A/N: I apologize so much for the lack of updates folks. Life is crazy, there's college apps to fill out, school, work, life, ahhhh! Well, I'm going to hurry up and get this chapter out! I'm truly sorry to those of you who are my loyal readers! Please forgive me!

Guitars and Bars

Sara's POV:

Well this isn't exactly how I envisioned my life turning out, I've been married, had a kid, got divorced, and all at the ripe old age of 24. Those were some big accomplishments when you add in the wresting and the hopefully singing careers. I'm not proud of the fact that I got divorced, but I guess I will learn to deal with it.

It's been three months since my 24th birthday, and three and a half months since my divorce was finalized. There had been a birthday party for me at Randy's place, but it wasn't that great due to the fact that I got in an argument with my mom over the whole divorce issue. I'm over it now, we still aren't on friendly terms but oh well.

I have been working on losing some weight, because I had a few photo shoots coming up, and I have put on some weight. I was 159 pounds 2 weeks after the divorce, but now I've gotten down to my lowest weight ever, 129 pounds. 30 pounds in three months, that's pretty good for me. I've taken up running, I could never get into it before, but I've discovered that it really is awesome stress relief. People are always commenting on how much weight I've lost, and yes the tabloids have started the "eating disorder" rumor. It's not true at all, I still eat, I don't puke my food up, and I'm just being more active than I already was. It's hard to explain, but really it shouldn't be.

I had another opportunity to get a role in a new movie called "Into The Blue" (A/N: Yes, I am a Jessica Alba fan LoL. In a totally straight way, she is gorgeous! I want to look like her…)

It was this movie that had a bunch of treasure hunters that wind up getting into it with a bunch of drug smugglers. It was going to be filmed in the Bahamas, and it was just right up my alley. That was another reason that I was trying to lose more weight. I needed to get down to about 115 for the part, and I really wanted it! The lead male star is rumored to be Paul Walker…what a sexy guy! I would love to do some steamy scenes with that man!

Anyways, Survivor series was three days away, and I was actually fighting in a real match…a tornado tag match with Trish (recently sent to SmackDown) versus Torrie and Jackie. It was going to be fun, and we couldn't wait! Jackie was nursing a bit of a sore knee and I had a sore wrist from a messed up maneuver, but we were still excited!

Tonight was going to be a girl's night out on the town of Chicago. We were just going to go have some fun, since it seemed that I wasn't the only one with a failed relationship. Well, Jackie and Charlie had hit a rough patch and were currently not speaking to each other. We women think that we are so mature, but just look at us when it comes to our men…we act like junior highers again.

I was worried that I could possibly run into John tonight, but when we got to the club I realized that he would never set foot into this place, it was a "Yee Haw" country club! I like country music, John hated it. I am safe, for now. It still hurts me to see John, I'm not totally over him yet. What hurts worse is that when I have seen him, it's like nothing ever happened between us, I mean nothing. I feel like he just looks right through me, like we never knew each other. His face is unreadable to me for the first time in almost 4 years, it's scary.

John's POV:

I couldn't believe that I'd let Jericho and Orton talk me into coming to a country music club. They both assured me that some of the hottest women hung out at these hicked out places, but I still had my doubts. I was really wondering what Sara was doing. Randy had mentioned that she was out with the girls, but that they didn't tell him where they were going.

After waiting in line for about 30 minutes, we finally got in. I hated the place already, but the females were definitely on fire. The music was shit, but DAMN the girls! I noticed a crowd gathering around something, so I walked towards it with Randy and Chris trailing behind me. As we got closer, I saw Stacy flailing around on a mechanical bull.

"Great." I muttered as I saw and heard Sara yell a "Ride it Stace!"

She had a beer in her hand, and was taking an occasional sip in between her howling and laughing. The girls still hadn't noticed us, and it was Sara's turn to ride the mechanical bull, since Stacy had been flung off. Sara handed Stacy her beer, and then hopped on top of the bull. She looked good up there, with a pair of tight jeans and a tied up white tank top finished with a black bra underneath. Her hair was down, and as the bull started to slowly move, it swayed across her tan back. Sara really had lost a lot of weight, and I even think that her boobs were about a size smaller. Randy had mentioned that she was running a hell of a lot now. Personally, I liked her back when she was bigger. She had the perfect curvy body, and it just suited her so well. Oh well, I guess my opinion doesn't matter anymore.

Sara's POV:

The mechanical bull started moving faster and faster, and all the guys in the bar were cheering me on, along with the girls. I noticed some familiar faces at the very back of the crowd, Randy, Chris and…John. He was half watching half talking, with a small smile on his face. A petite redhead had her arm wrapped around his arm, and they were chatting it up. I began to pay attention to the bull-riding thing again, but it was a bit too late as I felt myself fly through the air and onto the soft mat. That had been fun, too bad the rest of my night had to get 'rained' on.

"Aww Sara you were doing so awesome!" Jackie exclaimed.

"Yea, that was a blast! I landed on my bad wrist though, it hurts pretty bad." I replied, as I held my sore wrist in my hand.

"Do you think it's broken?" Victoria asked, in-between sips of her drink.

"I'm not sure. It's just kind of numb right now. Anyways, let's get this party started!" I commented, as Stacy handed me another beer.

We all clanked drinks, and then got back on the dance floor, attempting to square dance. It was a hilarious sight, but it was fun!

I decided to take a break from the square dancing, and sat down at an available booth, watching as my friends danced their hearts out to the country music. I also watched as the redhead put all the possible moves on my husb… I mean on John. I could feel myself getting more jealous by the minute. Randy was off in a corner, by himself, just surveying everything like I was. He looked really good tonight.

"Hey, care if I join you?" Trish asked as she suddenly appeared in front of me.

"No, I could use the company!" I replied.

She sat down next to me, and started talking about something related to Summerslam, but I wasn't fully paying attention. I was busy watching Randy, turn down girl after girl. It was absolutely amazing, the man was so good looking yet he turned down every girl that approached him. Not to mention that those girls were very good looking! I guess he just was waiting for the right one…

"Sara, helloo!" Trish commented as she waved her hand in front of my face.

"I'm sorry Trish, I spaced out on you." I replied, directing my attention back to her

"That's alright. I noticed you starring in someone's direction." Trish remarked, looking at Randy. "You know, I think that he's been turning down all those girls because none of them even comes close to the one that he really wants."

"Who would that be?" I asked.

"Sara, I'm going to say this as a friend so don't take it personal. ARE YOU FRICKIN' BLIND!" Trish exclaimed.

"What?" I asked, taken aback by her comment.

"Girl, Randy turns down all those females because none of them come close to you! He's had the hotts for you even before you and John got married! He's just been a good friend because that's all he thought he could be." Trish told me.

"Trish, I'm not blind, but you may be delusional. How much have you had to drink tonight?" I replied, taking a sip of my own drink.

"I'm not drunk, and I'm not delusional, although some people would beg to differ with me. I would bet $1000 dollars that I'm right about this. I may not be good with my own men, but I swear on my life Sara, Randy is in love with you. I personally think that you might even have a thing for him, maybe even before you and John split up. I'm not a professional or anything, but I have my hunches…" Trish said, as she was stopped in mid sentence.

"Trish, Sara. How are you two doing tonight?" Randy asked, as he sat down next to me.

"I'm alright, I guess." I replied, looking at him.

"I'm just peachy keen! Oh, look at that, I need another drink. I'll be back." Trish commented as she got up and left Randy and me alone.

"She gets weirder every day!" Randy laughed, as he took a swig of his beer.

"Tell me about it. She needs to find herself a man!" I replied.

"That is true! So, how's your wrist doing?" Randy asked me.

"Eh, I think I hurt it worse when I fell off that mechanical bull. Oh well, its not that bad. I've hurt worse." I answered, as I noticed John and the red head making out in the midst of the crowd.

"I wouldn't have brought him here if I had known that you were here." Randy said, as if he sensed my pain as I watched John.

"It's ok. I'm over it. We aren't married anymore, he can do anything with anyone he chooses to now." I quietly answered.

"Yea, you're right. Hey, you want to get out of here, go somewhere else or something?" Randy asked.

"Sure. Let's get out of here." I replied.

Randy got up, and extended his hand, pulling me up. I leaned my head on his shoulder, and he wrapped his arm around my shoulders as we exited the club.

A/N: Sorry, this took so long. My internet has been down for the past week, so I couldn't add this chapter! Another one will be coming soon! I promise! Please REVIEW!