Ch6
Authors Note: I think most people will enjoy this chapter and the next couple ones, so let me know what you think!
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"So he just showed up at your house?" Trish asked as she and Stacy sat in the catering room together as Smackdown was going on.
"Yeah, we had a great time together." Stacy said with a smile.
"Stace, I'm really happy for you. You really deserve a guy like Randy after what happened." Trish said.
"Thanks, I think I'm gunna go check up on him though, that match he had with Benoit was brutal." Stacy said as she got up from the table that she and Trish were sitting at.
"Alright, I'll see you later. You know where to find me if you need me." Trish said with a wink as she walked off. Stacy walked down the hall and reached the door that was labeled "Randy Orton's Locker Room." She knocked quickly and then stepped inside.
"Hey" Stacy said as she looked at Randy who had his head in his hands and he still hadn't changed out of his ring attire.
"Hey" Randy said coldly.
"I was wondering if you still wanted to go out tonight with Trish and John..." Stacy trailed off.
"Look Stace, I'm not really in the mood for that right now." Randy said as he looked at Stacy.
"Are you sure?" Stacy asked as she walked over to him and put a hand on his arm. He quickly jerked his arm away and stood up.
"Yeah, I'm sure Stacy." Randy said as he stood up and glared at Stacy. Tears formed in Stacy's eyes and she ran out of the room.
Flashback
"Andrew you did great out there!" Stacy said as Andrew walked into the dressing room that they shared together and slammed the door close.
"Stacy, did you see the same match I did? That asshole totally botched the hurricanrana and he barely sold that clothesline!" Andrew said as rage filled his eyes.
"I didn't notice." Stacy said as she walked over to him for a hug in the hopes of cheering him up.
"Yeah, you never did notice Stace. That's why they never put you out there 'cuz you screw things up just like he did." Andrew said.
"Well I'm sorry if I'm not as perfect as you are. I'm sorry if I can't meet your standards on matches. I'm sorry I've never gotten as much training as girls like Trish or Victoria, but I still go out there and try my best." Stacy said defiantly.
"Did you just give me some attitude?" Andrew asked as he took a step towards Stacy.
"Look, Andrew. I don't think that things are really working out for us anymore. I think it's time we ended-" Stacy said before Andrew's hand made contact with Stacy's face and she was knocked to the ground.
"You are not breaking up with me. You know why? Because you need me. That's right. You need me. Stace, if you left me who else would love you? Huh? No one." Andrew said as he walked over to the bathroom in his locker room to take a shower.
End Flashback
Stacy ran through the hallways and reached the Diva's locker room. She quickly opened the door and stepped inside.
"Stacy honey, what's wrong?" John Cena asked as he saw the tall blonde enter the room with tears pouring down her eyes.
"Is...is Trish here?" Stacy sniffled.
"I'll go get her for you." John said as he got up from the couch and left the room. Stacy sat down on the couch and pulled her knees up to her chest. A few minutes later the door opened and Trish appeared.
"Stacy, what's wrong?" Trish asked as she walked over to the couch and sat next to Stacy.
"I was in Randy's room..." Stacy got out before she started to sob again.
"Aw, Stacy come here." Trish said as she pulled Stacy into a hug. "Did Randy do something? Do you want John to go beat him up for you?"
"No." Stacy said through sniffles.
"Well what is it then?" Trish asked with concern filled eyes.
"Trish, I'm just so scared. I can't forget, I can't forget what he did to me..." Stacy said as she looked down at her hands. Suddenly there was a knock at the door.
"Who is it?" Trish asked.
"It's me, Randy." Randy said through the door. "Can I come in?" Worry flooded Stacy's eyes as she looked at Trish.
"Stacy, nothing is going to happen." Trish said as she pulled Stacy into another quick hug. "You want things to work with him don't you?" Stacy nodded in response. "Well then you're going to have to tell him."
