You Get Me
Chapter 1
Same Old Story

"Baby, will you get the last box?" I turned to by my husband Randy Orton while picking little Chase up and carrying him into the new house.

"On the phone." Randy mumbled, suddenly on the phone, that's funny because he wasn't a second ago.

I sighed but made nothing of it, not wanting to upset our little two year old son Chase. "Sweetie, mommy has to go get the last box, just sit tight and please don't move." I kissed his forehead and went out the door to grab the last box from the car. We were moving from Randys home in St Louis, to Austin, Texas, figured it was time for a change, well more like Randy got us kicked out of the apartment, but anyway.

I picked up the box and looked back, only to see my little son Chase barely being able to run out the door and coming towards me. I grumbled holding the big box and looked down at Chase. "Sweetie, you're going to get hurt." I grabbed his hand and held the box with the other barely able to see where I was going.

"Need help?" Came a voice and before I knew it the box was being lifted out of my hand.

"Uh, I guess so. Thanks…" I smiled brightly still holding Chases hand. "Is that your husband?" The dark haired man asked while glancing at Randy on the phone.

I looked down and nodded trying to smile. "Yeah." I simply said and shrugged a bit helping Chase inside as the man helped bring the box in. "Thanks a lot." I smiled.

His green eyes shone as he smiled causing his cheeks to form dimples. "Not a problem, tell Randy I said hey." He smiled and headed next door to his house before I had the chance to ask how he knew him. I shrugged it off, not really thinking much of it and sat Chase down.

"You need to stay put, I don't want you getting hurt, you've only been walking for a couple months now." I whispered and kissed his forehead laying him down on his bed.

"Dada!" Chase pouted as I sighed. "I'm sorry sweetie I don't know where Daddy is, he must be busy. I'll go check though, get some sleep." I kissed his forehead once more and went outside going over to Randy.

"Randy, Chase wants to say goodnight to you." I looked up at him as he grumbled shutting his phone.

"Don't interrupt my phone conversations." He trailed off and into the house. I followed him in and sat on the couch trying to hold back the tears. I had been married to him for almost 3 years now and it was just heartbreaking. I figured one day he would change, but he hasn't. Having Chase didn't even help, if anything it made him crankier.

Randy went into Chases bedroom and kissed his forehead. "Daddy loves you." He whispered and rubbed his knuckles gently over the side of Chases face.



"I love you too Dada." Chase looked up at him and giggled before closing his eyes.

I looked in from the couch. It was crazy how one minute he'd be a total asshole and the next he could be pretty sweet to his son, but it wasn't exactly extremely sweet, just sweet enough.

"Sorry about that baby." Randy came out of the room shutting it behind him and walked over to me sitting down.

I looked the other way trying not to be upset and nodded.

"Laura…" He said in a soft tone and kissed me softly. "I promise I'll change…I love you."

I closed my eyes for a couple seconds thinking back to how many times I've heard that one. The last time being just about a week ago.

Flashback

"Randy, what the fuck…I know you're on the road a lot, but does that mean you have to cheat? You think you could keep it in your pants for once. If you truly loved me, you would not be cheating like this. And come on, with Kelly? Don't you have better taste than that?" I yelled completely upset. This was the fourth time he cheated on me, no, not in the three years of marriage, in the past year.

"Laura, I'm so sorry…I don't mean to upset you." He pulled me close, his lips pressing against my forehead as I looked up at him, now in tears.

"Why Randy?" I repeated over and over in a whisper.

"I promise, I'll change. I love you." He whispered softly.

"I know you will. I love you too." I replied trying my best to sound sincere.

End Flashback

And with that thought, I repeated, the same thing I replied with everytime.

"I know you will. I love you too." I faked a smile, as always and kissed him back going into the bedroom. He came in a few minutes later, but I pretended to be asleep, not wanting to do anything with him or even talk to him. I soon fell asleep, which was a relief, my life has the tendency to fall apart when I'm awake.