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Bad Girlfriend – Theory of a Deadman

"My Girlfriend's a dick magnet; my girlfriend's gotta have it.
She's hot, can't stop, up on stage, doing shots, tip the man he'll
Ring the bell, get her drunk she'll scream like hell.
Dirty girl, gettin' down, dance with guys from outta town.
Grab her ass, actin' tough. Mess with her, she'll fuck you up.
No one really knows if she's drunk or if she's stoned, but she's
Comin' back to my place tonight!
She likes to shake her ass, she grinds it to the beat
She likes to pull my hair when I make her grind her teeth
I like to strip her down, she's naughty to the end
You know what she is, no doubt about it
She's a bad, bad girlfriend!"

January 4, 2011
Phoenix, Arizona
Hilton, Room 425
2:24 PM

"Get up, Kayley." John's voice rang out to me as my body shook with the force he was putting on me.

"Go away, John." I snapped at him, turning over and putting my head underneath my pillow. I did not want to get up and obviously John did not realize that. A few more tires and I would do something drastic.

"Come on Kayley, we need to start the day." John said as he continued to shake me.

"You can go stick it!" I grumbled into the mattress.

"Just get up." He sighed, yanking the blanket off of me.

"UGH!" I groaned, burying my head more under the pillow before it was ripped away from me. "Damn it John!"

"You need to get up." John replied as he picked me off of the bed and carried me to the bathroom. "We need to go to the office and take our drug tests and then we're going to meet everyone at the club."

"It's like 9 in the morning!" I responded, flailing in his arms.

John rolled his eyes and set me down on my feet on the floor. "Try like 2 in the afternoon." John replied, turning on the shower. "Get ready."

I threw a bar of soap at the door that was just closed by John. I heard him laugh as I yelled at him to go screw a donkey. I took my shower fast because I knew that if I took a long shower like I wanted, he would either do one of three things; One, he'd come in and yell at me, Two, he's flush the toilet on me, or Three; he's pull me out of the shower wet and butt ass naked. I hurried and stepped out of the shower to find a towel. I rolled my eyes and stomped my foot.

"John!" I yelled through the door, water dripping down my back from my hair. "John!" I groaned and opened the door a little bit, peaking out into the main room. "John, why didn't you answer me?"

John pointed towards the door as he watched TV. "Hunter, Cody, and Ted are here."

"Well, there aren't any towels!" I said in frustration as they all laughed. "It's not funny!"

"We've all seen you naked, just come out and grab a blanket." John replied form his bed.

"You're a damn idiot. Give me something to cover up with!" I growled. He sighed and took off his large t-shirt and threw it at me. It landed a few feet in front of the door and I pouted. Hunter, Cody, and Ted all leaned up against the wall to watch me. I sighed and opened the door a little bit to stick out my leg to try and pull it towards the door. I had to stretch extra far to try to get my foot to just touch the shirt. "Joooooohnnnn."

He shook his head and laughed hysterically at my attempts to get the t-shirt as he just chilled on his bed. After a few more attempts and just threw open the door and walked out, bending down to grab the shirt, yanking it on and flipping the boys off, who were still laughing, as I grabbed my clothes and walked back to the bathroom. They're laughter was contagious and I even chuckled a bit when the door was closed. I dried off with John's t-shirt and I could smell his cologne all over me. I stared at the mirror and looked at my stomach. It seemed to be a bit bigger because my hip bones weren't showing as bad. I shrugged and got dressed quickly, throwing on my panties and bra. I dried and straightened my hair quickly before pulling on the short silver and black dress that I had randomly grabbed. I took John's shirt and walked out of the bathroom, throwing it back at him.

"You are an ass." I said to him as he smirked at me. I grabbed my makeup kit and walked to the mirror, putting on my black eyeliner and mascara.

"I don't know why you wear makeup, you're pretty without it." Cody said from his position by the wall.

I smiled and did my finishing touches on my concealer. "Thank you Cody but I don't want to scare people. Plus, I've always wanted to be as 'Dashing' as you." I smiled at him.

He laughed and walked over to me, bumping his hip against mine so I stumbled away from the mirror. "You are correct, I am dashing."

"Now you got him started Michaels." Ted joked. I walked over to him and hugged him. He kissed my hair and rubbed my bare back. "I missed you."

"I missed you too! It's been a long time since I saw you."

"What about me?" Hunter asked, feeling put out.

"I see you every day." I smiled at him walking back to the mirror and finishing up my makeup.

"We're going to get on a plane, go to the headquarters, pee in a cup, and then go down to Florida were we will be spending about two days in John's house. We're going to a club tonight." Ted replied for John who was still watching Sports Center.

I smiled brightly and looked over at everyone. "Party!"

Cody rolled his eyes and threw some shoes at me. "We need to go."

"Oh I see how much I am loved." I grumbled, slipping on the heels.

We all piled out towards the cars, throwing our things into the trunks. I sighed and stood there looking at the hotel. John came up and rubbed my back. "What's wrong?"

"Randy, ya know? I feel bad leaving him here."

John smiled and guided me towards the car. "No worries, he's in the car."

"What?" I asked, snapping my head towards him.

"I called him this morning and explained what happened. He said his side of the story and asked if he could go to the headquarters with us. I, of course, said yes and he's in the car. Everything is fine." John explained while opening my door. Randy was indeed in the backseat looking out of place.

I smiled brightly and climbed into the car, sitting next to him and hugging him tightly to me. "I am so sorry."

He hugged me back tighter, kissing my neck over and over again. "No, it's my fault. I can't explain why I went off on you. You didn't do anything wrong."

"It's forgotten Randy." I smiled at him. He smiled back and we kissed as John climbed into the driver's seat and Hunter got into the passenger's seat.

"Oh cut it out!" Hunter groaned, rubbing his head and leaning back against the seat.

"Bite me." I replied, kissing Randy again.

Tampa, Florida
Déjà vu
10:54 PM

Maryse and I were grinding against each other, partying our life away. I wasn't drinking because I just didn't feel like it tonight but Maryse was. Her drunken happiness spread out towards me and made me feel so relaxed and carefree. Maryse had dressed a lot of us; she and I looked like JWOWW look alikes but with blond hair. She had on the shortest jean shorts she could find in such short notice with a strapless navy blue shirt. There was a large black studded belt around her waist to show how small her waist was. She wore high heels to make her taller and her hair was curly, flowing down her back.

She had dressed me in what looked like black underwear and black fishnet stockings. She had thrown a black shirt at me that was cut down to the belly button. The shirt had to be taped to my chest so my breasts didn't fall out. Tight high heeled black boots were covering the bottom part of my legs and I had fingerless gloves on with silver bracelets adorning my wrists. She made my eyes dark and my hair straight. I felt over exposed but after a while, I didn't really care. It was about having fun tonight and I was.

I felt someone come up behind me and start dancing with us. It could have been anyone because the club was packed. I turned around to see Hunter there. I laughed and moved my hips against Maryse and put my arms in the air. Hunter laughter at his own dancing because he had no idea what to do. I moved his hips with the beat of the music, trying to get him to feel through the energy.

Once the song was finished, Maryse and I walked over to the table which held all the WWE Superstars that met us in Tampa. Randy was drinking Jack and Coke and John was just laughing with Sheamus and drinking a regular Coke. I sat down next to my fiancée and took a sip of my own Coke. I still remembered the last time we went to a club so I always had someone watching my drink, which was understandable. Phil was also here, drinking Coke and being mad that they didn't have Pepsi.

"Everyone having a good time?" John asked, yelling over the music.

"Hell yeah!" Maryse and I yelled back. I took Randy's hand and put it in my lap. He smiled and brought me closer to him.

So we back up in the club,
with the bodies rocking from side to side (side to side)
Thank God the week is done
I feel like a zombie gone back to life (back to life)
Hands up, and suddenly we all got our hands up
No control of my body

"Let's go dance everyone!" John yelled, attempting to grab everyone's hands.

"No! Let's dance here!" Maryse smiled brightly. She grabbed my hand and pulled me on top of the table. I laughed hysterically as we stood on top of the table that was now filled with men, who were yelling and whistling at us.

Maryse pulled me to the center of the table and we started to grind again. I felt eyes on me at all times and I knew they weren't Randy's because they weren't as heated as his was. I knew how his stare felt and this wasn't it. Maryse and I put our hands up and fist pumped to the beat. I rocked my body from side to side, closing my eyes, and feeling the beat soak into my veins. I rolled my hips against hers and I heard wolf whistles from all around us.

When that song ended, we jumped down and did what John was going to do before we ended up on the table. We grabbed as many hands as possible and made a circle on the dance floor, dancing in a group. Maryse grabbed whoever was behind her and I grabbed Randy, making him dance with me. He laughed and held onto my hips, pushing his pelvis into mine. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and proceeded to move my hips against his. I felt his erection through his pants and tried not to laugh out at it.

I turned around and rubbed my backside against his front and I heard his growl from behind me. I kept rubbing against him and his hands on my hips kept getting tighter. I enjoyed the fact that I could still turn on my future husband. I dropped down and slowly brought my ass up into his front. I leaned back against him as his hand made its home on my lower waist.

"Do you want me to fuck you on this dance floor in front of everyone?" Randy growled loudly into my ear. "You've been making it difficult not to jump you all night."

"Well, I guess I'll go do this to someone else." I smirked about to go grab Sheamus before being pulled roughly back to his body.

"Don't do it. You are mine." Randy said possessively, putting his hand lower on my stomach. "This is mine." He responded, sliding his hand against my pelvis. I threw my head back against his shoulder and continued to rock my hips. "You like that?"

"You know I do Randal." I responded.

"Good." He said simply rubbing that one spot on my pelvis. I grinded against his front hard making him push on my hips. I felt that stare on my face but I refused to look up to see who it was. "You look better than anyone here."

"Thanks babe." I said pulling away from him and kissing him quickly. "Going to dance with Maryse."

"Have fun, but if you have too much, I'm coming over there and joining in." He smirked.

"That is your ultimate fantasy isn't it? A threesome with me and Maryse."

"Of course. You guys look so alike; it'll be like having sex with two of you." He joked. I laughed and kissed him again before walking over to Maryse.

The club music was pounding and the lights were flashing all around us. It was a Tuesday night but it was the best Tuesday night in the world. It wasn't long until I went to the bathroom and did my business before walking back to the floor. I've been peeing a lot lately and being tired. My bitchiness was just a new addition. My breasts were hurting but that could have been because they have been bouncing all night. Phil came up to me, stopping me before going any further. "We need to talk."

"What about?" I asked him, leaning against the wall and crossing my arms over my chest.

"I'm sorry I tried to kiss you, I know you're Randy's but I can't help but feel a little bit attracted to you."

"Not to be rude but join the long list of people who do." I sighed heavily. "John is the first on the list; you'll have to get behind Ted on that one."

He cracked a smile and held out his hand. "Friends again?"

"I wasn't aware we never were." I smiled brightly, shaking his hand before giving him a hug. "You were always a good friend Phil so I'll just treat you like John."

"Okay." He laughed and let me go, before walking into the men's bathroom. I walked back to the booth where everyone was sitting and taking a break.

"I miss this!" John yelled to us over the music.

"So do I." Randy replied putting his arm around my waist. "I'm sorry about the other night."

"It's been forgotten Randy." I replied to him, leaning up against his shoulder. His hand went around my waist and rested on my hip.

After the club, and there were no drugs that were slipped into any drinks, I helped Randy and John into the John's house and up the stairs. Randy and John were hanging all over each other, touching each other's bodies in private places. I just ignored it, knowing they were drunk as hell and wouldn't remember this in the morning. They pushed past me and towards the room Randy and I were staying, I just followed slowly behind, trying to see what was going to become of this. I thought it was funny.

Randy and John stumbled into the room, pushing each other against the wall and devouring their mouth. Randy pushed John against the opposite wall as I closed the door, shaking my head and walking past them. I sat on the opposite bed, eating some left over popcorn from two nights ago. I raised my eyebrow as John ripped Randy's shirt off.

"Damn this is weird…and hot…" I mumbled to myself, grabbing more popcorn.

Randy violently pushed John onto the bed, climbing on top of him and grinding his hips into his, shoving his tongue into John's mouth. I leaned against the wall and watched, tilting my head and wondering if they would remember this in the morning. Highly doubtful. John flipped them over, pushing Randy's legs apart and getting in between them. The water I was drinking nearly shot out of my nose and John pushed his hips into Randy's.

"I wonder if it is wrong watching my fiancée and ex-boyfriend nearly having sex…" I asked myself out loud.

By no time, both men were nearly naked and about to get it on. I went to stop them when I realized Randy had passed out and John was close also. I walked over and helped John to his bedroom and helped him into bed.

"Youuuuuu'rre puuurrty Kay." John slurred.

I rolled my eyes, pulling John onto his stomach with one leg off the bed so he could get out and puke faster. "Thank you John."

"Youuuuu'reeeee booodddy isss seeeexxxy." John slurred again, burying his face into the cool pillow.

"You keep telling me." I told him, pulling the trashcan next to his bed. I put my water on his nightstand with Tylenol. "Get to sleep."

"MMMMSMAIBFHUG." John mumbled before passing out completely.

I chuckled and walked back to my room where Randy was. I laid down next to him and passed out from exhaustion.

That was…interesting.