Re-edited Oct. 1, 2012
Chapter 8:
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"Hey Princess, you're still scowling." A voice said beside me as we walked backstage. "Didn't I tell ya your face would get stuck like that?"
I turned my deadly glare onto him and he held his hands up in mock defense.
"Alright, Orton, what did ya do to piss her off?"
Randy looked back at me briefly meeting my eyes as he shrugged, a look of sadness on his face. "I don't know she's been like that ever since I pulled her out of the mob that looked ready to kill her."
"I've been like this ever since I figured out someone has lied to me." I said, glaring at Danni. "And that I didn't dream what I thought I did and I realized I made myself look like a complete idiot earlier today. If I had known it wasn't a dream, I wouldn't have come."
"Which is why I told you it was a dream." An exasperated Danni replied before turning to Randy and John. "You'll hafta ignore my cousin, she's been incredibly cranky the last few months. Everything pisses her off and she's negative about everything and everyone and walks around with a huge, gigantic stick up her-"
"Go to Hell Danni." I snapped. "I wouldn't be so grumpy if you had just told the goddamned truth once in a while."
"Girls." My mom said getting in between us in attempt to calm us down, but I stepped around her,
"You never really paid for the tickets, did you? Never won the backstage passes huh? He gave them all to you and he helped you cut in line. How long have you been in contact with him? Huh?"
"You know I'm still standing right here." Randy said trying to interrupt us this time.
I just gave him a look that would shut anyone up
"God you think you'd be happy. Hello. I got you Randy Orton the guy who seriously likes you and the guy you've been completely lusting over for who knows how long, but you can't see it because you'd rather be stuck in your own little world. Making yourself and everyone else around you miserable"
"Makes me wonder what else you've blurted out, huh Danielle June?" I said using her full name, and middle name which I knew she hated. "You tell him everything?"
"Why don't you just back off and calm down Alana May." She snapped back at me, knowing it would piss me of just as much.
A cruel joke of our parents giving us the middle names of the months we were born in. Or so we always said.
We glared at each other and we heard a small chuckle beside us. As one, we turned to glare at John Cena.
"What's so damn funny?" we snapped at the same time
"Are those your middle names? Cause that's just damn funny June and May who came up with that brilliant idea?"
My mom raised her hand "that would be me and Danni's mom. We thought it was cute at the time"
I just growled at John as I advanced on him but all of a sudden found an arm wrapping around my waist and pulling me back and another arm lifting my legs out from beneath me.
"Let me go." I cried, struggling against Randy but to no avail. I was as weak as a newborn kitten and he, well he was a wrestler.
"Lana, please." My mom pleaded. "Just calm down I don't want you overexerting yourself. This was supposed to be a stress free fun night for you."
"Well it would've been if someone over there wasn't a meddling loser."
Danni growled and stepped towards me but she was scooped up by John.
"Opposite corners." He said.
"Ma'am, is it alright if I talk to your daughter alone for a few moments?" Randy politely asked my mother who nervously chewed her lip.
"Perhaps we should get her home. This might've been too much for her."
"Let her go Auntie Kim. Perhaps he could talk some sense into her. Lord knows she needs it."
"Did anyone think to ask me? I'm standing right gave you all permission to rule my life." I growled.
"Now you know how it feels." Randy replied, before turning back to my mom. "We won't be gone long, I swear."
My mom nodded her consent and Randy carried me off down the hallway and into an empty locker room. When we got inside he locked the door and placed me on my feet as I scowled up at him.
"You scowl too much." He said lifting the hat up I still had on a bit so he could see my eyes.
"What do you want?" I snapped.
"You're a lot nicer online."
"Yeah well you're not even supposed to be real. You're supposed to be an imposter." I muttered.
He sighed. "But I'm not and I never gave the impression that I was. And now you're mad at me cause I'm not an imposter."
"How long have you been in contact with Danni?" I abruptly asked, trying to see how much he knew.
"Once when you told me to buzz off, and a few times after, when she heard we were coming here."
"So she believed you were real?" I asked in disbelief, my face flushing in anger.
"You have quite the temper."
"Hello? Redhead?" I snapped, pointing out the obvious.
"Can you quit snapping at me for one minute?" He asked annoyed. "I didn't do anything to you."
"Except freak the hell out of me earlier today, and kidnap me just now."
"How is that kidnapping?" He asked. "I asked your mom."
"But not me."
"I already knew what your answer would be."
"Then you should've respected it."
"Don't talk to me about respect. You've been a total bitch ever since I saved your ass from a mob of crazy fans."
"Well gee, I don't remember asking you to save me, now did I?"
"What is your problem?" He asked.
"My problem is you. You decide to come waltzing into town and expect me to fall at your feet."
"What are you smoking? I never once expected that. I just wanted to talk to you and get to know you a bit better"
"We quit talking months ago." I snapped back.
"And whose fault is that?" He asked, stepping up so he was right in my face but I refused to back down. There was no way in hell I would let down my defenses and let Randy in only to have him shun me when he found out the truth.
"Not mine. Who told me to leave you guys alone?"
"Who thought I was fake?"
"Oh my god I'm not gonna sit here and have some stupid petty argument with you, of all people."
"Why? what's wrong with me?" he asked raised an eyebrow
I rolled my eyes. "I never said anything was."
"Then why do I bug you so much?"
"You don't." I replied, taking a step back, finally realizing just how close he was too me. He just stepped with me.
"I think I do, I think I'm getting right under your skin." He trailed his fingers lightly up my arm, bringing out an involuntary shiver from me.
"What do you want from me?" I whispered.
"Just what I told you online. For the first time since I became a wrestler I met someone who finally treated me like a real person. I just want to get to know you."
My senses finally snapped into place.
"Well tough, I don't want to get to know you."
"You seemed to online."
"You weren't real. I never actually planned on meeting you so why don't you just leave me alone?"
"Is that what you really want?" He asked.
"Yes." I snapped, avoiding his eyes.
"Then look at me and tell me that."
"Go to hell." I mumbled, not looking up.
"Come on Lana, look at me. I want you to look at me and tell me that, cause that fact that you can't look at me tells me another story. I think you want to get to know me too."
I finally looked up and opened my mouth to tell him just that but I faltered and he seemed to pick right up on it, grabbing my arms and pulling me closer, capturing my lips with his in a hard, demanding kiss, nothing at all like the sweet one in my dream.
Oh god my dream.
I pulled away and used all my strength to yank my arms away, bringing my hand up to slap him across the face.
There was no way in hell I was letting that dream become a reality, I couldn't bear to have Randy Orton look at me with such disgust.
"Don't ever do that again."
I left him there, stunned, as I raced out the door and back to where I had left Danni and my mom.
"Honey you shouldn't be running." My mom said as soon as she saw me.
"You sick or somethin'?" John asked.
"Or something." Was all I said, turning to my mom." I want to go now."
"what happened baby?"
"Nothing momma I just need to go, I think I overexerted myself and I'm extra tired."
She wrapped an arm round my shoulder as we walked down the hall but as we turned I saw Danni handing John a piece of paper before waving goodbye.
"Liar." I heard her mutter behind me.
Without my mom seeing I also flipped her the bird.