Hey guys...sorry I keep skipping back and forth from stories...but I had to write this one and dedicated it to the new storyline...I'm so excited.

This is about Steph McMahon and Paul Levesque...behind the curtain. How they got together in real life but its is sequenced around things that happened in the storylines. Enjoy. Warning: there is sexuality, cussing, alcohol and drugs...and all that good stuff in this story. This is not a fluff...I tried to make it as realistic as possible with love and angst. I hate fluff stories.

I don't own anything.

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"What are you doing after Raw tonight?" the man asked as he sat up from the bed and wrapped a white terry clothed robe around his sweaty body. He stared at the beautiful women that had her back to him. He watched her long straight brown hair fall down on her back as she combed it out.

"Home." she mumbled.

"Home? Do you not have to appear on Smackdown Thursday?" he said walking up to her as she put in her earrings.

"I do, but mother and I are gonna have some one on one time and then we are gonna fly into New York Thursday morning for it. Why?" she asked as she turned her back to him once more walking towards the bathroom, sending him her scent of sex and Chanel perfume.

"I was kinda hoping you would come back here and stay the night."

Stephanie walked into her boyfriends bathroom. It was large...larger than most people's living rooms. But it was filthy. She ran her finger along the counter that was caked with toothpaste gunk and soap film.

"I know. I need to clean this place up don't I?" a voice came from behind her at the bathroom doorway.

"Bryant, you haven't cleaned anything in your life." she snapped at him as she sat on the edge of the bath tub to strap on her heels.

"Ok...I'll pay someone to clean it."

"That would be an awful waste of your parents money now wouldn't it?" Stephanie mocked as she walked pass him. Suddenly, he wrapped his fingers around her arm, stopping her dead in her track.

"What the fuck's your problem? Huh? Just cause your father put you on tv sucking face with some freak of a wrestler, you think you can judge me for still living off my parents? You are just as much of a spoiled brat as I am Steph." he sat as he roughly let go of her arm.

Stephanie grinned at him. Not a sweet grin, but more of a sarcastic one.

"Always good seeing you Bryant." she snidely said he she reached for the door knob.

She made her way out into the hall. She began to pick up the pace as she heard Bryant call after her, but it wasn't fast enough.

"Baby...wait up baby," he was out of breath. "Steph don't leave like this. We are in a relationship."

Stephanie spun around on her heels.

"Relationship? Are you kidding me Bryant? We see each other like once a week, have a talkless dinner, meaningless sex, and then I leave...it's not a relationship." she screamed at

him.

She then turned and left him speechless. She made her way to the streets and hopped into her black Mercedes.

Stephanie began thinking about her life and how Bryant fit in. Bryant use to fit into her life just fine. Nothing with them was ever great or anything...just fine. They were both students at Boston and met at a party. Actually, he passed a joint to her and they began talking. Then they became friends, then they began having sex in drunken fits. Stephanie can't even remember when they supposedly got into a "relationship". It was just like one day he started calling her his girlfriend, and she didn't stop him. Not to mention her family never cared for him in the year and a half they had been hanging out. But lately, it was more of a hassle than anything. She graduated and started working for her father. Then her dad put her on TV in a couple of storylines and her life got hectic. Now she was in a storyline with Andrew Martin in which she was suppose to marry next Monday on Raw. Bryant didn't fit into her new life anywhere. Actually, she was just beginning to wonder if he ever did.

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Stephanie pulled up at the arena and grabbed her makeup bag out of her car. She walked hurriedly into the arena knowing she was late and still needed to her makeup and hair done. She ran into the makeup room and sat in the chair.

"Melissa, I'm in trouble. My hair is a wreck and I have to go meet daddy in like thirty minutes." Melissa was the WWF makeup artist and happen to become on of Stephanie's good friends.

"I'll say Steph. It looks all tangled like you have been rolling around." she said as she began plugging in the curling iron.

"Maybe she has." came a man's voice followed by his laugh.

"Shut up Andrew!" Stephanie said with a smile as she saw Test lean against the doorway. "What are you doing back here?"

"Looking for you. Your brother is looking for you, so I told him I would look here. What's wrong Steph? You have a little afternoon delight with ole dude?" Andrew laughed as he twirled Stephanie's hair around his big finger.

Steph looked up at Andrew. He was so cute. She wished she was attracted to him, but she couldn't get pass the fact that he's a player and also has become like another brother to her. Bryant always thought they were secretly sleeping with each other and he wasn't the only one. Andrew and Steph were always flirting but what people didn't understand that it was all harmless.

"She better not have been." came another somber man's voice. It was her brother...who, not to mention, hated Bryant.

"I wasn't Shane..I was just riding in my car with the window down so my hair is a mess." Steph said the lie nervously.

"Good. I don't want to have to go over there and kick his ass." Shane said as he walked over to his sister and leaned down and kissed her on the forehead. "How are you sis?"

"I'm good," she said as she held his hand, "Just nervous."

"Well be prepared to get more nervous. Dad has decided to plan to changed you and Andrew's storyline...so hurry up here and come meet us in his locker room." Shane said as he walked and the door with a wave.

Andrew and Stephanie looked at each other. They both were nervous about what Vince could possibly have in store for them.

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