Love on a Wall
Miss-ed606 (evildiva606)
Disclaimer: I only own the new characters and places and you know what the WWE owns what the wrestlers own and what Vince McMahon owns. I am simply writing out of my imagination.
Remember: This story has no draft. It is on the spot and I have no idea how this will turn out. Bear with me...Please...
Note: Once again…it is an impromptu story and bear with me also due to the fact that I am 13…
Summary: Can posters really see what we do? Are their eyes really watching us? Or are they just part of the decoration? Well, I have a poster of Randy Orton...and some strange things have been happening.
Author: My apologies for a very much delayed update. To my utter and complete dismay, my server was down and the connection's port was closed because of the repairs being done by the managers and supervisors of my connection, Tri-Isys. Please forgive me. I have sent them faxes all day regarding the connection. Gladly, they were pissed enough to connect me again. Once again, my sincere apologies; yours truly, miss-ed606
Previously:
What can I say?
Life hands you lemons, squeeze it.
Is that really the saying?
LONG CHAPTER!!!!!!!!!
CHAPTER ELEVEN:
Before any further information regarding the rest of the night at the club, I might as well start clarifying something.
I am a very emotional person.
It's hard to gain my trust and it's even harder to get it back.
It's not that hard for me to be trusted by someone else, but it is terribly hard to get my trust back after earning it.
And Randy was on a roll.
He was gaining my trust.
It's just that, when you try explaining things to me right after they have just happened, I'm pretty hard to convince.
That's why not everything turned out too well that night.
You might say I'm crazy, you might say I'm overreacting, but trust me, you're just looking at me.
I was now laughing hysterically when a stripper approached Jericho and started giving him a lap dance.
Maven started laughing and so did Benoit.
I asked Maven what was so wrong about the lap dance she gave him.
One word and I laughed endlessly.
Jericho didn't know he was being done by a fruitcake.
Which led Benoit to choking like Edge had the Crippler on him.
Maven fell off his seat and I was turning crimson.
Jericho seemed to have looked like he was turned on.
And that just led to further comical outbursts.
My laughter started dying down when I realized how long it took Randy to come back from the bathroom.
I stood up and told Maven that I'll be checking on Randy.
Benoit came along since he didn't want me to get lost and sorts, so that left Maven trying to sustain himself as Jericho watched pointlessly.
"Hey Chris, can you go inside and check?" I asked him
"Me?" He asked as he pointed at himself
"Well, you certainly don't expect someone of my sex to enter the relief room of the opposite sex, do you?" I asked him
"You have a point there." He said as he entered the bathroom
Three minutes later, Chris came back out.
"Is he there?" I asked Chris as Chris came out of the bathroom
"Nope. No sign of RKO." He stated as he looked around behind me
"Are you sure?" I asked Chris as I myself tried looking inside from the small crack of the door
"Absolutely." Chris said as he continued looking around at the group behind me
"Could he be messin' with someone else?" I asked Chris
"That's impossible." He replied
"Explain."
"He told us about these butterflies he got in his stomach when he saw you. And you know that he never feels that way about a girl. He only felt that way once with his ex, Melissa."
"He has an ex?" I asked, clearly not believing it.
"Sure. It took him quite sometime to get over her and dating. So, that's why he joined Evolution, to get more. But then, he got pretty sick of everything Evolution ever did, so in that case, he decided to start over." Chris explained
"He's lived an interesting life."
"You have no idea." Chris replied as he chuckled with the thought
"So, how does Melissa look like? Would you happen to know?" I asked just as I saw Randy walk over
Just before Chris could say another word, Randy asked Chris, "Hey. What are you guys talking about?"
"I was just asking him about Melissa." I said with no tone or emotion at all
"Chris, didn't I tell you---" Randy started as Chris interrupted him
"She has the right to know. Looks like you two are already about to get on." Chris laughed as Randy hit the back of his head
"I couldn't believe how sick and twisted the mind of Chris Benoit is." Randy and I said in chorus as we laughed at Chris who just stood there
"Well, it looks like there's nothing wrong here. So, I'll go now. Jericho's gotta be bound to find out the truth sometime." Chris said as he left us there
"So, where'd you go?" I asked Randy
"Well, when I came out of the bathroom, it seems that some dude wanted to go home and my car was in the way." Randy said flipping his keys
"That better be the truth, Randall." I told him in a motherly tone
"You sound just like my mom." He said
"That's no surprise. Well, I gotta get back. I wanna see if Jericho took the news well. He seems a little left out in the laughter." I mentioned as he held onto my hand
"Wait." He told me as he, right then and there, pulled me into a deep passionate kiss
WOW
Little did I know that there was something behind that kiss…and it was something I would definitely be freaked out about
Even worse…I was going to be crushed to the bone
And you know that NO ONE is ever really ready for pain
NOTE: THIS CHAPTER HAS A PART TWO…WATCH OUT FOR IT…THERE, LOADS WILL BE REVEALED.
The sneak peek in the chapter before this is actually going to be found later in the story and then the fic ends there…but there WILL be a sequel…unless you just want me to go on forever, then that's not a problem either…I just have to sort things out.