Ch. 2 It hurts
My head hurt along with my body and everything else. At least I was on something soft and cozy. Soft and cozy? Last I remember I was on something hard and cold. That's when everything came rushing back at me like a flood. Jeff. Coward. The wall. Arguing. My eyes fluttered open as I tried to sit up. Only to be pushed back down by a hand.
"Hang on there. You still don't look too good." Said none other than Randy Orton himself. He was my first WWE crush when I came to work for Vincent.
"I'm fine. I'm fine." I got up only to stumble and fall back into his hands. Ugh keep making yourself look like an idiot Nicole.
"Your fine, huh?" He walked back over to the couch and sat down. Placing myself right on his lap. I instantly blushed. Of course Jeff was my first true love but Randy still looked mighty hot.
"I'll bring you back to your hotel, if you want. Just tell me where your staying."
"Really? Thank you so much Randy. Its called t-the." I can't believe I forgot! Today is definitely not my day.
"Must have hit your head pretty hard. Well guess I'll just have to just leave you here."
"Wait, What?" He must think I'm a total loser, but to just leave me here. He wouldn't do that. Would he?
The expression on my face made him laugh as a smirk replaced his smile. "Yep. These couchs aren't the softest thing in the world but better than on the street, huh?"
No! No! No! My mind screamed. But my mouth said, " Yeah, I suppose"
Randy grabbed my waist and placed me on the couch next to him. He stood up and grabbed his bag. "Well be seeing you around Nicole."
"Yeah sure."
And just like that he walked out of the room. Left me alone by myself. With nobody. Nothing. Only my thoughts to keep me company. A knock on the door caught my attention. With my luck it was Jeff Hardy back to finish off what he started. I opened the door slowly. Maybe I could slam the door before he could do anything. Maybe.
My face went from weary to shocked. Well hello. I