Sorry i didn't get this chapter up sooner, but i had a lot of testing at school. I just want to thank all of you who reviewed, alerted and favorited. Its means a lot thank you. Now, here's the next chapter and i hope you guys like it! =)
Jeff woke to an empty bed. If he recalled correctly last night he and Alexis… 'What have I done?' Jeff thought and he hurried to pull on some clothes and search for Alexis. He gave a quick glance at the clock on his nightstand and saw that it was well past the time Alexis' flight was scheduled to leave. It may have been a bit selfish, but he hoped she had had missed her flight and that she was still here. He screwed things up and needed to find a way to fix it.
He searched his house for any sign of her, but there was nothing left. He noticed that the guitar he had given her was right where he put it last night. He picked it up as if it was going to crumble at the touch. He was hit with a flash of memories from the nigh before. They were blurred a bit from the alcohol that had been running through his veins at the time, but he could still make them out. 'What have I done?' He though once more.
Jeff carefully laid the guitar back in its original spot and headed to his outside porch. As he sat down in one of the few chairs he had put out there he saw a flash of lightning in the distance. Only then did he notice the nearly black rain clouds up above. Jeff imaged himself in one of those old cartoon where a black storm cloud hovered over someone who was having a pretty crappy day. His day had just begun and it was probably one of the worst he's had yet.
To only make this even more crappy, the sky seemed to open up and rain pours from the dark could up above.
Jeff didn't care though. He just sat there as the water soaked his hair and clothes. His multi-colored hair felt wet around his face as he leaned back in his chair. Jeff closed his eyes, feeling the bone chilling rain hit and reflect off his skin. He tried to gather his thoughts and tried to figure a way that he might be able to solve this problem that he'd created, if there was even a solution to this problem of his…
Alexis stepped off her plane in a daze. The whole plane ride she tried to block out the memory of the night before. When she thought she had finally put them to rest, something would remind her of Jeff and she would lose it again.
She caught sight of a familiar face and tried her best to smile, but had little success. She had asked he to come and pick her from the airport before she got on her flight that morning. He also caught sight of her and began walking towards her. When he finally reached her, he could tell something was wrong, but decided not to try and push. He gave her a quick hug and took her bags.
"Hey, Alexis. So how was the mini-vacation to the Hardy household?" Phil smiled and tried to lift up the mood seeing as that Alexis looked somewhat depressed and on the edge of breaking.
There it was, that name. Alexis couldn't take it anymore. The memories flashed before her and she broke down. Phil was taken back with Alexis' reaction but took her in his arms and tried to calm her down. He rubbed her back and said soothing words. Before a crowd could gather Phil led her to his car and helped her into the passenger seat. He didn't ask questions, he didn't want to pry and make it harder for her. He figured she would tell him when she was good and ready.
Alexis had managed to pull it together, but just started blankly out the window. The rest of the car ride to the hotel, Alexis said only one thing. Phil barley managed to catch it, but it sounded as if she said, "I'm just like him'. Phil hadn't a clue to who she was referring to. Adam? Jeff? John? Randy?…..Randy…..why did Phil have a gut feeling she was taking about him? Randy was the one person you would never want to be compared to. He was a lying, deceiving, cheating low life and one day, Phil hoped, Karma would come back around to bite him in the ass.
By the time they reached the hotel, Phil had reached the decision that Alexis would say in his room with him. He grabbed her bags out of the trunk and lead Alexis up to his room.
An hour later, the two WWE superstars sat on the couch in a somewhat awkward silence. Phil's mind was still trying to figure out the whole 'I'm just like him' thing.
"In the car you said 'I'm just like him'. Who where you taking bout?" Phil asked and he looked at Alexis. Alexis met his eyes and said flatly, "Randy."
'I knew it! But why?" Phil wondered. "Why? What did you to that was so terribly bad that you felt the need to compare yourself to-"
"I slept with Jeff." Alexis blurted out.
"What? You slept with Hardy?" Phil couldn't believe what she had told him and something told him she wished she didn't believe it herself. He noticed that as soon as she said it, the cloudiness and distance look in her eyes seemed to fade a bit.
"He was drunk, I was drunk. You know I have a problem with alcohol….." Alexis then preceded to tell Phil what had had happened the nigh before. As she told him this it seemed as if a weight had been lifted off her shoulders. "You can't tell ANYONE, Phil. Not even John. It was a mistake and I wish that I could go back and stop it from happening. I basically cheated on Adam. I accused him of it and then go head and do it myself! What the fuck is wrong with me? I'm a cheater just like Randy!" She buried her face in her hands and tried to hold back the tears.
Phil rubbed her back and said, "I swear, I won't breath a word, not even to John. We're the only people that have to know. And I'm about GTS you in a couple seconds."
"Cuz I slept with Jeff?"
"No, because you compared yourself to that poor excuse of a human being. What happened between you and Jeff was a total accident. A drunk accident. What Randy did is totally different. He knowingly cheated on you. Twice. And the second time it had been going on for, what, a month? Don't ever compare yourself to him. Your nothing alike." Sure he was a little disappointed in her for letting alcohol get the better of her like it usually did, but she didn't deserve to be compared to Randy. "Now, I'll bet money that you haven't been to a gym since you left. So, lets go and get you back in shape. Plus, if there's one thing that I know about you its that running 5 miles on a treadmill gets your mind off anything." Phil smiled at her and she smiled back, the first smile he had seen on her face since he had picked her up from the airport. They both got up and got ready to head to the downstairs gym.
Three hours later they had gotten back from the gym and immediately prepared to head to the arena. Alexis had gotten a text from Vince saying he needed to speak with her about her new updated storyline.
"You ready to head back to work?" Phil tossed Alexis her phone as she emerged from the bathroom. Alexis caught her phone and sipped it into her back pocket.
"No, not really. I'm gonna try and not get noticed till I have to walk through that curtain. Too many people are gonna ask too many question and I don't feel like dealing with that right now." Alexis didn't feel like being bombarded with a ton of question, most of which she knew where going to be about Adam.
"Take this." Phil handed her his favorite hooded. It had 'Misfist' written on it, which was one of his favorite bands. "With any luck, if you keep the hood up, people might think your me," Phil said jokingly. He could see that glint in her eye and knew the old Alexis was pretty close to being back.
Alexis pulled the hoodie on and smiled at Phil. "Thanks, bro. Now, you ready to get going? Don't wanna keep the big boss man waitin'." They both headed towards the door with Phil in front. Phil took one step outside of the room and saw someone walking down the hall. He pushed Alexis back in the room before the person had a chance to see her. He closed the door behind him as if he was the only person that was leaving the room.
Alexis was about to go for the door handle and jump Phil for that but then she understood why he did it. She heard Phil, on the other side of the door, greet someone.
"Hey, Adam. How ya doin', man?" Phil could only imagine what would have happen if those to came face to face. He was glad he caught her in time.
The blond Canadian pulled a smile onto his face as he saw the straight edge superstar. He still kept what Jay had talked to him about the other day in the back of his mind. He couldn't let his own self-pity bring other people down. "Hey, Phil. I'm doin' as good as I guess someone in my situation could do." Alexis could here the pain in his voice and it hurt her to know she caused it.
"I'm sorry man. I know you're hurtin', but hopefully things'll come together soon." Phil wonder what Adam would do if he knew that Alexis was just behind the door behind him.
"You know what she said to me yesterday, Phil? She said I deserved someone better and that absolutely killed me. I don't know what's running through her head. Why can't she realized she's the only person I want and that she's perfect to me. Why does she have to be so thick? She reminds me a lot of you." Adam said with a brief smile crossing his face as he said the last part about her and Phil.
"We're not thick, just extremely strong minded." Phil said with a chuckle.
"Oh yeah, sure. That's what it is." Adam ran his finger through he hair and asked Phil, "You headed to the arena, cuz me and Jay are about to leave if you nee a ride.."
"Oh, no. Its ok. I got my own ride, but thanks anyway."
"Alright then, see you later." Adam then headed down the hallway towards the elevators. When he was out of sight, Phil knocked on the door and said that it was clear to come out.
Alexis opened the door. "Thanks for that one Phil. That would have been...well.." Alexis didn't feel the need to finish that sentence seeing that she figured Phil could finish it by himself.
"Yeah, lets head the other way. I think there's some elevators that way too."
Alexis had her hood up as he walked backstage. She had just got back from talking with Vince about her storyline. She tried to convince him to ignore her idea of the whole Jeff thing, but he said that it was a great storyline idea and that it was to late to change it. Alexis wished she'd just kept her mouth shut and not request the whole Jeff thing, but it was too late now. It was official. Sunday she would come out dressed as him and cut a promo. Then during her and Amy's ladder match where the IC championship was up for grabs, she had to pull off as many moves of his as she could. She was trying so hard to forget about Jeff and now she had to imitate him. Great, Just great.
"Love the jacket Anderson!" Alexis stopped in her tracks as she heard the voice call after her. She smiled as she tuned and saw Mike 'The Miz' Mizanin walking in her direction in his ring gear since he must have the opening match in a hour or so.
"You know it's a different Misfit stupid. Then again you never where very bright when is came to things that didn't involve you." Mike came up to her and gave her a quick hug.
"Yeah, that's so true." Mike rolled his eyes and laughed. "So where ya been?
"Took a little break. I'm back though and ready to kick ass again." She continued to smile.
"Well, I better get going. It was nice seeing you, Anderson." Mike gave her another huge and began to walk off when Alexis call, "Ditto, Mizanin." She heard Mike laugh as he disappeared from view.
Alexis kept her head down as she continued to walk. She was staring at the ground and not really looking ahead which is when things really started to go down hill. Alexis bumped into someone and when she looked up and made eye contact with those icy blue eyes, she wished she'd kept walking.
"Well, well, well. Thought you were supposed to come back Sunday?" Just hearing his voice made her want to punch him in the face.
"Vince wanted me back early." She said coldly.
"Oh, I thought is might be because you might have wanted to patch things up with Copeland. I heard you guys aren't together anymore." He began to close the space between them, which caused Alexis to back up and have her back against the wall.
"I'm not here for him, Randy and you heard right. We aren't together." He was close enough now that Alexis could smell his cologne, She used to love that smell, but not it sent an icy chill shooting through her body.
"What a shame. Good thing is though, there's not a pathetic excuse of a boyfriend to get in my way." Randy continued to advance. 5 feet, 4 feet, 3, 2...only inches away from her. She had nowhere to go. She knew she couldn't fight him as much as she wish she could. He could over power her, not by much but he could. Then she heard a voice that defiantly brought mixed emotions. She wasn't sure to be happy to hear his voice or to want to get away even more.
"Back off Orton!"
Hope you guys liked it and i'll try to get the next chapter as soon as i can, but i got more testing coming up. Please remember to review! =)
