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"Okay, I'm just going to come right out and say it. Do you like Randy?" Tiffany questioned as she walked through Michelle's locker room. Michelle was doing sit-ups when the bubbly blonde abruptly announced her question. Michelle paused mid-sit-up and stared at the other diva shocked to her core. Tiffany stood in front of the diva, her arms on her chest and a concerned looking on her stunning features.
"What? Tiff, are you crazy?" Michelle laughed Tiffany's comments off before the seriousness on the blondes face settled in and Michelle realized that the diva was very serious. "No! Of course not! Randy and I are just friends. We barely knew each other until last week! Besides, I would never get involved with a happily married man." Michelle explained calmly to the other blonde, emphasizing the word 'happily' in case Tiffany used Michelle and Mark's early days of their relationship as an example. Mark was technically separated when he and Michelle began dating, Michelle made sure of that. She would never want to jeopardize a marriage. "Besides I don't see Randy that way at all and the feeling's mutual."
Tiffany eyed her friend suspiciously. "So you don't find him attractive?" Tiffany asked cautiously as her eyes searched the blonde's face.
Michelle opened her mouth to reply, but froze, her mouth still hanging open. Tiffany crossed her arms over her chest. "No…" Michelle lied, biting down on her bottom lip. Tiffany cocked her eyebrow and gave Michelle an 'are you serious' look. Michelle got to her feet and moved up onto one of the seats. "Okay, yes. Fine, he's attractive. I'm not blind. But I find plenty of my co-workers and friends attractive. I mean, Cody is attractive and we're both as close as two friends can get. But I wouldn't go there because it would ruin something special. Like us two. I probably couldn't function without you and Cody." Michelle explained truthfully.
Tiffany couldn't help but smile at Michelle's comment about her and Cody. "Aw, Chelle!" Tiffany jumped up and hugged her friend. Michelle laughed and hugged the blonde back. Hopefully now the blonde would drop the subject. "I couldn't function without you too." The blonde spoke honestly to her sister-like best friend. "I'm sorry I barged in here. I just… got jealous." The blonde frowned as she fiddled with her manicured fingers.
Michelle narrowed her eyes amusingly at her friend. "You got jealous?" Michelle questioned the blonde, to which she nodded lightly. "Of me and Randy?" The blonde nodded again. Michelle let out a loud snort, throwing her head back in laughter. Tiffany eventually looked up a pout on her lips. "Tiff, is there something your not telling me? I mean, do you think of me in a way other than friends?" The blonde playfully asked, causing Tiffany's mouth to drop.
"No! I didn't mean it like that!" The blonde tried to protest.
"T, it's okay. I don't judge! You should know that!"
"But, no, I –"
"I wonder how Drew will reaction when he hears that you have some overly friendly feelings towards me." The blonde made a face. Tiffany had a look of horror on her face before Michelle busted out laughing again. "Tiff! I'm messing with you. I know exactly what you meant." The blonde explained as she placed a comforting hand on her friends shoulder, sending her a soft smile.
"You do? Oh thank god." The blonde let out a sigh of relief.
"The reason I didn't come to you about what happen, or Cody for that matter, was because I didn't think you guys would understand. Randy did. He knew what it was like. And he was a great shoulder to cry on and a great listener. It was what I needed. Don't worry; you and Cody will always be my best friends."
"Aw. I feel so stupid now!" The blonde frowned. How could she be so immature? She thought that Michelle had a thing for Randy, even though it was clearly obvious that she still had strong feelings for Mark. "But, just sometimes, I feel like you can't talk to me – which you can. Please, remember that?"
"Don't worry babe. I already knew that. But I'm hungry, so I'm gonna go to catering. Besides, there is someone I need to apologize to." The blonde gave a half-frown before she gave her friend a quick hug. "Bye Tiff." She said as she opened the door of her locker room and walked out. Before she opened it quickly and poked her head around the side. "Oh, before I forget. I think maybe we shouldn't have a few sleepovers for a while. You know, just until I'm alright with your… new feelings towards me." The blonde joked, although her face and tone serious.
The blonde opened her mouth and her eyes went wide. Michelle broke her serious look and started to laugh again, quickly closing the door before the other blonde tried to kill her. Michelle kept on laughing until she lightly ran until a tall figure. She looked up to see Randy staring down at her. "Sorry." Michelle said with a smile.
Randy eyed the blonde up and down. Just a couple of days ago this blonde had just snapped and got herself into a brutal fight with a fellow third-generation superstar. Not to mention, it took Randy 10 minutes to calm the blonde down. "Well, this is different." Randy commented playfully as he motioned her smile, returning one of his own.
Michelle, at first, wasn't sure what he meant, but when he motioned her smile she couldn't help but laugh again. "I know! It feels different; but a good different." The blonde nodded to the taller man. "I miss this feeling, so much. I miss feeling… happy. And it's all because of you." The blonde told him with a warm smile.
Randy gave a smile at Michelle words. He was so glad to hear them; especially her final words. "I can't take all the credit for it."
"Actually, yes, you can; stop being so modest. I was a bitch to everyone, even to you, but you didn't give up on me. You offered you shoulder and I couldn't more grateful. I'm not saying that I'm going to forget about what Mark did, or whenever I see him or something that reminds me of him that it's not going hurt; hell, I may even cry. It's been a week, I can't expect to not be still hurting. I love him." The blonde gave a sad smile.
"Not to mention, the whole anger thing. I really need to get that under control. I think I might try anger management." Michelle said enthusiastically. "It should be good. I heard it helps. Plus, I'm also going to take responsibility for my actions. What I did to Rosa… it was just horrible. I didn't mean to do that, or at least not to her anyway. I kept on imagining that that Bastards face was on Rosa's body." The blonde clenched her jaw before softening her features to say: "Don't ask me how that worked." She chuckled when Randy narrowed his eyes in confusion. The third-generation star chuckled with the blonde.
"Well that's great to hear Michelle." Randy smiled proudly at her. He couldn't have been happier to hear her say that. Randy gave her hug, which she returned. It was a friendly hug, but Randy like feeling her in his arms – he had come accustomed to it over the week. "I was actually just coming to how you are doing. I'm so proud of you."
"Thank you so much Randy! Thank you for anything. I can't even explain to you how grateful I am, really." Michelle smiled at him. "But I have to go, do something." Michelle bit down on her lip and sighed.
"Wow. You're not going to talk to who I think you are… are you? Don't you think it's been a bit too soon?" Randy asked Michelle hesitantly, referring to Mark.
"If you're talking about, -" Michelle paused as she cleared her throat. She couldn't even say his name. "Him." She spoke bitterly. "Then you're wrong. He doesn't deserve to give an explanation. As far as I'm concerned, he can go fuck himself for all I care. I'm actually going to apologize to a certain Latina."
Michelle kept on rehearsing what she was going to say in her head. She didn't quite know how it was going to go down, but she only prayed that the Latina could see things from her perspective and accept her apology.
Michelle was almost at catering when she noticed a tall figure standing frozen in the hallway, staring right at her. Michelle looked up and focused on the figure before she felt her heart drop. "M, M," Michelle stuttered unable to get the words out. "Mark…" She eventually choked out. Herself frozen a few feet away from her husband.
Boring, I know. :/ Just bear with me here. Next chapter is a bit more interesting. Take my word for it :D
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