Disclaimer: As always I don't own anything.
AN: I know I don't say this enough. Thank you to all my reviewers, I sometimes forget that since I never get any questions.
Fine Line Between Love and Hate
Chapter Eight
When Randy returned to Raw a few days later his friends noticed that he was a much happier man, only none of them could figure out why. They could only assume that it had something to do with Ali.
"Uncle Randy look," Lizzie said running to him with a giant teddy bear in her arms. "Look what Daddy got me."
Randy picked up the little girl knowing that Dave and Sydney were probably looking for her. "We're going to find your daddy."
"Let me down," she giggled wiggling.
Randy took the little girl and swung her up on his shoulders, hoping to stop him from wiggling at least most of the way. "Look who I see," he told her putting her down.
"Syd," Lizzie said running toward the woman. "Where were you?"
"You missy were the one that ran off," Sydney said trying not to laugh. Randy on the other hand was laughing pretty hard.
"You look a lot happier," Paul said observing the scene in front of him.
"Yep," Randy said.
The night was interesting. The other members of Evolution were trying to find out what was making their youngest member so happy, unfortunately for them Randy wasn't spilling anything, in fact he was watching and laughing at all the theories that the other men, and occasionally Sydney were coming up with.
When Randy got back to his hotel room he realized that Ali had yet to get back to him. He found the paper the Leigh had written her number on and paused a moment before dialing the number. He did feel a little guilty since he hadn't gotten the number from her but it didn't last to long.
The phone rang, and rang. Randy eventually got her answering machine. He couldn't help but to smile when he heard her voice even when it was just recorded.
"Ali it's me Randy. You said you'd get back to me, but I guess I got to you first. I just wanted to know when we could get together. I'm not giving up that easily. Talk to you later," he said leaving his cell number so she wouldn't have to get it from Leigh.
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Ali was miserable, she'd gotten fired Friday and now she wasn't sure what she was supposed to do. The only thing that she was thrilled about was that she had more time to write. It was something she'd been doing since she'd started middle school.
She heard her phone ring and didn't want to deal with anyone so she let the answering machine get it. She'd been doing that all weekend and so far today, maybe tomorrow would be better. She heard Randy's voice and was temped to pick up the phone but resisted it. She didn't really w ant to talk to anyone at the moment, especially him. He would be able to convince her of anything right now and she didn't need that.
The only question she had was how he got her number. She didn't have to think about it very long. It only took a few seconds until she realized all he would have to do is ask and Leigh or their parents and they would give it to him in an instant.
She turned her attention back to her computer and the task that was at hand. She was writing fan fiction at the moment, but her writing always varied, unfortunately for the last few days her Randy muse, the one that she never really realized she had, had kicked into full gear. She was now writing almost nonstop, and hearing Randy's voice had only made her muse work that much harder.
'Why don't you go out with him and catch up?' the little voice kicked in a few minutes later. She had a simple answer. He would just walk all over her again and leave her heartbroken again.
The one thing that didn't factor in was his apology. Even if he had to apologize he could have came over said he was sorry then left not brought her yummy chocolates, flowers and breakfast. It totally contradicted what she'd been telling herself so much about him not caring.
She hadn't told anyone that she lost her job. She'd spent all day looking and it seemed like the only places that were looking were fast food places and an assortment of dingy offices and diners that she wasn't sure it would be safe to work at.
Tucking her hair behind her ear she finished her chapter before going to bed. She was going to again look for another job in the morning, hoping to have more success than she had today.
She changed into the Evolution tee-shirt (Leigh decided that it would be quite funny to get her it for Christmas.) and a pair of shorts and plopped down on her bed. She didn't know what she was doing wearing the shirt that she privately told Leigh she was going to burn. Now she was wearing it a lot, not that she was really concerned about it.
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The next morning Randy woke up in another hotel room remembering the dreams he'd had the previous night about Ali. He found if he just let himself think about he and not worry about it he would actually get some sleep and be able to function relatively normal, which might be a first like ever for him.
Randy was thrilled that he didn't have to share a room with anyone. Usually Sydney wasn't traveling with them so he normally roomed with Dave. He hated sharing a room, probably cause he never had to when he was a child.
He got to take his time getting ready since they had another show here tonight. 'I never realized the things I take for granted,' Randy told himself. He was going to call Ali again this morning even though she as probably at work and wouldn't return his call.
He again got her answering machine and left another message. He went down to the restaurant in the hotel for some food.
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Ali was convinced that here weren't enough places to work in St. Louis. She wasn't finding anything. She wasn't worried about it yet, unlike most people her age she had a lot of money saved up, so even if her parent's house didn't sell soon then she would be okay for at least three months.
Around noon she went back to her apartment, she was exhausted. The previous night was pretty restless. She wasn't sure what had caused the restlessness, but somehow it didn't seem to be leaving. She couldn't think about being still at the moment.
As always she absently checked her answering machine just waiting to hear some important voice. She listened. There were a lot of telemarketers, and then she heard the voice that had been racing through her head so many times the last week and a half. Randy had called her again. She debated calling him back but decided against it. She didn't want to fall in to deep with him again.
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So there you go. Sorry if this chapter wasn't as good as the other ones. Please review.
AN: I know I don't say this enough. Thank you to all my reviewers, I sometimes forget that since I never get any questions.
Fine Line Between Love and Hate
Chapter Eight
When Randy returned to Raw a few days later his friends noticed that he was a much happier man, only none of them could figure out why. They could only assume that it had something to do with Ali.
"Uncle Randy look," Lizzie said running to him with a giant teddy bear in her arms. "Look what Daddy got me."
Randy picked up the little girl knowing that Dave and Sydney were probably looking for her. "We're going to find your daddy."
"Let me down," she giggled wiggling.
Randy took the little girl and swung her up on his shoulders, hoping to stop him from wiggling at least most of the way. "Look who I see," he told her putting her down.
"Syd," Lizzie said running toward the woman. "Where were you?"
"You missy were the one that ran off," Sydney said trying not to laugh. Randy on the other hand was laughing pretty hard.
"You look a lot happier," Paul said observing the scene in front of him.
"Yep," Randy said.
The night was interesting. The other members of Evolution were trying to find out what was making their youngest member so happy, unfortunately for them Randy wasn't spilling anything, in fact he was watching and laughing at all the theories that the other men, and occasionally Sydney were coming up with.
When Randy got back to his hotel room he realized that Ali had yet to get back to him. He found the paper the Leigh had written her number on and paused a moment before dialing the number. He did feel a little guilty since he hadn't gotten the number from her but it didn't last to long.
The phone rang, and rang. Randy eventually got her answering machine. He couldn't help but to smile when he heard her voice even when it was just recorded.
"Ali it's me Randy. You said you'd get back to me, but I guess I got to you first. I just wanted to know when we could get together. I'm not giving up that easily. Talk to you later," he said leaving his cell number so she wouldn't have to get it from Leigh.
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Ali was miserable, she'd gotten fired Friday and now she wasn't sure what she was supposed to do. The only thing that she was thrilled about was that she had more time to write. It was something she'd been doing since she'd started middle school.
She heard her phone ring and didn't want to deal with anyone so she let the answering machine get it. She'd been doing that all weekend and so far today, maybe tomorrow would be better. She heard Randy's voice and was temped to pick up the phone but resisted it. She didn't really w ant to talk to anyone at the moment, especially him. He would be able to convince her of anything right now and she didn't need that.
The only question she had was how he got her number. She didn't have to think about it very long. It only took a few seconds until she realized all he would have to do is ask and Leigh or their parents and they would give it to him in an instant.
She turned her attention back to her computer and the task that was at hand. She was writing fan fiction at the moment, but her writing always varied, unfortunately for the last few days her Randy muse, the one that she never really realized she had, had kicked into full gear. She was now writing almost nonstop, and hearing Randy's voice had only made her muse work that much harder.
'Why don't you go out with him and catch up?' the little voice kicked in a few minutes later. She had a simple answer. He would just walk all over her again and leave her heartbroken again.
The one thing that didn't factor in was his apology. Even if he had to apologize he could have came over said he was sorry then left not brought her yummy chocolates, flowers and breakfast. It totally contradicted what she'd been telling herself so much about him not caring.
She hadn't told anyone that she lost her job. She'd spent all day looking and it seemed like the only places that were looking were fast food places and an assortment of dingy offices and diners that she wasn't sure it would be safe to work at.
Tucking her hair behind her ear she finished her chapter before going to bed. She was going to again look for another job in the morning, hoping to have more success than she had today.
She changed into the Evolution tee-shirt (Leigh decided that it would be quite funny to get her it for Christmas.) and a pair of shorts and plopped down on her bed. She didn't know what she was doing wearing the shirt that she privately told Leigh she was going to burn. Now she was wearing it a lot, not that she was really concerned about it.
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The next morning Randy woke up in another hotel room remembering the dreams he'd had the previous night about Ali. He found if he just let himself think about he and not worry about it he would actually get some sleep and be able to function relatively normal, which might be a first like ever for him.
Randy was thrilled that he didn't have to share a room with anyone. Usually Sydney wasn't traveling with them so he normally roomed with Dave. He hated sharing a room, probably cause he never had to when he was a child.
He got to take his time getting ready since they had another show here tonight. 'I never realized the things I take for granted,' Randy told himself. He was going to call Ali again this morning even though she as probably at work and wouldn't return his call.
He again got her answering machine and left another message. He went down to the restaurant in the hotel for some food.
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Ali was convinced that here weren't enough places to work in St. Louis. She wasn't finding anything. She wasn't worried about it yet, unlike most people her age she had a lot of money saved up, so even if her parent's house didn't sell soon then she would be okay for at least three months.
Around noon she went back to her apartment, she was exhausted. The previous night was pretty restless. She wasn't sure what had caused the restlessness, but somehow it didn't seem to be leaving. She couldn't think about being still at the moment.
As always she absently checked her answering machine just waiting to hear some important voice. She listened. There were a lot of telemarketers, and then she heard the voice that had been racing through her head so many times the last week and a half. Randy had called her again. She debated calling him back but decided against it. She didn't want to fall in to deep with him again.
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So there you go. Sorry if this chapter wasn't as good as the other ones. Please review.