Twin Disaster
Chapter 11: Autographs?
Brittany sat moodily in the corner of the game store that John was scheduled to make an appearance at. She sat with her legs crossed, her foot jiggling with annoyance as she watched her sister flirt and laugh with John at the autograph table. John glanced over at her, looking away quickly when their eyes met, making Brittany's temper burn.
The two had just had a conversation that did not go in Brittany's benefit at all. Generally, he told her to get a life and leave him alone, and she was not about to just pack up and leave without a consolation prize.
"Alright, my hand hurts," John groaned after three hours of signing autographs and taking pictures with his fans.
Rianna laughed and grabbed his hand, massaging his fingers for him as the crowd dissipated into other parts of the mall. She could feel eyes on her back as she did so and turned to meet Brittany's glare.
"John, I'll be right back, I think Brittany needs to talk," she got to her feet, pushing the wrinkles from her black and purple plaid skirt and strode over to her sister. "What's up?"
"Nothing that concerns you," she grumbled her eyes on John as he got to his feet with the WWE title.
"It has to concern me or else you wouldn't be glaring at me, Brittany, I know this is about John. Out with it," Rianna pressed, blocking her sister's view of John.
"Why did you tell him to tell me to fuck off?" she asked, her temper flaring.
"He said that?"
"Just about!" Brittany yelled, jumping to her feet. "He said I was too clingy and he felt strangled and he wanted to 'take a break' for a while!"
Rianna had to fight a laugh, pressing her lips together as they trembled with laughter. Brittany seemed to notice and her eyes brimmed with tears.
"See! You did tell him to say that!" she sobbed. "You always get what you want and I never even get a chance with anything!"
Rianna's jaw dropped as her own temper flared, "I get everything? Brittany are you sure you're mentally ok? Last time I checked, you were the bleach blonde every guy in school wanted. You had all the guys drooling over you whenever you walked down the fucking hallway, so now the one time I get the attention of a guy that I want, you think I get everything!? Wake up, sister, maybe you need to step back and realize what you've been doing to me all these years."
Brittany gaped at her twin as she stomped away, the realization hitting her hard. She let the tears fall and ran from the store, making her way to the limo to take her back to the hotel.
"Is she all right?" John asked softly as he watched Brittany run from the store.
"Probably just realizing I was right for once," Rianna said smugly as John got to his feet.
"Right about what?"
"That she's been stealing from me all my life and I'm finally getting something that I want and she can't have," Ria explained, getting to her feet as well.
"You mean me," John smiled, placing his title in its case and following her from the store as security flocked around them.
She smiled and nodded, "Yes, I mean you."
John laughed and took her hand, entwining his fingers with hers. She looked up at him with bright eyes and he laughed, pecking her lightly as they strode out to the parking lot.
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"Hey Brit, are you okay?" Randy asked softly as she rushed past him in the hotel lobby.
She paused and looked up at him with streaming eyes before rushing to him, hugging him tightly. He looked confused for a moment before rubbing her back consolingly.
"I don't know why you're here but I'm glad you are," Brittany sobbed into his shirt.
"Why, what's wrong?" he asked, prying her off him before she soaked his shirt.
She shook her head, her blonde hair falling in her face, "It's just Rianna and John…I don't want to talk about it."
"Okay," Randy muttered, scratching the back of his neck as they fell into an awkward silence.
Brittany looked up at him for a moment before she narrowed her eyes in confusion, "Wait, why are you here, anyway?"
Randy shrugged, his blue eyes on the elevators only a few feet away, "I was bored just sitting at home doing nothing so I figured, why not visit my friends on Raw. I spent a lot of time thinking too. You're really not as bad as I thought, just a bit overly enthusiastic sometimes…" he trailed.
"What's that supposed to mean?" she demanded, placing her hands on her pink mini-skirt clad hips.
"Nothing," he said quickly. "I'm just saying, maybe we could try and get together sometime."
A smile spread across her face at his words and she took a step closer to him, her hazel eyes gleaming happily, "Are you sure? I mean, you did tell me a lot of things that I wasn't too pleased about."
"And I'm sorry, so can we just kiss and make up?" Randy asked hurriedly, annoyance in his face.
Brittany shrugged, figuring it was better than nothing, "Fine, but we only have a few more days before I have to go back home to New York. Why don't we make the best of it now?"
Randy raised his eyebrows at her and she grinned, taking his hand and leading him toward the elevators. He smiled, knowing he was going to get what he set out for and let her pull him into the nearest one.
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"Where do you think she went?" Rianna muttered curiously a half hour later as she and John returned to their room.
"Dunno, but she's not here," John shrugged, taking a seat on the couch and pulling Rianna onto his lap.
She laughed, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing her forehead to his, their eyes locked on each other. She closed the space between them, kissing him passionately.
"I'm going to miss you when we leave," she whispered, running her finger over his cheek.
"Shit, I forgot you were leaving at the end of the week," he frowned. "You can't leave, I want you with me."
"John I kinda have no choice, the only reason why I'm here is because of the contest. I have to leave whether you want me to or not."
John kissed her again, pulling her to him. She adjusted her position so she was straddling his lap and she rested her head on his chest. "I can't believe we're leaving on Friday. It's going to be so strange to go back home."
"When I get the time off I'll visit, I promise," John smiled, placing a soft kiss on her forehead. "I won't forget you."
Rianna grinned and got up from his lap. John made puppy eyes at her, not wanting her to leave and she looked at him over her shoulder seductively. She winked, fingering her t-shirt and mimicked pulling it over her head before disappearing into her bedroom.
John raised his eyebrows with a grin before quickly following her, his mind set on having her before the day's end.
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Okay that's it for now. Next chapter will prolly be them saying goodbye and all that fun stuff. I can't believe the story is almost over. Oh, well, don't forget to review!