Hey guys, i'm sorry it's taken me so long to update! I've been super busy and haven't had a lot of spare time and when i do get on my computer to write chapters, i always get a mindblank. But i've managed to sit down and get some chapters sorted out! Please don't hate me! This one is only short but i want to space it out a little, the chapters coming up after this are a lot longer, so don't complain! :P I hope you enjoy, i do this for you! As always, please R&R as your responses and opinions are much appreciated! Thanks a lot guys, Jade. xo

CHAPTER 14: APOLOGY ACCEPTED

I slammed the door behind me after climbing into Orton's oversized hired car. I wasn't too sure about the make, but it was shiny, black and flashy, like a flashing beacon to anybody passing by saying 'oh hey, I must be rich and good-looking because I drive this bad boy'. It was pretty typical of him, to be completely honest. I strapped the belt around me and then got as comfortable as I could in the passenger seat; it was going to be a long journey, no matter how close the airport was.
A minute later I heard the door open on the other side of the car as Randy entered the vehicle, I didn't bother looking at him, I just kept my steady gaze staring out of the windscreen. I wouldn't let him shake me; he was an asshole and didn't deserve anything but anger from me. We sat in a tense silence until we drove out of the parking lot and slipped onto the main road.

"If this is your idea of talking I'd had to be on the receiving end of silent treatment." I commented in the most sarcastic voice I could gather. I heard him chuckle from beside me, a low sound that actually made my stomach tingle a little. But I soon pushed that reaction away as quick as I could.

"I don't understand why you hate me so much.." he began and after taking a quick glance towards him I noticed that a small grin had made its way onto his mouth. "You didn't seem to hate me that much the other night in the car on the way to A&E." he finished with a somewhat smug expression upon his face. I instantly came to my own defence.

"Hey! I had been drugged. I'm pretty sure I could have expressed my admiration to Vince without a second thought." I snapped, giving him a fierce expression which he noticed as he took a look towards me to catch my gaze momentarily before looking back to the road as he drove.

"Of course.. no doubt about it." he answered, pushing away the subject with a 'mmm.. sure you could' sarcastic kind of attitude.

"Ugh, why do you have to be such an asshole? Like, seriously! Is it just embedded into your DNA that you have to be a complete prick, or do you just enjoy acting that way?" I wanted to get all of my thoughts about him onto the table so he could hear how I viewed him.

"It's kind of funny, Tiffany.. You're calling me an asshole yet you've acted the exact same way towards me." Oh snap.. He's right. I have been a completely sarcastic, mouthy and snarky little bitch! But I wouldn't tell him that, I'd suffer in silence.

"So it's a collision of our personalities causing all of this trouble then, is that what you're suggesting?" I thought out loud, turning my head away from him to look out of the window. "Because it's not just that causing tall of this.. You've been harsh since the first day! We're on day three of me being here and from day one you've treated me like a piece of crap on your shoe. Leaving me to walk home in the rain, bruising my arm, shoving me against things, turning up when you're certainly not invited.. You've just been horrible from the start."
I finally told him, clenching my hands into fists in my lap to emphasize my frustration. "All I want is to get on with the people that I'm going to be working with for the foreseeable future! I'm not a fan of tension." Rant over, he could take that information and do whatever the fuck he wanted to do with it!

"I see.." he grumbled before falling silent. Had he lost his tongue or was he just going to be an idiot and just not answer me at all. "Look.. I don't say this often so you better cherish it.. I apologise for the way I've treated you and made you feel.."

I couldn't believe my ears! THE Randy Orton, apologising.. to me? "Hang on there buddy, let me get out my phone and record this madness." I joked, digging into my pocket for my device.

"Don't even bother.. are you going to listen to me and accept it, or not? I'm only saying it once." He was deadly serious, casting a quick look over to me before looking back to the road. Safety first, right?

"Okay.. Chill out, hotshot. I accept your apology.. For now at least. Just don't do something that's gonna make me regret that." I informed him, passing along my conditions on forgiveness.

"I'll try.. I think I deserve an apology too.. I was in a lot of pain yesterday.. Being kneed in the balls isn't the most pleasant experience." He grumbled, arching an eyebrow and wincing slightly as he brought up the subject. I loved how expressive his facial features were.

"Well, you did deserve it.. You were being a douchebag. But I apologise nonetheless.. I shouldn't have reacted so harshly." I couldn't help but giggle.. inflicting pain on people who deserved it was actually quite fun. Sadist? No.. just a bitch who finds thing like that funny.

"Apology accepted.. For now." He copied what I had said in a teasing tone of voice, a small grin tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"I'm glad this is sorted.. I haven't cursed at somebody that much in a long time.. I think I need to rinse my mouth out with soap." I laughed, lifting my hands to push my fingertips through the roots of my hair to the very end, shaking out the tangles that I came across.

"It's a good attitude to have.. Especially in this business.. Don't change it." he commented before falling silent. And we continued to sit in silence, probably just thinking about what had transpired and how it hadn't been expected. Well, I certainly hadn't expected it. Maybe asshole Orton could be a good guy after all. I guess only time would tell.