Second to last chapter!
Song - Look After You
Artist - The Fray
I'm putting the last chapter on later today! X
17
'Look After You'
"How come you were invited to Rachel's bachelorette party?" Barbie exclaimed, as Mickie got changed into her 'slutty bridesmaid' get-up, which Rachel had provided all the girls with.
"I think they delivered one costume extra, and she wanted it filled." Mickie held onto the cleavage popping out of her dress. "And I certainly filled it! Look how ridiculous this is!"
"You look like a prostitute." Barbie laughed. "I bet Cody will love it!"
"Well Cody's never going to see it! So what are you doing this evening?" Mickie asked, slipping into her high heels.
"Um... most likely sitting around, watching chick flicks and ordering room service."
"Does that mean you're not gonna go talk to him, then?" Mickie sat down next to her friend. "It's your last chance."
"I can't." Barbie sighed.
"You have to. What if you wake up, twenty years from now, wondering what could have happened?"
Barbie didn't say anything.
"Exactly." Mickie got up, and grabbed her purse. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go roam the streets of Clinton dressed like Pretty Woman."
Mickie left the room and began dialling Cody's number.
"Hey babe, it's me... Yeah, I just left... I have no doubt she'll be on her way soon..."
- - -
"Stripper's on her way!" Cody hung up his cell phone, and walked over to Ted, who was sat on the sofa of his Mississippi home.
"Guys, the last thing I want at my bachelor party is a stripper!" Ted sighed.
"It's your last night of freedom, man; the one thing you need is a stripper."
It was the night before Ted's wedding, and his bachelor party was in full swing. Most of the WWE's male roster was crowded into Ted's living room.
"Geez, Ted, you could look a little happier." Brett nudged his brother. "You've got a face like a slapped ass."
"Thanks." Ted muttered.
"Let me go get you another beer." Brett got up and made his way into the kitchen, however before he could even get a beer out, the doorbell rang.
"Strippers are quick nowadays." Ted muttered.
He got up from his seat and answered the door.
"Shit."
It wasn't a stripper.
"Barbie, what are you doing here?"
- - -
"Considering her history, Barbie's obviously moonlighting as a stripper!" Randy Orton laughed from one side of the living room, to which the rest of the guys laughed. "You could just ask Vince for a raise, sweetie."
Randy could be such a dick, Barbie thought to herself.
"Shut up, Randy." Cody said, before turning to his best friend. "Ted, Barbie needs to talk to you."
"Cody, you're worrying me, man." Ted said.
"I need to talk to you." Barbie said quietly.
"Ted, take her into one of the other rooms." Cody said, to which the rest of the guys whooped. "Not for that!"
- - -
Ted took hold of Barbie's arm and led her upstairs into one of the guest bedrooms.
He sat down on the edge of the bed, and Barbie sat down next to him.
"Seriously, B, what's going on? You're worrying me."
"There's no right way to say what I'm about to say..." Barbie looked down at her sneakers, unable to look Ted in the eyes.
"So just say it." Ted pulled up Barbie's chin, so she was looking at him.
"Okay." Barbie looked Ted straight in the eyes. "Don't marry her."
"What?" Ted was in disbelief.
"I said, don't marry Rachel." Barbie repeated.
"Okay... can I ask why?"
"Because I love you." Barbie smiled slightly. "I've been in love with you ever since I met you, and you could do so much better than Rachel."
"You mean you?"
"Not necessarily. I want you to be happy, whoever you're with, and I just don't think that's Rachel."
"And how would you know?" Ted snapped.
"I just..."
"Why do you always have to mess with my head, Barbie?" Ted yelled. "I try and make things work with you, and you tell me that 'you need time to yourself' and I give you time. I give you time and you go out with my best friend..."
"Don't throw Cody into this!" Barbie yelled back. "I'm opening my heart to you and you're acting like this?"
"I'm saying the things I should've said a long time ago, B." Ted sighed. "I need to marry Rachel, and I need you out of my life."
"Completely?" Barbie's lips trembled.
"Completely." Ted stood up and closed his eyes.
"Don't get up for me." Barbie got up herself and pushed Ted back down by his shoulder. "Is this what you really want?"
"I need you to leave my house right now." Ted said quietly.
"That doesn't answer my question."
- - -
Barbie ran out of the room, down the stairs and straight past the bachelor party.
"B, wait up!" Cody called, running after Barbie down the street. "What happened?"
"It's over, Cody!" She collapsed on the curb, and buried her face in Cody's shoulder. "It's over!"
- - -
Ted rooted around in his bedside table, until he pulled out a packet of tissues.
He never cried. He wasn't that kind of guy.
Underneath the tissues, he found something he hadn't seen in a while.
He pulled her cigarettes out of his pocket.
"Keep them." Barbie smiled, tucking them inside his hand. "You know what I said about a couple of years? If you feel the same, give them back to me, and maybe I'll take them."
That's got to mean something, right? He thought.