--Chp17--
When Randy saw Matt Korklan making a bee line for his woman's table, he nearly lost his mind. Thankfully Ted Junior and Cody were there to prevent him from squashing Korklan's head in like a watermelon. That and the image of Chris chasing after Korklan calmed him a little.
"Easy Orton" Cody told him. "Don't beat his ass."
"Randy please calm down" Junior begged. "You don't want Amy getting upset on her birthday do you?"
Randy knew that Junior was right. He usually was after all. But he knew, as did pretty much every wrestler on every roster, that Korklan was head over heels for his chick. He was also well aware that the thought of him dancing with his chick made him insanely pissed. Randy never considered himself to be the possessive type, but Korklan definitely brought that out in him.
"I hate Korklan" Randy said as he gritted his teeth. "He needs to leave my chick alone."
"Don't worry Randy" Junior told him. "I'll go catch her before Korklan does."
Ted ran over to Amy and got to her right before Korklan did. "Wanna dance wifey?" Junior shouted over the music.
"Oh sure Junior" Amy said as she got down with his help of course. Randy watched in relief as Amy danced with Junior instead of god damn Korklan. He saw Matt's lips say 'god damn it' in total frustration and he couldn't help but laugh. That laugh turned into anger though when he saw Korklan stomping towards him with a purpose.
"Mr Orton" Korklan slurred. "I would like a word with you outside if you don't mind."
Behind Korklan, Chris cringed. This is going to be soooooooooooooooo bad Chris thought to himself. This kid is going to run his mouth and then Orton is going to squash him like a bug.
"Look kid" Randy said in a rather annoyed tone. "You're obviously drunk and trying to pull your 'tough guy' card with me. It's not going to work. Why don't you go back to your room and sober up? If you still want to talk when you're sober, find me."
Randy turned to walk away, but Korklan grabbed his arm. Randy looked down at his arm and then straight at him. He couldn't believe this kid had the audacity to touch him! He was obviously drunk.
Chris was still cringing as he pulled the high flying superstar off of Orton's arm. "Randy please don't kick his ass" Chris begged. "He's just got some 'liquid courage' going on."
"I know" Randy sneered. "Just keep him away from me and my chick or he's gonna get his teeth knocked out."
"ORTON I HATE YOUR GUTS" Korklan screamed. And just in time for the song to end too. The whole club turned and looked at the two…including Amy. Chris heard the all too familiar sound of the stomping of combat boots on the floor. He tried to step in front of Korklan to protect him from the wrath of the killer blondie, but she gave him a look and he moved aside.
Welp this is where his life ends Chris thought to himself. Hope he enjoyed it!
Amy looked like she was about to explode any second. She angrily tapped Korklan on his shoulder.
"Um excuse YOU" she said with a look of 'I'm going to kick your ass' etched all over her face. "I think you and I need to talk outside….now."
"Umm yes ma'am" Korklan stammered. Amy shot Orton a 'don't worry I got this' grin and he mouthed that he loved her. She then glared at Korklan and he followed behind her like a scared puppy. The superstars all gathered around the window to watch the scene unfold.
"Listen Korklan" Amy said as she stomped her foot angrily. "I've had just about enough of your shit!"
"Amy I'm sorry" he pleaded. "I'm just…."
"Insanely jealous?" she finished for him.
"In love with you" he corrected. He winched after he said it. Bad idea Korklan he thought to himself. Bad idea!
"If you're so 'in love' with me, then don't you want to see me happy?" she screamed. "I'm with Randy and I love him! He gave me a promise ring! Why can't you just back
off???"
"I don't want to see you hurt! That guy is a player and it's only a matter of time before he cheats on you!" he screamed at her. Amy stood there in complete shock. She was feared on the roster and it was rare someone raised their voice to her. Few had the courage to.
Before Matt could say anything else, Amy stomped back inside and made a beeline for the bar, ordering a shot of Jack Daniels.
"Uh oh" Chris grimaced. "She's taking a shot. She's gearing up for a mudhole stomping!"
"God damn it" Dave grunted. "I'm going to have a word with this kid myself."
He's definitely dead now Chris thought to himself. Pissing off Blondie equals pissing off Dave, which is basically a death sentence.
Korklan was once again making a beeline for Amy but he was thankfully stopped by the big guy.
"Matt let's go talk" Dave said as he pulled him away from Amy. Matt looked up at him and coward in fear. Dave was about 10 of him…possibly even 11. Matt didn't know how many exactly but he was scared shitless. "Look Matt" Dave sighed. "I know you care about Amy, but I really think you need to calm down."
"Orton is an ass and he has her" Matt screamed. "And I'm a nice guy! I hate my life!"
"Matt you're a WWE superstar" Dave reminded him. "You could have any chick you want."
"I don't want any chick" Matt grunted. "I want her!" he said as he pointed at Amy, almost like he was having a temper tantrum. Amy saw and shook her head in complete disbelief with a look of shock on her face. She shot Dave one of her looks, letting him know that she was pretty much about to explode like fireworks on the 4th of July.
"You really need to calm down kid" Dave said, rather annoyed. "You're really pissing her off. If she stomps over here, I am not stopping her from kicking your ass."
Randy just stood back with Chris, Junior, and Cody, watching this drama filled scene unfold and basically ruin his woman's night. Randy clenched his fists together. He was getting angrier and angrier by the second especially when he saw the looks on his girl's face.
"Ok so I'm going to kick his ass" Randy announced. "It'd be a hell of a lot better than Amy doing it. She looks like she's about to tear him apart."
"Randy don't" Junior said as he grabbed his arm. "Let her handle it. You beating his ass will just make her even more pissed."
"So I should just let her put him in a coma" Randy asked him.
"She won't hurt him" Junior told him. "Besides, Dave is right there. He'll stop her."
They all watched as Amy stomped over to Matt and Dave, with one of the scariest and most pissed off faces they'd ever seen in their lives.
"Dearly beloved" Chris began. "We're gathered here today to remember Matt Korklan, who pissed off the wrong Blondie and was ripped to shreds."
Junior, Chris, Cody and Randy all started cracking up hysterically. They were laughing so hard they sounded like hyenas.
"You're ruining my fucking time Korklan" Amy snapped. "I think you need to go back to your room."
"I really want to talk to you Amy" he pleaded. "Please?"
"Either you go back to your room or I make you go back to your room. Your choice" she informed him as she angrily tapped her foot.
"Amy please just listen to me" he sighed.
"No Korklan" she quipped back. "I'm not going to listen to you talk shit about my boyfriend because you're a jealous ass!"
Korklan saw he wasn't going to get anywhere so he sighed and went to a table in the corner. Amy watched as he sat there, slowly sipping his water. His face was filled with defeat. The Hardys walked over to his table and sat down, trying to talk to him. He wouldn't even answer them. He'd either nod or shake his head. His lips didn't move.
"Good lord" Amy groaned. "Talk about some drama."
"I'm proud of you bestie" Dave smiled. "You didn't kick his ass! I thought for sure you were going to."
"Yeah well he's drunk" she laughed. "And it wouldn't be a fair fight."
Dave smiled at his best friend and pulled her into a long hug.
"I love you more than life" he whispered as he gently kissed the top of her head. "You know that right?"
"Of course I know" she sighed. "I love you too big guy" she told him as she flashed him a big smile. "Think the night will have anymore drama?"
"Probably" he sighed. "You know drama follows us like a magnet."
The two best friends looked at each other and shook their heads. Linking arms, they headed back over to Cody, Junior, Randy, and Chris. Chris was waiting with a Jack and Coke in his hand for Amy.
"Here you go Blondie" he smiled. "Figured you'd need this" he said as he handed her the drink.
"Thanks Y2Jackass" she smiled. "What would I do without you?"
"You'd probably be in a padded room" he snickered. "Your life would suck without me."
Amy just rolled her eyes and shook her head at her Canadian pal. He was so god damn arrogant sometimes.
Then why the hell did she adore his obnoxious ass so much? Then she took a sip of her drink. Strong just like she liked it.
Ah. That's why she adored him.
Just then her phone vibrated in her pocket. She smiled when she read the text message.
Just wanted to tell you happy birthday. I hope you're having a good time with your friends! I love you.
Love,
Mom
PS Tell your best friend he can stay at my house after his surgery!
She snickered as she sent a reply.
Thanks Mom. I'm having fun aside from some drama with a certain high flyer with black hair who will remain nameless. But I took care of it (no he didn't get beat up).
I love you too. And no I will not tell bestie that. Sicko.
Love,
Amy
Amy had just put her phone back in her pocket when it vibrated again, signaling yet another text message.
Hey dumbass. Happy birthday from all of us! Don't get too drunk.
Your nephews want to know when you'll be in town again. Oh and your oldest nephew wants to know if he can travel with you this summer. What do you think?
-H
PS Your brother in law says he can smell you from here! HAR HAR.
"Hey can I ask you guys something?" Amy asked her friends. She shuffled her hands nervously.
"What's up wifey?" Junior asked her curiously.
"Well I guess my nephew wants to come on the road with me this summer" she shrugged. "What do you guys think?"
"Sounds great" Randy smiled. "Now Cody will have someone to relate to!"
"Oh ha ha Randy" Cody said as he rolled his eyes. "Very funny."
Amy smiled and sent a reply.
I'm already drunk you assclown! Duh!
As for the kid comin' with me, that sounds cool man. I'll have to warn John though so he's prepared for having a tag a long 24/7! Hahaha.
In regards to your husband, tell him to suck my balls.
-Amy
Amy slid her phone back to her pocket and went back to her drink. They were all just sitting around and BSing when the Hardys walked up. Randy then realized he forgot about the presents the two had dropped off earlier. Oops. He pulled the presents off from the seat next to him and handed them to her.
"What are these?" she asked curiously.
"Oh they're from Matt and Jeff" Randy smiled at them. The Hardys smiled right back at him and sat down.
"Hope you like them" the elder Hardy grinned. Amy tore thru the presents and was stoked to say the least: they had signed an original Hardys poster for her and somehow had managed to find every Hardy t-shirt made in the 'Attitude Era.'
