Chapter 11-

I sat in a counseling session with Marci, sitting on the couch we finally cracked open the chapter in my life of Randy Orton, oh and what a chapter.

"I don't know, he just had a way that forced me to gravitate towards him, when I was with him everything was amazing, I wasn't this broken girl with him-" I bit my lip turning my head, holding my knuckle against my teeth as I thought about him "and the way he made me feel."

"It was good?" Marci asked I turned my head looking at her blowing out a breath "It was amazing, like a drug, I was addicted to him now and not so much everything else I was doing, it's like this is all a game, and I haven't been told what the rules are. I think if I disappeared tomorrow the universe really wouldn't notice, and its like him getting married proved that, I disappeared and he didn't even notice." I shrugged

"And what do you want from this Emily? What are you expecting to get from this?, from feeling this way?" she asked making me blow out a breath as I rubbed my hands together, shrugging "what I want? Is for someone to understand but no one really does, because honestly Marci, how can they?" I asked her, she nodded her head but remained quiet "There is so much pain, around me, in me, and I dont know how to not notice it-" I whispered looking down " I am so fucking lonely!-" I wiped away the single tear that escaped my eye as I angrly looked at the wall "Why is the world so inhuman? Why is it so insensitive? Why is it so selfish? Why am I?" I sat back.

"Those are excellent questions Emily, I believe it's hard to see what the world k offers when you've been hurt so deeply, that what was once colorful and beautiful, is now dark and black, and ugly-" she shook her head "and until you can heal from those demons now trapped in your soul, you will look at the world that way, you will feel so fucking lonely, because yes no one will really ever be able to understand your pain." she spoke softly.

"I'm not for this world Marci." I shrugged "Because I don't get how you can see someone in so much pain and just let them exist, not take that pain away, not help them, I don't understand." I wiped my eyes again shrugging.

I struggled to fall asleep that night. After hours of tossing and turning, I finally ended up falling asleep in front of the TV. I was woken up by the loud sound of my phone vibrating on the side. I groggily reached out for it fully intending to reject whoever it was. I was shocked when I seen his name.

"Randy?" I answered. "What's wrong?" I sat straight up in my bed.

"Where do I fucking start?" he slurred I closed my eyes. Drunk Randy, Joy, it's been a long time since I dealt with drunk Randy, hopefully this drunk Randy is better then the one I knew years ago.

"Where are you?" I was suddenly wide awake. my stomach dropped with a million thoughts running through my mind. My heart started to beat loud and fast.

"You worried about me, babe? That's nice. Didn't seem like you gave a fuck about me when you where with Ambrose earlier." he slurred.

I sighed and brushed my hair back, "You know that's not true." I whispered frowning.

"You're right, because for some fucking reason that's beyond me, you love me. You said it, you love me and want to have my babies." I bit my lip wondering if he was throwing that in my face.

"Where are you?" I asked again.

"I'm outside."I slid out of my bed and peeked out of my hotel window, I frowned there was Randy with a phone to his ear leaning against the railing across from my room. I quickly opened the door unable to believe my eyes when a drunk Randy Orton staggered off the railing of the hotel. "Hey babe-" He pulled me into him into a deep kiss. "Mm."I pulled away staring at him completely confused by this, what was he doing here? Was he making up with me? "It shouldn't be that long that I get to do that." He dipped down, clamping his teeth down on my bottom lip and tugging on it.

"You've been drinking." I placed my hands on his chest trying to ignore the strong smell of alcohol and cigarettes on him.

"Uh, maybe like...one...two..." He shrugged as he swung me round so I was now resting my back against the railing with him towering over me. I shivered as the cold air hit me, as I was in pajama shorts and a tank top "You cold, sweetheart?" Before I gave him an answer, he pulled off his jacket and started messily trying to put it on me. "You always look good in my thing, why'd you have to go and do that?" He kept rambling on and on, he kept touching me My arms, my stomach, my hips, placing his hands on my hips I looked down at the ground and seen a bunch of cigarette butts on the ground.

"Randy! You shouldn't be here drunk! Your already in enough shit over that fight earlier!" I lectured not wanting him to get into anymore trouble over me "this is exactly what I was talking about earlier! I'm not Stephanie, I can't save your ass over shit like this." I lectured him not wanting to see him get into any more trouble over me.

His brows furrowed, "Isn't this when you're supposed to think I'm romantic and shit?" He tapped his heart with the palm of his hand "You know as much as you've fucked me off today and oh boy you fucking have and as much as I keep telling myself I don't want to see this beautiful face-" He brushed my hair back and tilted my head up to look at him, "I found myself here."

I sighed not sure how to handle all of this,"People are trying to sleep. Let me take you inside." I tried to pull him towards my room, but he just pulled me back into him.

"Mmm, you smell good-" He sniffed into my neck and the top of my head "Vanilla and honey, the scent that's fucking hunted me for seven years."

I sighed and stared back at him as he caressed my face. "It's been a rough night, huh?" I asked him, trying to fight back so many urges and emotions.

"You could say that." He held up an empty cigarette packet. he leaned down with an open mouth and dragged his tongue along my bottom lip.

he started trying to pull off his shirt "Whoa!" I edged away from him, I placed my hands on his shirt and pulled it back down. "I'm not having sex with you in the hall!"

"Why not?" He asked, looking confused "You're drunk! And its a public place any of your co-workers could come out and see us!" I exclaimed

"Do you think I'd object if I was sober?" He smirked, moving his hand upwards to cup my ass as he leaned down to kiss my lips.

I put my hands on his chest, stopping him mere inches from my face. As much as my body was craving everything he was doing, and wanted oh god I wanted to feel him touch me in way I was unable to describe, I felt I had to be the responsible one in this "You're mad at me!" I exclaimed moving out of his touch.

"Doesn't mean I don't want to fuck you." His eyes moved to my lips, He tried to move my hand away from his face holding a tight grip on my hand, not tight enough to hurt me, but tight enough to keep it in place "Don't you want to see me? Be with me? I need you, don't you need me?" he mummored caressing my face placing his forehead on mine, I blew out a breath swallowing hard nodding

"Of course. I've hated today."

"Yeah well finding out a guy I have to spend the next three months working with wants to fuck my girlfriend and tried to kiss her wasn't the highlight of my week either." he rolled his eyes

I cringed, "Can you stop saying that?" it sounded so dirty and I knew I wasn't in the place to defend Jon right now, but I knew it was more then that with Jon, at least I hoped it.

He laughed to himself, "Why am I so surprise? Most of the locker want to fuck you, I just have the honor of doing it."

I rolled my eyes "No one in that locker room has even noticed me, and I hope it's more for you than just that." I said quietly,

"It'd be a hell a lot easier, and trust me, they have, I've had to spend the last month listening to people I work with talk about your ass and those eyes, and not say anything." I frowned that's why today was so explosive, this had been building, He rubbed his forehead with his hand and then smoothed it down his face. "But you're mine." he murmured I couldn't stop the smile spreading across my face when he said that, I wanted to burst into tears at that point, that had to be a good sign right?

"hey, c'mon, come inside." I grabbed his hand pulling at him again in attempt to get him in my room and out of this hall, His eyes half opened "Come on im in my jammies out here." I told him trying to get him to help me out some, he smiled looking down at me.

"You look cute." He dismissed and started walking on his own towards my hotel room door I had propped open with the lock "c'mere." he mumbled waving me to him, I took his hand as he pulled me into my room.

"Are you ok?" I asked him as he shut the door behind me.

"I am now." He stood right in front of me. I stared up at him nervously, "Relax, sweetheart." His hands smoothed down my arms. "You think I'd hurt you?"

"You looked like you wanted to earlier." I admitted to him maybe because he was drunk.

"Yea well I wouldn't, I hope you know that, those pictures just-" he shook his head and stopped talking.

His hands came to his shirt and pulled it over his head, chucking it to the side. I exhaled deeply; taking note of the mere inches between Randy and I. No matter how many times I had seen him shirtless, each time felt like the first time. He always looked incredible.

I looked up at him shyly; feeling the heat rush to my cheeks. His hands slowly reached down and began unbuckling himself from his pants. He pulled his pants down, springing free his erection. His hand wrapped round his cock, rubbing slowly down it at he looked at me. Randy's hand wrapped round the back of my head and pushed me forward so my lips could find his easily. His lips massaged against mine, walking me backwards to the bed as he did so. Just as the back of my knees hit the bed, I pulled away staring up at him uneasily. Did he really want this? Or was he just drunk and horny?

He cradled my face in his hands whilst his eyes studied me. He rested his forehead on mine, continuing his hold on my face. "I've missed you." He murmured, his thumb rubbing against my lips"It's fucking stupid, it's only been a few hours, but I miss you. I've never missed anyone before. not even Sam, not like this, not like you." he admitted probably due to being drunk, but it made my heart swell with joy.

"I missed you too." I whispered.

And with that, he lowered me down on the bed. He stepped out of his pants, slowly pulling my shorts down he laid in between my legs. I took a deep breath as I looked up at him. His hand rested on my hip as he pressed into me. My arms wrapped around his shoulders and I closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling of him. "Oh fuck." He hissed out, clenching his teeth. He grabbed my hands and pinned them to either side of my face as he moved in and out of me "Always so tight and ready for me." he mumbled placing kisses on my neck and jaw line.

"Randy-" I arched my hips; meeting each thrust. He began getting faster and faster, lifting up my legs to get in deeper. I moaned out closing my eyes as the familer build up hit me "oh god Randy." I moaned out panting and breathing heavily.

"Not uh beautiful, open those eyes." Randy spoke kissing down my jaw line as I whimpered and panted against him as my orgasm hit me strong, Randy quickly following me "FUCK EMILY." he roared as his hips jerked a few more times, before he laid down on top of me holding onto me tightly against him. He climbed off of me, I turned on my side unsure what was next, I was surprised when I felt him behind me.

"You didn't kiss him back." He asked calmly, placing kisses on the back of my shoulder.

"No, Don't you get it? You're the guy I want to spend the rest of my life with, you!" My eyes widened, thinking I'd said too much.

"Prove it." I frowned looking at him confused

"Prove what?" I asked. he stared straight into my eyes. He leaned real close to me and threaded his hand through mine, lifting it up between us. Holding it against his chest. "Marry me."

"Randy." I frowned and shook my head. This was not how I wanted a proposal.

"Is that a no?" He looked hurt, I bit my lip I didn't want him to look hurt because of me ever again.

"It's a you're drunk and you don't mean this." I tried to reason with him.

"I'm not losing you again, not to your family, not to fucking ambrose, not to anyone!" He kissed my forehead.

"Your not! I swear Randy!" I promised

"Then what's the problem? Marry me. You love me, I love you, lets do this." my heart skipped at his confession, unsure if he even realized what he said just now.

"You're not going to lose me, Randy." I hugged myself into him, he held me tightly. "If anything, I was scared I was going to lose you." I admitted to him

He snorted, "Why the fuck would you think that?"

"Because you walked away from me. you sent me away!" I pulled away from him looking up at him

"I fucking just proposed to you and you think I'm gonna walk away from you?, when you came back around it was like my past coming back to give me a second shot at this, to make this right, and im not letting that shot go." he spoke through a clinched jaw sternly.

I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and sighed against him. "Ask me when your sober if you really mean it." I told him

"I'm fine now." He answered, staring back directly in my eyes.

"Ask me when your completely one hundred percent not a drop of alcohol in you sober, ok?" I asked.

He sat on the end of the bed rubbing his face. I sighed unsure what else to do or say. I laid down on my bed, before a naked Randy crawled behind me, wrapping his arm around me, hold me tightly against him, not that I was going anywhere anyways. He mumbled things I mostly couldn't make out except for right before he finally fell asleep "I love you Em." I was able to make out before he finally passed out.

The next morning I woke up to my alarm going off I had set it for seven thirty so I would have enough time to get up and ready, I frowned reaching behind me to feel the bed empty and cold, I sat up pulling the blanket over me, he left, I looked around seeing no trace of him, if it wasn't for my still naked body I would've been able to convince myself I had dreamt it all.

I wiped away the tears that had fallen, feeling used I walked into the bathroom to start the shower.

I moaned letting the hot water work over my stiff muscles as I silently cried while showering, I should be excited this morning, it was a fresh brand new start for myself and my sister.

I blew out a breath wrapping a towel around myself, wiping the mirror I look at myself in the mirror, I looked like hell, circles under my eyes evidence of my lack of sleep the night before, I sighed going to my duffel bag.

I grabbed my phone sending a text "nothing like waking up naked and alone, feel a little used here….hope your ok…." I bit my lip pressing send before getting dressed.

RANDYS POV-

I sighed hearing my phone go off as I lifted the weights, John next to me with a raised eye brow I chose to ignore both, my fucking mind a mess.

John nodded walking over to my stuff grabbing my phone, fucking bastard would know my password, "really dude?" he looked up "you didn't do that to her, tell me your not that fucking low man?" John questioned, I frowned dropping the wiehgts to look at the message.

I rubbed my forehead tossing my phone back on my stuff "i didn't do what your thinking, I just what the fuck am I supposed to say? I have to meet with Vince and Paul this morning, I just I need to get through that, then I'll handle this." I defended my actions even though I knew I was being a dick, I should've texted her, left a note something. Stayed with her until she woke up.

She just looked so peaceful asleep in my arms, and she rarely slept, I frowned wondering how she was even awake right now, John picked up a set of weights "Look man I believe her, I seen her yesterday when she showed up at your locker room, she was worried for you, I don't think she'd do that to you. I saw her after the fight, she was upset man." I blew out a breath nodding.

"I know she wouldn't." I admitted

"Then why aren't you up there making up with her?" John asked, Randy sighed "Because, I haven't gotten that out of control in a long time, and one thing with her sends me sprilaing out of control? I need to figure shit out first." I told him before setting down the weights and grabbing my shit, I looked back at John and sighed "Theres more to it then you know, I crossed some major lines with her last night, and I scared her, and I need to figure that out." I told him before leaving the gym.

EMILYS POV-

I blew out a breath looking myself over in the mirror wearing a black t-shirt with my hair down and a pair of gray and white striped pants, I slipped on a pair of black flip flops my stomach in knots, I looked down at Randy's message seeing he read it but no response, I bit my lip determined I wasn't going to cry before this breakfast, tonight was smack down and then I was off for a couple of days to relax and figure all this shit out.

In the mean time, I grabbed my purse and key card, I was going to enjoy this damn breakfast if it was the last thing I did. I looked myself over in the mirror one more time and walked out of the room.

RANDYS POV-

I knocked on Hunter hotel room door where he texted me to meet them over last nights fight, I had a cut on my lip and a nice bruise under my eye, my knuckles pretty busted open, I didn't know the damage on Jon but I was positive I gave as good as I got.

Stephanie flung the door open openly glaring at me, I nodded trying not to smirk "Steph." she sighed stepping to the side letting me in. Hunter,, looked disheveled as he appeared at the door, rolling up the cuffs of his shirt.

"Randy, sit." he held out his hand towards the couch, I smiled seeing the girls up and getting dressed "Aurora help your sisters finish getting ready." Stephanie spoke softly to her oldest daughter who nodded "Hi randy." she spoke happily, I smiled "hey sweetheart." I turned my attention onto my friend "what was that?" hunter asked, I blew out a breath rubbing my hands together.

"I honestly cant tell you." I answered, Stephanie nodded "where are these pictures randy." she spoke acidly, she was protecting Emily, which made me want to laugh a little, too little to late, but you cant say that without being a dick, and I was in no position to be a dick to my boss "here." I opened my phone showing them to her.

"who sent these to you? I know it wasn't a tabloid, because we would've gotten wind of them sooner then you." she asked looking at them and back up to me, I blew out a breath "Sam's PI." I told them, they both looked confused "I told Sam I was dating Emily, and wanted Emily and Alana to meet when we where in in a couple of week,s apparently she hired this PI to follow Emily, followed her to the facility as well, so on top of dealing with these photos of my girlfriend, I have to deal with my ex wife flipping out." I explained.

"Does Emily know you want her to meet aliana?" Stephanie asked me, Emily and I had briefly spoke about, I had planned to bring it up to when we got closer to that date.

"we've talked about it briefly." Stephanie and I both locking eyes with one another "I'm not rushing her into anything she isn't ready for." I told her, remembering my marriage proposal last night.

"OK, yesterday was a lot for everyone, and adding this on top of it, OK but What makes you think you have the right to go and attack another wrestler like that?" Hunter spoke breaking mine and his wife's stare down.

"what gives that wrestler the right to try and kiss my girlfriend after she told him we where together?" I retorted.

"That wasn't what I asked" Hunter snapped, I shrugged I knew I was on thin ice right now, and prbrally shouldn't be pushing it, but at this moment I didn't really care.

"Would you have done any different if someone tried that on your wife?" I challenged.

"Yes – you know how many times Steph gets shit thrown at her, grabbed at all the time, people thinking they have a right to say and do anything they want to and about her." hunter argued back, I nodded covering my mouth

"Yeah well your wife wasn't sexually assaulted was she?" I challenged again, keeping my tone neutral. Hunter shut his mouth at that, Stephanie dropped her head letting out a breath, I nodded "Mine was-" Stephanie head shot up at that comment "Ambrose had no right to cross that line with her."

"I don't mean any disrespect man, you know how hard I've worked to over come my shit, to stay away from the locker room bullshit, it just doesn't sit well with me after everything she's going through right now, that he felt it was OK to even try that on her, she says they're friends, a friend doesn't put the other one in that position!"i was angry, I was angry with her family, I was angry at the situation. I just wanted to make all this awful shit go away for her but all I ever seemed to do was hurt her more.

Hunter released a sigh. "Look, I get where you're coming from. But we cant let personal, interfere with business, you know that, You're a good guy, you've come a long way from the Randy Orton I first met but that was out of line. I know Jon's behavior wasn't the best, but Vince is furious, his even more pissed his daughter was thrown in the middle of it! Randy do you realize how close she came to getting seriously hurt trying to pull the two of you apart?" hunter asked, I covered my mouth nodding my head yes, I realized it, it made me sick when I seen Jon almost hit her.

"Listen we all want to make things up to Emily, make all that shit right for her, but don't go getting yourself into trouble over it either. They want me to suspend you for this but I understand emotions are running high. I know the drama that romantic relationships between coworkers can cause." he chuckled, as him and Stephanie smiled at each other, I blew out a breath nodding.

"How's Emily doing?" Hunter asked, I rubbed the back of my head not sure how to answer that "I uh im not sure, I haven't really seen her since last night, trying to give each of us some space." I explained the best I could not wanting to tell her brother in law and sister, I made love to her and left her naked in bed, in-fact im kicking myself in the ass over that.

"I won't pry into your personal lives, but she didn't deserve to be treated that way." I nodded, clearing my throat as I stood up "uh no she doesn't." I told him as the girls came saying they where ready, Stephanie smiled.

"OK she's there already, we finished here?" she asked looking between hunter and myself, Hunter nodded standing up grabbing his jacket and phone, I headed towards the door when I felt a hand on my arm, I looked down to see Stephanie "Dont hurt her Orton." she spoke protectively, I nodded before walking out of the door.

EMILYS POV_

I sat at a table fidgeting nervously texting Stephanie I was here, she replied they would be done in a minute dealing with some last minute stuff, I blew out a breath playing on my phone, truthfully I was resisting the urge of calling or texting him, I bit my lip, I missed him, I felt pathetic for it but I missed him.

I sighed setting my phone down as I waited patiently for my sister and nieces to arrive, looking up my heart sunk, there he was in his gym clothes, standing in the lobby on his phone, he looked angry at who ever he was talking to, I fought the urge to go to him, to hug him, find out if he was OK.

He looked up at me our eyes connecting for a moment before I bit my lip and looked down blowing out a breath.

"Emily!" I heard my sisters voice making me stand up, I smiled hugging her as hunter came from behind her hugging me tightly "you OK?" he whispered in my ear, I nodded clearing my throat "I'm good." I smiled as we pulled apart. I smiled at the girls "you girls remember your aunt Emily?" Hunter asked smiling back at me.

"Kinda we didn't see much of you at grand-pop's dinner for you." Aurora smiled at me, I smiled at the name, we called our grand farther grand pop also, I nodded "Yea I was so busy that night, im sorry I didn't get to see much of you guys." all three girls took me by surprise by giving me a huge hug making me laugh.

I bit my lip letting out a trembling breath as I looked up at Stephanie and hunter trying not to cry, they both had huge smiles on their face watching the interaction "OK girls lets eat." Hunter smiled as the girls let go of me, Murphy taking my head "sit with me!" she smiled at me making me laugh and nod my head "OK OK." I smiled sitting next to the little girl.

RANDYS POV-

"Sam you should trust me." I snapped at my ex wife not understand where this was coming from "Oh yea Randy trust you, you didn't even tell me she was in a mental institution! You act like I don't know who your talking about!" she snapped.

I sighed nodding "that's where this is coming from not so much of her past but who she is?" I asked running my hand over my face not believing this "Randy you and I, we where-" she struggled with the words, I closed my eyes "yes I know we had a couple of nights since the divorce but Sam we agreed they didn't mean anything! That I would be moving on and so would you and that's OK." I opened my eyes looking up to see Emily looking at me.

I swallowed hard, I remembered last night clearly, I remember being fully prepared to marry her right then, right there, last night, I'm happy she kept a straight head, not because I didn't meant it, but because she deserved better then that, I frowned as she looked down.

I wanted to go to her, to kiss her and take away this bullshit, but I needed my head clear for her, I couldn't re act like this around her, I hated the petrified look she gave me last night and having no control around her.

"your moving on with a women from your past! How the hell is that moving on randy?" Sam asked making me shake my head "because Sam im sorry, I loved you, I love you, you have a special place in my heart as the mother of my daughter, Sam,But I never let go of Emily, im sorry but I didn't, shes never been my past." I tried to break to my ex wife gently, I frowned hearing a sniffle on sams end "Sam please dont cry." I begged her, just as the elevator door open looking to see if it was John and Nikki yet, I rolled my eyes I liked Nikki but the women always made us late for shit.

I seen Hunter, Stephanie and the girls step off the elevator, Hunter nodded to me as they walked into the restaurant, I smiled seeing Stephanie and Emily hug each other, looks like some good came out of yesterday.

EMILYS POV-

I had an amazing time at breakfast with Stephanie, hunter and the girls, I now found myself sitting in medic with Chris who kept looking over at me, I sighed sitting back "I'm fine." I told him.

"Sorry, last night was just insane, its been a long time since I've seen orton act like that." Chris told me, I frowned "Sorry." I mumbled rubbing my face.

"Hey Chris you needed to see me?" I heard Jon's voice making me look up, I gasped seeing his face "Oh my god Jon, are you OK?" I asked standing up and walking to him.

I knew I shouldn't but I reached out gently touching him, he had a pretty good black eye that was swallon a pretty good cut underneath it "Trust me darlin, I gave as good as I got." I bit my lip not sure if he'd seen Randy today or not, but Randy didn't look this bad.

"Hey man I just need to check out that cut, im pulling you from the show tonight just to make sure it doesn't open up." Chris spoke up as I stepped back from Jon.

Jon nodded sitting on the table "So wanna tell me what set off orton last night?" he asked, I frowned "you trying to kiss me at the bar, some how, some one I dont know took pictures right before." I told him, Jon shook his head "Fuck im sorry." he looked over at me as Chris raised his eye brow surprised "its fine." I mumbled.

"No seriously I was being fucking I dont know, I mean I get it, I'd fucking hit me too." Jon Shrugged as Chris started to check out the cut on his eye.

I checked my phone for messages, even though it hadn't gone off. Nothing. I sighed, glancing at the time. It was 5pm and I hadn't heard from him at all since last night. I thought maybe he'd want to have talked after what happened but no, not yet. The urge to call him was starting to get to me.

"Chris im going to take a quick break." I mumbled standing up and walking out of medic, I was ready to just go home and sleep, sleep through whatever this shit was.

I walked down the corridor; only moments away from Randy's locker room, I bit my lip before turning around going the other way, I wasn't sure if I was ready for his rejection right now.

"Hey Emily!" Nikki called walking over to me with her sister, I wasn't sure how to feel towards her, she sighed "Look im sorry for yesterday if I was trying to talk to John and we where fighting like that, I wouldn't want someone standing in my way." she apologized, I nodded my head "Its uh fine." I told her.

"I've never seen randy like this, his just been wrecked all day." I frowned at least she got to see him.

"Nikki." Brie spoke gently, she looked back to me "he hasn't talked to you today huh?" Brie asked, I shook my head no looking down taking a deep breath "no he hasn't." I pulled my phone out again checking.

"I miss you." typed out pressing send "Uh I'll see you guys." I mumbled not really wanting to socialize at this point

Randy's pov-

I groaned finishing my stretches as my phone went off, I frowned seeing a text from Emily a simple I miss you from her, I sighed rubbing the back of my head. "i know I miss you to, we should talk-"

"Randy your up!" a stage head knocked on my door, I sighed tossing my phone on my duffle bag and heading out.

EMILYS POV-

"you OK?" Chris asked as I walked back into the medic office, I shrugged "I just, why is he ignoring me all day?" I asked Chris who shrugged "Maybe he just needs to get his mind right before his around you." he suggested "look I got this, why don't you head out?" Chris asked.

Hunter had taken me to get another Rental tonight seeing as I still had to go to tomorrows house show and then was supposed to head home for a couple of days.

"you sure?" I asked him, he nodded "yea I'll see you Monday. Enjoy your time off."

I grabbed my stuff "thanks Chris." I told him before heading out, I decided before I left I would try to one more time to see him, he cant ignore me in person right?

I practiced what I was going to say as I made it to his locker room it sounded good in my head. I sighed nervous standing out there for at least a good five minutes, before I worked up the courage to knock.

I frowned No answer. I slowly opened the door "Randy?" I called out softly

The room was dark and empty. He was gone, he left.

Instantly I felt disappointment rush through me. I stood there for a couple of minutes taking it in, he hadn't even tried to find me. Did he not want to see me? Where we over and last night was just drunken rambling?

I sighed walking to the parking garage finding the extra confirmation, his bus was gone, I felt like someone just punched me in the gut. I frowned digging my rental key out of my purse.

"Hey Emily." Nikki called out.

"Oh hey." I returned and gave a nod Cena's way. I was still upset with them over yesterday, I couldn't explain why I was but I was, I felt like they helped keep randy away from me.

"Where's Randy?"

"He uh, he left." I bit my lip pushing my hair back.

"You have a lift?" Nikki asked sounding genuine concerned, I nodded "Uh yea Hunter took me to get a new rental, I wasn't riding with him anyways, just wanted to see him before he left." I frowned.

"your driving out tonight?" Nikki asked, I nodded "Yea its only a four hour, it'll do me good, have some quiet."

"Emily, have you checked the whether? Supposed to get a bad snow storm." John finally spoke up, I nodded shrugging "I grew up in Conniecte John, one thing I know is how to drive in the snow."

"I really think you should just hang out tonight and drive out in the morning." John spoke, I nodded "I promise I'll be fine, I know how to drive in the snow." I assured him "But thanks for your concern." I smiled politely at the two before turning to head to my rental.

"Emily be careful!" John yelled out when I made it to my rental, I sighed sitting down letting out a breath really upset that he just left, this isn't how we should handle an agruement.

John blew out a breath pulling his phone out texting Randy "hey Emily's driving out to Chicago in this storm, maybe call her?" he looked over at Nikki wrapping his arm around her shoulders as they headed to his bus.

I blew out a breath before putting my car in reverse and pulling out of the garage, I seen small signs of a snow storm when my phone rang, I frowned answering it with the blue tooth on the steering wheel "hello?" I answered.

"Hey did you leave yet?" Came Stephanie voice "Yes I did, why?"

"This storms supposed to be bad-" I rolled my eyes pulling on the highway "Steph we where taught how to drive in snow storms!" I laughed hearing her sigh "I know but still, just be careful don't push it OK? Call me when you get to Chicago."

"Will do, talk to you later." and with that I ended the call, I pulled off into a gas station for coffee and gas.

I sighed leaning against the rental as the gas pumped, I held my coffee to my nose trying to figure all of this out, I blew out a breath pulling my phone out "FYI a good bye or something would've been nice...anyways on my way to Chicago now, hope to be grace by your presence." I sent out to him, now I was really upset and no longer caring.

I sighed starting the car up and hooking my iPod up to the radio before heading off in the direction of Chicago, hoping for a decent drive and to lay my exhausted head down.

I frowned feeling regretful as the snow kept getting heavier and heavier, maybe I should've listened to everyone as it kept getting worse "Fuck." I started to slow down looking for an exit sign to get off and find a room for the night.

I blew out a breath "seriously? I mean could this day get any shitter?" I questioned as I grabbed my coffee up, I yelled out in paid as the lid came off spilling hot coffee all over my hand and lap "shit!" I cursed dropping the cup "FUCK!" I yelled out seeing something stopped in the road, I slammed on the breaks causing my car to spin out as I screamed out I covered my face feeling my car slam into something and my head hit the steering wheel.

"mm." I moaned feeling the warm liquid I knew was blood trinkle down my forehead.

I tried to sit forward and frowned as everything got dizzy and slowly faded into black.