Chapter 5: "Middle Of Nowhere"
"Have you thought about it yet?" Jericho asks, pretending to be all excited.
"Hmm.. maybe it'll bring up ratings." Lita assumes.
"Come on.. Please?!?!?!" Jericho makes a puppy-like face.
Lita looks at him and laughs. "Ohhh.. okay!" She grins.
"All right!" Jericho dances while his knees control the steering wheel.
"Calm down, dude." Lita laughs.
"That's cool. This could also give us a chance for friendship." Chris states.
"Yeah." Lita stares at Chris.
"Can I ask you something?" Jericho asks, staring out the windshield.
"Sure, anything." Lita shrugs.
"Is it over.. between you and Matt..?"
"I.. guess you could say.." Lita gazes down at her lap.
"Hmm..?" Jericho takes a quick look, making sure Lita's not crying.
"I guess you could say.."
"Say..?"
"Uhm.. yes.."
Before Lita starts sobbing again, Y2J pulls the car over onto the right side of the road, next to a tree. He stops the car and hugs Lita tightly.
"I'm sorry.." Lita snivels.
"For what?" Chris asks.
"For being such a crybaby." Lita cries out into Chris's shoulder.
"Shh.. I know. I've been through this too. You just need to calm down, okay?" Chris looks into Lita's eyes and pulls a piece of her hair behind her ear.
Lita nods her head and wipes her tears. Chris hands her a tissue from under the passengers seat. She takes a deep breath.
"Let's try this again." Lita mumbles.
"Alright." Chris starts the car, but it stops. He tries again, but it still won't start. "Hold on." He tries again and it won't start. "Dammit!!!" He slams his hands on the wheel.
Lita looks at Y2J. She knew something came up.
"I'll be right back." Jericho opens the door and walks to the front of the car. He opens the hood and looks around.
Lita sits calmly in her seat, and looks around. Jericho looks at the engine and touches it with his right pointer finger. He burns himself.
"Aaaahhh.. FUCK!" Chris holds his finger, clamping his teeth together while slouching down.
"Chris, what happened?!" Lita tries to look for him, but can't see with the hood in the way. She opens the door and runs to him. "What'd you do?"
Chris sticks his finger in his mouth. "I burnt myself! What does it look like?!"
"Well, for one, you don't touch anything on the car, you have to wait a while. Two, you should have asked for my help, even though I'm a girl." Lita looks around at the inside of the car. "Your battery died. Let me guess.. you don't have an extra?"
"N-no." Chris yelps as he still has the finger in his mouth.
"Sorry to say, we're stuck here, at least until we call someone." Lita guesses.
"No shit.." Chris pulls the finger out of his mouth and wipes the saliva on his pants. "We gotta use your phone, mine broke last night."
Lita runs back to the car and searches for her phone in her duffle bag. She grabs it and runs back to Y2J. "Who should I call?"
"Got me.." Jericho shrugs, carelessly.
Lita ponders. "How about Christian? We can always count on him."
"Alright." Jericho strides back to the drivers side of his car and sits down.
"Hello? Christian?"
"Yeah? Who is this?" Christian speaks.
"It's me, Lita. This is an emergency, I'm with Chris, and his car broke down. I believe it has to do with the battery. We need your help."
"Where are you?" Christian asks.
"In the middle of nowhere. Chris took some old road, we don't remember what it's called."
"Well, go check." Christian says.
"Dude, it's too far back. At least thirty miles."
"What was your last stop?"
"It was back a few hours. I don't even know if we're close to a town or not."
"I suppose you guys ARE stuck. I'll send a Helicopter. You guys shouldn't be far from the highway that leads straight to Washington. If they find you, we'll send a tow truck to pick up the car. Just stay put, I'll call you back later, bye." Christian hangs up his phone.
"But- hey!!" Lita shouts.
Lita shakes her head. She walks to the passengers side of the car and sits down.
"It looks like it's gonna rain soon." Chris gawks at the cloudy sky.
The two shut their doors and Lita stares at her phone.
"You call him?" Chris asks, still looking at the clouds.
"Yeah." Lita sighs. "He says we're stuck, but he's sending a helicopter after us."
"How long will it take?" Chris says, disappointedly.
"Don't know. Probably a few hours."
"Dammit. This day isn't turning out well."
"I know."
~*~Two hours later..~*~
Chris is still sitting in the same exact position and Lita is doodling on the front of an envelope with a really short pencil.
"So what was life like, when you were a kid?" Lita asks while still doodling.
Chris turns his head looking at Lita. "Why you so curious?"
"Mm, just thinking of a conversation, since we're stuck here. We might as well get to know each other." Lita replies, and tosses the envelope and pencil onto the floor of the car.
"Oh.." Chris clears his throat. "I was the show-off type of kid. I loved Shawn Michaels.. he was my idol. I wanted to be exactly like him. I also saw myself as a 'sexy boy'. I had crushes on a lot of girls, too. I also like drawing and sketching. I thought I was good at least." He describes himself.
"Show-off, huh?" Lita smiles. "You're still like that. You brag a lot, too."
"So what? At least it got me somewhere.." Jericho sniffles.
Lita gets back to a serious note. "I always traveled when I was little. I was born in Ft. Lauderdale, Florida. When I got older, I lived in Georgia with a few guy friends. We had a band for a while.. I played bass. I was used to the traveling of course. I didn't start liking wrestling until I seen Rey Mysterio junior on WCW. I don't think I had an idol.."
"Interesting.." Jericho nods.
"Yeah.. I guess." Lita shrugs.
Jericho coughs.
Lita clears her throat and looks back at Jericho. "So.. what kind of music you in to? I hear you have your own Metal group."
"Yup, Fozzy. I am into Heavy Metal. I like Metallica, you know, stuff like them. They are the best." Jericho grins, sexy-like.
"I'm more of a punk-rock person. I used to collect a lot of things. I was also into their fashion, big time. My favorite band is Seven Seconds. But I also like Linkin' Park, they're pretty cool too." Lita smirks.
It all of a sudden gets quiet again. They both look around inside the car. Lita starts to speak.
"Yup.." Lita says calmly and quietly. She grabs her duffle bag and grabs her journal. She taps her fingernail on the black cover. "This is my journal."
Jericho starts feeling a bit nervous. He still remembers the entry he read earlier that morning. "So.. you keep a journal, huh?"
"Uh-huh." Lita flips through the pages. "I write in it every day. It's like my best friend. Kinda childish.." She laughs.
"Uhm.. awesome." Chris starts sweating.
Lita looks at Y2J and notices his nervousness. "What's wrong? You're acting like you're hiding some kind of secret."
"Nonsense!" Chris smiles sheepishly. "What kind of secret would I hide?! Uh- ha ha ha.."
"Eh.." Lita tosses her journal in the back seat and sighs. "I'm hungry."
"Phew.." Chris takes a deep breath. "Me too.."
"What time is it?" Lita looks out the window, at the sun as it peeks through the darkened clouds.
Chris looks at his watch. "Only noon.
"Do you have any food in the piece of shit car?" Lita opens the glove department and finds saltine crackers. "Oooo! Mmm.." She opens them and eats some. "Hmm?" She offers some to Chris.
"Don't mind if I do!" Chris grabs two crackers and eats them. "They're really for car sickness." He says, with his mouth full. He accidentally spits some out and some of the chewed up food flies into the windshield.
Chris and Lita laugh hysterically, acting childish. They laugh for about six whole minutes. But then it starts raining.
"Wow! The clouds are really dark." Lita beams in excitement. "I love the rain. It seems kinda evil. I like that."
"I like when clouds are pitch black. Other than it being my favorite color, it just seems so nice to me. It's cool watching the lightening crash on the Earth, and listening to the cries of thunder." Chris uses a great description.
Lita stares at Chris with starry-like eyes. She just loved the way he used those words. It sounded beautiful to her. "Chris..?"
"Yeah?" Chris looks back at her noticing the expression on her face. He stares into her Hazel eyes.
"Um.." Lita tries to speak.
"What..?" Chris gets closer to her.
"How.. come you don't like Matt or Jeff?" Lita blurts out.
"Oh, uh, I think they're a waste on the roster." Chris admits.
"What..?" Lita looks at Chris, surprised.
"Yep." Jericho takes a deep breath. "They're just a couple of crybaby stunts. I can't stand them."
"But-" Lita tries to explain.
"They have no sense of fashion, they don't have any ring or microphone skills, unlike I." Jericho continues on.
"That's not true-" Lita starts to become frustrated.
"They're losers. A bunch of pansies, clowns; a circus act!!" Jericho starts to raise his voice.
"Hey, now STOP!" Lita yells out.
"I don't have to.. I can go on-" Jericho yells in Lita's face.
All of a sudden Lita slaps Chris right across his face, turning it beet red. "I don't like how you talk about my best friends like that!" Lita opens her door, gets out, and slams it. She walks outside in the pouring rain, standing in front of the car.
Chris gets out of the car, and shuts his door. He stomps to Lita. "Now I don't get what the slap was for!" He whines, holding his cheek in pain.
"It was for being such a dickhead!" Lita screams. "I may not be Matt's girlfriend anymore, but I still love him and I won't let you talk about him or his brother like you just did!"
"That's the thing I don't get about you women! You don't make any sense! You still love a man that treated you like shit, and never apologized!" Chris yells back, while glaring into Lita's eyes.
"Yet!" Lita adds.
"Yet? YET?! You expect that dirty assclown to-"
"SHUT UP! Just shut.. the fuck up!" Lita pushes Y2J.
Chris shoves her back and Lita falls behind into a huge mud puddle. She glares at him angrily while sitting motionless.
"Now doesn't this look familiar?" Chris shouts.
"Erggh.." Lita growls.
"Your 'boyfriend' shoved you like this a long time ago, didn't he?!" Chris yells, reminding Lita of the horrible past.
"Urgh.." Lita growls again.
"Yeah, well.." Lita stands up on her feet quickly. "I don't wanna be your manager!" She runs to her side of the car and grabs the handle, still irritated, looking at Jericho. She pulls the hamdle again. And again. She looks inside the car and sees that it's locked.
"You need some fucking help?!" Jericho stomps to his side of the car and pulls on the handle. It's locked also. "Now look at what you did! You made me lock the door with the keys still inside!"
"I did it??" Lita gets even more annoyed and walks over to Jericho. "You're the one being an asshole! It's your car!"
"Well, you're being a bitch!" Jericho yells, poking at Lita's chest.
"Guess what? I don't need you, or your damn car!" Lita runs towards the pack of trees.
"Where are you going?" Jericho cries out.
"To the next town! By my-self!" Lita continues running.
Chris stands next to his car, soaking wet. He leans on the car with his hands in his pockets. The rain keeps pouring and pouring. He takes off his leather jacket and starts to follow Lita's path.
Lita is still running through the forest. She trips over a log and falls into a huge puddle. She just lies there and smacks her hand in the dirty water. Standing up, she walks to a tree and sits down below it, trying to stay away from the rain. She is covered in mud. She starts crying and takes out her pigtails, then throws her hair ties. She curls up in a ball and buries her face into her arms.
"Lita! Lita!" Jericho shrieks. He sees her under the tree. Running up to her, he covers her with his jacket and helps her stand up. "I'm really sorry. I'm sorry for being such an asshole. I keep letting my ego get to me. I know Matt and Jeff are your best friends. Maybe I'm jealous that you're with them and not me.. I don't know."
"It's just that we're so different. We're the complete opposite of each other." Lita looks up at Chris.
The two hug tightly and walks back to the car.
~End Chapter Five~
"Have you thought about it yet?" Jericho asks, pretending to be all excited.
"Hmm.. maybe it'll bring up ratings." Lita assumes.
"Come on.. Please?!?!?!" Jericho makes a puppy-like face.
Lita looks at him and laughs. "Ohhh.. okay!" She grins.
"All right!" Jericho dances while his knees control the steering wheel.
"Calm down, dude." Lita laughs.
"That's cool. This could also give us a chance for friendship." Chris states.
"Yeah." Lita stares at Chris.
"Can I ask you something?" Jericho asks, staring out the windshield.
"Sure, anything." Lita shrugs.
"Is it over.. between you and Matt..?"
"I.. guess you could say.." Lita gazes down at her lap.
"Hmm..?" Jericho takes a quick look, making sure Lita's not crying.
"I guess you could say.."
"Say..?"
"Uhm.. yes.."
Before Lita starts sobbing again, Y2J pulls the car over onto the right side of the road, next to a tree. He stops the car and hugs Lita tightly.
"I'm sorry.." Lita snivels.
"For what?" Chris asks.
"For being such a crybaby." Lita cries out into Chris's shoulder.
"Shh.. I know. I've been through this too. You just need to calm down, okay?" Chris looks into Lita's eyes and pulls a piece of her hair behind her ear.
Lita nods her head and wipes her tears. Chris hands her a tissue from under the passengers seat. She takes a deep breath.
"Let's try this again." Lita mumbles.
"Alright." Chris starts the car, but it stops. He tries again, but it still won't start. "Hold on." He tries again and it won't start. "Dammit!!!" He slams his hands on the wheel.
Lita looks at Y2J. She knew something came up.
"I'll be right back." Jericho opens the door and walks to the front of the car. He opens the hood and looks around.
Lita sits calmly in her seat, and looks around. Jericho looks at the engine and touches it with his right pointer finger. He burns himself.
"Aaaahhh.. FUCK!" Chris holds his finger, clamping his teeth together while slouching down.
"Chris, what happened?!" Lita tries to look for him, but can't see with the hood in the way. She opens the door and runs to him. "What'd you do?"
Chris sticks his finger in his mouth. "I burnt myself! What does it look like?!"
"Well, for one, you don't touch anything on the car, you have to wait a while. Two, you should have asked for my help, even though I'm a girl." Lita looks around at the inside of the car. "Your battery died. Let me guess.. you don't have an extra?"
"N-no." Chris yelps as he still has the finger in his mouth.
"Sorry to say, we're stuck here, at least until we call someone." Lita guesses.
"No shit.." Chris pulls the finger out of his mouth and wipes the saliva on his pants. "We gotta use your phone, mine broke last night."
Lita runs back to the car and searches for her phone in her duffle bag. She grabs it and runs back to Y2J. "Who should I call?"
"Got me.." Jericho shrugs, carelessly.
Lita ponders. "How about Christian? We can always count on him."
"Alright." Jericho strides back to the drivers side of his car and sits down.
"Hello? Christian?"
"Yeah? Who is this?" Christian speaks.
"It's me, Lita. This is an emergency, I'm with Chris, and his car broke down. I believe it has to do with the battery. We need your help."
"Where are you?" Christian asks.
"In the middle of nowhere. Chris took some old road, we don't remember what it's called."
"Well, go check." Christian says.
"Dude, it's too far back. At least thirty miles."
"What was your last stop?"
"It was back a few hours. I don't even know if we're close to a town or not."
"I suppose you guys ARE stuck. I'll send a Helicopter. You guys shouldn't be far from the highway that leads straight to Washington. If they find you, we'll send a tow truck to pick up the car. Just stay put, I'll call you back later, bye." Christian hangs up his phone.
"But- hey!!" Lita shouts.
Lita shakes her head. She walks to the passengers side of the car and sits down.
"It looks like it's gonna rain soon." Chris gawks at the cloudy sky.
The two shut their doors and Lita stares at her phone.
"You call him?" Chris asks, still looking at the clouds.
"Yeah." Lita sighs. "He says we're stuck, but he's sending a helicopter after us."
"How long will it take?" Chris says, disappointedly.
"Don't know. Probably a few hours."
"Dammit. This day isn't turning out well."
"I know."
~*~Two hours later..~*~
Chris is still sitting in the same exact position and Lita is doodling on the front of an envelope with a really short pencil.
"So what was life like, when you were a kid?" Lita asks while still doodling.
Chris turns his head looking at Lita. "Why you so curious?"
"Mm, just thinking of a conversation, since we're stuck here. We might as well get to know each other." Lita replies, and tosses the envelope and pencil onto the floor of the car.
"Oh.." Chris clears his throat. "I was the show-off type of kid. I loved Shawn Michaels.. he was my idol. I wanted to be exactly like him. I also saw myself as a 'sexy boy'. I had crushes on a lot of girls, too. I also like drawing and sketching. I thought I was good at least." He describes himself.
"Show-off, huh?" Lita smiles. "You're still like that. You brag a lot, too."
"So what? At least it got me somewhere.." Jericho sniffles.
Lita gets back to a serious note. "I always traveled when I was little. I was born in Ft. Lauderdale, Florida. When I got older, I lived in Georgia with a few guy friends. We had a band for a while.. I played bass. I was used to the traveling of course. I didn't start liking wrestling until I seen Rey Mysterio junior on WCW. I don't think I had an idol.."
"Interesting.." Jericho nods.
"Yeah.. I guess." Lita shrugs.
Jericho coughs.
Lita clears her throat and looks back at Jericho. "So.. what kind of music you in to? I hear you have your own Metal group."
"Yup, Fozzy. I am into Heavy Metal. I like Metallica, you know, stuff like them. They are the best." Jericho grins, sexy-like.
"I'm more of a punk-rock person. I used to collect a lot of things. I was also into their fashion, big time. My favorite band is Seven Seconds. But I also like Linkin' Park, they're pretty cool too." Lita smirks.
It all of a sudden gets quiet again. They both look around inside the car. Lita starts to speak.
"Yup.." Lita says calmly and quietly. She grabs her duffle bag and grabs her journal. She taps her fingernail on the black cover. "This is my journal."
Jericho starts feeling a bit nervous. He still remembers the entry he read earlier that morning. "So.. you keep a journal, huh?"
"Uh-huh." Lita flips through the pages. "I write in it every day. It's like my best friend. Kinda childish.." She laughs.
"Uhm.. awesome." Chris starts sweating.
Lita looks at Y2J and notices his nervousness. "What's wrong? You're acting like you're hiding some kind of secret."
"Nonsense!" Chris smiles sheepishly. "What kind of secret would I hide?! Uh- ha ha ha.."
"Eh.." Lita tosses her journal in the back seat and sighs. "I'm hungry."
"Phew.." Chris takes a deep breath. "Me too.."
"What time is it?" Lita looks out the window, at the sun as it peeks through the darkened clouds.
Chris looks at his watch. "Only noon.
"Do you have any food in the piece of shit car?" Lita opens the glove department and finds saltine crackers. "Oooo! Mmm.." She opens them and eats some. "Hmm?" She offers some to Chris.
"Don't mind if I do!" Chris grabs two crackers and eats them. "They're really for car sickness." He says, with his mouth full. He accidentally spits some out and some of the chewed up food flies into the windshield.
Chris and Lita laugh hysterically, acting childish. They laugh for about six whole minutes. But then it starts raining.
"Wow! The clouds are really dark." Lita beams in excitement. "I love the rain. It seems kinda evil. I like that."
"I like when clouds are pitch black. Other than it being my favorite color, it just seems so nice to me. It's cool watching the lightening crash on the Earth, and listening to the cries of thunder." Chris uses a great description.
Lita stares at Chris with starry-like eyes. She just loved the way he used those words. It sounded beautiful to her. "Chris..?"
"Yeah?" Chris looks back at her noticing the expression on her face. He stares into her Hazel eyes.
"Um.." Lita tries to speak.
"What..?" Chris gets closer to her.
"How.. come you don't like Matt or Jeff?" Lita blurts out.
"Oh, uh, I think they're a waste on the roster." Chris admits.
"What..?" Lita looks at Chris, surprised.
"Yep." Jericho takes a deep breath. "They're just a couple of crybaby stunts. I can't stand them."
"But-" Lita tries to explain.
"They have no sense of fashion, they don't have any ring or microphone skills, unlike I." Jericho continues on.
"That's not true-" Lita starts to become frustrated.
"They're losers. A bunch of pansies, clowns; a circus act!!" Jericho starts to raise his voice.
"Hey, now STOP!" Lita yells out.
"I don't have to.. I can go on-" Jericho yells in Lita's face.
All of a sudden Lita slaps Chris right across his face, turning it beet red. "I don't like how you talk about my best friends like that!" Lita opens her door, gets out, and slams it. She walks outside in the pouring rain, standing in front of the car.
Chris gets out of the car, and shuts his door. He stomps to Lita. "Now I don't get what the slap was for!" He whines, holding his cheek in pain.
"It was for being such a dickhead!" Lita screams. "I may not be Matt's girlfriend anymore, but I still love him and I won't let you talk about him or his brother like you just did!"
"That's the thing I don't get about you women! You don't make any sense! You still love a man that treated you like shit, and never apologized!" Chris yells back, while glaring into Lita's eyes.
"Yet!" Lita adds.
"Yet? YET?! You expect that dirty assclown to-"
"SHUT UP! Just shut.. the fuck up!" Lita pushes Y2J.
Chris shoves her back and Lita falls behind into a huge mud puddle. She glares at him angrily while sitting motionless.
"Now doesn't this look familiar?" Chris shouts.
"Erggh.." Lita growls.
"Your 'boyfriend' shoved you like this a long time ago, didn't he?!" Chris yells, reminding Lita of the horrible past.
"Urgh.." Lita growls again.
"Yeah, well.." Lita stands up on her feet quickly. "I don't wanna be your manager!" She runs to her side of the car and grabs the handle, still irritated, looking at Jericho. She pulls the hamdle again. And again. She looks inside the car and sees that it's locked.
"You need some fucking help?!" Jericho stomps to his side of the car and pulls on the handle. It's locked also. "Now look at what you did! You made me lock the door with the keys still inside!"
"I did it??" Lita gets even more annoyed and walks over to Jericho. "You're the one being an asshole! It's your car!"
"Well, you're being a bitch!" Jericho yells, poking at Lita's chest.
"Guess what? I don't need you, or your damn car!" Lita runs towards the pack of trees.
"Where are you going?" Jericho cries out.
"To the next town! By my-self!" Lita continues running.
Chris stands next to his car, soaking wet. He leans on the car with his hands in his pockets. The rain keeps pouring and pouring. He takes off his leather jacket and starts to follow Lita's path.
Lita is still running through the forest. She trips over a log and falls into a huge puddle. She just lies there and smacks her hand in the dirty water. Standing up, she walks to a tree and sits down below it, trying to stay away from the rain. She is covered in mud. She starts crying and takes out her pigtails, then throws her hair ties. She curls up in a ball and buries her face into her arms.
"Lita! Lita!" Jericho shrieks. He sees her under the tree. Running up to her, he covers her with his jacket and helps her stand up. "I'm really sorry. I'm sorry for being such an asshole. I keep letting my ego get to me. I know Matt and Jeff are your best friends. Maybe I'm jealous that you're with them and not me.. I don't know."
"It's just that we're so different. We're the complete opposite of each other." Lita looks up at Chris.
The two hug tightly and walks back to the car.
~End Chapter Five~