-Randy's POV-
Did you see that?! What the hell is Dani doing with that bleached boso?! I was beyond mad. If anything that should be me, not him! I made my way to my locker room in a hurry. I wasn't in the mood to deal with anyone or anything else. I got to my locker room and slammed the door. I just wanted to break Sheamus's face. I couldn't believe that after all me and Dani have been though, she just runs off to the Irish idiot.
I picked up a pillow from the couch and threw it at the TV. I could feel the fire burning in my chest. I can't believe her! And I was the one to think she actually cared! I grabbed the glass bowl of candies on the coffee table and it shattered against the wall. Glass and candy went everywhere. That felt good. So good. I picked up the remote to the TV and threw it at the wall. Some of the buttons came out while it split in half. Oh, that felt great. I knocked over the coffee table and it laid on it's side. Some of the wood split open but it wasn't much damage.
STOP!
What the hell do you want?
STOP BREAKING THINGS ,YOU BARBARIAN!
I'll do whatever the hell I want.
And how are you gonna pay for the destruction you've caused?
He had a point. I forget to think I still have to pay for everything I break. I stayed silent.
That's what I thought. You need to calm your ass down. And this is why I broke you two off.
I don't think she would run off to Sheamus if we were still together.
Oh really? You saw her with Sheamus earlier. You'd have to be stupid to not realize she thought you were just a fling too. You're welcome.
Maybe he's right. Maybe no matter what I would've done, she would've gone running to him. I took a couple of deep breaths to calm myself down.
Are you done breaking things?
Yes, I'm done.
Good, now you have to leave a check before you leave.
Well how much should I leave?
Let's see, the remote had to cost at least $60 since it's not a universal sadly, the glass was real and I'm guessing around $20, $30. And the table, wait don't we know someone in the town that can fix it?
Yeah, we do. If I call him maybe we can get a discount.
It still would cost like $40 to fix it.So that's about $130. Dammit, Randy, was your jealousy really worth $130?
Would you rather have me pay $130 for broken items, or $5,000 for someone's broken face?
Point taken.Just pack you bags and get back to the hotel. I've done my job for the day, I don't need you breaking anything else tonight.
I rolled my eyes and started putting everything in my bag. I pulled out one of my signature shirts to put in on since I knew it was cold outside. A also changed my shoes to sneakers. I looked around the place those three things I broke actually took a lot of space making the room look a mess.I at least picked up the table and let the locker room.
I walked down the hall to Mr.McMahon's office. My step was fast so it wouldn't take long to get to the office and get out of here. I got very nasty glares from everyone I walked past. I guess they could hear the breaking and screaming and yelling. Hell, who couldn't. It's not my fault I have a bad temper. When they looked at me, I looked back and burned into their soul. They'd look away immediately.
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Daniella's Up Rise
FanfictionA spring off from the first book (Little Ms.Mystery), Daniella is on her own. Her best friend's in jail. And now she's all alone. Can't blame her, she's been through some tough things. First Kane, then her and Randy. Now it's time for more things to...