Falling In, Falling Out

"But what if I don't want to leave... at least not you... without you I don't have the courage enough to fight against those two. You give me that courage, please... please don't go."

A/N: Hello everyone, first story, first chapter. I hope to gain many interest with this story. This title is actually inspired by Brandon Hines's album, Falling In, Falling Out. Most of these chapters are going to be somewhat inspired by some of his songs, for instance, the first chapter here will be based off the intro of his album simply called 'Falling In.' Enjoy the first chapter.

Chapter 1: Falling In (Randy's POV)

What was I thinking?

Randy Orton was seen sitting alone in his locker room, cursing himself for being so stupid. I can't believe I was so dumb into thinking I could trust her.

He now just finished writing up divorce papers against his wife, Samantha. Speaking of the Devil herself, Randy's cellphone vibrated in his pocket and he reached in to answer his phone.

"Hello, Samantha. I have the divorce papers ready, where you need to sign is marked." Randy informed his soon to be ex-wife.

"Randy, can we just talk? It was an honest mistake... it's just.. I miss you and I never see you at all. You traveling so much... it's effecting our marriage." Samatha said on the other line.

"I can see that Samantha, why do you think I spent all this time signing divorce papers?" Randy asked her.

"Randy, I told you, it was a simple honest mistake. Please forgive me, Randy, please. And let's try this again." Samantha pleaded.

"Samantha, I understand you made an honest mistake. Everyone does, but my problem is I put all of my trust on you, and you abused it. Therefore, I don't think I can continue in this marriage..."

"Randy..."

"I'm sorry, but I have my reasons Samantha. I'll send you the divorce papers and call me next time so we can come to an agreement on when I can visit Alanna. Okay?" Randy looks up to see Mark Henry staring hungrily at him.

"Okay, I have to go. Bye." Randy hung up his phone and turned up to look at Mark Henry. "What are you staring at? Yeah, you won to become number 1 contender but that doesn't mean you walk around stalking me." Randy insisted.

Mark pointed to his World Heavyweight Title. "I'm coming for that title boy."

"Yeah, sure, everyone is. Now get out of my way, I have a match to attend to." Randy pushed past Mark, making their shoulders collide with each others before taking off down the hallway.

(3rd Person POV)

"Hey Barbie, you won't be holding that Divas Championship for long. Beth and I are out on a misson, to take down the perky, princess of the WWE. You and your friend Eve better look out." Natalya warned her.

Kelly shook her head, scrunching her nose in disgust. That's one thing she needed, was to be berated by one of the Divas of Doom, especially after her little confrontation with Drew McIntyre. It was the first time the two of them cross paths ever since Drew took on this ruthless path of destruction. If Kelly stood in the way of him, she would end up getting hurt.

"Natalya, you can talk all you want. But it's people like Eve and I, who are going to prove that we are more than just a pretty face. We maybe 'model' but we can fight just as much as you and Beth can." Kelly argued.

"Oh yeah? I would like to ask Drew McIntyre that..." Natalya snickered.

Anger filled her vains, and Natalya ended up recieveing a back hand from Kelly. "Shut up! Drew McIntyre is none of your concern, and he certainly isn't mine either. You two be perfect for each other anyway..." Kelly fought back despite the lump forming in her throat.

Sure, Kelly may have despised Drew now, but before, she thought Drew was... different from most guys. Then again, this is the WWE, mostly all of the guys (save for a few) are all the same just like Drew.

"Hey Kelly." Kelly was interrupted by a rather surprisng voice, which belonged to Randy Orton, the World Heavyweight Champion.

"What do you want? Are you here to tell me how pathetic I am just like you did a few years ago?" Kelly spat.

"Kelly, that was the past. Geez, I didn't think you were the type to hold on to stuff like that for so long." Randy frowned.

"Well I am..." Just then Kelly became curious to see the sudden sad expression on The Viper's face.

"What's wrong?" Kelly asked him.

"Well, I did want to apologize, but if you insist on clinging to the past and not forgiving me than fine. I guess I'll just go then." Randy angrily trailed off leaving Kelly with a bewildered expression on her face.

Randy Orton? Apologizing? There's a shock.

But Kelly couldn't help but wonder why Randy was suddenly feeling sorry for his actions toward her. Nothing makes sense anymore.

(Randy's POV)

When things go wrong, and nothing go your way. You would want to start new. But how can you when the people around you prevent you from starting new? A fresh start is what I need.

Why am I even stressing? I have a match next. And I'm pretty sure Mark will be out there keeping a close eye on me. Especially after our little confrontation earlier in the locker room.

A match against Christian...

God this man will not shut up.

One more match, one more match Randy. I'm mad he's not getting one more match at my title, because I'd give him the pleasure of shutting his mouth on one last match for my World Heavyweight title.

But in a way, I'm happy because I am facing him tonight, either way, I'll shut him up for sure.

(Kelly Kelly's POV)

I can't remove the thought of Randy attempting to apologizing to me. Why would he? He's Randy Orton... I don't think I could ever imagine him apologizing to me for something he said.

I'm not even sure if I can accept it though... he hurt me. He really made me feel like I was nothing, like a complete waste of space. I'm pretty sure he didn't think I was wrestling material. Which brings me back to the thought of Beth and Natalya.

He probably thought of me as the perky, blonde princess diva they take me as. But I'm not... I'm Divas Champion for a reason. And I can assure you, I didn't win if for being the most prettiest diva, or I didn't win it in a modeling contest. I fought, I won, I'm Champion.

I wish people can respect me for what I do in the ring especially when I wrestle. Most people don't take me seriously enough even when I do try and wrestle very seriously.

That's just something I have to prove against Beth and Natalya.

Randy Orton too.

But my curiousity keeps getting the best of me. All I can think is why? I look up to see Randy fighting Christian in a match. Maybe I should get a close up on Randy Orton...