Chapter 3 - En Mi Propio Tiempo (In My Own Time)
The street lights shone bright as they illuminated the rain that was now pouring down heavily out of the dark night sky. Nothing could be seen or heard until a small blue car came driving down the road its wipers on full speed. Stopping as the driver it pulled up to the curb.
Jeff looked over at Trish who had fallen asleep on the journey home from work. Gently Rob who was sat in the back seat nudged her waking her from the dream world she had been in. Trish awoke quickly and looked out the window at the small dingy building they were in front of and realised she was home. Looking over at Jeff she gave him a sleepy smile.
"See you tomorrow thanks for the ride by the way," Trish opened the door and climbed out then leaned her head back inside, "I'll have my car back tomorrow so I will no longer need your chauffer services."
"Okay so I'll send you the bill in the mail then," Jeff laughed.
"Yeah I'll write you a cheque," Trish laughed then looked back at Rob, "see you tomorrow," Trish nodded.
"Bye," Rob smiled sleepily offering her a slight wave.
Trish waved and waited until the car had disappeared before she turned round and made her way up the stone steps of her apartment building. Unlocking the wooden door she walked inside quietly trying her hardest not to be heard.
Slowly she made her way up the stairs taking her boots off so not to make a sound. She reached the second floor and turned right down along hallway which had a dirty beige carpet and patchy floral wallpaper. There was damp all over the walls and the heating wasn't working so it was freezing. Trish quickly made her way down the hallway before he had a chance to see her. No such luck tonight though as she heard his door open behind her.
"Trish."
Trish turned round to see a huge black guy with a blonde Mohawk staring at her she smiled sheepishly, "hi."
"Where's my money you're a month overdue," her landlord asked rudely.
"Well I've been real busy working…but I do have the money I just need a few more days that's all," Trish said cheerfully.
"You know you could always pay me another way," he said suggestively his eyes wondering.
Trish grimaced inside and rolled her eyes this really wasn't her night, "no money is fine."
"You sure you don't want some of big Vis?" he asked moving his hips round.
Holding back the urge to vomit Trish replied, "I'm tired so I'm going now goodbye."
"Trish I want my money!" he called out as she opened her door.
Trish rolled her eyes and turned round to face him, "well how about I pay you when you get some hot running water and get rid of the cockroaches!" Trish yelled then slammed her door shut.
Trish bolted the door shut immediately to stop him from just walking in as he had done on many occasions some when she had been in the shower. Trish had lived in the building for about three years now and was used to her overly suggestive landlord by now at first it was a little disturbing but she was used to it now but that didn't make it any easier. The truth was it actually helped her as if she could handle him and all his remarks she could handle anyone except Randy of course who had really gotten under her skin this evening and she didn't know why.
Sighing she put her back against the door and put her head back this had been a bad day all round all she wanted was her bed. Walking away from the door she wondered into her living room and noticed she had three messages on her answer machine. Not bothering to listen to them as she knew it was probably Eric wondering where she was and her mother wondering when she was coming home. Trish simply hit delete and walked away into the kitchen, which was full of old take away wrappers and dirty pots and pans. Trish simply had no energy left inside her to do anything right now so she decided to get up early tomorrow and clean as she wasn't needed in work until six. All the cleaning in the world right now couldn't fix this apartment Trish sighed but it was cheap and that was what she had needed when she found it.
Turning the light off and leaving the kitchen Trish headed for her bedroom and once she was inside began the process of getting ready for bed. As she climbed inside it she realised this was only Monday she had a very long week ahead of her yet.
Just like Trish another very tired woman with a whole lot on her mind was getting home from a very tired evening. Victoria put her key in the door and smiled slightly as she was finally home after a long hard day all she wanted now was to snuggle up in bed to her husband and stay there forever. Knowing there was no way this going to happen her mind shifted to the thought of his mother and her impending visit on Thursday.
Victoria sighed thinking about the impossible woman and what torture she would put Victoria through this time. She remembered the first time she had met Elaine Reso it was four years ago when Victoria had gone to visit Jason who was still living in Canada. Victoria had tried her best to make a good first impression but Elaine obviously hadn't she had made them have separate bedrooms and had treated Victoria like an outcast all week. That was nothing compared to the wedding where Elaine had got drunk and cried loudly through the entire thing then made a speech about how Victoria wasn't good enough for her precious son. Since that moment Victoria had vowed never to see her again unless it was in a hospital and she was dieing.
Unlucky for her though Elaine had called last week and told Victoria and Jason that she was coming to stay for a few days the reason behind her visit was a mystery but Victoria knew it wasn't a good one and was dreading seeing the woman.
Opening the door she noticed the lights were still on this was unusual as Jason her husband usually went to bed before she got home. Walking further into the living room she saw him sat on the sofa watching TV he smiled as he saw her walking in. Victoria walked over and leaned down to give him a kiss then took her jacket off.
"You're up late?"
"Yeah we have a slight problem," Jason said nervously.
"Can it wait until tomorrow I have a huge headache, my back hurts and I'm exhausted," Victoria yawned.
"Not really…" Jason began to say.
"Jay baby lets just go to bed," Victoria said kissing him again.
Victoria pulled back and smiled at him but immediately her smiled dropped as she heard a familiar sound of a high pitched voice being emitted from behind her. Standing up she looked round at the short plump greying woman standing in the doorway. Quickly Victoria looked at Jason who was smiling nervously and then back to the woman in the doorway.
"I heard noises so I thought I'd come see if everything was okay," Elaine said loudly.
"Elaine you're early you're not supposed to be here until Thursday and today is Monday," Victoria said through greeted teeth trying to sound polite.
Elaine chuckled, "I know but I couldn't wait to see my little boy so I decided to come now, I hope you don't mind," Elaine said faking a sickly sweet smile.
"Of course not," Victoria said trying to be nice holding back the urge to charge forward and tackle the woman.
"Well I'll be off to bed then seeing as it's only you," Elaine smiled sweetly and turned around walking off towards the bedroom.
Victoria watched her walk away in to hers and Jason's bedroom quickly she turned to him, "tell me she is not sleeping in our room," Victoria demanded.
Jason was quiet for a few seconds then shrugged a little nervously, "erm she's in our room."
"Why?" Victoria raised her voice a little.
"She has a bad back and I couldn't let her have the spare room with the uncomfortable bed could I?" Jason explained, "come on babe she is my mother."
"Jason I couldn't careless if she was the Pope there's two of us and one of her!" Victoria quietly yelled using her hands for added effect, "which means we have to share!"
Jason stood up and walked over to his wife and put his hands on the sides of her face, "I promise I'll talk to her tomorrow and see why she's here and we can sort out the bed thing too, okay," he leaned in and kissed her softly on her head, "come on its just one night, it'll be like when we first started living together," Jason flashed her a smiled that he would always use to calm her down.
Victoria let out a tiny sigh the smile had worked like a charm, "fine...but she's in the single tomorrow if I have to drag her myself."
Making her way to bed Victoria knew there was no point arguing as she was far to tired to get into it right now and all she really wanted to do was just sleep. Even that was going to be a task now as she had to share a single person bed with her husband because as usual he hadn't taken a stand against his mother and had let her have her way.
Bad back yeah right Victoria laughed to herself as she climbed in the bed ten minutes later and found herself impaled against Jason, there was nothing wrong with the women except a vile personality.
Over in another part of the city a mother and child were just making their way back home to. The elevator doors pinged open as Melina and Jake stepped inside silently as both were exhausted from this evening. Melina feeling a little more mentally exhausted then physically. She stood silently leaning against the back of the elevator as Jake leaned over and pressed the button for their floor then leaned back next to his mother.
"I'm hungry," the boy yawned.
"Excuse me?" Melina asked smiling.
"I said I was hungry," Jake repeated louder.
"Well I'm sorry but its two in the morning I ain't cooking now," Melina retorted shaking her head.
"Why?"
"Jake it's too late to be eating anyway wait till the morning," Melina waved his comment off.
"It is the morning now mom," Jake whined.
Melina said nothing just stood up straight as the elevator pinged again the doors opened revealing a long hallway full of doors. She walked out and stopped to look at her young son who wasn't impressed by being told no.
"You coming or are you sleeping in there?" Melina asked sarcastically.
Jake pulled a face and walked past his mother not looking at her. Melina laughed and followed him down the hallway as the elevator pinged again to signal the closing of the doors. Jake kept on walking a little further ahead of his mother who didn't seem to bothered she knew her son well and he'd come round when he wanted something sooner or later.
"Why don't you have some cereal?" Melina asked looking in her bag for her keys as she continued to walk.
"Don't want cereal," Jake rolled his eyes.
Melina rolled her eyes knowing her son was in one of his moods something he defiantly didn't get from her but from the jackass of a father he had. Melina continued walking still searching in her bag for her keys she didn't look up until she heard Jake emit a loud scream. Melina feared the worse as she heard him but looking up she saw he was fine but that didn't mean everything was okay. Slowly she walked forward a look of bitterness spread across her face as she looked down at the man sat in the hallway in front of her door.
"What do you want?" Melina asked she really wasn't in the mood for him.
"I wanted to see if my son was okay you left the hospital in a rush I never got to say goodbye," the man explained his presence standing up so he was face to face with his wife.
"Well as you can see he's fine so bye," Melina finally found her keys and couldn't open her lock quick enough.
"Hey dad I got to learn how to make cocktails tonight," Jake said excited to his father.
"That's great," he patted his son on the head and then turned to Melina, "you won't let him ride a BMX but you'll let him play around with alcohol," he smirked.
Melina rolled her eyes it was just like him to make a comment like that, finally she opened the door, "Johnny that's not the point I didn't almost kill him!"
"He's fine!" Johnny yelled out, "the doctors even said so themselves but your just over reacting as usual, making some excuse so I can't see my son."
"Correction jackass my son, goodbye."
Melina yelled quietly as walked inside her apartment and grabbed Jake so he followed her inside although he did a lot of protesting on the way. Melina tried closing the door but Johnny put his foot there.
"Please just listen to me I'm sorry okay all I want is things to be the same again," Johnny begged.
"Johnny things will never be the same again you can say your sorry all day but it doesn't change what you did to me, to us!" Melina yelled louder, "I stood by you all those months never once doubting you and then I find out you lied." This conversation a few months ago would have brought her to tears but not now, she was stronger now.
Johnny was silent for a while knowing there was no way he'd get her to change her mind he knew that from the years they had been married and plus they'd had this conversation dozens of times and each one ended with him leaving, "I'm staying at Joey's place for the time being okay so can I come by some other time."
Johnny waited for Melina to reply. Instead she shrugged and slammed the door closed in his face.
Melina turned round to see Jake staring at her he had that look she had seen so many times every time Johnny and her had gotten into fight to be precise and that was quite a lot these days. He just didn't seem to understand his mothers reasons behind her actions but Melina thought she knew what was best for him and that was keeping him away from Johnny. Melina went to say something to him but he didn't listen he just walked off towards his bedroom ignoring her pleas.
Melina sighed to herself unable to stop those tears from falling now. She couldn't believe she had let him back in her life already and as expected he had done nothing but cause her heart trouble again. Shaking her head she went straight to her bedroom the same bedroom she had shared with Johnny a year and a half ago.
In fact this was the same apartment she had shared with the man she once called the love of her life. The same man that was the father of her only child the same man that was her childhood sweet heart and best friend, the man she had married when she was only eighteen, the man whom she had got pregnant by at sixteen, but he was also the same man that had broken her heart almost two years ago when he was sent to prison.
Amy Dumas tucked a few loose strands of hair behind her ear as she opened the door to her apartment building hearing the noise of the TV as soon as she entered. She assumed it was just her roommate up late. Slipping her jacket off and kicking off her shoes Amy sighed slightly at the gorgeous sensation she felt as she stretched her toes. Seven hours constantly walking around really did have an effect on your feet as Amy had come to find out in the last seven years she had worked at Phoenix.
Walking out of the hallway into the living room she saw as expected her roommate curled up on the sofa watching TV. The brunette looked up and smiled as she saw Amy walking in.
"Hey," she smiled.
"You're up late," Amy looked confused.
"Yeah I know I had so much sleep today I'm wide awake right now," the brunette explained.
"How you feeling?" Amy asked a little concerned as she flopped down on the sofa next to her.
"Better I think it was probably just a one day flu thing, I'll be in work tomorrow," she nodded.
"Good I'm sure Torrie will be pleased she won't have to cover for you, the girl is driving my crazy asking about you," Amy yawned.
"Well don't panic I'll be back tomorrow to save your asses," she laughed, "so did I miss anything?" she looked over with raised eyebrows.
Amy was silent then suddenly looked up, "you won't believe what Trish did today!"
Amy sat face on looking a little excited as she dived into the story of Trish, Randy and the spaghetti. Her roommate sat silently her mouth opening as Amy got the pasta sauce part. After a few seconds the woman sat opposite Amy began to laugh.
"No fricken way!"
"Seriously Mickie she did," Amy said grinning.
Mickie shook her head at this, "I can't believe Trish would do something like that and I can't believe I missed Randy Orton that gut is hot!"
Amy rolled her eyes at her sex obsessed roommate, "the guy is an ass."
"So he's a hot ass…ha get it hot ass," Mickie grinned, "hope he comes back."
Amy rolled her eyes at Mickie her slightly crazy roommate but even if Mickie could be a little kookie at times she was still one of Amy's closest friends. The two had met seven years ago when they had both moved to New York City and had both been looking for work they had met at the interview and had clicked instantly.
Amy yawned a little and turned her attention to the TV show Mickie had been watching. At the moment it was a man and a woman they were fighting but were yelling at each other in Spanish.
"what are you watching?" Amy cocked an eyebrow.
"Oh I'm not to sure to be honest but it looks good, like a Spanish Days of Our Lives or something," Mickie nodded as she looked at the screen, "I think those two are married and she's cheating on him with his brother or mother I'm not sure and I think she used to be a man," Mickie nodded as she explained having no idea at all.
"Estoy teniendo un bebé con su padre," the woman on the screen yelled loudly at the man in front of her waving her hands furiously.
Amy raised her eyebrows a she looked back to the screen, "she's having a baby with his father," Amy looked confused. Amy spoke Spanish fluently as she had traveled around Mexico when she was younger with her father who was a wrestler.
"He estado durmiendo con su hermano," the man yelled back to which the woman slapped him hard across the face.
Amy cocked an eyebrow again, "he's been sleeping with her brother," Amy nodded to herself, "yeah he deserved that slap alright."
"Ooh this is better than Desperate Housewives," Mickie sat up straight watching the screen.
"Deseo un divorcio," The man yelled loudly then the woman began to cry dramatically on the floor.
"He wants a divorce," Amy said looking over at Mickie who was watching the screen eagerly, "yeah anyway I'm off to bed so see ya' in the morning."
"No you have to translate for me," Mickie yelled.
"Goodnight," Amy continued to walk as Mickie shrugged turning back to the screen.
Amy laughed and shook her head as she walked out of the living room and towards her bedroom leaving Mickie to watch the strange Spanish soap opera on her own. Amy had enough trouble in her own love life she didn't need to watch somebody else's right now. Quickly changing into an oversized T-shirt that used to belong to her now ex boyfriend Matt, Amy climbed into bed and layback closing her eyes. Suddenly her door swung open and Mickie switched the light on.
Amy squinted at the bright light, "what are you doing!"
"I forgot but your off Friday right so…" Mickie looked devious, "I have a date and I kinda said I'd bring a friend with me to go and…"
"No way!" Amy yelled.
"Oh please Ames the guy could be really nice this time," Mickie begged.
"No way not after last time with that weird guy who liked feet…I'm not doing it," Amy yelled as she rolled back over to ignore Mickie.
"Please just dinner that's all…"
"NO!" Amy yelled.
"Amy…"
"NOOOOO."
Mickie opened her mouth.
"NO!" Amy sat up and threw her pillow across the room at Mickie, "go away!"
Mickie shrugged and pulled her tongue then switched the lights off and left the room and Amy in peace. Amy sighed as she settled back down to sleep. Too many times had she been conned into a double blind date with the serial dater that was Mickie James and it wasn't happening again not if she had any say about it.
Amy had just separated from her on again off again boyfriend Matt a couple of days ago, but it had become official this morning when he had stopped by to collect his things leaving only the t-shirt as Amy claimed she worse it more than he did. Of course Amy had been saddened at the end of their relastionship but that didn't mean she didn't know it was coming. For months now her and Matt had been distant and unloving with each other they had practically stopped sleeping togther with him choosing to stay in his own apartment. Today was just the icing on the cake.
Amy closed her eyes she didn't need love right now she was happy, wasn't she?
Up on the tenth floor in his very expensive apartment in his very expensive bathroom Randy Orton casually turned the switch causing the shower to turn off immediately as he shook the loose beads of water off his head then stepped out of the showed and grabbed a towel putting it round his slim toned waist. He casually glanced in the bathroom mirror to see he had finally managed to wash the last of the spaghetti sauce from his face. Who knew that stuff stained if it was left on long enough?
Walking out of the bathroom he picked his clothing up off the floor and dropped it in the hamper for cleaning. He knew it was going to take more than a regular spin cycle to get it clean so made a metal note to send Trish his dry cleaning bill. Randy's face immediately went bitter at the thought of that bitch waitress and what she had done to him. Randy shook his head he needed to just forget it.
Carrying on into his bedroom where he opened a draw and pulled out a pair of freshly washed boxers. He loved having a maid, it meant nothing was every dirty in his apartment. Slipping them on he discarded the towel he had been wearing into another hamper knowing his maid came on Tuesdays and Thursdays while he was at work.
Looking at the clock on the wall it read three thirty am. Randy sighed he was only just getting to bed now. He'd been in from the restaurant since about twelve but had then spent two hours talking on the phone with his father about pressing charges against the restaurant but his father had eventually persuaded him against it after he mention the owner Vince McMahon. Nobody ever won when they went against the billionaire in court even if you happened to be financially set yourself.
Instead Randy decided to just try and forget all about it he had better things to care about anyway. Closing his eyes as he climbed between his satin sheets on his king size bed he thought about what tomorrow was going to bring what ever the case it had to be better then today it just had to be...right?
A/N: So that was just somemore info on the characters and other things. Also even though i've been on holiday there a million times I don't speak a word of Spanish so I used Google so if it's wrong blame them not me lol. Next chapter is half written so expect it soon.
Reviews are always appreciated even just a few words. Thank you to anyone who has reviewed so far i'm surprised how much people like it.
