Chapter 12- Crossed Wires

"You know she's going to kill you," Mickie nodded assertively as she leaned back onto the door post as she watched a Amy who was stood with her back towards her.

Amy barely acknowledged the brunette as she continued to rummage through her purse Amy gave a simple shrug, "I don't care this needs to be sorted out and we both know she won't do it..." She stopped speaking as she let out a relieved sigh.

Folding the small business card she had found at the bottom of her purse tightly in one hand Amy turned back round and sat on the sofa situated in the staff room as she dug her cell out of her pants pocket. Tucking a few loose strands of hair behind her ear she began to dial the number off the card. After a few seconds she placed the phone to her ear and waited while it rang, all the while Mickie remained watching with an amused smirk on her face at what her friend was currently about to do.

Moments later the line picked up. "Styles banking," a male voice answered.

"AJ?" Amy asked cautiously.

"Speaking," AJ replied instantly.

"Hey it's Amy, Trish's friend from the restaurant," Amy replied.

"Yeah I know the redhead, how's it going?" he spoke a more relaxed tone in his voice.

"Not good, I need you to give assface a message for me," Amy said getting straight to the point.

AJ went silent for a few seconds as though he wasn't sure what to say exactly, "who's assface? And what's wrong?"

"Well maybe you could ask your dickless friend what's wrong," Amy said sternly.

AJ went quiet again and this time sighed slightly, "what's Randy done this time?"

"I bet he thinks this is all so amusing right, just stringing her along like he cares then doing this to her," Amy said louder as she was getting more aggravated.

"What do you mean?" AJ seemed confused.

"What I'd like to know is why did he bother if he wasn't interested," Amy said ignoring what AJ was saying. "Why insist on the dinner and flowers?"

"Hang on a sec, you've lost me," AJ stuttered.

Amy sighed, "I'm talking about Randy and the blonde he was entertaining last night, he has some nerve…"

"Whoa wait just a second okay, remember I'm AJ not Randy. Secondly what blonde he never mentioned it to me," AJ said loudly cutting Amy off.

"Well she was real alright maybe he just hasn't gotten around to telling you about his latest conquest yet," Amy scoffed.

"Okay now I'm really confused," AJ said his brow furrowing.

"I'll make it simple. I need to tell that piece of crap not to bother calling or coming near Trish again, she might not want to make a big deal out of it but I do. I care about that women and I'm not going to sit and watch her get hurt." Amy said finally.

"I don't understand the last I knew he was really into Trish," AJ seemed a lot more confused then before.

"Yeah well maybe little miss slutcy helped him get over it," Amy shrugged.

AJ went quiet again at Amy's last words, there was silence on the line for a few seconds as Amy was about to speak AJ suddenly said something, "Amy I'll call you back. Bye."

With that the line went dead as Amy furrowed her brow and put her cell back down on the coffee table she was sat opposite. Mickie who'd been listening to the whole thing sat next to her.

"So what did he say?" Mickie asked breaking the silence.

"Erm he's calling me back," Amy furrowed her brow as she looked to her left where Mickie was sat also looking confused.

"Who was little miss bitch face then," Mickie asked a smirk across her lips. "Can we go kick her scrawny ass?"

Amy smirked slightly at her enthusiastic friends words, "he says he doesn't know anything about it."

"Yeah right," Mickie scoffed.

"Doesn't matter anyway, all that does is that he tells Randy the message and he leaves Trish alone."

"What a jackass," Mickie said shaking her head.

"Tell me about it, you should have heard Trish on the phone last night telling me. She says she doesn't care but I could tell in her voice," Amy explained.

"Where is she anyway?" Mickie asked.

"She starts in about an hour," Amy nodded.

The room went silent again as both women seemed to be deep in thought. Suddenly Mickie sat up straight and smiled widely at Amy. "So tell me more abut this guy then?"

"What guy it was a girl," Amy seemed even more confused.

"No stupid the guy who has a crush on me?" Mickie said enthusiastically.

Amy groaned and rolled her eyes, "there is no guy I said it as an example," Amy protested again.

"Amy we've lived in the same apartment for nearly five years I know when you're lying and you're lying," Mickie shrugged as she smiled widely.

Amy sighed again, "drop it already, I said it was nothing okay."

"Is he hot…no wait is he rich?" Mickie said quickly sounding more excited then before.

"Stop it," Amy said standing up.

"Do I know him?" Mickie asked quickly.

"Don't know what you mean," Amy shrugged.

"Does he have brown or blonde hair?"

"Not sure seeing as he doesn't exist," Amy shrugged again.

"Is it AJ?" Mickie said almost squeeing as she stood up and followed Amy.

Amy laughed and looked at her, "no it's not AJ…" Amy stopped mid sentence when she realised she fallen for the trap. Her eyes widened and she bit her lip.

"Aha then you admit that it is a somebody," Mickie's eyes sprang wide as she pointed at Amy.

"I have things to do," Amy said as she quickly grabbed her apron and tried to make a bolt for the doorway.

Mickie quickly stepped in front of her hands clasped as in a begging manner, "Ames please just tell me a name or an initial…or em…do I know him?"

Amy opened her mouth to speak when the door to the staff room opened and Jeff came walking inside. He opened his mouth to speak but stopped and furrowed his brow at the scene before him.

"Erm Ames Melina wants you, I think she needs some help," Jeff said pointing over his shoulder.

"Oh I'll be going then," Amy smiled and tried to walk away.

"Nah ah you're telling me first missy," Mickie said loudly as she manoeuvred in front of her.

"Telling you what?" Jeff asked intrigued.

"Wow is it hot in here or is it just me?" Amy said loudly trying to change the subject. "I think I'll open the window."

"Don't try and change the subject," Mickie said her brow furrowed. She looked to Jeff, "apparently I have myself an admirer and Ames knows who it is but won't tell me, spoil sport."

Jeff raised his brow as he felt his heart beat go a little faster as he looked over to Amy who was looking away biting down on her nails avoiding eye contact at all costs.

"You don't know who it is do you?" Mickie asked suddenly.

Jeff stayed looking at Amy then slowly looked to Mickie who was waiting for him to answer, "err no."

Mickie groaned loudly bringing her hands up and then back to her sides, "this is ridiculous." She looked to Amy, "this isn't the end of this."

Without another word she manoeuvred past Jeff and left the room entering the restaurant leaving Amy and Jeff alone in complete silence until Amy looked up at Jeff. She winced slightly as she knew this wasn't going to be good.

"You told her," he said in a low whisper but still had an angry tone.

"It just sorta slipped out," she gave an apologetic smile, "I'm sorry, but she doesn't know it's you though," Amy explained quickly.

"Slipped out!" Jeff said still in a whisper. "How can things like that just slip out!"

"Oh I don't know, you know what she's like with her questions, I was tricked," Amy shrugged.

"This is just great," Jeff sighed.

"What's the problem she doesn't know it's you and plus this could be the opportunity you've been waiting for," Amy smiled.

"I don't think so somehow, the less she knows the better," Jeff nodded.

"Oh Jeff just tell her or ask her out what have you seriously got you lose," Amy gave a slight nudge.

"Oh I don't know how about pride, dignity, self worth…" Jeff used his fingers as guides.

"You're such a drama queen sometimes you know that, just ask her out," Amy rolled her eyes as she walked past him and outside into the restaurant area leaving Jeff alone.


Trish grabbed her bag and jacket as she glanced at the clock on her wall one more time to see she was in fact running late. Quickly exiting her apartment she broke out into a slight jog as she made her way towards the elevator which was just closing as someone was already inside. Managing to squeeze inside before the door shut she breathed out relieved as she laid her head back closing her eyes. That was until she saw who it was inside the elevator with her.

"If you were so eager to get me alone you shoulda' just told me I could have sorted something out," the voice spoke.

Trish opened her eyes to see her landlord and in her opinion creepiest man alive stood opposite her, his suggestive eyes burning holes into her. Trish couldn't help but feel a shiver go down her spine at any type of thought of being alone with the man. If it weren't for the fact she was locked in the elevator with him she would gladly run away. Flicking her eyes back over to the elevator panel that seemed to be taking forever to move she tried her best to ignore him.

"So what do you say my place tonight?" he asked moving closer.

Suddenly the doors pinged open and Trish shot out quickly ducking under, "sorry gotta go late for work." She shouted as she broke out into a tiny run to avoid being followed by him.

"Call me," he called out after her.

Shuddering slightly as she walked outside not because it was currently freezing but because of her unpleasant elevator ride. Finally getting her composure back she ran down the steps of her apartment building and began to make her way towards the subway.

Just as she reached the bottom she heard her name being called, not bothering to look round as she assumed it was just Viscera. Walking faster she could still hear the person calling and it was getting louder as they were running towards her. Finally she stopped and glanced round to see who it was. Letting out a disgruntled moan she turned back round and continued to walk.

"Trish," Randy called as he finally caught up with her, he was slightly out of breath from running. Trish continued to walk ignoring him, "I was waiting for you outside your building, I tried calling your apartment but there was no answer."

"Really," Trish continued to walk not looking at him.

"Is everything okay? It's just you seem a little distant with me," Randy said walking a little faster to keep up with Trish.

"Everything's fine," she said quickly.

"Why won't you take my calls then, or look at me?" Randy asked letting out a confused laugh.

Trish glanced at him as she continued to walk, "I'm late for work." She simply said.

"I'll give you a ride then," Randy offered with a charming smile.

"I'll take the subway," Trish retorted.

Finally Trish reached the steps and was about to walk down them when Randy walked in front of her stopping her suddenly.

"What are you doing?" she said annoyed.

"Okay so I can see you're mad at me for some reason, now I know it can't still be about the car or the restaurant so I give up." Randy said throwing his arms up and back down by his side. "How about you tell me and I can apologise or make up an excuse," he laughed although his laughter wasn't shared by Trish who just remained expressionless.

Sensing he wanted a reply Trish simply sighed, "I don't have time for this I'm late for work."

"All I wanna know is what's wrong?" Randy shrugged.

"Are you stupid or something, you know what's wrong!" Trish yelled then pushed past him. "I have to go."

Grabbing her arm to stop her he pulled her to face him, "How about you tell me then, because I got no fucking clue whatsoever."

"I'm late," Trish replied.

"Well let me give you a ride instead, so we can talk," Randy asked again.

Trish sighed, "I don't want a ride."

Randy raised an eyebrow, "seriously, you mean you wanna take the subway. I mean I don't think it's safe down there, there's homeless people and all other creepy stuff."
Trish rolled her eyes and snatched her arm away from him, "yeah I do wanna take the subway. You wanna know why? Because that's what normal people do and I'm a normal person and I have to take those risks, because that's life and shit happens."

Randy looked stunned, "what the hell is wrong with you, I'm just tryin' to be nice. You wanna cut me some slack!"

"I don't need you to be nice to me, I don't want you near me period," Trish yelled.

"You know what…" Randy stopped as his cell began to ring loudly, reaching in his pocket he looked at the screen and did nothing he just put it back in his pocket.

"Not gonna answer that, might be one of your girlfriends," Trish said her eyes narrowed.

"No it's just AJ," Randy answered as he looked even more confused, "what's that supposed to mean."

"You should know," Trish scoffed.

Randy went to say something else when his cell began to ring again, aggravatingly he pulled it out of his pocket and turned it off then put it back in his pocket, "All I wanna know is what the hell your problem is, I've tried my best to be nice and all of a sudden your acting as though your competing to be bitch of the year?" he said loudly. "Cause you got my vote."

"Well maybe you shouldn't be around me then if that's the way you feel," Trish spat back.

"Well fine then, not like I care anyway!" Randy yelled.

"Well good," Trish yelled as she turned on her heels and carried on walking down the steps and into the subway.

Randy sighed loudly as he watched her walk away and then out of sight, to say he felt like kicking himself was an understatement. He hadn't meant the things he'd said but he did have a point and although he'd hate to admit maybe what just happened was for the best.

Reaching into his pocket he pulled his cell out and switched it back on to see numerous missed calls and voicemails from AJ. Dialling his number he waited for a few seconds until his friend answered.

"What," Randy said shortly.

"Dude where have you been?" AJ said loudly.

"AJ now is not a great time, what do you want?" Randy asked with a sigh.

"Have you spoken to Trish yet?" AJ asked.

Randy was silent before he answered, "yeah more like argued you mean."

"Was she mad at you?" AJ asked.

"Yeah how do you know?" Randy asked.

"You didn't say anything stupid did you?" AJ asked cautiously.

"Is calling someone a bitch stupid?" Randy replied.

"Dude this is not good," AJ said nodding to himself.

"It's not my fault, she was the one yelling not me for no reason at all," Randy shrugged.

"Er yeah about that, I think I know why." AJ said finally.


A/N: I haven't forgotton about this story, i've just not had the time to update for a while, plus lots of other things going on in my life right now. So much for a chapter a week huh? lol. But I do promise no more long waits, honestly :)

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