It was New Year's Eve and Phil had decided that he wanted to stay with me instead of going back to Chicago. Adam and Beth left mom's house yesterday morning, so it was only us three, and we were leaving today. I was going with Phil to the Raw supershow. It might not be a good idea, but I wanted to be with Phil.
Mom woke us up early this morning. She was sad to see us leave, but she understood that we had to go. I had called my boss back in Chicago and he let me fax and e-mail the articles into him. I was considering going back to the WWE and still have my newspaper job on the side. It wasn't that much work to do for either one, so why not.
"Are you sure you want to try to push yourself this much, baby" Phil asked from the backseat.
"Amila, he's right. Maybe you should take it slow." Mom said, driving us to the airport. We had to go to a house show in New York.
"I want to be on the road and I love my job. I also like writing my articles. I mean all I do at the newspaper is given my advice. I've already talked to Vince."
"I don't want you to push yourself to much." Phil said rubbing my shoulders.
"I know." I leaned back in my seat.
We made it to the airport, said our goodbyes to mom before walking inside the building. Phil and I walked hand in hand down the halls until we made it to our terminal. We sat down and waited for our plane to be called. Just as I sat down my phone started to ring. I pulled it out of my pocket and answered it without looking at the id.
"Hello?" I said through a yawn. Who would be calling at 3 in the morning anyways?
"Are you seriously coming back on the road?"
I froze. Why would he call me? I looked over at Phil. I'm totally glad that he had his ear phones in his ears. He really wouldn't be able to hear this conversation right now.
"Amila? Are you there? Hello?"
"Yeah," I shook my head. "I'm here. Why are you calling me?"
"There is a rumor going around that you are coming back. Is it true?"
"Why people can't keep their mouths shut is beyond me. No wonder its no secret as to who's coming back at the royal rumble." I sighed.
"So it is true!" I held my phone away from my ear a little at the volume of his voice.
"I guess what everyone is saying is true."
"Oh, really?" He chuckled.
"What else are they saying?"
"Oh, there's another rumor saying that Phil spent Christmas with you and your family. Also that you and Phil are having some problems."
"What? Who would say that? We aren't having problems. We are good."
"I think Layla said it. That's just what I have heard."
"Randy, tell me if anyone else says anything like that. I wish people would leave my relationships alone, you know?"
"I know what you mean. Listen Phil isn't hurting you, is he?"
"No, why would you ask that?"
"Well, I have heard that he can be, how do I put this, rough on his girlfriends. I don't want you to get hurt, that's all. To be honest with you Mila, I wish we never broke up."
What? Was he out of his mind? "Randy," I said quietly.
"Mila, I still love you. Nothing is going to change that, really. I just realized that you were the only one that I have really loved. That is why, when you were at your brother's or backstage, I would avoid you. I know this isn't helping with our friendship, now is it?"
"Not really." I sighed and looked at the man sitting beside me.
"Mila, how about we talk face to face. That way we can talk for real. Ok?"
"Alright, I'll text you when I get there."
"That's great. Bye honey."
I hung up the phone and closed my eyes. This was going to be one long ass day. I leaned forward and put my forearms on my knees. Phil leaned over at that moment and rubbed my back. I looked over at him and smiled lightly at him. He smiled back at me.
"What's wrong?"
He always knew me. "Just rumors."
"About what?"
"Us," I let out a sigh and sat back up. I turned a little to look at Phil better.
"By the way you are acting, I will take it as bad ones."
"They aren't good." I looked straight ahead at the other people that were around us.
"Sweetie," he tugged on the end of my hair making me look at him. "Don't stress them. Whatever they say, it doesn't matter. I Love you and I will be there for you. No matter what. Anyways, people who make up rumors are just jealous and don't know how to be happy."
"But-"
"No buts, you have to trust me."
I nodded. He smile and leaned over my seat. He lightly passed his lips to mine. His fingers caressed my cheek. The kiss was only a few seconds, but it was kind and gentle. I smiled back at him as his forehead rested on mine. He got up moments later when our flight was called.
Maybe my life would be good later on, but as of this moment, it was a roller coaster. I sat down in my seat, luckily I had the window seat. I laid my head against the window. My thoughts were all running wild. What was I feeling towards Phil? Hell, what was I feeling towards Randy? Why was my life the way it was right now? Better yet, what was I going to do?