Chapter 3

Randy walked through the curtains just finishing his work for the night. He grabbed a towel and threw it around his neck to soak up his sweat. His mind was somewhere else until a turn of the corner brought him face to face with John and Michelle. "Great" He thought to himself. Trying to avoid them hewent to walk pass them but was stopped by a hand to his chest.

"What up buddy no one told me you were coming.?" John's voice spoke out.

Randy looked at him confused, Did he not know?

Michelle had the same look on her face. This wasn't the way she thought John would react. But then again, it can't be good.

John stood there with a smile while Randy gave a nervous one back, "So um...?" Was all Randy could get out.

"So yeah...what was up with you calling my fiancée a bitch earlier?" John asked with all seriousness.

Randy backed up as John stepped closer, "Look man..." Randy was cut off by a right hand to the jaw.

"John!" Michelle exclaimed rushing to stop the fight. Randy threw up his hands to block the fists coming at him. Damn, how he had forgotten about John's temper. He was regretting everything that had happened earlier when he felt John being torn apart from him. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Dave trying to keep him under control.

"What the fuck are you doing man?" Dave spoke holding John up against the wall.

John just shook him off and walked off with his hands in the air. Michelle went to go after him but Dave stopped her and went instead, not wanting John to go off on her.

Michelle saw Randy still on the floor rubbing his jaw, she hesitantly walked over and bent down in front of him, "You okay?" She asked. Damn it why did she even care?

Randy looked up to meet with her soft brown eyes, "Yeah, I deserved it anyways...I'm surprised you didn't join in." He lightly joked.

Michelle smirked a little, "No, I thought I'd try to keep my bitchy temper to a minimum." She spoke the last part in a sarcastic tone.

Ouch. Was all Randy felt. "Look Michelle...I' am really sorry about earlier...I didn't mean for it to come out."

Michelle shrugged her shoulders, "No big deal Randy...at least now I really know what you think of me." She replied non-nonchalantly as a water bottle fell from the soda machine.

"No, Michelle I..." He started to speak but was cut off.

"Here hold this on your jaw...you don't want it swelling up." Was all she said before walking off.

Randy let out a frustrated sigh, before finding his locker room and shutting the door behind him.

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