This chapter was really fun to write. It gave mostly information about the characters and stuff. I had no motivation while writing this :P
We'll call it writer's block:D.
Enjoy,
SEP
I laid in my bed, staring up at ceiling. It had been 2 years since I had seen him. My prince.
Carter, my roommate, walked in and laid down next to me, snuggling into my side.
"You seem depressed, babe. Want me to make you feel better?" He purred.
I shook me head and rose. "I'm gonna be late for work."
"Liar!" He stuck his tongue out at me, "You don't work til 9!"
I grabbed my coat and walked out the door. The cool breeze hit me roughly. I lazily strolled to my car, a blue Volkswagen Van, and sat in the front seat for a minute.
"RAW is on tonight." I said to myself. I knew I was going to watch it. I watched ever episode just to be my prince in all his majesty. I wonder if he ever thinks about me? Probably not, and if he did it would just be thoughts about how he almost got arrested for having sex with a minor.
I was 20 now, working at a bar my friend's dad owned. I had a 2 room apartment with Carter. I guess I was happy, but empty without him.
I started the car and drove off to the park. The winter morning was still dark as I stumbled out of my car. The frozen dew crunched under my feet. Chicago in December.
I sat on the swing set, it creaked at I rocked back and forth. I kicked off the ground and started pumping hardcore. I was almost parallel with the top bar, I was flying.
I hear voices in my head...
My phone went off.
I jumped off the swing, landing perfectly on my feet in the gravel.
"Hello?"
"Omg Dwayne!" An annoying high-pitched Allison screamed.
I smiled to myself. Allison was the only person I told about that night with Randy. She was a total WWE spaz and loved me to tell her about it over and over.
"Hey Allie,"
"Where are you? Carter told me you just left, he's worried," her voice flowed through the phone.
"I'm just out getting some air,"
"Do you wanna get together tonight? I'm out of work early."
"Uh, I'm not really feeling up to it tonight."
"Oh... ok"
I closed my phone.
I had been slightly depressed the last year. After the magic with had faded, I felt empty, but I told myself that it was over and I couldn't have expected it to go any further. My mother never found out. I told her that I was just stressed from school. I returned to my regular life and moved out when I was 18 and got my own apartment.
Soon at payments got out of hand so I started looking for a roommate. That's when I met Carter. I guess gays attract each other. He's a total flamer. We became best friends, but he's always bring guys home, so sleep is pretty much impossible, so we have an agreement that he can only have guys over when I'm at work... which is from 9-6 Mondays-Wednesdays. Lucky him... literally.
My sex life is non-existent, I haven't wanted one. I'm saving myself for Randy. Yeah right.
I just don't want to love anyone but him. I have no doubts that his sex life is thriving, but it didn't bother me.
I should go home.
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"!!!!!!!" I heard Carter scream from through the door. I opened it to see him at the computer with his face flushed red.
I walked over to him and he jumped up and latched onto my front.
"What's going on?!" I struggled not to topple over.
"The WWE live schedule has changed! They're going to be here in 5 weeks!" I froze. The words on the screen confirmed it.
"We have to go get our tickets first! Front row baby!"
I smirked, "You bet."
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It was the night I had dreamed of. I was sitting front row of the the arena with 10s of 1000s of people chattering behind me. I sat in between Allie and Carter, who were both babbling away.
When the theme music started quickly joined by the fireworks, the crowd jumped to life. The screams echo through my ears.
I kinda floated through the night, snapping pictures of the superstars as they came to the ring. I cheered and booed at the appropriate times and was getting antsy.
"I have to pee," Carter spoke up.
"NO!" I grabbed his arm, "Randy's up next!"
Allison chuckled cutely. I elbowed her gently.
"Ugh, fine!" He sat down, "I'll watch Orton's match then I gotta wizz real bad!"
I hear voices in my head....
His music blared through the arena and my heart beat a mile a minute. I watched him saunter down the ramp, his trunks hugging his........hips perfectly. *cough*
He rolled into the ring to face his Legacy teammate Ted Dibiase Jr.
My heart stopped for a minute when he scanned over my portion of the ring. I didn't expect him to see me among the sea of fans with the spotlights on him.
I watched the match vigilantly, looking at every move his perfect body made, the graceful movements.
The bell rung to start the match. I couldn't help but revisit that night in my head. Randy and Ted both took brutal beatings, but Cody ended up interfering, winning Randy the match. I cheered regardless.
Then I knew he saw me. Writhing on the ground with refs rushing to him, I saw him hide a smile behind his hand and cough. While looking straight at me. My eyes widened and I smiled like an idiot. Allison was screaming but I couldn't hear her over all the noise in my head. Randy was carried out by 2 referees and the lights came back on.
Carter had run off to the bathroom before I looked back. Alison was staring at me with a condescending grin on her face; I blushed and elbowed her again.
"Go find him!" She whispered in my ear.
"NO!" I whispered back "It would be weird, he'll think I'm a stalker."
"He already thinks that! Go!"
"Fine!" I ran out of the arena and ran to the back parking lot. I was out of breath and had to sit down for a minute.
No one was out there. I watched for 15 minutes for someone to come out of the of the door, I was losing resolve. Then Triple H walk out, surprised to see me sitting on the ground.
"What are you doing here, kid?"
"Waiting for Randy..." I said, sounding like a stupid super-fan again.
He laughed, "Do you even know him? He's different than what you see in the ring."
"I know, I met him 2 years ago, in a bar."
He looked at me and sighed, "Well he disappears after most shows," He exhaled and looked away.
"Look," He continued, "I can give you his room number, but you didn't get it from me."
I jumped up and smiled! "Oh my goodness. Thank you!"
He wrote down the address and room number on my arm and I couldn't keep still.
He smiled at me and said, "Have a good one, Dwayne."
I nodded and started to walk away and froze. I spun back to face him, "How do you know my name?"
"You are the Dwayne, right," I nodded,
"Yeah, Orton used to talk about you all the time."
I was in shock. "I have... to go." I took off running to my van to find my friends in it already.
"Guys, take the van home, I'll be back later."
Allison grabbed my shoulder, "You going to see Orton?" She whispered. I nodded and walked to the end of the road. I hailed a cab and jumped in. I yelled the address and we were off.
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I stood outside the door to his room. I wasn't sure if he was even back yet. He probably went out for a drink or something, but I knocked anyway. To my surprise, the door open and reveled....
AHHH!!! LOL I love a good cliff-hanger. I'll get the next chapter out soon. Til then, much love, thanks for reading, and leave a review
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