DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything or any one in this story. They all belong to Vince and well themselves. But if I could I would own them all and make them work 4 me in a circus and I would pay them in love and skittles since I have no money. But Batista Randy and John would get a special surprise. (Evil grin)

Trish walked to the car park where she expected to meet Stacy. She was in a hurry since she thought Stacy would leave without her.

"Hey Trish, where you going?" She heard a familiar voice say from behind her.

"Oh hey Matt. I was just going to look for Stacy if I'm not out there in a little while she is gonna leave me. Maybe we can talk some other time?" Trish was in a rush, not just to get to the car park but also to get away from Matt. She couldn't risk being caught in another conversation about Jeff there were too many emotions that went along with that.

"Okay, I'll come look for you tomorrow, we really need to talk." Matt was looking at her with a smug expression on his face. He looked like a child who knew something that someone else didn't.

"Later Matt." Trish walked away trying to hide the look of desperation on her face. She could feel all the emotions that she had hidden away resurfacing and no matter what she did she couldn't stop them. Once again her emotions for Jeff Hardy had gotten the best of her.

Trish walked through the doors to the parking lot expecting to see Stacy and Randy going at it but instead she saw Stacy sitting on the ground with her knees pulled to her chest.

"Stacy, what's wrong?" Trish asked sitting besides her friend and pulling her into a tight hug.

"I just broke up with, Randy and I don't think were gonna get back together this time." Stacy's hazel brown eyes were becoming puffy and swollen and her cheeks were stained with tears.

"Shh! Don't say that you know that Randy loves you and he cant survive without you." Trish said holding her friend even closer.

"Can we leave now I was waiting on you, I don't feel like driving." Stacy said handing the keys over to the shorter Canadian blonde.

"Yea I don't think I want to stay here any longer myself." With that the women got up from the cold concrete.

"So what happened to you and Randy?" Trish asked knowing her friend was longing to tell someone.

"Well we made up and then he did something even more stupid and I started arguing with him and he started telling me that I should be happy to be with him because there were so many other women after him."

Earlier that night.

"Randy, do you really want me to get implants?" Stacy asked her boy friend. Who had just taken off his leather jacket and put it across her shoulders. She smiled sweetly in response.

"No, I don't. I mean I talk about it but I don't think they would look good on you. You're tiny enough as it is. And your beautiful as you are. You don't need to change because of me. I love you Stacy."

"I love you too Randy. You are one of the best things that could have happened to me." Stacy was avoiding all eye contact with Randy.

"I know, I am something aren't I. I would be happy if I were you too. I mean I have half of the female roster after me."

"You are kidding right?" Stacy looked shocked at Randy's words.

"Of Course, do you really think I would be that much of an ass, oh wait I remember who you used to date. But thinking that I was like them is making an assumption and I was always told that to assume is to make an ass out of you and me." Randy laughed.

"Please don't start on my ex-boyfriends. You know how much I hate that.

"I know but I mean you did have some crappy boyfriends. First there was Flairs son, lord alone knows what he was like. There was Andrew, what a mess that turned into. There was Scott, I still don't understand that, I mean what were you thinking. Am I missing any one?" Stacy was now pissed off. He knew she hated when he spoke of her past relationships.

"Yeah the most pompous ass clown of them all." She still didn't look at him.

" You dated Jericho too?" She knew that he was joking but just the sound of it made her mad.

"No I was referring to you." Stacy's sweet voice had become venomous. He only now noticed to what extent he had aggravated her.

"Oh come on Stacy we both know that you don't have the best taste in men. I am your first good choice. You know that I'm right. You should be happier to have me around you instead of hanging out with those losers." Randy was now rubbing her back with his hand.

"You know what Randall Keith Orthan, I think out of all my bad choices you were the worst. I think we need to take a break." She stated.

"Oh come on Barbie lighten up." He said still rubbing her back.

"Get your hand off of me, and I'm not your Barbie, I hate that name and you know that." Stacy was now becoming angry.

"Fine Stacy have it your way but lets not just take a break lets just end the whole thing." Stacy had never seen Randy so angry before.

"You know what maybe your right. Here take your stinking jacket maybe Carmella would like to wear it while she's giving you those little sexual favors that you always want." And with that Stacy threw the jacket on the ground in front of her. Randy's face was red with anger never had he been treated like that before, women loved him and even if he was turned down it had never hurt this much, but she wasn't going to get away with treating him like that. Soon enough she would be begging him to come back but it would not work. He was a goddamn lady killer he didn't need her.

"Fine Stacy, what ever you want." He said then turned and walked away.