Switched
Chapter 8
Author's Note: Sorry for the delay with the next chapter…I had exams/was ill/went on holiday etc but I promise I will regularly update from now on.
Back to the story…
Hell Hath No Fury…Like a waxed woman!
"See you later Trish!" Ashley called suppressing a giggle as she dropped Randy off at the arena.
Randy just waved and began his angry stomp towards the arena, wincing with each step as he was sore.
When I find Stratus she will have hell to pay…'oh it's just an eyebrow wax…' Funny. I had no idea your brows were located on your vagina! Randy furiously thought to himself as he slammed through the doors startling a stage hand.
"YOU!" Randy roared; turning on the poor defenceless man. "Orton. Where is he?" Randy demanded his voice dangerous; eyes forming into little slits.
"Um…l-locker room…" The man replied terrified as Randy turned and marched down the hallway…
"So you all up for clubbing after the show?" John asked the guys as they sat in the locker room.
"Sure." Jeff replied as he laced up his boots, he was up first in a match against Mr Kennedy.
John looked at Trish who was dressed in Randy's usual ring attire – an 'Orton' t-shirt covered his torso.
"You up for it or are you still hung-over?" John teased earning a few grins.
Trish smiled sweetly and put her water down.
"Yeah and I wasn't that drunk." She replied folding her arms.
John looked at her and was about to reply when the door opened with such force it almost fell off its hinges.
Trish paled when she saw him standing there. Whoa! I look slightly demonic when I'm pissed.She thought as she took in the anger etched on her face.
"Hey Trish. What can we do for you?" Chris asked nervously and everyone was thankful when Randy thrust a finger in Trish's direction.
"Get. Out. Here. Now." Randy growled and Trish got up and cast a look at the guys who all looked at her as if to say 'rather you than us'.
"Hey Trish! You look great? Did you do something to your hair?" Trish joked, attempting to lighten the atmosphere as she slowly made her way to the door.
"Don't man. I wouldn't mess with her." Jeff whispered and Trish was about to reply when she felt herself being hauled from the room.
"Now, Randy please, calm down…" Trish began quietly but Randy just looked at her and exploded with rage.
"CALM DOWN? YOU'RE TELLING ME TO CALM DOWN?! I HAVE JUST HAD THE MOST EXCURIATING THING DONE TO ME IN MY LIFE! I THOUGHT FALLING THROUGH A TABLE FROM A STEEL CAGE WAS BAD BUT WHAT I WENT THROUGH WAS THE ICING ON THE CAKE!" Randy roared and Trish tried not to grin as she realised he was talking about getting waxed.
"Oh come on Orton, getting your brows waxed doesn't hurt that much." Trish said teasingly.
"You know fine well what I got waxed!" Randy hissed.
Trish just stared at him for a minute then sighed and placed a hand on his arm.
"Look Randy, I'm sorry. I should have told you what you were actually going for. I'll admit it is painful but hey, you survived it! Not many women would gladly sit there and allow someone to pour hot wax on their privates." Trish told him and his expression softened a little.
"I guess you're right. It was sore but it's over and when you go for it again, we'll have switched!" Randy replied with glee and Trish smiled.
"Yeah! Now you better go and get ready…you have a match against Candice tonight. (Randy opened his mouth to speak). Trust me it won't be difficult. Just try not to let her kick you down there…" Trish replied and he rolled his eyes.
"Ha ha! Real funny. Got it. After the show wait for me and I'll drive to the arena." Randy told her and was about to walk away when she yelled.
"No."
"Excuse me?" Randy turned round and noticed how Trish casually leant against the wall with a cheeky smirk on her face.
"You heard me. I said no." Trish replied.
"You will come back with me tonight." Randy said placing his hands on his hips to get his point across.
Trish then straightened up and sighed.
"Look Randy, I can't…I sorta made plans…" Trish began but he cut her off.
"What sort of plans?"
"Clubbing." Trish mumbled inaudibly causing him to come closer.
"I didn't hear you? What did you say?" He asked frowning.
"Clubbing." Trish replied quietly but louder than last time. She didn't get why he was being so whiny about it…she hadn't had a night out in ages.
"Come on Orton. I know this is stressful for us but don't you think we deserve a break?" Trish asked stepping closer to him and placing a hand on his shoulder.
Randy looked up at Trish (she was almost a foot taller) and sighed.
"Fine. But I sure as hell ain't wearing a pink dress!" Randy told her seriously.
Later that night
Ariel stood at the back of the club. She followed Trish and Randy here. She was pleased that they were starting to get along and wanted them to do well but she did want to have some fun. So far, Randy who wore a short black mini dress with silver heels sat sipping a beer. He grinned as he took a swig from the bottle, remembering Maria's reaction when he told her what he was having. The look on her face was priceless.
He smiled when he saw his friends dancing with their girlfriends. Ha! Jeff thinks he can dance! Randy laughed to himself then frowned when he saw Trish sitting opposite him looking bored as hell and quite frankly miserable.
He sat for a moment contemplating what to do before taking one last swig of the beer before getting up and joining her.
"Hey Randy this seat taken?" He teased and he saw her eyes light up when he sat beside her.
"Hey." Trish mumbled and sipped some of her Pepsi.
"You better not have ordered a chick drink." Randy joked and she smiled slightly.
"Don't worry Orton. It's just a soda. I played the 'I'm still recovering card tonight." Trish replied and he grinned.
"So why you not up dancing?" Trish asked as she put her glass down.
"I think it would look wrong if I asked Candice or Melina to dance." Randy replied and she giggled then coughed.
"Sorry…let me try that again" Trish teased and then laughed more deeply this time.
"That's better…more manly." Randy commented and they both started laughing.
Maria who was dancing with Jeff smiled as she saw them together. They look so cute together. She thought before her boyfriend spun her round.
Ariel watched them and then she frowned when she saw Melina and Candice glaring at Trish and Randy. She saw Candice start to head over there.
I need to do something…Ha! I know! Ariel muttered something under her breath and then the song that was playing suddenly cut off, earning outraged grumbles from the club. The DJ just hit another button and the song changed to a slow number.
"Ah I love this song." Ariel said aloud as Truly, Madly, Deeply by Savage Garden came on.
Trish smiled as she watched all her friends dance with their partners and she felt a small pang of sadness as she was alone. Well she wasn't technically alone as Randy sat beside her but it wasn't the same.
Randy turned to Trish who still looked upset and he was about to ask her to dance when Candice sidled up to them.
"Hey Randy." She purred playing with a lose strand of her hair.
"Hey Candice." Randy greeted and was immediately met with a cold stare. Whoa! What did I do? Oh yeah! I'm not in my body and I kicked your ass!. Randy watched as Trish gave Candice the briefest of glances before turning her attention to the couples again.
"I wondered if you wanna dance with me?" Candice asked smugly and cast Randy a look when she said me.
What a bitch! Maria and the girls were right about her. She's probably still pissed that I beat her. Randy smirked and then declared loudly.
"Sorry Candice but you're too late…We were just about to dance…"
"We we're?" Trish turned confused and Randy just giggled sweetly (swearing never to do that again) before taking her large hand.
Candice looked at the two with sheer hatred as Randy stood beside Trish.
"Besides…you'll need to rest that leg of yours…Bye!" Randy waved and turned on his heel causing Trish to stare at him with disbelief as he led her to the floor.
As they wrapped their arms around each other Trish still looked shocked.
"What?" Randy asked raising a brow as they moved in synch with the music.
"I never thought I would ever say this in my life but Mr Orton you are such a bitch." Trish said with a grin as they danced.
Ariel smiled as she watched them…they were falling for each other…she figured she had done enough for one night and left them couple to enjoy themselves.
A/N – Once again sorry for the mega long delay with the update! Please review and the next chapter will be up soon.
xXxArwenxXx