Chapter 7 : Friends, Apologies and No Explanations.
Over the next few days Randy tried to keep himself busy. He spent his days overseeing the building work on his house and he spent his nights working out. Anything to stop him from thinking.
His mother had told him that it was probably better to give Jenni some time to cool off so he shouldn't ring her, he agreed that that was probably the best thing to do but that didn't mean that his hands weren't itching to gab the phone and call her.
If this had been happening to anyone else he would probably of laughed about had sad it was that someone couldn't spend a few days not talking to someone else. However it was happening to him and rather than want to laugh it made him want to scream.
"Randy! Will you go pick your sister and one of her friends up later? Apparently they've 'accidentally' spent their cab fare."
Randy stopped the treadmill in the gym of his parent's house and towelled his brow. This was one of the reasons he hated staying at home during the renovations on his house, he was never alone and there was always something for him to do.
"Sure mom no problem. When?" Randy asked sighing.
"In about an hour."
"Great," he said sarcastically. "Remind me again why I'm not staying in a hotel?"
"It's because you love my cooking so much."
Randy laughed, "I'm not arguing with that."
Elaine smiled at him causing Randy to give her a slightly confused look.
"I agreed to pick Becky up, I didn't win the Nobel Peace Prize. Why do you look so happy?"
"I'm happy because that's the first time in days that you've laughed. As a matter of fact tonight's the first time in days that you haven't had a miserable scowl on your face. Who are you and what have you done with my eldest son?"
Randy couldn't help but smile again before his eyes regained the sad look that had been plaguing him since sitting on the bench with his mother.
"Oh Randy, I hate seeing you like this but you don't have to worry. You and Jennifer will sort this out. I'm sure of it. However there is something else that needs to be sorted out…have you spoken to Sam?"
"No," he replied shortly.
"Randy you—"
"Don't. I don't fancy being lectured on how I need to treat her better or I'm gonna lose her."
"Isn't that the whole point though? You want to lose her. She isn't who you want Randy so you should stop stringing her along. It isn't fair."
"Yeah, yeah, I know. I'm gonna jump in the shower before picking Becky up. I'll see you later."
Randy walked out of the room toward a bathroom leaving his mother standing behind him.
"Oh Randy," she said out loud to herself. "How do you get yourself into these situations?"
Randy sat in his car, his sister clambering into the seat next to him and her friend getting into the seat behind him.
"Hey Randy," her friend said with a giggle.
"Hey Jess, it's been a while since I've seen you. How are you hun?"
Becky rolled her eyes while her friend giggled.
"Oh me, nothing you'd find interesting. I mean you travel the world with your job. You wouldn't be interested in my life." Jessica smiled at him while giving him the adoring look that he had seen from many teenage fans.
"Do you want to travel Jessica?" Randy asked with polite interest.
She swooned when Randy smiled at her and stuttered out, "yes."
"It's so annoying." Becky said after they had dropped off Jessica. "Even my friends that don't watch wrestling all act like you're some kind of God. I mean you're my brother for Gods sake but that doesn't stop them all batting their eyelashes at you and being all flirty."
"Jess isn't so bad. Remember when I met your friend Laura? She burst into tears."
"Oh God yeah. Then every time I saw her for weeks she would cry about the fact that you had seen her cry and how pathetic you must think she is."
"I've seen worse at autograph signings." Randy assured her.
"I'll bet."
They were silent for a minute before Becky asked him a question.
"Why isn't Jenni coming for Christmas this year?"
Randy's hands twitched at the unexpected mention of his best (or maybe not so much anymore) friend causing the car to swerve slightly.
"What's the matter with you?" Becky asked him.
"Nothing, nothing. No I'm fine." He insisted.
She frowned at him for a second before repeating her question about Jenni.
"What are you talking about? She's still coming here for Christmas."
"She said she wasn't when I spoke to her."
"No she's still — wait a second, you talked to her?"
"Yeah yesterday. She said she wasn't coming." Becky said feeling confused.
"Why were you talking to her?"
"I called her up for some advice if you must know. But you're avoiding the question. Why isn't she coming?"
"She is coming Becks," he said trying to assure himself more than her. "She's just a bit angry at me right now."
"Why? What did you do?" She asked curiously.
"She didn't tell you?"
"No, when I asked her she changed the subject. Just like you are."
"It's not important." He said, his eyes fixed firmly on the road. "Just a misunderstanding."
In New York Jennifer was packing up her suitcase, getting ready for tomorrow mornings flight when John rang.
"Hello."
"Damn princess. I've been tryin' to get in touch withya for days."
"Sorry mate, what's up?"
"I was about to ask you the same thing girl."
"Why? Should something be wrong?"
"I was just wondering if something happened between you and Randy."
"Why would you think something had happened with me and Randy."
"Damn, the sudden tone in your voice is givin' me chills princess. Turn the heat up a little."
"You didn't answer my question."
"You didn't turn the heat up."
"John –"
"Okay, okay. All I know is, he called me up the other day to ask all kinds of questions about when you an' me were hooking up."
"Why would he wanna know about that?"
"I dunno princess but it was weird. He asked me about how it started, who started it, how it ended. All kinds of stuff."
"But he was around when all that was happening. He should know it all."
"He even asked me about if I noticed the way you bite your tongue when you laugh. That was a crazed question for him to ask."
"I bite my tongue?"
"Yeah, it's real sexy if you ask me."
"Good thing I didn't ask you then huh?"
"Love you too princess. Anyway, what did happen with you an the Legend Killer."
"Nothing."
"Once more with feeling."
"We just had a fight that's all and he said something that pissed me off."
"What'd he say."
"It's nothing, I gotta go. I'll talk to you soon though yeah?"
"You better had princess coz I know I miss hearing your honey soaked tones."
"Wow, you can't go 10 seconds without flirting with me can you babe?"
"Oh you know you love it."
"If you say so."
"I do say so sexy. Now I'll let you hang up an ignore the topic this time, but, you better bet your pretty ass that I won't let it slide again."
"Such a gentleman."
"Just this once though, I know you love me when I'm nasty."
"I'm not even gonna comment at that one. It's far too easy. Bye."
Jenni hung up the phone and returned to her packing but what John was saying was on her mind. Why would Randy start asking all those kinds of questions now? It didn't make any sense. He had been there when she had 'dated' John. If she remembered rightly he disapproved. Why would he bring it all up again?
Oh if only she knew.
"Come on in baby."
Randy followed Sam through the apartment. Still quite confused about what was going on. Sam had called him earlier that morning when he had been packing his case; she asked him to come over and greeted him in her usual manner. As though their latest bust-up hadn't even happened.
"You wanted to talk to me about something Sam?"
"Nothing imparticular, but you are my fiancé. I figured we should spend a little more time together before you leave. I've hardly seen you during your time off." Sam smiled at him as though she didn't have a care in the world.
Now he was really confused.
"Do you remember why we haven't spent any time together?"
"We have spent some time together, just not much."
"Yes but do you remember why?"
"Oh you mean that silly little tiff we had? Please, Randy it's okay. I've forgiven you."
"Huh?" He asked rather stupidly.
"I've forgiven you."
"Sam I really think that we should talk about what happened. There's a lot we should probably get off our chest." Randy looked at her oddly. She didn't seem to be angry at all.
"Are you ok?"
"I'm fine baby."
"Are you sure? You seem...weird. You haven't gone mad, have you?"
She looked at him silently for a second before laughing slightly.
"Silly puppy," Sam smiled at him again before leaning up and giving him a kiss on the lips. A kiss that he hadn't returned but she didn't seem to notice. "Now, we really should get back to the wedding plans for bridesmaids dresses I was thinking…"
Randy crawled into bed later that night his strange meeting with Sam still playing in his mind. He had stayed there for an hour before using the excuse of tomorrow's flight as his reason to leave. In honesty she had freaked him out.
He tried to cast that from his mind and thought about seeing Jenni tomorrow. He had been agonising over how best to apologise to her and worrying over whether or not she would accept it.
He lay his head down onto the pillow and fell asleep almost instantly. All night dreaming about his best friend.
Jennifer sat in catering waiting for Melina. Jenni's flight had brought her here first thing and Mels flight should have landed more than two hours ago.
"Mel, finally you're here." Jennifer said standing up from her seat.
"Sorry, flight was delayed."
They sat down together and did some catching up about their time off. Melina talked mostly about her mini-break in Miami with Johnny.
"Is it true that the Royal Rumble is going to be in Miami next year?"
"As far as I know. But regardless, you had fun?"
"Oh absolutely it was amazing. We're thinking of going again, during Christmas break."
"That's great," Jennifer said taking a sip of her drink.
Melina watched her for a moment before speaking, "Are you ok?"
"What?"
"I asked if you were ok. You look…sad. Did something happen?"
Jenni shook her head muttering that she was fine.
"Don't lie to me Rose."
Jenni smiled slightly at the use of her middle name before the smile left her face and she looked into her cup, involuntarily thinking about the argument that she and Randy had.
"What is it?" Melina persisted.
"It's nothing important just…" she trailed off still frowning into her cup.
"Jenni?"
"Randy called me a slut."
"WHAT!"
Melina's outburst caused the few other people in the room to turn and look.
"Jeez Mel, little louder?" Jennifer said looking at her frowning.
"Sorry sweetie but I'm just…Why would he call you that? You know I never liked him, right?"
"I don't really know why he said it."
"Well, what happened? Tell me everything?"
"He left me a voice mail so I called him up and we were talking for a second then suddenly he flew off the handle."
"Just like that?"
"Pretty much, we were talking, he heard Adams voice, asked me if I was his latest dirty little secret, called me a slut and then I hung up."
"What an asshole," Melina muttered. "Have you heard from him since?"
Jenni shook her head, "No but I know he was talking to John about me."
"Cena?"
"Yes, apparently he was asking questions about when the two of us were together last year. Strange really."
"So," Mel said thoughtfully, "he flew off the handle at you spending time with Adam and then he started asking ex-boyfriends about you relationship?"
"I guess so, yes." Jenni checked her watch, "Sorry hun, I've gotta go meet with creative about my storyline for the New Year. Stephanie called me about it this morning."
"No problem chica, we'll hang out later?"
"See you then."
As she walked away Melina sat alone at the table until Johnny came in.
"You ok?" he asked her.
"Just thinking about Randy."
"You're thinking about another guy, should I be worried?"
Melina laughed but shook her head, "No, but maybe Jenni should be on her guard."
Randy stood in the hallway of the arena, he had been trying to find Jenni to apologise all day but he hadn't been able to. He didn't know if it was that he just kept missing or that she was avoiding him but either way, they hadn't crossed paths.
He sighed knowing that this would have to wait until later, he had to get ready for his promo about how he killed the Undertaker. Jenni unfortunately would have to wait.
As he began to walk down the hall he heard a voice call him from behind. He stopped and turned around.
"Melina, what can I do for you?"
"Look asshole, I really don't like you right now. The way you talked to Jenni was just plain wrong."
"Jenni," he said cutting off anything else she was planning on saying. "Where is she? I've been looking for her all day."
"She's already gone, she filmed her promo earlier, she's already back at the hotel."
"Shit," Randy mumbled. "Is she mad?"
Melina looked confused for a second. "Are you stupid or something?"
"She told you didn't she?"
Melina looked confused again. "Seriously, stupid?"
"Look, what is it you want? If you're just planning on telling me how I messed up I'd rather you didn't."
"Yeah well, I'd rather you didn't call Jenni a slut so…I guess neither of us get what we want."
"What do you want?" Randy asked her.
"I wanted to call you an asshole and since I've done that I want to ask you if, I'm right about something."
"What do you wanna ask me?"
"When you called her a slut…was it because you were jealous?"
Randy froze, she couldn't know…could she?
"Answer me Randy, were you jealous?"
"What are you talking about?" he asked with more confidence than he felt.
"Forget it, I know I'm right." She studied him as he shifted uncomfortably for a second. "218."
"What?"
"That's her hotel room, she's staying in room 218. When you're done here go talk to her."
"So let me get this straight, one minute you're calling me an asshole and the next you're telling me where she's staying so that I can apologise. How does that make sense?"
"It doesn't but I'm a complex person so go with it." Melina said, "We're meant to be going out at 8 tonight. If you catch her before that maybe you can make it up."
"Thanks," he said warily. "Why are you doing this? Really?"
"Because when I was talking to her earlier on she was depressed. I think that it's because of you. If you can take her out of this bad mood then I want to help you. Remember 218, sometime before 8."
Melina walked past him and he sighed. This was good; this gave him a little more time to work out what he was going to say.
Somehow saying, "Hey Jenni, sorry about me being jealous of Adam and calling you a slut. Hopefully we can put it behind us with hot passionate animalistic sex." didn't seem like the kind of thing that was going to make her forgive him. Unfortunately.
At 7.00 Randy walked down the hotel hallway leading to his best friends room. He was still going over things to say in his head, but he figured that he would just have to go with the flow. That's assuming that she agreed to hear him out.
He knocked hesitantly on the door after standing outside of it for a few minutes. When she didn't answer he knocked again. He wondered idly if Melina have given him the wrong room number of the wrong time but that thought was pushed from his mind as he heard a shout from inside the room asking him to wait a minute.
When she answered the door she was wrapped in a fluffy white towel, her hair and make-up were done but she wasn't dressed.
"How can I he- Randy! What are you doing here?"
"Hey Jen, I wanted to –"
"Actually I don't care, go away." Jennifer said moving to close the door but he stuck his foot in the way to stop her.
"Jenni please, I know you're mad but-"
"Mad? You think I'm mad? No Randy, I'm not mad."
"You're not?" Randy asked, hopeful in despite of himself.
"No, I mean sure my best friend thinks that I'll jump into bed with anyone but I don't care. I guess really I'm not bothered that you called me a slut but what more can I expect. After all, you are the person I trusted more than anyone in the world, why wouldn't you think I was some kind of dirty whore."
"Jenni, I'm sorry."
"Shut up."
"No, not 'til you listen to me." Randy pushed the door open and walked in, ignoring her obvious displeasure at him being there.
"What the hell do you want?"
"I want you to listen to me."
"Well I want you to get the hell away from me but that doesn't look like it's going to happen either does it?"
"You sound like Melina."
"Melina? What does she have to do with anything?"
"She told me you're room number so I could talk to you."
"Oh I'm gonna kill her," Jenni said scowling whilereadjusting her towel. Oblivious to Randy looking her up and down. Even with the state of their relationship being less than great he couldn't help himself from admiring her beauty.
How the hell had it taken him so long to realise his feelings for her?
"Look Jen, I know you're pissed at me," Randy said and continued quickly when it looked like she was about to interrupt, "and you have every right to be. But you just need to listen to me so can explain."
She stared at him for a second before sighing, still with a scowl on her face. "Fine, explain. But explain fast, I'm going out."
"Yeah I know. At 8." Randy said relieved that she was hearing him out.
He didn't say anything but found his eyes travel over her again. The way her hair was up was exposing her neck and she had, he found himself thinking, a very sexy neck. He almost groaned and the thought of kissing it but managed to pull himself out of the images that had suddenly flashing in his brain.
He shook his head slightly to clear it and refocused his eyes on Jenni's face. She looked expectant and he briefly forgot why she was until it all came back to him. Right. His apology. His explanation.
The apology he could do but explaining it; that was going to be more of a challenge.
"Well?" she asked.
"Right yes ok. So…I'm sorry."
She paused as though expecting him to say something but seeing that that seemed to be all he was planning on saying she got even more annoyed. "You're sorry?"
"Yes," he nodded.
"That's you're apology, as pathetic as it was, but what's you're explanation?"
Randy didn't say anything but looked instead like a deer caught in the headlights.
"I…um…don't actually have one."
"You don't have one?"
"No I don't."
"So you have no reason at all for suddenly being a complete wanker and calling me a slut?" Jenni asked angrily.
"Um…"
"You think that the proper way to talk to you're supposed best friend is to refer to her as someone's, and I quote, 'dirty little secret'. If that's the way you think Randy, it's not a wonder you're not the most popular guy in the locker room."
"Well I…"
"Forget it Randy. I don't want to hear it." With that she stomped into the bathroom, obviously expecting him to leave. He didn't however and just sat down on the bed, not so patiently waiting for her to come out.
A little while later she came out, obviously in her going out clothes. He looked at her appreciatively while she looked at him angrily.
"What the hell are you still doing here. Get out."
"Sorry Jenni, can't do that." He said back trying not to stare at her.
"Why not?"
"Because you haven't forgiven me."
"Randy if you're waiting for that, on the back of that weak arse apology and non existent explanation then you're gonna be waiting a while."
"Jenni, please. I know I hurt you but-"
"Shut up!"
Randy was shocked at the venom in her voice and took a step back, as though she had pushed him.
"Just stop talking Randy. You think you can just make this go away, you can't. You won't even tell me why. Do you have any idea how many times I've been called a slut since I joined the WWE? It doesn't matter how many great matches I have, it doesn't matter that I don't sleep around, it doesn't matter that I turned down PlayBoy. All anyone see's when they look at any of the Divas is a slut. Now call me crazy but I really didn't expect my best friend to agree with them, to not see past the slutty ring clothes I get forced into wearing and just see a slut."
Randy stood quietly, just watching her; he was wrestling with his himself. He could tell her the truth and risk their friendship or he could not tell her and have their friendship go down the drain anyway.
"I wish I could tell you," he murmured without realising.
"So why can't you?"
"You wouldn't understand."
"Try me."
Randy didn't answer but they stared each other down.
"Forget it," Jennifer finally said. "I have to go."
She picked up her jacket and bag and moved towards the door.
"You can let yourself out, right Randy?"
Jenni slammed the door without waiting for an answer.
Sometime after midnight the hotel door opened to a buzzed Diva. Almost dancing her way into the room she didn't realise that she wasn't alone. Not until he spoke.
"I'll tell you."
Jenni whipped around at the sound of a voice from the chair in the corner of the room.
"Randy! Why are you still here?"
"I have something to tell you."
"What?"
"The reason. You want to know why I called you a slut, right?" Randy asked.
"I don't know. Besides you said that you didn't have an explanation."
"I do. Do you want to hear it?"
Jennifer studied him for a moment before nodding slowly.
"Ok then. Get ready for the big confessional."
Well there you have it. What did you think? Be sure to leave me a review. Do you think Randy will really confess? Let me know!
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