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I tried to make it out of the arena as fast as possible. I didn't want to run into Melina or Mickie and I certainly didn't want to run into Randy. For some reason, Tonight went from being one of the best days of my life, to the worst. Most of the superstars and divas were going to some club like they usually do, but I couldn't be bothered. I planned on going back to my hotel room, which I shared with Gail and watch my Gossip Girl Season 2 DVD package I got for my birthday. As I was zipping up my suitcase, I heard the locker room door open. It made me jump slightly because I was the only diva in the locker room at the moment. RAW was still taping, so most people were in catering or preparing for matches or segments. I glanced to the door to see Victoria Crawford better known as Alicia Fox. She gave me a smile as she proceeded to her bags. I returned the smile and pulled my suitcase off the bench and wheeled it towards the door. As I proceeded out the door, I saw a number of wrestlers and divas staring at me. I rolled my eyes. The only topic that everyone seemed to be talking about was the little get together I had with Eve Torres. I shook it off, I wasn't in the mood. I saw Beth walking down the hall. She came up to me with a grin on her face. "You've got some great moves out there, Hemme." She complimented. I smiled at her. "Thanks, Phoenix," I mocked before continuing, "But I'm not a rookie, I've been wrestling for a good 7 years." I assured her. "Still, I'm impressed." Beth said. "Well thank you, it means a lot. Anyway I'm off; I've got a date with my hotel room couch." I smiled at her as we said our goodbyes and deceased in our own directions. As I turned the corner I could see Mickie and Melina talking to a few of the rookie wrestlers I didn't recognized. I panicked and subsided to the other corner which lead to god knows where. As I was walking, trying to work out where I was, I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket. I pulled my blackberry out of my back jean pocket and glanced down at the screen.
NEW MESSAGE!
Unknown Number.
A confused expression spread across my face as I stopped walking and placed my suitcase up against the walls. I opened the message and read over the text. I narrowed my eyes when I read the message and who the sender was. The message read:
Christy, can we talk?
RKO x
I rolled my eyes, groaning a loud. I had nothing to say to him; and even if I did have anything to say to him, I'd probably get lost in his eyes and forget how to speak. My fingers pressed against the buttons as I typed my reply to his message.
Talk? Please Randy, we have nothing to talk about.
How did you get my number anyway?
I didn't know how long it would talk for Randy to reply back, so I decided I would try and find my way out as fast as possible. It eventually took me about two minutes to find the green exit sign. I made my way as quickly as possible towards the door. I opened the door and looked outside, just to make sure it was the right car park. To my relief it was. I dragged my suitcase towards my rental car, opening the trunk. As I placed my suitcase in the trunk, I felt my phone vibrate again. I shut the trunk of the car and made my way into the driver's side of the car. Once I had my seat belt on and the ignition was warming up, I opened the message.
Adam gave me your number.
Christy, it's been 5 years. Why don't I come to your hotel room and we can talk about it?
I made a mental note to kill Adam when I next saw him. Of course it would have been him who gave Randy my number; Stupid Copeland.
No Randy and I don't care how long it's been. I don't care about your excuses. Just leave me alone.
I have nothing to say to you. Goodbye Randy.
CLH.
Once I pressed the send button, I could feel a whole load of emotions running through my body. I began to think about how a part of me wanted to give Randy another chance. Although after the pain he caused, I didn't think I could forgive him. I mean, I still love Randy and I always have. I even tried moving on, I dated Lance Hoyt for a good three or four months, but the feelings for Randy never disappeared. I can remember when Randy admitted to sleeping with her. I can remember that smirk she had on her face. I can also remember slapping the taste out of her and Randy's mouth. That smirk that was plastered on her lips was replaced with a red stinging hand mark. To be perfectly honest, I think if Randy never cheated on me, maybe I would have stayed with WWE. But I needed to get away, any place I could run away too. It seems like the coward way, but it was just too hard to stick around.
After I arrived at the hotel and checked in. I walked into an empty room. Gail hadn't arrived here yet, which meant I could get the best bed. I chose the one closest to the bathroom and window. I placed my bags down beside the couch. I had a shower and got changed into my pajamas, placing my long red locks into a high pony tail. I took off my 'C' necklace and placed it on the bedside table. I hopped into bed and faced the window, looking out at the San Diego City Night lights. I smiled at myself at the view. I slowly closed my eyes, slowly drifting off before I heard banging on the door. I groaned aloud and pulled the blanket off my body, standing up and making my way over to the door. I opened the door, rubbing my eyes. I looked up to see Randy Orton standing there. I rolled my eyes and went to slam the door in his face, although he must have expected it because he placed his foot in between the closing door. I sighed in frustrating as I placed my hand on my hip. "What do you want Randy?" I asked in a sleepy voice. "Look, I didn't mean to wake up," he began before I interrupted him. "I didn't get there yet. I was rudely interrupted by a certain Legend Killer." I stated bitterly. "As I was saying," he continued "I really want to talk about everything. We didn't get the chance." He said, looking at me with sincere eyes. "You know, I would Randy, but" I began semi-sarcastically. "I'm expecting a roommate back very soon. So yeah, sorry." I rolled my eyes as I tried to close the door again. "Do you mind?" I asked, motioning his foot standing in between the door and the door frame. "Your roommate is Gail, right?" he questioned. I nodded before folding my arms over my chest. "Well, I saw her and Matt dancing on the dance floor of the club just 30 minutes ago. It doesn't seem like she's coming back anytime soon." I breathed in aloud before murmuring "Great." Under my breath. Randy's renowned smirk plastered across his face. "So now you have no reason to not talk to me." He confirmed. I looked at him before sighing. "Actually, yes I do; my own opinion. So Randy, move your damn foot and let me sleep." I sighed as I attempted to close the door again. "Christy. Would you just hear me out?" he asked, rather aggravated by my stubbornness. "Fine. If you can give me one good reason to let you in, I will." Randy stepped forward and looked at me. "Because I love you and I know you still love me." I was taken aback by his statement; it caused me to step back. After staring into his eyes for a good 20 seconds, I eventually broke the gaze and glanced the ground, before stepping aside letting him through. "Thank you."
I turned the lights on and closed the door. Randy made his way over to the couch and made himself comfortable. I made my way over to the mini-fridge and grabbed myself a bottle of water. I sat next to him on the couch and crossed my legs. I looked at Randy, who was looking to the ground. Once he caught my gaze I immediately spoke. "So? Explain." I said bluntly, I really wasn't in the mood to beat around the bush. Randy nodded understanding that I obviously wasn't here to play games. "Where do you exactly want me to start?" He asked. I let out a small laugh. "Are you serious? I don't know; maybe explain to me why you slept with her?" I said sarcastically. Randy ran his fingers through his thin hair and looked to the ground before speaking. "Well, Sam came to my hotel room and said she needed to speak to me. I hesitated letting her in, but I did," before he could continue, I interrupted him. "That was smart wasn't it?" I muttered sarcastically. "Christy, please?" he asked softly. I rolled my eyes. "Fine." I gave in, throwing my hands in the air slightly. "We talked and she told me she was sorry and that I meant everything to her. I told her clearly that I loved you and that I didn't have any feelings for." I rolled my eyes. Maybe I was being a bitter stubborn about it, but he doesn't deserve my forgiveness, let alone to explain his actions.
"One thing lead to another and she was top of me. She kissed me and for some stupid reason I kissed her back. Then-"before he continued I interrupted him. "Please, please stop. I don't need to know the details." I closed my eyes holding my hands in front of my body. I didn't need to hear about him having sex with his ex-girlfriend. "So are you finished?" I asked, opening my eyes. Randy looked up at me, looking me dead in the eyes. "You do believe me, don't you?" he asked sincerely. I nodded. "Yes. I do believe you, I just don't forgive you." I stood up, but he grabbed my wrist and pulled me back down on the couch. "Christy, if I didn't care about you, I would have never told you I slept with her." I scoffed and shook my head twice. "Randy, no you didn't. You probably just did it to clear your conscience. Now please, go." Randy stood up and took in a deep breath. He turned to me and paused for a moment. "Christy, you do know I still care about you, don't you." I closed my eyes and shook my head when I felt my eyes watering. I turned away; I couldn't bare for him to see me cry. I could feel him sit down on the couch and turn to me. I didn't turn to look at him because I feel a few stray tears flowing down my cheek. I quickly wiped them away. Randy placed his hand on the side of my face and turned my face to his. I still couldn't look at him. "Christy," he paused. I closed my eyes for a moment before staring him straight in the eyes. "Randy. Just go." I ordered although he didn't move. "Not while you're like this." Before I could say anything he crashed his lips against mine. I kissed him back, allowing his tongue to enter my mouth. Before I knew it, my back was against the couch and he was on top of me. The kiss became deeper and passionate. I didn't want to move, I wanted to stay like this forever. For the first time in 5 years, I forgot everything.
I heard giggling outside the hotel room. I ignored it though, until the door open. "Shh, Christy's probably asleep." The familiar voice said as she walked into the room. They hadn't noticed us yet, but Randy and I just froze. We both looked at each other. Before either of us could do anything, Gail and Matt Korklan aka Evan Bourne were standing at the side of the couch, their jaws hanging open at the sight in front of them. Gail and Matt were both drunk, it was obvious to tell. I just looked at the couple and then back at Randy. I bit my bottom lip at the intension in the room. The four of us didn't say a word for a few moments. I eventually pushed myself up on the couch, which forced Randy to get off me. Gail and Matt just looked at each other before making their way towards the door. I jumped off the couch and shouted to them. "You two, come here." I ordered, pointing to the floor in front of me. The two obeyed and slowly made their ways towards me. "This doesn't leave this room, got it." I stated sternly. The two superstars nodded and quickly made their way out of the hotel room. A few moments after the two left the room, Matt scurried back and shut the door. I sighed and turned to Randy, who just sat there awkwardly. I ran my hands over my hair. So much for my master plan. "Christy you can't keep ignoring your feelings." Randy said standing up and making his way over to me. He grabbed my hands but I pushed his away. "Randy…" I paused, trying to gather my thoughts."I just… I can't trust you again." I paced around the room while Randy just stood there looking at me. "I just need some space, please?" I asked softly. Randy nodded and made his way out the door. He looked at me. "Are you sure Christy?" He asked. I looked to the floor before glancing up into his blue eyes and nodded. "Yes Randy, I am." I confirmed before closing the door. I walked over to the bed and sat on the edge of the bed. I took a deep breath in and rested my face in hands. I shook my head. I needed to find a way to get over him and fast.
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