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"John?" I said shaking him. With no respond, I shook him harder. "John, you need to get up." It was already ten and I had to leave in about five minutes. After our small incident he fell asleep. I on the the other hand couldn't, I heard Randy throw stuff in his room. It didn't stop for about an hour, and then he was yelling and cursing. And I felt that was all my fault. I looked down to see a different pair of eyes looking back at me.

"Thanks." He mumbled.

"No problem, but I have to go." I said getting up from the bed.

"Where?" He said slowly sitting him and touching his head.

"Photo shoot." He stood up and hugged me.

"Sorry about last night, I didn't mean to." He mumbled into my hair, I hugged him back.

"It's okay, no harm was done." He nodded his head.

"Okay then, I'll see you later." I nodded.

"Bye." I closed the door and packed a few things into my purse. Now I just had to wait for the driver to come me up.

Ring. Ring.

"Hello?"

"Hello Ms. Rivera, your limo is here."

"Okay, thank you." I hung up the phone. As sudden as I opened the door I was pushed backward. Hands were placed on my face, I looked up to see Randy's blood shot eye. I smelled some alcohol but I knew he wasn't drunk. He kept pushing me backward until the back of my knees hit the bed, and he pressed our foreheads together.

"I have to go." I said trying to get away. He shook his head and wrapped his arm around me.

"Can you please listen to me?"

"I will, I just have to go now."

"I'll go you." I shook my head.

"You have interviews, we'll talk later." He pressed me closer and let go. He kissed my forehead and we walked out.

"Promise we'll talk later."

"I promise Randy." I took the elevator and left the hotel. Throughout the ride all my mind was on is how the conversation will go down. Yelling and auguring is all I could picture. I shook those thoughts out of my head as I walked into the set. They did my hair and make-up, then they picked out three different outfits. One swim suit, lingerie, and one with my ring wear. The first out was ring wear. The photographer was easy going and I was actually enjoying myself. I felt all the stress just leave me as I did different poses. Then was swimsuit, then lingerie. The crew was also funny, they would make jokes as they took pictures. Half of the photos I came out laughing.

"Excuse me Ms. Rivera, there's someone here to see you." Said Rose one of the assistant.

"Um, do you know who?" My mind went straight to Randy.

"He said a friend." I nodded and put on a robe.

"Can you tell him to come up?" She nodded and left. I grabbed a water bottle and sighed as I saw who came in. I shook my head in disbelieve.

"Let's go to the dressing room." He nodded and I lead the way. I closed the door making sure no one was around to hear.

"What are you doing here?" I asked him.

"I came to visit you." He opened his arms and came towards me, I put my hand up and shook my head.

"You were in Florida a few hours ago. Why are you here?" He held my hand.

"I took a plane. I wanted to talk about my match yesterday." I sighed and pulled my hand back.

"If Randy finds out-"

"What? He'll hurt me? I don't care. We just need to talk" He yelled.

"Damn it Alex, no there isn't anything to talk about." I yelled back. He sighed angrily. This was about to turn into a shouting match.

"Look, your the one I want, NOT ELLA!."

"Nice to know, now you can go!"

"What the hell has he done to you?" He grabbed my arm.

"Randy? Nothing! He's actually helped me!" I tried pushing him off. He just grabbed my other arm.

"You didn't even give us a chance! You just went to him! Like a, a"

"A what? You don't deserve another chance!"

"Jasmine" He took a deep breath. "I don't want to fight with you. That fixes nothing between us."

"Alex, think about this, can we ever go back?"

"Yes, if you stop talking to Randy and come back with me." I laughed.

"Go back? Act as nothing happen? We, I can't."

"You can at least try." I looked at him in horror. He really thought I would go back and act normal? He lost it completely. How could he even ask me that? That just would hurt going back, I was fine here.

"No, I'm not leaving." Anger flashed through his eyes.

"Why?"

"I don't want to Alex. I like it here."

"I want you with me, we've been through a lot. I don't want to be in a world where you have someone else. You don't understand how hard it is to be away from you. I, we, we were suppose to be together forever, get married and have little motor city machine guns' babies." He hugged me and I wrapped my arms around him.

"And I can't guarantee that will happen. That all sounded great but in that past. We can't imagine our future together when our present isn't even certain." I was giving him the benefit of the doubt. His arms tighten.

"I'll do anything, anything you want from me. I just need you back."

"And I still need the space."

"Every day we're apart I can feel you getting farther and father away from me."

"Then maybe we weren't meant to be. If we're meant to be we'll be together at the end."

"Answer me this do you still even care? To you still think about of us?"

"I do care, I really do care. But about us, I don't know if there's even an us."

"Don't just don't ever say that. There will always be an us." The door swung open making it slam against the wall. I slightly jumped but Alex didn't let go.

"Well isn't this nice?" I heard Randy's voice. I pushed Alex and turn to Randy.

"Don't start." I said. He looked at me then at Alex.

"Start what? Hurting him for hurting you? Or yell at you for talking to him?" His voice was starting to raise and he walked toward me.

"Don't speak to her like that. She's isn't your property." Alex said stepping in front of me. Randy turn his head to the side and I knew he was about to go insane.

"I'm not his, yours, no ones, just mine. Can you two please not?" They both let out sighs.

"Fine." They both said at the same time.

"Be happy she's here." Randy hissed.

"You don't scare me." Hissed Alex. They stepped into each others' faces.

"Back off both of you." I squeezed myself between them pushing them.

"I'll go." said Alex. I held the door open. "Just come visit, everyone misses you, okay?" I nodded and he put his hand under my chin lifting my head, he kissed my forehead.

"Be safe going back." He nodded and left. I closed the door and standing next to me was a pissed of Orton.

"You didn't want me to come because of him?" He said trying to control his anger.

"No, I didn't know he was coming." He walked up to me and placed his arm around me.

"Then why was he here?"

"I don't know, he said he came to visit." I leaned into him, he sighed.

"Fine, whatever, now we have to talk about what I did yesterday."

"You raised your hand at me." He stiffened.

"You know I would never hurt you. I just lifted my hand, it was like a reflex. I would hurt myself if I lay a finger on you." I wanted to believe him but I wasn't too sure.

"How about if you get to angry you-"

"I would never ever hit you. I'm sorry about yesterday. I'm truly sorry." He rubbed my back.

"I don't know, I guess I forgive you."

"I'm sorry" He said putting his hands on my face and making me look up at him.

"What do you want me to say?"

"That you forgive me, that you know I'll never hurt you. That your not afraid of me." I sighed.

"I'm not afraid of you, I know you'll never hurt me. I forgive you." He huffed and smiled.

"Do you mean it?"

"90 percent of it." He moved his head to the back of my neck.

"I'll work to make it a 100 percent."

"Okay."

"Can I ask you what happen with John?"

"Nothing, he was drunk, he came to my room and feel asleep."

"And your shirt?"

"He tried to take it off and I yelled at him. I laid him on my bed and he knocked out."

"Oh."

I finished my photo shoot and Randy came back with me to the hotel. We barely spoke on the car ride home. I was on one side and he was on the other but we held hands somehow. Thought the ride I kept thinking about the guys back in TNA. I've spent about three and half years with them, I did miss them, a lot. Maybe going back just for a day or two wouldn't hurt.

"Randy, what are you doing next week?" I asked as we walked into the hotel.

"I was planning to go home. Why?"

"I was just asking." He raised his eyebrow.

"What are you planning?"

"I...maybe going back isn't too bad?" He stopped walking and looked at me like I was crazy.

"Back to Alex?"

"No, the guys I left back from TNA." I placed my hand on his cheek, he let out a angry sigh.

"For how long?"

"Maybe two or three days." He stroked my cheek.

"Then you'll come and spend time with me at my house?" I smiled and nodded. He kissed my forehead. "If that's what you want."

"We'll just be apart for three days max." He kissed my forehead again.

"I'll drop you off and then pick you up when you come back."

"Deal" We went into each of our rooms. Now my next choice was who to call. I scrolled down my list of contacts. After about five minutes I dialed.

"Hello Shawn?...Yea...I've been good...listen what are you doing in two days?...Just a small visit...I miss you guys."