Chapter Twenty-Three: Jessica's P.O.V.
I awoke the next day with a slight headache. I glanced at the clock which told me it was already noon. Right next to the clock was a note.
Jess,
Didn't want to wake you. I had to go do in-ring work with the guys. I'll try to call you if I get a chance or call me if you need to talk.
Dave
I smiled at the thought of how caring he had been the night before. He was totally different then his in-ring character. I got up slowly and walked over to my suitcase to get some aspirin when I noticed my cell phone blinking. I picked it up and flipped it open.
3 missed calls. 1 new number.
I recognized the number as Adam's cell and called him back.
"Hello?" he answered.
"Hey, Adam. It's Jess."
"Oh, hey. Where were you all night last night? I didn't see you at the show and when I called you no one answered."
"During the show, I was out shopping with Stacy and…"
"Whoa, wait a minute, you were shopping with Stacy Keibler?"
"Yeah, Dave had her go shopping with me so I could find something nice to wear to dinner last night."
"You didn't tell me that you were going to dinner with Batista last night," Adam said, sounding somewhat angry.
"Sorry, I didn't know it was going to be that big of a problem."
"Well, it is, Jessie because I don't want you to get hurt."
"Adam, I'm just doing what we agreed on. Nothing's going to happen so stop worrying, okay?"
"Alright. Did you find out anything more?"
"Yeah, Orton's acting weirder around the guys now. I guess jus being a little more careless about things and not talking to them about his problems or whatever."
"Doesn't sound too good. Just keep me posted, alright?"
"Don't worry, I will."
"And just think, when this is all done and over with you won't ever have to talk to Dave Batista again."
Everything was then put into perspective for me. After I was done doing what Adam sent me out to do, he would expect me not to talk to Dave again. But that's not how I wanted it. I wanted to stay friends with Dave, maybe even become more.
"Jessie! Are you even listening to me?"
"Sorry, Adam. I kinda spaced out. What did you say?"
"I asked you if you want to go out to lunch."
"Oh, yeah. That sounds great. I'll meet you in about a half an hour."
"That's fine. See you then," he said and hung up.
I flipped my phone shut and then opened the bottle of aspirin I had been holding in my hand. My slight headache had now grown to almost a migraine. Why was Adam getting so angry about me going out with Dave the night before? I was just doing what we had talked about, at least that's what I wanted to believe. But I knew that our plan to destroy Evolution was the last thing on my mind.