I woke up the next morning with a smile on my face and feeling oddly peaceful. Images of last night floated to mind . . . winning the Divas title, partying with my friends, talking with Randy, throwing myself at Randy . . . my eyes flew open and I sat up so quickly I gave myself a head rush. My hand flew to my head and I winced in pain. Did I dream it? Nope, I was definitely unclothed under this sheet. Oh boy.
That was when I first became aware of movement at the end of the bed – Randy was in the process of pulling his pants on. I don't think he realized I was awake, but as if he had read my mind he turned to face me and a second later a smirk grew on his face.
"So that uh, that actually happened then. I wasn't dreaming?" I stammered. What a stupid thing to say!
He finished pulling on his shoes and then stood up to face me, "Oh it happened and might I say Mickie, you are much, much better than what I remembered."
I felt so vulnerable sitting here with nothing but a sheet posing as a wall between us.
I narrowed my eyes, "Can't say the same for you," was all I managed to say.
He smirked, "Whoa, I just gave you a compliment, no need to get nasty." I couldn't help but notice his perfect abs that were directly in front of me as if on display.
I averted my eyes, "Really? You tricked me into bed with you!"
"Hey, hey, hey I asked you if you wanted it and you said yes. So don't put the blame on me. If I do remember correctly you weren't objecting when you were yelling out my name, well it wasn't so much yelling as it was moaning."
I bit my lip, "Call it what you will Randy," I just wish he would leave so I could get out of this bed and cleanse myself of everything that happened last night.
"You're just mad because you wanted more than this. It's a shame really, because I thought you'd be different than the others. I informed you Mickie, I told you what it was, and you were more than willing to continue."
"Looks like I made a mistake," I whispered as he continued to stare at me.
At that moment the door opened and in walked Kelly and Melina with smiles and a tray filled with coffees.
"Mickie we brought-" Kelly started but was instantly silenced when she became aware of the fact that I wasn't alone. She stopped dead in her tracks causing Melina to run into her and spill the coffee all over herself, which resulted in her dropping the entire tray.
Why the hell did I give them a key?
"Kelly what the hell-?" Melina yelled in pain before noticing the Viper still standing at the foot of my bed without a shirt on.
Randy bent down to retrieve his t-shirt and holding it in his hand he turned to face me, "That really isn't my problem is it?" he said replying to the comment I had made before my friends had barged in.
He walked towards the doors, stepped over the coffee mess, "Morning Ladies," and was gone in the next second.
Kelly was the first one to recover from shock and after picking up the coffees she pulled the stunned Melina into the room before closing the door. There was silence from both of them, which was the surprise of the century.
I sighed and stood up, careful to keep the sheet around me, and walked past them both on my way to the bathroom.
Before passing them completely I managed to lift a finger, point it in their direction and mutter, "Not a word!" before stumbling into the bathroom, slamming the door behind me.
What had I been thinking? Oh yeah I hadn't been thinking. I had gotten involved with Randy Orton again, and it came back to bite me in the ass. Typical! Apparently I lose my brain when I'm around him too.
I knew I would regret it, I knew I would feel this way, and yet I let it continue. A momentary lapse in judgement and it cost me my dignity.
I hadn't even been under the influence of alcohol so I had no one to blame but myself.
After pulling on a hotel robe I sighed and opened the door to see Kelly and Melina with their heads together whispering back and forth.
"Morning," Kelly greeted in a voice that was much higher than usual.
Melina sent her a dirty look and then turned to face me, "We brought you breakfast to make-up for ditching you last night . . ."
". . . Although it looks like you had more than enough company," Kelly added.
Melina punched Kelly in the arm.
I rolled my eyes and grabbed one of the coffees that was now half empty, "I knew that was coming," I muttered and then took a sip.
"We didn't imagine it did we?" Melina asked half hopeful.
"Yeah, it wasn't like something that was totally innocent but could have been misjudged for something else?" Kelly offered.
"No it wasn't. I spent the night with Randy Orton and trust me, there wasn't much sleeping," I grumbled just reminiscing on just how good of a night it had been. I mentally kicked myself.
Melina raised her eyebrows and grinned, "Released all those years of sexual tension hey?" and she nudged me in the arm.
"Melina!" Kelly cried out.
"What? . . . Yeah right . . . so well how? I mean you said you were coming back to get some rest."
"Yeah well I ran into him after dropping off Ted-"
"Were you drunk?" Kelly inquired.
"Do you really think I would need to be drunk to do that with him?" I scoffed, "I wish I would've been!"
"Was it that bad?" Melina asked – the sympathy evident in her voice.
"Are you kidding me?" I almost shouted, "He isn't known as the Lady Thriller because it sounds cute!"
"Oh right, well come on I wouldn't know. So he's better than before?"
"Melina . . ." Kelly exclaimed again.
"What?" my raven haired friend shrugged her shoulders, "I'm genuinely curious!"
"Oh he's much better, try like the best I have ever-" I stopped myself, "I guess all the women were good for something. It's like the age old saying 'Practice makes Perfect'," I shivered with disgust.
"So did he like trick you into it somehow?" Kelly suggested.
I sighed again, "I wish. No I knew what I was doing and I ignored my conscience. In fact, I was the one who initiated it."
"Well he should have known better." Bless Kelly for always making me seem like a better person.
I was silent for a few moments and then responded, "He asked me if I was sure. He even made the rules clear, but I told him I didn't care."
I looked up to face my friends and Kelly opened her arms obviously expecting me to break down at any moment.
Jumping to my feet I shouted, "No way! I am not getting upset over Randy Orton!"
"Oh Micks," Melina said shaking her head.
"Yeah I know I screwed up, but as far as I'm concerned I am done with having him in my life!"
They both looked towards each other to exchange looks of scepticism.
"Oh come on you two, have a little faith in me!" I cried out.
"Of course we do, but its, well its Randy Orton Micks. It's not some random stranger!"
I was silent for a moment while I allowed her words to sink in; clearly I was fighting a losing battle with these two.
"I need a shower," and after grabbing a set of clothes I stomped off towards the bathroom.
Whether or not they were right, we would have to wait to find out. But I was determined to keep him out of my life.
And once again life has royally screwed me over!
"Say that again, I must have heard you wrong."
I had been summoned for what was deemed a quick meeting at noon, with one of the members of the Creative Team. Obviously it wasn't anything huge; otherwise I would be meeting with someone a bit higher up.
Now here I was sitting across from Joe (the creative writer dude) having clearly heard something other than what had actually been said.
He looked a bit annoyed but he repeated himself anyway, "I said that the WWE creative team has come up with a new storyline that involves you. We are going to incorporate you into the group known as The Legacy."
So I definitely had heard right the first time.
"But why?" I said bluntly.
"It will give everything a new spin," he stated simply clearly not aware that he was ruining my life more and more every time he opened his mouth to speak. "It will actually be somewhat similar to the Evolution storyline of 2004."
I racked my brain to come up with some excuse to get out of this, "But Legacy is about, well about carrying on the Legacy of their fathers . . . I mean I definitely don't belong!" I hoped this was reason enough to give up on the idea.
"Well you will be defending your title and you will also have a huge managerial role. We feel as if you did such a great job with what we gave you in 2004 we think this could be a huge hit. Not only that, but you and Randy were a huge power couple."
"Wait what? Randy and I . . . reunite . . . as a couple?" I gasped.
"Precisely, I mean it's basically your only tie with the group anyways. It's not going to be an Edge and Lita relationship – Randy's character is too important and hanging off the hip of a woman will ruin that," his 'character' eh, that isn't a character! That is actually him!
"So then what sort of relationship will we be having?" I asked hesitantly.
"Well you have to be portrayed as someone who will do what he wants, when he wants. Someone who will give him what he wants, when he wants. Randy has all the power in this; I mean you aren't going to be his puppet-"
"Really? Because that's what I was sure Ted and Cody were," I snapped.
"Well everyone is entitled to their own opinion. Do you understand what I'm saying?"
"So basically I have to be a brainless diva who does what she is told?"
"Not in the least, because you aren't going to be like the other ladies that Randy has been with and then kicked to the curb. He is going to trust you, trust you enough to accept you into his life and his group. And you aren't going to be brainless either; as a matter of fact your new character will be cunning and a mastermind. Like I said, it's really quite similar to 2004. Except in this case, instead of Triple H being the boss, it's your former boyfriend," he said lazily.
"Think . . ." he paused for a moment clearly in deep thought. He snapped his fingers and turned to me, "Think Melina back in her days as the manager of MNM, and maybe a little bit of Stephanie McMahon. But we want you to do your own spin on it, make it unique, different."
"We are quite confident that you four will take this tiny idea and just bring life to it," he gave me what I'm sure he intended to be a smile, but came out as a grimace and before I could say anything else he grasped my hand in a farewell and exited the room.
I wish I wouldn't have woken up this morning! I looked down at my title on my lap . . . stupid title, you have already ruined my life and I haven't even had you for a full day!
I wondered if the rest of the Legacy boys knew about this and cursed myself for not asking this Joe guy when I had the chance. I guess it's my best bet to go and find the three (hopefully the Viper isn't there) and get their thoughts on this whole situation.
Randy's POV
"Ted we are going to do this over and over again until you get it right!" I shouted.
"Oh why don't you shut up for five seconds," he shouted back and I was a little surprised when he did. I was starting to admire the kid more and more.
I heard Cody laugh from the top turnbuckle in the corner, "Hangovers are a pain in the ass aren't they Teddy boy?"
Ted sent Cody a glare, "Shut your mouth before I push you off that turnbuckle and kick your ass!"
I rolled my eyes, "I would love to see that, but until that is needed on live television it's a waste of my time."
"Seriously I get it alright now can I just take a rest my head is pounding!" Ted complained.
"No! We are not-" but I was cut off by Cody.
"Well look who graced us with her presence. Is that thing glued to your shoulder?" I was confused until I turned to see whom he was referring to, and noticed Mickie making her way towards the ring.
"I'm quite proud to be the new champion. Besides I wouldn't want to miss a chance to be able to rub it in Jillian Halls face if I happen to run into her," Mickie responded with a smirk, but I observed she was careful to avoid looking at me.
"Well DiBiase this isn't the usual welcome you give. What's up with you? Hitler over here being even more of an ass than usual?" she said gesturing to me.
I rolled my eyes and leaned against the ropes. Mickie seemed pretty . . . hostile I guess would be a good word. More than usual which wasn't a total surprise I guess considering what took place this morning.
I looked over to receive a glare from Ted, and surprisingly he sent one her way as well.
Cody laughed again after Mickie sent him a questioning look, "Don't bother Ted over here; he's got a major hangover. Not so fun the next day is it Ted?" Ted turned to Cody and stuck his middle finger in the air.
Cody just chuckled again and turned to face Mickie, "I like to think of it as payback after the hell he put me through last night."
Mickie laughed quietly, "Oh poor Teddy, don't worry it gets better as the day goes on!"
"I can tell you this much, it won't get better if I am surrounded by a bunch of annoying morons like you three," he grumbled and collapsed in the corner of the ring.
This training session was going absolutely nowhere. And why does Mickie think she can just come in waste my time? I'm willing to bet that she probably just came to see me.
"I am offended Ted especially after I was the one who was trying to stop you from tipping back all those drinks last night!" she said.
"Well you did a very good job at that," Ted said sarcastically.
I pushed myself off the ropes and took a few steps to the center of the ring, "Okay enough wasting my time here, is there a reason you came down here and interrupted us?" I said glaring at Mickie.
She finally turned to look at me and she narrowed her eyes, "Well it just so happens I have something to tell the three of you, unless you've already been called in for a meeting . . ." she said defiantly.
"What could you possibly tell us that will be of any importance at this moment?" I challenged her.
"Well first of all I wanted to say that you are such an arrogant asshole, but wait a minute you already knew that so I guess, darn I am just wasting your time," she said boldly.
I was about to tell her to get the hell out of my sight when Ted shouted, "Would you just cut to the damn chase! Listening to you guys bicker on a normal day is torturous enough, but having to listen to you two when I have a hangover, well I may as well just put a gun to my head to ease the pain!" and then he seized his head and winced in pain as his hangover headache obviously got the better of him.
Mickie didn't know how to respond to that so there was silence for a few moments where hesitation and anger both crossed her face. Finally she settled on serious, "Fine, anyways I was just summoned to a meeting with a member of the creative team. They informed me that I would be involved in a new storyline that had 'lots of potential'."
I waited for her to continue but apparently she needed assurance. I am far too impatient for this shit, "So why are you wasting my time with pointless information?" I said probably a little more rudely than I should have. I just didn't feel the need or have the time to deal with Mickie's crap right now.
She jumped onto the apron and got in the ring, "Oh Randy because the storyline involves you," she said in mock innocence.
I gave a small smirk, "Let me guess, I break your heart? I've already got some practice with that so it should be easy."
She narrowed her eyes until they were nothing more than slits; I assumed she had an urge to attack me right now.
"Actually you big-headed, egotistical moron I am being incorporated into Legacy!"
I was momentarily stunned, had I heard that right? Mickie . . . in Legacy? No that can't be right; the writers would be stupid to do something like that.
"You can't be serious?" Cody spoke from right beside me, having abandoned his place on the turnbuckle to come and get answers.
"Dead serious," Mickie replied without a hint of amusement noticeable on her face.
"But it doesn't make sense," Ted clarified now struggling to get to his feet while determining which would be the least painful day to do so.
Not only does it not make sense, it's downright stupid!
"Yeah, I mean you don't exactly fit in with us. Legacy is founded upon the basis we are carrying on the 'Legacy' of our fathers and in their cases grandfathers," Cody pointed to Ted and me.
"You don't think I mentioned that? Trust me, this is a big deal to them. I'm only wondering why they didn't discuss it with you three first."
Everyone was silent for a moment while we all pondered our own thoughts.
"But it's got to be a joke right?" Ted said and I scoffed.
"Yeah genius they called her in for a meeting, to describe to her an entire storyline only to say 'just joking'!" I rolled my eyes. This entire day had been ridiculous ever since . . . ever since I left Mickie's room. Yesterday had been the most fun I have had in awhile which, seeing as how most girls just don't live up to my standards in the bedroom is a huge compliment in Mickie's direction. Somehow I think that would make her want to slap me even more.
"God could you talk any louder?" Ted whispered sarcastically and I fought the urge to punch him. I was talking normally and it wasn't my fucking fault that he got pissed drunk last night.
"How do they think this is going to work? Last time I checked this wasn't 2004, and this wasn't Evolution. I mean I understood back then, Evolution was about past present and future. You, Dave and I were the future, but Legacy – the concept behind the group is that we are all multi-generational wrestlers. The name The Legacy is a reference to our extensive family histories in wrestling."
"Yeah Randy, I get that alright! What am I supposed to do about it! Do you think I want to be the Diva who pisses on the history of your families? I know I don't belong in the same group as you guys!" I could tell she was getting angry with me and I could also tell she felt guilty. Usually this is where I would feel guilty, and a part of me does, but this whole situation is far too ridiculous.
I just couldn't hold in my anger anymore. "This is fucking ridiculous, this is going to ruin everything," I turned to face her, "You are going to ruin everything!"
"You know what Randy, I am just as thrilled about this as you are! So for once would you stop blaming me for everything that goes wrong in your life?"
Cody spoke up for the first time in the last five minutes, "Seriously what is up with you two?"
When Mickie and I both turned our glares from each other to him he continued, "I mean it's not exactly weird for you two to be at each others throats, but you have reached an all new level this time. I'm getting a migraine. Did something happen that Ted and I aren't aware of?"
"No nothing-" Mickie started saying but I interrupted.
"Well nothing unless you classify Mickie here not knowing the definition of a hook-up as something," I stated simply.
Surprised played across Cody's face and I watched as Ted's head whipped to face Mickie as if hoping she was going to deny this, but the only thing it resulted in was Ted swearing and muttering about 'pointless pain relievers'.
Mickie looked about ready to kill me so I allowed a smirk to develop on my face.
"Ugh my life is a living hell every time I get near you, and now I have to be stuck in a storyline with you that could last god knows how many months! It would be better for my sanity if I just QUIT!"
"Please do, it will save me a lot of wasted time," I sneered.
Without saying good bye to any of us (not that I expected one myself) Mickie dropped to the canvas and rolled out of the ring and stormed away without looking back. Good, maybe now she will learn her place. If she is going to be in this group she will recognize me as the leader, and will do as I say.
"You think maybe you were a little harsh on her?" Cody asked. I could hear the hesitation in his voice.
"When I want advice from you I'll ask," I snarled and then turned to face Ted.
"Again," I ordered, but before we could even start anything a crew member called us in for a meeting.
After wasting half an hour in a meeting that had been unnecessary because of Mickie's prior visit we left the room with the creative writer visibly more shaken up than he had been before. I hadn't been able to control my anger, so I told him exactly what I had been thinking, and he got to know the side of the Viper that most people are scared to death of.
"I'm still not sure about this," Cody admitted as we were walking back to our locker room.
"Yeah because it's going to put all of our careers in the ground," I muttered.
"I think we are judging this a little too soon," Ted spoke up, "I mean it's not like they are forcing one of the Bella's on us or forgive me Kelly Kelly, but they are giving us Mickie. Sure you can argue that I'm only saying it because Mickie and I are pretty close, but the fact of the matter is Mickie is the top Diva in the WWE right now."
As much as I didn't want to, I had to agree with Ted. Mickie was arguably at the top of the Women's division and I don't think I would trust anyone other than Mickie with the fate of the Legacy.
"That's true; I mean Mickie knows how to hold her own. She appeals to the WWE universe and the girl has skill. Plus if you piss her off enough, she's the perfect bitch," Cody said with a smile.
"And putting all that aside, she's in the same boat as us. Randy as much as you would like to put all this blame on her, it's not like she chose this. She doesn't want to be involved with you– uh us either," Ted said.
"Yeah, okay I get it. But the moment this turns bad, I am going to one of the McMahon's and I will force them to do something about it," I threatened and then leaving Ted and Cody to talk amongst themselves I went for a walk to clear my head.
Today had not gone how I had expected it at all. We barely got anything accomplished in the ring, there was now a female member of Legacy, and I woke up feeling happy about Mickie being in my arms. I sighed. I had to admit the real reason as to why I was so unhappy about Mickie being in Legacy. Mickie in Legacy = more time spent with her.
And that means more mistakes made on my part. I knew I should have left last night the moment she and I had finished our business, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. Instead I woke up this morning with my arms wrapped around her. I hadn't made a stupid mistake like that in years. Thankfully though Mickie had been sleeping and wasn't aware of the situation we had gotten ourselves in. When she woke up to me pulling my clothes on, I knew I needed to put my game face on and that from then on there could be no doubts.
I knew that the best way to deal with all of this was by resorting to my old ways and treating Mickie as if it hadn't happened in the first place. I hated seeing her hurting, especially considering I try and protect her from other men doing the same thing. I thought – how do I protect her from myself? The thought had come so easily – I put distance between us. Now look how that plan backfired. Now Mickie and I have a storyline together where we will need to be intimate.
I had a bad feeling about this – that it was all heading to a place that I didn't want it to. I couldn't put my finger on it, but I just had the feeling.
Mickie's POV
I was driving back to the hotel after the whole confrontation with Randy and the other two. Honestly I shouldn't have gone looking for them; I should have just let them find out on their own. I wiped a tear off my face as I pulled into the parking lot of our hotel.
The whole altercation had made me feel even worse than I did before, to the point that I just wanted to run upstairs, crawl under the blankets and never come out. I had expected Randy to be a jerk, I mean he always was, but the way he had treated me was unbelievable. I wish that I had declined last night when he asked me to get a drink with him because then I wouldn't be feeling the way that I was right now.
The whole 'having sex with Randy' business had just made everything worse. And on top of all that, now I am going to be involved in a storyline with him. I don't know how much more abuse I can take – my shield was wearing thin and soon he would be in control of my every emotion.
What I couldn't believe was how Ted had just watched as Randy said the things that he did. I mean sure he's feeling sick, and Randy's a pretty scary guy, but a friend isn't supposed to stand by and watch their friend get treated in such a horrible way. And not only that, but Ted had been pretty nasty to me as well. It made me angry because of how I looked after him last night, and how I dragged him back to his damn hotel room and put up with his shit and that was how he repaid me!
I forced the card key into the slot and sighed with relief when I realized that Melina and Kelly were no longer hanging around in here anymore. I needed some time to myself, to regain my composure before I told them the reason behind the meeting.
I took an extra long shower and lounged around for a few hours before starting to get ready for tonight's episode of Raw. I had finished my make-up and was halfway done my hair when there was a knock on my door. If it was Kelly and Melina they wouldn't have needed to knock because they had a key. So who was it?
I wrenched open the door to find Ted standing on the other side with a sheepish look on his face.
I shot him a dirty look, "What do you want?" I hissed but didn't wait for his answer before I turned and went back to the bathroom to finish my hair.
He followed me, "Okay I probably deserve," I sent another glare in his direction, "Okay I definitely deserve that, but that's why I'm here. I came to apologize! I'm sorry for how I acted today, and I would apologize on behalf of Randy if I wasn't scared you might have the urge to hit me."
"Ted today hasn't been a very good day, and it would have been nice if you would have at least tried to be civil to me," I muttered.
"I know, I know. I'm a total jerk, trust me I hated myself since the moment you left the ring. I was so out of it today, and Randy was being an ass before you showed up which put me in an even worse mood."
"Is this something new you're just noticing?" I asked.
"No of course not, but everything was like amplified by the fact that I was hung-over. So once again I'm sorry and I hope you can forgive me!" he was begging now, how could I resist?
I gave him a small smile, "Fine, but only because I know the real you."
"Thank you, and might I say you look ravishing."
Ravishing?
I chuckled, "Ted it's not necessary to suck up, I've forgiven you already," I said while switching off my curling iron and unplugging it from the wall.
"Oh good because ravishing is a terrible word. Although you look beautiful still," he added quickly.
I rolled my eyes and stared at him for a few seconds, "What?" he asked.
"Uh I have to change so can you . . ."
"Oh yeah of course," and he exited the washroom closing the door behind him.
"Hey Mickie, you wanna drive to the arena together?" Ted called from behind the door as I threw my tank top over my head and pulled it down.
"Yeah sure, that would be awesome. We can like totally get in character," I said with mock peppiness while pulling on a pair of jeans.
I opened the door and walked over to my suitcase to select a pair of shoes.
"So what do you really think of our new storyline?" he questioned me.
"Well I like the idea of turning heel again and I get to work with three of the top guys in the industry, one of them happens to be my best friend," I said pointing and smiling at him, "But I have to work with Randy, so that one con outweighs all of the pros."
Ted laughed, "Yeah Randy sure is something alright. So uh, did you guys really . . .?"
I let out a small sigh, "Yeah, last night."
"How did that happen? I don't remember seeing him at the club, although I don't remember a lot of things like whose phone number this is," and he pulled out the cocktail napkin that had the number of the bartender written on it, "I thought you might be able to help me out with it because Cody had no idea."
"Oh that? Hot bartender," I informed him.
"Really? Score! Maybe I will call her tonight," he said more to himself than to me, "So back to you and Randy . . ."
"Well I knew that I was going to regret it, but I went through with it anyway. I don't know why I expected the next morning to be different than any of the other mornings he has no doubt spent with other women, but a part of me did and I think that is the reason that I hate him so much right now. I'm so disappointed and now I'm stuck in a stupid storyline with him."
"You're also stuck in one with me Micks, and trust me I am going to try and make it as fun as possible for you. I promise," he stated and walked over to pull me into a hug.
I smiled, "Thanks Ted, I appreciate it."
There was silence as I packed my belongings into my duffel bag, "Trust me I definitely didn't expect Randy and me to start up a relationship again, I'm not naïve and it's not what I wanted. I don't feel that way about him anymore. It's just that I wanted him to treat me as if I was a little bit different than the rest of them, that I was even a little more special you know?"
"I can understand I guess, but Micks Randy is, he functions different than all of us. His mindset is different, and I think he wants to believe that he really doesn't care about others feelings, which is how he can do that to women without worry. Seriously it either makes him the smartest person in the world – because it's bound to make him more successful – or it makes him the most terrible person for reasons that are obvious. But Randy is a friend of mine, and I know deep down that he has some good underneath that thick shield of his."
I just nodded because I didn't know what to say. I wasn't the only one who believed there to be some good in Randy which was a little encouraging.
"So you ready to go?" he questioned me.
"Yes sir," and I slung my bag over my shoulder denying the offers to carry my bag that Ted was presenting and we exited my room.
"I just have to stop by my room and get my things before we go," he announced and when I gave him the hesitant look he added, "Don't worry, Randy already left."
A/N: Same old Randy! Poor Mickie! But don't worry that's not the end of it of course!
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