Career Choices…With Dad

Chapter 11

"Lil, he didn't mean to scare you, it was just a stupid joke!" John pleaded as Lily threw her stuff into her duffle bag angrily after the show.

"He scared the shit out of me, John! You have no idea how many nightmares I've had as a child because my dad was too stupid to make me leave the room when he watched 'It' I hate clowns!" she yelled, her face red with fury.

John shook his head and slumped onto the bench as Lily grabbed her bag and left the room. He sighed, scrubbing his face with his hands, his frustration shifting to Randy and his stupid pranks.

"He's such a fucktard," he muttered, getting to his feet and chasing after his girlfriend.

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Lily made her way briskly toward the parking garage in the back of the arena. She ignored any and everyone who greeted her, her temper fueling her as she stomped toward her rental. When she got to her car she moodily threw her stuff in the trunk and climbed behind the wheel, checking the back seat and all the dark places before she pulled out.

"Lily, wait!" John ran after her car as she pulled out of her spot. "Stop!"

She slammed on the breaks at the sight of him, rolling down her window, "What are you doing?"

"Lily, wait, I'll come back to the hotel with you, just give me a second to get my stuff," he panted.

"Hurry up then, I'm tired and I'm not in a very good mood. You better have a plan to cheer me up."

John grinned and nodded, "You bet I do, I'll be right back," he assured her and tore off back into the building to get his stuff together.

Lily shook her head at him and smiled, only John would be able to make her laugh if she was in a truly shitty mood. "It just means we're meant for each other." she muttered with a smile.

"Of course we are," his voice greeted her, making her jump.

"That was fast."

"I just had to grab my bag and I didn't stop for a breath this time. Now can you unlock the door, I'm feeling a little light headed."

Lily rolled her eyes and unlocked the door. He climbed in and threw his stuff into the back seat, resting his hand on her thigh as she pulled out of the parking lot.

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"She's never going to talk to me again," Randy sighed with frustration.

He was rocking back and forth in his own locker room, Kayla trying hard not to laugh at him as she patted his back consolingly. Jeff was snickering in the corner, knowing randy was fucked if he still wanted to be friends with Lily after this.

"She'll get over it," Kayla cooed, running her fingers over the tattoo on his back.

"No she won't she holds grudges worse than any woman I've known, she's not talking to me for the rest of my fucking life," Randy muttered into his hands.

Kayla had to refrain for snorting with laughter and kept silent, continuing to massage his back soothingly. Jeff finally burst out laughing, his shoulders shaking as he tried to stop himself from making Randy feel even worse. Kayla grabbed one of Randy's knee pads and chucked it at his head, making him flinch.

"Ow! What was that for?" he pouted, rubbing his forehead where it had hit him.

"For being an asshole and making the situation worse, you dumbass!"

"Sorry," he shot, snapping his fingers like a valley girl.

Kayla fought to restrain another bout of laughter and got to her feet, piling Randy's things into his bag so they could leave.

"Come on Rand, change out of that stupid suit, we have to start heading back to the hotel. I want to talk to Lily before she gets mad at me too."

"Oh, so she'll forgive you but she won't forgive me, is it?" he snapped.

"I'm her best friend," she stuck her tongue out at him.

"I was her best friend first!" he yelled angrily. "Let's go."

Kayla made a face at Randy's back as he walked into the bathroom to change. Jeff got his feet and began pegging crumpled tissues and Randy's kneepads at Kayla in retaliation from before. She squealed and ducked under the bench to try and shield herself as Jeff laughed, picking up anything light he could find and throwing it at her.

"Will you two boneheads knock it off!" Randy yelled, stepping out of the bathroom.

Kayla stood up from her hiding place and moved up to Randy slowly. She wrapped her arms around his neck, tracing circles with her finder on the back of his neck.

"You are such a grouch to day, Rand, I think you need a massage," she muttered. "Your neck feels tight."

Randy raised his eyebrows in interest and Jeff made a disgusted face behind them. He stuck his tongue out pretending to wretch. Randy just happened to notice and he unlatched himself from Kayla, his eyes on Jeff.

"If you think it's so nasty you can get your own damn ride home," he snapped, grabbing his bag and holding his hand out to Kayla.

"No, I was just being stupid, I'm sorry! Can I still get a ride?" he whined, chasing after the two as they made their way to the garage. "Please?"

Kayla turned and nodded, her curly hair bouncing in her face, "But you have to go straight to your room, you can't hang out with us tonight. Randy nad I have some talking to do. We have to figure out our situation with Lily."

"Okay," Jeff nodded. "I wanted to actually stop by Lily's room anyway and see how she was faring. You really spooked her, Rand."

"I heard," he grumbled, his good mood disappearing at the return of the subject.

The three piled into Randy's rental, Jeff keeping his mouth shut to stay off of Randy's bad side. He kept his distance all the way to the hotel, making his way quickly to the elevators to head to Lily's room.

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I know this one is short, but I couldn't really think of what to write. This is just a little filler chapter and then I'll get into the full swing argument between Lily and Randy. I couldn't stop thinking about the next chapter that I had no idea what to write for this one. But I promise next chapter will be better…and longer. But I hope you all liked it nonetheless.

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Sadie