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"Randy…can I ask you something?" Alison asked as they drove home from the hospital.
"Sure, you can ask me anything," he replied.
"When you walked into my hospital room, you asked my parents who they were. If we are married, don't you know who they are?"
Sighing, Randy contemplated on whether or not he should tell her. And if he did tell her, would she even believe him? "Alison, you aren't very close to your family," he finally admitted, but deciding not to say anything more. "In fact, you haven't seen or spoken to them in a year and a half."
Alison was shocked. "A year and a half? Really?"
He nodded as he pulled into their driveway. Alison's eyes widened as she got out of the SUV. The house was so much bigger than she expected. It was a big, brick mansion with its perfect landscaping covered in snow. The word wow escaped her lips.
Randy smirked. "Why do you say wow?"
"The house- its….HUGE! What do you do for a living? What do I do for a living? Are we even able to afford this? We have to be up in our eyeballs in debt," Alison rambled.
"Yes, we can definitely afford the house," he explained as they walked up the sidewalk and to the front door. "I am a WWE wrestler and you teach dance classes downtown at the High Ridge Rec Center. And don't worry, we aren't up to our eyeballs in debt," he winked.
As soon as Randy opened the door and the couple walked into the living room, a small crowd yelled surprise, startling Alison. She glanced back toward Randy, and he could already see tears starting to form in her brown eyes. "What's going on?"
Before Randy got a chance to answer, a blonde woman came up to Alison, arms wide open. "Alison," she exclaimed. "I'm so glad to see you out of the hospital! I was there nearly every day, but Randy didn't think the crowd of visitors would be good for you."
"Yea that is true," he admitted. "Britney was there about every day."
"Britney?" Alison questioned, turning back to the woman in front of her.
"Yes! I work at the Rec Center with you. We are best friends."
Randy then introduced his wife to some of their friends in town, and as this continued, Alison felt as if the world around her was a blur. Just as Randy introduced her to his friend from the WWE, John Cena, she knew it had to stop.
"Uh, uh I'm sorry," Alison finally blurted out. "I need to get out of here," she said, rushing out of the room and heading up the stairs.
As soon as he witnessed his wife leave the room, Randy knew he'd made the wrong decision to bring everyone to the house. He then turned back to his friend. "John, do you mind getting everyone out of here? I need to go check on Alison."
"No problem," he agreed. "Consider everyone gone."
Once Alison reached the top of the stairs, she grew more confused as she walked into each bedroom; but it didn't seem like it was her actual bedroom. Finally at the end of the hallway, she found the master bedroom. When she saw the make up table in the bathroom and several pictures of herself and Randy, Alison knew she had the right bedroom. As she picked one up to inspect, the bedroom door gently opened.
"Al," Randy started. "I'm sorry baby."
"You know, it was enough to leave the hospital and go to a strange house with a strange man. But to come here and have those people crowd around me, that was just-"
"I thought it would help you. Maybe even help jog your memory a little," Randy said, not moving from the doorway.
"I felt like the world was a blur downstairs and it was just daunting. I can't believe you thought I would be ok with it!"
"Alison, I can't apologize enough. It was a dumb idea on my part."
"Please, just get out," Alison whispered, the tears now streaming down her cheeks.
"Can we please talk more?" he asked as he walked a little toward her.
"Damn it Randy, get out!" she exclaimed.
He knew he'd really blown it. "I'm sorry baby," he kept saying as he left the room. Once the door closed, Alison burst into harder tears as she buried her face in her hands.
Randy settled in the next room and was silently cursing himself as he stripped down to his boxers. "I can't believe I actually thought a get together would be ok. Hell, she's not comfortable with me so why would she be comfortable with a crowd of strangers? I'm such a dumbass!"
The next morning, Alison was awaken to the smell of pancakes and bacon. After getting dressed, she made her way through the maze they called a home. Once she was in the kitchen doorway, Randy was in view. There he was, sitting at the kitchen table with a cup of coffee.
"Good morning," she finally stated.
Randy looked up and watched Alison as she crossed the room, looking for a coffee cup. "Good morning," he said. "Listen, I want to apologize for last night."
"No, I should apologize," Alison said as she sat across from Randy. "I shouldn't have reacted in the way I did. I should have been more open to the idea."
"I am basically a stranger and you are in an unfamiliar house, and you had every right to react the way you did," Randy re-affirmed.
A few minutes of silence passed as the couple continued eating their meal. "So, what do I all day?" she finally asked.
"Well, you check your email and pay the bills. You also go to the Rec Center every day to teach dance lessons. I can drive you down there if you like."
"Oh no, I don't want to keep you. What do you do all day?"
"Normally I'm home 3 days a week, but with me being off until the new year, I would probably go to the gym, hang out with family or run errands around town."
"Well, that's what you should do."
Randy was hesitant as he stood up. Sure, he was ready for the gym and a good workout would clear his mind, but the thought of leaving Alison alone frightened him. "I don't know if that is such a good idea."
"I'm a big girl," Alison smiled sarcastically. "I'll just look around and see if I can't find anything that might help."
After a few minutes of convincing, Randy finally grabbed his gym bag. "Umm, here is your cell phone and if you need anything, my cell number is of course in there. I won't be gone long."
Not long after Randy left the house, Alison found herself looking around the living room. On the fireplace mantle, there was a variety of pictures. There was one of herself and Randy, both smiling brightly. Another was of the couple, along with another older couple, another woman and two other men. Since Alison didn't recognize any of them, and she did recognize her own parents, she assumed it was Randy's family picture. And there was another, with several of the faces she had met the previous evening.
When she was done looking at pictures, Alison noticed movies sitting by the tv on the entertainment center. There was a black box sitting on top, with a post it note stuck to it. "More proof," she said out loud.
Within moments, the dvd started and Alison was settled on the microfiber couch. A second later, there she was with Randy. Randy's friend she had met last night, John, was obviously the camera man because he kept turning the device on himself.
"It's gonna happen," he giggled as Randy and Alison giggled along side him. "To celebrate Randy's big win, they are getting married!" he exclaimed, almost sounding like a talk show host. "Let's watch," he said as the camera turned back to the couple.
Randy was right. They were clearly standing in some chapel in Las Vegas, with a man in a sparklely jacket before them. She continued to watch as they signed a piece of paper, probably a marriage license and then the man was ready to begin the ceremony.
"Do you mind if we say our own vows?" Alison asked on the tape. Once the employee motioned her to go on, she was told to start. "Randy, first off I love you. I never thought I could love someone as much as I love you. I vow to always be honest with you and be your biggest supporter. I vow to be in the front row of your matches as much as I possibly can. I vow to agree to disagree on cherry cheesecake," she said with a smile as Randy smirked. "But above all, I vow to always lend an ear if you need someone to lean on & I promise to always stand faithfully by your side. I absolutely cannot wait to start our life together."
A few moments of silence passed. "Wow, how can I possibly top that?" Randy smiled. "Al, I vow to you… to not only be your husband, but your partner, your lover and your best friend. I vow to love you with everything in me and no matter what challenges might carry us apart, we will always find our way back to each other. You are the most important person to me, and I look forward to the next 50 years."
Alison let tears escape her eyes as the person in front of she & Randy pronounced them husband and wife, and giggled as he dipped her as they shared their first kiss. Sighing, Alison turned off the dvd. They definitely looked in love and happy on the video. Could those feelings resurrect, and she could actually feel the same way Randy did? Only time would tell…
