Shivers * WWE Fanfic

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Randy knocking on my door is so surreal.

As surreal as Dean and I fake dating.

When I open the door Randy is standing there with a red flower. "Oh hi." I say as he hands it to me. "Hello. Ready for a fun evening?"

"I am. I need some fun." He smiles as I put the flower on my nightstand. "I'll put it on water when I come back."

We're walking to the elevator and I'm praying we don't bump into Sasha or Dean. If we bump into Sasha I know she will say something about us.

I'm sure Randy still has feelings for Sasha so it's all going to be super awkward. "What's the plan for tonight?"

"Dinner and a movie. How does that sound?" He asks as we step in the elevator. "Sounds great."

Once we leave the hotel we walk to his car. He opens the car door for me and I get in. As he sits on the drivers seat I get a weird nervous feeling in my stomach.

Why does this feel so odd?

It's all I've been dreaming of since I developed a crush on him. Now that it's happening it doesn't feel right.

We stay silent while he begins driving. I feel the awkward silence and I decide to speak up. "So what restaurant are we going to?"

"An Italian one. It's very good. I've had it a few times." Italian? It would be too much coincidence if he takes me to that one Italian restaurant Dean and I went a few weeks ago.

"Oh. Okay. Well sounds lovely." I reply as I stare ahead on the road. "You'll love it. Sas..." he stops talking before he says her name.

I pretend not to hear it and stay silent. Even when she's not around she still haunts me. Luckily after a few minutes we get to the restaurant.

As I look at the name of the restaurant I bite the inside of my cheek. Unbelievable. It's the same restaurant. Why would he bring me here?

"Why this one?" I ask as he's unbuckling his seatbelt. "They've got great food. I was hoping you didn't mind. If you want though we could go somewhere else."

"No. It's fine." I unbuckle my belt and get out of the car. A lady at the desk asks if it's just us two and then a waiter takes us to a table.

I'm glad it isn't the same exact restaurant Dean took me. And where we ran into Sasha and Randy. It's still the same thing though and it only bring back memories.

"What would you like to drink?" The waiter asks. "Water." I answer quickly before he offers wine. "Lemonade." Randy says.

The waiter hands us a menu and walks away. I begin scanning the menu. There's a ton of weird names I've never heard before.

"Thank you for the flower. I liked it." I say as I'm reading the ingredients to a plate. "You're welcome. I was hoping you liked it. It's a very pretty flower. It's called amaryllis. It's Sasha's favorite and-"

He stops himself as I look at him. He's got an apologetic look on his face. "I'm sorry. I didn't realize I had said that. I'm sorry."

"It's okay." I say as I look down at my lap. "It's okay." I repeat to myself again. It's okay.

•••
Dinner was pretty quiet after that. Randy tried to talk but I couldn't keep the conversation going. After he said that it really upset me.

"I hope you like the movie." Randy says as he parks at the movie theatre parking lot. "Yeah I hope so."

"It's a fantasy/science fiction one. It's about-" when he stops talking I turn my head to see what he's looking at.

Dean and Sasha are coming out of the theatre and they're laughing. Sasha wraps her arm around his and he smiles as he pulls out his car keys.

They walk to Deans car where he opens the door for her. Before they get in they hug and I want to look away but I can't.

Finally after he gets in the car they drive away. I turn back to look at Randy who probably has the same look on his face like me.

"I bet she came to see that movie. She wanted to see it so bad." He says. I look at my lap and feel my eyes fill up with tears.

"Sorry. I did it again didn't I? Let's just go see a movie. It doesn't have to be that one-" I interrupt him before he's done. "Just take me to the hotel. I don't want to watch a movie anymore."

"But I thought-" I interrupt him once more. "Please. Just take me." He nods his head and turns on his car.

I blink several times to stop the tears from falling. In about twenty minutes we're back at the hotel.

It was probably the longest twenty minutes ever. We didn't speak at all and I'm glad we didn't. I'm glad he didn't say anything because it would've upset me even more.

When he parks at the hotel parking lot I quickly get out before he says anything. "Aj wait." Randy says quickly turning off his car.

"Wait." He gets in front of me and touches my arm. I step back so he won't touch me. "I don't want to talk right now."

"Come on. This was supposed to be a fun night. A night where we could connect. Where we could forget about everything that's happened."

"Oh yeah and how are we suppose to forget huh? After you constantly keep reminding me of Sasha of Dean. You brought me that flower because it's her favorite. You took me to that restaurant because she likes it. You took me to watch a movie she wanted to watch. How is that suppose to make me forget? To make you forget? It's impossible if you keep comparing her to me."

I walk away to the lobby. When I'm in I rush to the elevator. I just want to be alone in my room.

"Hey payjay. Are you okay?" Dean asks. I turn to see him and I want to so very badly hug him because I'm not okay.

"I-" before I even have time to explain what's happening Sasha walks out of the cafeteria. She's holding two coffees on her hand. "Dean. Our coffees are ready."

She doesn't even acknowledge the fact that I'm standing right here. Dean looks at me and then at her.

"I'll talk to you later okay?" He whispers. He quickly follows her behind and she turns around to smile in my direction.

I wasn't expecting him to speak to me over her but it still hurts. I take the elevator to my room and it feels like it's a long ride.

When I'm finally on my floor I hurry to my room. My hand is shaky as I try to unlock it with my room key.

My vision is blurry and as soon as my door opens I get in closing it behind. The flower is still laying on my nightstand.

I feel my anger flowing through my veins as I grab it and tear it apart. The tears are too much that I can't hold them in anymore.

I sit on the floor crying while holding the destroyed flower in my hands.