CHAPTER 10 IS HERE! Whoop whoop! This chapter has LEMONS! Horray for lemons! :D I am pretty happy with this chapter, so hopefully you all will be too! Please don't forget to review, follow, and fav. For all my loyal readers, thank you for all the amazing support. All for my new readers welcome and I'm glad you're enjoying this so far! The messages and reviews I get always makes me happy! Okay enough blabbing. Onto chapter 10! By the way this chapter was inspired while listening to Going To Hell by Miguel. Listen to it and you'll see why ;)

"ONE...TWO...THREE", the referee counted. I was laying flat down on the mat, dazed and confused. Last thing I knew I was hit with a Rack Attack by Nikki Bella, before everything went into a blur. My eyes couldn't see clearly, the aching on my back just grew stronger, it was all just so fuzzy. The roaring of the audience around me sounded like they were far away until soon everything was starting come back to me slowly.

The audience only got louder and my breathing started to pick up. After blinking a few times, my vision became clearer and once I turned my head to the opposite direction I saw Nikki Bella holding up the WWE Diva's Championship Belt in the air. What the hell just happened? I was just doing so well, I know I was. She was struggling the entire time. I was too pumped for the match and she didn't expect that. So I took my adrenaline to full advantage to take her down. But somehow at some point I may have been distracted, I'm not sure. I can't really remember right now. But wait does that mean...

"And the winner is and STILL WWE Diva's Champion, Nikki Bella", the announcer shouted at the mic.

That confirmed it. Those were the words I never wanted to hear after this match. How can this be? There's no way this can be true, but the song playing that clearly wasn't mine and seeing Nikki proudly holding the title in her hands along with her sister was more than enough proof. They walked passed me with a smug look on their faces as they exited the ring. There was no need to exchange words. They knew how I felt. Angry, upset, embarrassed. It was all coming back to me now.

Twin Magic. I was one of the victims. They managed to pull off their switcharoo and I was dumb enough to get mixed into that. That's where they caught me off guard. That's where I became distracted. That's how I...

No, I couldn't admit it to myself just yet. My frist title match ever and I completely fucked up. As I slowly made up to my own two feet looking around. It was quieter than usual as everyone watched me. Can't say I was very used to this. Usually, people are cheering my name as I celebrated a victory. Not this time. My cheeks flushed in embarrassment

This time, I exited out of the ring and tread up the ramp. Up the ramp as the loser.

But suddenly, Randy Orton's theme song rang out. This made me stop at my tracks as I was confused. What is going on? He slowly walked out and appeared right at the entrance stopping right up front. He looked serious and displeased. The usual infamous smirk was not on his face. The shiny, golden, shimmering plate caught my eye next that hung beautifully over his shoulder. The champ. He stood tall and proud as he held the belt with such pride. He truly did look a worthy strong champion. Everything about him screamed out king to me while he looked down at me in an unusual way.

"I'm disappointed in you Kat", he started. A lump in my throat grew. That actually stung me a little. I didn't want to disappoint him. I tried I really did. I wanted nothing more than to be a champion with him. Be the most sought out WWE stars while we were at the top of our game together. Just looking at his belt neatly placed on his shoulder made mine feel very empty.

"I'm sorry, I don't know what happened. I thought I had it", I tried to explain.

"There's no excuse Kat", he raised his voice at me. "You were pathetic out there! I have never seen such a shitty performance from you!" These words made my stomach turn into knots now while my heart began aching. I bit back tears that were threatening to spill out of my eyes while I clenched my fists together at my sides. Was I really that terrible?

"I..."

"You deserved to lose. You're not worth being Diva's Champ", he spat, cutting me off. That did it. A tear formed and spilled down to my hot cheeks. I turned away quickly not wanting him to see my facial expression. Then I gasped quietly. The stage was empty. Where did everyone go? How can thousands of people file out without me evening noticing. Even then the show wasn't even over. Nothing but silence filled the room. It was rather eerie. With tears spilling out, I looked more confused than ever.

"Kat...", came Randy's voice softly behind me. It was rather soothing the way he said it, but something about it didn't feel right. Either way, I turned to look at him, but I only saw him for a split second until he charged at me with an angry expression on his face. I couldn't move, but everything seemed to go in slow motion. His tattooed arm was wrapped around my head as he jumped up in the air smoothly. He was going for an RKO. I felt myself descending down with him where my head will soon hit down on the hard floor that will show me no mercy. I deserved it. I let him down. I let my fans down, but most importantly I let myself down.

I completely blacked out.

A shocked went through my body as I jolted up in bed breathing heavily as if I lost air. A little bead of sweat trickled down my forehead while I looked around wide-eyed. It all looked familiar to me right away. I was in my hotel room. I relaxed some placing my head on my forehead while trying to catch my breath.

"A dream...it was just a dream", I said to myself quietly. It all felt too real. I looked over at my nightstand to grab my phone. I had to be sure of something. Turning on the phone the time and date appeared on my screen.

9:47am, August 30th. I sighed in relief. Summerslam was today. Meaning it really was a dream. I hadn't lost so I still had my chance.

Scrolling through my phone I checked to see if Jay called or texted me recently. Nothing. He's been ignoring me ever since I kissed Randy at Raw two weeks ago. I didn't know what came over me at the moment. I tried to play if off and told Jay it was all for the show, but he didn't believe me. He was really convinced that there was something between Randy and I, but there wasn't. Was there?

'INDENAIL' my mind yelled at me. Randy and I only had sex once. I came to the conclusion a few days ago that that was a mistake. It should have never happened and it never will again. I do regret kissing him the other night because now RAW want's us to be a couple. Apparently it sparked up a few more views so they want to keep that up. Doesn't help my situation at all. No way Jayson would ever be okay with this as it would only make him feel worse.

I didn't even know if we were still together at this point, but I had to keep trying. I dialed his number hoping he would pick up this time, but it rang, rang, and rang. He wasn't going to pick up. Soon enough his voicemail came in.

"Hey it's Jay, sorry I missed your call. Leave your name and number and I'll get back to you as soon as I can." The voicemail then beeped giving me the signal to leave my message. I began opening my mouth to say something, but instead I sighed and hung up instead. There was no use. I said everything I needed to say and I had nothing left. He had all the right to be upset with me. I was a fucking lousy girlfriend.

I combed my fingers through my hair sighing again. God Kat, this was supposed to be the best time of your life. Not the worst. It was might my fault though. I had turned this into a nightmare. With Randy involved however, it was a bittersweet beautiful nightmare.

A knock soon came from the door. I set my phone back down on the nightstand and got up, walking towards the door. I peeked through the hole to see who it was. Randy was standing on the side of it. No, not right now. I pressed my forehead against the door, resting my hand on the door knob debating if I should let him in or not.

"I know you're in there Kat", Randy's voice came from the other side. Shit. After a few more long seconds, I twisted the knob, opening the door. As soon as I had the door open wide for him he came and scooped me off my feet and into his arms while my legs wrapped around him. He kissed me hard while he kicked back the door shut behind him. I felt my back press against the nearest wall as his tongue pushed passed my mouth, flicking against mine. This was all so sudden that I didn't know what was really going on.

"Randy...", I managed to mumble out against his lips.

"I've missed you Kat. Ever since that night, I've just been wanting more of you", he said next. His large bulge growing against me proved that. He held me by gripping under my ass while my arms wrapped around his neck pulling him closer to me as I kissed him hungrily. I felt a cool breeze hit against my slit suddenly as he pulled my panties to the side and started playing with me. His finger moved back and forth parting my slit open slightly which made a soft moan escape my lips. Soon his finger slowly pushed inside of me, making me gasp next. He took his time moving his finger in and out of me while he smirked against my lips, satisfied in my reactions.

He began moving and walking, with me still latched onto him. He made his way to my bed dropping us down on it with his finger was still inside of me. Soon one finger turned into two. I squirmed around under him as his fingers were starting to become soaking wet as I started getting wetter with each passing second.

"You're so wet", he whispered down to my ear, sending shivers down my spine. My hips began to move on to his fingers wanting him deeper inside of me while I moaned again when he added a third finger now. I clenched onto his shirt while I ride his fingers, spreading my legs wider for him inviting him in some more.

"That's right baby. Open those legs for me. I know you want more", he began saying again. He pushed his three fingers in me deeply and curled them up rubbing against my g-spot which made my wet walls clench around him. "And I'm going to give you more." I couldn't find any words to say except moaning his name out. Gripped his fingers tighter now my orgasm began building up, but that all soon stopped when he pulled his wet fingers out. I watched him suck his fingers, tasting me as he moaned out. He looked down at me with eyes that burned with desire and lust. He wanted me, and he was going to have me no matter what.

He suddenly turned me over onto my stomach but then hoisted my hips up into the air but keeping my upper half down flat on the bed.

"Listen", he began. Hearing him move behind me I wasn't sure what he was doing, but soon I heard a familiar jingling sound. His belt buckle to his pants that came undone. My heart started racing and pounding onto my chest

"Imagine", he said next. Next thing I heard was a zipper being undone. This made my imagination run wild. Wanting to desperately see what was going on behind me. He shuffled around a bit more, until I felt him getting closer me by his warmth hitting against my ass cheeks. I kept my face planted on the side my cheeks flushed as my breathing picked up. I wanted nothing more then to look at the beautiful man that was preying behind me.

Then my eyes slowly rolled back a little as I felt hard flesh rub up and down against my wet hungry entrance.

"Feel", he spoke lastly. A slap cracked through my skin on my ass as he hand came down hard on it, before he penetrated only the head of his cock into me, teasing me. The slap made me flinch a little as I didn't expect it, but fuck did it feel so damn good. There was a stinging feeling left behind from his hand. Randy had me on the edge here and he only made me want him more. He began to push in an excruciating slow pace, making me feel every inch of him and every vein wrapped around his hard thick shaft push into me.

"Feel all of me baby", he groaned out this time. As he finally pushed his whole member in me he stayed there for a bit, twitching and throbbing in me. Both his hands placed on my hips gripping them firmly as he then finally started thrusting in and out of me. Slow, but hard. He would pull all the way back and make sure to slam all of him back into me. How can this feel so amazing to me? Never have I ever felt this good with someone else. I either just been missing out or Randy is just that damn good.

He picked up the pace now, going faster. His fingers dug into my hips while his body slammed into mine. The sounds of our bodies colliding together filled the air, mixing with our moans together. I move my hips against pushing back into him, as each thrust sent wave after wave of pleasure coursing through my body.

"Oh Randy", I moaned out to him, clenching the bed sheets underneath us. The bed rocked back and forth as he only went faster and harder this time, not letting up.

"Fuck Kat...you feel so fucking good", he said through gritted teeth. This made me forget all the problems that I had. I was one with Randy right now as he took me on this bed. I closed me eyes enjoying every second of him, shoving into me but then something buzzed in my head. No not in my head I heard it. Opening my eyes, it landed on the brightly lit phone at the nightstand. Someone was calling me. Paying attention to it more I saw Jayson's name on the screen. Jayson was calling me after a whole week of not being able to reach him.

Suddenly Randy lowered me down, laying his muscular body against mine now, still thrusting into me. With each thrust, his hot body rubbed against mine as we both were starting to become hot and sweaty. I can feel every toned my muscle on him flex. One of his hands came up to my hair and pulled on it, inclining my head on the bed a little as he pressed his lips against my face.

"You gonna get that", he whispered to me asking in a playful tone breathing heavily. My body kept sinking into the bed with him on top of me, dominating my small frame. He got so deep into me this way, that I felt myself leaking onto the bed. I didn't want to to break this moment, I didn't want to stop. I felt greedy and just wanted more than what he was giving me. My response to his question was me arching my back for him, silently begging for more as I moaned softly for him. And just to be sure he didn't get the hint at the moment I shook my head no.

With that, we both ignored the call as we kept fucking. Fucking until regret washes over me at the end.

I was going to hell for this, but I didn't' care. As long as I went to hell with Randy.