AN – BIRTHDAY SURPRISE !!
Ok, today is Shae's 18th Birthday !
I'm putting the chapter up today for her
Happy Birthday Cuz !
Last time
"What are you doing here?" I asked the man who was already sitting in my room when I entered
"I need to talk to you Orton," he said
"Go ahead Shawn"
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"Look Orton. I mean, Randy. I know that I've said some not so…nice things to you but, I wanted you to know, since it doesn't seem like anything I say is gonna make my daughter leave you, I'm giving you my permission to date Cheyenne." Shawn said
You could tell that it was hard for him to let down his guard and everything he stood for just so his daughter could be happy. He obviously wasn't crazy about the idea. But he saw that I loved her, and that's all that mattered.
"But," he continued.
Should've seen it coming
"If you hurt her, I'll break you in half and kick your teeth so far down your thro---"
"Dad, be nice,"
I turned around and Cam was walking out of my bathroom.
"What are you doing here Cam?" I asked
"Do you like your face?" he asked. Well, it is my money maker.
"You know how that super kick comes if you say one thing wrong." he said
Just then, I noticed Shawn was standing in his pre- super kick stance.
I backed up a little bit.
"I'm fine Cam. You and Paul can go," Shawn said
"Ok dad. But, don't kill Randy, he's my partner and we have a match tomorrow. Not to mention, Chey likes his face too," Cam said.
Shawn shot him a glance that meant murder
"Fine dad, I'm leaving. Paul! Paul!!" Cam shouted.
He kicked a blanket on the floor. Sure enough, Paul shot up, wiped the drool off his face and they both left with only Shawn and I in the room.
"Look Randy," Shawn continued. "I can see that you care about Cheyenne and I can't bear to see her hurt. So, take care of her Orton. She's all I have left."
Shawn looked like that took a lot out of him. I wanted to ease his mind because, despite what everybody thought, I wasn't going to hurt Cheyenne.
"I won't hurt her Shawn. She's too important for me to even think about hurting her."
"Thank you Randy, that's all I can ask."
"You're welcome Shawn."
"Ok, now that that's off my chest, I'm gonna head home, big day tomorrow. Thanks again Randy."
"You're welcome Shawn, see you tomorrow."
It was good to see that Shawn was ok with me and Chey dating now even though we already were.
It didn't feel like I was betraying him
After that, I jumped in the shower and laid down.
But I still couldn't sleep.
All the events from the night came rushing back to me.
--Chey's POV--
Last night after I got in, Shae and Dannie tried to get all the info about everything that happened that night but I shut them out.
I went up to my room and tried to go to sleep.
It didn't work. I was still thinking about Randy
Eventually I got to sleep but it didn't last long, I got up earlier than usual because I remembered something very exciting.
Yes, more exciting than last night, I know
The tour starts today.
I'm so excited. I couldn't believe that after training with my for over half my life, I was finally going to debut in the WWE.
Most girls' dreams are to become a doctor or a stay at home mom.
My dream was to become a diva.
It was still unbelievable.
I got up and went downstairs to the kitchen and fixed myself breakfast.
Soon after Dannie and Shae came downstairs and just stood there staring at me, waiting for me to spill the details.
I was gonna make it a little harder than that.
"Hey guys, Good Morning. How were your days yesterday?"
"Cut the bull crap Chey. What happened between you and Randy last night, other than the obvious spit swatting we saw on our front porch." Shae said.
"Well, Randy and I went to dinner," They were hating me right now.
"Really Chey, give us details. Stop playing with us." Dannie said pouting
I looked at them for a second. Then I told them everything that happened.
Well, I wasn't gonna keep it all to myself.
"Ok. He took me to Olive Garden, which you know is my favorite. He held my hand; that was sweet. But the night couldn't be perfect, we had thins annoying waitress that came over and flirted with him."
Annoying Whore.
"Anyway," I continued. "I ordered my usual and Randy ordered the Chicken Scampi . The waitress flirted some more, I told her off, we ordered dessert and that's it." I said.
"That's it, that's all Chey? Nothing else happened that you might wanna tell us?" Shae asked with a smirk.
"Well, we kissed…twice." I said
Their jaws dropped.
I just stood there waiting for them to snap out of it.
Shae came back first
"Is he a good kisser?"
"Amazing," I said. And I wasn't lying, he was a pretty darn good kisser.
"Yea, I bet." She said while looking off dreamily in to the sky.
"HELLO! Does the name Cameron mean nothing to you?" I asked snapping my finger in front of her face.
"Yea, of course. Oh! Speaking of Cam, you're not the only one that went on a date last night."
"Really now? Ok I spilled now you spill."
"Well, it was really sweet. It started off awkward, I could tell he was nervous, I was too, but it ended great, you're brother's amazing Chey."
Really, were we talking about the same Cameron?
"Good, I'm glad you had fun," I wasn't gonna burst her bubble.
"Well guys, I gotta head down to the arena. Tonight's the big night! You're gonna be backstage with me right?"
"Um, yea. I have something to do first but I'll be there," Dannie stuttered. I knew her all too well, there was something she wasn't telling me.
"Ok well, your passes are on the table by the door so you don't forget them but if you do, just call me."
"Ok, go get ready so you can debut. Ah! You're debuting, I can't even believe it Chey, we're so proud of you!" Shae said
"Thanks guys, ok I'm gonna go hop in the shower."
"Ok, I might not be here when you get out so, bye," Dannie said hugging me. She was already fully dressed and she was wearing a dress, something wasn't right. She's not a real 'dress' girl. She was gonna tell me later, for now, I let her go.
"Ok, bye Dannie."
"Bye Chey. Bye Shae," she said as she walked out of the front door.
"You know she's not telling us everything, right?" I asked Shae
"Of course but, I don't know, I think we should let her be. She's young."
"Whatever, I'm gonna go get in the shower," I said walking upstairs.
I picked out a pair of shorts and a tank top.
I wasn't sure of the outfit I was wearing yet and it was going to be about 100 degrees today.
It's always hot in Texas.
I jumped in and out of the shower and was ready to go by 8:30.
Paul told me I wasn't supposed to be there until 9:30.
I looked at myself in the mirror.
If only my mom could be here right now, she would've been so proud of me.
I miss her so much and I know she would have wanted me to do well.
And that's what I'm going to do.
I'm going to make her proud.
I looked at my face and realized something.
I was a diva now.
I probably should do something with my hair. Everybody's hair always looks amazing.
I decided, since my hair is naturally curly, like my dad told me my mom's was, I straightened it a little so that I still had some curl and I put in a bun on the side of my head. I put my bangs to the side and, if I do say so myself, I looked pretty.
I should probably start doing my hair every day. Usually I would just throw it in a ponytail in the morning and leave. I wasn't trying to impress anyone, until now.
I guess I should take on some more diva-like practices.
However, I refuse to sit in a makeup chair for 40 hours. It's just not me
At 9:05, I decided to leave the house, the arena was only 15 Minutes away but it was better to be early than to be late on the first day.
I went downstairs and found Shae sitting on the couch watching TV.
"I'm leaving Shae, see you later." I said
"Ok, good luck kid!" She yelled at me, not taking her eyes away from the TV.
I grabbed my duffle bag and my keys and I walked out of the house and got in my car
I got to the arena 20 minutes later, traffic
I walked in the arena and saw everybody hard at work, I felt so confident. I was ready for my debut.
And anything else that might come my way tonight.
--Randy's POV--
I had to get up really early this morning.
The production meeting was at 7 and my main concern was that I wasn't sure that they even served breakfast at 5.
Why it's this early, I don't know.
Usually our meetings are at 11:30, I guess there's a lot more to cover.
It's not my fault if I fall asleep.
I got up at 5:30, got ready, ate breakfast had about 3 cups of coffee and it was 6:30.
I left the hotel and got to the arena in almost 15 minutes.
I had a little time to spare so I decided to call Cam; I could see that he wasn't here yet.
"Hey Randy, where are you?" Cam asked
"I just got in the door, I'm about to go see if catering is here yet, I need some more coffee."
"Ok, I'm on my way there, I just got here but I came in the back way."
"Ok Cam, see ya man."
"Bye Randy." He said
I wonder what Chey's doing right now; well she doesn't have to be here until 9:30.
If she has good sense, she's still sleep.
I walked into the cafeteria, thankfully catering was already set up and I saw a few familiar faces here already.
I went straight for the coffee; it'll become your best friend on tour.
I was adding sugar when I heard someone come up behind me
"Hey Cam, did you walk the long wa—"I stopped and almost choked on my coffee.
It wasn't Cam.
It was Stacy and she was barely wearing anything, and I couldn't help but notice.
"Oh, hey Stacy," I said. She was going to be my partner; it would just be easier if I pretended to get along with her.
"Hey Randy, you like?" she twirled around and I saw some of the guys' sitting around jaw's drop.
Stacy really wasn't really all that much, I could think of someone more beautiful off the top of my head.
"This is my ring attire. Isn't it nice?" she asked.
I looked her up and down. It wasn't anything special but it was less than anything any other diva was wearing.
She was trying really hard.
I didn't like it.
"Yea Stacy, you look nice."
"Thanks Randy, I know. You don't look so bad yourself." She said
"So, where were you last night, I tried to call you," she continued running her finger across my chest.
"I was out," I said moving away from her. I had to get away from her.
"With who," she asked, she seemed a little angry, good
"I was out with Chey," I said. I looked at her
The look on her face was priceless, she looked dumbstruck.
"Well Randy, you're spending an awful lot of time with someone you're not even in a relationship with." She said with that snarky look on her face.
"Well, that's where you're wrong Stacy. We are in a relationship, now we are at least."
Now she just looked pissed.
"Wow Randy, you sure have changed from the playboy you used to be. I like it." She leaned in and whispered the last part in my ear.
I grabbed her by the arms and moved her away.
"Stacy, didn't you just hear me," I said "I'm gonna say it again, so you can understand it, I have a girlfriend. Cheyenne is my girlfriend, Stacy."
Heck, I knew she understood, it was just amazing to say, even now.
Just then Cam came around the corner and locked eyes with me.
As a best friend, he knew when I was in trouble and when he had to make the save.
"Hey Randy, Stacy, what's going on?" Cam asked when he came over.
I shot him a thankful glance when he came over. He nodded in response
"Everything's fine. I guess I'll see you guys later. Bye Cameron. Bye Randy." Stacy said walking away.
She bothers me, she only means trouble.
"Come on Randy, we gotta go, the meeting's starting."
I looked at my phone
Shit
It was 7:30 already.
Damn Stacy
Me and Cam ran to the production meeting
The worst thing you could do in the WWE is be late for a meeting with Vince.
--Chey's POV—
When I got to the arena I looked around and saw so many people doing so many things
I saw people carrying parts of the Jumbotron, I saw people carrying food, fabric and even boxes full of shoes.
This was something I was gonna have to get used to.
There was so much going on and I realized that I must look really stupid just standing here in the doorway.
I walked forward attempting to find the Diva's locker room.
I was walking for about 10 minutes. When I notices that there was a wall where there were labels as to where to go.
Apparently not only was the Diva's locker room to the left but the DX locker room was there too.
We get our own locker room. This is amazing.
I knew dad would come with benefits
Speaking of dad, I hadn't talked to him in so long.
I felt a withdrawal; he was still my father and the only parent I'd even known.
I was so happy today and I wanted to share this with my dad, I didn't want to fight with him anymore
I just wanted his support.
"Hey, you look lost."
I jumped out of my skin when I heard someone speak from behind me
Turns out, she was just as shocked as I was, she had to jump about 5 feet in the air too
We just stood there looking at each other for a while.
Then we burst out laughing.
"Wow, I wasn't trying to scare you half to death, I was just trying to help," she said still laughing
"Yea, I see. Thanks, I'm Cheyenne." I said
'Hey, I'm Mickie."
"I know, Mickie James, WWE Women's Champion, Congrats."
"Thanks, Cheyenne Michaels, Shawn's daughter. Everybody's been waiting to see you around here."
"Wow, I feel so special." I said laughing.
"Yea well hey, you do look kind of lost, do you wanna come meet the rest of the girls?" Mickie asked
"Sure, that'd be really nice, thanks Mickie." I said following her to the Diva's locker room
"Ok, here we are. Before we go inside though, I must warn you, you're pretty, people are threatened by that. And not every diva is so nice off camera."
"Thanks for the heads up Mickie," I said.
I was wondering how people could be so mean when having a dream job.
I quickly found out.
Mickie opened the door and it was all eyes on me.
I noticed all the divas from watching WWE religiously every week.
They seemed to be watching TV before I walked in.
Aw, it was one of Randy's matches.
I should probably call him; I haven't talked to him all day.
"Hey girls, this is Cheyenne."
"Hey Cheyenne," they said, well some of them did.
Some of them didn't even care, they were gonna bitches right off the top.
I see how this was gonna go.
"Hey Cheyenne, did anyone ever tell you that you look like Shawn's wife?" Kelly Kelly asked
"Well, yea. They are my parents," I said smiling. Apparently she wasn't the brightest thing.
"Really!?! Wow, that's exciting. I bet Shawn's a good dad."
"Yea he's the best."
"Yea, so good that he helped his little baby girl get a contract without having any training or talent. You know some of us actually had to work for this spot. We've trained and what did you do, just walk in here like we're just supposed to give you respect? You've got to be kidding me."
Wow, bitch
Who was that you might ask?
"Shut up Michelle," Mickie said
Michelle McCool- Bitch #1. She's actually more of a head bitch.
Didn't like her already
Michelle left the room on that note. She obviously didn't like me either, already.
"Sorry, she's really like her character, a bitch," Mickie said
She took the words right out of my mind.
"Yea, she's just jealous I mean you're really pretty, you have good hair and anybody who can tame RKO, they're good in my book," Maria said causing everyone, even Mickie, to look at me with their jaws dropped.
"That's you?" she asked.
"Me what? What are you guys talking about?"
"Well, there was some people around here saying that Randy was whipped, we thought anybody who could make Randy settle down is a pretty damn good girl." She said. "He's crazy about you." She continued.
"I've never heard him talk about somebody to much in my whole time knowing Randy. You're a lucky girl Cheyenne, he's a sweetheart, and he's not too sore on the eyes either," Maria said smiling at me.
Just then there was a knock on the door, Mickie opened the door and it was Paul.
"Hey girls, Um, sorry but I need to take Chey away from you," he said,
"Ok, but you gotta come back and talk to us," Mickie said
"I will," I said "Bye girls,"
"Bye Chey, they said."
"Hey girlie, we just got our scripts, we gotta go practice, they got the ring up now."
"Ok Paul, um, where's my dad?" Usually he and Paul are together.
"He's already in the ring, let's go!" Paul said rushing me towards the ring."
We practiced in silence, except for the occasional correction from dad, for so long.
We were done at 7:30.
That's a lot of training
But, in that time, I got Adam, Matt, Jeff, Cody, Evan and Kofi to show me some moves, always with the occasional lesson from Paul. I had learned all I needed to know from my dad.
After training, I went to wardrobe to find out was I was going to be wearing, it was amazing.
It was regular black tights and boots with a cutoff DX shirt that only cam under my breasts.
I looked nice
But, I made the mistake of going into catering after I was fully dressed
ALL Male superstars were there and they were ALL looking at me
The part I love about having an older brother, he's a cock blocker.
Every time somebody tried to come towards me, Cam would try to kill them.
I loved it.
But, I still hadn't seen Randy all day and it was killing me that the next person I would see wasn't Randy, but Mr. RKO.
Secretly, his gimmick scared the shit out me, but I wouldn't let him know that.
After eating I headed back to the locker room for lockdown.
The show was starting.
--Randy's POV--
I was in our locker room stretching and Stacy was nowhere to be found
We were already well into lockdown and she was lost.
Anyway, I had more important things to worry about.
I hadn't seen Cheyenne all day and the next time I would see her, it was be as my gimmick
Who, I was becoming now, I was a surefire asshole now
I missed her; I had to talk to her after the match
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We were well into the show when it was time for me and Cam to cut a backstage promo.
I was supposed to be calling for help and it would turn out to be Stacy, which would lead to Chey's debut.
"Randy are you ready," Tim, the cameraman asked me
"Yeah," I said.
"Ok people in 5, 4, 3, 2…."
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The promo went great and now, it was time for the match and I honestly think I was more nervous for Chey than she was.
Our music hit and Cam and I walked out to the ring.
When everything stopped we introduced Stacy and told the audience why she was here.
She showed herself off like eye candy and got a little too touchy with me.
All I could do was stand there and flirt with her, it was the gimmick and she was milking it for all it was worth.
Then DX's music hit and I was trying not to be excited,
Gimmick Randy, Gimmick.
They stood at the top of the ramp, did their crotch chops and talked about Stacy.
Then the moment we'd been waiting for.
"We see that you guys have a girl," Shawn said. "Well that's not fair; obviously we didn't get the memo."
"Yea Shawn I mean, you guys could've given us a heads up, we weren't ready." Paul said
"Wait Hunter, wait. Don't we know someone who might join us?"
"Why yes Shawn, I think we do, I'll let you do the honors"
"Here she is, my daughter," Shawn paused and the pop in the crowd was so big.
Cam was really selling it too and Stacy looked pissed, I don't know if that was gimmick real."
"My daughter," Shawn continued. "Cheyenne Michaels"
And that's when, once again, I saw THE most beautiful women I'd ever seen in my life.
--Chey's POV—
When I walked out on the ramp and heard all the screaming, I thought I was going to puke, right here, right now.
The cheering, the whistles, the signs, even the boos
It's the most exhilarating thing I'd ever felt in my life and I knew this is what I wanted to do.
I walked to the ring in front of Paul and my father and I felt on top of the world.
I waved to the crowd and the cheers grew even louder.
But, there was something more urgent about to happen.
My first match
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My dad started the match off with Cam.
Man, this was cool.
Soon after Cam got the upper hand and tagged in Randy.
Um, I got to watch my boyfriend kick my dad's ass.
Interesting experience
My dad made the tag to Paul and then it was my turn.
Paul shook his head at Randy, walked back and tagged me in.
I got in the ring and stood right in Randy's face.
Nobody could see it but me, but he winked at me before backing up and tagging Stacy, who had a smirk on her face.
Uh Oh
Me and Stacy had a good match, everything was going great I was selling good, I was connecting with all my moves and so was she.
But everything can't be perfect.
Stacy was SUPPOSED to try and kick me and I was supposed to sell.
I was getting ready and I thought I was until I felt a strong blow to the side of my head.
The bitch connected and my head was spinning.
I could hear the crowds shock and I fell like a brick
My head hurt so bad, I could feel the darkness coming and I wanted to let it take me, I wanted to get away, it felt so good to just…give in.
But I fought it, when I opened my eyes I saw Stacy standing over me and I saw her tag Randy.
Oh yea, she does that right.
Randy stood over me and I knew he was going to give me some leisure time and he eased up on me.
He grabbed my leg like he was supposed to and I kicked him away and he oversold to give me some time.
I barely got to my dad to tag him and he was more concerned about my head than the match. He bent down to me and checked on me.
I reminded him that it was a match and assured him I was ok.
But I wasn't convincing Paul.
He gave the signal you were supposed to give when someone was legitimately hurt and the EMs would be ready when I got backstage.
My dad won the match earlier than it was supposed to be won and then he came back to check on me.
I had to walk up the ramp holding up Dad, Paul, and my hands in victory.
But inside, my head was spinning and I was fading, fast.
I got back stage on the ramp and everybody was there, Vince, Steph, even Mickie and some of the other divas.
Randy and Cam were behind us and as soon as Randy got backstage he freaked out.
"Is she ok, what's wrong?" He knelt down in front of me and held my head in his hands.
All I could do was smile because my head hurt too much to put words together.
He was so sweet.
"Mr. Orton, we're gonna have to ask you to move," the EMT said
"I'm not going anywhere, I'm going with her to the hospital," he said, looking at my dad.
I saw my dad nod and talk to the EMT.
They got a gurney for me and loaded me up.
They called an ambulance because I was fading and I was talking.
I was put on a gurney and hauled into the ambulance with Randy coming in behind me, holding my hand.
The last thing I remember is seeing people's faces watching me be taken away
And I remember one distant smirk as I let the darkness take me away.