Title: Not your Average Love Story
Author: Remain Nameless, other wise known as Kay
Email: RemainNameless17aol.com mailto:RemainNameless17aol.com
Rating:; PG-13 because I tend to write with a potty mouth
Disclaimer: I don't own nobody, or nothing. I'm not THAT Creative
Summary; When is love ever easy? Three people are about to find out that life and love can totally suck.
Pairing: Stacy/Randy Lita/Edge Trish/?? Y2J? Christain?
Author's Notes: I decided to write a in depth weird as hell love story. Ok, Edge is still on Smackdown to make this story work, ok? Also he's seeing a female wrestler. Who is it? Well it's going to be Torrie. Also he never broke his neck. The draft will affect this story some how.
"Have you seen Stacy?"
Batista looked up at his co evoltuion member Randy Orton across the locker room.
"Excuse me?"
"Well, Have you seen her? She seems really distant."
"Why should you care? All you said was she was a good lay. That's what you told Hunter."
Randy froze as the sudden reminder, of the day that changed his entire life. The day he would never be the same.
3 months ago
Randy walked into the evoltuion locker room, a huge smile on his face and a bounce in his step.
He had finally slept with, correction, made love too, Stacy Keibler.
It was odd really, him falling in love. He could remember always being fasinated with her. But not until he looked into her eyes in that hotel room did he know. Did he know right then. That he was in love with her. And it wasn't scary at all. It almost felt right.
"Someone got lucky last nice." Ric said from his corner of the room, dressed in one of his flashy robes.
"I'd be smiling too if I got lucky with Keibs too." Batista said from next to the nature boy, dressed all in black, ready escort his mentor to the ring.
"Wait, Keibs? Stacy Keibler? That a boy! If anyone's a catch it sure is her."
"Don't tell me Randy that your in love with the girl."
Randy turned in the direction of were the voice came from. In the door way was Triple H. The game. The leader of evolution.
Hunter could see the look of panic in the boys eyes. Oh yeah, he was in love with her and he had it bad. But Randy couldn't love this girl, it would ruin everything.
"I hope Test doesn't find out."
Randy eyes widened at revelation. "They broke up."
"OH, no, of course they did. But they got back together this morning." Triple H looked around at the member of evolution and could tell they didn't believe him. He'd have to take another approach.
"Or so Test's says. But we all sort of know what kind of guy he is. Jealous, a liar. Obsessed with Stacy. I didn't believe it myself. But now im scared for her. If he find's out she's with somebody else, he might go bizerk. Try to hurt her, he's done it before and if he finds out about tonight...he might even kill her."
Randy's eyes shone fear and greif. "He wouldn't really hurt her would he?"
"I actually heard about that" Batista replied, flashing back too Stacy's nightmare with Test almost a year ago. :The guy is psyco. I meen look what he did to Victoria and he wasn't even fasinated with her. Imagine what he's do to Stacy."
"I could protect her." Randy replied. "I could take Test."
"Not all the time Randy. He know's were she lives, works, eats. He knows everything. The best thing too do is lay low until Test finds someone else to be obsessed with."
Randy looked at the other two members of evolution and knew they were right. "I don't want to hurt her."
"Neither do we, but what's worse? A broken heart? Or a broken body?"
"I told Hunter that so it would get back to Stacy. To protect her."
"I know man, I know. I don't know. She hasn't been looking so hot lately. She looks sick, depressed. I heard she asked for a year off from work in a couple months."
"What? Why?" Randy asked, getting up, now getting worried. It was so out of character for Randy too be this way. To worry about another human being, to be so unconceited. To be so Un Randy. But some how Stacy was able to do that to him. Make him a different man, a better man.
"Her mom is really, really sick I guess."
"I should go see how she's doing." Randy replied, standing up in his seat.
"No way man, people might see, Test might see. They might know abut what happened."
"It won't kill her." Randy replied, leaving the locker room.
Batista stared after him as he left. "Maybe it will."
Randy turned every corner looking for Stacy.
When he finally saw her. She was standing outside Lita's dressing room and what he saw almost broke his heart.
He hadn't looked at her, really looked at her sicne it happened. It hurt too much and his charade may be discovered.
Her hair was just simply combed and she wasn't wearing makeup. She still looked beautiful. But she also looked worn out and sick.
"Stacy."
"Randy."
Randy turned to look at the small blonde that had approached him.
"Stacy, how are you?" He said feeling rather uncomfortable.
"Im just going to cut to the chase. I don't like being lied too Randy."
Randy was taken back, woundering how she knew.
"You know, you didn't have to tell me you loved me. I would of still slept with you. Im only an easy lay anyway."
"What are you talkin-"
Stacy cut him off, her eyes hard and fierce, moist from trying to hold back tears, she was determined not to let him see her cry. Cry over him.
"Everyone knows Randy. They all know what your saying about me. I was hot and I was easy. But you know I can't really argue since I did sleep with you I must be pretty damn easy."
She stood silent for a moment waiting for him to say something. He didn't. So she continued. "But you know, whatever. I'll just stay out of your way Randy. It's a good thing I never loved you either. Because If I did I would be hurting really bad right now. Im just pissed off that you used me."
With that she turned and walked away from him.
The words stung him. That she never loved him. But he instead reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her toward him. She looked surprise, maybe hopeful that he would apologize. But he only looked into her ears, looking for that love he felt for her. To see the same thing he saw and felt that night. And he did, a glimpse of it. But it was covered with anger, hurt and betrayl and developing tears that she had built up and had planned on pouring out when she walked away.
"Randy just leave me alone." She said weakly, her voice cracking on tears. Then she turned around and walked away from him.
Stacy looked down at her fear when she heard him call her name. She began moving at fast pace away from him.
Did she think he was Test coming after her.
"Stacy." He yelled a little louder, reaching out and grabbing her wrsit, and carefully pulling her to him.
She looked at him, and she still looked scared. He saw the same thing in her eyes. Betrayl, anger, love. But now fear.
"Are you ok? Im worried about you."
"Don't worry about it. It's not about you." She said harshly.
"I know. It's about your mother. You seem to be falling apart. If you need somebody to talk t-"
"I have somebody to talk too." Stacy said, cutting him off, cold and angry.
"Alright, well I was only worried."
"Maybe you should just leave me alone like you have been and act like I don't exsist like you have been."
"Stacy, don't be like this."
"Don't be like what? Honest. I've moved on with my life Randy. There's more important people in my life Randy." With that she pulled her wrist away.
Randy however refused to let go. Not her wrist, not her. Not that night. It scared him a little.
Stacy's stubbornes clashed with his inability to let go and it caused her to pull so hard it sent her crashing to the floor.
"Ow." Stacy whimpered, clutching her stomach right away. "Ow."
"Stacy..are you ok?" He said reaching out to help her up. "Did I bruise you."
"Get Lita, please, get Lita. Something's wrong."
"What's wrong?"
"JUST GET LITA!" Stacy screamed out in the middle of the hallway.
Randy didn't need to be told twice and ran down the hallway.
Author: Remain Nameless, other wise known as Kay
Email: RemainNameless17aol.com mailto:RemainNameless17aol.com
Rating:; PG-13 because I tend to write with a potty mouth
Disclaimer: I don't own nobody, or nothing. I'm not THAT Creative
Summary; When is love ever easy? Three people are about to find out that life and love can totally suck.
Pairing: Stacy/Randy Lita/Edge Trish/?? Y2J? Christain?
Author's Notes: I decided to write a in depth weird as hell love story. Ok, Edge is still on Smackdown to make this story work, ok? Also he's seeing a female wrestler. Who is it? Well it's going to be Torrie. Also he never broke his neck. The draft will affect this story some how.
"Have you seen Stacy?"
Batista looked up at his co evoltuion member Randy Orton across the locker room.
"Excuse me?"
"Well, Have you seen her? She seems really distant."
"Why should you care? All you said was she was a good lay. That's what you told Hunter."
Randy froze as the sudden reminder, of the day that changed his entire life. The day he would never be the same.
3 months ago
Randy walked into the evoltuion locker room, a huge smile on his face and a bounce in his step.
He had finally slept with, correction, made love too, Stacy Keibler.
It was odd really, him falling in love. He could remember always being fasinated with her. But not until he looked into her eyes in that hotel room did he know. Did he know right then. That he was in love with her. And it wasn't scary at all. It almost felt right.
"Someone got lucky last nice." Ric said from his corner of the room, dressed in one of his flashy robes.
"I'd be smiling too if I got lucky with Keibs too." Batista said from next to the nature boy, dressed all in black, ready escort his mentor to the ring.
"Wait, Keibs? Stacy Keibler? That a boy! If anyone's a catch it sure is her."
"Don't tell me Randy that your in love with the girl."
Randy turned in the direction of were the voice came from. In the door way was Triple H. The game. The leader of evolution.
Hunter could see the look of panic in the boys eyes. Oh yeah, he was in love with her and he had it bad. But Randy couldn't love this girl, it would ruin everything.
"I hope Test doesn't find out."
Randy eyes widened at revelation. "They broke up."
"OH, no, of course they did. But they got back together this morning." Triple H looked around at the member of evolution and could tell they didn't believe him. He'd have to take another approach.
"Or so Test's says. But we all sort of know what kind of guy he is. Jealous, a liar. Obsessed with Stacy. I didn't believe it myself. But now im scared for her. If he find's out she's with somebody else, he might go bizerk. Try to hurt her, he's done it before and if he finds out about tonight...he might even kill her."
Randy's eyes shone fear and greif. "He wouldn't really hurt her would he?"
"I actually heard about that" Batista replied, flashing back too Stacy's nightmare with Test almost a year ago. :The guy is psyco. I meen look what he did to Victoria and he wasn't even fasinated with her. Imagine what he's do to Stacy."
"I could protect her." Randy replied. "I could take Test."
"Not all the time Randy. He know's were she lives, works, eats. He knows everything. The best thing too do is lay low until Test finds someone else to be obsessed with."
Randy looked at the other two members of evolution and knew they were right. "I don't want to hurt her."
"Neither do we, but what's worse? A broken heart? Or a broken body?"
"I told Hunter that so it would get back to Stacy. To protect her."
"I know man, I know. I don't know. She hasn't been looking so hot lately. She looks sick, depressed. I heard she asked for a year off from work in a couple months."
"What? Why?" Randy asked, getting up, now getting worried. It was so out of character for Randy too be this way. To worry about another human being, to be so unconceited. To be so Un Randy. But some how Stacy was able to do that to him. Make him a different man, a better man.
"Her mom is really, really sick I guess."
"I should go see how she's doing." Randy replied, standing up in his seat.
"No way man, people might see, Test might see. They might know abut what happened."
"It won't kill her." Randy replied, leaving the locker room.
Batista stared after him as he left. "Maybe it will."
Randy turned every corner looking for Stacy.
When he finally saw her. She was standing outside Lita's dressing room and what he saw almost broke his heart.
He hadn't looked at her, really looked at her sicne it happened. It hurt too much and his charade may be discovered.
Her hair was just simply combed and she wasn't wearing makeup. She still looked beautiful. But she also looked worn out and sick.
"Stacy."
"Randy."
Randy turned to look at the small blonde that had approached him.
"Stacy, how are you?" He said feeling rather uncomfortable.
"Im just going to cut to the chase. I don't like being lied too Randy."
Randy was taken back, woundering how she knew.
"You know, you didn't have to tell me you loved me. I would of still slept with you. Im only an easy lay anyway."
"What are you talkin-"
Stacy cut him off, her eyes hard and fierce, moist from trying to hold back tears, she was determined not to let him see her cry. Cry over him.
"Everyone knows Randy. They all know what your saying about me. I was hot and I was easy. But you know I can't really argue since I did sleep with you I must be pretty damn easy."
She stood silent for a moment waiting for him to say something. He didn't. So she continued. "But you know, whatever. I'll just stay out of your way Randy. It's a good thing I never loved you either. Because If I did I would be hurting really bad right now. Im just pissed off that you used me."
With that she turned and walked away from him.
The words stung him. That she never loved him. But he instead reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her toward him. She looked surprise, maybe hopeful that he would apologize. But he only looked into her ears, looking for that love he felt for her. To see the same thing he saw and felt that night. And he did, a glimpse of it. But it was covered with anger, hurt and betrayl and developing tears that she had built up and had planned on pouring out when she walked away.
"Randy just leave me alone." She said weakly, her voice cracking on tears. Then she turned around and walked away from him.
Stacy looked down at her fear when she heard him call her name. She began moving at fast pace away from him.
Did she think he was Test coming after her.
"Stacy." He yelled a little louder, reaching out and grabbing her wrsit, and carefully pulling her to him.
She looked at him, and she still looked scared. He saw the same thing in her eyes. Betrayl, anger, love. But now fear.
"Are you ok? Im worried about you."
"Don't worry about it. It's not about you." She said harshly.
"I know. It's about your mother. You seem to be falling apart. If you need somebody to talk t-"
"I have somebody to talk too." Stacy said, cutting him off, cold and angry.
"Alright, well I was only worried."
"Maybe you should just leave me alone like you have been and act like I don't exsist like you have been."
"Stacy, don't be like this."
"Don't be like what? Honest. I've moved on with my life Randy. There's more important people in my life Randy." With that she pulled her wrist away.
Randy however refused to let go. Not her wrist, not her. Not that night. It scared him a little.
Stacy's stubbornes clashed with his inability to let go and it caused her to pull so hard it sent her crashing to the floor.
"Ow." Stacy whimpered, clutching her stomach right away. "Ow."
"Stacy..are you ok?" He said reaching out to help her up. "Did I bruise you."
"Get Lita, please, get Lita. Something's wrong."
"What's wrong?"
"JUST GET LITA!" Stacy screamed out in the middle of the hallway.
Randy didn't need to be told twice and ran down the hallway.