For the first three weeks, it seemed that Randy's silent prediction proved to be false. There was an air of peace around the group of wrestlers despite some guy going through everyone's stuff and hiding things (the culprit/s remained at large), and a rather amusing argument between Ron and Micheal Cole about the Zupdog t-shirts that kept popping up (Cole: For the last time, what the hell is Zupdog? Ron: And for the last time, nothing much, what is up with you? Cole: ARRRGGHHHH!), things were smooth and uneventful. Ted and Cody were talking on a nightly basis, and Mike really hadn't had to deal with John lately.
Speaking, of Mike, he was currently headed towards Randy's dressing room in an arena they were performing in. He had just finished his match and wanted to see Randy before he went out there. Outside the room was none other then Ted. (Hehehe...you thought I was going to say John.)
"What are you doing out here, Teddy?" Mike asked jokingly. "I thought that you would be out spending time with your girlfriend."
"Very funny, Mikey," Ted sneered, though a smile grace his face. "I need to talk to Randy about something, but he's on his phone, and from the looks of it it isn't a fun conversation."
"That's weird," Mike said, frowning."Well, there is only one way to know what it's about. I'm going in."
He opened the door and walked into his lover's changing room and smiled when he saw the larger man sitting on an overstuffed chair with one leg dangling over one side. He had a deep frown on his face and he seemed to be arguing with the person on the other side of the line.
"Look, I know we've been friends for a while now, but I still don't see how this is any of your business, " he said in a low warning voice. "Yes, I know how it had ended." A pause. "What do you mean, 'I don't know everything'? I know enough, and the rest is none of my business!" Randy glanced at a clock on the wall. "Look, I have a match, I'll talk to you later." He hung up the phone and glared at it for a moment before turning his head to see Mike for the first time. "Oh, hey, baby."
"Hey, what was that all about?" Mike asked, realizing who Randy was talking to.
"Oh, John still has my number, and we've been talking every once and a while," Randy confessed not sure how Mike would react.
"I don't care if you two talk," Mike said as of reading his lover's mind. "You two have been friends for a long time. I don't expect that to change just because of what happened between us." They wrapped their arms around each other and shared a sweet kiss. "We might even get to a point where we can be in the same room with each other. We just aren't at that point yet."
"This has got to be tough for you, though," Randy mused. Concerned etched his voice.
"I'll be alright, Ran, honest," Mike teased as he rested his head on Randy's chest. "I just need a little time to get used to this. Things are going to OK." A nice feeling of tranquility fell over them and they enjoyed the moment. "Now, you have a match, and I think Teddy wants to talk to you before you head out there, so.."
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John (C.) was walking out of the arena to get some fresh air when he couldn't help but notice John (H.) was outside arguing on his cell phone. Curious he walked closer, careful not to be seen. Hey, he had already gone through his stuff earlier in the evening (Stupid fools! They suspected nothing!). John did seem to be quite upset about something.
"Look, how long have we been friends?" he heard John growl annoyed. He listened to the answer. "Well, you know what happened, right?" Another pause. "You don't know all of the details, I'm sure. I bet he failed to mention-" He rolled his eyes. "Look, I'm just saying that there was more to what happened than what you were told about, and I really think-" He took a deep breathe. "Fine, I'll talk to you later." He closed his phone and kicked at the ground out of frustration. Turing around he notice John for the first time.
"Hey, it's none of my business," the blond held his hands up as other man started to say something.
"He's my friend," John said. "And there are things about Mike and I that-"
"Have nothing to do with what is going on with him and Randy," John interjected. "Randy is an adult and can make his own decisions about who he sees. Besides, I haven't seen him this happy in a while."
"That's what worries me," John murmured as he started to walk towards the building again. Walking through the hallways, his mind kept flashing bitter memories flashing in his mind.
"I wasn't flirting with her! We were just talking, you paranoid ass!"
"The crowd always likes you more than me! It's not fair!"
"You've been staring at that guy the entire night! What, do you want to go home with him?"
All of the old arguments plagued his mind. How had they lasted as long as they did, anyway? Mike was just a jealous little child. And Randy got attention from other people all the time. Surely Mike was going to snap eventually. That's what drove him to Nick's arms in the end. Too bad he was a gold digger...
In any event, he needed to get Randy away from Mike before he could do any real damage. The question was...how?