Chapter 12

St. Louis- 2 days later

"So this is what your home looks like. It doesn't really seem like its your style." Stacy said walking into my home.

"Well, Sam and I decorated it when we were engaged. Its sorta a mix of our styles."

"And you haven't bothered to redecorate?"

"No, I haven't been home and I like it."

"Oh, well, maybe we should change it up a bit."

"Stacy, you barely walked in and now you want to redecorate?"

"Sorry, its just, oh, never mind," she said starting to walk after me. She looked around at everything and would make a face or a weird sound at just about everything. I just rolled my eyes. I went and lay down on the couch and watched Law and Order: SVU, I don't know where Stacy went, but she was probably somewhere gagging at some picture. I fell asleep.

Alana's POV

"Haha, you will never catch me Tate!" I yelled at Tate. I looked back to see where he was and I hit someone and fell.

"Hey! Watch where your going, you little brat."

"Sorry Stacy, I didn't mean to."

"Yeah, whatever. Why don't you go to your room and play, instead of bothering me," she said when Tate came running up.

"Alana, I…"

"Be quiet, you two are so spoiled, go to your rooms! Brats." I started crying and Tate did to. He went to his room, but I ran to the living room where I saw my daddy sleeping.

"Daddy, daddy wake up." I said tugging on his shirt. He moved and looked at me.

"Hey baby doll, why you crying?" He said wiping the tears from my eyes.

"Stacy yelled at me and Tate and she called us spwoided bwats."

"She did?"

"Yes…"

"Come here!" We heard Stacy scream. She ran into the living room. "Oh, hi."

Randy's POV

"Alana, why don't you go to Tate's room and tell him a story. Stacy and I have to talk."

"Okay, daddy," she said running to Tate's room.

"Get out of my house."

"Randy, I…"

"Now."

"But, Randy."

"I will call the cops, now get out and don't you ever try to talk to me again. Don't come near me or the kids," I said in the calmest voice I could. " We are done." Stacy left crying and I went back and sat down. After awhile I went into Tate's room only to see that they were both fast asleep. I walked into my room and threw myself on my bed. Why? Why does everything happen to me? Why can't I have a good woman? I fell asleep…again.

Erynn's POV

"Randy…Randy…Randy!"

"No, I'm sorry, Erynn, I'm sorry."

"Randy, what are you talking about?" I said shaking him.

"Whoa, what are you doing here? How did you get in?"

"I'm here because I have been calling for 3 hours and when Alana answered the phone I knew something was up, and the door was open. Have you been crying? Your eyes are all red," I said touching his face. " You're warm, are you feeling okay?"

"Erynn, I'm fine, and I broke up with Stacy and its just been a tough day."

"Oh, sorry… I still think you have a slight fever, so just stay here, I will get a thermometer," I said getting off the bed.

"No stay here," he said grabbing my hand. "I don't want you to leave me again."

"Randy, I never went anywhere, I have been around, you just haven't needed me. That's how I have been watching you."

"Okay, but I need to tell you something."

"K, what is it?"

"I love you, and I have missed you so much, and I thought I was going to go crazy without you."

"Randy, your sick, lie down. Let me go get a thermometer." He let go and I went and got a thermometer. I brought it back and he covered up his head.

"Orton, what's wrong?"

"I just got a call from Vince, and at Judgment Day, instead of fighting Dave for my belt, I'm going to fight that mystery person." I dropped the thermometer. "What?"

"Nothing, I hope you get better, and whatever happens Sunday, I want you to know that I have always loved you." I then ran out.

"Erynn, wait," Randy said catching up to me. "Whatever happens Sunday isn't going to ruin what you and I have. I promise."