The next morning when Candice woke up, theyre was a doctor in her room. "Well Candice, you can go home now. Just don't do anything like that again, okay?" he said.
"Ok" she said and got up. "Um…" she said as was stil sitting there. "Oh, sorry! I'll leave, you need to get changed. Of course!" he said walking out of the room.
"Pervert" she whispered to herself.She took off all the bandages and the pull along thins and she threw on the pink playboy top with the bunny that said Candice, and her blue mini. She walked out of the hospital bed, and the hospital.
She looked around at all the cars and saw Trish waiting by her jeap. "Candice!" she said. "Hey Trish!" Candice waved. "We have to get you home, shower you and change those clothes!" Trish said getting into the car.
"Are we going to your place or mine?" Trish asked. "Um..yours will do" Candice said. Candice looked at her wrist, the scar freaked her out. She rememberd the pain, she shivered at the thought.
"Candice….why did you do it?" Trish asked. "Oh Trish, you have know idea.." Candices voice drifted away.
The rest of the journey back was quiet except the radio, Trish had bought some new CDs. She was listening to 'Promiscous Girl' by Nelly Furtado.
When they got there, Torrie, John, Randy, Paul and Dave was there. "Oh My goodness!" Candice exclaimed when she got out of the car.
She looked at Dave, he was looking at the ground messing with his feet. He knew it was him and the other men in her life that lead her to it.
"You all must think I'm pretty twisted!" Candice laughed. "No!" Torrie yelled jokingly.
"Hey Dave" Candice mumbled. "…Hey" he mumbled back. Silence fell upon the group. "Guys, may I ask why we're all standing around like idiots?" Torrie giggled.
So they went inside and enjoyed theyre evening. Candice got up. "Ah ah ah, where you going?" Randy joked. "Bathroom" Candice said. "To do…?" John joked. "Piss!" Candice said.
Inside she was mad they were joking about it so soon. "Guys!" Trish said.
Candice wasn't really going bathroom. She went upstairs into the guest bedroom, as they decided they'd all stay here tonight, all of them had bags.
She went threw Daves bag, she didn't know what she was looking for. She found the sweater she had bought him for his birthday, She melt it, she loved his sweet scent.
She spotted his phone, she grabbed it. She felt very nosey at this point. She went into his inbox, only one message. From Kate. "Who the fuck is Kate?" Candice said quietly to herself. Did she dare go into his personal messages. Yes.
Hey Dave! Watcha doin 2nyt! Hop I get 2 c u ova da weekend, mabey u cud sleep ova…? Lol Bye love you! Xx
It said. Candice was shocked, she put everything away. She rushed into the bathroom and flushed it, then casually walked down the stairs.
They were all having a good time. Candice laughed along too even though she wasn't listening. Her eyes were glued onto Dave. When she was upstairs she also routed threw his pictures.
There was pictures of Kate, him and Kate, Kate, Kate, Kate.
Candice was so mad at her, even though she doesn't know her. She looked at Dave, then she thought about Kate. Her long blonde hair down to her hips and her crystal blue eyes. Candice was secretly jealouos.
But you wouldn't suspect a Wwe Diva to be jeaulous of an everyday person would you?
In the kitchen, Trish was fixing up a meal for them to have. Candice walked in and leaned against the counter. "Trish, did you know Dave is dating someone?" Candice asked.
"No! Is he? How do you know?" Trish asked amazed. "I saw it on his phone, pictures, messages her names Kate" Candice mumbled.
"Wait…when were messing with his phone?" Trish asked. Candice hesitated. "Before, I went bathroom I-..Oh God! I didn't go toilet, I went threw his stuff!" Candice said.
Trish was shocked. "I cannot believe you!" Trish said but she was smiling. Candice ran a hand threw her hair. "I want him" she said staring at hime threw the open kitchen door and the living room.
