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Chapter
30 : Confrontations
I had just arrived on the tenth and final floor. This is where I assumed all the very important persons stayed. I looked at the room numbers and finally found the one I was looking for. I knocked twice and it was opened. I smiled at Shane and said hello.
"Come in." He said and followed me in, pointing to a chair next to the table. I sat down and dragged it a little closer to the table while Shane took his seat next to me.
"Sorry I was late." I said hoping he wasn't mad.
"Its ok. I was running late myself." He said nonchalantly and pulled some papers toward me. "Now, I just got these from my sister, and she got them from the writers. She usually doesn't give them to me unless she thinks something should be changed. Check to see what you think, which one should be changed." He told me and I nodded. He pulled out some different papers and started looking them over.
"Wait. Shane. These are for Smackdown, how can you get these to her by tonight?" I asked confused. He chuckled a little, never taking his eyes off the paper that was in front of him.
"There is this new invention called a fax. Ever heard of it?" He asked and I blushed with embarrassment.
"Yeah. Sorry." I said.
"Stop saying sorry." He said looking me in the eye.
"Sorry." I said. He glared at me softly. "Sorry." I sighed. "That will take some work." He chuckled before looking back down. I skimmed over the schedule and didn't see anything wrong until I looked over it a second time.
"Well, all I see is a typo." I said to Shane when I was done. He looked up and over at the paper.
"Really? That's it?" He asked. I nodded. "What is the typo then?"
I pointed to the paper under where I was talking about. "Its pretty minor. Just forgot the L on Lashley. Although, that would be a hoot seeing Ashley spear Booker T." I said and smiled. He smiled back and shook his head.
"Thanks. I'll let her know. Well, I guess if that's all that's wrong. You can go." He said looking back down and writing an L in front of Ashley.
"That's all you needed?" I asked shocked. He nodded. I was about half way to the door when I remembered something.
"Shane? Can I ask you something?" I asked hoping not to disturb him too much. He looked up and motioned for me to sit down again.
"What's on your mind?" He asked.
"Well, you see, me and my friend, Charlie, we have always been together, barely separated for three weeks. Well, I was wondering if she might be able travel with us next week?" I asked hesitantly.
"That's all? That is no problem Kendall. Your friends and family can visit anytime they want. Just make sure they don't cause too much ruckus." He said.
"Are you sure its no inconvenience?" I asked with my fingers crossed.
"Not at all. Just make sure you bring her by, I want to meet her." He said and I nodded wildly, very excited.
I opened the door and then turned back to him. "By the way, I cannot believe you said the work ruckus. I have only met two people that say that. They go by the name of mom and dad." I said and quickly closed the door, not letting him say anything else.
I walked to the elevator and rode the short ride to my hotel room in silence. When I approached my room, I walked in and immediately shook my jacket off. It kept me warm but I didn't need to be warm because the hotel was heated 24/7. I was going to take a shower before I went to get some lunch. I ripped my shirt off and breathed a sigh of relief when I was greeted with cold air hitting my upper body. I unbuttoned my jeans and zipped them down, but as I was going to pull them down I heard a moan. I stared straight for a second wondering if that was in my room or the room next door. I heard another moan behind me and stood up straight realizing that that noise was definitely coming from my room. I turned around slowly and clutched my heart when I saw that it was just Randy.
"Give me a heart attack why don't you?" I said loudly while walking toward him to where he was sitting on the couch.
"Sorry, it slipped." He said with a shrug while looking me over. "Please, continue." He said happily. I looked at him oddly and then suddenly remembered what I was doing not five seconds before. I looked down and saw that the only thing on the top part of my body was a flimsy lace black bra. I squealed and crossed my arms over my breasts trying to keep them out of his view. I looked lower and noticed that you could see the top of my matching black lace boy shorts. I glared at him before making my way into the bathroom. I slipped my pants off and stared at myself in the mirror.
"Why are you still here?" I yelled at him while ridding myself of the other clothing on my body.
"Thought you might like some lunch." He yelled back. I could faintly hear the TV being turned on.
"Go get it, by the time you get back, I should be done." I yelled before turning on the shower. I hear him say okay. I roll my eyes because I know he is still sitting there. Then I smiled because he reminded me of my dad, and since I haven't seen my dad lately, that was a good thing.
I hopped in the shower and took my time, cleaning and pampering myself. Twenty minutes later I was done and stepped out. I wiped the steam off of the mirror and plugged my hair dryer in. Ten minutes later, my hair was dry and curled into ringlets. I walked out of the room because I didn't have any clothes to change into. I dropped my earlier clothes into a bag that I put my dirty clothes into and grabbed some clothes to wear. I was digging for some socks to wear when I felt arms wrap around me. At first I was alarmed that someone was in my room again, without me knowing. Then I relaxed when I recognized who it was with his chest pressed into my back. Then, I was alarmed again when it hit me what he had done earlier. I ripped his arms off me and turned around with steam coming out of my ears.
"What do you want Chris?" I asked angered that he even had the nerve to come here. He sighed.
"Come on baby. You aren't still mad at me are you?" He asked and took a step closer to me. I took a step back and groaned and for the first time, just wanted him back off and leave.
"Chris, please leave." I asked softly hoping he would respect my wishes. No such luck.
"I'm sorry. Okay? I'm sorry I didn't believe you and took Adam's side." He said and again took a step towards me. I took another step back and stared at him for a second before I screamed out loud to let out my frustrations.
"No!" I yelled at him. "You aren't sorry. If you were sorry, you would have followed me. If you truly wanted to be with me, you would have never taken his side. If you had any honest feelings for me in the first place, you would have never made that bet!" I yelled. He stared at me in shock.
"I never made any bet." He said loud and firm. I rolled my eyes.
"Psh. Don't even try to wiggle your way out of this one." I said while walking to the door and opened it. " Leave." I said while motioning to the hallway. He sighed before walking towards me. He stopped in front of me and I turned my head so I wouldn't have to look at him. He leaned down and kissed my cheek. It took every ounce of will power to ignore the idea of kissing him back, it was easier to resist when I thought back to when Randy told me about the bet.
"I never made any bet. I'm sorry you think so." He whispered to me before walking out the door. I could feel the tears building up in my eyes but wouldn't let them fall. I had spent too many hours crying over him. Now I was going to have some fun. I looked up and saw Randy looking down on me. I clutched my towel tighter to me, shut the door and walked and picked up the clothes I had decided on.
"What's wrong Kendall?" Randy asked as I was walking to the bathroom.
"Nothing." I said back to him. I slammed the door and started changing.
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