I'm back! With a new Couple you fanfic readers will probably enjoy. Now if those of you who don't know, I did a Jaria song fic that consisted of three songs that reflected Cena's need (Til Summer Comes Around), Maria's heartbreak (Who's that Girl) and the two finally coming together (Need You Know) in Til Summer Comes Around saga. And a new song has inspired me to do another, three part or more Song Fic, depending on you the readers, on the new couple Mickie James and Randy Orton.

As always, I don't own the Superstars or Divas, they respectfully belong to WWE and Vince McMahon and the song, Before He Cheats belongs rightfully to Ms. Carrie Underwood.

So on with Mandy! (Mickie and Randy XD) And please review if you all want to see Randy's side of things! Thanks a Million! Enjoy.

~*Skillet's Lady Goddess*~

Before He Cheats by Carrie Underwood Album: Some Hearts

~Mickie's POV~

I sighed, having my phone to my ear trying to call my boyfriend, Randy Orton. It was our One year Anniversary of actually being together. Others believed we weren't going to make it and well we proved them all wrong. I was at my house, dressed. It was nothing special besides a nice top and denim jeans. That's what he liked about me, was that I can be me and sexy in anything. And I was actually excited that I was going to spend time with him but I now got his voice mail.

"This is Randy Orton and I'm not here right now but if you leave your name number and a brief message I'll get back to you. Peace."

I heard the beep, rolling my eyes playing along. "Hey babe it's just me, your girlfriend Mickie, wondering why you're not answering your phone on our One year. I guess I'll call back later. Love you honey." I cut it short, shaking my head. Lately he's been distant from me and I don't know why. I've been getting a weird vibe of something going on but I wasn't quite sure if I wanted to…

"Here she comes again, like good medicine…"

I smiled, answering my phone to my best friend. "What's up Maria?" I asked hearing her sound upset or serious on something.

"I don't know if you want to know but you need to come down here pronto." The red head said glancing over to the other side of the room watching two people.

I blinked, "Ok, Ah…what's up?"

"You want to know why Randy's been so distant with you lately I suggest you come down here…now."

I nodded, grabbing my keys off of the counter. I dashed out of the house and jumped into my car. "Ok Ria, I'm on my way, where are you at?" I nodded, sticking the key into the ignition, bringing my car to life as I went to the destination where she was at.

Within minutes of getting off the phone, I arrived at the place Maria told me. Thoughts kept running through my mind of the worst of happening.

Right now he's probably slow dancing with a bleach blonde tramp,
and she's probably getting frisky...

I shook my, getting that image out of my head. He wouldn't do that to me, would he? Crap, I was thinking it too of it not working out of us anymore. I made my way up to the club, seeing the bouncer look at my attire but smiled, letting me in. I booked it in, seeing Maria wave me over.

Right now, he's probably buying her some fruity little drink
Cause she can't shoot whiskey

I scowled at my little thoughts that were slowly trying to get me paranoid about mine and Randy's relationship. Making it over to my best friend she was holding something back. "What's up, why am I…"

"He's been cheating on you Mickie! With a bleach blonde tramp that's getting frisky!" Maria hissed lowly to me, pointing over to the dance floor.

My eyes weren't deceiving me. My thoughts were right. He was slow dancing with... My mouth dropped. "Barbie?" I asked seeing Maria nod. I stared in confusion and betrayal. How could Barbie do that to me? I thought we were friends? I watched as they moved off the dance floor going over to the bar, as Barbie who is known around the ring as Kelly Kelly, giggle when Randy took her hand.

My heart slowly ached, "Ria, how could she do this to me! I thought we were friends." I slowly felt tears sting my eyes. My head lowered as Maria's arm rested gently against my shoulders trying to help ease the pain of getting dumped.

"That's the problem of working with the ones you fall for. Once they're done, they have others to choose from." Maria said, glancing over at the player who handed the fruity drink to the girl.

"But still why did he now decide to go after her? Did I do something wrong?" I asked through tears looking up at her. She shook her head as I covered my face in my hands.

"No sweetie you didn't do anything wrong," She glanced over seeing the blonde diva have Randy follow her over to the billiards. She rolled her eyes going back to heartbroken friend. "Mickie, I just didn't want to…"

I shook my head glancing up finally feeling rage run through me.

Right now, he's probably up behind her with a pool-stick
Showing her how to shoot a combo

I blinked the tears away, glaring at my so-called boyfriend. It was the same trick he showed me when we started dating. My blood boiled watching her head turn, glancing up at him with a grin. I felt sick. I turned my head away from scene looking back at Maria.

"Chica, I'm so…"

I shook my head, "It's not your fault. It's mine. I should've known his player ways but I thought if he was with me, he wouldn't do it," I shrugged, "I was wrong." Smiling lightly, I watched my redhead friend nod. "Um, I'm gonna go all right?"

She nodded, as I pulled away heading back to my car. Now many fans were probably going to be upset if they all find out what happened between their favorite couple. Did I care? Yes, I did but was Randy going to after word gets out? Who knows but right now I wanted to get rid of everything that reminded me of him.

I got to my car, pulling out my keys staring into my window. I paused. My eyes spotted his Doge Charger. My head titled to the side slightly, as my lips go into a twisted grin.

And he don't know...

I shook my head, getting the image out of my head. I opened the door but paused again, looking at my keys. No, Mickie, you're better than that, don't stoop to that level. I closed my eyes staying midway of going into my car and just leaving but the thought of trashing up his car sounded fun and hell no one could see it was me.

I smiled finally making up my mind and getting out of my car. Slamming the door shut I made my way to the trunk, popping it open I brought out my kind of protection, a baseball bat. My smile was still on my face. I couldn't believe I was going to do this and get away with it. He will learn never to mess with a girl who can totally damage his car. And who knows what else they could damage, that wasn't a car.

That I dug my key into the side
Of his pretty little souped-up 4 wheel drive,
carved my name into his leather seats...

I took my keys, placing one in between my finger and went along the side of his car hearing the scratching sound. And you want to know what the kicker is; I had a key to his VIPER! I unlocked it and straddled the driver seat and started to carve in a name. Now I wasn't stupid enough to leave my name, oh no. I decided to write the word, Player into it. Hopefully he didn't figure it out but I didn't care.

I took a Louisville slugger
To both head lights,
slashed a hole in all 4 tires...

After I carved in the word on the passenger seat I closed the door and made him think he didn't lock his car. With the baseball bat still in hand, I swung it around like Shane-O would with a kendo stick and fired at the head lights. I didn't know how hard I could hit but hello, I am in the WWE and I train to be in shape. I never thought I would see the plastic covering on the lights fly off like that of me smacking it as hard as I can. This was very relaxing and it amused me. I giggled lightly as I held on to the bat while I slashed his tires. I never thought this could ever be what I wanted to do when I found out that my boyfriend was cheating on me.

I sighed. I shook my head, still smiling as can be while I moved away seeing the damage. He so deserved it, I thought, lightly letting the bat rest against my shoulder as I now went back to my car. I placed the bat back into the trunk as I slid into the driver seat, key into the ignition pulling out of the parking lot. Many probably underestimated me on what I could do into damaging anything, but they would never know about this night and who I took it out on. Unrolling the window, I felt the wind brush through my hair going back to my house.

Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats.

I got home, walking up to my door still having a smile on my lips. Why did I do such a drastic thing of wrecking my boyfriends car when I should've went up to him and asked him what was going on. I shrugged at the thought of that answer. I wanted to leave a statement and hopefully Mister Orton will get that message when he leaves with her. I thought, making my way to the kitchen getting ready to pour me a drink for the night.

Just picturing the look on his face made me laugh. I don't know why really but seeing him come out as the 'Viper' on TV to real life sounded pretty funny. I shook my head grabbing a wine glass and a bottle of red wine as I began to pour the drink. I was home, I wasn't going anywhere. So it was safe to say I could let loose for a while. After pouring the substance, I placed the bottle on the counter, while I swirled the little bit I had in a glass.

Right now, she's probably up singing some
white-trash version of Shania karaoke

I shook my head, taking a sip of the drink. And knowing Barbie, she's probably killing that legend of the Country singer. I shivered, shaking my head. I shuffled over to the plush couch sitting in my living room, plopping down. I sighed happily finally thinking everything over. The late night calls, the nights he doesn't show, it all explained everything. And now I couldn't have been more thrilled of what happened tonight.

Right now, she's probably saying "I'm drunk"
and he's a thinking that he's gonna get lucky,

I rolled my eyes, after taking another sip and swapping the glass for the remote to my TV. I was in the mood for something that wasn't going to remind me of what was supposed to happen tonight just between me and Randy. Flipping through channels, I knew Barbie was prettier but really? She had to hook up with a man who was all ready dating her best friend; it just wasn't humanly possible was it? Screw that Mickie, you know that everyone who is your best friend and you try to date them that they are only going to backstab you in the back and play your heart along with your boyfriend. I thought to my self again as I got up, placing in a PPV DVD just so I could see someone kick Randy's ass all over town.

Right now, he's probably dabbing on 3 dollars worth
Of that bathroom polo

I giggled, sitting back down, curling my feet underneath me as I took another sip of the fine wine and watched on. He so would've got it in a loving way but nope, now I guess he has to settle for the lust that's happening between Barbie and fruity little drink he bought her. Shaking my head, my eyes watched as Maria's boyfriend, John Cena took the ring getting ready to defend his WWE championship against the man that I should call as my boyfriend but hell…he was dead in my eyes after tonight.

Why is it, that the men I date end up with someone else or just turn out lame of playing me? I shook my head as Randy made his way down the ramp on the TV. I smiled, smirking lightly shaking my head holding back the hysterics of crying out my anger again. That's ok, Mickie, I thought to myself finally nodding. "And he don't know," I muttered feeling my eyes narrow as the match began.

That I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped-up 4 wheel drive,
carved my name into his leather seats,
I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights,
Slashed a hole in all 4 tires...

Thinking back on what I did tonight, still kept the smile on my lips as I slowly eased down, stretching out still watching the other matches that were on the disk. I yawned, moving my head against the arm of the couch blinking before my eyes finally closed. I mumbled the words, "Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats," as slumber took over.

The next day, I woke up surprisingly not to a raging headache but to someone knocking on my door. I shook my head, stretching my arms finally getting up. I glanced over to the end table beside me and took the empty one glass of wine I had and brought it to the kitchen leaving it on the counter as I made my way over to the door. Now I was expecting Randy to come and start, bitching me out after what happened to his car but…wait I didn't write my name on his seats so he couldn't have known it was me.

I blinked, opening the door seeing Maria and John at my door step. "Shocking to see you two…"

"Someone trashed Randy's car!" Maria said. I swear I couldn't have seen her smile more than me of what happened last night. I played along.

"Really? How did they do that?" I asked, stepping aside letting the two year couple into my home. As I closed the door all that could come to mind was that revenge I took out on his car. Now was I going to tell them this? No, I wasn't. John was best friends with Randy and I didn't want to take my chances of him telling Randy the truth.

I might saved a little trouble for the next girl,
Cause the next time that he cheats...
Oh, you know it won't be on me!
Ohh... not on me...

I walked back into the room as John and Maria took a seat at the table. "Ok so what…"

"Mick's, Randy was pissed," John started, looking at me. I looked at him and blinked.

"He was? I mean I would be too if my car got trashed but how bad was it?" I looked to Maria who started to whole spill.

"Ok, well…" She began and I started to picture what happened when Randy met up with his car. "He was coming out of the club with Barbie on his arms, still slurring words of Shania Twain's I'm gonna get ya good and that's when he flipped…" Maria's voice explained as I thought about it more as I saw the picture happening.

~*what happened last night in Mickie's Mind as Maria and John acted out the two... So basically in Third person view now*~

Randy helped Barbie back to his car just so he could go back to his hotel and possibly get some action. They stopped as his eyes widened.

"Randy what's wrong?" Barbie asked blinking drunkenly up to him.

"My car!" Randy placed her against the pillar near his car as he inspected the damage.

Barbie blinked confusedly, Randy searched around.

"Cause I dug my key into the side of his pretty little souped-up 4 wheel drive,
carved my name into his leather seats..."

There were key marks all over his new dark blue Dodge Viper. His eyes widened, shaking his head as his fingers ran the grooves. He thought he was safe in this parking structure. His eyes continued to scan the area as he finally looked into his car, seeing the word Player carved into his leather seats. He let out a groan of heartache. He unlocked his car but noticed that it was all ready unlocked. Shaking his head he sat in the seat brushing his hands against the shredded material. This was not the way he wanted to find out that his car got trashed.

"I took a Louisville slugger to both head lights,
slashed a hole in all 4 tires..."

He closed his eyes, hands clenching into a fist as he stepped out taking a look at the rest of the damage. He saw the pieces of the headlight cover all over the place on both sides of his car. He heard footsteps coming close to him. He glanced over seeing John and Maria along with Morrison, all stare at him in shock. "I don't know how this happened!" He screamed, glancing back at what used to be, his ride. He lowered his head, shaking seeing his tires all slashed…

~*End of what happened last night: Back to Mickie's point of view*~

I smiled, giggling lightly hearing Maria continue. "Mickie, I really don't know what happened but he seemed hurt on his car getting trashed."

I smirked, "Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats." I muttered, looking back at the two. Maria blinked and John stared at me. I blinked as well, staring at them. "What?"

"What did you do?" Maria asked trying to figure two and two together.

I shrugged, slowly looking down at the marble flooring. "A few things," I answered lowly.

John stood up going over to me. "A few things consist of what Mickie?" He questioned, letting his arm draped around my shoulder. I looked up at him as he still continued, "Hey someone had mysteriously wrecked his car, I won't say who." He winked which made me and Maria giggle.

I sighed, finally getting out of the funk I was in and coming clean to them. "Now I was just going to head home and sit here and cry like what normal girls do when they see their boyfriends cheat on them but I don't know," I started to shake just telling them the devious plan that went through my head. John helped me sit down at the table as he brought another chair over, sitting next to Maria as I told them the truth.

Ooh… Maybe next time he'll think before he cheats...

John nodded, thinking about the situation. I was in hysterics again, feeling Maria's rubbing my back trying to soothe me. I shook my head, covering my face in my hands as the tears came out again. I heard the door close and the footsteps I knew so dearly that it killed me again. John looked up, slowly seeing Randy blinking in the intervention that was going on. He stood, moving to Randy, dragging him out of the room where Mickie didn't see him at all.

"Dude, what the…" John clasped his hand over Randy's mouth.

"I would shut it and find out what happened from a far, I don't think Mickie wants to be near you after what happened last night." He hissed, seeing Randy's eyes widened.

Ooh...

I couldn't believe what was happening. I heard what John said and I don't know if I could ever face him again. Not after the way he treated me on our one year anniversary. As I continued to sob, these words came out in choppy words… "Before he cheats..." I leaned into Maria letting everything fall. I didn't want to say it but it was true I just hope he got the picture that I was now done, with him and his games.

All right, well that was fic! Did I do all right? Do you want to see what happens with Mickie and Randy still or what? Review if you want more! Thanks!