A/N: So... here's the deal with this chapter, I'm telling you right now that I was not there for this 'incident' so I'm not claiming to know the truth or that this chapter represents the true situation in any way! This chapter is in reguards to the whole 'Chris Jericho punched a woman' thing that youtube has been buzzing about... I've watched the video a few times and this is merely my own take of what happened strewn together with my story... so some of it has nothing to do with what actually happened. I could go on all day about this subject, but I'll stop myself now, enjoy! R&R please :]
Oh, and sorry for lack in update.
Chapter Six: Punching A Woman?
After the gym, Raleigh, Chris, Jeff, and Randy all had to pack up their clothes to catch their flight. While Jeff was busy in his room packing up the last of his pants Raleigh burst through the door, laughing in hysterics. Jeff stared with a blank look, trying to figure out was so funny.
"What? What's so funny?" Jeff asked, deciding it would be easier to ask then to wait for an answer.
"Oh… my… God! You… y-" Raleigh could barely speak from laughing so hard. She took a deep breath, attempting to regain her composure. "Chris… he…" She gripped her sides in pain, "ow, laughing cramps." She plopped herself on the bed and continued to giggle away, leaving Jeff standing confused. As he was about to open his mouth to speak again Chris burst in the door.
"Raleigh, shut up!" He tore off his sunglasses, whipping them on the bed with rage. "Seriously, don't say anything."
"What?" Now Jeff was really confused, but the situation also peaked his interest. "Come on, someone tell me."
Randy came trailing in moments later, also finding the situation funny.
"Okay, if Orton thinks something is funny, then you have to tell me," Jeff pleaded.
"No, no one is saying anything," Chris pointed at both Raleigh and Randy who were too busy chuckling to say anything.
"Chris punched a woman!" Raleigh finally gained enough air in her lungs to shout out. Jeff stood stalk still, he didn't get why that was humorous.
"He… punched a woman?"
"Yes! It was funny as hell!" Randy joined in. His breathes were rapid and short, recovering from a laughing fit. He smirked waiting for Chris to say something.
"It wasn't funny, I could get in a lot of trouble for it. Besides, I didn't punch her, I shoved her out of the way," Chris defended himself.
"Yeah, we should clarify that, there's a huge difference," even though Raleigh's tone seemed as if it were sarcastic, she was being completely serious.
"Dude, she deserved it! Raleigh and I will back you up on that."
"Wait… why is Orton in here? And why are you all getting along so well?" That confused Jeff more than the punching situation.
"Humorous things bring people together," Chris mumbled. "Even if we don't all agree that it was funny."
"Oh don't beat yourself up about it! She spit on you! I would have socked her in the face if you didn't push her out of the way," Raleigh said emphatically.
"So what exactly happened?" Jeff finally put his pants down, too interested in the developing story to continue folding.
"Well," Randy started, "all of us were walking back to the car when a bunch of fans ran over and crowded the car. Chris was in the driver's seat and couldn't get us anywhere with them basically forming an angry mob."
"Hm, let's see, maybe because you two assholes were in the car," Raleigh pointed out, "not many people like you."
"Hey!" Chris threw his arms up in protest.
"Don't hey me, a lot of people buy into the kayfabe and think you guys are like your characters in the ring! They think you're egotistical douche bags… well let's not count out one of you for that," Raleigh smirked at Randy who merely grimaced.
"Well, you two getting along lasted for a record two mintues," Jeff rolled his eyes, "now finish the story."
"Anyway, they were swearing and shouting at Chris and I-"
"Not all of them," Raleigh interrupted without concern.
"Okay some of them were asking for autographs but most were shouting… then this one dude went up to Chris' window and started freaking out, so naturally, Chris told him to back off. I couldn't really hear the exchange of words but then the dude's girlfriend came out of nowhere like a savage beast," Randy let his sentence drift, waiting for Chris to pick up the rest of the story.
"So I got out of the car and told her to chill out, she spit on me and tried to attack me," Chris shook his head, "and I shoved her, which I shouldn't have done, but I didn't want the fight to escalate anymore than it already had."
"Awe man, Chris… people are gonna twist this around on the internet and stuff, you know that right?" Jeff tried being benevolent but ended up sounding condescending.
"Yeah! Thanks for the update! That's why I'm pissed, everything will get turned inside out and it's gonna end up being my fault."
"Like hell it is! I'll go beat that chick up if she tries to press charges," Raleigh had witnessed everything, knowing that it honestly wasn't Chris' fault. She couldn't stand the thought of Chris getting fired because of one stupid scuffle.
"I can't believe you're not backing her up on it Raleigh," Chris finally sat down next to her on the bed. He let out a deep breath towards the ceiling, fluttering strands of his hair.
"Why would I be on her side?"
"You know that saying that everyone lives by, a man should never hit a woman."
"Really? I'm not that shallow, that saying is sexist in itself, saying that just because a woman is a woman she shouldn't have consequences for what she did? She spit on you, that's fucking nasty… not to mention she tried to hit you multiple times, she wasn't acting very lady-like was she? She deserved it, bottom line." Raleigh let out an exasperated sigh after her speech, Randy and Jeff both nodded, agreeing with her.
"Are you sure? I mean, you guys will really back me up if this turns into something huge?" Chris' eyes did more pleading than his words.
"Yes we will," Raleigh smiled before wrapping her arms around him, comforting him with a hug. Randy pushed himself off the wall he was leaning against suddenly speaking.
"I hate to break up the love fest, but doesn't everyone have a plane to catch?" He laid a hand on the door, opening it wide, "let's go Raleigh, we have a long car ride ahead of us," Randy leered.
"Oh I'm so excited," Raleigh sarcastically commented backing out of Chris' arms. As she stepped away from the bed she felt Chris reach out for her hand, squeezing it lightly, a silent gesture of thanks. While she was walking towards the door an unfamiliar ecstasy shot up her arm, right to her heart. For some reason the sad, almost vulnerable Chris made Raleigh feel a strange attraction towards him, almost like the Randy kiss.
What is wrong with me? Raleigh couldn't understand why her emotions were swirling frantically like flakes in a snow globe.
"What was that about?" Randy questioned after quietly shutting the door.
"What?" Raleigh examined the long, dreary hotel hallway, not a painting in sight.
"That look you gave Chris," Randy retorted.
"What are you talking about?" Raleigh thought Randy was just trying to do the usual, get under her skin, irritating her until she hit her breaking point.
"You thought you were so secretive… but I saw it."
"What look?" Raleigh tried hard to keep her cool, but she really wanted to slap the smug look off his face.
"Oh you know," he swiped the card key effortlessly swinging the door open, "that I really want you but I'm too afraid to say anything look. I've seen it a million times, to me mostly, but hey, what can I do?"
Raleigh had to ignore the compulsion to tackle him and beat him senseless. Where does he get the right to accuse me of such a thing? Raleigh's patience had finally wore thin with him.
"What is it with you and being so stuck on yourself?!" Raleigh burst out, realizing that his comment was the final straw. "You're not that great!" Raleigh was seething with anger, whereas Randy stood haughtily smiling to himself proud that he finally pushed her past over the edge. "Why are you smiling? God, I hate you! Get that through your head! I can't hold it in anymore, I can't stand you!"
"I'm sure," Randy used his foot to kick the door shut before pinning Raleigh to the wall. "This will probably make you hate me even more," he held her struggling arms in his own, forcing her to stay put. Using his lips as an compromiser, he slowly kissed his way up from her shoulders to her lips, settling Raleigh's angry fit. "Now let me get this straight, you can't hold it in anymore, you can't stand to be without me?"
A/N: Well, truth be told, this chapter was kind of a filler, sorry :(
Anywayss thanks to alana2awesome, Esha Napoleon, and I'mxAxRockstar for the lovely reveiws :D