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Mickie walked down the hallway of the hotel, taking a sip of her Gatorade. Sighing deeply, she put the top back on. Today was the day she was going to tell Randy about the baby. She promised Amy that she would tell him. When she arrived at the right room, she closed her eyes for a split second, before slowly knocking. Waiting for at least two minutes, the door opened to reveal Beth in nothing but a long t-shirt.
" Can I help you?" She asked harshly. Mickie frowned.
" Is Randy here?" Mickie asked, trying to be nice. Beth narrowed her eyes.
" What the fuck do you want him for?" Mickie tried her hardest to not fight Beth. She couldn't. Taking a deep, deep breath, Mickie forced a smile.
" You can't answer my question with a question." Beth frowned not enjoying the little " game" Mickie was playing. Hearing Randy's voice, Beth turned around to see the topless Randy standing in the door way.
" What the hell do you want?" He asked, as he wrapped his arms loosely around Beth's waist. Beth turned back to Mickie with a smirk on her face.
" I have to um, tell you something." Mickie managed to say, as she felt extremely uncomfortable. Randy laid his head on Beth's shoulders.
" What." He said. " What does Mickie James have to tell me?" He asked. Mickie gripped her Gatorade tightly. She looked at Beth.
" In private." She said slowly. Randy shook his head. " Please?" Mickie pleaded.
" No. Whatever you have to say to me, you can say to my girlfriend." Beth smirked again, moving so Mickie can come into the room. Mickie felt tears spring to her eyes. She hesitated before going inside. She had to get it out of the way somehow. Randy was being a asshole. But could you really blame him?
" So, what is it you want to tell us?" Beth said, sitting down on the bed. Mickie narrowed her eyes.
" Well for starters, I didn't have shit to say to you." Beth rolled her eyes, before looking at her finger nails carefully. Randy cleared his throat.
" So, what did you come here for?" He asked, pulling Beth off the bed, sitting down himself, then pulling her down to sit on his lap. Mickie looked on wanting to puke.
" Before I say what I have to say, I really want us to be in private." Beth laughed.
" Are you serious? This is MY boyfriend. What ever is effecting him, is MY concern." Randy lowered his head.
" Will it make you hurry up?" He asked. Mickie nodded. Randy turned to Beth. " Baby please leave. I promise I'll tell you everything. Brooke is down the hall." He said as he kissed her. Beth frowned not liking this decision. But instead of arguing, she left quickly.
" Now what is it. What is so important that you made me and my beautiful girlfriend get up from bed?" Mickie took a deep breath.
" I know your not going to believe me-" She stopped when Randy interrupted.
" I said make it quick." He ordered. Mickie held on to her Gatorade bottle.
" I'm pregnant." Mickie closed her eyes. It was quiet for three minutes. Randy was trying to take in the news.
" Soooo, we're back to lying now huh." He said as Mickie opened her eyes. She looked at Randy, who had gotten off the bed.
" No Randy. I'm serious this time. I even have the test to prove it." She pulled the white stick from her pocketbook. Moving closer she handed it to Randy who snatched it away. He looked at it carefully.
' Who helped you in this little scheme?" He asked as he looked up at her. Mickie felt more tears build up, before taking the test out of his hand. She put it in her pocketbook.
" I know I made a mistake at first okay." She wiped a tear off her cheek. Both were looking at each other carefully in the eyes.
" Mickie are you that jealous that you would do this again." Randy asked laughing a bit. Mickie raised an eye brow.
" What are you talking about."
" Are you that desperate to get me back. Using the same exact lie. Are you jealous of me and Bethy that much?" Mickie felt a tear slide down her cheek.
" NO! I AM NOT JEALOUS OKAY. I JUST WANT MY BABY TO HAVE A FATHER!" She yelled at him, running a hand through her hair.
" HOW CAN YOU BE PREGNANT?" He yelled back, running a hand over his face.
" A month ago. When ya know, when YOU USE ME!" She yelled and cried at him. Randy looked at her.
" Well if you are pregnant, I don't want to see you or that child. I don't want anything to do with it." He whispered, as Mickie looked at him in shock.
" What do you me-"
" Get out." He ordered.
" Randy ple-''
" I said GET OUT!" He yelled making the young woman jump. Mickie wiped her tears as she made her way towards the door.
" Fine, but I will NEVER, EVER forgive you for this." She cried softly, as she went out the door. Randy watched her leave. When she walked out, he buried his face in his hands and cried.
Mickie knocked on the hotel door.
" Mickie what happened?" Amy asked, as she led Mickie in. Mickie laid on the bed sobbing.
" He-he-he said he wants nothing to do with me or the baby." Mickie looked at her best friend in shock. She didn't actually think that Randy would turn them down. Sighing, she sat next to the brunette rubbing her back.
" It's going to be okay Mick. You always got me." Mickie cried some more before sitting up hugging her best friend.
" I love you Ames. I really do." Amy felt tears spring to her eyes. She hugged her tighter. She felt bad for Mickie, she really did. Mickie let go and smiled through her tears.
" Where's Mimi?'' She asked, looking around the hotel room. Amy smiled.
" With Jillian, her son Aaron, and Melina. They all went shopping. They should be back soon." Amy stated. The two fell quiet.
" Do you think I'm going to be a good mother?" Mickie asked, rubbing her very small bump. Amy smiled brightly.
" Of course. You are wonderful with kids. Very patient, caring and open-minded. Your the kind of person how mothers can take lessons from. You are mother like material." Mickie smiled looking down at her belly.
" Well baby, your Auntie is a terrific person." Amy smiled brightly.
The next chapter will revolve around John/Amy...with a little Mickie...R&R