"Why did you call me up here?" Molly asked as she went into Jackie's hotel room.
"Molly, I think I made a mistake," Jackie said sadly.
"What did you do?" Molly asked as she went over to her.
"When Randy came to me to patch things up, I rejected him." She wiped her puffy eyes with a tissue.
"Why did you do that?" Molly put her arm around her.
"I remember what you said. How I changed from being an independent feminist to a dependent woman in love."
"Is that all?" Molly asked softly.
"No...it's more than that," Jackie admitted. "I was scared," she whispered painfully.
"What are you scared of?'
"I was afraid that if I took him back, he'll hurt me again. I can't take that chance. I don't know if I will be able to handle it."
"I can understand your fear. But you can't let your worries take away your chance at love. Love is like gambling. You're taking a risk and sometimes you win and sometimes you lose. But if you don't take that risk, you will never know."
"Guess it's time for me to take that risk," Jackie said with a small smile.
"Chances are you might win," Molly told her best friend.
'Jackie, why are you lying to yourself? I know that you love me.' Randy thought to himself as he went down into the lobby. He then spotted a distraught Stacy Kiebler sitting on a chair, wiping her teary eyes.
"Stacy, what's wrong?" he asked worriedly.
"Oh, nothing. I'm fine," she lied.
Randy sat down next to her.
"Don't lie to me. I've known you for long a time and I know when something is bothering you."
She cast her eyes downward, staring at the marble floor.
"Test...he broke up with me," she said with a sob. She placed her head on Randy's shoulder.
"What happened?' Randy asked, uncomfortable being so close to his ex-girlfriend.
"He said we were drifting apart, that we no longer connected," she explained sadly.
"Don't worry, you will find someone else. You're smart and beautiful. Plenty of guys will die to go out with you," Randy comforted.
"But I love Test," she cried.
Randy didn't know what to do but just pat her on the back.
Jackie got in the elevator and went down to the hotel lobby hoping to catch Randy. When she got there she looked around. It was hard to spot him since there were many people walking around. Finally her eyes landed on the seat in the corner of the room. She bit her lip in order to keep herself from either crying or killing him.
'So he already found someone else. How surprising it's his ex-girlfriend. She thought sarcastically. 'Well two can play this game.'
"Hi Batista," Jackie greeted brightly on Monday night.
"Hey," he answered slowly. He wondered what the blond diva wanted with him.
"I brought you some cookies." Jackie held up a basket of homemade (or store bought) chocolate chip cookies.
"Uh...thanks," he said, confused. Why was she being so nice to him?
"Here try one." She grabbed a cookie and handed it to him.
He slowly took it and bit into it. Surprisingly, it was pretty good.
"Hey Batista. Hunter asked if you wanted to..." Randy stopped as he saw Jackie smiling at Batista and holding a basket of cookies.
"Randy, Jackie brought some cookies. You want some?" He grabbed another one and stuffed it into his mouth.
"These are for Batista only." She emphasized Batista's name much to Randy's irritation.
Batista looked up, confused at the whole situation. He just took another cookie and kept on eating.
"If you like these, I can make you some cake. My specialty is the double chocolate fudge with chocolate sprinkles," she boasted.
"Oooh, that's so good." Batista licked his lips at the thought.
Randy cleared his throat to get their attention.
"Batista can I talk to you for a minute? Alone," he stated and looked at Jackie, who glared at him hatefully.
"Well I better get going now. I'll talk to you later." Jackie got up and kissed Batista lightly on the cheek.
Randy frowned and clenched his fists angrily. If he didn't love her, he think he would have strangled her.
Jackie smirked at him and pranced out of the room.
Batista gaped in shock. The blond diva just kissed him. He then saw Randy staring at him angrily. He gulped.
"Batista..." Randy was breathing heavily.
Batista put his hands up.
"It's not what you think," he protested.
Randy exhaled and mentally calmed himself down.
"Is there something going on between you guys?" he asked seriously.
"No. I swear I don't know anything," Batista denied frantically.
"Then why was she baking you cookies and kissing you?" he demanded furiously.
"I don't know. You don't think she likes me do you?"
Randy looked at him silently.
"She was definitely flirting with you," he said finally. "I think she was trying to make me jealous. That minx." Even Randy had to be frustrated at her antics.
"Why would she do that?" Batista asked in wonder.
"Sometimes even I have to wonder..."