November 18th, 2009. 6:12 am.

"MARYSE!" I heard Mike shout almost at the top of his lungs. I shot up and rubbed my eyes. What could he possibly want at this time in the morning? I shook my head. My eyes widened when I remembered the events of last night. I swore under my breath as I pulled the blanket off of my body as quickly as possible and almost dived for the door. As I walked out of the bedroom, a guilty look spread across my face.

"What the fuck is this?" Mike asked, gesturing a very confused man lying on the couch.

"Mike I can explain." I stated, moving closer to him.

"Well, EXPLAIN." He shouted folding his arms over his chest.

So I explained everything to him. He didn't seem to be buying it, even though it was the truth. I could see him grimacing at the very hung over man.

"You don't really expect me to believe this pathetic story, do you?" He asked.

"I'm telling you the truth! You've got to believe me." I pleaded.

"There's a MAN sleeping on OUR couch half NAKED and you expect me to think that you didn't sleep with him? How dumb do you think I am?"

"But it's the truth. Tell him, Ted!"

"Huh, oh yeah. Wait, how do you know my name?" He questioned.

"You told me last night."

"Oh, this gets better and better, doesn't it? You don't talk to me when we-" Mike complained before I cut him off.

"We weren't having sex. He told me his name when we were outside the club. That's when Stan and Todd helped me carry him to my car! God Mike!"

Mike rolled his eyes. "Maryse you're the worst liar, ever."

"Are you serious? Fuck Mike. If anyone's cheating in this relationship, it's probably YOU!" I shouted, hitting him with my forefinger against his chest before folding my arms.


November 18th, 2009. 6:46 am.

"What's that suppose to mean?" Her boyfriend asked. I sat there observing their fight. I didn't know whether to leave and have to face Kristen or try and break up their verbal fight and have to face either a slap across the face or a punch in the face. All 3 opinions were tempting, but I decided to act like I wasn't there, which seemed to be going decently well.

"You are hardly ever home and when you're home you're asleep! You're worse than a fucking dog! How do I know if you're not sleeping with a different slut each night?"

"You want to talk about sluts? Alright then, let's talk about sluts."

"Don't even go there Mike!"

"No, I'll go there. You wanted to talk about sluts." He almost spat at the last word.

Her mouth slowly dropped and I could see her facial expression turning from frustration to anger. She grabbed one of the remotes sitting on the coffee table and threw it at him. Although he ducked before it could connect with his head. I decided that it was about time to step in. I quickly jumped off the couch and stood in the middle of them.

"Okay, Calm down!" I pleaded. "I'm engaged."

"See, asshole!" Maryse snapped at Mike.

"What, you think that just because you're supposedly 'engaged' you didn't sleep with her?" He sneered at me.

"Dude, I'm faithful to my fiancée."

"You can't be too faithful if you were at a strip club."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me dude."

"Okay, first off dickhead my fiancée knew I was-"

"Both of you, Shut up!" Maryse yelled. "Mike, go take a fucking shower I'll be back later."

"Where are you going?" Mike asked as she walked towards the door.

"To take Ted home, come on Ted." She explained.

I turned to Mike and clenched my jaw in ager, before following Maryse to her car. As I told her where to drive me, silence filled the car. The events that occurred a few moments ago where running through my head. Why was she with that jerk? Why was she doing what she was doing? By the looks of her apartment and car, she must've made enough money by now. I decided to get up the courage to ask her. She leaned over to the passenger side and opened glove box and got out her sunglasses, placing them over her eyes. She shut the glove box and leaned back into her seat. She ran her fingers through her hair.

"Maryse." I spoke quietly.

"Yeah?" She replied, turning to me.

"Why are you with him? I mean, surely you could do much better than him."

She sighed. "I don't know." She turned and focused her eyes on the road. "I guess because we've been together for so long and I truly do love him. I mean, he's the first guy I've really loved." She explained. "He's not always a jerk, he can be really sweet." I could see her smiling at that thought.

I nodded and turned towards the windscreen. It was a good five to ten minutes of silence before she finally spoke again.

"So tell me about this beautiful fiancée of yours." She said, turning to me smiling.

"We've been together since high school and I guess she's the first girl I've really loved as well. A few months ago, it was our anniversary and we were at the restaurant where we had our first date and I proposed."

"Oh my god. That's so cute." She smiled. "I see you're a romantic. I wished Mike would do something like that." She rolled her eyes. "We haven't been on a date in like a year. Once we moved in together, he thought dates weren't important." She sighed.

"Really? Maryse, you could do so much better. Why don't you break up with him?"

"Sure he has his flaws, but easier said than done Ted." She explained as she pulled up in my driveway.

"Thanks again Maryse, for everything." I said as I got out of her car.

"Don't mention it. Congratulations on your engagement and I hope you have an amazing wedding." She smiled. Her smile was breathtaking. She was breathtaking. Mike was one lucky man, too bad he didn't know it. As she drove out of my driveway and disappeared out of sight, I couldn't help but wonder and hope if I'd see her again. I sighed and made my way up towards my door.


December 3rd, 2009. 9:30 pm.

I have finally finished my shift. It had been a while since I had seen Ted. I had to admit I found it depressing. I barely knew him and I couldn't get him out of my head. I decided I'd stick around the club for a while, I didn't feel like facing Mike. He's been extra jerk-ish lately and it's been pissing me off. Tonight Katie wasn't working, it was Eve. I knew Eve quite well, we went to College together. She hadn't been working here as long as me, but we've become a lot closer during the past years.

"Hey Eve." I said as I approached the bar, sitting on a stool.

"Hey Maryse, how are you babe?" She asked as she made me an apple martini. She always knew what I was going to order.

I sighed. "Alright I guess." I shrugged as she placed the martini in front of me. I took a sip of it, before placing it back on the bar gently.

"Mike still being an ass?"

I nodded. "More than ever."

"Then dump his sorry ass. Maryse, you don't need him."

"I don't know. I love Mike and I know he loves me."

Eve shrugged. "Darling, you could do so much better."

"So I've been told." I said taking another sip out of my drink.

"Speaking of better…" Eve gestured the man approaching me with a smile on his face.

"Hi there." He said with a smirk as he extended his hand out to me to shake. "I'm Randy."

I shook it. "Maryse."

"Can I get you a drink?" He asked as he sat down on the stool next to me.

I shrugged. "Sure."

He ordered me another apple martini and we both sat there and talked. He seemed really sweet, but I couldn't help but check him out. He had the most gorgeous deep blue eyes; I couldn't not gaze into them. They were hard to miss. I found out a lot about him. He's name was Randy Orton, he's divorced and has a child, a daughter named Alanna. We spoke for a good few hours just about a whole bunch of random topics. I looked at my watch and it read 11:00pm.

I stood up from my stool. "I've got to go. I have work tomorrow." I sighed. "It was nice to meet you Randy." I said with a smile.

"Oh okay. Can I at least get your number?" He asked with a smirk.

I giggled softly and gave him my number and he gave me his. "I'll give you a call tomorrow." He winked at me as I made my way out of the club. I said goodbye to Todd and Stan before driving home. I unlocked the door and made my way inside. I locked the door behind me and sat on the couch and turned on the TV. I sighed and looked into the bedroom to find it empty. Maybe everyone was right. It's like we're not even in a relationship anymore. I shook the thought out of my head and decided to watch a movie. I decided on (500) days of Summer. Halfway through it, I finally fell asleep but Ted was still glued to my mind.