Today was to be the last day in which all of the WWE Superstars will be in England. Many were excited about going back home, a few weren't. Roxy was starting to regret leaving her Mum in England, so she decided that she would pass up the offer of going for a ladies day out with Lita, Christy, Stacy and Victoria to go and visiting her old home before she went home. She was still sleeping when someone knocked at the door. Roxanna got up slowly, still feeling queasy, and answered the door.
"Hey babe!" Randy cooed holding her midriff and kissing her.
"Hi."
"What's the matter?"
"Nothing,
nothing at all."
"Do you still feel ill?"
"Yeah, kinda."
"Lita said you weren't going out with them today. Is that true?"
"Yeah, I thought I'd go and spend the day with my Mum, you know before we head home tomorrow."
"Oh, ok. Listen, if you need a lift back to the hotel tonight, ring my mobile, yeah? I'm going out with Cena and a few of the guys."
"I will."
"See you later. Say hi to your Mom for me, yeah?"
"Of course!" Roxy replied, closing the door before going in the bathroom to take a nice, long bath before meeting her long time best friend.
Roxy was just spraying perfume when another knock came at the door.
'No doubt it will either be Lita trying to convince me to go out with them or Randy asking me something!' she thought, opening the door.
"Hi Roxanna!"
"Hello Kurt, what are you doing here?"
"Not a lot, I was just wondering..."
"What?"
"Would you like to go out for a drink with me later on? After Smackdown? Just as friends, nothing more, nothing less I promise!"
"Gee, I'm sorry Kurt I'm spending the day with my Mum, you know before we head home."
"Oh, ok then!" Kurt said, visibly disappointed.
"Maybe another time yeah?"
"Sure, well, have a good day!"
"Thanks Kurt!" Roxy said, closing the door behind her.
She was beginning to think that Kurt had a school boys crush on her. The Olympic Gold Medallist was always trying to talk to her, and it was beginning to freak her out slightly.
'Better ask my Mum about it." She thought, before getting a taxis to pick her up.
The night soon dawned on everyone and, after the end of Smackdown, the lads were sat in an English Pub. John Cena, Paul London, Rob Van Dam, Chris Jericho and others were sat at the table with Randy.
"What's the matter Randy?" Y2J asked his new friend.
"Nothing." he sighed.
"You've been staring at your phone all night." Paul noticed.
"Yeah bro, c'mon we know something's up, what is it?" Cena asked his good friend
"Do you think that Roxy even wants to go back to the US?"
"Why wouldn't she?" RVD asked.
"I dunno, I think coming back here has made her realise how much she misses her Mom and everything."
"She'll be fine when you get home, trust me." Cena reassured.
"Yeah, I guess so."
"Is she still feeling sick?" Y2J asked.
"Yeah."
"Maybe she ought to see a Doctor when you get home." RVD suggested.
"She won't go, I've tried while we've been over here and she doesn't want to go."
"Well, I'd still try and get her there, it could be serious." Paul commented.
"Yeah, you're right." Randy said, downing the rest of his pint.
Meanwhile, Roxy had made it back to her hotel room. It was one o'clock in the morning and her and her Mum had been reminiscing about the olden days. They even shared a few tears towards the end of the evening.
'I don't wanna go back to America!' she thought to herself, putting the final touches to her packing before organising a taxis to pick her up in five hours time.
The lads had finally got themselves back to their hotel rooms safely, put there were still three men plotting revenge for this Sunday. The men's names? Batista, Ric Flair and Triple H.
