...I should have known." She muttered darkly looking at the ceiling before stomping to the door and exiting the room.
Randy stood there for a moment then shook his head. Climbing into bed he yawned then drifted off to sleep.
A/N – Please review and the next chapter will be up soon!
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