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Chapter 3:
Regan's POV:
Beep beep beep beep. I rolled over to shut off the alarm. It had been a long night. I just wanted to curl up and go back to sleep. I really didn't feel like going to Detroit with Shane to see Smackdown. I really didn't feel like seeing Torrie, Jay, or Torrie and Jay together. I shuffled across my hotel room and into the shower. I turned on the facets, undressed and climbed in. The water was hot and steamy. I closed my eyes and tried to forget about the previous evening.
"You have a lot of nerve!" Torrie spat at me.
"Excuse me?"
"I know what you are trying to do. I know!"
"What, you know how to prance around naked in front of a camera!"
"No, and you are just jealous! I know that you want Jay back!"
"What!"
"You and Shane planned this whole think. If you think you can just waltz in here and steal my boyfriend, you have another thing coming."
"I would like in my locker room," I said lamely.
Torrie smirked. "Don't think you can walk in here and take him away. You messed things up before. Jay doesn't love you anymore. Get that through your head."
I wanted to slap her, punch her, do something. Instead I pushed past her and into my locker room. Torrie yelled in after me. "I don't know what Jay saw in you to begin with." She laughed loudly and then there was silence. I slammed my hand into my locker. Not too smart.
I had finished with my shower and had gotten dressed. I was packing the last of my belongings when there was a knock at the door. I opened it to find Shane. "Morning, Sunshine," he said brightly.
I tried to smile back. "Morning."
"How are you? I didn't get a chance to see you after my promo. You left pretty quickly last night." I was silent. "I heard you and Torrie got into it."
"Yeah, she thinks I'm back to steal Jay."
"Right. Jay was a jerk." I shot Shane a look. "Well, he was. Not a first, but he turned into one."
"I guess I can't blame him. I did spend a lot of time with you."
"You were just trying to be a good friend, that's all." Shane sat down on my bed and patted the sheets next to him. I sat down next to him and he turned to me. "Jay should have known better. He should have trusted you."
"Oh, Shane," I sobbed. "I think I still love him."
Shane grabbed me and held me in his arms. "Reg, it will be okay. Maybe, maybe it is time to move on." I gazed at him. My green eyes were stained with tears.
"Move on?" I murmured.
"Jay has."
I frowned. "Don't remind me! I can't believe he is with her!" I threw myself backwards onto the bed.
Shane flopped down next to me. "Move on. Reg, you have to forget about Jay, and move on."
There was a knock on the door. "I'll get it," Shane said standing up from the bed. He returned moments later with a large bouquet of red roses.
"Shane, you didn't have to.I'll be fine."
"I didn't."
"Who did?" I took the card and read it.
"Well, who are they from?"
I looked at him, a confused expression on my face. "Randy Orton."
The following Monday
I arrived at the Staples Center at 6:00, two hours before show time. My stomach was in knots. The events over the past few days had been, well interesting. Shane and I had gone to the Smackdown taping. We sat up in the president's box and watch the show, which included Torrie's victory in yet another bikini contest. Afterwards we headed towards the locker room area to congratulate everyone on a job well done.
"Kurt, your match against the Big Show was fantastic! I loved when you gave him the Angle Slam."
"Thanks, Regan. I saw your match from Monday. Very impressive."
I blushed. "Thanks."
"That's right. She is very impressive." I turned to see Vince.
"Nice to see you again, Mr. McMahon."
"I wanted to discuss the new angle for you, Regan."
"For me?"
Vince nodded. "The internet chat rooms are buzzing about you and Jay!"
I suddenly felt sick. "Me and Jay?"
"Yes. The writers and I have decided to make you a couple, temporarily of course. Oh, excuse me! I need to speak with my daughter."
Shane had been talking to Dawn Marie about her match with Nidia. "What did my father want?"
Tears had welled up in my eyes. "Shane, he wants me and Jay to be a couple on the show. I don't think I can do it."
Now here I was Monday Night, preparing for the angle. I was to go to the ring during Jay's match against Chris Irvine (Jericho) and use the title on Jericho, securing Jay's victory. Then we were supposed to leave the ring, together. At least there was no kissing.
I pushed open the metal doors to the arena and started down a hallway to my locker room. I rounded the corner and ran into my least favorite person, Torrie Wilson.
"I can't believe you. Now you have Vince pairing the two of you on the show."
"This wasn't my idea."
"Sure. Why don't you understand? Jay is my boyfriend. Mine. Not yours. So back off."
"Take a hike Wilson!" Trish said coming up behind Torrie. Torrie glared at Trish, then me before walking away. "Is she still on you?"
"Yeah. I don't know what to do." Trish and I headed to my locker room. I opened the door and gasped. "Oh, my God!" Inside my locker room sat five, yes five dozen red roses.
"Are they from who I think they are?"
I read one of the cards and smiled. "Yeah, there from Randy again. Trish, what should I do?"
She smiled. "Visit the Evolution locker room."
A/N: Thanks for all the great reviews. Hope you enjoyed the latest installment. I hope to have more written soon. Thanks for reading!
Chapter 3:
Regan's POV:
Beep beep beep beep. I rolled over to shut off the alarm. It had been a long night. I just wanted to curl up and go back to sleep. I really didn't feel like going to Detroit with Shane to see Smackdown. I really didn't feel like seeing Torrie, Jay, or Torrie and Jay together. I shuffled across my hotel room and into the shower. I turned on the facets, undressed and climbed in. The water was hot and steamy. I closed my eyes and tried to forget about the previous evening.
"You have a lot of nerve!" Torrie spat at me.
"Excuse me?"
"I know what you are trying to do. I know!"
"What, you know how to prance around naked in front of a camera!"
"No, and you are just jealous! I know that you want Jay back!"
"What!"
"You and Shane planned this whole think. If you think you can just waltz in here and steal my boyfriend, you have another thing coming."
"I would like in my locker room," I said lamely.
Torrie smirked. "Don't think you can walk in here and take him away. You messed things up before. Jay doesn't love you anymore. Get that through your head."
I wanted to slap her, punch her, do something. Instead I pushed past her and into my locker room. Torrie yelled in after me. "I don't know what Jay saw in you to begin with." She laughed loudly and then there was silence. I slammed my hand into my locker. Not too smart.
I had finished with my shower and had gotten dressed. I was packing the last of my belongings when there was a knock at the door. I opened it to find Shane. "Morning, Sunshine," he said brightly.
I tried to smile back. "Morning."
"How are you? I didn't get a chance to see you after my promo. You left pretty quickly last night." I was silent. "I heard you and Torrie got into it."
"Yeah, she thinks I'm back to steal Jay."
"Right. Jay was a jerk." I shot Shane a look. "Well, he was. Not a first, but he turned into one."
"I guess I can't blame him. I did spend a lot of time with you."
"You were just trying to be a good friend, that's all." Shane sat down on my bed and patted the sheets next to him. I sat down next to him and he turned to me. "Jay should have known better. He should have trusted you."
"Oh, Shane," I sobbed. "I think I still love him."
Shane grabbed me and held me in his arms. "Reg, it will be okay. Maybe, maybe it is time to move on." I gazed at him. My green eyes were stained with tears.
"Move on?" I murmured.
"Jay has."
I frowned. "Don't remind me! I can't believe he is with her!" I threw myself backwards onto the bed.
Shane flopped down next to me. "Move on. Reg, you have to forget about Jay, and move on."
There was a knock on the door. "I'll get it," Shane said standing up from the bed. He returned moments later with a large bouquet of red roses.
"Shane, you didn't have to.I'll be fine."
"I didn't."
"Who did?" I took the card and read it.
"Well, who are they from?"
I looked at him, a confused expression on my face. "Randy Orton."
The following Monday
I arrived at the Staples Center at 6:00, two hours before show time. My stomach was in knots. The events over the past few days had been, well interesting. Shane and I had gone to the Smackdown taping. We sat up in the president's box and watch the show, which included Torrie's victory in yet another bikini contest. Afterwards we headed towards the locker room area to congratulate everyone on a job well done.
"Kurt, your match against the Big Show was fantastic! I loved when you gave him the Angle Slam."
"Thanks, Regan. I saw your match from Monday. Very impressive."
I blushed. "Thanks."
"That's right. She is very impressive." I turned to see Vince.
"Nice to see you again, Mr. McMahon."
"I wanted to discuss the new angle for you, Regan."
"For me?"
Vince nodded. "The internet chat rooms are buzzing about you and Jay!"
I suddenly felt sick. "Me and Jay?"
"Yes. The writers and I have decided to make you a couple, temporarily of course. Oh, excuse me! I need to speak with my daughter."
Shane had been talking to Dawn Marie about her match with Nidia. "What did my father want?"
Tears had welled up in my eyes. "Shane, he wants me and Jay to be a couple on the show. I don't think I can do it."
Now here I was Monday Night, preparing for the angle. I was to go to the ring during Jay's match against Chris Irvine (Jericho) and use the title on Jericho, securing Jay's victory. Then we were supposed to leave the ring, together. At least there was no kissing.
I pushed open the metal doors to the arena and started down a hallway to my locker room. I rounded the corner and ran into my least favorite person, Torrie Wilson.
"I can't believe you. Now you have Vince pairing the two of you on the show."
"This wasn't my idea."
"Sure. Why don't you understand? Jay is my boyfriend. Mine. Not yours. So back off."
"Take a hike Wilson!" Trish said coming up behind Torrie. Torrie glared at Trish, then me before walking away. "Is she still on you?"
"Yeah. I don't know what to do." Trish and I headed to my locker room. I opened the door and gasped. "Oh, my God!" Inside my locker room sat five, yes five dozen red roses.
"Are they from who I think they are?"
I read one of the cards and smiled. "Yeah, there from Randy again. Trish, what should I do?"
She smiled. "Visit the Evolution locker room."
A/N: Thanks for all the great reviews. Hope you enjoyed the latest installment. I hope to have more written soon. Thanks for reading!