A/N: I do not own any characters except for Lilly and Aaron. Everything is owned by WWE and Vince McMahon. If I owned these characters I would be rich, but obviously I'm not rich and I don't own them. I do not own any places either.
Sorry it's been so long since I've written. I ended up not being interested in wrestling like I was before and then I completely forgot about the story. I'm back now though!
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Chapter 3
Two days later (Thursday) and one day away from the party, I still haven't decided whether or not to go. After the incident Tuesday morning, I hardly left my room. Then of course, we had to leave to go to another city –Los Angeles- for two house shows, one yesterday and one this evening. Anyway, I still haven't talked to Matt and on the plane ride to New York; I hung out with Steph and Hunter and then sat by myself. Since Ashley is Matt's girlfriend, I haven't talked to her much. We do text though, but not a lot.
Sometimes I want to call Matt, but others I don't. I know he thinks of me as a little sister and all; but sometimes it's annoying, because I know I can fend for myself. And sometimes it goes too far, like Tuesday.
After breakfast on that morning, Randy called me, but I didn't answer. I turned my phone off and when I turned it back on later that night I had 13 messages -2 from Randy, 4 from Matt, 3 from Ashley, 2 from Hunter and 2 from Steph. Once I heard all the messages, I walked across the hall to Steph's room and told her that I wasn't mad at her or Hunter. They said okay and then the next hour went something like this:
"So, what happened this morning? You kind of freaked out…" Steph asked me. To be honest, I didn't really want to answer this question. It's mostly because I don't know what actually happened. When we were talking about the past, something inside of me just snapped and all I wanted to do was cry, is probably how I'd put it. I didn't really want to go into detail either, since I didn't know if Melina filled Randy in or not, which is why I said what I said. I tell Steph this, leaving out the Melina filling Randy in part.
"Really? You just wanted to cry? That's quite sad, sweetie," she replies.
"I have to agree, if I do say so myself. Which I did," Hunter says obviously trying to cheer me up.
"Yes, I wanted to cry and I guess it's sad. Very funny, Hunter," I say, laughing at him.
"So, are you going to go to the party on Friday?" Steph asks.
"I haven't decided. Plus, it's only been, what, like 5 hours since Ash asked me?"
"Yeah, and what have you been doing all day? Hiding under a rock?"
"No, I was sleeping, and then I watched a few movies. Why?"
"Just wondering. What movies did you watch? Rom-coms? Horror? Drama? What?"
"I watched Save the Last Dance and this other movie. I forget what it's called,"
"Oh. Cool. Get any messages?" Hunter asks.
"What?" I say to him.
"Did you get any messages on your phone?" he repeats.
"Yeah, 13: 2 from you, 2 from Steph, 4 from Matt, and 3 from Ash," I say, leaving out the messages from Randy because all they said were 'Lilly, its Randy. Are you okay? Everyone wants to know. Call them. Oh, and I'm really sorry. Bye'.
"That's only 11 messages, Lilly. Who are the other ones from," he asks.
"Why do you care?"
"Because I'm your friend, and if they're bad messages, I need to know,"
My mouth is open. I'm wondering whether or not to tell them that Randy called. Twice. He called twice. I decide to tell them. They are my best friends.
"Randy called me twice. He left messages both times, okay?" I turn to face the wall behind the bed. There's a silence between the three of us.
"Did he say something bad, Lilly?" Steph asks me, breaking the silence. I shake my head not wanting to speak, "What did he say?"
"Just… he apologized again and said that everyone's wondering if I'm okay and he asked if I was. He was the first one to call, around 12:30. I was asleep then though,"
"Oh," is all that Steph says.
"He apologized twice? Wow, I'm quite surprised," Hunter agrees, "He told me that he knocked on your door around that time,"
"He did?"
"Yeah,"
We sit in silence again. I break the silence saying, "I have to go. Gotta wake up early tomorrow. Night," Then I let myself out and went to bed.
Even though Randy left those messages and apparently knocked on the door to my hotel, he didn't talk to me yesterday or today. He did smile at me when I walked into the airport with Steph and Hunter, clearly happy that I didn't like kill myself the day before, though. As you can probably see, he is quite a weird man. I don't get him very much.
Switching topics from Randy to Matt, I think about how Matt and I have never not spoken to each other for more than a day. The last time we fought was when we were in OVW and living in Louisville, Kentucky. Matt and Ashley had set me up on another blind date and I didn't want to go. I had spent basically our whole day off resting and listening to sad music. I read a bit of my book too. Then they came into my room and said that they had put me on another blind date and I snapped. I told them I didn't want to go, and that I hate ruining these nice men's livelihood with my sad life. I said I didn't like telling them that I didn't want to go on anymore dates. After that, I locked my door and didn't come out until the next morning. I apologized for freaking out at them, and in return they promised no more blind dates.
As if hearing my thoughts, the women's locker room door opens and Matt sticks his head in, "Lilly? Can I talk to you?" he says quietly, almost a whisper.
"Sure," I point to a chair, "Come in and sit down," I smile at Matt.
"I wanted to apologize for being so… protective. You know I think of you as my little sis, right?" he starts. See, I told you he does.
"I know, but sometimes you take it too far. Like Tuesday, for example,"
"I know, I do. And I'm really sorry about that. It's just, I knew you wanted to say something to him, and I don't know what else,"
"Like I said that day Matt, it's okay. I can understand where he was coming from. Me and Melina don't talk, and it's surprising to see us talk is all,"
"Do you forgive me?" he asks.
"No duh," I walk over to Matt and give him a big hug, "I'm glad this is over. Now, guess what," I ask.
"Me too. And what?" he replies.
"I've decided that I'm going to go to Melina's party tomorrow,"
"YAY!" he shouts, "I'm so excited for you to come!"
We hear footsteps walking to the door. Ashley pokes her head in, "Everything okay? I heard shouting," she asks.
"Yes, more than okay, amazing actually!" Matt says excited. He gives me a look that says am I allowed to tell her?
"Yes, you can tell her Matt." I laugh, knowing Matt's about to burst with excitement.
"LILLY'S COMING TOMORROW! SHE'S GOING TO COME TO MELINA'S PARTY! I'M SO EXCITED! IT WILL BE YOU AND ME AND LILLY AND STEPH AND PAUL AND JEFF AND OTHERS!" he starts to jump up and down like a rabbit.
"MATT! Calm down!" Ashley tells Matt. He stops jumping and sits on the floor. Then she walks over to me and says, "We are going shopping tomorrow! You, Steph and me! Girls day!"
"Okay,"
And just like that, everything's okay again.
The next morning my phone ringing awakens me. I look at the clock it's 12:00. Who's calling and waking me up,I think. Because I want to sleep I ignore the call. Last night was a late one. Steph, Hunter, Matt, Ashley, Jeff and I went to a bar around the corner from my house –where we were all staying- in celebration of Matt and I being friends again. We were up until around 2:00am and the last thing I want to do right now is get up. Just as I'm putting the pillow I picked up over my head, the phone rings again, "SHUT UP!" I yell at the phone. Which is quite stupid because, phones can't talk or hear. The phone stops ringing, and then rings again, "UGH! STUPID PHONE!" Just to shut up the phone I answer it.
"What?" I say quite angry, I didn't get any more sleep.
"It's Ash, what have you been doing since I called you the first time?" she asks.
"Trying to sleep. But you wouldn't stop calling, so I had to answer the phone. Why did you call me anyway? You're downstairs and you can't even walk up my stairs?" I tell her.
"Oh. Whoops, are you hung-over? And no, I wanted to call you," she says.
"No. I had like two drinks, not even. Are you?" I ask her.
"No. I had the same as you, sweetie. Now, the reason I called. Tonight, as you know, is Melina's party. Steph, you and I are going shopping and to get mani-pedi's! I already booked our appointments and Steph is ready and on the couch with me, so that leaves you. Get up and get ready, Hun!"
"That's tonight? Ugh, I forgot,"
"Yeah, that's why I called you. I figured you would have forgotten,"
"Whatever. I don't wanna get up," I whine.
"Fine. Your problem," She hangs up. I wonder what she means by 'Your problem' and why she said gave up so easily. Whatever, I think shaking it off. I put the pillow back over my head.
"Time for sleep," I whisper. Just as I'm about to fall back asleep, I hear a noise. But when I look up, nothing's there, "Whatever," I whisper again. I hear more noise, but I ignore it.
Suddenly arms turn me around and then I'm soaking wet. Literally, freezing cold water is all in my hair and soaking my clothes. Then strong arms pick me up and bring me downstairs. Once my eyes are clear I notice it's Hunter and Matt is trailing behind us.
"WHAT THE FRONT DOOR! I HATE YOU GUYS! LOOK AT ME! I'M SOAKING WET!" I shout and then start to pout. One of the upstairs doors opens.
"What is all the shouting?" Jeff asks sleepily.
"Ask your brother," I say as I stomp upstairs to shower.
40 minutes later I'm all ready to go shopping. I walk downstairs with my long blonde hair in a ponytail, minimal makeup and a blue tracksuit on. If I'm getting dressed up tonight, then I'm not dressing up now, I think.
"Now, boys. DO NOT TRASH MY HOUSE OR YOU PAY FOR EVRYTHING DAMAGED AND HOWEVER MUCH IT TAKES TO GET IT FIXED. Thank you. Oh, I have that new game system you like. There are some video games downstairs too. Be home later, Love y'all!" I say.
"OMG," they all shout. And then they all run downstairs screaming like little girls.
We walk outside to my car. I sit in the driver's side with Ash in the passenger seat and Steph in the back. First of all, since it's after lunchtime and we haven't eaten yet, we go to a cafe so that we can eat lunch and talk. The cafe that we eat at is called Little Brick House.
Once we are seated, the girl talk starts.
"Okay. Lilly, what are you going to wear tonight?" Steph asks me.
"Yeah, a dress? A sexy dress?" Ash asks. I lower my head. They should know by now that I don't wear that stuff. I mean, even though the invitation said at the party we have to be dressed up, but not too dressy; I'm not going to wear a lacy dress. I tell them this and then wait for their reactions.
"Okay," they both say.
I'm surprised that they don't argue with me and tell me that I should. It's weird that I won't get all dressed up and sexy because I used to be like that. I used to go to parties and get drunk and get all dolled up. But now, I don't think I can do that because I don't want to give guys the wrong impression. I don't want to be that girl anymore. I used to be her, but not anymore. I'm quieter I guess.
The waiter walks over to our table, "My name is Luke. I will be your server today. What would you like to drink?" he asks.
"Uhm, Iced Tea, please," I say.
"Water," Steph says.
"Water," Ash repeats.
"Are you ready to order, ladies?" he questions.
"Uhm," I look at the others. They nod, "I'll have the Chicken Cesar Salad."
"Me too," Ash answers. Steph orders a Quesadilla.
"Okay, I will be back with your orders soon," he replies and then walks away to wait on another table. There's an awkward silence. I don't realize that I'm staring out the window at something I can't see. My thoughts are all mixed together but they keep going back to one face, and one time. It takes a while to figure out whose face it is, but I get around to it. Finally, I realize that it's the same face, but a different time. It's Randy's face. One look is pain, hurt and confusion and the other is utter surprise. The second face is the flicker of emotion before Randy's face turned into hurt and confusion again; when we were in the lobby of the hotel three days ago. Oh god, I think. He must have felt the flicker of electricity and the sparks when our hands touched. Great. I hate that guy. He is such a dick! Such a prude and oh so ANNOYING! He always has to insert himself into people's lives and be such a bother. I mean he sleeps with a different girl each night, ruins their lives and has a "friends-with-benefits" relationship. It's all so stupid. But then again all those times-
"So... That waiter is a cutie," Ash says, breaking the silence and interrupting my thoughts.
"Since when do you look at other people besides Matt?" Steph questions.
"Dude! It's not for me! I meant for Lilly," she replies. My head turns around quite fast causing whiplash in my neck. Pain shoots though my neck, which is never good.
"OW!" I whisper-shout. Once I recover I turn back to Ash, "I thought we agreed to NO more blind dates, or set ups!"
"I know," she says, "I was just... I wanted to see if you'd turn your head for a guy. To see what would happen. To see how you'd answer."
"Whatever," I say, "He's not my type."
"LILLY! Don't be rude!" Steph cuts in.
I shoot her a questioning look, "What? All I'm saying is that a) He seems outgoing and b) He looks like he likes to party and c) I don't go for guys like that oh and d) he's flirting with some other girl right now."
"Oh," Is all she says.
"Uh, where do you guys want to go shopping?" Ash wonders out loud.
"Don't know, don't really care," I say at the same time Steph says, "YAYAMO." The three of us went there a few weeks ago, and I found this really pretty outfit. I didn't buy it though, since I knew I had nothing to wear it for. I wonder if someone will bring it up.
"OMG! WE HAVE TO GO THERE! LILLY'S OUTFIT IS THERE!" Ash shouts.
I knew it. They just had to bring it up! "Uh, Ash, Shut UP! You're so loud!" I say, "Can't you just be quiet about everything? You're pissing me OFF! Just don't talk to me." No one said anything after that. Not when lunch came, not when the check came, and not when we got in my car. Nothing; it was all silence. I don't know why I did it, but I did. It's all over now. This day is about to get real interesting..