Hello there. Glad to see you're back for chapter ten. We left off with Randy and Ashley going through another round of bedroom fun. We're still in Randy's point of view, just as an FYI.
Disclaimer: Any mistakes are my own and I take credit for them. Additionally, I own nothing but my OC and my idea. Any names mentioned belong to their rightful owners.
Ready To Go
I woke up with a strange empty feeling so I reached out for Ashley but she wasn't there. I shot up in bed, knocking something onto the ground on my way up. My eyes followed the piece of paper that hit the ground after I shot up and I picked it up to read it.
Randy,
I hate to leave you but I had to since my father and I are taking an early flight. I will do my best to steal some time for you before Vengeance but my father may want to get in some extra training time. If I can't steal time, I'll make time.
Already Yours,
Ashley
A smile graced my face as I read her note and I can honestly say it warmed my heart. I've experienced many women but none of them have had the heart that Ashley has. Sure, she was beautiful and the sex was mind-blowing but that didn't matter to me as much when I was with Ashley. I was more interested in her personality and her heart than her body. I stretched, much like a cat, and rolled out of bed so I could get my day started. I checked the clock and it read 8:30 and I laughed. I never have woken up before nine unless my father called in order to get me to go train. Apparently, it was just another good thing that Ashley brought out in me. I changed into some gym shorts and a tank top so I could go down to the lobby and grab some breakfast. I managed to grab breakfast without drawing attention to myself and headed back up to my room. As I ate breakfast, I couldn't stop myself from thinking about Ashley. The other night I had called her my girlfriend but I was unsure as to whether or not that was what she actually was. My flight wasn't until eleven so I had some time to kill before I had to be at the airport. When I finished breakfast, I threw my trash away and started to pack. I finished packing and just stood in the middle of my room, confused as what to do now. I checked the clock again and it only read 8:45. None of my friends or co-workers would be up at this hour; they usually ended up partying the night before we flew out anyway so they were all asleep. I had changed into what could be considered gym clothes, a tank top and sweatpants, so I headed down to the gym to get some work out time in before the flight. I brought my phone with me, just in case, and grabbed my key card before heading down to the gym. When I got there, I saw that I was the only one there other than the people who worked there and I smiled. After stretching for ten minutes, I hit the treadmill to work up my cardio. About twenty minutes later, I headed to the weight station hoping to get a few reps in before my flight. I was about halfway through my workout when my phone rang. I stopped my workout and headed to my phone. "Hello?"
"Hey, Oreo."
"Hi." I couldn't keep the goofy grin off my face. "What time did you guys decide to fly out?"
"The earliest damn flight we could get. I'm jet lagged like you don't believe, Oreo." I heard her yawn and my grin got bigger. "What are you up to?"
"Getting in one last workout before my flight. You sound tired, Ashley."
"Because I am, genius." I laughed at Ashley's sarcasm. "Working out? No wonder you look so damn good all the time."
"It's not all body, Ash."
"True. Well, I just wanted to see what you were up to and if you left yet."
"My flight isn't until eleven." She groaned and the noise went directly to my shorts.
"Lucky bastard." I heard Mick in the background and listened as Ashley responded to what he said. "Daddy is calling, Oreo. Call me when you land."
"You got it, Ashley."
"See you later, Oreo."
"Later, Ashley." The phrase 'I love you' was on the tip of my tongue but I knew it was entirely too soon for that. I did love Ashley but I had to wait a little bit longer to tell her. I checked the clock one last time before deciding to head back up to my room to shower and change. By the time I finished getting changed, it was 10:15. There was a knock on my door just as I was about to leave so I answered it. "Hey, John."
"Hey, Randy. Don't ask me why, but your plane ticket was given to me." John handed me my plane ticket with a confused grin on his face.
"Thanks, John. I was just about to head out."
"Me too, man. Wanna ride together?"
"Sure."
"I'll head down and grab a cab."
"I have a car, John. Come on." Before John could argue, I grabbed my bags and headed out of my room. I dropped my room key off at the front desk and told John to follow me through the parking garage to my car. "Not a word to anyone, John. You are the only guy that has been in this car, other than me." I popped the trunk and threw my stuff in there then threw John's in there to join it.
"Damn, Randy. You are lucky that Vince lets you drive this thing everywhere, man." I smirked and hopped into my car.
"I sure am. Hop in, John." On the way to the airport, I could tell John wanted to say something but he was being stubborn and kept his mouth shut. "Alright, John. You want to say something, now what the hell is it?"
"You seem really...happy."
"That's a problem?"
"Not at all, man. Just tell me who the hell is making you this damn happy so I can shake their hand."
"How do you know it just wasn't great sex last night?" Wouldn't be a total lie, though.
"Because I know you, Randy. Name, now." I took a deep breath and contemplated whether or not to tell my best friend about Ashley. "Randy, now." Without another warning, John ball tapped me which almost sent us flying into oncoming traffic.
"Alright! Damn." I looked over at John and he was smirking. "Her name is...Ashley."
"Foley's little girl?" I nodded. "Hot damn, man. Congratulations."
"You know her?"
"Duh, man. She's sweet as pie and she's got an ass for days. Why the hell didn't you tell me?"
"Because it only started a few days ago after Raw. An ass for days, John? Really?"
"Dude, don't even play with me. Ashley Foley is the sweetest girl on the damn roster and she's hot. Sometimes I think it's unnatural."
"I didn't know she was nice to other people."
"There are very few people she is not nice too. Dude! We're grabbing a celebratory drink before you go back to your girl, man."
"No one is supposed to know, John. I don't want her to get a ration of crap from her father about us and I don't want the same crap from my father."
"If they cared about how happy you were together, they wouldn't give a damn. But that doesn't matter because we're grabbing a drink anyway." I didn't have a chance to argue because we were already at the airport and our flight was about to take off soon. We grabbed our luggage and headed into the airport after I handed off my car to an associate of Mr. McMahon's who always made sure my car made it to the next city with me. We got through security with relative ease and headed to our specified terminal just as they started boarding for our flight. The more I thought about it, the more I knew John was right. "You know I'm right, dude." I smacked John on the back of the head as we headed onto the plane. I hated when he was right; he never shuts up about it.
-FIN-
That's the end of this chapter. I hope ya'll enjoyed it. Reviews are greatly appreciated : )
