"I can't just let you walk away from me," he angrily said.
She looked around the deserted hallway before replying, "See, this is where you don't get a say. Do I really need to remind you that you have a wife at home? A pregnant wife, that is."
"I've already explained that to you on more than one occasion, I'm not doing it again," he sighed as he slowly began to approach her.
"And I've already told you that I'm not comfortable with it," she said, taking a step back as she saw him moving forward.
He threw his hands in the air in frustration, "So this is it then? I'm supposed to see you everyday at work and act like nothing ever happened."
"That would be best," she shrugged. "Everyone already knows about us, including your wife so it's not like you're going to be carrying some secret around."
"But I want to be with you," he said, shoving his hands in the pockets of his sweatpants to fight the urge to grab her.
"You really should have thought about that when you decided you wanted to live two lives," she shook her head and sighed. "I have to go interview Cesaro, I don't have time for this," she quickly turned and walked away from him before he had the chance to say anything in response.
"So, let me get this straight," Carmella began, her best friend had just explained everything that had just went down between her and the asshole formerly known as her boyfriend. "He said he wants to be with you but never once during that conversation did he mention leaving his wife?"
Alexa nodded her head, "He must really be under the impression that I wanted to spend the rest of my life as a side-piece." Alexa sighed, "But I guess this is what I deserve, I knew he was married when I started seeing him."
Carmella shook her head, "This is not what you deserve. You knew he was married but he also told you they were separated. Had it not been for you stumbling across her pregnancy announcement he'd still be feeding you that lie."
Alexa sighed as her other best friend, Alexa Bliss walked into the room. The two of them were the absolute best of friends, they shared everything with one another. Maybe it was their matching personalities or maybe it was the fact that they shared the same first name but wherever there was one you could be sure other wasn't too far behind.
"So I know that you like just ended things with douche but, Mr. Corbin could not stop talking about you while I was in catering just now," Bliss smiled. "If anyone can get you out of this depression you're in it's Mr. Lone Wolf himself."
Alexa shook her head, "Baron and I are friends," she laughed. "He's helped me out a lot since I made it to the main roster."
"Oh Bliss, ask your best friend here about the conversation she had with the asshole before her Cesaro interview," Carmella chimed in.
"Oh my god, was it more of that 'I can't let you go, I want to be with you' bullshit?"
Alexa nodded and shrugged, "Which maybe would work if an 'I'm leaving my wife' was thrown in there too."
"See," Bliss smiled. "All the more reason for you to go and talk to Baron."
"How is that a good reason to start seeing another man?"
"He's married, if he sees you move on one of two things is going to happen here; one, he's going to leave you alone and focus on his obviously shitty marriage or two, he's going to man the hell up, tell his wife the truth and get a divorce."
Alexa looked at her best friend like she was crazy, "I am not going to use Baron as part of a plan to get back at someone." Alexa stood from the couch, straightening out her short black dress and yellow blazer, "I have to go and get ready to interview Becky. Carmella, can you please calm this psycho down before we go out tonight." Alexa smiled at her friends before exiting the locker room.
"Oh hey Alexa," she heard from behind her as she walked down the hallway. She turned around and saw Baron trying to catch up to her. "I was just coming to find you, I wanted to tell you that you've been doing great this week. You look like your nerves are gone and your acting has gotten a lot better."
Alexa looked at the man in front of her, she had been friends with him for over a year now but tonight she noticed a few things – his hair was long and wet, a clear sign that he was getting ready for a match and Alexa envisioned what it would be like to run her hands through it. He had beautiful brown eyes that Alexa could picture herself getting lost in and…Alexa shook off her thoughts and silently cursed Bliss for getting into her head. She took a deep breath, "Thank you, I just did what you suggested; focused on the person I was interviewing. It made it a lot easier to not think about the amount of people watching too."
Baron shook his head, "I didn't just come and find you to tell you that, I also wanted to see if you were okay."
Alexa took a frustrated deep breath, "I publicly got played by a man that I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with. Add the fact that he won't leave me alone and my best friend is being psycho and it's a wonder I haven't locked myself in my hotel room for the past two weeks."
"He's been bothering you?" Baron asked, it was no secret to anyone on the roster that he and Alexa were close. He didn't have many friends so it wasn't hard for anyone to keep track of who he cared about and who he didn't but over the past few days something in the way he viewed Alexa had begun to change. He found himself paying closer attention to her while she was on-screen, he often lost his train of thought when she walked into a room, he even went so far as to accidentally ask Bliss a few too many questions about her.
Alexa shook her head, "It's nothing I can't handle, he's just stubborn and add the fact that he's not getting what he wants it just makes his attitude worse."
Baron took a mental note to ensure he paid closer attention to help her try an avoid any unwanted contact, the asshole had his chance with her and he royally screwed it up – damn it, there went those damn thoughts again. "Well if he gets too much to handle let me know, I have no problem handling that issue for you," he said, trying to end the conversation before he said something he didn't want to.
Alexa laughed, "I'll keep that in mind. I have to go find Becky now, we have a segment in a few minutes." The two said their goodbyes and Alexa watched as he walked down the hallway.
"So, Corbin is the reason you're being so damn stubborn about this," Alexa heard from behind her. She didn't have to turn around to know who the voice belonged to but with an annoyed sigh and an eye roll she turned to face him anyway. "I knew it was someone else, I just didn't expect it to be him. Don't you think that's a bit of a downgrade?"
"Hey," Alexa shrugged. "At least he isn't married with a child on the way."
Alexa began to walk past him but he roughly grabbed her arm and pulled her to him so their chests were touching. He got close to her face before speaking, "Get the idea that you're moving on out of that pretty little head of yours, you're mine. You of all people should know how I get when people try to touch what's mine."
"I'm not yours anymore and you're not mine," Alexa said as she pushed away from him but couldn't get him to release the grip he had on her upper arm, she could feel the bruise that would be there later from the pressure he was applying.
He shook his head, "That's where you're wrong," he let go of her arm and watched as she backed away from him. "You go ahead and test your little theory and see how far it gets you," he sneered before walking away from her.
Alexa leaned her back up against the wall and rubbed her arm, she was officially screwed. She was a strong woman, she could stick up for herself whenever it was necessary but if there was one thing that made her scared it was a pissed off Randy Orton.