Torrie woke up the next day to the smell of coffee. She groaned and reached for her clothes. She walked around the second floor and found a bathroom. She took a shower and dried her hair. She put on her light denim mini with her light pink Hollister polo. She curled her hair and headed downstairs. John was leaning against the counter with the sports page of the newspaper. Torrie sighed and sat on the stairs ands watched him for a while. She watched his eyes move while he was reading. Every once in a while he would pick up his coffee and drink it. Then he would set it down on the front page of the paper. Torrie watched him for 10 minutes. She didn't know why she did. It reminded her of Randy somehow. Randy. How was he? Was he thinking about her? Did he still care for her? Wait, why did she care? She finally got up and made her way down the rest of the steps. John looked up from the paper and smiled.

"Morning sunshine."

"Good morning. Did you bother to make breakfast?"

"Oh I was supposed to do that?"

Torrie laughed and kissed him. She looked in the fridge and searched for food. John came up behind her and looked with her.

"Nope nothing. Guess we have to go out and get some breakfast."

Actually there was plenty of food. Torrie could make eggs, French toast, or just heat up some pancakes in the fridge. But she figured John wanted to go out, so she agreed. She grabbed her light pink Juicy purse and put her sunglasses on. She slipped on her white flip flops and went outside. She saw John go upstairs.

"Where are you going?"

"Changing. Meet you in the car."

Torrie sighed and went outside. It was a beautiful morning. She sat on the porch and looked at John's car. It was a really crappy car. Torrie got an idea. She could take it to a shop and make it look like brand new! She knew that John loved that car so she couldn't get a new one. But who could she ask to help her? None of the divas knew about cars except Maria. But she was too busy. She went through the lists of stars until one name hit her. Randy. He knew John better then anyone. She would call him after breakfast. John came out and ran past her. He was wearing his kaki shorts and plain white shirt with a blue checkered short sleeve button up. His white Reeboks kicked up dust while his Rolex watch shined in the sunlight. Torrie got up and got into the passenger seat.

"So what's a good place to eat around here?"

"There's this place called El Dorado. It's a nice little café that serves good breakfast food. Hope you have an appetite."

John started the car and headed into town. Torrie looked at all the little shops on the streets. They pulled in front of the little café John was talking about. John got out and ran around the car. He opened Torrie's car door for her.

"Awwww how traditional."

Torrie kissed John as he closed the door. They sat at a table outside on a patio. Torrie looked at all the people passing by. Some said hi to John and made some conversation with him. A couple times he introduced Torrie so she was included some times. The rest of the time she sat at the table drinking her mocha reading the paper. She looked to the sports page also and saw a headline that interested her.

'WWE star gets fined and possibly suspended.'

Torrie sat back in her chair, and then looked closer at the headline. She sipped her mocha and read on.

'WWE star Ashley Missaro is being fined by WWE Chairman Vince McMahon for rude pictures sent to Vince McMahon via e-mail. The pictures included Ashley Missaro nude and with another man. The dates on the pictures were dated October 4, 2005. Sources state that she already has a boyfriend, and he wasn't the man in the pictures. He's fellow WWE star Randy Orton, who is the youngest WWE World Heavyweight Champion to date in WWE history. Ashley Missaro's rep claims that the pictures are "misleading and wrong." For the dating on the pictures her rep also claims that "the dates are wrong and the only reason someone would do this is for attention. Ashley is deeply embarrassed with the situation and would like to fix it as quickly as possible." As for Randy Orton his rep says that yes he has seen the pictures and is hurt from the revealing pictures. He plans to talk to Ashley about the pictures. So far he doesn't believe that the photos are fake and is looking for an explanation. Ashley is being fined $200 per picture.

Torrie put down the paper and looked at John. He was done talking to people and eating his breakfast in front of him.

"John did you see this?"

Torrie pointed at the article and John leaned forward to look at it. His expression changed and grabbed the paper. He read the article. Finally he put down the paper and stared in aw.

"How could I have missed that?"

"I don't know. But do you think the pictures are real or fake?"

"Well if the date was from last night they have to real."

"But what if the gut changed the date?"

"You can't change dates on pictures hun."

"Well I think their fake. And you better too."

"Are you telling me what to think?"

Torrie gulped. She could feel a fight coming on. But she went ahead anyways.

"Are you only thinking their real in favor of Randy?"

"Are you thinking the pictures are fake in favor of Ashley?"

"That's not the point."

"Then what's the point?"

"The point is that the pictures are fake and you should believe they are too!"

"I would if I could but the proof states that their real!"

"You just don't want Randy to get mad!"

"I could care less if Randy was mad at me. You just don't want Ashley to be mad at you!"

"Oh so your saying that I'm a puppet?"

"Then that's what your saying to me!"

"I don't have time for this."

"Then I guess you don't have time for us."

John got up and walked away. He got in the car and drove away. She sat back and put her sunglasses on. It wasn't that sunny…but she had to hide her tears somehow.

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Ashley sat in her apartment, her head in her hands. Her rep and some of her friends were there trying to fix things. Her rep was constantly on the phone and her friends were telling her all kind of things. But she just ignored them. She just looked at the letter from Vince on the floor. Then her phone rang. She didn't need to look at who was calling cause she already knew who it was. She picked up the phone and went to a different room.

"Hello?"

"What the hell are those pictures Ash? Please tell me their fake!"

Ashley cried and started to pace the bathroom floor. She squatted down and out her hand on her forehead.

"Ash their fake right? Right?"

Ashley started to cry. Her voice wasn't fully there at the time.

"I'm so sorry Randy."

Ashley pulled the phone away so she couldn't hear Randy screaming. She cried and finally held up the phone when she couldn't hear anything else. Randy started to cry over the phone.

"But why Ash? Are you trying to be Torrie and break my heart or what?"

"No I would never deliberately try and hurt you! I was at my house and my ex came over and wanted to patch things up! He brought over some kind of wine that he said was from India or whatever. I had a few drinks. One thing lead to another and then I wake up this morning to my rep screaming at me!"

"So it's the same thing that happened with Torrie!"

"But Randy…"

"What did the guy look like?"

"Randy don't go after him!"

"I said what did the guy look like?!"

Ashley cried and tried to gain some composure. She finally picked up the phone.

"He had blonde hair, blue eyes, and a scar above his eye..."

She heard a chair or something hit a wall. Then she heard screaming in the backround. Randy wanted to throw the phone, but not yet.

"God damn it Ash! God how stupid are you?!"

"I know what I did was wrong!"

"Not only that! It's the same guy Torrie did it with!"

Ashley's mouth dropped. She didn't know that! Why would Randy think she did?

"Randy…I didn't know..."

"To hell you didn't know! Of course you knew! You and Torrie have been tight since you got here! God Ashley how could you!"

"Randy I didn't mean to! Randy please forgive me!"

"No! I've been through this already! God Ashley! I don't know what to do with you…"

Ashley heard faint crying. It hurt her for what she did. Her friends were banging on the door to get in.

"Randy..."

"You know what? I don't need this right now. I don't know if I need you right now!"

She heard something hit the wall. Then the phone went dead. Randy had thrown the phone at the wall. Ashley couldn't help but do the same. At that moment her friends came in and surrounded and crying diva. But Ashley just pushed them away. She grabbed her coat and opened her door.

"Where do you think your going? You can't go out there!"

Ashley slammed the door and threw her coat on the floor.

"Out! Everyone out! I don't care what your doing! Just everyone out!"

"But Ashley…"

"OUT!!"

Everyone looked at Ashley weird. Finally they gave in and walked out. Ashley threw her glass at the door. The glass shattered to pieces. It was just like her heart. Her dog was hiding under her bed. She started to cry again and knelt on the floor.

"Come on hun. You don't need to leave."

She picked up her dog and started to pet him. Her dog licked her tears away. She laughed a little and sat on her bed. Her phone rang, but she didn't want to get it. Every message people left was about how she was doing or how dare she do what she did. But she didn't care. She started to cry again. She wanted to call Randy back. But he hated her. She had done what Torrie had done to him. She laid on her bed while her dog cuddled up next to her. She cried and buried her face in her pillow. She wanted to stay there and wait for this day to end. She had ruined everything. How could she fix it? There was no possible way.