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Chapter 7: A Change of Thought

Randy was able to retain his WWE Championship, and he was glad about this. However, there was something else on his mind. His certain altercation with the petite diva had been running through his mind the whole night. He knew that it didn't mean anything, but there was a certain nagging voice, that was telling him otherwise. The way her soft lips, welcomed his, was almost too exhilarating for him. He needed to find a way to get Mickie out of his head. He noticed a certain slender diva talking on her cell phone in the corner of the hallway. This was the kind of distraction he was in need of.

"Why is it that a beautiful diva, as yourself, is alone tonight?" Randy asked as he approached the diva

Alicia Fox looked up to gaze at the amazing male specimen standing in front of her. She quickly said goodbye to whoever she was talking to on the phone. "You think I'm beautiful?"

Randy realized that this was going to be too easy, "Of course I do."

"Well, I was just on my way to my room. That match tonight really tired me out."

"I must say, you were very impressive in that match. And this is coming from a man who rarely compliments divas." Too bad you lost

Alicia blushed, "That is a great compliment coming from you. And your match was great too, especially since your still champ."

Randy smirked, "I'll admit, it wasn't easy. But I proved tonight who the better man was between me and Triple H."

Randy noticed the disgusted look on her face when he mentioned The Game's name. "You don't condone the things I've done to him I'm guessing." Randy shrugged this off; he was used to people telling him how much of a monster he was.

What Alicia was about to say, shocked Orton to the core, "No actually, I'm happy someone finally knocked him off his pedestal. We all know he is only 13-time World Champ, because he's married to a McMahon."

Randy couldn't help but smile," I couldn't agree more Alicia. Listen, I believe that, that a sexy woman like you, and a handsome man like me, should not be alone tonight.

"And what sort of plans do you have in mind?"

Randy leaned in closer, "Plans, that I can't talk about, but only show you," he said as he winked.

Randy's wink, made Alicia's heart skip a beat. He was obviously planning on sleeping with her. Randy rarely ever spoke to divas, so this was a chance she would not give up. Randy leant out his hand, and of course she did not even take one second to think as she relentlessly gave him her hand. He led her to his room, closed the door, and was ready for one hell of a wild night. Unfortunately, he did not see a certain blond diva, hidden around the corner, who had listened and witnessed everything that just happened.

Usually by midnight Mickie would be in her room sleeping. Tonight, however, she awake with a weird craving of French Vanilla, so she got out of bed and was waiting for the elevator to arrive. When the elevator finally came, she saw a frantic Kelly come out of it.

"Mickie, you won't believe what I just saw."

Mickie was tired, and cranky, so she sure was not in the mood for one of her friend's games. "I don't know Kelly, and I don't care. I probably will care in the morning though so tell me then."

She began to move past her best friend, until her friend's sudden grip caught onto her. "Trust me, you're going to want to hear this.. now."

Mickie rolled her eyes, "What is it Kels, what is so important, that you can't wait till tomorrow?"

" Well, I was 3rd floor, visiting Punk right, and when I came out of his room, I saw Alicia and Randy heading into Orton's room."

"Kelly, why would I care about this?"

Now, Kelly was the one rolling her eyes, "C'mon Mickie, he just kissed you like two hours ago and now he's sleeping with her."

" Kelly, a kiss, is just a kiss. It didn't mean anything to me. As far as I'm concerned, Randy can go sleep with all the divas. Now if you will excuse me, there is a French Vanilla downstairs with my name on it."

"Say whatever you want. But I know you, and I know that you care."

By the time Kelly said this, Mickie was already in the elevator with the elevator doors closing. She was eventually going to get to the ground floor, but first she decided to make a quick stop to the 3rd floor.

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Randy was on top of his bed, staring at the ceiling, and that familiar smirk began to creep on his face. He couldn't believe how easy it was to get a woman in bed, particularly the WWE divas. Alicia was defiantly not one of his best that he had had, but she was above average. This was exactly what he needed to get Mickie out of his head. His thoughts were interrupted by an annoying knock at his door.

"Who the hell is knocking at my door, at this hour in the night," Randy yelled as he opened the door. He had to lower his gaze in order to witness who was standing at his door. "Oh, it's just you. What do you want?" he asked.

Fire burned in Mickie's eyes, "So is it routine for you to kiss one girl, then have sex with another, in just 2 hours!" Mickie exclaimed as walked past Randy to enter his room.

Randy turned around to face her, but could not help but let out a well deserved chuckle, "Wait, let me get this straight. You come to my room, at what time is it...12:15...just to yell at me for sleeping with another women, after I kissed you. You know, I never saw you as the jealous type Mickie."

Mickie gasped at his comment, "Jealous, jealous. I am not jealous Randy. I'm simply just stating a fact. Besides, that kiss meant nothing."

Randy raised his eyebrows, "Mickie, if that kiss meant nothing, then why are you in my room right now," Randy said in a quieter tone.

Mickie bit her lip, trying to think of why the hell she was even there in the first place. She didn't care that he was sleeping with other women, she knew that he was the Ladies Thriller. So why did she feel the need to come and see him at this hour of the night.

"I just came to tell you that the kiss didn't mean anything to me, and that I would appreciate it if you didn't try and do that again."

"Hmm," Randy thought for a moment, "As I recall you didn't push me away. You actually didn't complain when I was kissing you."

Mickie couldn't help but blush as she rolled her eyes. He was right; she didn't even attempt to stop the kiss. It was him who ended it. And as much as she would try to deny it to herself, she enjoyed the sensuous kiss.

"Oh whatever. I really don't have time for this," she exclaimed as she was walking towards the door. Only Randy was blocking her way to the door.

"You really hate it when other people, like me, can see right through you."

" O please Randy. You know nothing about me."

" I know you a lot more than you think," Randy muttered as he looked away from her.

Mickie was confused, and her confusion was let out when she asked, "What?" However, her question was not answered, as she turned her attention to the opening door of the bathroom, where out walked the pretty diva.

"Let me get this straight, you two kissed?!?! WOW! Aren't you dating Cena? Oh man, wait till he hears about this," Alicia giggled.

"Let me go," Mickie said coldly to Randy, as he moved out of her way to let the somber diva leave his room.

Randy slowly walked towards Alicia, but she thought he was doing this in order to continue what they were doing about ten minutes ago. He leaned in closely, making sure that what he was about to say was made loud and clear, so Alicia would understand.

"If you know what's good for you, you're going to keep your mouth shut. And that is not a threat, it's a promise. Now I would appreciate it, if you gathered your clothes, and showed yourself out the door."

Alicia did not move, for she was still in a state of shock with the way he was talking to her.

"Now!" Randy yelled viscously, as his blue eyes, were starting to turn cold.

At that command, Alicia quickly gathered her things, and left, leaving an angry Randy in the room.

"Fuck," was all Randy could say, as he thought about today's recent events.

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"Hey, Mickie wait up!" yelled a familiar manly tone. Mickie angrily turned around to see who was calling her name. When she saw it was her boyfriend, John, she frantically ran into his arms.

"Babe, are you alright," John Cena asked concerned. It hurt him to see her hurt.

"John, you were right about him" Mickie said as she looked into John's loving eyes.

"Right about who?"

"About Randy, he is a monster. A cold, selfish, arrogant monster."

John chuckled, "Hate to say I told you so, but what made you realize this?"

Mickie knew she could never tell Cena about the kiss, for he would probably go and hurt Orton. Although this was not necessarily a bad thing, she knew the damage that Orton would most likely inflict on Cena.

"You should have seen the way he treated Alicia. I mean he slept with her, and then right after just kicks her out as if she didn't mean anything." However, Mickie didn't' know that Randy really kicked Alicia out, but was just making up a story, to cover up for the real one.

"Yeah, that sounds like classic Orton. I understand your concern, but it's really none of your business how he treats other people. As long as he doesn't hurt you, then I'm good."

Mickie gave him a half smile as John continued. "What do you say, you come to my room, and I'll make you a hot cup of French Vanilla, give you a nice body massage, and we'll see what happens from there," he said as he winked."

"I'd like that John," Mickie said as they turned to enter John's room.

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Meanwhile, the two Legacy members were downstairs at 1 am sitting and talking at the bar. They deserved a reward, in helping Randy retain his title, something that Randy never gave them. People might say that they act like his puppies, but they see it as an opportunity to gain knowledge and experience by being around the top WWE star. Cody Rhodes couldn't help but notice the beautiful blonde woman that just walked to the bar.

"Stop staring, Cody, you'll never get her," Ted DiBiase pointed out.

"Oh I know I can."

Ted smirked, "Fifty bucks, you can't."

Cody wasn't one for making bets on woman, but he never backed down from a challenge. "Alright, you're on. You know what I think I'm going to go over to her right now." Cody turned around in his sit, and headed in the direction of the beauty. However once he reached his destination, he was stumped for words.

The blonde diva looked up to him, "Is there something you wanted Cody?" she asked. Not in a rude way, but in a questioning way.

"Uh, I just came over here to umm, congratulate you on your win tonight," Cody finally said.

"Thanks. I would say the same, but cheated to win, so I don't really count that as a win."

"That's fair enough...I guess."

Kelly stood, as she prepared to leave, "Yeah it is fair, but I don't blame you necessarily. It's that jerk that you follow, that I blame. I remember when you used to be such a nice guy Cody. What happened? O wait I know...you became a Randy Orton clone."

"Hey, now that's not true," Cody argued back.

Kelly rolled her eyes, "I really don't have the time or energy to argue, so if you will excuse me, I'm gonna go up to my room and sleep."

Cody just watched as the diva turned around and headed towards the elevator. He felt a hand pat him on the shoulder, and turned to face his friend laughing.

"Cody, I believe you owe me fifty dollars, please and thank you."

Cody smirked, "I don't owe you anything yet my friend. Just because I didn't get her tonight, doesn't mean that I won't. She just has to warm up to me."