Welcome To My Truth
Chapter 46: Secrets are no fun
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"I don't approve," he said flat-out, "No."

Dads. That's all I have to say, dads. They are protective, loving, and sometimes hard to convince. My dad has always been the easygoing type, he's never been too strict with me. If he were ever too strict with me, it would be on the subject we're discussing right now. He strongly disagrees with the outfits I pick. Well, actually, the photographers picked it out. So, techinically, it's not my fault. It was either this outfit, or some ugly looking one.

"It's not even that bad," I rolled my eyes, holding it up against me, "Every diva wears these."

"Well," he crossed his arms against his chest, "I don't care. I don't want you to wear that!"

"It's not your decision anyway," I mumbled, putting the two piece down, then, I saw the hardness in his eyes, "It's just a photoshoot."

"I know, but...."

"Hey!" The bubble voice of a certain WWE diva bounced into the hotel room, "How's it going!"

My dad and I turned to her, giving her an odd look.

"How'd you get in here?" My dad asked, "We're the only ones with a key."

Mickie smiled, holding a hotel card key in between her two fingers, "Your fiancee."

"Oh Ashley," I giggled, taking a seat on the bed, "Where is she?"

"The gym." My dad and Mickie simultaneously stated, before letting out a couple laughs.

"So John," Mickie set the card key on the dresser, looking up at my dad, "Excited for the wedding?"

"Yes, nervous too. Time went too fast. I mean-I'm excited and stuff,and can't wait. But, I feel like we didn't have enough time to get everything together."

Who isn't excited for the Wedding? It's nearly in two weeks. Time went so fast, and in a matter of two weeks, Ashley and my dad are officially married. After this Monday, my dad and Ashley are heading back to Tampa. They need to finalize all the Wedding , Randy, Tyler, Mickie, me, and a couple others are arriving two days earlier.

"Okay," I checked my watch, and got up from the bed, "I have to go. I'll see you two later."

My dad nodded, "Don't make any seductive poses please.."

Mickie slapped his arm playfully, "John!"

"I know Micks, he's like that," I grabbed the car keys, my purse, water bottle, and the clothes, "he's crazy."

"HEY!"

However, I wasn't able to hear the ending of the sentence, since I firmly closed the door. Walking down the hallway, I turned to the elevator, and pressed the button. Patiently, I waited for the doors to open. With one of my hands, I searched through my purse, pulling out my cellphone.

No new messages. No missed calls.

I feel special.

Usually, I would have at least three missed calls, or two texts from either Tyler or...Alexa. After Monday Night, I haven't spoken to her since. She hasn't been acting like herself. I don't understand why she's mad at me. I didn't think our rivalry was going to affect our friendship outside of the ring. And if it does, I think it's ridiculous. Being a sore loser isn't the right thing, I really hope she decides to re-think how she's acting, and speak with me again.

"Hayden," a familiar deep voice greeted me. His arm draped over my shoulder. The elevator opened, and the both of us entered. He pressed the button, and the doors closed.

"Long time no see," I smiled, staring up at him, "How are you, Reid?"

"I've been good, congrats on your big win last Sunday."

"Thank you," I nodded, as the elevator doors opened, "Where are you heading to?"

"Date with Kellog."

"Kellog?"

"Kelly," clarified Reid, taking his arm off my shoulder, "I have news to tell her..."

News?

"Oh cool, good luck with that."

"I'll need it," he stated, "have fun at your photoshoot."

"How'd you know?"

He pointed at the outfit in the my hands.

'You would never wear that outside of the ring, unless it was a photoshoot."

Another smile lifted upon my lips, as slowly began to walk away.

"You know me too well Reid, see you later."

And with that, I began walking toward the exit. I wonder what he needs to tell 'kellogs'. Why would you allow your boyfriend to call you that name. When I think of Lellogs, I think of a cereal brand. Or, Frosted Flakes. Hm, I bet his nickname is Read-a-book. The again, I doubt Kelly would call him that corny, silly nickname. After all, I doubt she knows how to read a book.

Entering the car, my over-size shades covered my eyes, and I popped in a mixed Cd. "Poster Princess" by Jet Black Stare was the first song up. The lyrics instantly came through my lips.

Saw the face of a girl outta place
Sellin books at the check out line
By the black tattoo on her back
She was lookin like the dancin kind

Third Person.

The blonde curls bounced up and down as Bianca strutted down the hall. She clearly wasn't in the mood to speak with anyone outside of her group. And her group, well, they consisted of only three members, including herself. She could only trust those two with all her secrets and devious plans. However, neither Kelly nor Eve knew about who Bianca really was. She was very secretive about her true persona. Roxanna Perez. No one had a clue she had been the fourteen year old who visited four years ago. And if they did, it was only two people. One being her number one enemy, and the other, the person who she wanted so badly at the moment.

Her small fist pounded against the wooden door, and her right foot impatiently tapped on the rugged floor. The door opened, revealing a half-awake Latina. Bianca pushed her aside, entering the hotel room.

"What's going on?" Eve shut the door behind her, allowing a yawn to escape her lips, "Why are you here so early."

"Eve it's one o'clock in the afternoon," Bianca took a seat on the messy bed, running a hand through her hair, "What,did you have a late night with one of your 'flings'."

The brunette rolled her eyes, her hands on her hips; "No. Can't a girl sleep in on her day off?"

"Sure, whatever- well, I need to tell you something important about...him."

"By him, you mean..."

Bianca simply nodded, "Yes! I saw him last night...and, well...we.."

"No way," Eve formed a smile, as Bianca just nodded fastly, "Did you have the camera?"

"No, I wasn't expecting him," she shook her head, "So, I told him to meet me tonight."

"What did he say?"

"He said, 'for you, I'll do anything.' I've totally won him over Eve."

Eve screeched in joy, gladly be happy for her friend. She knew Bianca wanted to be with him for quite sometime, and now she had gotten him. However, they still had one problem, getting rid of his other companion.

"What about her," she questioned, "You know how close they are."

Bianca scoffed, checking out her newly manicured nails. She smirked, glancing back up at her friend.

"Don't worry, they'll be done very soon."

The two divas smiled, as they continued to chat. It seemed like there plan was working after all. Little did Eve know, Bianca and this man had already had already hooked up before the plan had even started.

"AH! STOP IT!" She screamed in between laughter. The two hands trembled against her stomach, as she squirmed on the mat.

"Then say it!"

"NO!"

He continued tickling her, and her laughs become funnier than before. The two had decided to have a training session, and, it became a tickling session after ten minutes.

"I won't stop until you say it!"

"RANDY ORTON IS THE HOTTEST MAN I KNOW!"

He grinned, removing his hands from her stomach. Mickie fell onto the mat, holding her sore stomach. She breathed heavily, staring up at the ceiling. Randy, sat on all fours, his face staring down at her.

"See, it was as simple as that."

Her brown eyes rolled, as she sat back up; "Shut up. Your just jealous that I took you down."

"Oh please, I let you take me down with that minor DDT."

"Yeah right," she ran a hand through her messy dark locks, "You just don't want to admit it."

"Fine," he sighed, as his face reached closer to hers, "You took me down, James."

"See, that wasn't so hard," she smiled, staring down at his perfect lips. His eyes saw hers travel to his lips, and he knew what she wanted. In fact, he wanted the same thing. He leaned in, his lips falling over hers for a gentle, but passionate kiss.

"I see we're productive," The other Orton's voice broke the kiss, "I thought you were training."

Randy squeezed his eyes shut for a small second, before glaring at his son.

"We were," he answered through gritted teeth, "What are you doing here?"

Tyler entered the ring, and took a seat on top of the turnbuckle. He took his tee-shirt off, throwing it to the bench.

"I wanted to join your training session. I need to work on my grapple moves."

Randy stood up, extending his hand out to Mickie. She gladly accepted, standing alongside the Legend Killer.

"Of course you can join us Tyler," Mickie stated with a bubbly smile, "Here, I'll show you a really great grappling move."

Tyler shrugged, jumping off the turnbuckle. Mickie took him into the middle of the ring.

"Okay, just relax."

He did as he was told, and then, she took him by the head, and did her signature DDT. Of course it wasn't a grapple, but she had a feeling the eighteen year old would be gullible enough to accept her offer.

"What the hell was that?!" Tyler held his neck, staring up at the former Women's Champion.

"First things first, the key is to be cautious."

"I know that now," he said, getting back up, "That was worse than Hayden's DDT."

"Really? I guess I'll have to sharpen her skills. After all, I was the one who taught her that DDT."

Tyler quickly shook his head, "No! Because then she'll want to practice it on me. And..that won't be fun for me."

"So, you're scared of your girlfriend?" Randy chuckled, "Unbelievable, Ty."

Tyler bit his bottom lip. He wasn't scared of his girlfriend. Well, maybe he was. He knew how competitve she was, and how short her temper was for things.

"Aren't you excited to walk down the aisle with her at Ashley's wedding?!" asked Mickie, after taking a sip from her water.

"Yeah."

"She's really excited," she continued, "Have you spoken with her about it?"

"Nah, I've been busy. We haven't seen each other too much. Our schedules are intense. She has photoshoots, and I have...other things."

Mickie just nodded, staring at him quite suspiciously, "Oh, well you must miss her."

And that's what made him even more nervous, he wasn't missing her that much. He had made a mistake, and if she were to find out what it was, he wouldn't be alive. Better yet, if she found out that he actually enjoyed his mistake, and was going back for more, he wouldn't know how bad her reaction would be.

So, he didn't know what to do. He was stuck between telling the truth, or keeping his secret to himself. But, he didn't know someone had other plans for him and his little secret.

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