Disclaimer: Y'all already know the drill, so I'm not going to repeat myself.
Author Notes: YAY!! Aimee loves my story! lol... I do update quite frequently, unlike you my friend *raises an eyebrow* lol.. j/k... Of course you get Shane who else would? lol... I don't think anyone saw that coming with Dillion, except for Steph, because she suggested it lol.. luv ya
A/N2: Why doesn't anyone review my fic?? c'mon people.. Read and Review, please!! I'm begging here!! lol
~~Chapter 5~~
Amy, Randy, Sophia, and Paul, made their way out of the arena to the parking lot, and to the 2 separate car's. Amy and Sophia in the Mercedes, Paul and Randy in the SUV. As Sophia and Amy were driving back home, Amy asked the question that had been weighing heavily on her mind for some time,
"Sophy? Do you think this marriage, mine and Randy's, will be a mistake?" Amy whispered, the doubt very evident in her voice.
"No! No, of course not! You love Randy, and he undoubtedly loves you, do you know what Brock told me the other day? He told me that since Randy met you that day in OVW, he hasn't so much as looked at another woman since! Don't you think THAT is love, Aimz?"
"I guess it is, but all I do to the people I love, is hurt them. I alienate 'em all, and the ones that died, I feel as if I killed them, me, Soapy, me! Do you know what it's like to feel as if you killed your family?!?! Do you?!? Does Randy, does Paul, does Stacy, does Uncle Vince, does Aunt Linda, does Steph or Shane?!?! Hell no! And this time, with Stephanie and them, I saw a car accident, but I didn't have the feeling that it was a family member! That's how fucking distant me and them have gotten, but I'm still gonna keep it that fuckin' way with the other two." Amy said, pretty much screaming, her voice seeming very bitter when she metioned her sister. After that she slumped in her seat, and began to sob profusely, mumbling something about being weak, and not in control, and about killing her family.
"Amy, girl, you *HAVE* to listen to me, ok? You don't alienate them all, because when you get angry, we know you say shit you don't mean, but you haven't gotten rid of us all have you? and no, I may not know what it's like to feel like I killed my family, but seeing you like this, I know it must be a living fuckin' hell everyday! And just because you didn't get the feeling that it was someone close to you in that accident, it doesn't mean that it is your fault that you guy's were distant, listen to me Amy, please listen. It is THEIR fault that you all are distant, not yours. And if you want to stay distant with Brian and Shan, then go ahead, if that is what you feel is best, then I am not going to argue. And for the record, we might not understand how it feels, but we sure as hell try to! We just want you to feel better. I mean, your aunt and uncle gave you and Randy as long as you need off to get yourself straightened out, but tonight, you went out there and wrestled, as if nothing was wrong, and that I admire, I really do. But kid, you need some time to grieve" Sophia said, handing Amy a tissue.
"I don't need time off to grieve. I don't want time off to grieve! I'm booked at several shows, and at the PPV in a couple weeks. I made commitment's, and I'm going to keep them" Amy said fiercely.
"Also, I didn't lose any one imfuckin'portant! So let's just drop it before we fight, and say thing's we don't mean" Amy snarled at her friend.
"Fine, you know what, we won't talk about it anymore, but please, talk to someone" Sophia said, and sighed while turning into her driveway. She wished her friend understood that what she was trying to do was to help her, not hurt her.
"Thanks Soph, but really, I can't talk to anyone, I don't rely on people to help me, I help myself-"
"But that's the thing! Your not helping yourself! There's no way to put this nicely, but your as messed up as ever!"
"No I'm fucking not! I'm just allowing my pain, my hurt, my anger to come out in a different way! and as I was saying, I help myself, if and when I want to!" Amy said angrily, tired of arguing with her friend.
"No, you know what fine. We're not going to argue over a moot point, and since we both totally disagree, let's just drop it, and talk about something else... So, did you get hurt tonight?"
"Ok, Soapy, no more talking about that subject.. and No, I didn't get hurt in my match, although, Lisa Marie hit me a little hard with the kick, and she was a little stiff smashing my head, but other than that, I'm fine." Amy replied.
"That's good. I got hurt when Peter hit me with that Kendo sticck, I'll just put some ice on my back when we get inside though."
"Alright" Amy replied as they walked to the trunk, and grabbed all the shopping bags, and walked into the living room to see Paul and Randy holding their own gym bags, plus Amy and Sophia's.
Amy and Sophia walked over to the floor beside the couch, and they dumped out the content's of ALL the bag's. Randy and Paul gaping, and stuttering,
"You? That much? do-do you have e-en-enough?!?!"
"Oh boy's, we didn't spend THAT much money!" Amy said, smirking at them.
"How fucking much did you spend then, honey?" Randy asked his fiance, thinking he might have a heart attack over the figure's.
"Wouldn't you love to know" Amy said smartly, smirking, and then finally gave in and told Randy,
"I only spend like $600-something"
"Only?!?! Only $600-fucking something?!?! I'm not a damn bank ya know!" Randy said, surprised that in one shopping trip, his fiance could spend *that* much!
"Oh, it is not that much, stop being so friggin' dramatic" Amy replied.
"Sophia, dear, honey, baby, how much did you spend?" Paul asked, worried that it could be as much as Amy, or more!
"Oh, only like $400-something." Sophia said, "Chill, I didn't spend as much as shopping queen over there" She continued, pointing in Amy's direction.
"Hey Soph, at least *I* didn't max out the credit card! so HA!" Amy said, smirking again.
"Well, well, so that's not the point! At least I spent less than you" Sophia argued weakly.
"So freakin' what if you spent less! I didn't max out the credit card" Amy said, satisfied, that Paul now looked completely floored.
"Sophia, you what?!?! You spent *LESS* then shopping queen, and you maxed out the credit card, how the hell?!?!" Paul exclaimed, shaking his head, and letting out a sigh.
"Easily babe, me and you had gone shopping a little while ago, and I went shopping a few days before Randy and Amy got here, so..." Sophia trailed off.
Paul groaned, what is it with women, why do they NEED to shop? he asked him inwardly. He didn't even WANT to contemplate that, all he knew, was that women can give you a complex.
"Why don't we go hang out in the backyard? Have some drinks?" Amy said.
"Yeah sure, we can go in the pool or whatever, so much shit out there to choose from" Sophia replied.
Sophia and Amy ran to the living room, each grabbing one of the new bikini's that they had purchased, and ran upstairs. Randy and Paul followed.
"Baby? Are you *really* alright?" Randy asked when he walked into the room, he walked over to Amy, and started massaging her shoulder's, as she started at herself in the mirror, and she asked,
"Randy? Do you think I'm getting too fat?" Amy asked, studying herself critically.
"Honey, you are soo NOT fat! What would give you that idea?!?!" Randy said, incredulous.
"My thigh's are getting like, ugh, and I have a fat ass" Amy said.
"Babe, I love you no matter what you look like, and for the record, your thigh's look just fine! and you don't have a fat ass, you have a nice ass, but that's just MY opinion, ya know me, your fiance, the man that love's you, that man that you love" Randy said.
"Hun, I know I'm getting fat, I gotta go on a diet, stop lying to me to make me feel better"
"You don't need a damn diet! I am not lying, I swear you look just fine the way you are! I was asked awhile ago, if I could take one thing with me on a desert island what would I take, and you know what I said? I said I would take a 20 year old, athletically built, long legged brunette, with dark skin, and an exotic look....that can cook good fish and baby, look in the mirror, that is EXACTLY what you are, and we can work on the cooking part" Randy said.
"Well, I guess, but what made me attractive to you? What attracted you to me? The fact that I'm the neice, although more like another daughter to Vince McMahon? My looks? My body?" Amy asked.
"Well, I loved your smile, and your smart mouth, and I thought, that you, were the hottest girl I had met in a long time, and how lucky I was to have you as my valet." Randy replied, smiling at her.
"I unno.. but let's go, go put on ur trunks fast, and grab a towel" Amy said.
Randy walked over to his suitcase, grabbed his trunks, stripped, and then quickly pulled on his trunks. He grabbed 2 towels, and him and Amy hurried downstairs, and got to the living room to see Paul and Sophia passionately kissing. They didn't want to interrupt them, so they walked to the kitchen, and grabbed a bunch of bottle's of Smirnoff Ice Triple Black, some Bacardi Silver, and a couple Corona's. They took them out to the patio, and put them on the table. Randy started to walk towards the door, to get Sophia and Paul, but Amy stopped him, grabbing his hand. She walked towards him, and wrapped her arm's around his neck, and then began kissing his neck, Randy moaned, he bent his head and Amy turned her head up, and he began kissing her passionately, Amy returning the kiss wholeheartedly,
"Baby, if we don't stop this now, we might not have any clothes on much longer, why don't we wait till we get upstairs later?" Amy whispered into Randy's lip's.
Randy pulled away reluctantly, and growled something, Amy just smacked him playfully on the chest,
"Shut up, baby! Let's go get Paul and Sophia."
She grabbed Randy's hand, and pulled him into the house, and they walked to the living room, holding hand's. Amy let go of Randy's hand, walked over to the kissing couple and said loudly,
"Whenever you guys wanna come up for air anytime soon, we have alkyhal out on the patio"
They stopped kissing with a start, and Sophia began blushing profusely,
"Whoops, sorry you guys" Sophia said, apoligetically.
"It's alright, me and him do the same thing" Amy said, laughing, pointing over to Randy.
"Well then let's go kid's" Paul said jokingly, calling them kid's, with him being the oldest of the bunch.
They all walked out the back patio, and each took at seat on the comfortable chairs, Amy however, not sitting on a chair, but in Randy's lap (a/n: I sure have a thing for sittin on his lap don't I?!?! LoL... now on with the fic)
Randy grabbed a bottle of Corona, while Amy grabbed her drink of choice, which was a Smirnoff Ice. She downed half the bottle in 2 large gulps. She then just began sipping it, and staring off into space, thinking, "Maybe I should call Aimee, and tell her to come tomorrow as well. Yes, that's what I'll do!"
"Will you guy's excuse me? I have to make a phone call" Amy said, getting up and grabbing her bottle of Smirnoff Ice Triple Black, and walking into the living room to grab her cell phone. She quickly punched in Aimee's number, and waited patiently like as the phone rang, it picked up on the fourth ring,
"Hello" said a male voice, that Amy thought she might recognize.
"Hey, Shane?" She asked hesitantly.
"Yeah, Aimz is that you, kid?!?!" He replied, surprised.
"Yep, it's me, one of the 3 Amy's" she laughed, and then took a sip of her drink.
"It's great to talk to you again, we haven't talked in soo long, since I haven't been to the show's in a few weeks, but Aimee's pregnant and all, and I wanted to be with her for a bit" Shane said, thinking about his little baby growing inside of his wife.
"Shaney, you know I love ya and all, but can I please talk to Aimee? I need to ask her something important, I need to ask you something as well... Will you be one of Randy's groomsmen?" Amy said.
"I love ya too, and of course I'll be one of his groomsmen, and hold on a sec, lemme get the evil pregnant lady" Shane replied.
Amy could hear him calling for her, telling her that Amy was on the phone for her, and a few minutes later Aimee picked up the phone and said,
"Amy!! I haven't talked to you in the longest time! How've you been? How's Randy? and before you ask, yes, the pregnancy is going great, not as difficult as when I was carrying Shauna, or Ryan, with Ryan, she was a hard pregnancy, Micheal moderate.. but Nicholas here... he's been an easy pregnancy so far.. oh by the way, I found out that it's a boy! How's Roxy doin'?"
"That's great girlie!! Tell all the kids that Aunt Amy say's hi! and Rox is doing great! She's been great, spendin a bunch of time with Daddy lately. Marshall is really good with her, and her and Hailie Jade along great! Which is a total plus, eventhough I'm on the road alot, and Marshall's on tour all the time, but he's home in the studio for a year, so he can take care of her if need be, and she goes to school in St.Louis, Randy's parent's love her to death, and so does Randy, and she calls Randy and Marshall both Daddy." Amy replied, thinking of her daughter, who she missed terribly, she was staying with her father and half sister for the summer.
"That's great girlie, I know that Randy loves her dearly, and he loves you too, would most guy's fall in love with a 19 year-old woman, and still love her after he found out her 3 year old little girl?"
"Not alot of guy's, but hell, I thought I really loved Marshall, and he had Hailie and that didn't bother me, but what *really* bothered me, was that he lied to me about Kim, he told me they weren't together, and that is the only reason I went out with him, the only reason I slept with him."
"But hun, that was different, and you know that you loved Hailie to death then, and you love her to death now. And think of this way, if you hadn't had sex with him, you wouldn't have your little girl, and she mean's the world to you"
"I guess so, but the reason I called you. One, will you be one of my bridesmaid's, and two, I'm gonna book you a plane ticket to St.Louis for tomorrow alright?"
"Of fuckin' course! and ok, call me and tell what time the flight is ok?"
"Yep, will do, love ya much. Lata"
"Love ya too, Lata"
They hung up, and Amy quickly picked up the phone, and dialed the familiar number, a man picked up on the fourth ring,
"Hey What Up?" The voice asked,
"Hey" Amy whispered, then repeated a little louder "Hey Marshall, it's me"
"Hey, kid! How are ya? How's the wedding coming along, about what you asked me before, I would LOVE to perform there, hell, I'd do anything for ya" Marshall said.
"I'm not great, and the wedding well, I don't wanna talk about it right now, I'm thinking about having Roxy in the wedding as the flower girl, and I was wondering, if you would allow Hailie to be there as well? In the wedding, or as a guest, it doesn't matter to me, I just want her to be there. And Marshall, thank you for being so good to me in the last 5 and a half years, lord knows I don't desreve it. Your one of the nicest men I know"
"Amy? What's wrong babe? You know that you can tell me anything. Is it Randy? because if it is, I swear, I'll beat that motherfucker" Marshall said angrily.
"No no Marshall, it's not Randy, it's... it's.." Amy said, her voice cracking, and finally she began crying, "It's Jake, and Kristy, and most of the kids, and it's Stephanie... Today.. they.. they got in an accident, they were driving, and I think the car lost control or something"
"Oh god, I'm so sorry, I'm coming to see you, alright? Wait, I don't care what you say, me, Hailie, and Roxy are flying down the St.Louis tomorrow. You know that can tell me anything, right? You know that I would NEVER judge you!" Marshall said. He still loved Amy with all his heart, but he knew that she was deeply in love with Randy, and he didn't want to ruin that for her.
"Yes Marshall, I know that, and me and Randy will be leaving tomorrow morning early."
"That's good, but you know what, I'm gonna go tell the girl's to start packing, and Roxy misses you, she'll be really to see Mommy"
'Alright, Marshall, I love you, I'm gonna go, later, and give each of the girl's a hug and kiss for me"
"Ok, I will, tell Randy hi for me, and I love you too. Lata"
Amy hung up, and drank the rest of her drink, and walked into the kitchen and wiped off her tears. She then threw out the empty bottle, and walked back outside,
"Hey guy's I'm back. Oh, and Randy, Marshall, Roxy, Hailie, Dillion, and Aimee are coming to the house tomorrow."
"Alright." Randy replied, slurring some of his words.
"C'mon you, let's go upstairs 'cause I can tell your trashed already" Amy said, grabbing a couple Bacardi's, and a Smirnoff, and then poking Randy, and walked into the house. Randy got up slowly, and followed her. When Randy got to the room, Amy was laying on the bed, and had already finished a bottle and a half of Bacardi. Randy walked into the bathroom, and by the time he came out, she had the 2 bottles of Bacardi, and had less than a bottle of Smirnoff left.
"Whoa baby, slow down on those drink's, do you want to be totally hung over when you daughter come's tomorrow?"
"No, but I just want to drink away my problem's, and I'm sure Marshall or you can tell her something, and Hailie too." Amy said, and then downed the rest of the bottle.
"Now I promised you something, and well, I intend to make good on that promise" Amy said, and began kissing Randy's neck, all the way up to his mouth, and they began passionately kissing, Randy pulled off her bikini top, and she pulled off his trunks, and he then pulled off her bikini bottom's. (Since the fic is PG13... I'll let y'all fill in the rest lol... all I can say, is Junk Blower lol)
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That's it for now... PLEASE read and review everyone... Thanks.. tell me if you have any idea's or what-not..
Luv n Hugz n Shit,
EvolutionsChick (Amy)
Author Notes: YAY!! Aimee loves my story! lol... I do update quite frequently, unlike you my friend *raises an eyebrow* lol.. j/k... Of course you get Shane who else would? lol... I don't think anyone saw that coming with Dillion, except for Steph, because she suggested it lol.. luv ya
A/N2: Why doesn't anyone review my fic?? c'mon people.. Read and Review, please!! I'm begging here!! lol
~~Chapter 5~~
Amy, Randy, Sophia, and Paul, made their way out of the arena to the parking lot, and to the 2 separate car's. Amy and Sophia in the Mercedes, Paul and Randy in the SUV. As Sophia and Amy were driving back home, Amy asked the question that had been weighing heavily on her mind for some time,
"Sophy? Do you think this marriage, mine and Randy's, will be a mistake?" Amy whispered, the doubt very evident in her voice.
"No! No, of course not! You love Randy, and he undoubtedly loves you, do you know what Brock told me the other day? He told me that since Randy met you that day in OVW, he hasn't so much as looked at another woman since! Don't you think THAT is love, Aimz?"
"I guess it is, but all I do to the people I love, is hurt them. I alienate 'em all, and the ones that died, I feel as if I killed them, me, Soapy, me! Do you know what it's like to feel as if you killed your family?!?! Do you?!? Does Randy, does Paul, does Stacy, does Uncle Vince, does Aunt Linda, does Steph or Shane?!?! Hell no! And this time, with Stephanie and them, I saw a car accident, but I didn't have the feeling that it was a family member! That's how fucking distant me and them have gotten, but I'm still gonna keep it that fuckin' way with the other two." Amy said, pretty much screaming, her voice seeming very bitter when she metioned her sister. After that she slumped in her seat, and began to sob profusely, mumbling something about being weak, and not in control, and about killing her family.
"Amy, girl, you *HAVE* to listen to me, ok? You don't alienate them all, because when you get angry, we know you say shit you don't mean, but you haven't gotten rid of us all have you? and no, I may not know what it's like to feel like I killed my family, but seeing you like this, I know it must be a living fuckin' hell everyday! And just because you didn't get the feeling that it was someone close to you in that accident, it doesn't mean that it is your fault that you guy's were distant, listen to me Amy, please listen. It is THEIR fault that you all are distant, not yours. And if you want to stay distant with Brian and Shan, then go ahead, if that is what you feel is best, then I am not going to argue. And for the record, we might not understand how it feels, but we sure as hell try to! We just want you to feel better. I mean, your aunt and uncle gave you and Randy as long as you need off to get yourself straightened out, but tonight, you went out there and wrestled, as if nothing was wrong, and that I admire, I really do. But kid, you need some time to grieve" Sophia said, handing Amy a tissue.
"I don't need time off to grieve. I don't want time off to grieve! I'm booked at several shows, and at the PPV in a couple weeks. I made commitment's, and I'm going to keep them" Amy said fiercely.
"Also, I didn't lose any one imfuckin'portant! So let's just drop it before we fight, and say thing's we don't mean" Amy snarled at her friend.
"Fine, you know what, we won't talk about it anymore, but please, talk to someone" Sophia said, and sighed while turning into her driveway. She wished her friend understood that what she was trying to do was to help her, not hurt her.
"Thanks Soph, but really, I can't talk to anyone, I don't rely on people to help me, I help myself-"
"But that's the thing! Your not helping yourself! There's no way to put this nicely, but your as messed up as ever!"
"No I'm fucking not! I'm just allowing my pain, my hurt, my anger to come out in a different way! and as I was saying, I help myself, if and when I want to!" Amy said angrily, tired of arguing with her friend.
"No, you know what fine. We're not going to argue over a moot point, and since we both totally disagree, let's just drop it, and talk about something else... So, did you get hurt tonight?"
"Ok, Soapy, no more talking about that subject.. and No, I didn't get hurt in my match, although, Lisa Marie hit me a little hard with the kick, and she was a little stiff smashing my head, but other than that, I'm fine." Amy replied.
"That's good. I got hurt when Peter hit me with that Kendo sticck, I'll just put some ice on my back when we get inside though."
"Alright" Amy replied as they walked to the trunk, and grabbed all the shopping bags, and walked into the living room to see Paul and Randy holding their own gym bags, plus Amy and Sophia's.
Amy and Sophia walked over to the floor beside the couch, and they dumped out the content's of ALL the bag's. Randy and Paul gaping, and stuttering,
"You? That much? do-do you have e-en-enough?!?!"
"Oh boy's, we didn't spend THAT much money!" Amy said, smirking at them.
"How fucking much did you spend then, honey?" Randy asked his fiance, thinking he might have a heart attack over the figure's.
"Wouldn't you love to know" Amy said smartly, smirking, and then finally gave in and told Randy,
"I only spend like $600-something"
"Only?!?! Only $600-fucking something?!?! I'm not a damn bank ya know!" Randy said, surprised that in one shopping trip, his fiance could spend *that* much!
"Oh, it is not that much, stop being so friggin' dramatic" Amy replied.
"Sophia, dear, honey, baby, how much did you spend?" Paul asked, worried that it could be as much as Amy, or more!
"Oh, only like $400-something." Sophia said, "Chill, I didn't spend as much as shopping queen over there" She continued, pointing in Amy's direction.
"Hey Soph, at least *I* didn't max out the credit card! so HA!" Amy said, smirking again.
"Well, well, so that's not the point! At least I spent less than you" Sophia argued weakly.
"So freakin' what if you spent less! I didn't max out the credit card" Amy said, satisfied, that Paul now looked completely floored.
"Sophia, you what?!?! You spent *LESS* then shopping queen, and you maxed out the credit card, how the hell?!?!" Paul exclaimed, shaking his head, and letting out a sigh.
"Easily babe, me and you had gone shopping a little while ago, and I went shopping a few days before Randy and Amy got here, so..." Sophia trailed off.
Paul groaned, what is it with women, why do they NEED to shop? he asked him inwardly. He didn't even WANT to contemplate that, all he knew, was that women can give you a complex.
"Why don't we go hang out in the backyard? Have some drinks?" Amy said.
"Yeah sure, we can go in the pool or whatever, so much shit out there to choose from" Sophia replied.
Sophia and Amy ran to the living room, each grabbing one of the new bikini's that they had purchased, and ran upstairs. Randy and Paul followed.
"Baby? Are you *really* alright?" Randy asked when he walked into the room, he walked over to Amy, and started massaging her shoulder's, as she started at herself in the mirror, and she asked,
"Randy? Do you think I'm getting too fat?" Amy asked, studying herself critically.
"Honey, you are soo NOT fat! What would give you that idea?!?!" Randy said, incredulous.
"My thigh's are getting like, ugh, and I have a fat ass" Amy said.
"Babe, I love you no matter what you look like, and for the record, your thigh's look just fine! and you don't have a fat ass, you have a nice ass, but that's just MY opinion, ya know me, your fiance, the man that love's you, that man that you love" Randy said.
"Hun, I know I'm getting fat, I gotta go on a diet, stop lying to me to make me feel better"
"You don't need a damn diet! I am not lying, I swear you look just fine the way you are! I was asked awhile ago, if I could take one thing with me on a desert island what would I take, and you know what I said? I said I would take a 20 year old, athletically built, long legged brunette, with dark skin, and an exotic look....that can cook good fish and baby, look in the mirror, that is EXACTLY what you are, and we can work on the cooking part" Randy said.
"Well, I guess, but what made me attractive to you? What attracted you to me? The fact that I'm the neice, although more like another daughter to Vince McMahon? My looks? My body?" Amy asked.
"Well, I loved your smile, and your smart mouth, and I thought, that you, were the hottest girl I had met in a long time, and how lucky I was to have you as my valet." Randy replied, smiling at her.
"I unno.. but let's go, go put on ur trunks fast, and grab a towel" Amy said.
Randy walked over to his suitcase, grabbed his trunks, stripped, and then quickly pulled on his trunks. He grabbed 2 towels, and him and Amy hurried downstairs, and got to the living room to see Paul and Sophia passionately kissing. They didn't want to interrupt them, so they walked to the kitchen, and grabbed a bunch of bottle's of Smirnoff Ice Triple Black, some Bacardi Silver, and a couple Corona's. They took them out to the patio, and put them on the table. Randy started to walk towards the door, to get Sophia and Paul, but Amy stopped him, grabbing his hand. She walked towards him, and wrapped her arm's around his neck, and then began kissing his neck, Randy moaned, he bent his head and Amy turned her head up, and he began kissing her passionately, Amy returning the kiss wholeheartedly,
"Baby, if we don't stop this now, we might not have any clothes on much longer, why don't we wait till we get upstairs later?" Amy whispered into Randy's lip's.
Randy pulled away reluctantly, and growled something, Amy just smacked him playfully on the chest,
"Shut up, baby! Let's go get Paul and Sophia."
She grabbed Randy's hand, and pulled him into the house, and they walked to the living room, holding hand's. Amy let go of Randy's hand, walked over to the kissing couple and said loudly,
"Whenever you guys wanna come up for air anytime soon, we have alkyhal out on the patio"
They stopped kissing with a start, and Sophia began blushing profusely,
"Whoops, sorry you guys" Sophia said, apoligetically.
"It's alright, me and him do the same thing" Amy said, laughing, pointing over to Randy.
"Well then let's go kid's" Paul said jokingly, calling them kid's, with him being the oldest of the bunch.
They all walked out the back patio, and each took at seat on the comfortable chairs, Amy however, not sitting on a chair, but in Randy's lap (a/n: I sure have a thing for sittin on his lap don't I?!?! LoL... now on with the fic)
Randy grabbed a bottle of Corona, while Amy grabbed her drink of choice, which was a Smirnoff Ice. She downed half the bottle in 2 large gulps. She then just began sipping it, and staring off into space, thinking, "Maybe I should call Aimee, and tell her to come tomorrow as well. Yes, that's what I'll do!"
"Will you guy's excuse me? I have to make a phone call" Amy said, getting up and grabbing her bottle of Smirnoff Ice Triple Black, and walking into the living room to grab her cell phone. She quickly punched in Aimee's number, and waited patiently like as the phone rang, it picked up on the fourth ring,
"Hello" said a male voice, that Amy thought she might recognize.
"Hey, Shane?" She asked hesitantly.
"Yeah, Aimz is that you, kid?!?!" He replied, surprised.
"Yep, it's me, one of the 3 Amy's" she laughed, and then took a sip of her drink.
"It's great to talk to you again, we haven't talked in soo long, since I haven't been to the show's in a few weeks, but Aimee's pregnant and all, and I wanted to be with her for a bit" Shane said, thinking about his little baby growing inside of his wife.
"Shaney, you know I love ya and all, but can I please talk to Aimee? I need to ask her something important, I need to ask you something as well... Will you be one of Randy's groomsmen?" Amy said.
"I love ya too, and of course I'll be one of his groomsmen, and hold on a sec, lemme get the evil pregnant lady" Shane replied.
Amy could hear him calling for her, telling her that Amy was on the phone for her, and a few minutes later Aimee picked up the phone and said,
"Amy!! I haven't talked to you in the longest time! How've you been? How's Randy? and before you ask, yes, the pregnancy is going great, not as difficult as when I was carrying Shauna, or Ryan, with Ryan, she was a hard pregnancy, Micheal moderate.. but Nicholas here... he's been an easy pregnancy so far.. oh by the way, I found out that it's a boy! How's Roxy doin'?"
"That's great girlie!! Tell all the kids that Aunt Amy say's hi! and Rox is doing great! She's been great, spendin a bunch of time with Daddy lately. Marshall is really good with her, and her and Hailie Jade along great! Which is a total plus, eventhough I'm on the road alot, and Marshall's on tour all the time, but he's home in the studio for a year, so he can take care of her if need be, and she goes to school in St.Louis, Randy's parent's love her to death, and so does Randy, and she calls Randy and Marshall both Daddy." Amy replied, thinking of her daughter, who she missed terribly, she was staying with her father and half sister for the summer.
"That's great girlie, I know that Randy loves her dearly, and he loves you too, would most guy's fall in love with a 19 year-old woman, and still love her after he found out her 3 year old little girl?"
"Not alot of guy's, but hell, I thought I really loved Marshall, and he had Hailie and that didn't bother me, but what *really* bothered me, was that he lied to me about Kim, he told me they weren't together, and that is the only reason I went out with him, the only reason I slept with him."
"But hun, that was different, and you know that you loved Hailie to death then, and you love her to death now. And think of this way, if you hadn't had sex with him, you wouldn't have your little girl, and she mean's the world to you"
"I guess so, but the reason I called you. One, will you be one of my bridesmaid's, and two, I'm gonna book you a plane ticket to St.Louis for tomorrow alright?"
"Of fuckin' course! and ok, call me and tell what time the flight is ok?"
"Yep, will do, love ya much. Lata"
"Love ya too, Lata"
They hung up, and Amy quickly picked up the phone, and dialed the familiar number, a man picked up on the fourth ring,
"Hey What Up?" The voice asked,
"Hey" Amy whispered, then repeated a little louder "Hey Marshall, it's me"
"Hey, kid! How are ya? How's the wedding coming along, about what you asked me before, I would LOVE to perform there, hell, I'd do anything for ya" Marshall said.
"I'm not great, and the wedding well, I don't wanna talk about it right now, I'm thinking about having Roxy in the wedding as the flower girl, and I was wondering, if you would allow Hailie to be there as well? In the wedding, or as a guest, it doesn't matter to me, I just want her to be there. And Marshall, thank you for being so good to me in the last 5 and a half years, lord knows I don't desreve it. Your one of the nicest men I know"
"Amy? What's wrong babe? You know that you can tell me anything. Is it Randy? because if it is, I swear, I'll beat that motherfucker" Marshall said angrily.
"No no Marshall, it's not Randy, it's... it's.." Amy said, her voice cracking, and finally she began crying, "It's Jake, and Kristy, and most of the kids, and it's Stephanie... Today.. they.. they got in an accident, they were driving, and I think the car lost control or something"
"Oh god, I'm so sorry, I'm coming to see you, alright? Wait, I don't care what you say, me, Hailie, and Roxy are flying down the St.Louis tomorrow. You know that can tell me anything, right? You know that I would NEVER judge you!" Marshall said. He still loved Amy with all his heart, but he knew that she was deeply in love with Randy, and he didn't want to ruin that for her.
"Yes Marshall, I know that, and me and Randy will be leaving tomorrow morning early."
"That's good, but you know what, I'm gonna go tell the girl's to start packing, and Roxy misses you, she'll be really to see Mommy"
'Alright, Marshall, I love you, I'm gonna go, later, and give each of the girl's a hug and kiss for me"
"Ok, I will, tell Randy hi for me, and I love you too. Lata"
Amy hung up, and drank the rest of her drink, and walked into the kitchen and wiped off her tears. She then threw out the empty bottle, and walked back outside,
"Hey guy's I'm back. Oh, and Randy, Marshall, Roxy, Hailie, Dillion, and Aimee are coming to the house tomorrow."
"Alright." Randy replied, slurring some of his words.
"C'mon you, let's go upstairs 'cause I can tell your trashed already" Amy said, grabbing a couple Bacardi's, and a Smirnoff, and then poking Randy, and walked into the house. Randy got up slowly, and followed her. When Randy got to the room, Amy was laying on the bed, and had already finished a bottle and a half of Bacardi. Randy walked into the bathroom, and by the time he came out, she had the 2 bottles of Bacardi, and had less than a bottle of Smirnoff left.
"Whoa baby, slow down on those drink's, do you want to be totally hung over when you daughter come's tomorrow?"
"No, but I just want to drink away my problem's, and I'm sure Marshall or you can tell her something, and Hailie too." Amy said, and then downed the rest of the bottle.
"Now I promised you something, and well, I intend to make good on that promise" Amy said, and began kissing Randy's neck, all the way up to his mouth, and they began passionately kissing, Randy pulled off her bikini top, and she pulled off his trunks, and he then pulled off her bikini bottom's. (Since the fic is PG13... I'll let y'all fill in the rest lol... all I can say, is Junk Blower lol)
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That's it for now... PLEASE read and review everyone... Thanks.. tell me if you have any idea's or what-not..
Luv n Hugz n Shit,
EvolutionsChick (Amy)