CHAPTER 9
AUTHORS NOTE, JUST A LIL MORE BAD LANGUAGE IN THIS CHAP BUT NOT AS MUCH AS CHAP 8. LOL
"What the hell fuck happened to me? Owwwwwww shit ass my head hurts." said Amanda trying to get up out of bed, but failed miserably as she grabbed her head. "Where the hell am I? How the shit did I get here?" Amanda asked herself.
"Good you're up." came a chipper voice belonging to Randy.
"How the fuck did I get here, and where am I?" she asked looking around.
"Here, take these first. It'll get rid of your headache." He said handing her 4 Advil and a bottle of water. "Well lets see, you got on the plane, had way too much to drink, passed out, so I took you home."
"Where's home?" she asked after swallowing the pills.
"My place."
"Oh I -" Amanda stopped before running into the bathroom, throwing up.
"Its okay hun." Randy said soothingly as he held her hair back with one hand and used the other to rub her back. They were like that for a little while longer until Amanda stopped, and went back to the bed, lying down, as Randy brought her a wet wash cloth, and placed it on her forehead, after he lightly kissed it.
"How much did I have?" mumbled Amanda.
"Lindsay said 3 big ones and 3 little ones of tequila."
"Damn. Just like old times, huh?" Amanda said trying to joke.
"Amanda, it's not funny. I know you only drink when you're pissed. So what's up?" he asked even though he knew the answer, he just wanted to break Amanda of her stubbornness and independence.
"Nothin, just forget it. I think there's a meeting we have to go to, and I'm sure Trish is waiting for you." Amanda spat, trying to get up again, but still failed.
"Hold up. We got about 2 hours till that meeting, and why would Trish be waiting for me? He asked, again, knowing the answer.
"Randy I know yall hooked last night..."
"Whoa, me and Trish? That's obscured!" Randy laughed. "You actually think me and Trish are together? I can't stand her!" he said still laughing.
"Well Paul told me, that he thought, that you and me were screwin last night, but I told him no. So then I asked him which room was yours, and he showed me, so I went, and there was Trish in a sheet." said Amanda
"This is funny." laughed Randy. "Want me to explain it to you?"
"Yes!!"
"Okay. First of all, Paul heard Trish and Maven last night, not me and Trish."
"Well then how come Trish had Amy's keys?"
"Simple, me and Trish switched rooms last night, and I left the keys there by accident"
"Well, why did yall switch?"
"Because Trish said she wanted some alone time with Maven, but she couldn't cause Chris was her room mate for that night, and you know, " he chuckled a bit of the image of Maven and Trish doin it, and Chris looking on. "So I went out with the guys." he explained.
"Oh." said Amanda. "Hey, uh, did I hit you last night?"
"Yeah." replied Randy
"Hard?"
"Not compared to the time you punched me at the party for drinking." he replied in remembrance of the night Amanda broke his nose for drinking at a party. It was quite comical actually.
"Sorry." said Amanda sheepishly.
"Nothing to be sorry about." Randy said before the room fell into silence. "So, um, yeah." said Randy laughing a bit.
"Did I really have that much to drink?" Amanda asked still trying to get off the bed.
"Yep." said Randy helping Amanda off the bed and to her feet.
"Damn, where was my prince?" joked Amanda as they slowly walked to the kitchen.
"I was there; I was just in the front of the place so I didn't see who was getting all the tequila. I thought it was just Steve drinking all of it."
"Steve drinks tequila?" Amanda questioned sitting down at the bar.
"I don't know, but there's always a first for everything." said Randy pouring Amanda a cup of black coffee.
"True. So what time is this meeting?"
"It starts at 7 and it'll probably take us about 30 minutes to get down there because of traffic, so we need to leave hear in about 15 minutes." said Randy looking at the clock.
"We could leave now and get there early. Besides I have a meeting to go to anyways." said Amanda.
"Okay, fine with me." he said. "Here take the keys and get the car started, I need to grab something." said Randy handing Amanda his car keys and walked away.
"My pleasure." smiled Amanda evilly as she finished her coffee and ran outside, but stopped as soon as stepped outside. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" she screamed running back inside, holding her eyes.
"You actually thought I was going to give you my keys." laughed Randy. "Ill take my keys please and you can have these." he said taking his keys, and handing Amanda a pair of really really dark sunglasses. "Cmon, we cant be late now." he said as they walked out of the house and to the car.
OKAY END OF CHAPTER 9.
OOOOOOOO, HAVE RANDY AND AMANDA ACTUALLY BECOME FRIENDS? WHY DOES AMANDA HAVE A MEETING BEFORE THE MEETING? AND WITH WHO? AND WHY WAS AMANDA THAT STUPID TO ACTUALLY THINK SHE COULD RUN OUTSIDE WHILE THE SUNS OUT IF SHE HAS A HANGOVER? LOL. STAY TUNED FOR MORE. LOL
KISS! ~Amanda~ KISS!
AUTHORS NOTE, JUST A LIL MORE BAD LANGUAGE IN THIS CHAP BUT NOT AS MUCH AS CHAP 8. LOL
"What the hell fuck happened to me? Owwwwwww shit ass my head hurts." said Amanda trying to get up out of bed, but failed miserably as she grabbed her head. "Where the hell am I? How the shit did I get here?" Amanda asked herself.
"Good you're up." came a chipper voice belonging to Randy.
"How the fuck did I get here, and where am I?" she asked looking around.
"Here, take these first. It'll get rid of your headache." He said handing her 4 Advil and a bottle of water. "Well lets see, you got on the plane, had way too much to drink, passed out, so I took you home."
"Where's home?" she asked after swallowing the pills.
"My place."
"Oh I -" Amanda stopped before running into the bathroom, throwing up.
"Its okay hun." Randy said soothingly as he held her hair back with one hand and used the other to rub her back. They were like that for a little while longer until Amanda stopped, and went back to the bed, lying down, as Randy brought her a wet wash cloth, and placed it on her forehead, after he lightly kissed it.
"How much did I have?" mumbled Amanda.
"Lindsay said 3 big ones and 3 little ones of tequila."
"Damn. Just like old times, huh?" Amanda said trying to joke.
"Amanda, it's not funny. I know you only drink when you're pissed. So what's up?" he asked even though he knew the answer, he just wanted to break Amanda of her stubbornness and independence.
"Nothin, just forget it. I think there's a meeting we have to go to, and I'm sure Trish is waiting for you." Amanda spat, trying to get up again, but still failed.
"Hold up. We got about 2 hours till that meeting, and why would Trish be waiting for me? He asked, again, knowing the answer.
"Randy I know yall hooked last night..."
"Whoa, me and Trish? That's obscured!" Randy laughed. "You actually think me and Trish are together? I can't stand her!" he said still laughing.
"Well Paul told me, that he thought, that you and me were screwin last night, but I told him no. So then I asked him which room was yours, and he showed me, so I went, and there was Trish in a sheet." said Amanda
"This is funny." laughed Randy. "Want me to explain it to you?"
"Yes!!"
"Okay. First of all, Paul heard Trish and Maven last night, not me and Trish."
"Well then how come Trish had Amy's keys?"
"Simple, me and Trish switched rooms last night, and I left the keys there by accident"
"Well, why did yall switch?"
"Because Trish said she wanted some alone time with Maven, but she couldn't cause Chris was her room mate for that night, and you know, " he chuckled a bit of the image of Maven and Trish doin it, and Chris looking on. "So I went out with the guys." he explained.
"Oh." said Amanda. "Hey, uh, did I hit you last night?"
"Yeah." replied Randy
"Hard?"
"Not compared to the time you punched me at the party for drinking." he replied in remembrance of the night Amanda broke his nose for drinking at a party. It was quite comical actually.
"Sorry." said Amanda sheepishly.
"Nothing to be sorry about." Randy said before the room fell into silence. "So, um, yeah." said Randy laughing a bit.
"Did I really have that much to drink?" Amanda asked still trying to get off the bed.
"Yep." said Randy helping Amanda off the bed and to her feet.
"Damn, where was my prince?" joked Amanda as they slowly walked to the kitchen.
"I was there; I was just in the front of the place so I didn't see who was getting all the tequila. I thought it was just Steve drinking all of it."
"Steve drinks tequila?" Amanda questioned sitting down at the bar.
"I don't know, but there's always a first for everything." said Randy pouring Amanda a cup of black coffee.
"True. So what time is this meeting?"
"It starts at 7 and it'll probably take us about 30 minutes to get down there because of traffic, so we need to leave hear in about 15 minutes." said Randy looking at the clock.
"We could leave now and get there early. Besides I have a meeting to go to anyways." said Amanda.
"Okay, fine with me." he said. "Here take the keys and get the car started, I need to grab something." said Randy handing Amanda his car keys and walked away.
"My pleasure." smiled Amanda evilly as she finished her coffee and ran outside, but stopped as soon as stepped outside. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" she screamed running back inside, holding her eyes.
"You actually thought I was going to give you my keys." laughed Randy. "Ill take my keys please and you can have these." he said taking his keys, and handing Amanda a pair of really really dark sunglasses. "Cmon, we cant be late now." he said as they walked out of the house and to the car.
OKAY END OF CHAPTER 9.
OOOOOOOO, HAVE RANDY AND AMANDA ACTUALLY BECOME FRIENDS? WHY DOES AMANDA HAVE A MEETING BEFORE THE MEETING? AND WITH WHO? AND WHY WAS AMANDA THAT STUPID TO ACTUALLY THINK SHE COULD RUN OUTSIDE WHILE THE SUNS OUT IF SHE HAS A HANGOVER? LOL. STAY TUNED FOR MORE. LOL
KISS! ~Amanda~ KISS!
