His Voices in My Head
Recap:
"Hardy Hotel?" Melina opened up the envelope and pulled out the letter inside, scanning it exceptionally. "It's from Jeff!" she shrieked happily.
"Matt's bro?" Morrison asked, leaning up on his elbows.
"Yeah, he's sobered up completely and he's opened up his own hotel in his and Matt's hometown."
"Funny, I'd never envisioned Jeff entering in that type of entrepreneurship.
Melina kept reading. "And he's invited us, John, Randy, Phil, and Matt on an all-expense trip to his hotel for the weekend!"
Now back to the story: "His Voices in My Head" Chapter 25
"Melina, please calm down, you're fogging up the window with your steam. You know how I like to see outside the window."
"Why didn't you just sit on the inside, then?"
"Because, you wouldn't let me."
"Oh, yeah."
"Oh great, its lovebird couple number one," Morrison sighed, shoving his face in a magazine to shield himself from the onslaught of arguing coming from John and Randy.
"How was I supposed to know to pack your favorite toothbrush?" Randy snarled.
"Well, because you're my boyfriend, so you should be aware of my favorite toothbrush, because you're mine!"
Randy threw his hands up. "Well that makes absolutely no friends. In fact, you're hurting my head!"
John shoved Randy into the seat. "How's that for hurt?"
Randy stood back up and shoved John back. "Don't shove me!" he growled.
"You want to go, Orton?" John threatened.
"SIT BOTH OF YOUR ASSES DOWN!" barked Melina. John and Randy immediately sat down and remained quiet to prevent Melina from getting enraged.
"Good job, babe," Morrison applauded his girlfriend. He glanced up from the magazine he was reading for a moment to see who was boarding the plane. "Lovebird couple number two makes their appearance…"
Melina prepared herself to shout, but Matt and Phil stayed completely silent and sat in the aisle across from Melina and Morrison in a very civilized behavior.
"Why can't Randy and John handle their problems like that?" joked Morrison.
Melina managed to keep her arguing couples under control the entire plane ride, which made her all the happier. Hopefully they'd all angrily fuck each other's brains out and make up at the hotel. The group was pleased to find that Jeff had a taxi waiting outside the airport for them and the taxi ride was quick enough getting to its destination.
"Wow, Jeff's really outdone himself," Matt gasped once he took in the sight of Jeff's enormous Hardy Hotel building. It was beautiful, and it looked very comforting from the outside. Jeff was standing outside the front doors of the hotel, waving at them as they made it to their stop. Once they were all out, Matt practically tackled Jeff in a hug.
"Bro, it's been too long! How are you? This hotel is a masterpiece, honestly!" Matt exclaimed, just now releasing his brother from his bear hug.
"Thanks, Matty, everything's fine, I'm happy you all could make it! Please follow me into the lobby and we can get your rooms situated."
"Whoa, Jeff, this place looks fantastic," Morrison congratulated. "And that's coming from the Shaman of Sexy, so it's definitely a compliment."
"I wouldn't take it any other way, JoMo," Jeff smirked.
Everyone had to take in the sight of Jeff, who despite still having trademark rainbow colored hair, looked rather spiffy in his fancy black suit. Matt wanted to cry at how much his brother had cleaned up.
"Now I assume you all will want to room with your partners, correct?" Jeff asked, pulling three sets of room keys from behind the lobby counter.
"Umm, no, Phil and I will be rooming together," John corrected, gaining him a weird look from Matt and Randy.
"John, what the-," Randy started to whisper to John, but John ignored him.
"Um…right, well, here are your room keys, please come find me if you find anything wrong, and I've left itineraries in your rooms for all the special events we'll be holding while you're here."
"Appreciate it," Phil said, taking a pair for John and himself, before they headed for the elevators. They wanted to get away from Randy and Matt, but they were extremely unsuccessful.
"What was that little stunt you two pulled back there," interrogated a pissed Matt.
"Shouldn't we stop them before they start arguing again?" Morrison asked Melina back at the front desk.
"Nope. This vacation is going to be me and you," Melina responded. "Besides, all they need is some hot hotel sex anyway."
Morrison face-palmed himself but followed his girlfriend for the stairs to avoid the two other couples.
Sure enough, the two couples had argued the entire elevator ride. Thankfully, Jeff had given them rooms completely separate from each other. Matt and Phil had given up on their argument and just left to their respective rooms. John wanted to do the same, but he had to have a persistent boyfriend.
"Randy, two words... FUCK. OFF," cursed John as he extended the gap between him and Randy.
"John! John! JOHN!" Randy bellowed down the hall.
John could hear Randy loud and clear shouting his name down the hall, but he didn't care one bit. He hated how nonchalant Randy was acting about the affair. It was almost as if Randy didn't do anything, but John knew the truth. He heard the proof loud and clear. He just wanted to get to his and Phil's room and just relax, maybe even sleep for the rest of the day. All he could think about was Randy, Randy, Randy, and he hated it. He hated how he still knew he loved Randy even if he was cheating. He wished he could hate Randy, but that sure as hell was proving impossible.
Without noticing where he was going, he collided with someone in the hall and the two fell to the ground with a THUD.
"Ouch!" John groaned.
"Sorry about that, that was my bad," the other person said, "Let me help you up, man."
John graciously accepted the other man's hand to get back on his face, and only now did he actually take into consideration who the man was.
Dave Batista.
"Dave?" John said, shocked. He hadn't seen Dave in quite a while, and he surely wasn't expecting to run into him at Jeff's hotel.
"What are you doing here?" Dave said, offering his hand again, but this time for a handshake.
"Jeff invited me and the gang," John shook his ex's hand, for a second appreciating he and his ex were on good terms. "Why are you?"
"Same, Jeff invited me, so I thought I'd come and see what he was up to here," Dave chuckled friendly.
"Wow, I see you're still a bulked up monster," John joked, punching Dave's solid arms.
Dave got a good chuckle out of that. "Hey, do you want to go to dinner tonight, to catch up a bit?"
"Yeah, sure," John agreed, not even thinking or caring about how Randy could feel about the situation. Randy could fuck himself for all he cared. "I'll meet you in the hotel restaurant at 7 o'clock?"
"Sounds good, great to see you again, Johnny," Batista gave him a friendly kiss on the cheek and left for where he was originally headed to.
Randy slid down the wall that was concealing him from eavesdropping on John and Dave's conversation. He was furious. Why was John talking to his ex-boyfriend, chuckling and smiling and making arrangements? John wouldn't do that to him, would he? Especially after what they'd been through in the previous few months.
A devious grin slid onto Randy's face. If John was going there with their little tension (which he had absolutely no idea what the cause was), then he could play that game also. He pulled out his phone and started dialing a familiar number. The recipient picked up the phone moderately quickly.
"Hey, how are you? Listen, would you like to go out to dinner in the hotel restaurant tonight at about 7-ish?"
End of chapter 25.
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I APOLOGIZE GREATLY for the extended hiatus I took, but hopefully I'm back! I can't promise a constant promise of updates due to schoolwork, but I'll try my best.