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Chapter 9:
Randy's POV
I stalked back to my locker room and kicked my gym bag across the room. Why couldn't Regan just understand? I was her boyfriend, not Jay and not Shane. I really hated Jay. I think I blamed him mostly for this. Shane I could deal with, but not Jay. There was too much history there. I couldn't stand the thought of him with her. It made my blood boil. I needed to cool off. I jumped into the shower. The water felt so cool, so refreshing.
Regan would kill me if she knew. I had been to Vince's office today and we had sat down and talked about her storyline.
"Vince, I really think that you need to change Regan's storyline."
"Why? The fans love it and the ratings show that."
"But, Vince."
"I like the storyline. It's going well and the fans love it."
"Vince, I feel uncomfortable with her working like that with Jay."
Vince smiled slyly. "Ahh, so the truth finally comes out. This is about Regan and Jay. Shane told me those two had a past relationship or something. Went bad or something."
"Vince, this is really important to me. Please at least consider moving her away from Jay. Move her with Rene.move her with me. Bring her in as part of Evolution."
Vince raised his eyebrow. "Evolution? That is rather interesting. I'll consider it Randy, I really well. Is that everything?"
"Yes, and thank you for the consideration Mr. McMahon."
My thoughts were broken by the sound of my cell phone. I wrapped a towel around my waist and headed out of the shower. I picked up my phone.
"Hello?"
"Randy. This is Jerry Lawler. Come to Denver General Hospital immediately! It's Regan."
My heart stopped beating for a split second. "What is it? What's wrong?"
"Regan's been in a car accident."
"I'll be right there Mr. Lawler." Guilt washed over me. What had I done?
Jay's POV
I didn't know why I was here, but I was. Tomorrow was Survivor Series, live from Chicago. I should be on my way there, but I wasn't. I was getting off the Interstate at one of the seven Memphis exits. I was on my way to see Regan.
My head was swimming; the last few days were so eventful. First Regan was in the car accident. It had shaken up something inside of me. What if something truly bad had happened to her? Luckily she was only a little bruised up, but she would miss Survivor Series. It made me really think about the past. The thought of never having her in my life was to great. I had to know if I was still in love with her.
The second big event of the week was my conversation with Torrie. I hadn't planned on hurting her, but I think I did.
"Jay, what's wrong with you? You've been so quiet today."
"Torrie, there's something I need to tell you."
She had sat down next to me. "What is it?"
"Torrie, I don't know how to say this but," I took a deep breath. "I think we should take a break."
"A break? What do you mean?"
"I'm just a little confused about some things. I need a break from "us". I hope you understand."
I watched as Torrie's blue eyes welled with tears. "If that's really what you want?"
"It is."
"Fine then." Torrie gathered up her belongings and headed out the door. "Goodbye Jay." I felt horrible, but I could not deny myself the truth. I pulled my Jeep into the Lawler's driveway. I approached the door and rang the bell. My hand was shaking. I waited. Finally the door creaked slowly open and Regan's face appeared at the door. "Jay! What a surprise! Please, come in." She pulled the door open and I followed her inside. "What brings you here?"
I shifted nervously from side to side. How was I supposed to tell her? "I was in the area and thought I'd stop by and see how you were."
"Well, much better now that you ask. Where are my manners, can I get you anything to drink?"
"Yeah, actually."
"We have water, lemonade,"
"Lemonade please." She headed off into the kitchen. I needed to catch my nerves. The phone rang then and startled me.
"Can you get that for me, please!" Regan called from the kitchen. I picked up the receiver.
"Hello?"
"Hello. Who is this?"
"This is Regan's friend Jay, who's calling?" The other line got quiet. "Hello?"
"This is Randy, Regan's boyfriend. What the hell are you doing there?"
Regan's POV
I had been rather surprised to see Jay at my front door. Shane had been by earlier today already, but that was normal. Shane usually visited me once a week. I had just finished pouring Jay's lemonade when I heard loud shouts coming from the other room. My stomach sunk. Randy must have called. I hurried to the living room and stole the phone out of Jay's hand as he screamed a few curse words at the other end.
"Hello?"
"Regan! What the hell is Reso doing at your house at this time of the night."
"Randy, it's only 9."
"Why do you keep doing this to me?"
I was confused. "What are you talking about?"
"You spend more time with Jay then with me. I can't take it anymore. It's either him or me. You have to choose."
I was floored. Choose? "Randy please."
"No, it's either me or him."
"Randy it's like you don't trust me." He was silent for a second. "You don't." He didn't say a word. "Well Randy, you've made my choice that much easier. It's been interesting Randy, but it's over. Goodbye." As I hung up the receiver I heard Randy yelling my name. I had made my choice."
"Regan."
I broke down. Tears fell down my face. "It's over. Randy and I are over." Jay's face showed nothing but concern.
"Regan, I don't know what to say."
"I must be the worst girlfriend in the world." I looked at Jay and whispered. "He made me choose."
"Between me and him?"
I nodded my head.
"And you chose me?"
I nodded my head again. Before I knew it Jay's lips were on mine. I tried to pull away but I couldn't. I didn't want to. The kiss escalated. We stumbled around aimlessly until we finally collapsed onto the couch and into each other's embrace.
That's all for now. Please review as always. Thanks for reading. The next few chapters are going to be full of bombshells. Good stuff I promise!
Chapter 9:
Randy's POV
I stalked back to my locker room and kicked my gym bag across the room. Why couldn't Regan just understand? I was her boyfriend, not Jay and not Shane. I really hated Jay. I think I blamed him mostly for this. Shane I could deal with, but not Jay. There was too much history there. I couldn't stand the thought of him with her. It made my blood boil. I needed to cool off. I jumped into the shower. The water felt so cool, so refreshing.
Regan would kill me if she knew. I had been to Vince's office today and we had sat down and talked about her storyline.
"Vince, I really think that you need to change Regan's storyline."
"Why? The fans love it and the ratings show that."
"But, Vince."
"I like the storyline. It's going well and the fans love it."
"Vince, I feel uncomfortable with her working like that with Jay."
Vince smiled slyly. "Ahh, so the truth finally comes out. This is about Regan and Jay. Shane told me those two had a past relationship or something. Went bad or something."
"Vince, this is really important to me. Please at least consider moving her away from Jay. Move her with Rene.move her with me. Bring her in as part of Evolution."
Vince raised his eyebrow. "Evolution? That is rather interesting. I'll consider it Randy, I really well. Is that everything?"
"Yes, and thank you for the consideration Mr. McMahon."
My thoughts were broken by the sound of my cell phone. I wrapped a towel around my waist and headed out of the shower. I picked up my phone.
"Hello?"
"Randy. This is Jerry Lawler. Come to Denver General Hospital immediately! It's Regan."
My heart stopped beating for a split second. "What is it? What's wrong?"
"Regan's been in a car accident."
"I'll be right there Mr. Lawler." Guilt washed over me. What had I done?
Jay's POV
I didn't know why I was here, but I was. Tomorrow was Survivor Series, live from Chicago. I should be on my way there, but I wasn't. I was getting off the Interstate at one of the seven Memphis exits. I was on my way to see Regan.
My head was swimming; the last few days were so eventful. First Regan was in the car accident. It had shaken up something inside of me. What if something truly bad had happened to her? Luckily she was only a little bruised up, but she would miss Survivor Series. It made me really think about the past. The thought of never having her in my life was to great. I had to know if I was still in love with her.
The second big event of the week was my conversation with Torrie. I hadn't planned on hurting her, but I think I did.
"Jay, what's wrong with you? You've been so quiet today."
"Torrie, there's something I need to tell you."
She had sat down next to me. "What is it?"
"Torrie, I don't know how to say this but," I took a deep breath. "I think we should take a break."
"A break? What do you mean?"
"I'm just a little confused about some things. I need a break from "us". I hope you understand."
I watched as Torrie's blue eyes welled with tears. "If that's really what you want?"
"It is."
"Fine then." Torrie gathered up her belongings and headed out the door. "Goodbye Jay." I felt horrible, but I could not deny myself the truth. I pulled my Jeep into the Lawler's driveway. I approached the door and rang the bell. My hand was shaking. I waited. Finally the door creaked slowly open and Regan's face appeared at the door. "Jay! What a surprise! Please, come in." She pulled the door open and I followed her inside. "What brings you here?"
I shifted nervously from side to side. How was I supposed to tell her? "I was in the area and thought I'd stop by and see how you were."
"Well, much better now that you ask. Where are my manners, can I get you anything to drink?"
"Yeah, actually."
"We have water, lemonade,"
"Lemonade please." She headed off into the kitchen. I needed to catch my nerves. The phone rang then and startled me.
"Can you get that for me, please!" Regan called from the kitchen. I picked up the receiver.
"Hello?"
"Hello. Who is this?"
"This is Regan's friend Jay, who's calling?" The other line got quiet. "Hello?"
"This is Randy, Regan's boyfriend. What the hell are you doing there?"
Regan's POV
I had been rather surprised to see Jay at my front door. Shane had been by earlier today already, but that was normal. Shane usually visited me once a week. I had just finished pouring Jay's lemonade when I heard loud shouts coming from the other room. My stomach sunk. Randy must have called. I hurried to the living room and stole the phone out of Jay's hand as he screamed a few curse words at the other end.
"Hello?"
"Regan! What the hell is Reso doing at your house at this time of the night."
"Randy, it's only 9."
"Why do you keep doing this to me?"
I was confused. "What are you talking about?"
"You spend more time with Jay then with me. I can't take it anymore. It's either him or me. You have to choose."
I was floored. Choose? "Randy please."
"No, it's either me or him."
"Randy it's like you don't trust me." He was silent for a second. "You don't." He didn't say a word. "Well Randy, you've made my choice that much easier. It's been interesting Randy, but it's over. Goodbye." As I hung up the receiver I heard Randy yelling my name. I had made my choice."
"Regan."
I broke down. Tears fell down my face. "It's over. Randy and I are over." Jay's face showed nothing but concern.
"Regan, I don't know what to say."
"I must be the worst girlfriend in the world." I looked at Jay and whispered. "He made me choose."
"Between me and him?"
I nodded my head.
"And you chose me?"
I nodded my head again. Before I knew it Jay's lips were on mine. I tried to pull away but I couldn't. I didn't want to. The kiss escalated. We stumbled around aimlessly until we finally collapsed onto the couch and into each other's embrace.
That's all for now. Please review as always. Thanks for reading. The next few chapters are going to be full of bombshells. Good stuff I promise!