For the next few weeks I was depressed. I turned my cell phone off so that I wouldn't have to talk to Randy and I canceled going on the road for two weeks.
The first week, so that I could get away from Randy and Stacy.
The second week, so that I could do my first job and go visit my family and get my mind off of everything.
"Don't you look dramatic?" Angel teased as I walked up to her table in the little café where had having our weekly lunch. My hair was pulled into a bun and I had on big sunglasses so people wouldn't ask me 'What's wrong?'
"Yeah well…" I shrugged sitting down. I took my sunglasses off and placed them on the table.
"Lex, we're you crying?" Angel asked. Why did I take my sunglasses off? I picked up my fork and stared at my Chicken Caesar salad. "Lex we're you crying?"
"No…allergies" I lied not looking up.
"It's March"
"I know that" I said.
"You usually get allergies in April"
"I guess it started early this year" I shrugged again. "When did you get all technical and shit?"
"Just now, actually" she remarked with a smirk.
"Well good for you"
"Have you talked to him?" Angel asked sipping her water.
"No" I said quickly without thinking. "And I don't want to" Angel looked at me in disbelief. "What?" I asked looking up.
"You know you miss him, stop playin yourself" she said.
"Not if he wants Stacy"
"So when you goin to actually see him again?"
"Two weeks, I guess. I'm goin to Jersey next week for a couple of days and then after that I'll get back on the road, unfortunately."
"Hmmmm…." She said with a thoughtful look in her eye.
"Why you say that?"
"I don't want to see y'all like this" she said. "I like you guys together and it's just sad all the shit you have to go through" I paused and thought about what she said. "I know you love him"
"Of course I do" I sighed looking at the tennis bracelet.
"And did he say that he did anything with Stacy?"
"No but-"
"What? You don't trust him?"
Trust is not an issue. Stacy is. I would trust him if his stupid ex-girlfriend who 'claims' was pregnant and 'lost' the baby would go a way.
"I do"
"No ya don't, Lex"
"Yes I do" I said raising my voice.
"Yeah right"
"I trust Randy" I said defensively.
"No you don't. If you did you would have believed him and you wouldn't be sittin here all depressed, you'd be your normal perky crazy ass self"
I didn't answer her. I focused on my food. How was I supposed to trust him with his girlfriend on his ass all the time?
"Did he do anything? Did he cheat on you?"
"He said he didn't do anything with Stacy-"
"Then what the hell's the problem? Lexy you wild n' out for NO reason he didn't do anything"
"He spends more time with her than me, Angel." I said irritably. "Valentine's Day we were supposed to go out, I went home and changed. I came back to the arena and I couldn't find him. I looked all over for him almost an hour and Where was he? With Stacy. I can't put up with bullshit. When did we become a fucking threesome?"
"Just be thankful that he didn't cheat on you, Lex. There are worse things in life. Trust me, I know…" I rolled my eyes and focused on my food.
"What the fuck ever, Ange" I mumbled. Angel just didn't understand some things. Her fiancé didn't have his ex all up on his ass 24/7. It's only a matter of time till he cheats. I changed the subject. "So, did you mail out the invitations yet?"
"Yeah they're out so that's done but I'm worried about you-"
"Don't worry about me. I'm fine" I said sitting up and looking her in the eye. "I'm okay" She rested her hands on the table and squinted at me.
"Sure?"
"Yes"
"I don't believe you….maybe you need to get laid…" she giggled.
"Angel" I laughed.
"How many times did you think about him today?" she asked.
"Too many to count" I sighed.
"Typical…did he call?"
"No shit. He called like a thousand times and keeps sending me text messages"
"Let me see your phone" she said sticking out her hand. I handed it to her. Angel flipped it open. She pressed some buttons and then moved the phone to her ear.
"What are you doing?"
"Calling Randy"
"NO!" I said jumping up. I snatched the phone from her hand and snapped it shut. I plopped back down into my seat. "Why did you do that?"
"Someone's got to break the ice" she explained. "Faster that happens the faster yall are all lovey dovey again and getting busy"
"Now he's gonna think I called him"
"It didn't ring, Lex. Calm down" I rolled my eyes. "What's your plan?"
"For him to feel sorry for what he did and apologize…I'm teaching him a lesson"
"And how the hell is he gonna apologize if you don't answer the phone?"
Shit. I never thought of that.
"Uh….well…"
"Uh…well…nothing Lex! Sometimes I swear I don't get you."
"Since when did you become a relationship counselor, Angel?"
"Last week I got my license I didn't tell you? Now everybody's business is my business " she laughed. "I just want the best for you Lex, you know that" her voice softened. I looked away from her and focused outside the window. For once in my life I actually didn't know what I was doing. I had no plan, no set way of doing things. I was just winging it and I suddenly got scared. If anything I want to WORK on my relationship with Randy not END it.
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I slid down into my leather arm chair in my office with a sigh. I noticed a thick ass folder on my desk that Casey brought in. I opened it up and started on my work. I made some phone calls and made sure that all the promotion's for Wrestlemania were going as plans. I had to make this Wrestlemania sell.
I scribbled notes on my legal pad as my phone rang. I pressed the speaker button.
"Alexandria Taylor. World Wrestling Entertainment. Marketing." I said.
"Baby" it was Randy. My stomach dropped. I hadn't heard his voice for a couple of days now, it was weird.
"Hello Mr. Orton" I said in my professional voice. "I' am sorry to inform you that I will not be accompanying you on the road until March"
"What? Why?"
"Smackdown will be in England then and you are going to do a few appearances" I said ignoring him. "Two are a signings, the other is a TV appearance for a daytime talk show and there will be other promotional events at that time. Any questions?"
"Why haven't you been answering my calls and why won't I be seeing you for two weeks, baby?"
"You know this isn't my place to discuss this. I'm going to visit my family next week and that's all I can tell you, Mr. Orton, I think you know the rest. Now if there isn't anything else that pertains to WWE material then it's goodbye for now." And I hung up right after that.
My cell phone started to ring. I sighed and tossed my pen down onto my desk. I looked at the screen, 'Call From Randy…Ignore or Accept'. I slid a manicured finger onto the keypad and pressed ignore. If he had something to say he could say it to my voice mail.
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I was so happy to finally be going home. All I wanted to do was to cook some dinner, throw on my PJs and watch TV.
I walked into my apartment building only to hear Emily's annoying ass voice.
"There she is sir!" she yelled from behind her counter. I rolled my eyes and looked over to the man who sat on the couch in the lounge. It was Aaron. My heart began to beat wildly.
Run away, Alex and find the police.
But it was too late, he was already walking up to me.
"Alexandria, I'm so sorry" he said. "Please, can we talk?"
"I don't want to talk to you" I said bluntly walking away from him.
"Please…." He begged. If we went upstairs, who knew what he would try so I nodded and walked into the lounge. I looked over my shoulder to get the security guard's attention. I gave a silent plea of help. He nodded saying that he got what I was trying to say. I sat down.
"Talk" I said sternly.
"I deserve what I got and I know that…and I just wanted you to know that…" I nodded while staring at the chandelier that hung from the wall. My gaze shifted to a copy of The New York Times that sat precisely on the oak coffee table in the center of the seating arrangement. "I guess I acted the way I did because I was jealous of Randy. I really have feelings for you and I was upset because you didn't feel the same. You're a beautiful woman and some things you just can't help"
"But you didn't have to go at it the way you did, Aaron" I said dryly.
"I'm sorry" he said. He placed a hand on my thigh and I shoved it off. I glared at him.
"Thanks for dropping by Aaron" I said getting up and slinging my purse around my shoulder.
"I wasn't finished" he said.
"Really? I'am." I said walking to the elevator. I pressed the up button.
"I'm sure you'll find somebody else, Aaron" I said with a fake smile.
"But I don't want somebody else"
"What do you want from me?" I asked.
"A second chance"
"Aight, aight, aight." I said quickly waving my hand in the ear. I stopped and looked at him. "I forgive you, Aaron"
Ding! The elevator door opened.
"Thank you, that's all I wanted. And if you and Randy don't work out…you know where to find me"
I felt like slapping him and saying 'not if you were the last person on EARTH!' How dare he even mention anything about me and Randy not working out. What the hell did people know that we weren't doing okay?
"Randy and I ARE going to work out and if we didn't, which won't happen, you certainly would be the last person I'd turn to, Aaron. Now goodbye" I turned on my heel and stepped on the elevator.
So that's another chap. I wish school would just end…it's really upsetting and I also wish that Randy would come back to WWE its so boring without him. But back to the fic... Alex doesn't know what she's doin and plus she's going home to Jersey and someone from her past is going to drop by. And Aaron is pretty much done for I hope. So now tell me what you think. Please review and I luv you for reading.