Chapter Thirty-Two: Dave's P.O.V.

I kept my gaze on Paul as I heard Jessie leave the room.

"Wonder what's up with her," he said before sitting back down on the couch.

My hands balled into fists as anger flowed through my body.

"Dave, calm down, big man," Ric said to me.

"I am calm, Ric," I replied before turning back to Paul. "Since you're so great at coming up with plans, how about you tell me one on how to tell Jessie what happened yesterday without her getting pissed off at me."

His response was only a chuckle.

"What the fuck is so funny?"

"Dave, come on, big man. Smarten up. Who says you have to tell her the truth? Lie to her. Say that Orton was saying shit against her so you beat the hell outta him."

I opened my mouth to protest but nothing came out, so I closed it.

"That's what I thought, big man. Now, if you have any other problems, like figuring out how much a bottle of water and a bag of chips cost down at catering, I'm afraid you're going to have to ask someone else."

I had the biggest urge to go over and knock the shit out of Paul. But I had to suppress it, knowing that I couldn't afford to get into anymore trouble with Vince. And Paul knew that.

"That's good one, H," I laughed, heading for the door. "Oh, by the way, Jessie agreed to go with me back home."

"Great, so we have nothing to worry about?"

"Actually, I don't really think your 'brilliant plan' is working because on RAW next Monday, Ric and I lose our titles," I said and walked into the hall.

"What the hell is up with that!" I heard Ric yell but just continued walking to catering where I saw Jessie sitting by herself.

"Hey, are you alright?" I asked, sitting across the table from her.

"Yeah, I'll be fine," she replied quietly, looking down at her hands.

"What you will be and what you are, are two different things. Now talk to me."

She sighed and finally looked up at me. "I was really shocked by what Paul said bout me being the reason for you beating up Randy. And after I left, I went to Adam and told him, I guess just to prove him wrong about you. We ended up arguingand I said some things I shouldn't have. Chances are, he'll probably never talk to me again."

"First of all, Jess. I was defending you. Randy was saying all of this stuff about you when he doesn't even know you. That's why all that happened," I lied. I hated doing that to her, but I didn't want her mad at me. "And about Copeland, just forget about him. He needs to let you go and get a life of his own."

She nodded in reply.

"Are you okay now?"

"Yeah. Thanks, Dave," she said and smiled weakly.

"No problem. I have to go get ready for my match with Benoit but I'll see you afterwards, okay?"

"Alright," she replied as I kissed the top of her head.

'That was a lot easier than I thought it would be' I thought to myself as I left catering.