Screwed Up

Disclaimer:I don't own any one in this story except for Ella Brooks, she comes in later.
Summary: Follow the life of these 4 WWE Superstars in the journey of life.
Thoughts in italics


She just walked out of the Diva's locker room and she began her search for her boyfriend of a year , The Legend Killer.

The blonde diva walked happily down the hall until she suddenly collided with a muscular chest , causing her to fall back on her butt.

" I'm so sorry." he said as he helped her up.

"John, it was my fault, I should have been looking where I was going ."the self-proclaimed Dirty Diva explained.

He couldn't help but stare at her outfit, see John had had a huge crush on the blonde for awhile, but missed his chance. Ashley wore a blue torn v-neck belly shirt with matching booty shortz and black wrestling boots, her hair was down in curls and her bangs were to the side.

"So where are you going ?" John asked sweetly .

" Actually I'm looking for Randy, have you seen him ?" she asked as she played with her hair.

John cringed at the sound of his name, even though Randy was his best friend he wanted Ashley to be his girl.
" Oh, um, yea, he's in his locker room." John said.

Ashley replied" Ok, thanks, I'll see you later." she smiled and proceeded down the hallway.

Dammit Orton, why do you have to love her though John.

Ashley continued her search, until a door swung open and out came Randy, himself.

Ashley smiled" Hey, I've been looking for you everywhere, Butthead." she finished with a giggle.

Randy couldn't help but chuckle " Same here, ass wipe, where have you been? "

Her jaw dropped in fake astonishment " I was looking for you, I missed my Legend Killer" she said in a seductive voice as she stepped closer, running a finger down his bare chest.

Randy gulped " Oh, hav-have you ?" he stuttered as she got closer.

She leaned up, their lips centimeters apart and whispered " Oh yes, I always miss my Legend Killer."

He couldn't take it anymore and plunged his lips against hers in a Hot kiss, like many others.

Later on as Ashley read her magazine in their locker room, Randy was stretching, getting ready for his big match. Ashley had already had her match and had changed into one of Randy's Legacy shirts with skinny jeans and high heels.

Ashley looked up from the article she was reading and said " Babe, you're going to kick Triple H's ass, no doubt. And if some how you get into trouble you have Cody, Ted and me to help you. "

Randy paced the floor and replied " Yeah, true… wait Ash you're not going out there, I don't want you to get hurt. "He stopped and looked at her.

" But I want to help and I'm not going to get hurt , I've helped you before." she stated as she flipped through the book.

" I know, but I don't want you to go out there, understand ?" he asked with authority.

Ashley looked up at him when she noticed the seriousness in his voice and said "Of course, If you don't want me out there, I won't be." she looked back at her magazine.

Later on after the match

"Baby Congratulations you won!!" Ashley squealed as she hugged his sweaty body,

Randy replied " thanks, Sweetie."

" Yeah, Congratulations man, that was a hell of a match." John stated as he patted him on the back.

Randy nodded in appreciation, then Ashley announced " Come on guys lets hit the clubs for a celebration!"

Everyone agreed and headed back to get ready, Randy swung the WWE belt over his shoulder, then took her hand and lead her to the locker room to get changed and ready for a night of partying!!


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