Chapter5 – Watch Your Words.
Five hours had passed and Trish currently found herself in the familiar surroundings of the Phoenix sat in the staff room surrounded by her friends as she retold the story of earlier that afternoon. Hardly anyone could believe her at first as the chances of running into Randy Orton twice in the same twenty-four hours were practically slim to none but she had managed it and with her car.
"So what happened then after he hit you?" Amy asked wide eyed as she lifted her legs up onto the sofa she was perched on.
"Well we got into a huge argument about who's fault it was, I swear I had to restrain the urge to strangle that bastard, anyway about a half hour later when we'd both calmed down we just decided to go our separate ways or whatever and never see each other again," Trish shrugged nonchalantly.
"That's it?" Melina looked shocked as she looked over her shoulder at Trish, "what about insurance and stuff if it was his fault he owes you money Trish," Melina finished speaking as she deposited tea spoons of coffee into mugs that were in front of her.
"He claims it wasn't his fault," Trish said biting her lip.
Amy groaned loudly, "Trish you can't let the asshole get away with it!"
"Did you at least get his number?" Mickie asked joining the conversation from the window ledge she was perched on as she took another drag of her cigarette and flicked the remainder out the window and closed it tight, "if you had a number you could call him I know I would."
Trish looked over at the brunette shaking her head, "I didn't get a number."
"Well you could call his office I hear he works in Manhattan somewhere," Amy said hopefully, "some marketing company or something can't be that hard to…"
"Just drop it please I'm not calling him," Trish yelled annoyed, "the last thing I want to do is speak to the jerk so there's no way I'm taking money off him, I'll cope okay with it I'll just be a little late on next moths rent and stop eating," Trish yelled then joked.
"That's not funny Trish," Melina said sounding like her mother as she handed the blonde a mug of hot coffee.
Trish rolled her eyes, "I spoke to Chris and he says it won't take long for him to fix its just a little dent in the back and he'll do me a good price," Trish nodded as she took a sip.
"That's cool I spose but you need to speak to Randy and tell his sorry ass to pay up, you could go to the cops tell him," Melina said nodding.
"I'm not going to the cops so everyone chill out okay," Trish sighed and stood up from the sofa.
The three women in front of her nodded silently knowing there was no way to change her mind about this. As Trish walked over to her locker and opened it Victoria came walking into the back room with a very angry expression across her features. Slamming her bag down she looked over at the other women and shook her head.
"Is it still illegal to kill someone in their sleep?"
"What did Jay do now?" Amy asked.
"Oh not him this time, this time it's his mother who's decided to come three days early…god I hate her," Victoria narrowed her eyes.
"Why?" Mickie asked jumping down from the window ledge and taking a seat next to Amy on the sofa and kicking her feet up on the table in front.
"Because her main goal in life is to ruin me and to make me miserable why do you think," Victoria said bitterly as she removed her jacket.
Mickie laughed slightly and shook her head, "no I meant why is she early?"
Victoria walked over to her locker next to Trish and deposited her belongings inside then turned to face the Mickie.
"Oh I don't know because she hates me I suppose," Victoria shrugged and took the hot mug of coffee Melina offered her, "Jay said he was going to speak to her and try and find out," Victoria took a sip of her coffee and sighed.
"Just remember it's only till Sunday," Trish reminded her.
"I'm not sure I can last that long, I woke up last night with the urge to go suffocate her with my pillow," Victoria narrowed her eyes.
All four woman began to laugh at this as it seemed nobody was having a good day or a good week as it seemed.
Randy took a very large breath in and then out as he pushed through the doors and stepped inside. Looking round for a few seconds he hadn't noticed just how big the place was last night. Taking a small step forward he coughed loudly to see if anyone was around not having any luck he walked forward slightly and climbed the steps to the bar and coughed again suddenly a large pair of hands landed on his shoulder causing him to jump.
"Holy shit!" Randy said turning round.
"Can I help you sir?" Paul asked.
"Hi there you err scared me I was looking for…" Randy looked a little confused as he forgot the name he wanted, "the blonde waitress I was here last night and…"
"Ah yes I remember you were going to sue weren't you?" Paul raised an eyebrow.
"Erm not anymore I just need to speak to her that's all," Randy said feeling a little nervous by the big man in front of him.
"Wait here."
Paul pointed to the ground then turned on his heel and walked in the other direction towards the door. Walking through it he continued to the back room where he found the five women quietly talking amongst themselves they stopped as the big man entered the room.
"Trish," Paul said standing in the doorway.
Trish looked up at him, "Yeah."
"There's a man here to see you," Paul informed her.
Trish looked a little confused as she stood up, "okay."
"Ooh wonder who he could be?" Mickie said giddy as the other woman laughed.
"Your like children," Trish shook her head and walked out the room leaving the other women laughing out loud.
Trish began to walk with Paul who remained quiet. Trish looked up at him as they reached the door to the bar area.
"Who is it by the way?"
"Oh you'll see," Paul smiled a little mischievously.
Trish furrowed her brow and looked a little confused as she pushed through the door and walked out stopping immediately as she saw the man waiting for her.
"What could you possible want now?" Trish said putting her hands on her hip.
Randy put his hands up defensively, "before you throw any food at me let me explain okay."
Trish was silent for a few seconds looking very suspicious then nodded a little, "Go on."
"I want to apologize…" Randy began before he was cut off.
"Yeah right," Trish laughed.
"I wasn't finished," Randy said annoyed, "anyway I want to apologize for last night and today as I take full responsibility for both," Randy continued as though he was reading from a script.
"That's it," Trish laughed again.
"Yeah that's it what else do you want?" Randy said scrunching up his face.
"You come here and apologize like your being held at gunpoint and expect me to just be all happy about it, you're a complete jerk," Trish yelled walking forward
Randy put his hands up defensively, "please stay five paces away from me."
Trish raised an eyebrow, "huh?"
"I just don't want you to get to close to me that's all," Randy shrugged.
Trish laughed as she walked closer, "this is how you apologize?"
Randy rolled his eyes, "look I was trying to be nice to you but I'm guessing by your attitude problem not many people are so I'd appreciate it if I were you," Randy smirked.
"Oh thanks I didn't know you were doing me a favour would you like me tell everyone or maybe an add in the paper," Trish said sarcastically.
"What is your problem with me I've done nothing wrong," Randy yelled.
"You complete jerk! You have no clue what you've done to me, because of you I'm now further in debt than I already was I have to take extra shifts to cover my car repairs I'm late on my rent because my monies going to my car and I'm probably going to get evicted…oh and not to mention I'm probably going to lose my job so I'll have nothing no home, no money and no car thanks to you. So you can take your apology and stick it up…" Trish began to yell loudly.
"Whoa okay I get I'm a jerk I'm sorry if I ruined your life but it's not really my fault is it," Randy shrugged, "and if were talking about money you can add one Armani suit to that list," Randy yelled.
"What?" Trish said abruptly.
"You know the Armani suit you ruined last night when you were having one of your PMS moments, you owe me for it," Randy explained.
Trish was silent as she looked at him her face full of rage, "how dare you son of a bitch! What about the money you owe me for my car!" Trish screamed walking forward.
Randy laughed as he stepped backwards, "okay now I get it," nodding to himself, "you want money fine I'll give you the money for the car repairs if that's what you want," Randy nodded to himself smugly, "five paces by the way."
Trish rolled her eyes shaking her head, "I don't want anything from you."
"So what do you want?" Randy asked.
"You don't get it do you…" Trish threw her hands up in the air and then back down frustrated, "I don't want anything form you I'm just a normal person trying to make a living then you come along and screw it all up all I want is you to just leave me alone."
Randy shook his head a little confused at what she was saying how could anyone not want money and why was she yelling at him he had apologized to her hadn't he Randy couldn't see the problem. After a few seconds of silence Randy reheard what Trish had just said about her being a normal person suddenly he smiled at her.
"What are you grinning at?" Trish asked rudely.
"Are you free Friday night?" Randy asked.
Trish let out an enormous laugh then realised he was serious, "your kidding right?"
"No my father has a birthday party and I need to bring someone "normal" and you'd be perfect," Randy grinned.
"Wow your either really brave or really dumb, I go for dumb," Trish laughed.
"You know tons of girls would love to be in your shoes right now," Randy said cockily.
"Oh my god you have no shame, are you deaf? Did you hear what I said?" Trish seemed confused.
"Yeah I was trying to ignore the insults, so what do you say about Friday?" Randy asked casually.
Trish was silent for a few seconds she looked stunned finally she spoke, "no."
"What do you mean no?" Randy yelled.
"N.O. no, there is no way I'm going anywhere with you," Trish shrugged and turned to walk away.
"I'll pay for the damages on your car if you come with me," Randy yelled out, "and I'll give you money for all the other crap you mentioned."
Trish opened the back door and stopped as she heard what he had said. As great as it sounded there was still no way she was taking a single dime from this man. After a few seconds she turned round to face Randy.
"As great as that is I can't I have to work Friday so sorry," Trish gave him a fake smile and turned around
"I'm sure someone can cover for you right," Randy walked closer to her.
"No they can't bye and remember five paces," Trish smiled smugly then opened the door again but stopped as she walked into Amy who was walking out of it.
"I'll do it," Amy suddenly said loudly.
Trish's eyes opened wide with shock as she heard what Amy had just said. Randy just grinned at Trish silently.
"I'll cover for you," she smiled then turned to Randy, "she'll go with you."
"Amy!" Trish yelled.
"Relax will you it's not a problem," Amy smiled at Trish then walked over to Randy and handed him a piece of paper, "here's her number call her she's in all day trust me."
Randy looked a little surprised himself then just looked up and smiled nodding then.
"Okay so I'll call you tomorrow to arrange it okay," Randy began to walk away.
"Well erm…no…i…" Trish began to stutter.
"Bye," Randy winked and turned round then walked off quickly out of the bar and away from a very confused Trish who turned to Amy who was smirking.
Trish narrowed her eyes at Amy who couldn't help but laugh at her friend who'd actually gone slightly red at the whole thing.
"You're dead," Trish said pointing at Amy who was still laughing.
"Oh come on Trish you heard the guy he'll pay for your car repairs," Amy waved her comment off as she walked back into the other room with the other women who were all watching. They had similar expressions as Amy.
"You guy's were listening to that?" Trish sounded shocked.
"Well yeah," Mickie laughed.
"Thin walls," Victoria nodded.
"I'm not going with him as soon as he calls I'll just set him straight like I was going to," Trish shrugged sitting down.
Amy groaned a little and rolled her eyes, "Trish just go with him at least you'll get your car fixed and go to a swanky party." Amy smiled.
"Just think of all the hot rich guys there you might get lucky with one and end up getting married and never have to work again," Mickie said excited.
"You've been watching way to many movies," Victoria said laughing, "just go with him Trish what's the worst that could happen, besides it's not like you have much else to do is it?" Victoria asked shrugging.
"Why do you have to be so damn persuasive," Trish sighed, "I thought you couldn't cover Friday anyway Amy," Trish looked over at the redhead.
"No correction I said I wouldn't not I couldn't there's a difference," Amy smirked.
"I can't believe you guys," Trish sighed closing her eyes.
"I don't see the problem Randy Orton is one fine piece of ass I'd do him," Mickie said grinning.
Amy laughed as she pushed her friend off the sofa, "why am I not shocked at that."
Trish rolled her eyes at her nosy friends it was bad enough she had Randy trying to ruin her life at every possible opportunity but now she had her closest friends doing it to. Soon the five returned to regular chatter as Trish remained quiet as she really didn't want to talk about her impeding doom on Friday.
The other women then began to tell Victoria the whole story of what had happened today with Trish and Randy as Victoria had been absent when Trish had first explained and for the first time today Victoria actually smiled as she found the whole thing rather funny. Her laughing stopped as she heard her cell phone ringing inside her locker. Jumping up she ran over quickly opening the door and rummaging through her bag to find it. She looked at the screen and grimaced.
"It's Jay," Victoria knew it was probably news about her evil mother-in-law, "I'm gonna take this outside," Victoria headed up to the roof of the building to be alone.
The other women smiled and remained silent as the raven-haired woman made her way up the stairs answering her cell as she reached the door. The women then returned back to idle chatter but stopped once more as the door to the staff room opened revealing Torrie.
Amy frowned, "thought you were on vacation?"
Torrie smiled cheerfully, "Oh I am but I left my jacket her last night so I'm just picking it up before we head off," Torrie explained as the other women nodded. Torrie turned her attention to Mickie, "your back you feeling better?"
"Oh yeah it was just flu I guess," Mickie shrugged.
"More like lazy ass disease," Amy laughed as she was shoved by Mickie who pulled a face.
"So where are you and Peter going?" Melina asked.
"Pennsylvania, were going to visit his parents plus we have some more wedding stuff to go over," Torrie sighed, "I never knew getting married could be so stressful."
Melina laughed, "oh sweetie you don't know the half of it."
"Mel don't scare the poor women," Amy looked back at Torrie, "you'll be fine you've got everything planned out perfectly."
"Yeah just make sure your husband doesn't go to jail for armed robbery and you'll be fine," Melina shrugged.
Torrie laughed a little as she opened her locker and took out her jacket, "I'm going before she says anything else," at that Torrie wished them a goodbye and left the room.
The three women continued to talk with Melina telling everyone about Johnny's late night visit and Mickie talking about her date on Friday. Trish remained silent as she wasn't in the mood for talking in fact she wasn't in the mood for anything as she was still thinking about Randy and Friday.
Conversation halted when Eric came walking into the room looking stressed as usual he pointed at he clock and everyone realised it was seven o'clock already which meant time to work.
"Tables don't clean themselves ladies," Eric said with raised eyebrows then he stopped and sniffed up the sir, "someone been smoking in here?"
"It's raining outside," Mickie spoke up.
"I don't care its health and safety and it's against the law," Eric yelled.
"I'm sorry Eric I won't do it again," Mickie rolled her eyes.
"That's great because your working Friday night," Eric smirked and walked away.
"What no I have a date!" Mickie yelled walking after him.
Melina and Amy laughed as they watched her go then looked up as they saw Victoria walking back down the stairs more like stomping. She stopped at the bottom and looked at the three women.
"I'm going to kill her!"
A/N: Not much to add except i hope people are still liking this story. This chapter was so easy to write as is the story.
Please review i really love knowing what people think.
