I do not own: Randy Orton, Ted DiBiase Jr. or "One Last Time" by Elise Estrada
I lay in bed, next to the man I was in love with. But each day it seems like I losing him. I got out of bed and walked over to the window of the hotel room. It was pitch black in the room except for the little amount of light coming from under the door. I sat on the window seel and held my knees up to my chest. We were currently in New York on the road with WWE, soon we'd be leaving to go back home Tampa. But honestly I wasn't sure I wanted to go back with him. Things just weren't the same.
He had become very secretive, leaving the room at all hours of the night. Thinking that I didn't know, but each time he left I was awake. He was always on his phone; when I was in the studio, alone time together, work, he was always on. His former best friend warned me to watch out, but I didn't listen. I always thought that he was just trying to get me all to himself, but now, I wish I had listened.
He stirred in the bed, turning over to my side of the bed. I could hear him moving his hand around the sheets feeling for my body. Once he realized I wasn't there, he sat up and looked around the room. "Sara?" he asked getting up and walking over towards me. "What are you doing?"
"Nothing. I couldn't sleep is all."
"Come on babe, we have to get up early to catch the plane to Maryland." I sighed and got off the window seel. Back in bed, I laid on my side of the bed, as far from him as I could.
So this is a new story for futureWWEdiva2011 (: this is just the prologue thats why is so short. but its a way to lead into the story (: I hope you like it. its based on the song "One Last Time" by Elise Estrada (btw its a great song!)
Love,
Ashley