Wow, some of you guys were not too happy with Mickie in the last chapter! I don't blame you though!

From here on in, some major events are gonna be happening. You think you know people, but in the chapters to come, all your thoughts and opinions will be challenged and even changed.

I will be going to Europe in 15 days, so I am trying to write as many chapters as possible and update as many as I can before I leave.

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own WWE or any wrestlers.

The pounding head, sensitivity to light and the lack of memory, yup those would be the signs of a hangover.

I hate them.

Prying my eyes open, I glimpsed out the window. The light was peeking through the blinds and caused patterns on carpet.

My head began to throb and everytime I moved, I had to hold back the feeling to throw up.

Turning my head, I really had to hold back that feeling. There lying beside me was Randy Orton.

"Oh god." I moaned.

Lifting up the blankets I sighed when I realised I still had my clothes on. Suddenly some of the memories of last night rushed back to me.

Cody and Michelle in the elevator, Trish and I at the bar, Michelle and Trish fighting while Cody pulled Michelle off Trish, and I remembered Randy and I kissing.

Shaking my head, I groaned in pain. I was so stupid. One for shaking my head considering I had a massive hangover. But also because I kissed Randy.

Most of all I was stupid for thinking Cody wouldn't hurt me again. That was stupid.

I pushed the blanket off of me and stumbled into the bathroom, clutching at the wall in order to keep myself from falling.

Reaching the bathroom, I closed the door as quietly as possible. I wanted to freshen up, get dressed and leave before Randy woke up.

Grasping onto the counter top, I turned on the sink. I used my hands to scoop up some water and splash it on my face, hoping to wash away the feelings of shame.

I looked into the mirror for the first time all morning and grimaced at the sight. I had dark circles under my eyes, my skin was pale and blotchy and I looked like I got hit by a truck. Overall it wasn't a very attractive sight.

I pulled out my make-up bag and slowly began applying my foundation. My hands were shaking and I took in a deep breath, trying to calm myself. I pulled out my eyeliner and applied that. When I pulled out my clothes it was as if something triggered in my head and the late night memories of Randy and I came rushing back.

Flashback

Randy pushed me back on the bed, as my hands slid through his hair.

I moaned as his lips left mine and made a path down my neck. His hand moved under my shirt and my eyes snapped open. I couldn't do it. Even if I was pissed at Cody and even though I was heartbroken, I couldn't do it.

I pulled away from Randy and he looked down at me confused.

"I cant do this. I'm sorry Randy but I cant do this."

He sighed and sat up.

"Why not? Why not Mickie? You know that I have feelings for you. You obviously have them for me. Why cant you do this?"

I stayed silent, which made him angrier.

"DAMN IT MICKIE ANSWER ME."

His tone caused me to jump.

"I still love Cody." I whispered.

"What?"

"I SAID I STILL LOVE CODY!" I screamed. I don't know what came over me but I was suddenly so mad. "No matter what he does, I still love him. Even though I am heartbroken and even though I'm piss ass drunk, I still love Cody and I'm not gonna let this happen."

Randy stayed silent and laid down on the bed.

Um, okay. Please stay and sleep on my bed.

I didn't know what to do so I walked over to the couch and laid there. My hand went for my wrist, looking for my bracelet but then realised it wasn't there.

I still didn't have my bracelet and now I didn't have a loving boyfriend, at least I don't think I do.

After I fell asleep, Randy must have carried me to the bed and put me under the covers. But why did he stay? Why did he stay in my room in my bed?

I looked in the mirror, I was completely dressed and had on some make up. I was still hungover and didn't feel like going out of my way to look good.

Hoping that Randy was still asleep I peeked the door open. My prayers were answered and he was still snoring away.

I tip-toed past the bed and grabbed my shoes, slowly picking them up I reached for my room key and ran out of the door.

When I reached the elevator, I sighed and ran my hands through my hair. I grimaced when I realised it was the same elevator that Michelle and Cody were in just the day before.

The doors opened and I realised that standing there in all her crazy glory was Michelle.

"Well hello there Fatty."

Okay, did she really think petty insults would bother me? I'll admit they did. I felt a pain in my heart when she'd say them.

I stepped in the elevator and tried my hardest to ignore her.

"You know after Cody gave up looking for you last night, I was there to comfort him. I should thank you for that."

Ignore her. IGNORE HER, she is lying.

"I have to ask you, when you two used to...you know did his touch ever make you melt or is that me?"

Ok, this bitch is gonna get it.

"You know what you skinny little skank, you need to realise that Cody doesn't want you. Instead of going out of your way to ruin people's relationships, try and get your own." I have no clue where any of this was coming from. I took a step forward and was standing nose to nose to Michelle. "God, Michelle has it ever dawned on you that no one wants you? Even Ted couldn't stand you and he was only pretending to date you. You need to learn to shut the fuck up, leave me and Cody alone and drop dead."

"Ha. What are you gonna do if I dont?" She stepped closer to me. Our noses were touching.

"I will make sure that you will never wrestle the same way again."

We stayed silent for a few moments. God this was the longest elevator ride ever!

I was about to step back when I felt a sudden pain in my cheek. She slapped me. There was no way I would put up with that, so I slapped her back.

She turned her head back to look at me and gasped. She lept forward and grabbed a chunk of my hair.

Was she really grabbing my hair? Isnt she a wrestler? Why the hell is she going for my hair?

I shoved her off me, and this caused her to slam against the opposite wall. I kicked her in the stomach and she doubled over. That's when I heard the doors open. I began to walk forward, but tripped when Michelle grabbed a hold of my ankle. I slammed my head against the tile floor and immediately knew it was bleeding without even looking at it. When I began to feel dizzy, I tried to stand up, but fell back down. I faintly heard Michelle laughing behind me before I felt a pain in the side, which was most likely caused by her kicking me. She kicked me again, and again. I was bracing myself for another kick, but it never came. Instead I heard a familiar voice. Cody.

"Michelle, what the hell are you doing? Mickie, Mickie are you ok?" I could hear his voice, but it was far off. I felt his arms wrap around my waist and lift me off, then everything really went to black.

"Is she ok?" I could faintly hear voices above me. I was still a little hazy and couldn't figure out who the voice was.

"I think so. It looks like she hit her head pretty hard, and lost some blood. I think that's the only damage." Aha! I recognized that voice. It's Cody. He's so sweet to take me back here, wherever here is and take care of me. By the way where is here?

"Well I still think you should check out her ribs. When we walked up to her, Michelle was kicking her pretty hard." Now I recognized that voice. It was Ted. He sounded nervous.

I didn't hear a response, but I did feel Cody begin to lift my shirt and I think he was checking out my ribs. I felt his hand graze my side and I flinched at the pain. I'm pretty sure Cody saw because he stopped.

"Mickie, are you awake? Mickie?" he began to shake my shoulders.

Dumb ass, you don't do that. Instead of responding I lifted up my right hand and flipped him off.

"She seems fine." Ted chuckled, causing Cody to sigh.

"Open your eyes Micks."

"No." I groaned. My head hurt too much to open my eyes.

"Come on, we gotta make sure you're ok. Just open them for a second."

I sighed. I was still mad as hell at Cody, but by the tone of his voice I could tell he was worried so I decided I might as well try. Slowly but surely I began to pry open my eyes. My eye lids felt like weights and my head was throbbing which caused the room to spin slightly.

The room was bright, which made me want to slap someone. To my left was Cody and he was right beside me. I could see Teddy standing a few feet behind him.

"Welcome back." Teddy smiled.

I rolled my eyes and brought my hand to my head. I tried my hardest to look away from Cody. I didn't know what hurt more, seeing Cody and remembering all the pain he caused me or my throbbing head.

"What happened exactly?" I heard Cody asked. I had my head turned the opposite direction.

"Well, I got in the elevator before and Michelle got in after me. She started saying shit and I got pissed off so I got in her face. She slapped me and then I slapped her back. Then she grabbed my hair. MY HAIR! She's a freaking wrestler and she goes down the sissy catfight road and pulls my hair." I shook my head. Bad idea. It began to throb more. "Anyway, I pushed her off of me and kicked her and punched her. Then when the doors opened, she grabbed my foot and I tripped. I guess when I fell I slammed my head on the metal floor and I started bleeding. The last thing I remember is Michelle kicking my ribs and then I blacked out."

I saw Teddy nod from the corner of my eye, but Cody was just standing there. When I turned to look at him, he looked pissed.

Without saying a word, Cody turned around and walked out of the room.

Ted watched as he left and turned back at me. "He's just a little pissed. Michelle is trying to ruin his life, and by hurting you, I think she thought she could take you out and he'd go running to her."

"So its true?"

"Whats true?"

"That Michelle planned all of this? That Michelle is obsessed with Cody and is going after him?"

"Yup. She even tried to get me to pretend to be her boyfriend."

"Yeah. You did that." I pointed out. I was still mad that he helped Michelle break my heart.

"I'm so sorry Mick." He ran to my side and grabbed my hand. "She said that she was going after Cody with or without me. I thought that maybe if I went along with it I could convince her to stop or if that didn't work I could warn you or Cody, I just never got the chance."

I simply nodded. I knew that Teddy would never hurt me, not on purpose at least. He was like my big brother.

"Well at least Maryse will be happy now that she knows you and Michelle aren't really together.''

"Maryse?" Ted looked confused. Don't tell me he was that stupid.

"Teddy, are you stupid? Or just blind?"

"What are you talking about?"

I chuckled. Boys are so silly. "Maryse. She's got a thing for you."

"She told you that?"

"She didn't have to tell me. Anyone could see it in her eyes. I mean when she would see you with Michelle, she looked like she was about to cry."

Ted stayed silent.

"Noooooo." He gasped.

"Yesssss." I mocked him.

He rolled his eyes and flipped me off. "So, she really likes me?"

"Yeah. I think so."

"Sweet."

I shook my head. OW, I shouldn't do that again.

Third Person P.O.V

Cody was storming down the hallways of the hotel, looking for a certain blonde.

It would be an understatement to say that he was pissed.

He was not only pissed, he was tired of everything. He was tired of Michelle following him around. He was tired of her trying to ruin his and Mickie's relationship and he was tired of her going after the love of his life.

Turning the corner, he saw the blonde getting into the elevator.

"Perfect." He muttered.

Walking to the elevator, he stepped in behind Michelle. She smiled when she saw him.

The elevator began to move down, but Cody hit the emergency stop button. The elevator came to an immediate stop.

"So, do you want to finish what we stared yesterday?" Michelle purred, running her hands up and down Cody's chest. She gasped when Cody roughly grabbed them.

"Michelle, I am going to say this once and only once." Cody began in a deathly calm voice. "I want you to stay the hell away from me and stay the hell away from Mickie."

Michelle tried to pull away. "Ow, Cody youre hurting me."

Cody ignored her. "I DO NOT want you. I never wanted you and I will never want you. I want Mickie. I love Mickie and there is no chance in hell that I will ever have any feelings for you. GET THAT THROUGH YOUR HEAD!" He was trying to keep from loosing his temper, but with everything that had happened lately, he was slowly loosing his grip.

"You don't mean that. If you did you never would have slept with me."

"Michelle, I used you that night. I wanted sex and you were there."

"Stop lying Cody!"

"I'm not lying Michelle. I LOVE MICKIE! Get that through your head."

"You wont love her for long!" Michelle pulled her arms away from Cody. Her voice began to rise. "Not if I have anything to do with it."

Cody's eyes flashed with anger as Michelle said those words. She immediately knew she made a mistake and stepped back.

"Michelle, if you even think of going near Mickie I will make sure that you never wrestle again. I will also make sure that every man in this business knows what an obsessive, sneaky whore you are. Do you got that?"

Michelle simply nodded, the calm tone of his voice scared her.

Cody stepped back and hit the button again and the elevator began to move.

The doors opened and Cody walked out, heading to the other elevator in order to go back to Mickie.

Michelle stayed in the elevator, frozen.

"This isn't over Cody." she whispered.

That's a side of Cody that has never been seen before. I think he meant it. He really doesn't want Michelle in his life!

AND...Mickie and Randy didnt sleep together! Arent you all happy!

There are some shockers coming up...so STAY TUNED!

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P.S. This is the longest chapter that I have ever written for any story!