Welcome To My Truth
Chapter 25: kiss & makeup?
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My heels clicked against the cement sidwalks, and my hand held a chocolate ice cream one. Reid and I were walking down the park path, enjoying the pleasant night.
"So, would you want an arranged marriage, or marry the person you hate?" he asked me, as I looked up at him.
My mind took a second to think, and I made the decision.
"I think I will marry the person I hate, and then murder them that night." he laughed, shaking his head at me.
"That's nice of you. Murder your new husband." Reid joked, as we stopped near a bench.
The two of us had left the arena, but not before I met my dad. He was very confused about the whole thing. His common questions were: "Where's Tyler?" or "Why isn't he with you, is he okay?" I just said he was going to the club with the rest of the gang. He simply nodded, and allowed me to go out with Reid. We had gone to eat some food, which was probably the funniest thing ever. Okay, so the waitress came over to us, and laid her eyes on Reid. I believe she was dumbstruck by his looks, that drool came down the corner of her mouth. He just stared at her, and smiled. That's when she squealed out loud. "Oh my god, you're so cute." By this time, I had my head down on the table, laughing at the whole scenerio. I don't think she liked me very much, either. I mean, she kept giving me death glares and wasn't nice to me at all. When I asked for a refill on my Iced Tea, she snatched the cup from my hand, and rolled her eyes. When she came back, I snapped. "I'm a customer, you don't treat me like that. So I suggest you get some manners, honey." The rest of the dinner she didn't look at me once, I guess she was either ashamed or very angry. Then, Reid and I got in an argument on who would pay the check, after proving good points, he paid. Gurr him.
We got some ice cream at ColdStone Ice Cream, and decided to take a walk around the park nearby. The moon was large, and the bright stars surrounded the sable colored sky. The wind blew gently, allowing cool breezes to hit us.
I took a lick of my ice cream, and stared up at the wonderous sky.
"So, how's little Aiden?" he asked, with a smile.
"Good, in love with WWE." I answered, thinking about the cute boy.
"When's he coming by around here?" the constant question everyone keeps asking me. They adore that little boy, especially Stpehanie McMahon. She believes Aurora and Aiden would make such a cute couple when they're older. For right now, they're just friends.
"I don't know yet." my shoulders shrugged, and I took another lick of ice cream. "How's your dad?"
"Great, he went on vacation with the family, to Dominican Republic." he told me. "Lucky fools."
"Its okay, be happy your on Raw now!" I brightened his mood, and he grinned.
"That's true, and now we get to hang out." he pointed out happily.
"That's totally going to be fun. With Alexa, The Miz, and Ty-yeah." I didn't want to think about him, although he was in my mind the whole time. I felt pretty guilty about coming out with Reid, but he's my friend. He deserves my attention also. I don't understand why Tyler was jealous, nor the reason he doesn't like Reid too much. Maybe it was because of the time I first met Reid. I was fifteen, he was seventeen years old. We were in North Carolina, and Ric had brought his family to the show. I heard his son was preparing to be a wrestler, he was at OVW. I was pretty interested to see how he was, since I also was training to become a diva. Tyler and I were at the canteen, and my dad was with Ric speaking with him. Next to him, was this tall good-looking young guy. My dad called us over, and when I met him, he was so nice to me. The two of us noticed how much we had in common, so Reid and I spent some time together, hanging out. Tyler was always upset about it, that's when I found out they had known each other for quite sometime. Supposably, Reid was an ass to Ty, I don't know if it was true or not, Reid didn't look like he was an ass. Both of the guys debuted pretty much the same time, only on seprate brands. It sucked that he was on a seprate brand, I couldn't hang out with him anymore. Now, I'm just glad he's here again.
"You alright?" he put his hand on my shoulder, his gaze catching mine.
I nodded, shaking the thoughts away, or at least piling them to the back of my mind. "I'm fine."
"You sure? It looks like your kind of distracted." he stated, finishing up his own ice cream.
"No, its nothing." My head went down, and I lifted it back up, when his voice started again.
"You know..you can trust me Hayden. It's not like I'm going to go an share your secrets with anyone."
That was probably one of the nicest thing a person has said to me, if only Tyer heard his words. Maybe, he wouldn't think he was an ass. A smile curled, and he stared at me.
"Your so corny." I punched him lightly on the arm, and he sarcastically widened his mouth.
"That wasn't very nice, Ms. Cena. "
"I never said I was nice, did I?" my eyebrow rose, and I stood up from the seat. "Loser."
"I am no Loser." he declared, and we started to walk back through the path.
"Yes you are, don't deny it."
"If I'm a loser, you must be an extreme loser." he joked.
"Psh, nope. Everyone loves me." I smiled brightly.
"Please, all the ladies adore me. My looks kill everyone." Cocky much?
"Am I laying on the floor dead?"
He shook his head, and wrapped an arm around my shoulder. "Trust me, you know I'm good-looking."
"Mhm, keep thinking that Reid." I rolled my eyes jokingly, and we continued our walk through the park, soon leaving for the hotel.
third person - hotelroom.
Tyler sat on the edge of the couch, watching the match on television. Although his eyes were facing the television, his mind was focusing on his girlfriend. Because of her, he didn't go Clubbin'. Because of her, he was sitting in a hotelroom with her father, and Randy. He wondered why they were at the hotelroom alone also. Simply, the two best friends were here because the divas wanted a 'girls night out'. This left Randy and John, playing video games, and watching random movies, or baseball games. However, they didn't think that Tyler would have ended up with them tonight.
"Ty, you wanna play?" his father smashed into his thoughts.
Tyler stared at him for a brief second, before shaking his head. "No thanks, I'm good."
John set his controller down, and completely turned to face Tyler.
"What's wrong?" he began, his eyebrow cocked. "You usually aren't like this."
"I'm fine." he sighed, picking up his cellphone. He flipped the keyboard open, and it read, no messages.
"Tyler, what's bothering you son?" Randy entered the short conversation that had started, and took a seat next to him. Tyler shook his head, avoiding the question.
"Nothing." short answers is what he gave, and the two men weren't convinced.
"You better tell me what's wrong right now, or I'll kick your ass." The Legend Killer warned with a smirk playing his lips. Tyler wasn't amused, all he wanted to do was find his girlfriend, and apologize for the malevolent words he said to her.
"I called Hayden a snobby bitch." he confessed, moving back on the couch. John got up from the floor, deathly glaring at the Orton. Tyler cringed with fear, he knew how protective John was of his daughter.
"You better be lieing to me." his fists formed in balls, and his jaw clenched.
"Whoa, calm down Cena."Randy backed him away, and stayed in between. "What happend with Hayden? Did you two get in an argument?"
Tyler nodded his head, letting it all out. "Yes, all because of Reid."
John rose an eyebrow,reminiscing a few hours back, when Hayden told him she was going out with Reid. That's when it clicked for him.
"Will you mind explaining, how Reid fits into this." Randy continued with his fatherly ways.
"Pops, you know I don't like the guy. You two also know that I hate how much him and Hayden get along. When she saw him in the hallway, she completely ignored me, and ran into his arms. That's what got me mad. But, then I asked if she wanted to head clubbin''
"She's too young for clubbin' Tyler." John cut in, and Tyler waved his hand.
"Okay, let me finish please." he said. "She said she couldn't go, so I just tried to convince her. Then I found out she was going out to hang with Reid. We got in this fight, about it, and at the end I called her a snobbybitch. Now, I can't help but think what the hell she's doing with him."
John shook his head, and a sigh excaped his lips. "Typical jealously."
"No, I'm not jealous." Tyler argued, completely denying it.
"Just admit it. Your jealous that she wants to hang out with another guy other than you. Come on, its normal you feel that way." Randy gave in his explanation to the feelings Tyler had.
"I'm jealous, okay. But that's because Reid is, I don't know mu-" before he could finish his sentence, Hayden came through the door.
first person: Hayden's POV.
Reid and his stupid clumziness. Reaching this floor, he tripped over my foot on accident. I helped him up, and laughed for a few minutes. My dad's gonna kill me, I'm late for curfew. Damnit. I slid my hotel card in, and twisted the knob open, and entered the room. Are you kidding me? Why is he here? I thought he was suppoesd to be clubbin' Great. Maybe I can just give him the cold shoulder.
"Hey daddy, Randy!" I smiled, giving my dad a hug, and the same to Randy. Tyler's eyes were attached to me, and I felt my heart racing.
"How was your night babygirl?" My dad asked me, taking a seat on the floor.
"It was great. We went to get something to eat, then we went to the park and ate some ice cream." I answered, its not like I'm trying to brag or anything.
"Sounds like fun." Randy butted in. "Don't you think Tyler?"
He rolled his eyes, taking his glance away from me. My dad sighed, and got back up from the floor.
"So, me and Randy are going to get some pizza downstairs." John pulled Randy by the arm.
"But, I don't want pizz-"
"Yes you do, now Tyler, Hayden. Whatever you to are disputing about, I suggest you fix it now." he seriously stated, causing me to shake my head. With those last words, they left the room. Great, now its just Tyler and I. Oh the joy. I ran a hand through my hair.
"So, it sounds like you had fun with that asshole." Tyler insulted.
Eyes glaring, anger building, I stared at him. "What the hell is your problem?"
Tyler stood up, facing in front of me. Peering up at him, his arms wrapped around my shoulders. I lifted my hand up, slapping him right across the face. His arms unwrapped from me, and his hand rubbed the red cheek.
"Don't you dare try to hug me." I waved my finger at him, and he smirked.
"Come over here." he gestured for the couch, and I plopped down next to him. We faced in front of each other, and his hands tried to grab mine.
"Look, you know I don't like Reid too much." he started, great.
"That's nice to know." my tone was sarcastic.
He released a deep breath. "I'm sorry."
"What did you say," I rose an eyebrow, looking at him suprised. "Did you just say I'm sorry."
"I was just upset that you wanted to hang out with Reid," he revealed. "I felt blocked out."
Did he really? Now, I feel a tad bit guilty. His big green eyes grew into puppy dog eyes.
"I don't know if I can forgive you," this should be funny.
"C'mon it was just a little fight," he told me, grabbing my hand. "We always get through fights."
"Yeah, but you called me a snobby bitch." I retorted.
"baby, you know I was mad. I say anything when I get angry." he pouted his lips.
"Just shut up," I brought my hands to his face, and pulled him into an unexpected kiss. His arms took a hold of my waist, pulling me closer to him on the couch.
"Well, I see we're no longer upset with each other." Randy's voice bopped in, and we broke the kiss.
Tyler smirked, wrapping an arm around my shoulder. "She can never resist me."
"Psh, yeah right." I laughed, and the two men just shook their heads.
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