4/30/15
Author's note: This is the last chapter of the Randy/Amy story. Thank you everyone who's favorited/followed the story and I hope you continue to do so with my other ones.
It had been a weeks since the lobby incident and you had been avoiding Randy as much as possible. You'd say hi to him when you passed him in the hotels and locker rooms, but that was it. He was giving you space like you'd asked and you respected that 'cause you really didn't know what to do. You had had a couple more binge/purge attacks which made you feel worse about the whole thing and you knew you had to make up your mind soon or you'd totally self-destruct.
We were in Nashville, Tennessee for a house show when you found Randy in one of the hallways talking to John Cena, not a close friend of yours, but a friend nonetheless. John walked away as you approached which you found odd, but didn't ask.
"Hey." you said when you got to wear John was standing.
"Hi, Amy. You ready to talk to me?" he said, getting to the point.
You took a breath and said, "Yes, finally. I'm sorry that I've been avoiding you lately, but I finally got my head straight. I will forgive you for what happened in the lobby if you promise to tell your ex not to do that again. I don't want you do not see your daughter and I know seeing her means seeing your ex, just please set boundaries with her. I'm a believer in the three strikes you're out rule. You're on strike one so you have two more chances. Mess those up and we're officially done."
Randy waited till you were finished to reply. "I actually did talk to Sam after what happened and I told her that I was taken and that it was wrong of me to allow her to make moves on me and she said she didn't know. She claims that she won't do it again, but she's known to be a bit persistent with that kind of thing so I'll definitely have to be careful. I promise to not do this to you again, Amy. I don't need two more strikes if I mess up one more time I'll leave you alone and let you find someone better. I love you and I want to someday start a life with you. Not any time soon of course, but somewhere down the line."
You smiled and hugged him burying your head into his chest as he hugged you back and kissed the top of your head. When you pulled away he said, "How 'bout we celebrate after the show? Maybe a movie and pizza in my room?"
You nodded and said, "Sounds good." before giving him a tender kiss on the lips.
Two years later you and Randy were married with a son named Daniel, who luckily didn't inherit your eating problems. You still deal with it from time to time, but Randy's a huge support system and you really don't know where you'd be without him.