Disclaimer: Nah, I still don't own anything in this story other then the idea.
Distribution: I doubt any of my stories are that good but just e-mail me if you want to post it on a site or something. I'll say yes anyway but still it would be nice if you ask first.
Pairings: As of right now...Amy/Adam(not lasting long), Lisa/Batista, Stacy/Jay, Trish, Dawn, Amy?. Pairings may not be what they seem to be.
Notes: Nothing new really.
Chapter Summary: Two friends receive a rude awakening from a certain brunette. While a phone can change the way things progress.
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Chapter Three
Amy leaned back against the headboard of her bed. Her head tilted to the side slightly, glaring at the cell phone on the night table. No messages. No calls. Nothing. The whole time she was out last night she had received nothing. Where was he?
The Diva sighed. Adam hadn't called in over a week. She was getting frustrated. She wanted nothing more then to go to where Smackdown! was being filmed and seek him out. She ran a hand through her red locks. Ok, maybe she was over reacting just a bit. What kind of trouble could he possibly get himself into?
The phone rung. The redheaded Diva quickly reached over, not bothering to glance at the caller ID. "Hello?"
"Hey Ames." Dawn Marie's familiar voice chirped happily.
Amy sighed, trying to hide the disappointment in her voice. "Hey Dawn."
Dawn frown, "Someone doesn't sound too happy today. Something wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong."
The brunette scoffed. "Like I can believe that. I've known you long enough to know when something is bothering you."
A sigh emitted from the redheads' mouth. "Dawn. I'm fine. Really, there's nothing to worry about"
Dawn was very doubtful of the woman's' words but decided to not pressure her. It was always best to let the redhead come to you.
"Well, if you say so..."Dawn trailed off awkwardly, "I was wondering if you wanted to grab a bite to eat and then go out shopping for a little bit before we have to head over to the arena."
Amy sighed, if it made Dawn happy. "Sure that sounds good. Just the two of us?"
"No, Lisa, Rey, John, Trish, Chris and Dave are coming with. Stacy can't come since she and Jay already made plans for this morning. And Randy might be joining us if I can manage to get a hold of him."
"Why don't you asked one of the guys for his cell number? One of them should have it. Better yet I think John rooms with Randy."
"Okay..." Dawn glanced down at her watch. "Wait a minute...speaking of John did he stop at your hotel room?" The brunette asked.
Amy's brow rose slightly. "No...Why would he?"
"He was supposed to wake you up." Dawn sighed, "but I know him. He probably fell asleep again. The idiot! Wait till I get my hands on him"
Amy couldn't help but laugh. "So...I'll meet you in the lobby."
"Sounds good." The brunette said, "Now to give John one hell of a wake up call. See you in a few Ames" without waiting for the other Diva's reply, Dawn hung up.
Amy shook her head at the phone before placing the object back on the nightstand. Maybe just maybe he'll actually call today. The redhead sighed not wanting to get her hopes up.
The redheaded Diva found herself sharing a couch with Rey and Chris, while waiting for the last four arrivals. Dawn had called Amy before the diva left her room to inform her that Randy would be in fact joining them. Lisa sat on the arm of the couch next to Rey. Dave chose to lean against the wall near the black haired Diva. Trish had yet to make her appearance. Neither had Dawn, Randy or John. A small smile crept to the redhead's face.
"What's so funny Red?" Chris asked.
"Nothing really. Just feeling a wee bit sorry for John right now." She replied.
Lisa turned away from her conversation with Dave. "Why is that?"
"He's at the receiving end of one of her wake up calls."
Chris flinched, remembering the last time the brunette Diva had taken it upon herself to wake him up. "I feel his pain."
Rey laughed shaking his head, "I'm sure she won't do anything too bad."
"I don't know about that Rey-Rey." The familiar voice of the Canadian Diva broke into the conversation.
"And where were you Blondie?" Amy inquired. "I was actually down here before you were."
"I got sidetracked. Lillian wanted to ask me something." A smile played on her lips as she remembered what the blonde ring announcer had asked. The redhead's eyebrow rose in question but she decided to question the Canadian Diva later.
"Did you see Dawn on your way down?" Rey asked, standing up so the blonde Diva could take his seat.
Trish smirked, nodding as she thanked the luchador.
"Dammit, woman! Watch the jersey." They heard the all too familiar voice of John Cena, shortly followed by the arrogant tone of Randy Orton as Dawn Marie pulling both men out of the elevator.
"Seriously Dawn. You're going to mess up the shirt."
The look on both men faces was comical. Both scowled hatefully at the small brunette. Both men sported a pair of bright red ears, most likely due to the courtesy of the ear pulling Dawn had given them.
"Oh stop your complaining." Dawn said calmly, sending a warning glare over her shoulder. "This wouldn't have happened to begin with if you had just woken up when I called you the first time."
John glared as she let go of his Celtics jersey when they had finally reached the group. Looks of amusement clearly written on all their faces.
"I don't care. You ain't got a right to come barging into mah room and tug my ears like that."
"You ain't got a right..." Dawn mimicked him. "I had every right. You agreed to come with us and then agreed to wake Amy up. Which may I remind you, I had to do because some one had fallen back asleep."
"Well if that was the case then why did you pull my ears too? Seriously, it was his job not mine. You could have left me in my bed so I could have kept sleeping."
Dawn smiled innocently, "Well, we wanted you to join us too."
"You didn't have to pull my ears." Randy stated as he smoothed out his shirt.
"I did when you didn't answer me after the first ten times of calling your damned name."
Randy opened his mouth to speak only for John to interrupt him. The rapper's arms crossed loosely over his chest as he glared at the Diva. "Anyway, you still had no right to come waltzin' into our room like that. Besides I was still asleep when you called. I don't remember ya askin' me to do anythin'."
Dawn turned to face him, hands on her hips. "Excuse me? That's not my fault now is it?"
The brown haired wrestler frowned, opening his mouth to retort only to be cut off by the tall man leaning against the wall.
"When you three brats are finished, can we leave?" Dave said smirking at the three. He took in the expression of each of their faces before walking out of the lobby. The others laughed as Dawn's face contorted to that of pure rage.
"Brat!" She stormed off after the Heavy weight champion.
"I say we go before we find Bastisa's body lying around somewhere." Rey said with a chuckle as he and Lisa followed after the fuming brunette. Chris glanced from Trish to Amy to John and then to Randy. All simply shrugging their shoulders as they left the lobby to try and prevent any bloodshed.
Breakfast had gone smoothly...for the most part. Lisa informed Dave that Dawn was not one to mess with in the morning. Dave nodded telling her; he learned that the hard way as the brunette had whacked him rather hard with her purse. He questioned the black haired Diva on the contents of the brown haired Diva's purse. In which he only received a shrug. Dawn had carefully been placed between Trish and Rey. The blonde and luchador easily able to take the brunette's mind off of earlier events. Chris had taken it upon himself to torture the brown haired rapper and third generation superstar, while trying to cheer up the redheaded Diva.
"What's bothering you Red?" Chris' arm coming to rest around the redheaded Diva's shoulder.
She tried to shrug off his arm. "Nothing."
The blonde scoffed. "You know I don't buy that for one minute."
The redhead rolled her eyes. "Like I told Dawn before nothing is wrong. I just have some things on my mind. That's all." At the look she received from the New York native, Amy quickly added. "Seriously Chris there's nothing to worry about."
Randy rested his head in his hand. "So what's on your mind?"
Amy pushed a piece of egg around her plate. "Not that it's any of your business but for one I've been really curious about who John's partner is going to be."
"Oh for your storyline?" The redhead nodded. "I remember hearing about it. Wish I could help you, but I don't know who it is either."
"Ya telling me it ain't you?" John said, glancing at his best friend.
Randy shook his head. "Nope, sorry."
"But I swore that when Stacy said that Bischoff wanted to see you, he was telling ya about it." John frowned. Now that his suspicion was revealed false, he really wanted to know who his partner was going to be.
"Sorry man, but Bischoff just wanted to tell me about a possible new storyline for me. Nothing big."
"Well this is interesting. So what else is on your mind Ames?" Chris asked.
"Nothing."
The blonde frowned, "Now you know if something is bothering you its' always better to tell some one about it or else it's just going to eat you up inside."
"Chris...really it's nothing important. Don't worry about it." She then glared at the man. "So let's just drop it ok."
Chris reluctantly nodded. He quickly changed the topic into somethin more comfortably for the redhead. The others joining in as they began to discuss storylines, events, and the plans for the day during the little time they had before having to go to the set arena.
As promised the large group had gone shopping shortly after everyone had finished breakfast. Much to the guys' displeasure, the girls' ended up walking out of the mall with more then just two bags each. Trish and Dawn each had 6 bags, which were currently being held by Chris and Rey respectively. Lisa had left with only 4 bags while Amy only had 3. Both Divas managing to talk both Dave Batista and John Cena into carrying for them, Randy could only smile as he stretched his arms over his head, and watched the others in amusement.
"That ain't fair." John complained as they reached the cars. "How the hell did you manage to get out of carryin' anything?"
Randy laughed; "I'm lucky like that. Besides none of the girls' tried to sweet talk me into doing anything for them."
Dawn shook her head. "John stop complaining already. You should be happy Stacy or Torrie isn't here."
At the mention of Torrie's name John's face paled slightly. "Woman, don't remind me. I still remember the last time that girl asked me to go clothing shopping with her."
Dawn laughed; "I remember her telling me about that. She slapped you three times if I remember correctly."
John's eyes narrowed as he took a seat in the back of the SUV by the window. "All ya woman are so moody. Y'all ask for a guy's opinion, but once we give it we get slapped."
Randy nodded from his position beside his friend. "I agree."
Amy climbed in shortly after the dark haired wrestler. "That's because men just don't answer correctly."
Dawn and Trish stifled giggles as they sat in the front. Trish taking the drivers seat.
The two wrestlers looked at each other and shook their heads. Both agreeing that it was best if they didn't reply. The five waited as Dave put Lisa's bags into the trunk of Chris' rental car. Once everyone was situated, the group was on their way back to the hotel.
Dawn called Stacy shortly after they hit the road, asking if the Diva she was back from her little 'date'. The leggy Diva giggled informing the brunette that it hadn't been a date, only breakfast with a friend. Dawn smiled mischievously as she began to formulate a plan. She then told the blonde that they were on their way back from the mall to change and get their things ready so they could then head over to the arena. The leggy Diva simply told Dawn she would meet them at the arena with Jay and quickly hung up.
The brunette closed her cell phone and looked at it curiously. "That was interesting."
"What did she say?" Trish asked, ignoring the three seating in the back as they argued over what type of music was best.
Just as Dawn opened her mouth to reply the Canadian Diva took the empty parking spot beside Chris' rental.
"Tell me later."
The five exited the car. After retrieving their bags, the group went their separate ways.
Rey walked to the room he was sharing with Shelton Benjamin. "Yo Rey, Eddie called your cell while you were out."
The San Diego resident turned to his dark skinned friend. "Did you pick up?"
Shelton shook his head. "Nah, but I think he left you a message."
Rey nodded as he took his phone into hand. Quickly he dialed the number for his voice mail and entered the password. In a matter of seconds he was sitting of his bed and listening to the message.
"Amigo..." Eddie began, "Mira, cuando usted se vuelve me llama. Necesito hablar con usted." (Look when you get return call me. I need to talk to you.)
"I'll call him when I'm done with my shower." He mumbled as he looked over to his suitcase, taking out the chosen outfit for that night.
"What was that?" Shelton asked, looking up from the TV screen.
Rey shook his head and offered the man a smile. "Nothing, if my phone rings. Check who it is, If it's Eddie or one of the chica's tell them I'll call them back." Shelton nodded, then quickly turned back to watch the movie on TV.
-X-
The short luchador stripped himself of the jeans and muscle shirt after locking the bathroom door. He turned the shower on; making sure it was the right temperature. Everything was just the way he wanted. The San Diego resident stepped into the shower, just letting the water run over his body. He was looking forward to tonight. It would be his second week on Raw and as far as he knew Bischoff had set him up for a match. However, who he would be going up against had yet to be revealed to him. A hand reached out to grab the soap and lather his body. His thoughts drew back to the notification that Eddie had called.
The message Latino Heat had left clearly sounded like whatever Eddie wanted to talk about was really important. Rey could only wonder what his fellow Mexican wanted to tell him. He stepped forward to let the warm water rinse the soap from his body. After making sure no soapy substance remained, he shut off the water and stepped out of the shower. He grabbed the towel that was rest on the sink. Quickly, he dried himself and put his boxers on, changing into a pair of track pants and a black wife beater.
"Dawn and Torrie called." Shelton said not looking up from the game he was currently playing.
Rey's eyebrow rose slightly, wondering why the blonde haired Smackdown! Diva would be calling him now.
"What did they say?"
"Dawn said something about wanting us to join them for something to eat after the show and that they'd met us in the lobby in an hour so we could all end over together. Torrie said to call her right back, it's really important."
The luchador ran a hand through his short hair, walking over to his friend. He took a seat on the opposite side of the couch and grabbed his cell phone. Punching the desired number, he put the phone to his ear.
x
"Torrie?" He asked as a female picked up.
"Rey that you?" The woman asked.
"Melina? Hey, could you put Torrie on for me."
"Sure hold on a second she's changing."
After a few seconds of waiting, the blonde Diva answered.
"Rey, I'm so happy you called." She said cheerfully.
Rey smiled, "Yeah, I'm surprised you called."
Torrie frowned, even though she knew that the man could not see her. "And why wouldn't I call?"
"Well after what happened between-"
She sighed, "Yeah...how is he?"
"He's doing good. He's been getting into a lot of fights with Amy though."
"That comes as no surprise." She laughed hollowly.
"So what's up? Shelton told me you had something to tell me."
"Yeah, Eddie called you earlier right?"
"Si, but I wasn't here"
"Oh okay so you don't know then."
"Torrie what happened?" Rey frowned.
"Well earlier I went out to eat with Eddie, Melina, and Chris. And we kind of ran into someone while we were out."
"Okay..." Rey stared at a peeling spot on the wall wondering what was so important about see someone.
Again the blonde Diva sighed, "We saw Adam."
"So what's wrong with that?"
"Rey..."
The luchador blinked, still not understanding what was wrong with seeing Adam at a restaurant. Then it hit him. This was not good.
Final Notes: Hehe, well isn't that a surprise? Randy's not John's partner in the storyline. I wonder how many thought it was him? Hehe. Hmm...and what exactly is Torrie talking about? Stay tuned for the next chapter of Forsaken. I hope you all liked it. Please Read and Review.