carry me through.
an addiction is like any other drug and every addiction needs to be counseled.
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"Alright. I've got this friend, right? And, my friend has been 'bothered' by this girl who he works with. He doesn't exactly hate her but he isn't really crazy about her, either. To him – she's just different than anyone else and that's been enough to have him clinging on to her for awhile. But he can't exactly, you know…sleep with her, because he knows how it will end in the morning and to his surprise, he for once just doesn't want that. He tried to explain it to her, but it didn't exactly work out. She kind of just, well freaked out and-"
"Whoa whoa, rewind. You told some girl you didn't want to sleep with her?" Cody spat out as he sat his soda down on the night stand and sat up from the sofa. He seemed to definitely not care about interrupting Randy's "perfect little story" because in his mind, this needed to be said.
"No, no it wasn't even like that." The legend killer protested. Why couldn't Cody just listen for just three seconds? Then as Randy frowned, he had caught on to what he said and quickly shook his hands in defense. "Wait a minute, I said my friend, remember?"
Ted gestured an eye roll of annoyance. How long was this game going to carry on? "Okay, pull the plug already, Randy. Cody and I…we're not idiots, okay?" Ted glanced over toward Cody who was nodding his head, agreeing to what Ted had said – Ted then gestured another eye roll. "Okay," Ted said uneasily (forcing himself to look away from Cody) "I am not an idiot. I know you're talking about you and you-know-who."
You-know-who? How did he know about you-know-who? Randy didn't even remember telling him about you-know-who – in fact, you-know-who wasn't even Ted's business to know. She was his you-know-who, not Ted's.
As Randy quietly sighed, Ted placed a hand on his shoulder for comfort. "Yes, I know and it's okay, man. I mean, come on, it was pretty obvious don't you think?"
So perhaps Randy wasn't the best at hiding it…
"And, it's quite fine with me," Ted began, "you can date or sleep with or not sleep with whoever you want. Besides, I had a feeling that you two had something going on – I mean, the stares, the awkward silences…You and Kelly make it pretty obvious, man."
What? The legend killer's eyes grew 100 times larger than they were before as he tossed Ted's hand away from his shoulder and stood up from the sofa. "Who?" In anger and shock, Randy exclaimed out.
Ted raised his hands up in innocence. "Come on. You said you don't like her but you don't exactly hate her. I mean that sounds a lot like Kelly to me, right Cody?"
Just as Cody was planning on nodding his head in agreeance or to add in his two cents, Randy had shot Cody a death glare that instantly had the superstar innocently glaring down toward his lap in complete silence.
This was why Randy didn't open up – this was why he used 'my friend' excuses when he was going through struggling times.
The self proclaimed legend killer gestured an eye roll. "I cannot believe you'd even say that-"
"If I could make an input," the weird outburst had came from Cody who was slowly drifting his head up with courage, "…I say sleep with her, I mean…I would."
With his blue eyes narrowed, Randy bit down in his lip knowing he heard more than enough from the two. "That's it-"
"Wait a minute, Randy. I think young Cody here actually has a good point." A proud smile whipped on the lips of Cody whilst an expression – as if saying "what?!" – smeared off on Randy's face. "I mean, her and Dave are pretty close. Wow, revenge really is sweet."
…And to what: have her clinging on him the next day reminding him of everything they had done and how she thought it was more than what it was? Yeah, not happening.
After deciding that now he truly had heard more than enough for his liking, the legend killer ran his fingers down his face whilst releasing a long breathe along the way. "Guys," Randy began as he looked toward Ted and Cody and tried his best to not completely RKO them (by now, it was hard not to do), "I think I've got more than all the advice I needed for the night."
Now an expression of both shock and disbelief was being worn on Cody's face who didn't seem to quite read between the lines. "You sure? 'Cause, I really could help you out with plotting this whole Kelly and Dave scam, if you need it-"
"No, no I'm fine." The legend killer insisted – hearing Kelly and Dave's names right now was making it even harder for him to not attack Cody – Randy walked toward the door of the hotel room and held it widely open so that the two superstars could take their leave.
Both glanced toward each other and slowly made their way toward the door, they wore expression as if saying "what did we do that was so wrong?"
"It's really been a pleasure having a talk with you, boys." With a small smirk Randy said before shutting the door once the two were completely out of the hotel room.
As he listened to the pitters and the pats of Ted and Cody's feet running down the steps of the hotel building, Randy had slid his back against the hotel door.
So, the release of having this all off his mind and some good advice in return wasn't going to be what he would receive tonight, would it? Instead he would have just an even more painful headache than he had before. Where had it all gone wrong? Where had been the wrong turn? Where had he got involved with this?
In reality – they were two worlds apart. He went his way and she went his. But at the state he was at now, he was wondering just what type of world he lived in because she had become as much apart of him as the voices inside of his head.
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She crawled onto the warmer side of her bed – yes her bed, not some random trashy hotel bed that was only good for causing tears – the light had been turned off and it had been quiet in the room. Great, they were gone not only had that made it easier for Mickie to sneak into their hotel room without having to explain why she was coming in so late, but it was also easier for Mickie to get a good night rest now.
Loving the peace of it all, the brunette closed her eyes and cuddled with the pillow that laid underneath her head. She loved this all. She loved it.
"Guys suck!"
…What?
Without even needing to lift her head up – though she definitely wasn't planning on doing that – the brunette recognized the voice. It never had been a screeching voice before but now it sounded more screeching and annoying than ever before.
"They take your heart step on it a million times, crush it into pieces, tape it back together and then step on it again – the same process repeats over and over again and you know what they do next?"
Was this convo really going to happen…at an ungodly 1 AM? Geez, did this raven haired diva even believe in what some Americans call sleep.
The brunette further pushed her head into the pillow to drown out the sounds as the raven haired diva pounced on the bed and removed one heel from her foot and then the other followed by removing the hair band that once kept her hair in a tight neat bun.
"Well, do you? Do you?"
Come on, Mickie thought to herself. Seriously, if there had been some type of large object next to Mickie then Candice wouldn't be such a safe diva right now. The brunette blinked as she huffed and lazily lifted her body up and rested her back on the headboard of the bed. "No, Candice. What do they do?" Dryly, Mickie asked with a bored and angry gaze.
"I'll tell you what they do. They crush your heart and step onto it like…like they don't even care!" The raven haired diva suddenly broke into some sort of scene you'd see in a romance film – she crashed down on her knees and buried her face with her hands and made these weird sobbing noses.
Funny thing had been her face was still completely dry, which told Mickie that Candice would be fine in time – this wasn't like her case with Jeff, where she was broken for months. Speaking of Jeff…
"Um, who are we talking about here?" The brunette asked.
"Evan!" The raven haired diva cried out as if Mickie should have known. Mickie glared around the room puzzled and then a sudden spark had hit her – oh Evan, of course. How could she forget it, he was on the plane the same time where a certain someone had been on the jet as well. Great, now she had a reminder of him as if that was what she needed. "Why me, Mickie? Why me?" Miserably, Candice cried out.
Okay, her life wasn't hell. She was one of the most beautiful divas if not one of the most beautiful women in the world. She could get anyone she wanted and she was letting Evan break her down? Not that he wasn't a great guy but to Mickie, he was still the new guy. He was just the kid from ECW and Candice was a former Women's Champ, A Playboy Cover girl and a family household name.
Do the math and see which one should really be heart broken over the "break-up".
Even though Mickie wasn't really good at this "comforting" thing – Kelly was much better when it came to counseling than she ever could be – the brunette kneeled down beside Candice and wrapped both her arms around Candice's frame as Mickie laid her head on her shoulder.
"I mean, what did I do so wrong? I took all the advice from that stupid dating guide magazine – I didn't even text him more than twice a day. I didn't 'magically show up' to places I knew he would be at. I sacrificed so much for him, for us – and when I want to move on to a dating level instead of being just "cuddle buddies" then he tells me that he doesn't want a relationship right now."
….Nice Evan, the brunette thought.
Candice dried her face with the back of her palm. "I mean, is it me? Am I not his type? Am I not thin enough, or young enough for him because he's just oh so 'perfect'."
The thing about Candice was that if she was heartbroken once it was hard for her to ever love someone else the right way again. Jeff had been her first real true love though because of Jeff's days of wanting to be in the WWE and days of not wanting to, the relationship never worked out – this made it difficult for Candice to ever just be herself again in a relationship.
She was either giving in too much or not giving in enough,
It saddened Mickie a lot that even a beautiful girl like Candice could allow herself to break this much.
"Do you know how it feels, Mickie?"
The brunette glared around the hotel room puzzled as she waited for a further explanation from Candice but received nothing. "Uh, know exactly how what feels…?"
"It, Mickie." The brunette quietly sighed to show she still was unsure on what in the world Candice was referring to. "Heartbreak! Being heartbroken by lousy guy. Being…rejected."
Perfect word, Candice.
The brunette didn't like to be the one that cried on other's shoulders. She never had been close to anyone except for Trish and at a time Maria – though after Smackdown! "stole" their amazing friendship, Mickie found it hard to open up to anyone. She rather cry to herself than cry in front of anyone even once.
The desperate look on Candice face however made Mickie want to open up – Candice just wanted an answer, she just wanted an answer to show she was not alone and to what Candice thought of Mickie who was a beautiful and strong woman to of actually been rejected even once would probably make Candice not think so low of herself as she was now.
The brunette chewed down on her lip. "Actually Candice, there's something I do need to tell you…" The raven haired diva suddenly perked up not only was she hoping that Mickie would tell her that she could relate to how she was feeling right now but she was excited that Mickie would actually have girl talk with her – which Mickie didn't do as much as Candice did with Kelly.
Just as the brunette began to speak out…
"Hey girlies!" The bubbly, loud exclaim had came from an entering Kelly Kelly who seemed to not get the memo that today was not a day for smiles and giggles when 2/3 of the women in the room seemed to be at their lowest but in her hand had been a large box of pizza as she slipped off her jacket.
Candice wiped away a strap tear on her face with her thumb before pointing toward the pizza box. "What's that?"
The blonde glimpsed down toward the box that she held in her hand. "It's pizza." Proudly, she told her with her winning grin.
The raven haired diva gestured an eye roll. "Yes, obviously it is but why do you have it? Who shows up to a hotel room at 1AM with a box of pizza?" Perhaps any other time Candice would just be happy to have pizza – it was one of her guilty pleasures – but now she just had been in a bitchy mood and anyone who was smiling was becoming her biggest enemy.
"Well, I was actually saying hi to one of my friends Heidi that works next to the Pizza Parlor. When she went home, the guy Eddie from the Pizza Parlor spotted me heading to my car and insisted on giving me a free box of pizza – I told him just a slice would be fine, but he insisted that I was too good for just a slice." The blonde innocently shrugged her shoulders. "Sweet, isn't it?"
Candice growled as she glimpsed away. Bitter much? In Candice's defense, it was just annoying that everything always seemed to go Kelly's way – she had only had her heart broken once and even that didn't even out to the number of guys who practically jumped hoops for her on an every day basis.
The blonde pouted. "Aw, don't be that way, Candy-cakes. I'm of course going to give you guys a slice too." The blonde sprinted toward the bed and pounced on top of the bed causing a long shake which both the divas seemed to just gesture eye rolls about as she squeezed a spot in between Mickie and Candice who were biting their tongues. Kelly held out the pizza box in front of the two. "See, it's still warm." She told as she opened the box.
Candice drifted her eyes away and raised her hands. "I'm not really hungry." The raven haired diva didn't want 'Eddie's pizza to Kelly' – she wanted her own pizza from some Italian guy who thought she was cute enough to have a free entire box of pizza. Kelly shrugged her shoulders and then glanced toward Mickie who simply shook her head in retort. "Suit yourselves, then." With another shrug the blonde said and then dove into a slice of pizza for herself. The divas gestured eye rolls that Kelly hadn't noticed. "So," the diva began as she loudly chewed on her pizza, "Whatcha' two talking about?"
The raven haired diva sighed as she tried to be positive about having Kelly around. "Well, Mickie was actually sharing with me a very dramatic experience that she went through." The brunette glared toward Candice – she didn't know which was more annoying: Candice's exaggeration or Kelly's chewing. The blonde's eyes widened in interest. "Go ahead, Micks."
The tiny diva rubbed at the back of her head, "Um-"
"Oh my gosh, I want to hear." Kelly hyperly exclaimed as she pounced on her knees and sat down her slice of pizza.
"Well then shh, and maybe she will tell us." Candice told her as she was equally excited for hearing the story as well. 'Sorry' the blonde diva mouthed before gesturing with her lips that they were now sealed and 'threw away the key'.
So, I pretty much tried to sleep with Randy and that didn't go to well, quite frankly he rejected me and still: I somewhat miss the guy. Oh yeah, that was going to go great. Mickie chewed down on her lip unsure of what to say, when to say it and more importantly, how she would go about saying it. "So, what about this Eddie guy, I think he really likes you Kells?"
"You think so?" The blonde twirled her hair with her finger, completely forgetting about Mickie's story. "I mean, 'cause I don't know. I never really thought I was his type-"
And that had been the beginning of the never-ending rant of Kelly, even though it was painful to hear about whoever this Eddie guy was it distracted both Kelly and Candice – Kelly seemed to love to brag about it all as to where Candice couldn't help but to glare in envy about it all.
The brunette drifted herself away from the conversation. Surprisingly, there had been an 'Eddie' on her mind, as well.
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hope you guys like that. idk why, but it was just fun to write a girl talk part and a guy talk part. i really wanted to make a funny/humor chappy just because im going in and out of muse with this story (mostly out of muse of it) i'll probs be writing for my other mindy story 'lost in you' so if you like this one, then you should r&r the other one. (:
- btw, I love kelly and evan, it was worked to right them out this way, yano?
