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"You're lucky you're my best friend," Melody said with a heavy sigh as she pulled the covers over the sleeping form that occupied her bed. Her eyes rested upon the man for a brief moment before she shook her head at what had become a familiar sight. It wasn't unusual for her to wake at odd hours of the night to discover a drunken Randy Orton at her door. Even in his inebriated state, he always seemed to manage his way to her room—though he was never capable of finding his own.

No, he had always found his way to Melody because she took care of him—but when sobriety struck during the day, his instincts revved up into big-brother status. She was the less notorious version of the Bonnie to his Clyde and defined the word, "loyalty." Simply put, she was the friend Randy constantly muddled through the waters with — and as of late, he was sinking into an abyss of heartache and alcohol while she tried to rescue him from the darkness.

Taking a few steps to the other full-sized bed in the room, Melody reached down in the darkness and attempted to gently nudge her fellow diva awake. "Micks..." she whispered. It took a few seconds until there was a ruffle and response but Mickie didn't need to question the situation. She had roomed enough times with Melody over the course of the past few weeks to understand the usual routine. Sliding to one side of the bed, Mickie made room for the other woman. Once Melody crawled under the sheets, she gave a hushed "thank you" and the former women's champion muttered a sleep-laced reply as she succumbed to a slumber once more.

Resting on her side, Melody could almost make out Randy's figure on the opposite bed. She hated that he was guzzling his pain away with bottles of whiskey but what could she do? She didn't have the ability to mend broken hearts and consoling words never arrived at the right time. All she could do was ride shotgun and aid him in coasting down the road without crashing...

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"Rise and shine, buttercup," the 5'2 brunette cooed as she roused Randy from his sleep.

"What are you doing in my room, kid?" he groggily questioned, a pillow drawn across his face—blocking the light that was seeping its way into the room through the window.

Climbing into the bed, she straddled the wrestler's waist and pried the pillow away from his hands. "You're in my room, in my bed."

"Anything interesting go down last night in this bed?"

"With you?," Melody cringed as a smile snuck its way to Randy's lips. "I can't even imagine playing under the sheets with you. Gross."

"It doesn't necessarily have to be under the sheets. There's always the car, the locker-room...I know you've got a little imagination in you. Use it."

Rolling her eyes, she swatted him on the chest causing a small groan to arise from him. "You're not my type, boozy. Besides, you're a recently single man...I don't like being a rebound."

"Always killing my ego," the male teased as he sat himself up, while Melody remained straddled on top of him. Slipping an arm around her, Randy looked her square in the eye. "But too bad, huh? I know you wouldn't have fucking cheated on me like she did."

"That girl always gave me a two-faced bitch vibe," she admitted. "But on the bright-side, now you're not trapped in a relationship with someone whose heart wasn't completely in it. Besides, that means that your soul mate is still out there somewhere."

There it was again. That word. Soulmate. Randy had come to loathe the notion of such fortune. "And what? I'm supposed to go searching again?"

"Mmhmm," Melody nodded with a light smile. "Just don't go looking right now because I'm hungry and you're treating me to breakfast," she added as her smile grew into a wide grin.

"Am I now?"

"You sure are," she replied as she pushed herself off of him and walked to the bathroom to get dressed. But before she closed the bathroom door, Melody turned and reassuringly stated, "You'll find her, I know it."

Throwing the covers aside and planting his feet against the floor, he said in a voice that was just above a whisper, "No one else is going to love me like you do."


Just a quick first chapter, review please!