ok so this is not my best work i am suffering from horrible writers block it took me almost 4 days to write this little bit.please review it inspires me to write. any ideas folks? i love your input.
I woke up with my face stuck to his chest. I peeled myself out of bed and headed for the shower.
No matter how much I showered I would never be clean again, not really.
"Ready for round 2." Randy said climbing in behind me wrapping his arms around my petite waste.
"No." I pushed him off me and left the shower.
"What's the matter babe?" He asked.
"Nothing. I'm just-just not in the mood."
He followed me into the kitchen.
"You? Not in the mood?"
"Are you deaf and stupid? That's what I said moron." I told him falling back on to the sofa, flicking channels in the buff.
"Well I guess I'll get ready for work then?"
"Whatever."
Take away the tough exterior and I was just a scared hurt little girl. I was more scared now then I ever had been, moving in with Randy was the worst idea I'd ever had. The security of it all the sharing things with someone else was something I didn't do. I didn't want to become attached to Randy because he'd just leave like everyone else. Like my dad did and like my mother did shortly after. Not like it mattered anyway I wasn't allowing myself to have any feelings for Randy other then lust, something that I wasn't feeling right now.
"Come on lets go." He bellowed.
I threw on some shorts and a tank top and made my way to the car.
We made our way into the arena and past the heard of people waiting to see who was the surprise they announced at last weeks tapings people mouths gaped open when they say that it was indeed Randy.
The Internet was swirling with rumours of why Randy hadn't been on Raw they ranged from drugs to his father dieing and everything in between. I don't think any one would believe the truth if we told them, I mean interrupting Vince's wedding to reveal you were sleeping with his soon to be wife was too much even for wrestling fans. What a storyline that would have been huh?
Randy took my hand and dragged me down the hallway. We were late. So I made him stop and pick me up a Cosmo, Jesus what did he think I was going to do sit around and watch this crap? 6 easy ways to please your man was far more interesting then sweaty men rolling around with each other.
"Mia hurry your ass up!"
"Pardon me Mr. Big shot if I can't run in 4 inch heals."
He led me to a private dressing room and told me to stay put. Fat chance. As soon as that sucker was out the door I was off exploring.
This place was full of weirdo's from guys in creepy fetish masks to dorks dressed up as sharks I mean they were grade A. fucked. I noticed some bald guy with a metal on totting around some pretty young thing, if I had any doubt they weren't married I might chat her up. She was dressed well maybe she had the money around here maybe she was that Dixie lady Randy told me about. My hopes were crushed when I saw that cute little brunette fellow chasing her around calling her Karen.
I grabbed him by the back of his jacket.
"Hey."
"Hi." He said stopping to look me up and down.
"The names Mia what's yours?"
"A.J." He told me. "But I really got to go I'm up next and I can't find my crown I'll see you around."
Crown? This people were weird. I continued on down the hallway looking for some other "interesting" character to talk to. Then I saw him, the million-dollar smile.
"Christian." I called out.
He turned and looked at me. "Oh hey your that Mia girl from the other night right?"
I nodded.
"What's up?"
"Nothing bored trying to find something to do while I wait for Randy."
"Let me show you around." He said taking me by the arm.
"So what's the deal with you and Randy anyway?" He asked taking me into a sound booth.
"He ruined my wedding and we live together."
"Wow."
"It's a long story." I told him laughing.
"So is he like your boyfriend?"
"No we're just friends why?" I asked him scooting up onto a table.
"Because you're a very attractive young lady." He said moving closer to me, he leaned in and kissed me brushing a hand against my thigh. "And I might just be attracted to you."
I wrapped my legs around his waist and planted one on him.
"Excuse me."
We both turned quick to see a production manager standing there looking less then pleased that we were about to have a little "party" on his desk.
I blushed and climbed down exiting the room with Christian right behind me.
"Why do I get the feeling your trouble?" He asked as we made our way down the hall.
"Because I am."
After hours of walking around and talking we made our way over to catering where I wasn't exactly greeted with open arms.
"Where the fuck have you been?" Randy screamed. "I was worried sick."
"That's why you're in here stuffing your face right?" I spat.
"I was waiting around so I could go out to celebrate my debut."
"I'm tired just go on without me."
He huffed passed me.
"Guess he's having fun without you tonight." Christian said.
"No I guess we're having fun without him."
"I don't follow."
"We'll follow me because I have an empty apartment."
"Your blunt." He said.
"You love it."