A quiet knocking awakened the sleeping Randy Orton. He groggily rolled
from his bed, put on a pair of sweats and a t-shirt and opened the door.
Standing before him was the perky figure of Molly Holly. He squinted at
her for a moment, as the realization of what had occurred the night before
flooded over him.
"I brought you some coffee." Molly offered, waving the Starbucks container in her hands.
"Thanks" he muttered taking the cup.
Molly walked into the room slowly as Randy sat down at a table and motioned for her to do the same. An uncomfortable silence filled the room as the two sipped at their drinks. Randy was embarrassed about his previous actions and Molly was too emotionally sensitive to bring the topic up.
"Listen Molly, I'm really sorry about last night." Randy said at last, "I don't know what I was thinking."
Molly smiled understandingly, "I do."
"What?" Randy questioned.
"Well it's pretty obvious." Molly responded.
"Not to me."
"Then you're kidding yourself." She laughed. "How does Gail being with your best friend Dave make you feel?"
Randy looked down, "It's what she wants. She chose him."
"You didn't even give her a chance to pick you Randy." Molly explained, "Gail is not the kind of girl that can put herself out there. Especially considering what happened when she put herself out there for the fans. You know what happened as well as I do. She fell flat on her face, literally. If you want to be with her you have to make the first move."
"But she's with Dave now." Randy tried, his voice weak, "I can't betray him like that. And what does all this have to do with last night?"
Molly giggled, "You'd have slept with a fish last night if it was willing."
Randy faked a laugh and looked down at his watch, "Christ it's already 8:45! We gotta plane to catch at 10:15!"
Molly looked around the room, "Well, you fell asleep before you could brush your teeth or do anything like that. You fell asleep in your underwear, and you only spent one night here. How much packing can you possibly have?"
Randy looked at her with an almost startling seriousness, "Not packing, you think I get this face without work?" He told her finally bursting into laughter.
"Well I'll let the beauty queen get to work then. I'll see you at the airport." Molly patted his shoulder as she stood up and began to exit.
"Molly," Randy called after her, "Thanks."
Molly just smiled before shutting the door. Randy brushed his hand through his hair as he gathered his few garments and stuffed them into his suitcase.
"Dave we gotta go!" Gail hollered.
It was ridiculous. She, the woman, was already made-up, packed and ready to go, while Dave had just rolled out of bed and was busy shaving his goatee to the perfect degree. She tapped her foot impatiently. She told him he should have packed last night. But did he listen to her? Of course not. He'd have plenty of time to pack in the morning. So much for that.
The previous night had been fun. Well mostly fun. She and Dave had fun but she was worried about Randy. She'd seen him talking to Molly. There was no way those two hooked up was there?
"If you don't come out in ten seconds I'm leaving you." Gail warned.
Sure enough Dave exited the bathroom in mere seconds, "Maybe I need a more faithful girl then." Dave joked.
Gail smirked and hurried him out the door. As fate would have it as the two passed a door it swung open and Randy Orton walked out. Gail's slender eyes lit up as she saw him.
"Hi Randy." She said.
"Hey Gail." He muttered sheepishly.
"So where did you got to last night?" Gail laughed.
"Just back to the hotel room," he told her, scratching the back of his head awkwardly.
"Hey you're the one who told us we had to hurry so let's go." Dave demanded.
"Oh be quiet." Gail giggled, "Do you wanna share a cab with us to the airport Randy?"
Randy looked to Dave who gave him a look as to say 'don't even think about it'. Randy smiled but shook his head, "Thanks for the offer but uh, it's a little ritual for me to ride to the airport alone."
Gail gave him a curious look but shrugged, "I'll see you at the arena then."
The couple walked off and once again Randy watched them. All he wanted was to reach out and touch her, but he couldn't, he wouldn't. A ritual to ride to the airport alone? He didn't even buy that.
All the wrestlers sat in the airport terminal. Some were sleeping while others were reading, and surprisingly, others were drinking.
"This sucks we can't sit together." Dave grumbled to Gail.
"Well if you hadn't insisted on taking so much time in the bathroom, we could have gotten here earlier and gotten seats next to each other" Gail replied.
"Now boarding rows fifteen and higher," The woman at the gate called.
Dave and Gail went through the familiar routine of boarding the plane and walked to their respective seats, "I'll see you in a couple hours." Gail whispered as she stored her carry-on in the overhead compartment. Gail looked down to see who she'd have to endure for the next hour and a half and was pleasantly surprised to see none other than Molly.
The two girls exchanged the normal small-talk as the plane prepared for departure and lifted into the air.
"So how is Dave?" Molly inquired innocently.
"Well things are going alright I guess..." Gail responded.
"But?" Molly nudged her on.
"Well I mean, he's a nice guy I think. But I don't know, he's not the most sensitive man in the world. And sometimes, I guess, I think he isn't as committed to our relationship as I am. Well no, I shouldn't say that. I do think he loves me." Gail explained.
"Do you mind if I put in my two cents?" Molly asked.
"Not at all." Gail responded.
"You know that I would never try to tell you what to do." Molly began, "And you know that I respect every decision you make. Whether I agree with it or not, I respect it. But girl, you're with the wrong Evolution member."
Gail tilted her head curiously in a manner that begged Molly to keep going.
"Can't you see the way he looks at you? Nothing seems to make him happier than when he sees you. And likewise nothing seems to hurt him more than when he sees you and Dave. If you were to fall down and bump your knee he would wait on you hand and foot. He would serve you like a queen." Molly continued.
"Why didn't he say anything before?" Gail wondered.
"You and Randy are too alike in that aspect. Neither one of you will put yourself out there." Molly told her.
Meanwhile, further back on the plane Randy Orton listened inattentively to the mindless rambling of one Stacy Keibler.
"And then when I was fourteen I met this boy name Josh. Oh my god, like, he was totally the cutest thing ever. I mean, for a fourteen year old. Like today I would never think about going out with him. That's just gross. He was so totally my first true love. And then when I was fifteen I met Peter. He had like, these eyelashes that I seriously think went to China. They were like, really long. And he had these blue eyes that were like, the color of the sky. I think he was my first true love. Then when I was sixteen I met Matthew, at least I think his name was Matthew. He was a couple years older than me but we had this like, really cool connection. Like, I could say something and he would just get it ya know? And when we kissed, it was like a jolt of lightning. It was so cool. I think he was my first true love."
Stacy's mind-numbing account of her teen years was enough to make even Randy crack. He wanted nothing more to strangle her neck. At least then he wouldn't have to listen to her voice anymore. Finally he put on his headphones. Stacy didn't seem to take the hint though and just kept talking.
Towards the end of the plane ride Stacy got up to go to the bathroom and Randy took off his head phones. He rubbed his forehead before hearing the sound of Dave Batista's voice behind him.
"Don't worry about Gail," Dave told the person he was speaking to on his cell phone, "She's nothing more than a two-week fling....She'll be gone by the end of the week, and then you won't have to feel guilty...So I'll see you after the show tonight right? Great. Don't worry about that...I'll just tell her I don't feel good or something...I'll see you then." Dave said snapping his cell shut.
Randy was about to let loose when Stacy came back from the bathroom, "So where was I? Oh yeah. And that's when they asked me if I was interested in being a Baltimore Ravens Cheerleader. And I was just like, Oh my god! That's like every girls dream right?"
"I brought you some coffee." Molly offered, waving the Starbucks container in her hands.
"Thanks" he muttered taking the cup.
Molly walked into the room slowly as Randy sat down at a table and motioned for her to do the same. An uncomfortable silence filled the room as the two sipped at their drinks. Randy was embarrassed about his previous actions and Molly was too emotionally sensitive to bring the topic up.
"Listen Molly, I'm really sorry about last night." Randy said at last, "I don't know what I was thinking."
Molly smiled understandingly, "I do."
"What?" Randy questioned.
"Well it's pretty obvious." Molly responded.
"Not to me."
"Then you're kidding yourself." She laughed. "How does Gail being with your best friend Dave make you feel?"
Randy looked down, "It's what she wants. She chose him."
"You didn't even give her a chance to pick you Randy." Molly explained, "Gail is not the kind of girl that can put herself out there. Especially considering what happened when she put herself out there for the fans. You know what happened as well as I do. She fell flat on her face, literally. If you want to be with her you have to make the first move."
"But she's with Dave now." Randy tried, his voice weak, "I can't betray him like that. And what does all this have to do with last night?"
Molly giggled, "You'd have slept with a fish last night if it was willing."
Randy faked a laugh and looked down at his watch, "Christ it's already 8:45! We gotta plane to catch at 10:15!"
Molly looked around the room, "Well, you fell asleep before you could brush your teeth or do anything like that. You fell asleep in your underwear, and you only spent one night here. How much packing can you possibly have?"
Randy looked at her with an almost startling seriousness, "Not packing, you think I get this face without work?" He told her finally bursting into laughter.
"Well I'll let the beauty queen get to work then. I'll see you at the airport." Molly patted his shoulder as she stood up and began to exit.
"Molly," Randy called after her, "Thanks."
Molly just smiled before shutting the door. Randy brushed his hand through his hair as he gathered his few garments and stuffed them into his suitcase.
"Dave we gotta go!" Gail hollered.
It was ridiculous. She, the woman, was already made-up, packed and ready to go, while Dave had just rolled out of bed and was busy shaving his goatee to the perfect degree. She tapped her foot impatiently. She told him he should have packed last night. But did he listen to her? Of course not. He'd have plenty of time to pack in the morning. So much for that.
The previous night had been fun. Well mostly fun. She and Dave had fun but she was worried about Randy. She'd seen him talking to Molly. There was no way those two hooked up was there?
"If you don't come out in ten seconds I'm leaving you." Gail warned.
Sure enough Dave exited the bathroom in mere seconds, "Maybe I need a more faithful girl then." Dave joked.
Gail smirked and hurried him out the door. As fate would have it as the two passed a door it swung open and Randy Orton walked out. Gail's slender eyes lit up as she saw him.
"Hi Randy." She said.
"Hey Gail." He muttered sheepishly.
"So where did you got to last night?" Gail laughed.
"Just back to the hotel room," he told her, scratching the back of his head awkwardly.
"Hey you're the one who told us we had to hurry so let's go." Dave demanded.
"Oh be quiet." Gail giggled, "Do you wanna share a cab with us to the airport Randy?"
Randy looked to Dave who gave him a look as to say 'don't even think about it'. Randy smiled but shook his head, "Thanks for the offer but uh, it's a little ritual for me to ride to the airport alone."
Gail gave him a curious look but shrugged, "I'll see you at the arena then."
The couple walked off and once again Randy watched them. All he wanted was to reach out and touch her, but he couldn't, he wouldn't. A ritual to ride to the airport alone? He didn't even buy that.
All the wrestlers sat in the airport terminal. Some were sleeping while others were reading, and surprisingly, others were drinking.
"This sucks we can't sit together." Dave grumbled to Gail.
"Well if you hadn't insisted on taking so much time in the bathroom, we could have gotten here earlier and gotten seats next to each other" Gail replied.
"Now boarding rows fifteen and higher," The woman at the gate called.
Dave and Gail went through the familiar routine of boarding the plane and walked to their respective seats, "I'll see you in a couple hours." Gail whispered as she stored her carry-on in the overhead compartment. Gail looked down to see who she'd have to endure for the next hour and a half and was pleasantly surprised to see none other than Molly.
The two girls exchanged the normal small-talk as the plane prepared for departure and lifted into the air.
"So how is Dave?" Molly inquired innocently.
"Well things are going alright I guess..." Gail responded.
"But?" Molly nudged her on.
"Well I mean, he's a nice guy I think. But I don't know, he's not the most sensitive man in the world. And sometimes, I guess, I think he isn't as committed to our relationship as I am. Well no, I shouldn't say that. I do think he loves me." Gail explained.
"Do you mind if I put in my two cents?" Molly asked.
"Not at all." Gail responded.
"You know that I would never try to tell you what to do." Molly began, "And you know that I respect every decision you make. Whether I agree with it or not, I respect it. But girl, you're with the wrong Evolution member."
Gail tilted her head curiously in a manner that begged Molly to keep going.
"Can't you see the way he looks at you? Nothing seems to make him happier than when he sees you. And likewise nothing seems to hurt him more than when he sees you and Dave. If you were to fall down and bump your knee he would wait on you hand and foot. He would serve you like a queen." Molly continued.
"Why didn't he say anything before?" Gail wondered.
"You and Randy are too alike in that aspect. Neither one of you will put yourself out there." Molly told her.
Meanwhile, further back on the plane Randy Orton listened inattentively to the mindless rambling of one Stacy Keibler.
"And then when I was fourteen I met this boy name Josh. Oh my god, like, he was totally the cutest thing ever. I mean, for a fourteen year old. Like today I would never think about going out with him. That's just gross. He was so totally my first true love. And then when I was fifteen I met Peter. He had like, these eyelashes that I seriously think went to China. They were like, really long. And he had these blue eyes that were like, the color of the sky. I think he was my first true love. Then when I was sixteen I met Matthew, at least I think his name was Matthew. He was a couple years older than me but we had this like, really cool connection. Like, I could say something and he would just get it ya know? And when we kissed, it was like a jolt of lightning. It was so cool. I think he was my first true love."
Stacy's mind-numbing account of her teen years was enough to make even Randy crack. He wanted nothing more to strangle her neck. At least then he wouldn't have to listen to her voice anymore. Finally he put on his headphones. Stacy didn't seem to take the hint though and just kept talking.
Towards the end of the plane ride Stacy got up to go to the bathroom and Randy took off his head phones. He rubbed his forehead before hearing the sound of Dave Batista's voice behind him.
"Don't worry about Gail," Dave told the person he was speaking to on his cell phone, "She's nothing more than a two-week fling....She'll be gone by the end of the week, and then you won't have to feel guilty...So I'll see you after the show tonight right? Great. Don't worry about that...I'll just tell her I don't feel good or something...I'll see you then." Dave said snapping his cell shut.
Randy was about to let loose when Stacy came back from the bathroom, "So where was I? Oh yeah. And that's when they asked me if I was interested in being a Baltimore Ravens Cheerleader. And I was just like, Oh my god! That's like every girls dream right?"
