based off the song by carrie underwood. i dont own the song nor do i own the characters you know.
She told him to never do anything to hurt her. She was not one to mess with when she was angry. Did she feel regret for the damage that was just done? Hell no. If anything she was fucking proud. Taking her jacket off, she made her way to the entrance of the bar.
" Hey, Bobby." The raven hair woman said to the guard outside of the door. He smiled back at her.
" Go on in, Charlotte." He said ushering her in. She sat down at her usual spot. The same spot where she had met him. She knew that he was here. Now it was only time before she made her move. A shot of whisky came sliding her way. Charlotte kept her eyes steady on the corner.
There he was. Feeding that fake blonde tramp her fruity drinks. Chuckling at the sight, she shot back another shot of whiskey. He once told her that's why he liked her, because she could shot drinks back with him. Charlotte knew he was getting her drunk, so he fuck her. He didn't have any idea that she knew about it.
She had found out about his wandering penis 2 months ago. She had showed up to surprise him and found him instead making out with one of his coworkers. In fact, it was the same one that was shoving her ass in his crotch.
" That motherfucker." She muttered to herself.
" Still cheating?" Her head snapped up to stool next to her. Charlotte glared at him before shooting back yet another shot.
" What do you think?" She shot back at him. The two stared at each other. Neither one could figure out why they were here. " I guess you are here because of her." He nodded to her guess.
" Well, I never thought anyone would want to cheat on Randy Orton." Charlotte said sarcastically.
" Fuck you, bitch." He spat at her. He didn't need her shit right now. He didn't blame her for the comments coming out her mouth. Both had known that they had cheating spouse, but neither one had done anything about it. "I'm gonna confront about it tonight."
Charlotte's head quickly turned towards Randy. " No! Let me go up to them first. I'll call her some names; maybe make her cry. Then you can dump her." Randy nodded his head in agreement. He knew how nasty Charlotte could be when she was pissed and clearly he didn't give a damn about how his soon to be ex- girlfriend felt. She was the one who fucked him over.
" Wish me luck." She stood up and walked over to the corner. Tapping him on the shoulder. He quickly turned around. " Hey Mark." Charlotte said with a huge smile. " Did I interrupt something?" She asked looking at the bleach blonde bimbo.
" Um, no I was just gonna teach Kelly here how to shoot a combo." He said with a grin.
" Nice try motherfucker. What do you think I am stupid?" The smiled dropped on Mark's face.
" Char, it's not like that." Mark began to say some excuse. Charlotte was not gonna have any of it. She simply dropped his keys into his hand.
" Have a great life with your whore." With that being said, she walked out of the bar.