Disclaimer: Don't own them. Never have never will, if I did I wouldn't be writing this I would be living it.
WARNING: I TEND TO SWEAR A LOT. JUST BE PREPARED.
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"Petey!" I whispered tapping him on the shoulder
"What?" He asked turning around on his bar stool
'He's here."
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Petey immediately stood up and walked straight to Andy.
"What the fuck is your problem pretty boy?" Petey ask, his nostrils flaring like they always do when he got mad.
Andy immediately put his hands up in defense taking a step back, but only to run into a very angry looking Christopher Daniels. I am guessing Petey had already told him what happened.
"Petey, what are you talking about?" Andy asked looking confused, the smile previously played out across his lips had now vanished.
Before Petey could answer I stepped out in front of him.
"Hi Andy" I said quietly
Andy's faced changed from scared to angry to sad to confused in a matter of mere seconds.
"What are you doing back here?" He asked, just as coldly as he had spoken to me at the gym.
"That doesn't concern you." AJ said, who was now standing next to Petey, cracking his knuckles.
"A, its cool, just hold back." I said shooting him a look.
"Look, I can live where ever I damn well please and do whatever I damn well want and I really don't need you to approve it." I said, now close enough to him to poke him hard in the chest with every "damn"
We both stood there glaring at each other, in the now dead silent VIP room.
"Well… you haven't changed. Still a little bitch." Andy said tilting his head to the side
"And you haven't changed either, you fucking retarded bastard." I said, stepping out of the way so the ready to fight Petey, AJ, and Chris could have a go at him.
After a few punches from each and Andy was bleeding from his nose and mouth I called them off
"Guys, that's enough, he's not worth our time" I said, turning and running towards the balcony door.
"Get your fucking ass out of here." Petey spat angrily at Andy's fallen form. Before coming to check on me.
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Petey's P O V
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I almost didn't see her out on the balcony, and I thought maybe she had gone to the bathroom, when I heard her sob. I followed the sound to the farthest corner of the balcony where she was sitting on the ground, knee's held tight to her chest, head down, bawling her eyes out.
"Babe, its gonna be okay." I said kneeling down in front of her.
I got a sob in reply.
Come here, I said standing up and holding out my arms.
She stood up to and bear hugged me. It tore my heart apart to see her like this, and its the third time it had happened today.
"You want to go home?" I whispered in her ear.
She nodded slightly, so I picked her up and carried her back into the club.
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AJ'S POV
I saw Petey with Phili in his arms, and a weird feeling shot through me. All of the sudden it wanted to rip his eyes out and feed them to him.
"Is she gonna be okay?" I asked Petey quietly
"Yah, I am just gonna take her home." He answered, not stopping.
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BACK AT THE APARTMENT, NORMAL P.O.V.
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Petey opened my car door and picked my sobbing form up again. He set me down at the front door to the apartment, but I still clung childishly to his neck. He quickly unlocked the door and picked me up again. He carried me into my bedroom and gently laid down on my bed. He went to the end of my bed and started taking my shoes off carefully avoiding my brace. Once he was done he came and sat down next to me on the bed.
"Its all going to be okay sweetie I promise." He said, moving some of the stray hairs out of my face. He then stood up to leave.
"Petey" I said suddenly, before he could reach the door.
"Yah babe?" He asked, walking back towards my bed and sitting down (In case you have gotten the picture yet, my room isn't exactly large)
"Is it okay if I sleep with you in your room tonight? There's just… to many memories in here." I said, tears again beginning to stream down my face.
"Could I say no to you?" Petey asked with a smile.
I smiled a little bit too, before he picked me up and carried me to his room. He laid me down gently in his bed and then left again. He returned a few minutes later, a pair of my boxers that I had stolen from him years ago in hand. He walked over to his dresser and pulled out two old shirts. He laid my boxers down on the bed next to me.
"Which shirt you want?" He asked holding up my two choices
"Team Canada" I said meekly
"Come on get out of those clothes." He said. Before turning to go to the bathroom and change himself.
I quickly changed and got back into his bed, pulling the sheets up to my neck. A few minutes later he opened the door and exited himself, wearing pretty much the same thing I was minus the shirt. He walked over to the TV, bent down and grabbed a tape from on top of the VCR. He quickly popped it in and grabbed the remote from next to the TV.
An old episode of TNA started playing on the TV as he flicked off the lights. Then he crawled into bed next to me. Once he was settled he opened up his arms and beckoned for me to come closer.
I obliged and wrapped my arms around him, my head settled against his bare chest. He wrapped both of his arms around me and kissed the top of my head
"Its good to have you back sweetie." He whispered.
Within minutes my eyelids began to feel heavy. I snuggled up closer to Petey, and closed them. Within minutes I was asleep in his arms.
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7:35 AM, PETEYS P O V
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My beautiful sleep was shattered by the sound of my cell phone ringing. I looked down at her sleeping form, making sure it hadn't woke her up as well. After seeing her still sleeping form wrapped tightly around my body I quickly grabbed for my phone, to keep it that way.
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"Hello" I whispered into the mouth piece
"What the hell is wrong with you Canada?" Daniels voice came through on the other end "I've been banging down your door 25 friggin minutes!" He said sounding slightly agitated. "Now get your lazy ass up and let me in."
"Spare key, under rug." I mumbled into the phone before hanging up.
I tossed the phone across the room, and put my head back down on the pillow, replacing my arm around her waist.
I was still not really awake and none of what had happened really registered until I heard the click of the lock to the front door.
I looked down at Adri, in my shirt, and what used to be my boxers fast asleep, clinging to my half naked body in my bed, in my room with all the curtains drawn. This couldn't look good.
By the time I looked up at the doorway, Daniels was standing mouth wide open.
"Petey… you… did you?" Daniels whispered, making a pelvic thrust motion.
I smiled and shook my head no. Daniels brought his finger up to his face and traced an imaginary tear down his cheek.
I laughed and tried to wake her up.
"Adri, babe, you got to wake up. Daniels is here."
She shook her head no and snuggled in closer to my chest.
"Adri come, you gots to get up." I said lightly moving her shoulder back and forth trying my best to wake her.
"Uh uh" She mumbled
"Adriana Maria Wilson. Get up" I said, a sly smile on my face
Her eyes immediately shot open, and she punched me in the stomach. I grabbed my stomach as she rolled out of the other side of the bed towards the door.
"Morning Chris" She said with a smile and continued into her room.
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5 minutes later I was dressed and in the kitchen with Daniels talking about nothing in particular while cooking breakfast. The guys used to make fun of me a lot for cooking, but when they finally tasted my food, that all stopped.
"So care to explain what I saw in there?" Daniels asked, jerking his head towards my bedroom door.
"After what happened at the club last night, she was hysterical. I brought her back, but she didn't want to be alone in her room. So she slept in my bed." I said, stirring the eggs some.
I turned around to see a sly smile played across Daniels lips.
"NOTHING HAPPENED!" I yelled at him!
Chris just kept on smiling. The smile was soon wiped off his face as Adri ran from her room crying towards the bathroom. I dropped the spoon and ran after her.
"Adri, babe what's wrong?" I asked knocking on the bathroom door.
I got a sob in return. I tried the knob. Locked.
I sighed and walked over towards her bedroom.
When I saw what was laid out across the floor all I could do was whisper
"Fuck."
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Oh yes I know I am evil for leaving you hanging like that. So what do you guys think is on the floor? What is going on in that sick little head of Christopher Daniels? The world may never know.