Chapter Twenty-Six: Dave's P.O.V.
I sat in front of Vince's desk like a kid sent to the principal's office. While waiting for the boss to walk in, several questions came to me.
How much trouble was I going to get in? Was it worth getting fired over? What was Jessie going to say? And exactly how bad did I hurt Randy?
Whether he was being an asshole or not, he was still my best friend and I couldn't help but feel a little twinge of guilt.
Okay, maybe it was a lot of guilt.
"So, Dave," Vince said, walking in his office as I stood up. "I hear you've had an altercation with Randy Orton."
"Yes sir," I answered quietly.
"Sit down," he ordered and I did so. "Explain."
"Okay, the guys and I were working in the ring and Randy and I had start arguing about well, nothing, to tell you the truth. And he just said the wrong thing to me and I blew up."
"What exactly did he say to you?"
I stayed silent, I had already told Randy and look how much trouble it got me in. But telling the boss couldn't be that bad, could it? I didn't want to the take the chance.
"Dave, I need you to tell me."
"Yes sir. This morning, I disclosed some very personal history of a friend of mine to Randy. I told him to keep it between him and me but he brought it up in the ring with Paul and Ric around."
"Is this friend of yours a WWE employee?"
"Yes sir," I sighed. I knew what he was going to ask next so I went ahead and told him. "She's Jessica Lawrence."
"Okay, Dave. I commend you on the fact that you were sticking up for a fellow employee, but assaulting another wrestler like you did is completely unacceptable. Therefore, after this Monday night on RAW, you are suspended for three weeks without pay."
I looked at him in complete surprise. "I'm not fired?"
Vince looked at me and laughed. "Of course not. You're one of our most promising Superstars. We'd have to be absolutely insane to get rid of a man of your caliber."
I breathed a sigh of relief and stood up. "Thanks, sir," I told him and began to walk out of his office.
"Dave, wait," he stopped me. "Next time you see Ms. Lawrence, tell her that her plans for Monday night are excellent."
"I will, Mr. McMahon," I replied and walked out with a smile on my face. Paul was waiting in the hall for me.
"What are you smiling about, big man?" he asked when he saw me. "Surely you can't be happy about your punishment."
"I'm not fired. That's all that matters."
"How long are you suspended?"
"I wouldn't really call it a suspension. More like a three week vacation. Only it won't be as fun because I won't have a paycheck coming in. But it's cool, I have money saved up."
"How can you be happy about this? Dave, do you realize that with you gone for three weeks, we will have no one in touch with the writer. That means pure hell for the rest of Evolution while you're in heaven."
Paul was right. I wouldn't see Jessie for three whole weeks. To me, that was impossible. Unless…
"She can come with me to D.C.," I told Paul.
"What?"
"She told me that she can do her work from anywhere so I'll have her come with me. It's that simple. I'll still have her in the palm of my hand."
"But will she come with you? That's the question big man."
"Are you doubting a member of Evolution?" I asked him. "You should know better, H. If any way, Jessie is hesitant to come with me, she won't be for long. I promise you that."
"Alright, big man, sorry I doubted you. But there is one question I need and answer to. Was what Orton said true?"
"Yeah, H, it was but please keep it quiet. I don't want Jessie finding out that I told anyone."
"Don't worry, Dave. I'll make sure Orton keeps it under wraps."
"Thanks, man. I'm going to go call Jessie," I said and walked right past the Superstar that had been standing around the corner, listening to every word we had said.