Michelle threw open the locker-room door and stormed out into the hallway. She got a few glares from the staff and she just nudged their presence. She was all worked up and pissed off at the same time. She couldn't believe Chuck would do something like this to her, of all people. She had done so much for him, and she just assumed that it was all for nothing now. She walked down the hall; Victoria asked her what the hell was up with her. She just kept on walking, she could hear Vic cussing her out as she continued her way down the hall until she seen Randy chatting away with CM Punk, John Cena, and Triple H. She walked right up behind him. Cena, Punk, and Triple H looked at her, they could tell she beyond pissed and they could tell she had tears forming in her eyes. They pointed towards her and Randy turned around. She looked at him and just busted out into tears. Randy, being the "big brother" he was, wrapped his arms around her and held her close. He didn't even have to ask what was up, he knew damn well Chuck had pulled some stupid stunt on her again and this time… Michelle blew.

Michelle and Randy walked back to her locker-room. They were getting mysterious glares this time, Randy had his arm around Michelle and he was rubbing her shoulder. She was in tears and on the verge of a breakdown. She shook her head and looked up at Randy. "Why… Why did he do it, Rand? Why… I just don't understand." Randy sighed and shook his head and patted her shoulder. He didn't know what to tell her, he wanted to kiss her and tell her everything was going to be better now that he was her. But, he didn't want to ruin their friendship with a stupid little kiss. He patted his hand on her shoulder a few more times and left out a deep sigh. "I don't know Chelle. He just doesn't realize what's in front of him. He missed out on something great." Michelle smiled and gave Randy a friendly hug as they came to the locker-room. "Thanks hun." Randy looked at her as she pushed open the locker-room door. Damn, wasn't she beautiful? He couldn't believe Chuck never took notice of what was right in front of him. He had the whole package plus much more with Michelle… Why was Randy the only one noticing this?

He followed her into her locker-room and shut the door behind him. He knew Michelle wanted to talk to him privately.

As Randy shut the door, Michelle looked up at him. She shook her head and walked over to where her cell phone lay. It was tattered around on the floor, in miscellaneous pieces. She finally put the case back on and the battery back in and turned on the phone. Once it was on, she went to her Message Inbox and scrolled down to the third message. She clicked on it and handed it to Randy. "Whenever you're ready, just hit OK and it'll play." She stepped back and took a seat on the chair behind her as Randy hit the OK button and began to watch the horror that had unfolded in front of Michelle minutes ago. He shook his head and flipped the phone shut when it got to the "part". He was so disgusted with Chuck at that point. He had no idea what'd he do if he seen that bastard around… He was surely going to be in jail sooner or later. He looked at Michelle and shook his head, then placed his hands on his side and rolled his eyes. "I can't believe that asshole would do something to you like this, Chelle… I wanna pound his head in right now. God… He better pray to god I don't get his hands on him." Michelle looked at Randy, she could tell the state of anger Randy was in. When Randy was angry, he was b angry /b . She put her head down and sighed. "I don't know Randy… But just keep your cool. I've already lost Chuck… I don't need to loose you too."

After the long talk between her and Randy about Chuck, she just wasn't very enthusiastic about her match in a few moments. Quite frankly, she didn't even want to compete. But she knew she had to. She had to put on a fake smile and act all happy, even though she wasn't. She walked to the arena entrance where the black curtains were placed. She seen Kelly standing there and walked up behind her, patting her on the back. "Good luck out there." Kelly turned around and smiled and nodded. "Thanks. You too. What's wrong?" Michelle really didn't feel as if she should tell Kelly what was going on with Chuck and her at the moment. She didn't want to piss her off either. She just wanted to leave it be… but knew damn well that it was going to break out sooner or later. She sighed and shook her head… "Nothing…don't worry about it." Kelly looked at her, very confused. She knew something was eating away at Michelle. She wasn't acting herself, and she wanted to get to the bottom of this problem and help her friend out. She couldn't bear to see Michelle like this.

After the bell rang, Michelle was glad that the match was over. She just wanted to get back to the comforts of her locker-room and think about the whole situation. Hopefully Randy would still be there to talk to, and if not she was sure she would manage. After all, she was a big girl. And she just looked back on what her momma had always told her, big girls don't cry. She sighed and walked slowly back to her locker-room. She heard the fast-pace of footsteps behind her and sighed. She knew Kelly was running after her, it was a no-brainer. "Hey Michelle, wait up." Michelle swung around and didn't look too happy. She just wanted to be left alone and she wanted to deal with this problem herself. She didn't need nosey people butting into her personal life. Kelly finally reached her and smiled. "I'm glad I caught you. You seem, I don't know… different? What's up?" Michelle sighed and shook her head; it looks as if she was left dealing with the blonde's questions after all. "Nothing, it's just Chuck. I really don't wanna talk about it right now. Can we talk later, maybe?" "Sure! I'll catch up with you later, then? Me and Mickie are going to grab a few drinks later. Come with?" Michelle sighed and shrugged, she wasn't sure if she would be up for a drink later or not. But then again, it might be good for her. "I don't know, we'll see. Alright?" "Alright. Talk to you later then." Michelle sighed and leaned up against the wall next to her door. Thank god Kelly was gone, that was one person off her shoulders, for now. She turned and opened the door knob to her locker-room. She was hoping Randy was still inside… She still needed someone to talk to.