~*Authoresses Note*~
Thanks so much for all the reviews so far, I hope what I come up with can live up to any expectations, even though it's too early so I don't think there are any, LoL. Oh, and if you don't know what the word "coital" means…look it up before you continue. *smile*
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A little while later Ronda and Dwayne separated. While Ronda was walking down to catering she heard a voice from behind her.
"Ronda!" she stopped and turned around to see Stephanie, and smiled. Things were still strained between the two of them, but it wasn't as bad as before.
"Hey, Steph."
"So, married, huh?"
"Wow, I forgot how fast news travel here, but it's only been a week."
"Well, that and that huge rock on your finger, no pun intended."
"Yep, we got married in Mexico. If you come down to catering with me I can tell you all about it."
"Let's go. I haven't had lunch anyways," Stephanie said as they began to walk down the hall, into catering and sat down.
"Alrighty, so DJ went down to Mexico to get a quicky divorce, and he asked me to come with him, but I didn't know what he was doing or even where we were going until we got there. So he got the divorce and we got married that night." She said shrugging.
"Excuse me?" Stephanie asked in disbelief.
"Yeah, I know that sounds really bad."
"So, how did he propose?"
"Well…uh…um…" she said as her memory wandered back to the night of Dwayne's post coital spontaneous proposal. "It wasn't exactly traditional...um…I'm gonna go get something to eat." She said, getting up quickly and going over to the tables and got a plate, filling it up with everything that looked good, and then went back to the table.
"You're gonna eat all that?" Stephanie asked, looking from the plate to Ronda.
"Yeah. All we had in Mexico was room service crap that I was afraid to eat because, well, you know, it's Mexico. I finally get to eat some real food, and I'm taking advantage of it. This is the WWF, it's not like I won't burn the calories off later," Ronda answered, starting to dig in. After she was done and they'd finished talking, Ronda went around seeing everyone and catching them up on what'd happened as well, then before they knew it, it was time for that night's Raw.
She sat around with Stephanie and some of the other people who either didn't have matches or had them early in the evening. She started feeling a little tired, but then it was time for Dwayne to come out and cut a promo for build-up to the main event, which was the title shot against Triple H.
"Finally," he began in a gruff voice, "The Rock has come back to Dallas!" he said, the fans repeating his every word. Ronda rolled her eyes in disgust and Jackie caught her.
"Girl, what are you rolling your eyes at?" she asked grinning.
"I hate when he does that. It's so fuckin' stupid."
"But it's part of his gimmick," she said shrugging.
"Yeah, but he can't come up with anything else? And what about when he hasn't been somewhere before, how can he 'come back', you know what I mean?" she concluded, tossing her hair over her shoulder and sitting back in her chair. Jackie and Trish both gave each other confused looks.
After the show was over, Dwayne walked to the back with a towel around his neck that he was given by one of the agents. He spotted Ronda finishing up a conversation with Albert* near the men's locker room. When he was halfway there, Ronda and Albert had gone their separate ways.
"Hey babe," he said, leaning over to kiss her and was surprised when she recoiled in response.
"Ew, no," she said, taking a step back.
"What's wrong?"
"You just had a, like, 45 minute match. You're all sweaty and you're not exactly the freshest smelling person right now. So why don't you go and shower so we can get the hell out of here, ok? I'm gonna go say bye to my girls," she said, then turned and walked away, leaving her very confused husband behind.
Their next stop was Oklahoma, and they had to drive there. Dwayne did most of the driving while Ronda sat and listened to the radio, staring out the window.
"I don't think we've been to this arena before, do you know where it is?" she asked.
"I've only been there twice, but I'm sure we'll find it eventually."
"Well, didn't Pat Patterson or somebody give you instructions?"
"Yeah. Here," he said, handing her a piece of paper, "You can make sure I know where I'm going."
"Okay…" she began, reading the paper to herself and looking out at the signs, "We're going the right way so far…wait, what are you doing?" she asked as he all of a sudden made a turn.
"I'm turning left."
"What the hell are you doing that for?!"
"Because I think it might get us there quicker."
"Oh, you think so," she said incredulously.
"Ronda, what the hell is wrong with you tonight?"
"Don't ask what's wrong with me, you're the one who's gonna end up getting us lost."
"I'm not gonna get us lost."
"Oh, that's right, you're The Rock and you never make a wrong turn or even ask for directions to make sure we're going the right way."
"So what do you think we should do?"
"Ohh, now he wants to ask questions. Don't ask me what we should do O' Great one. Just do the smart thing and get us back on the right track." Sighing, Dwayne got back on the highway. "God, why don't you go a little bit faster so you can get us killed!" she said sarcastically.
"Why don't you shut the hell up so I can drive?!"
"Don't you fuckin' holler at me!" Ronda shouted. "Oh, and look at that, we just missed our exit. That's just super, DJ."
"If you would shut up for five minutes I wouldn't have missed it," Dwayne remarked, switching into a closer lane.
"Great, so you miss the exit and it's my fault. You know what? I don't need this bullshit. Stop the car."
"What?"
"You heard me, stop the damn car." Shaking his head, Dwayne pulled over to the side of the empty highway and Ronda clicked the lock and got out of the car.
"Ronda, what are you gonna do, walk to Oklahoma?" In silence, Ronda grabbed her purse, slammed the door, then walked a few steps to the other door, climbing in the backseat and folding her arms over her chest.
"Go." She said simply.
"Ronda-"
"GO!" Sighing, he pulled off onto the highway, and all of a sudden, Ronda began to laugh.
~*The next day in Florida*~
"Well, you have enough information to take Dwayne to court," Dany's lawyer Jonathan Davis told her as they sat in her living room having coffee. "We can go see the both of them today if you'd like."
"No, I want to wait. They're newlyweds and I want them to enjoy this time together, their happiness, because it sure as hell isn't gonna last very long," Dany replied, smiling to herself and taking a sip of coffee.
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What's Dany gonna do?
And what the hell is wrong with Ronda!?
These questions and more will be answered….IN THE NEXT CHAPTER!!!! Dun na na!!!!
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Authoresses Note-* Cuz Jessie just loves her some Albert!! Hyuck!!
