The Story of Us
chapter three;

Can't Go Home

Abby leaned back in her spot, her eyes looking lazily at the television which was showing a promo for Monday Night Raw; showing that Randy would be facing Miz for the WWE Championship for the dark match after the show went off the air. Quietly, she looked up and spotted Randy pulling his gray t-shirt over his large shoulders.

The couple had spent the night getting reacquainted with one another and all she knew was that she felt sick to her stomach. She had cheated on Daniel with her ex – and what was worse was that she enjoyed the night spent with Randy.

"Where are you off to?" Randy's deep breath asked, raising an eyebrow as he watched her in the mirror.

Abby let her arms wrap around her pillow and she sighed loftily, "It's Brett's birthday this weekend," she told him. "So we're all going back home to celebrate," she informed.

"Ted, too?" Randy asked, turning and leaning against the counter in the bathroom, watching her now.

She nodded, "Ted, too."

He was silent for a moment before he motioned for her to join him. He watched her intently as her lingerie clad body walked slowly towards him. It was almost as if the girl wanted to tease him before she left him yet again. When she got close enough, Randy let his hands reach forward and rest on her hips, pulling her close to him. His hips rest against her's and he smiled.

"Are you going to play nice with him?" he teased softly, his lips going to her jaw.

Abby gave a gentle smile, "Only if he plays nice with me," she told him. Her arms wrapped around his neck and held him close. "Where are you going?" she asked.

"Raw tonight, St. Louis tomorrow, then Friday night I leave for the weekend shows. I've got some time off that I can spend the week with Alanna," he said with a smirk, pushing her hair back. "Maybe I can get Miss Wrestlemania to come home to me after her brother's birthday."

Abby sighed and relaxed softly, almost nervous to tell him what she had been practicing for the past six hours in her head. "Randy," she whispered, "I just... I need to stop this," she told him. "I know that you love me, and you know that I love you – but I can't keep doing this," she murmured. "I can't keep cheating on Dani-"

Randy snorted and stepped away from her, "Daniel doesn't deserve you," he said with a roll of his eyes.

"And you think that you do?" Abby quipped right back.

"I know so much more about you than that douche does!" Randy snapped, his hand going to his forehead.

"Right," Abby said, "You're so full of you-"

"Your favorite color is pink," Randy said, "But you'd never let anyone know that because you wouldn't wanna be looped in with divas like Kelly or Rosa," he said with a shake of his head, speaking over her loud sigh.

"Randy-" Abby tried.

The Viper stepped forward, "You eat Cheerios, because they're healthy, yet you douse them in sugar and just a little bit of milk, getting rid of all of the nutrition value!" he said, shaking his head.

"You were seventeen when you had your first kiss, you were raised in the South, you try to give Alanna the best advice and make the best examples for her because you know one day, she's going to be your own daughter. And you know that we deserve to have our own happy ending, you're just too afraid!"

Abby frowned and stayed silent.

"When you were a little girl, you'd watch your mom and dad and long for their relationship, but you grew up to see that nothing was perfect in your life. And that," Randy said, raising his voice, pointing at her face, "Is why you don't want to marry me," he stated. "You're scared that our kids would realize when they got older that they would not look at their parents as the fairy tale ending. Well, news flash, Abby, nothing is perfect. And if you just realize that," Randy said, shaking his head.

"You cheated on me!" Abby yelled. "I can't trust you! Do you know how that feels?"

Randy's face looked like it would when he first got the notion that he was going to punt one of his opponents. His cheeks reddened and his breath went through his teeth as he gritted them at her.

"I cheated?" he asked, surprisingly calm.

"Mike showed me pictures after the Rumble," I said gently, looking down. "And... all I know is that I saw you making out with this slut in a picture an-"

Randy shook his head and looked down, "If you think that I would truly cheat on you, you're sick in the head!"

"Just like you?" Abby asked, viciously.

Quietly, Randy looked down and rolled his eyes, "Go home, enjoy your vacation – and enjoy this night, cause I'm never going to let this happen again."


"Abby."

Abby looked up from her iPod and instinctively removed an ear bud. She spotted Daniel in front of her, a confused look on his face.

"Where have you been? I was worried about you! I tried calling you – and your phone wouldn't answer," Daniel informed, his hands on his hips as he watched her in her sun lounger. She was laying back in her hot pink bikini – her hair up in a ponytail and she seemed to be thinking.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

She simply nodded and spoke softly, "I'm fine. My phone died and I was hanging out with Valencia," she sighed. "I'm sorry, Daniel, I didn't mean to worry you," she asked. "Where are you going?"

He was wearing a pair of shorts and his Daniel Bryan shirt. "I have to go to the arena, but I'll come right to Florida afterwards so we can celebrate Brett's birthday, right?"

Abby slowly nodded her head again, "Alright..." she leaned up as he kissed her lips quickly. "I'll see you tomorrow," she nodded.

When Daniel walked off, she cleared her throat and looked at her fingers. She felt so dirty for cheating on him, especially with her ex fiance.

It would be a lie if Abby told herself that she didn't love Randy – because she did – it was just so mean to be dragging Daniel around while she contemplated getting back with the Viper.

Well, after this morning, would there even be a shot with the Viper now?

Quietly, she took her cell phone out of her tote and typed a quick message to the familiar number.

I'm sorry that I've been doing this to you. I love you so much and I just don't know what I'm going to do any more. You know so much about me and at the end of the day, I know that I belong with you. But you have to... you have to prove to me that you didn't do anything wrong. Please, if you love me, you'll show me that I'm the only one for you.

She sent it and sighed, biting on her bottom lip as she felt the nervousness relaxing in the pit of her stomach.

The phone vibrated a second later and she spotted his response.

I'm sorry – but if you can't believe me when I say I didn't do anything, then you don't know me the way I thought you did. I love you more than any thing in this whole world - it makes me sick to think that you'd take Mike's word over mine.


AUTHOR'S NOTE;

WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN?

SORRY IT WAS SO SHORT.

WHAT DID YOU THINK ABOUT RANDY'S FACTS ABOUT ABBY? ;D

I LOVE IT.

WHAT WILL ABBY DO?

THREE REVIEWS?

Love

Ashley.