Disclaimer: I don't own anyone or anything except Kayla. Everyone else belongs to themselves.

AN: Sorry it took so long to get this up; I've had major writer's block and I've been extremely for the reviews and the alerts everyone added; I really appreciate it. Everyone else, please review! (=

Two weeks had passed since Randy and I had confessed our love for one another, and as I sat in my hotel room alone I couldn't help but sigh. Things between us were great; we had even begun our kayfabe relationship, and we couldn't have been happier with the way things were going. Unfortunately for me things were about to change; we were in St. Louis for the week which meant Randy would be staying in his home with her and I couldn't have been more jealous.

I sat on my bed flipping through a magazine, frustrated with the boredom that overtook me; I had already called Jeff, but he was busy with Matt all day, so I was stuck on my own. I threw the magazine across the room, irritated that I had flipped through it numerous times already, and rose from the bed. I couldn't sit in the room alone anymore; I needed to find some way to occupy myself. As I walked to the hotel room door, I was surprised to hear a knock on the adjoining room door. I walked over to it and opened it slowly, not sure who was next to me since Randy wasn't staying at the hotel, and grunted as I revealed a smiling John Cena.

I hadn't spoken a word to John since the day he blew me out of the water about hanging out with Jeff, and to be honest I missed him dearly, but I was a stubborn girl.

"Yes?" I asked, the fact that I was still annoyed with him very apparent.

"Can we talk?"

"I guess." I answered, stepping to the side to let him in. I stood with my arms crossed over my chest as he ran his hand over his head.

"Kayla, I'm sorry I ratted you out to Randy; I spoke without thinking, and I didn't mean to blow you out of the water."

I sighed as I moved to the bed to sit down, and John followed, plopping down next to me.

"It was an honest mistake, Kay; it just slipped out. Forgive me?"

I thought about it for a moment; I was still angry at him for blurting it out, but I was lonely and bored and I didn't have anyone else to hang out with.

"Fine, I guess I can forget about it."

John smiled and pulled me into a hug.

"Admit it; you missed me like crazy." He said with a grin, and I couldn't help but laugh. I had missed him like crazy; John added a comic relief to everything we did, and I missed hearing his lame but funny comments.

"So, onto better topics; what's going on with you and my best friend?" John asked, a smirk plastered on his face.

My face went beet red at his question; I wasn't sure how much Randy had told him after I blurted out our sex life in front of him.

"Well, what do you know?"

"I know you two are banging." He answered, not bothering to beat around the bush.

I laughed at his words; leave it to John to only see it as 'banging'.

"That's not all, John." I explained, searching for the words to describe my relationship with Randy.

"He makes me laugh when I don't even want to smile. He's sweet and funny and the time we spend together is always special. He loves me, John, and I love him."

John's eyes widened as my words sunk in.

"Kay, you realize he's married right?"

"Yeah, but that's over; he's not in love with her anymore, John."

"And? Is he getting a divorce?"

"No, but-"

"Kay, all I'm saying is be careful. Randy's my best friend, and he's a great guy, but he's got a bit of a reputation."

I rolled my eyes at his words; Randy loved me, he told me so, and no one was going to make me think differently.

"He's in love with me John, and I don't care what anyone says."

John sighed at my stubbornness.

"Kayla, I wouldn't tell you this if I didn't care about you; he's done this before. You're not the first girl he's fallen in love with while he was with Sam; he always goes back to her."

My face dropped at his words; Randy told me he hadn't cheated on Sam since they got married.

"He lied to me." I whispered as the realization of John's words set in.

"Kay, I'm sorry to have to break it to you, but people aren't always what they seem. Randy's a great guy and I know he really cares about you, but just keep your guard up. Don't let yourself be fooled; he's never going to leave Sam and just because he says he loves you doesn't mean anything's going to change. It's never going to be more than it is right now. You're never going to get married, you're never going to have children with him, and you're never going to live happily ever after. You need to decide if that's really what you want."

I nodded at John's words, letting them fully sink in.

"Just remember, if you're with him you're always going to be second to her. I think you deserve to be second to none; you're an amazing and beautiful girl, Kay, and you deserve a man who's going to let you be his one and only."

I gave John a weak smile as he rose to his feet.

"Well anyway, I'd better get back to my room and get ready for the show; you gonna ride with me to the arena?"

"Yeah sure. Thanks for talking with me John." I whispered, pulling him in for a tight hug.

"Anytime; if you need anything or anyone to talk to, I'm here."

"Thanks, I'll see you in a little bit."

"Yep, later." John made his way back through the adjoining room door and I collapsed on my bed. The words John said were running through my head, and I wasn't sure what to think. I really did love Randy and I believed him when he told me he loved me; no one was going to make me believe differently. Randy and I were meant to be together; he didn't love her anymore, and in time, maybe he would leave her.

I shrugged and pushed all thoughts of my conversation with John out of my head as I realized I needed to get myself ready for the arena. I had a match against Melina that night, and had to valet for Randy in his match against Cena later, so I had a lot on my plate. I took a quick shower and did my hair and makeup, and by the time I was done John was knocking on my door.

We headed to the arena and got to our locker room to wait for the show to start. Randy hadn't arrived yet, and I managed to keep the words John and I had exchanged out of my head. I decided there's nothing I can do about it now, so I would just let the ball roll and see what comes of it; que sera sera. I picked up my script for that night's show, just to make sure I remembered everything, when I heard my phone ringing. I jumped up to grab it quickly, not wanting to miss the call. I was secretly hoping it was Randy; I hadn't talked to him since he dropped me off at the hotel on his way to his house earlier that day, and I missed hearing his voice.

"Hello?"

"Hey!"

I smiled at the sweet southern accent on the other end; it wasn't the person I was hoping it was, but I was happy to hear from Jeff.

"What's up?"

"Well I know we're in Randy's home town and I'm guessing he'll be home with his wife tonight, so I was thinking I could have you all to myself."

I smiled at his words; he was right, Randy would be with his wife that night, so why shouldn't I go out and have fun as well?

"Hmm…you could be right. What'd you have in mind?"

"I don't know, I figured we'd do dinner after the show and then just hang out. We haven't hung out since that night you got sick at the bar." He laughed at his reference, and I chuckled as well, remembering how I had just disappeared from the bar that night. Jeff was right, we hadn't actually hung out since then; besides the occasional visit in his locker room and the regular text messages we had been exchanging, we hadn't been around each other in awhile.

"So what do you say? Are we on?"

"Yeah, we're on."

"Great; so I'll talk to you later then."

"Okay, bye."

I hung up the phone with a smile; I was excited to go hang out with Jeff later. I was going to forget everything John said about Randy and just enjoy some time with a good friend of mine, and I couldn't wait.

"Who was that?" John asked with a smirk.

"Jeff."

"Cool."

"Yeah, he's taking me for dinner tonight after the show."

"Don't you think Randy's going to be a little angry that you're going out with him?"

"You said it yourself, John; I can't be expected to live my life with no hope of ever becoming more than just his secret lover, I've got to explore my options. Besides, what Randy doesn't know won't hurt him, right?"

John raised his eyebrows at my words and I sent him a pleading look.

"Don't say anything, John; please?"

"Okay, your secrets are all safe with me."

"Thanks."

Just as I said it, the door flew open and Randy marched inside. He looked happy, and it made me feel sick to my stomach; I couldn't imagine what could have made him so happy while being with a woman he couldn't stand any more. He walked over to John and shook his hand before coming over to me and giving me a kiss on the cheek. I could see John raise his eyebrows again and I shrugged my shoulders at him; I assumed Randy kissed be on the cheek because of John's presence, but something in the back of my mind told me I was wrong.

We sat in the locker room, making nothing but small talk, right up until the time that I had to go out for my match against Melina. There was a strange vibe between Randy and myself, and I couldn't figure out where it was coming from. I shrugged as I left the guys in the locker room and headed out to my match, which I won, and then headed back to the room to change. I threw on a pair of hip hugging jeans and a Randy Orton t-shirt that had been cut off above the belly button, and got myself ready for Randy's match which I was valeting.

Before I knew it, it was the main event, and Randy and I walked out hand in hand. He helped me into the ring, and walked me to the center where he kissed me passionately. It was the first time I had kissed him all day, and it couldn't have felt better. I could tell he missed me all day by the way his lips collided with mine in the ring, and when we pulled apart, all I wanted was to kiss him again. As Cena's music hit, Randy walked me to the ropes and helped me out of the ring, nonchalantly winking at someone as he did so. I turned to see whom he was winking at and noticed a woman sitting in the front row, beaming up at him. I didn't know the woman, nor had I ever seen her before, but I felt a tinge of jealousy spread throughout my body. Who was this woman he was winking at, and why was she gawking at my man?

Not wanting to break character, I walked over to the ring and proceeded to slam my hands against the mat, cheering Randy on as loudly as I could. Randy took complete control for awhile, but soon John was back in the groove. He beat on Randy for quite some time and when I saw him setting up for the Attitude Adjuster, I Jumped into the ring and hit him from behind causing him to drop Randy. As the Ref checked on Randy to make sure he was okay, John turned around to get back at me for messing up his finisher and I hit him with a perfect RKO; the crowd went wild as I used Randy's move and jumped out of the ring so that Randy could take the cover and pin John. Randy won the match and pulled me into the ring, pulling me in for a passionate kiss. We pulled apart and smiled before made our way out of the ring and up the ramp.

After the match, I took a quick shower and got dressed, ready for my night out with Jeff. I was excited to hang out with him for a change; it would be nice to get to know each other better, and it was an opportunity to get out of the hotel room that I was stuck in while Randy was home. I dressed myself in a pair of tight fitting jeans and a purple rhinestone embellished top with a pair of black pumps. Looking in the mirror, I realized I needed one final touch to complete my outfit; I grabbed the necklace that Randy bought me a few weeks ago and draped it around my neck, smiling as I looked over my final outfit.

I opened the door to the locker room without knocking, and as soon as I closed the door I froze. To my surprise, Randy and John were sitting on the couch with the woman who had been sitting in the front row for Randy's match. I made my way into the room slowly, waving to the guys before taking a seat on a folding chair.

"Kay, this is Sam; Sam, Kay." Randy said quietly as I glanced at him.

There was no denying that Sam was beautiful; she had shining brown shoulder length hair, beautiful ivory skin and brown eyes that sparkled in the light. I gave her a slight smile when she looked at me, and her eyes locked on my face for a moment before she spoke to me for the first time.

"So you're the woman whom my husband's been cheating on me with."