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Chapter 5 – Caught Up By Confusion

It had been ten minutes since his girlfriend left the dance floor and Batista wondered where she could have been. He decided to order a second cocktail at the bar while he waited for her. As he was passing through the crowd, he bumped into a dark haired woman who was dancing solo.

"Hey Candice," said Batista.

"Oh hey," said Candice and grinned. "What's up?"

"I'm just going to the bar. You need anything?"

"Yeah that would be great, thanks."

Batista held the dark haired diva's hand so the two could get walk out of the crowded dance floor together. They got to the bar and Batista ordered two cocktails.

"Thanks Dave," said Candice as she got her drink.

"You're welcome," Dave beamed and got his drink as well and paid the bartender. Soon they drank some of the refreshing drinks and began a conversation.

"So how come I see you alone?"

"Well I was dancing with Randy for a moment. That is until he left when he said he have to do something."

"Oh okay. Well Mickie left too. I think she went to the washroom."

"To powder her nose I bet."

"Yeah that's typical of her."

They chuckled.

"So you haven't found a man to sweep you off your feet, huh?" Batista asked.

Candice giggled. "No. I guess I'm not so lucky in finding him."

"I'm sure he'll come around. Maybe you've seen him all this time and haven't realized that he's the one?"

"Is there something that you know that I don't?"

"Maybe," said Batista with a playful smirk. But she wouldn't take it as an answer as she gave him a playful slap on the arm.

"I'm serious!" said Candice with a laugh.

Batista laughed. "Maybe I do know something. Maybe I don't."

"Come on Dave, I'm being really serious now."

"Look all I'm saying is that this guy can pop into your life in any second when you at least expect it. Just don't lose hope."

Candice smiled faintly at him and then made a weak sigh, which made Batista feel concerned for her.

"Hey what's up with you?" he asked.

"Well to be honest, sometimes I feel like I'm not worthy of finding love."

"Not worthy?" Batista asked in disbelief. "Come on, that's ridiculous."

"You're just saying that just to be nice right?"

"Candice, I can't believe you would think of me that way. Do you think that I would want to see you looking like this?"

Candice opened her mouth to say something but then hesitated as if what she was about to say didn't matter to her anymore. She turned her attention to her refreshing cocktail as she twirled her straw in her drink before taking a sip.

"Listen you're a special woman and I'm not saying this just to make you feel better. That's the honest truth. You're caring, sweet, and very determined to get what you want and always willing to do what it takes to get it. You never anyone drag you down and you still managed to reach for the top. You are truly one of a kind and beautiful all the same and any guy would be so lucky to have someone like you. Don't let anyone make you think otherwise."

The dark haired diva looked at him and smiled a little. She needed something like that to hear and she was glad to hear those sweet words coming from a friend like Batista.

"Thanks Dave," said Candice.

Batista nodded and smiled. "And don't you worry, when you can't find love, love will find you."

Candice giggled softly and nodded. He was right. Perhaps she will find the man to love. Or perhaps she already had? Only time would tell.

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The kiss turned fiery with passion as Randy slammed Mickie gently against the wall so that he would be in total control. His hands began to stroke her brown hair while she had her arms wrapped tightly around his neck. They were drowning into their own world as they stood in the women's washroom of all places. But that didn't sink in to their heads and if it did, they probably wouldn't even care. The moment just felt right to them….

Mickie moaned as the kiss turned brutal but the temptation of being close to his warm body had been put up into a resistance as she broke the kiss and pushed Randy from her. She moved away from the wall swiftly and tried to get her hair back into its proper state as she gasped for breath.

"Wait…what am I doing?" Mickie asked although she was talking out loud to herself. "This isn't right."

Randy was gasping for breath as well but he didn't stop to rethink about what he was going to do. He walked over to Mickie and grabbed her by the wrist and spun her around to face him.

"This feels right," he murmured as his blue eyes pierced her brown eyes. He leaned in for his lips to touch hers again.

"No Randy stop," said Mickie in a desperate attempt to get away from him. But then his grip around her wrist stopped her.

"Randy, don't-"

She failed to complete her sentence as Randy kissed her again. This time it didn't go any further as expected and a hot fierce slap was in order.

"What is wrong with you?" Mickie yelled.

Randy had his hand rubbing tenderly against left cheek where the sting was after being slapped by Mickie. He looked down at her and Mickie shot an angry glare at him.

"I'm sorry."

"Oh so now you're being sorry?" Mickie asked sarcastically. "I can't believe you have the nerve of coming inside the women's washroom."

Randy let out a frustrated sigh and buried his face into his hands. There he was standing in the middle of a women's washroom, making an idiot out of himself.

"I wasn't thinking straight," was all he could think of to say at that point. The brunette woman forced out a laugh.

"Are you kidding me? You weren't thinking straight? So just like the time when you went behind my back, you weren't thinking straight about that too?"

"I may not have been thinking about what I've done just now but what I did back then was different."

"How?"

"I was drunk."

"Oh here we go again," said Mickie sarcastically.

"It's the truth."

"So what you're saying is that you said about me wasn't true?"

"What I said about you was not true. I don't know where I got those thoughts in my head. But I never thought of you that way."

Mickie scoffed and shook her head. "You're so unbelievable."

"Damn it Mickie," said Randy with a yell that literally echoed throughout the spacious room. "Why can you just listen to me for once?!"

"Listen to what? More of your lies? I don't think so!"

"All you've ever done since we meet again was putting all your words in my mouth. Why can't you stop being hypocritical and just listen to me for just one minute? Is that so hard?"

Mickie's jaw dropped with mere shock. Did he really felt that way about her?

"Excuse me? Don't I have the right to be this way? We're talking about a man who broke a girl's heart. The man who she thought was different from all the guys."

"I am different," said Randy. "I was just-"

"Just want?"

Randy sighed as he ran a hand through his hair. It was like déjà vu all over again when they had fought over that situation. He wondered how it all happened

"Just being self-destructive I guess," he finished.

"Look whatever," said Mickie as she wiped her face with her hand. She didn't bother wash her face again. "I just want to pretend that this never happened."

"I'm sorry alright? That kiss wasn't meant to happen."

Mickie scoffed with disbelief. What went wrong with his head?

"It wasn't meant to happen? First of all you told me that you want to be friends with me. Then out of nowhere, you kissed me twice plus you told me how right it feels and now you're telling you've made a mistake?"

"I did make a mistake!" Randy imploded. "A stupid one at that! I've just went behind my friend's back for crying out loud! There, are you happy now? That could save you from yelling my head off!"

Mickie said nothing for a while She cupped her face into her eyes as if she was trying to avoid to cry in front of him. Randy wondered how things got messed up between them.

"Look whatever," she finally said. "I'm gone."

She walked past him. Randy turned around.

"Mickie wait…please."

She stopped at the door. She didn't look back at him.

"Just leave me alone. Do me a favor and stay out of my life."

She pulled the door open and walked out. Randy had no other choice but to watch her leave. He sighed in frustration.

How did things get so messed up?

He wished he knew the answer.

"What are you doing here stranger?"

Randy turned around to see a woman smirking in a flirtatious manner. Then a thought hit him hard on the head as he quickly realized what she had meant.

"Oh I'm sorry," he said as he made a small but nervous laugh. "I think I have come to the wrong bathroom."

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What the hell that just happened?

She was utterly confused. Mickie didn't know what to think up to that point. He kissed her and then made it seemed that it was all just a stupid mistake. One thing for sure that she had never forgiven him nor would she intend to do that any time soon. All she wanted to do now was to forget everything that happened between her and Randy.

Then she saw the four people at the bar. They seemed to be looking for someone. She knew that they were probably wondering where she and Randy were all this time. Batista caught the sight of her as she head her way towards them.

"Hey you," said Batista. "We were starting to wonder if you got lost in the crowd."

Mickie made a small laugh. "No I guess I wasn't aware of the time."

"Great so now we have to wait on Randy," said John. "Where is he?"

"Hey Mickie I'm sure you've bumped into him," said Candice. "Have you?"

"No I haven't," Mickie lied.

"That's weird," said Batista as he checked the watch for the time. "He was gone for sometime now."

Mickie simply shrugged. "Well I don't know."

"Hey guys."

The short brunette woman jumped a bit when she heard a voice from behind. She turned to face Randy once again.

"Hey man," said Batista. "What took you?"

"I'm sorry about that," said Randy. "I wasn't aware of the time when I made a phone call. But there's nothing to worry about. Everything's fine now."

"Oh good," Candice beamed as she hugged him. "I was starting to worry."

Randy had an arm around her shoulder. "Well not need to worry 'cause I'm here now."

"So is everyone ready to go?" John asked.

"I am," said Torrie.

The group of friends agreed that it was time to leave.

"Alright," said Batista. "What's wrong with you Mickie? You look like you've been crying."

"Oh it was nothing. Just had some dust in my eye."

"So you're okay now?"

"Yeah," Mickie nodded and leant into his chest. "Now I just want to be here in your arms."

Batista chuckled and pressed his lips gently onto her temple. "Don't you worry. I'm not going anywhere."

Randy watched another man wrapped his arm around Mickie's shoulder. She caught his eyes looking at her. Their friends didn't notice the eye connection at all. As blind as they seemed to be or rather didn't take it as a thought that something might have had happened between them.

Randy and Mickie were thinking about the same thing.

If Batista had only knew what happened between them….

But he didn't have a slightest clue about it.

And it appeared that it was going to stay that way.