Disclaimer- I only own Chloe! Everyone else owns themselves! Although I'd love to own Mr. RKO
5-23-05
"Great…" I mumbled to myself while starring out the window as the rain slowly slid down the window. I pulled the hood on my sweatshirt over my head. As if getting stuck right next to my mother and step-dad on the plane wasn't bad enough, but now, of all times, it had to rain!
Okay, so some would say it's childish to be afraid of the rain? Right? But not me. I had a reason. 10 years ago, on this very day, my father had left me for good. I was only 7 years old when had to watch him drive down the road as the rain fell from the sky like there was no tomorrow. Ever since then, I've been afraid of the rain.
"Were going to be landing soon sweetie" My mother smiled softly at me. I was getting really sick of that look. The "look" that I'm talking about right now is the sympathetic, we're so sorry we're doing this to you but we think it's best for you look. In my opinion, it's the fakest look to give someone. You only give that look if you want to take the easy way out. For my mother, she's always been the one to take the easy way out though, so when she give's it. I'm used to it.
"I heard the WWE is a very fun business." Jason looked over at me as he spoke.
"Oh yes. Sweaty, oily, practically naked men wrestling for money, very , very fun! I'm so glad I have an in the closet gay for a dad! Thanks mom! You really know how to choose them!" Sarcasm dripped from each word I spoke as I put on a fake smile.
"Enough with the attitude Chloe" Jason shook his head at me. Oh yeah, I received that head shake multiple time's a day.
"Please, just remember to be good!" My mother practically begged as Jason and her dropped me off by a group of rather muscular men.
"I'm sorry did you say something?" I smiled sweetly as I slowly took one of the ear buds out from my ears.
"Please keep an eye on her Shawn!"
"I will Macy! You can count on me!" Shawn answered with a smile. At the sight of that man's smile, I felt myself beginning to get sick. How could he still be this happy after leaving his daughter 10 years ago?!
"Thanks Shawn. Maybe this will finally knock some sense into her" My mother kissed his cheek before grabbing hands with Jason and turning towards me. I quickly looked away, not wanting them to know that I had been spying on them.
"Bye Chloe." That was all my mom and Jason had said before leaving. I know I've been bad, okay so I've been extremely bad, but 'Bye Chloe' is all they had to say?!
"Chloe…."His voice rang inside my head for a few seconds before he finally faced me.
"Michaels" I replied flatly looking behind him at a crowd of men standing behind him.
"You look beautiful Chloe" Shawn smiled sadly as he stood in front of me, trying desperately to get my attention. But I wasn't going to give it to him that easily. He never once paid attention to me for 10 years, now all of a sudden he wants to talk? Well forget that! I was through with games!
"Do you want me to grab your bags?" His voice got lower and lower the more I ignored him.
"I've got it Michaels. I don't need your help" I picked up the heavy luggage and instantly regretted it.
"Well, I'll go pull the car up. Randy, Dave watch her." I looked at him in shock. I was 17, not three! I didn't need a baby-sitter! He ran outside before I could even complain.
"Hi. I'm Dave Bautista." A tan dark haired man walked towards me with a smile.
"Chloe." My tone was anything but friendly.
"Pretty name." I looked up at him and rolled my eyes.
"You must be Chloe. Shawn's been excited to see you!" Anther tan dark haired man, about 6'4 in height spoke in a deep voice while walking towards Dave and me.
"You must be anther gay man my so called father works with." I smirked at the man who now towered over me. I was only about 5'2 in height. What can I say? I'm short. But don't get me wrong, I get told I'm "fun size" all the time. So I guess it's a good thing I'm short.
"Shawn told me you're pretty troubled for your age." The man smirked, I tried my hardest not to roll my eyes at him.
"It's none of your business." I put my sunglasses on and looked around at my surrounding's. For the first time in a long time, I felt uncomfortable.
"My name's Randy by the way. Randy Orton." He smiled down at me expecting me to shake his hand.
"I don't think so Jerry. Now be a good gay man and take my things to the car." I smirked before grabbing the lightest bag and walking towards the car.
After the car was loaded with my bag's, I sat down in the only open seat left. Right next to Bobby, or was his name Jerry? Well, whoever he was I had to admit, he had the most beautiful blue eye's I've ever seen, and trust me, I've seen a lot of eyes in my time.
"So…. How about that weather?" Randy spoke looking down at me
"Danny, I have more important things to do then listen to you talking about the weather! So if you don't mind, shut up." I rolled my eyes and quickly put my ear buds in not wanting to listen to anther minute of Randy or Shawn talking.
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