Chapter 33: Secret Admirer?
Stamford, Connecticut – January 2005
Randy was standing outside the door trying to listen to every word they were saying. He could see through the window of what was happening.
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"YOU CAN'T QUIT THE WWE!" Vince yelled so loud that people outside his office stopped to look at what was happening.
Nikki had ducked for cover when he yelled. "But I think I'd better work somewhere else." Nikki stopped and lowered her voice. "… Where my family can't see me."
Vince smoothed out his coat and slammed his hands flat on the desk. "Listen here missy, I was surefire you were going to take the CEO job, and now, instead of taking it, you're leaving everything? No. That's not going to happen. Not as long you're with me." Vince cleared his throat and walked over to a file cabinet. "Besides… you're under contract."
"That contract expires in 30 days." Nikki stated.
Vince quickly searched through the file cabinet and found a folder and quickly looked through it. "OK… fine. How about I propose a deal?"
Nikki shook her head.
"Don't make me beg." Vince warned.
Nikki smiled. "We'll see."
Vince frowned. "Ugh… Don't make me go where I'm going."
"I'm not making you. You have to because I know you know you need me." Nikki smiled mischievously.
"If you remain in the WWE, and I understand your health problems, as the doctor has given me your screening, I promise to give you the CEO job and make you the highest-paid employee in this business." Vince said calmly.
"It's not that I want the mo—Higher than the main-eventers?" Nikki asked.
Vince sighed. "Yes."
Nikki closed her eyes. She reopened them. "Do you think I could do it? I mean… the CEO position is a real big responsibility."
"If I wasn't sure you would do an excellent job, would I have given you the chance for promotion?" Vince asked convincingly.
Nikki laughed. "You win."
Vince smiled.
"But." Nikki added. "I want limited appearances on the television as possible. I want a real office, a nicely decorated one. One that's clean as well. I also request that under any circumstances…" Nikki sighed, not wanting to say what she was going to say. "… that I am not to wrestle anymore."
"Deal. But you have to make a bargain with me." Vince said.
"It's all part of the game. What?" Nikki asked.
"You to be stationed here in Connecticut. Here in the building." Vince said.
Nikki's smile faded away. She had a few moments before she spoke again. "I'll think about it. What if I don't want to take the offer?"
"I assume you want to stay in New York. I cannot base the CEO in New York, the New York center is the sales center, you know that. If you refuse my offer, I will make you the financial boss in New York." Vince frowned at that thought of a possible rejection.
Nikki began tapping her finger on the chair.
"Who you here with?" Vince looked outside the window.
"Orton." Nikki replied.
"Ah. You two make a nice couple." Vince complimented.
"YES!" Randy raised his hands and screamed outside.
Nikki turned around. She laughed. "We're not together. Just friends."
"Real good friends." Vince said. "Give that boy a chance. I know he can be a big idiot once in a while, but he's a nice guy."
"Ehh…" Nikki was unsure. She stood up. "Thanks. I'll think about it and I will let you know soon."
Vince and Nikki shook hands and she walked out of the office. Randy waked beside her.
"Soo.. how'd it go?" Randy asked.
"Do you really need to ask when you were eavesdropping the whole time?" Nikki asked.
"Oh. Sorry. Are you gonna take the job?" Randy asked.
"I dunno. But like I have to move here and all that stuff." Nikki said as they entered the elevator.
"But this is another one of your hope and dreams. To live in Connecticut." Randy said.
"Yeah… when I'm older. I need to hide my dream box from you." Nikki laughed.
"Sooo… what now?" Randy asked.
"Want to go house shopping?" Nikki asked.
"Huh?" Randy stared.
They hopped into the car. "Go look for houses."
"Why?" Randy asked.
"Forget it. Just shut up and drive the damn thing." Nikki laughed.
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Author's Note: Okay… Skipping a month here. xDValentines' Day 2005
Nikki came through the front door with 2 bags filled with food. She ran to the kitchen, almost tripping twice, and placed the food on the counter.
"Nikki what the hell?" Trish asked.
"People… in the… lobby… are like… lions." Nikki breathed.
"Valentines' Day…" John looked down.
"Huh?" Trish asked.
"Reminds me of my first love…" John shook his head. He ran to look at what's in the bags.
Nikki slapped his hand. "Don't touch."
"Shit. Geez Nikki." John walked away and stuck a tongue out at Nikki. "I'm leaving soon."
"I'm not coming." Trish yelled.
"Why not?" John asked.
"My boyfriend's taking me out somewhere tonight." Trish said. She kicked John in the back and walked up to her room.
"So that means it's gonna be me, myself and I." Nikki unwrapped the food packages and served herself a Chinese Chicken Salad dish. She sat down on the counter and faced the family room.
"Hey Nikkerz… when you starting that job?" John asked.
"Last week of March." Nikki answered.
"I can't believe you quit wrestling. I mean, when you announced you were quitting, the whole crowd like, was sad." John said.
"Well… I can't keep bleeding out like I use to. At least it stopped." Nikki answered.
Randy came back inside with Pixie. He wiped her paws and her butt and released the pooch from her leash.
"And when are you officially moving to Greenwich?" Randy asked sadly.
"When it's done. Which is like 3 months from now." Nikki answered.
"But you start end of March. How's that going to work out?" John asked.
"I'm going to live in a condo for 2 months." Nikki replied.
Randy and John appeared sad. Nikki hugged them both. "It's OK. You guys can visit anytime. Or I can come and visit. Well.. I have to. It's part of my job to check up on the sales office once in a while."
"But… It won't be the Fantabulous Four anymore, it'll be the Twisted Trio. We go dumb when you ain't here woman." John said.
"Twisted? More like wrecked." Nikki laughed and playfully punched John in the arm.
John gave Randy a shot in the eye. "I need to go… watch TV." John moseyed on out of the room.
Nikki began to focus on what was on the television. Randy wouldn't stop looking at her, so beautiful, divine, an angel sent form heaven that was meant to be a bad ass.
"So… I was thinking…" Randy began.
Nikki didn't flinch. She just sat there.
"That maybe I can—" Randy said, but was interrupted by Nikki's ringing cell phone.
"Hold up Orton." Nikki picked up her phone. "Hello Grandmother! Happy Valentine's Day!"
Randy punched himself in the head. Shit… I can't get the words out again. Ugh. Why is she the one lady that I can barely stutter out a romantic word? Randy looked up. Just kill me. Kill me before I mess up again.
"Sorry… I can't make it there to Boston this time Grandmother, I'm still pretty weak, and I'm going to have to rest up when I start work again in a month." Nikki reasoned.
Randy waited patiently for the end of Nikki and her dearest Grandmother's conversation. It seemed like forever.
"Well, I have to go now, send my hugs and kisses to Grandfather. Goodbye." Nikki ended the call.
Randy felt his palms sweating. Oh man. Here it goes.
"You were saying?" Nikki asked Randy.
"You were listening to every word I was saying?" Randy asked.
"Duh. I don't like to ignore. Sometimes I'm just forced to." Nikki smiled. "Soo… what was it you were going to ask me?"
"Nothing. Never mind." Randy whispered.
Nikki shrugged and went back to watching television. Randy felt a piece of paper hit his head, and look at the direction is had come from. Standing in the hall, was Trish. Randy picked the piece of paper up and read it:
What the fuck are you doing! Why didn't you just go ahead and ask her!
Randy grabbed a pen and wrote back. He threw the paper at Trish.
I chickened out! Every time I try to ask her, there always seems to be some sort of distraction.
Trish scribbled a quick note.
So what? I thought you were an expert on this kind of shit. Do you want the girl of your dreams anyway?
Randy thought for a moment.
Yes… I really do want the girl of my dreams. A girl that's willing to spend the rest of her life in my arms…Trish wrote another note.
OK. Then start by asking her out! You're such a dick. What happened to that one time you had that Q&A with this person and you told him an advice for future people, "don't be a dick"? God Randy! Do it, or you're gonna spend the rest of your life, living alone in Kentucky, in a big, lonesome house with 13 cats. Do it!
Trish threw the paper at Randy. Randy read the note, and wrote back again.
Fine. But I can't ask when someone is eavesdropping. Where would I take her?
Trish frowned.
Wherever in NYC you know is romantic. You're Randy Orton! You're a womanizer, now scoot your ass next to her and ask her out before someone else comes and sweeps her off her feet. Like I said before, she's running away from a man that's chasing her, and right when she turns the corner, she finds another man who believe he can fulfill her every desire. Move! I wanna see some talking between you two!
Randy nodded. He scooted over next to Nikki. "You want to go out on a date with me tonight?"
From the hall, Trish smiled and walked away.
Nikki turned to look at him. "Umm…" She thought for a moment. "No thanks. I'm too tired right now."
Randy lowered his head in the face of rejection.
Nikki watched him. She lifted his chin with her finger and said, "Maybe some other time." She smiled.
Randy grabbed a pillow and hugged it tight around his chest. He closed his eyes to make the pain go away.
"I gotta go! My boyfriend's here!" Trish yelled.
Randy jumped. "What!"
"I'm going… now. Bye." Trish said.
"God Trish! Don't say boyfriend, it's so… high school." John complained from the staircase.
Trish rushed out the door.
John looked at Randy and Nikki on the couch. "Umm… I'm gonna go… get my hair trimmed. Later." John grabbed his hat and keys and strolled out the door.
After an hour or so, the doorbell rang. Randy got up and answered the door.
"9 dozen roses for a lady named… Miss Nicole Keibler?" The deliveryman said.
Randy looked past the deliveryman to look at the dozens and dozens of roses laid out on the floor.
Nikki heard her name and helped to bring the flowers in. The deliveryman said goodbye and left. Nikki read one of the cards:
To my bright and shining star…
These roses are still not enough for me to be able to explain how much I love you.
Yours truly with love… A Secret Admirer.
"Wow… I have a secret admirer." Nikki smelled the roses.
Randy looked at the card. Duh. Open your eyes girl, I'm crazy over you. Randy looked at the roses again. Wait… I don't remember placing an order for these.