A/N: What's crackin' guys and gals? I have a disease. It's called 'must-put-up-new-stories'. Haha. But, seriously. Since Hardy's Girl is coming to an end and possibly Jaded Emptiness, I figured I'd put this one up. It's funny 'cause I hate Dolph. But, that's okay. And, NO, that's not Randy's real email address. Read. Review. Enjoy. Also, I put up a new poll. Please go vote! Much love.
NO OWNAGE: Dolph, Randy, DiBiase and Cody. OWNAGE: Alicia.

"Hi, I'm Dolph Ziggler."

I roll my eyes as I sit backstage, watching as Nick makes a fool of himself on screen. If he ever came up to me and used that line, I'd slap the shit out of him. But, he's my boyfriend and I have to put up with him. Not that I have a choice. If it was up to me, I would've dumped his sorry ass years ago. I've been stuck in a relationship with Nick for seven years. Ever since I was twenty, Nick has been making my life hell. Why? Because he's blackmailing me. For seven fucking years I've been blackmailed. Nick comes up behind me and starts kissing my neck.

"Did ya miss me, Alicia?" Nick asks, sucking on my earlobe. That's my weak spot and he knows it.

"Oh yeah," I reply, sarcastically. "I also miss Charles Manson."

"Someone's feisty tonight."

Nick pushes me up against the wall, shoving his lips onto mine. If his kisses and the sex wasn't this good, I'd be a lot crankier. His lips move back to my earlobe and I start to moan. Why does he do this to me? My attention drifts back to the screen just as Randy Orton heads out to the ring. Randy, my best friend from childhood. That's a lie. Randy's the one I fell in love with growing up in St. Louis. We were childhood sweethearts, high school sweethearts. We lost touch after high school, around the time I met Nick. I'm forbidden to see Randy, as per Nick's orders. I miss him more than anything.

But, I'm not allowed to see him. Nick tries to dictate every little thing I do. That usually gets him a swift kick in the ass. I don't like being told what to do and knows it. Yet, he still tries his hardest to form me into his perfect girlfriend. Uhm, I am most certainly not a ball of fucking Play-Doh. I don't know how long I've been in Nick's arms, but I soon hear the voices of Cody Rhodes and Ted DiBiase, Jr. Or, as I like to call them, Worthless. Well, it's just DiBiase that I call Worthless. Nick knows that Randy is bound to follow the rest of the "Legacy" shortly. He shoots me a look and I can see the jealously in his eyes. He knows I'm in love with Randy.

My eyes light up at the sound of Randy's voice. Nick quickly throws me into one of the locker rooms and I hear him lock me in. Well, that's a first. Now, he's gone too far. When I get out of here, I'm gonna kick him in the ass! Damn. I sound like Red Forman. I soon realize that Nick threw me into the locker room directly next to Randy's. I look up, grinning at the vent system above my head. What can I say? I'm good at escaping.

I climb up into the vents and thank God that I'm skinny. I follow the sound of Randy's voice and… Holy fucking shit! He just came out of the shower. Wow. I've forgotten how beautifully built he is. I watch as he dries his body with a tiny white towel. I would give anything to be in that locker room with him. I lay flat on my stomach, listening to Randy's voice. I wonder if he remembers me. Probably not. It's been years.

I wonder if he thinks about me. Stop it, Al! I can't think like this. If Randy sees me, he'll want to know why I'm here and I'll have to explain about Nick. That's something he won't be pleased about. I know him too well. But, Nick's the only one that knows my secret and I plan on keeping it that way. When look back at Randy, I see Cody looking up into the vents. He sees me and nearly shits his pants.

"Randy!" Cody screams. "There's a girl in the vents!"

"Dude, I saw her too!" DiBiase adds.

I quickly duck out of view when Randy lifts his head. Wow. I forgot how blue his eyes were. Randy shakes his head, shooting his minions glares. They keep sputtering that they saw someone in the vents. I clamp my hand over my mouth to keep from laughing. Wow. I had no idea Cody and DiBiase were this dumb. Cody looks back up at the vents and I blow him a kiss, teasing him.

"There she is again!" Cody jumps up. "She just blew me a kiss!"

"Have you been smoking some pot with Kendrick?" Randy asked.

"Seriously," DiBiase rolled his eyes. "What female would blow you a kiss?"

"Your mother," Cody snaps.

I laugh when Randy smacks them both in the back of their heads. They grumble something before heading out of the locker room. Randy looks up at the vents, almost as if he wanted to see someone up here. It's killing me not being able to see him, hold him, touch him. I really shouldn't miss him this much. We dated on and off for a few years. Something always tore us apart. I still maintain that we're meant to be. Unless Randy's forgotten about me. When I climb back out of the vent, Nick's waiting for me. He glares at me before slapping me across the face.

"What did I tell you about talking to Randy?" Nick snaps.

"You're not the boss of me!" I yell.

Nick grabs me and shoves me up against the wall. His glare turns into a smirk as he kisses me. He grips my body tighter and I wince from the pain. No words are needed. Nick's smirk says it all. He's silently bringing up the blackmail. I can't stand it when he does this. He says it 'keeps me in check'. What the fuck am I? A dog? His plaything? Ugh, he makes me so mad! I shove him away, returning his smirk with a glare.

"I am the boss of you, Alicia," Nick whispers. "Unless you want me to tell your little secret. How do you think your darling Randy would feel if knew?"

"I hope you swallow your tongue!" I snap.

* * * * *

When we get back to the hotel, I power up my Mac. After logging into AOL, I have a new email. God, I that little computerized voice. You've got mail! Yeah, I can see that. Thanks, Captain Obvious. I click 'read' and my heart jumps into my throat.

From: RKO1980
To: maliciousqueenx
Subject: It's been a while…

Hey, Al. It's Randy. But, you probably already guessed that. I know it's been years since we've talked, but I've been thinking about you. I tried looking for you when we were in St. Louis last week. My dad said you'd picked up and left. Is everything okay? I heard your Dad died. I'm so sorry, Al. I wish I could've been there. I know how much he meant to you.

I don't know if you heard, but Sam and I got divorced. About six months ago. I caught her cheating. You have no idea how badly I needed you then. I felt like a part of me died and I know how good you are picking me up when I'm down.

Like I said, I've been thinking a lot about you. It's funny, I swear that I saw you at a show a couple weeks back. Have you been at any of the shows? I wanna see you again. You're still my best friend and I miss you like crazy. Cody and Ted thought they saw a girl in the vents today. It turned out to be nothing (I think they're doing some kind of drugs), but I found myself wishing that it was you. Crazy, right?

Call me when you read this. My number hasn't changed. I noticed yours has. I tried calling you, but they told me you'd disconnected your old number. Please call, Al. Or even reply to this email. I'd love to see you again. And, let's face it, you know you miss me too.

Miss you, love you

Randy

I feel the tears coming when I finish reading his words. He misses me? He wants to see me? If only he knew how close I was. I bite my bottom lip, unsure of what to do. I still have his number. Should I call? No. I can't do that. I wouldn't be able to speak. Maybe I should just email him. But, what do I say? Should I tell him that I miss him too? That I wanna fuck his brains out? I hit the 'reply' button and start typing.

"Email counts as talking to him," Nick whispers in my ear.

"Eventually, I'm going to run into him," I say through gritted teeth.

"Not if I can help it."

"Why can't you just leave me alone?"

God, I hate this! I suppose it's my fault. If I hadn't screwed up, I wouldn't be in this mess. But, Nick didn't have to be such a dick about the blackmail. But, that's how he is. Motherfucking prick. Nick grabs me and guides me towards the bed. The grin on his lips tells me he wants one thing. Sex, which is all he ever wants. Fine. I'll give him what he wants. Maybe I'll reply to Randy once he falls asleep.