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Chapter Eighty-One: Jessica's P.O.V.

Dave and I quickly sat up on the couch to face Randy.

"What the hell?" was all he could say.

"Randy, hurry up and shut the door. I promise I'll explain," I told him.

He eyed Dave as he did so. "I told you to stay away from her. You hurt her enough."

Dave opened his mouth to say something but I interrupted. "Randy, this wasn't Dave's idea. I was the one who called and asked to talk to him."

"Well, it sure as hell looks like you're doing more than just talking."

"That's because I called him about two months ago."

"You have been back together for two months? And you didn't tell me?"

"We couldn't, Randy," Dave spoke up.

"And why the hell not?"

"Because, we had to keep this a secret from Paul and Ric. They were the reason for us breaking up in the first place. And sorry, man, but your mouth gets you and everyone else in trouble," he told Randy, truthfully.

"So, you've been sneaking around for two months and nobody has found out?"

"John and Adam know," I told him.

"How come they know and not me?"

"Well, Adam kind of walked in on us when we were "talking" and John was the one who convinced me to get a hold of Dave and try to talk things out."

Randy sighed and put his head in his hands.

"You won't tell anyone, will you?" I asked, walking over to him.

He took a minute to answer. "Of course not, Jess. I know stuff spreads like wildfire around here, and I wouldn't want that to happen with your guys' relationship."

"So are we cool?" Dave asked, coming up to me and Randy.

"Yeah, man, we're cool," Randy smiled.

"Well, I hate to leave, but I can't let Paul and Ric get suspicious. I'll see you later tonight," he said and gave me a kiss before walking out the door.

"Later tonight?" Randy questioned, eyebrows raised.

"He sneaks into my hotel room every night," I smirked.

"Oh, I see. Well, I need to find John. Any idea where he is?"

"Nope, he's been gone ever since his match."

"Okay, I'll see you later, Jess. And just for the record, I'm happy you and Dave are back together."

"Thanks, Randy. That title looks good on you, by the way."

"Doesn't it?" he said, giving his world famous smirk and walking out the door.

I really hoped that Randy would keep his mouth shut about this whole thing. He was the only one I worried about out of him, John and Adam. Adam…the thought of him made me reach for my purse. I searched around in it before I felt the velvet texture. I pulled out the small box and opened it to reveal engagement ring that he had given me the night that we had broke up. It went everywhere I went. I thought about giving it back to him, but I just didn't know how to do it. I couldn't possibly keep it, not after what I had done to him. I closed the box. I had made up my mind. I would give it back to him the next night at RAW.

RAW

There I stood, in front of his dressing room door. I took a deep breath before knocking softly. No answer. I knocked again to receive the same response. I opened the door slightly and looked around.

"Adam?"

After finally realizing that no one was in there, I set the velvet box down on the table and quickly left the room. I hated to just leave it like that, but I doubt that could ever summon up the courage to go back.