Roxy was sat in her flat alone, and bored out of her mind. It was only a few days till her 'wedding' and she was dreading it. Her and Lita, who was to be her Bridesmaid, went out to buy dresses the other day. Roxy hated to whole frilly shit that most women chose to get married in. Bitchoff had rang her up while she was picking a dress and told her to be pure by wearing white. Little did he know that was the worst thing he could have said to her. Instead, she decided to go to Hot Topic and bought a black and silver kind of costume party dress, nothing like what a traditional bride would wear to their wedding.
She had sat for many hours and tried to figure out how she'd gotten into this whole mess in the first place. It was quite simple; through drinking. Alcohol had become her knew best friend since she lost Olivia and it seemed to put her on a different planet all together. She seemed to feel better about herself while drinking and seemed to forget the fateful day of November 18th quite easily after a few Vodkas and a Bacardi Breezer. It seemed to make the 3 inch scar across her stomach seem so much more attractive while not sober.
Even when she wasn't the legal age to be drinking in some states, something she didn't understand considering you only had to be 18 to consume alcoholic beverages in Britain, she managed to find someone to get her a glass of this or a bottle of that. The only person defying her wishes was Randy.
Ever since after Survivor Series, he had never acted the same with her. He seemed to protect her more rather than love her. Roxy was starting to question their whole relationship as to whether it had been a lie or not. After what one of her good friends had told her, she had every right to act warily around him.
Meanwhile, Randy and Shawn were out buying suits for the wedding. Randy was convinced that HBK would at least do everything he could, even if he didn't win. Shawn was more than aware of how Randy was feeling about his girlfriend and could sympathise with how Roxy felt.
When Shawn had developed his back injury, he mainly sat indoors by himself all day and drank himself silly. He couldn't help it. The one passion, at that point, in his life had been cruelly taken away from him. Sure, he knew Roxanna wasn't all together thrilled with the prospect of being a Mummy at such a tender age, but he knew how deeply both Randy and her were hurting due to it.
"What kind of dress do you think Roxy will have picked?" Shawn asked Randy.
"I can honestly say I don't know."
"You mean, you've never talked about marriage before?"
"Nope, I've thought about it, but have never spoke to her about it."
"I
see. How is she?"
"Pissed as usual." Randy said
bluntly, picking up a greyish pair of trousers.
"Is she still drinking a lot then?"
"You could say that..."
Flashback; Tuesday night/Wednesday morning.
Randy was getting increasingly frustrated with Roxy's late night parties. They had exchanged keys so that they could stay at each others houses to keep the other company. He looked at the clock; '11:45' it read. He slipped on his jacket and got in his car.
Elsewhere, Roxy, Lita, Victoria, Christy and Stacy were out partying. They were all kind of drunk but not as drunk as Roxy. They'd been dancing all night, not to mention tipping back as much alcohol as possible. After finishing their 5th round of drinks, they walked outside the club, singing 'Nancy Boy' at the top of their voices. Suddenly, Randy spotted his estranged girlfriend and colleagues. He got out of his car and ran up to them.
"Rox, c'mon we're going home!"
"No way! Just let me get a tattoo first at the p...parlor down the street thingy and then I'm all yours!" She slurred.
"No, Roxy you're coming home now, you can get your tattoo tomorrow." Randy spoke, grabbing her arm.
"Randy, don't be such a spoil sport!" Lita giggled.
"Yeah she only wants to get the lyrics to 'Nancy Boy' printed on her ass!" Stacy laughed in unison with her other girl friends.
"Yeah, I wanna get 'BEAUTIFUL ASS!' marked along the top of my butt, over the top of the crack! You like my ass, don't you Randy?"
Randy didn't respond. He just stood their looking more and more agitated with his supposed lover at every second.
"Oh, you can't remember what it looks like?" Roxy pouted.
"Shame on you!" Victoria tutted.
"Well take a good, hard look!" Roxy laughed, pulling her pants down to reveal her 'full moon'.
"For fucks sake come on!" Randy said, covering her with his jacket.
"BYE GUYS SEE YA SOON!" Roxy waved, only making Randy more frustrated.
End of Flashback.
"I see..." HBK shuddered "Do you still love her?"
"I guess...when she does stuff like that...it's difficult, you know?"
"Maybe, after you get married of course, you should take her to see a physiologist or something."
"Yeah I guess. She's still so young, it might just be a phase. We were all young once, right?"
"You still are! It could just be a phase with Roxanna yeah." Shawn reasoned, taking his suit into the changing rooms to try it on. But will he need to use it?
