Chapter 10 - Boys Should Think With Their Brains
Another Monday night on the road. Another Monday Night RAW. Ash Irving would be lying if he said that he couldn't do this for the rest of his life. It was so weird that being on the road with his father and the WWE could feel so like home. Maybe it was because he had been travelling with his father on the road since he was 5 years old. Maybe it was because he associated the WWE with how much he enjoyed seeing his father during school vacation because he couldn't see his father during the school semester growing up. Maybe it was because he genuinely loved the WWE.
It was funny how the more time he spent here, the less appealing being President Of The United States became. What the hell was he still doing at Yale? He needed to "grow some and make the stupid decision already" as Heidi would probably have said. She would have told me to just give up on Yale already because he had been second guessing it that much lately that it obviously wasn't what he really wanted to do. According to Heidi "you don't just second guess your dreams, dreams are final and set in stone". Where the hell did she come up with this stuff anyway? And why the hell was it such good advice?
She was his best friend and as much as he loved that, he hated it at the same time. It meant that he got to spend all the time in the world with her and he loved that, but it also meant that he could never be more to her than just her best friend. He knew that Heidi didn't see him like that and he hadn't ever thought about her like that until last summer on the road when suddenly he started seeing her in another light.
It was the first day of his summer on the road and just like any other summer he was spending the summer on the road with his father and Heidi was doing exactly the same. They had been doing it every summer since Heidi was 5 and he was 7. They had been best friends ever since, but last summer everything had changed for him. He had been chilling in his dad's locker room while his dad was prepping for a match he had later that night and she had come and found him as soon as she had arrived with her dad to the arena. Her hair had grown out of that terrible black "lesbian" pixie cut she'd unfortunately experimented with the summer before and she'd grown out of her tomboy phase. Her hair was its natural straight and loose around her shoulders. It had grown to the point in just one year where it now reached her waist. It was a dark chestnut brown and it really brought out the bright blue in her eyes. Or maybe it was the make-up she had on. There wasn't much of it but he'd never seen her with a shred of it on before. Then there was what she had on that just added to the fact that she looked absolutely stunning that day. It wasn't anything special and it wasn't anything fancy. It was just a pair of jeans, a pair of black boots that came up to just above her knee and a top. Nothing special. She could have very well had just thrown it on but it was the fact that it was his green flannelette shirt she had on that just made his heart race. She had taken a liking to it the summer before and she had obviously taken it upon herself to keep it. He thought he'd lost that shirt. Truth was, it was now it better hands and on a body that he much preferred seeing it on.
It didn't help that as soon as she saw him sitting there on the couch in the middle of the locker room she ran over and jumped ontop of him, engulfing him in the biggest hug ever. A kiss on the cheek later whilst she was pretty much straddling him on the couch and that was it for him. There was no turning back and ever since that moment every moment he had spent with her had just made him fall for her even more. It was something he couldn't help but it was also something he couldn't act upon because he didn't want to ruin the amazing friendship they had. As clichéd as it was, he would rather have her as just his best friend rather than risk their friendship for something more only to have it blow up in his face, he'd end up hating him and them never talking again.
Shaking himself from his thoughts, Ash continued to walk the backstage corridors completely pumped for tonight's RAW. It was two weeks before Wrestlemania and it was a well-known fact that the few weeks leading up the Wrestlemania really hype up the biggest night in sports entertainment. Tonight was sure to be an amazing RAW and Ash couldn't wait to see it. Well he couldn't wait to see his gorgeous best friend and what she decided to wear to flatter her gorgeous self whilst they sat front row tonight. It brought a smile to Ash's face. Unfortunately that smile soon faded as he reached the dressing room of Tyler Hadson – the place that Heidi had said she would be before the show. Not even bothering with courtesy, just in case all he met on the other side of the door was that retarded rookie, Ash simply and casually opened the door to the dressing room and then suddenly wished he just hadn't.
"Hey Ash!" Heidi called before Ash could turn heal and pretend he hadn't ever walked in on what he had unfortunately just witnessed.
There she was. Heidi Maree Orton. Sitting on a steel chair in the centre of Tyler Hadson's dressing room next to the son of a bitch. He was also seated on a steel chair pretty much ontop of Heidi's and it didn't look like they'd been talking about the weather.
"Heids," Ash replied with a forced smile as he tried to look his best friend in the eye instead of looking at that son of bitch's hand sitting dangerously high up on her almost bare thigh.
"Did you just get here?" Heidi replied with a smile, completely oblivious to the building tension in the room as Tyler's head turned so his eyes could lock with Ash's "I wasn't sure if you got my message cause you didn't reply."
"Yeah I just got here about half an hour ago, Dad had some spotting he had to do with Mark for his match in the ring before the crowd starts piling in," Ash replied leaning in the doorway as he continued to stare down Tyler Hadson.
"I cannot wait to see that match tonight!" Heidi exclaimed excitedly "Dad's got a match with Glenn tonight."
"I saw that on the line up," Ash commented "Main event."
"You know it," Heidi replied with a big smile.
"Baby are you staying backstage with me to help me warm up for my match tonight?" Tyler spoke to the young Orton as he finally turned to face her, his hands coming to rest at the top of her denim shorts, fiddling with the hem of her purple singlet top.
"Of course I am," Heidi replied with a smile as she turned to face Tyler, whose lips were pretty much already puckered in her face.
Ash rolled her eyes as the scene unfolded infront of him. He was either going to throw up then and there or he was going to lunge forward and put Tyler Hadson's head through the wall. He liked option b better. Option a would be preferable if it was all over Tyler but Ash was pretty sure he was going to select option c: just stand there and not do a damn thing about it.
"Is that OK with you Ash?" Heidi spoke again, breaking Ash out of his thoughts as he locked eyes with Heidi again.
Those baby blues were looking more innocent as ever right now. He hated it when she looked at him like that especially when she was asking him that question. She had to know that he wasn't going to say no and make a big fuss even though that's what he really wanted to do.
"Yeah sure Heids," Ash replied as he forced another smile.
"Are you sure?" Heidi asked again, her baby blues growing wider.
"Absolutely," Ash replied with a little more enthusiasm "I'll probably just go and watch RAW from my dad's dressing room. I was way tired from the drive up anyway so I'll probably end up falling asleep."
"You will not," Heidi replied with a cheeky smile "Tonight is going to be one of the best RAW's of the year Ash – it's two weeks before Mania! You know that!"
Yes I know perfectly well Miss Orton, thanks for rubbing it in.
"Next week is the week I'm holding out for," Ash replied.
"True. Very true," Heidi replied with a wide smile in Ash's direction.
Ash could feel his growing frustration at being under Tyler's stare and decided that he better remove himself from the equation before he did something about Tyler Hadson.
"Well I better get going," Ash said as he smiled in Heidi's direction "See you tomorrow then?"
"Sure," Heidi simply replied with a smile of her own as she then watched her best friend turn heel and quietly close the door behind him.
Heidi did feel bad about bailing on Ash tonight but Tyler obviously really needed her here with him before his big match tonight. But did he really? A match against Zac Ryder wasn't exactly a 'big' match and Tyler didn't exactly need her around to warm up, so now she felt really bad about having ditching Ash tonight when he'd obviously come looking for her. Heidi didn't exactly have much time to ponder the situation any further as she suddenly felt herself being pulled flush against the muscular structure infront of her. Tyler's hands pulled her forcefully against his body and his hands started roughly groping her backside as his lips attached to her neck like he was trying to draw blood from her skin.
"Tyler, cut it out," Heidi joked as she giggled and tried to detach Tyler's lips from her neck "I don't want to be walking around backstage with a cheap hickie on my neck."
"Hickie's are so hot though babe," Tyler mumbled into the crook of her neck as he continued his ministrations with his lips on her skin.
"Tyler stop it," Heidi repeated as she continued to try and remove his lips from her neck, not giggling anymore as it was actually growing super uncomfortable that Tyler wasn't easing up.
"Fine," Tyler suddenly said as his lips moved to Heidi's lips as he forcefully kissed her.
Heidi sighed as she kissed him back. Kissing on the lips she could do. It didn't result in hickie's that her father could see and she actually liked kissing Tyler, when he wasn't trying to swallow her with his entire mouth aided by his tongue.
The couple continued to kiss as Tyler's hands started to get rough again on Heidi's backside. Heidi reached around herself to cue him to ease up a little but then was met with a bigger problem as Tyler's hands flew to the front of her denim shorts and roughly started trying to conquer the zipper and button combination.
"Tyler, this is too fast," Heidi quickly said as she broke the kiss herself and used her hands to push away Tyler's.
"Come on baby," Tyler said, trying to ease her back into it as one of his hands started rubbing up and down her arm whilst the other remained on the button to her shorts "You know you want this. We're just doing what feels good."
Tyler then brushed Heidi's left breast with his hand that had just left her arm. Heidi's eyes watched intently as his fingered her left breast through her shirt and then moved onto the right breast. He was right, it did feel good.
"I just wanna make you feel good baby," Tyler whispered in her ear as his hand started moving south again.
Heidi shuddered at the feeling of his hot breath in her ear. That felt good too. It all felt good. Her body relaxed into his touch and then once again he started with the roughness as he captured her lips in a desperate kiss and his hands started attacking her denim shorts. She hated it when he started to get rough. It was like he was utterly desperate to get into her pants and get her naked. He was wrong. This didn't feel good anymore.
"Tyler stop it," Heidi said calmly as she forcefully pushed Tyler's fast hands away from her shorts.
Tyler initially refused her action and simply kept darted for her shorts whilst his lips once again attached themselves to her neck.
"Tyler I said stop!" Heidi finally exclaimed, shoving Tyler hard in her chest.
Tyler looked at her like she was diseased.
"What the fuck is your problem?" Tyler exclaimed in response.
"What is your problem?" Heidi retorted, "I said to stop it and I meant it!"
"Geeze, stop being such a tease Heidi!" Tyler replied as he huffed in anger, his eyes almost rolling out of the top of his head.
Heidi was so angry that she didn't even want to dignify Tyler's comment with anything of her own. She simply readjusted her denim shorts as she got to her feet and stormed out of the room. Ignoring and refusing to listen to anything that came out of Tyler Hadson's mouth after that.
Lita had just opened the newest edition of WWE magazine after finally getting some alone time now that Randy was off warming up for tonight. The locker room was nice and quiet and although WWE magazine wasn't exactly her preferred reading material; she just wanted a little quiet alone time. She was all settled into the black leather couch underneath her. Her legs were comfortably tucked in underneath her body and her shoes were lying around somewhere in the locker room. Her hazel eyes had merely scanned the first sentence of the first of the fan letters when suddenly her soon to be 18 year old daughter burst through the door to the locker room in what looked like a pretty foul mood.
Lita watched as he daughter huffed and puffed, and stomped her way through the Orton dressing room without a single word emitting from her lips. The young girl finally stopped infront of the black couch opposite the one Lita was currently occupying and sat down with a final huff. The scowl on her face as clear as day.
"Boys should think with their brains instead of their dicks," Heidi scoffed as she folded her arms across her chest.
"Agreed," Lita said with a nod as she turned slightly to fully face her daughter, closing the magazine lying her hands "Is there a story behind this revelation of yours my dear?"
Heidi sighed as she pulled her legs up to her chest and crossed them infront of her.
"Are you OK hun?" Lita inquired as her eyes remained on her daughter.
Heidi let out another sigh as she finally turned to face her mother.
"Yeah I'm fine," Heidi admitted, "Just a little pissed off."
"At boys I'm assuming from your first statement," Lita continued "All of them or one in particular?"
"Just one," Heidi said rolling her eyes at the memory.
"Tyler?" Lita guessed.
"We were in one of the empty locker rooms kissing and all that and then all of a sudden he starts getting a little too hands on and he's starting to get rough with me and then I try to shake him off and tell him to slow down a little and then he gets pissed off with me and calls he a tease cause I'm not going to give it up to him," Heidi blurted out in one breath "We were in an empty locker room and we've been dating for a less than a month and he wants me to give it up to him already?"
"Teenage boys my dear," Lita sighed "Apparently their brain is not developed enough yet to handle any other thoughts apart from sex, sex and more sex."
"But I mean he shouldn't be getting angry at me for not wanting to have sex with him right?" Heidi questioned.
"No! Of course not!" Lita strongly retorted, "He should definitely not be getting angry at you. It's your decision and if you don't want to because you just don't want to or because you're not ready then he should respect that."
"How do you know when you're ready for your first time Mom?" Heidi asked bluntly.
Lita smiled at her daughter as she closed her magazine and chucked it onto the floor infront of her. She was always so grateful for the relationship she had with her daughter. That she and Heidi could talk about anything and everything. Heidi had never been afraid or second thought asking her mother about anything and this was a prime example. In all honesty, it was moments like this that Lita truly appreciated being a mother. Moments that her daughter, whether she was 6 years old and asking whether or not Santa Clause was real or whether she was nearly 18 years old and asking about sex, would come to her in search of advice, an opinion or just ear to listen.
"You'll know when you're ready Heids," Lita replied simply "It's not something you'll know at a particular age or when someone tells you it's the right time. It's just something that you'll know. Trust me."
"Did you ever want to just make it easy and wait until marriage?" Heidi honestly asked as she rested her cheek in her right hand.
Lita couldn't help but let a small laugh escape her lips.
"Oh sweetheart," Lita replied with a smile "If I had done that you probably wouldn't exist."
"Ha ha very funny Mom," Heidi said rolling her eyes at her mother "But seriously."
"No," Lita replied honestly with a shake of her head "I never intended on waiting until marriage for my first time."
"How come?" Heidi asked.
Lita sighed as she got up from her spot on her couch and walked over to find a seat next to her daughter on the adjacent couch.
"Whenever we've talked about sex, you remember I always told you that your first time should be with someone you love? Someone you trust? Someone who loves you?" Lita asked Heidi.
Heidi simply nodded.
"Well I never believed in waiting until marriage for your first time because I believe you should let yourself love before marriage," Lita explained.
"Like you shouldn't wait until marriage to let yourself love someone?" Heidi asked.
"Pretty much," Lita replied with a nod "It doesn't seem right to only let yourself love one person in your whole life."
"So Dad wasn't the only guy you ever loved then hey?" Heidi inquired with a nudge and a wink in her mother's direction.
"Your dad and I got together when I was like 25 sweetheart," Lita replied with a small chuckle "I would hope you would have expected me to have a decent relationship before 25!"
"Were there many more before Dad?" Heidi asked with a smile.
"Despite what I actually just said," Lita replied "There was only one before your Dad, but let's not talk about that right now."
"Not a nice memory?" Heidi offered as she noticed her mother tense up.
It was a rare sight because her mom was always completely open and honest with Heidi. She would tell it exactly how it happened and she would tell it exactly how it is. Just because Heidi was her daughter didn't mean that she sugar coated any of her past before she told it and it certainly didn't mean that stories were changed or altered before they reached Heidi's ears. Heidi liked that because she loved her mom's stories and she loved hearing about the way her mom saw the world. She loved hearing her mom's opinion because it was usually from a completely different perspective to her own.
"It ended terribly to say the least and unfortunately the terrible things didn't end with the relationship," Lita plainly explained to Heidi, finishing with a forced smile as she detached herself from the memory.
"Sorry," Heidi offered.
Lita smiled at her daughter.
"I'll tell you about it someday if you really want to know though," Lita added.
Heidi smiled at her mom.
"Wanna tell me about your first time instead then?" Heidi offered.
Lita raised an eyebrow at her daughter.
"C'mon mom," Heidi continued, "Did you love him?"
"No," Lita replied without hesitation.
"Not even a little bit?" Heidi asked.
"Not even a little bit," Lita said shaking her head.
"Douchebag?" Heidi offered.
"More than you can even imagine," Lita replied with a small laugh.
"How did it happen then?" Heidi asked.
Lita sighed as she took herself back to the memory.
"Steve," Lita started.
"Steve who?" Heidi asked.
"I have absolutely no idea," Lita replied with a laugh.
"Mom you didn't even know his last name?" Heidi gasped with a matching laugh "That's…."
"Before you say another word it was because it was the 80s and he was a rockstar," Lita said interrupting her daughter and raising her hands infront of her to allow herself to finish before Heidi spoke again "Rockstars didn't have last names in the 80's Heids. Madonna? Prince?"
"Mom I highly doubt that you dated anyone as high profile as Madonna in the 80s," Heidi said as she raised her eyebrow at her mother.
Lita couldn't help but laugh.
"OK so he wasn't as high profile as Madonna or Prince," Lita continued "But it was Sanford, North Carolina don't forget and him and his god awful heavy metal band were at the top of the A-list at our high school."
"Was he in your class?" Heidi inquired as she rested her head to the left and further into the black leather couch.
"I was a freshman and he was a senior," Lita explained.
"An older man and a rockstar?" Heidi inquired with a cheeky smile.
"Looking back on it now and unfortunately in the pages of my yearbook," Lita continued, "I have absolutely no idea what I was thinking. He had this black mullet type hairdo with this bleach blonde streak right down the middle. He wore way way too much make-up and leather, even for a guy in the 80's."
"Oh no mom," Heidi groaned as the image built up in her head.
"I thought he was an absolute God back then though," Lita continued as she mimicked her daughter's actions and leant her head against the couch to her right "I guess me and my friends were pretty much his little band's "groupies" if you will."
"So did you guys start dating then?" Heidi asked wanting to get to the more interesting part of the story.
"We never dated," Lita said shaking her head "My first time was behind the quad at our high school on the newly mown grass underneath the bleachers. It was hardly a romantic scenario and I had gotten myself into it as a result of one too many beers during an illegal after-hours party at our high school. I hardly remember any of it except for the fact that it was awful, whether it was because I was drunk or because it was my first time or because it was with him, I don't really know, but as soon as it was over I couldn't help but wish I had waited."
"For someone else?" Heidi asked.
"For someone else," Lita nodded "For somewhere else. For different circumstances. A different location. A sober state of mind. Everything. He didn't care about me. He didn't even know my name. He wasn't gentle with me. He wasn't there with me because he wanted to be with me. He was there with me because he wanted sex. I don't think he even kissed me once the entire time. Not before, not during, not after. After he just got up and left me there."
A silence enveloped the room as Heidi watched her mother intently. She was nibbling away at her bottom lip and she was fiddling with the hem of her shirt. She looked nervous and yet her mind looked like it was off somewhere else. Lost back in the memory of that moment so many years ago.
"I'm sorry mom," Heidi spoke softly.
"Don't be sorry Heids," Lita replied with a smile "It was a really long time ago. I was only 15 years old. I just wished that I had realized that I had the rest of my life for sex. I really wish I had of waited."
"Waited for Dad?" Heidi inquired.
"Not necessarily," Lita replied honestly "I just wish my first time was something I could remember clearly with someone who actually knew my name and who cared about me. It didn't have to perfect because I know that perfect is a little too much to ask for the very first time but I wanted it to be at least a memory I could look back on and smile when I thought about it."
"That's what I want my first time to be like," Heidi admitted.
"That's good Heids," Lita replied with a smile.
"I mean I know that your first time isn't supposed to be perfect," Heidi continued "But I at least want it to be a little bit a special."
"And it should be sweetheart," Lita nodded as she reached out for her daughter's hand "I don't want you to forget that and I absolutely don't want you to settle for anything less. I'd hate for your first time to be something that mirrored mine. You are so much smarter than I was at your age and that makes me feel really confident that you are going to make much better choices than I made when I was your age."
"I hope so," Heidi sighed.
"You will," Lita replied with a smile as she placed a hand on her daughter's knee "I know you will."
A/N: Just re-uploading this chapter because I realized that one of the paragraphs wasn't actually finished right at the beginning of the chapter, lol. So dumb. Really busy atm so I probably won't get around to updating this story for a few months now but I promise as soon as I get a free moment I will! Thanks so much for the reviews! Love you guys, Mrs Bridget Orton xoxo