Chapter 11:
"Chris! What the heck is your problem?!" Stacy exclaimed as she was dragged into their room.
"What's my problem?! What's my problem?! Stacy!!! What's your problem?!" Chris Jericho exclaimed back as Stacy jerked her arm away from him.
"This is so unfair! You guys don't rule over my life! I can make my own decisions and I choose to be with Randy! Is that such a crime if I fell for someone I'm not supposed to fall for?! You don't even know him! He's better than all three of you combined!" she told them as their jaws dropped a little.
"Stacy! You're making a big mistake..." Matt started but was suddenly cut off by her.
"No, I'm not! And even if I am...it's going to be MY fault. You guys don't have to do anything about it. How dare you just pull me out of his room like that?!"
"Stacy...we just don't want you to get hurt again." Jeff said with full sympathy and concern.
Stacy sighed, rolling her eyes. "Guys...I'm old enough to make my own decisions and be responsible of my own actions. I really appreciate it that you all watch over me...but what you're doing right now...it's just not right."
"Yeah. Okay. We're sorry." Chris apologized in a firm tone. "But could you do us a favor and just keep distance from him?"
Stacy sighed heavily, rolling her eyes, shaking her head and leaving the room. "You guys are pathetic..." she muttered, ignoring the voices that came from behind her as she continued to walk on.
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Later that night, Randy secretly sent a message to Stacy, asking her to come over to his room since she shared a room with Lita, Trish and Steph and therefore made it hard for him to visit her.
She came five minutes later, tiptoeing all the way and made sure she wasn't being followed. She lied to her friends that she was just going to the library and enjoy some leisure time there.
"Since when did Stacy start liking to read?" Lita asked as they all merely shrugged.
"Something tells me she's not going to the library." Stephanie said as Trish and Lita agreed.
"Well...whatever it is, let's just not make Chris, Matt and Jeff find out 'coz I think we all know where she really is going." Trish told them as they all nodded.
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Wearing just her pink pajamas, she gently knocked on the door as Randy quickly opened it and pulled her in.
"Hey...I'm sorry about a while ago..." Stacy told him as he smiled and shrugged it off.
"Nah...it's okay. I understand." He said, holding her hand and pulling her towards the bed where they could just sit and talk.
"So...is Hunter still mad at you?" Stacy asked, full of concern.
Randy shrugged. "Just a little. He gave me a last warning though that if he ever saw me with you again, I'll be receiving far more than beating." He said it coolly as if it was no big deal.
Stacy's jaw almost dropped as she began to speak softly, "Randy...maybe we shouldn't..." but was suddenly cut off by his lips meeting hers. He pulled away slowly and stared deep down her eyes.
"No, Stace. I'm willing to take the risk. I told you that. I don't care what kind of pain Hunter is going to put me through 'coz no pain will be compared to the pain I'll be feeling if I'm not with you." He told her as she smiled a bit and nodded, completely moved by what Randy had just said. Randy smiled back and leaned in to kiss her once again, this time a bit deeper. Just as his arms were working its way to wrap itself around Stacy's waist, a loud knock was heard from the door.
"Randy!!!" a familiar voice called out as Randy and Stacy both paled.
"It's Hunter..." Randy whispered, standing up and grabbing a hold of Stacy's hand. "Hide here." He told her, letting her enter the huge closet as he kissed her forehead and closed it. Pacing towards the door, he opened it and let Hunter in. Trailing behind him was Batista.
"Yeah?" Randy asked, raising an eyebrow as Hunter walked further into the room.
"We're heading out to the bar and have a couple of drinks. Wanna come?" Hunter queried, his tone firm and his eyebrow raised, his lips forming into a smirk.
"Uhhh...no, thanks. I'm kinda tired. And my face hurts." Randy pointed out to him, as his smirk grew wider.
Hunter meanwhile, merely snorted and shook his head. "It's your fault, Randy. If you just listened to me, I wouldn't have done that. That's just to remind you of who you are. You're part of Evolution, Randy and associating with people like Stacy Keibler can bring the whole group down. Got it?" Hunter told him as Randy rolled his eyes and nodded. "Good. And another thing...there's a lot of women out there dying to be with you! Don't limit yourself to just one!" Hunter snickered, grinning evilly as he patted Randy's shoulder before leaving the room. "See yah later, kid."
Batista meanwhile, waited until Hunter left the room before turning back towards Randy once again with a smirk on his face. "If you're going to be hiding Stacy inside your closet, make sure she's not wearing a color such as pink 'coz she can definitely be seen from here." He advised Randy, as Randy couldn't help but just smile at him.
"Thanks, Dave." He told the larger man.
"No problem. Just be careful with what you're doing. And whatever you plan on doing, I'm always here to support yah." He finished, following Hunter as they left for the bar.
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AWWW...ISN'T BATISTA SUCH A SWEETHEART? HEHEHE! DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW YOU GUYS! THANKS! SORRY FOR TAKING SO LONG TO UPDATE! HOPE YOU'RE NOT MAD AT ME! SORRY!