The next morning, Roxy woke up without Randy by her side. She looked at the clock. It was nine thirty. She was just to get out of bed when Randy walked into the room, holding a tray containing her breakfast and her tablets.
"Hey, how are you feeling, sweetie?"
"Ok, thanks to you."
They both blushed slightly.
"Well, here's your breakfast and tablets, I'm just going to start running your bath, ok?"
"Randy, really, you don't have to!"
"But I want to." He smiled.
Yesterday, although in pain, was good for Roxanna. She had finally let a few skeletons out of her closet and was more than happy to have Randy back into her life. He was more understanding and more kind than he was before. He had definitely grown up immensely.
Once finishing her breakfast, Roxy got out of bed and collected her clothes for the day. She walked into the bathroom where Randy was waiting for her.
"There you go, shout me if you want anything."
"Thanks a lot." Roxy said, taking her night clothes off and leaving them on the floor.
In the mean time, Randy sat in the living room and flicked through the TV channels, making sure that the volume was low enough to hear Roxy if she called. He loved doting on her, to Randy, spending time with her after original circumstances was great. He sensed that she enjoyed having him around too. Could this be the re-start of their beautiful friendship?
Roxy walks out of the bathroom half an hour later. She smiled at Randy, her hair still wet. Her semi tanned skin looked more radiant than it had done in days.
"Feeling any better?" Randy asked sympathetically.
"A little thanks."
"Good, coz I'm gonna take you out."
"What, now?"
"Yeah, why not?"
"..."
"Look, you can't stay in here forever. Nothing bads gonna happen, I promise. I won't let anything bad happen."
"Ummm..."
"Roxy, don't ever, and I mean ever, let that bastard get the better of you! You know differently to that! C'mon, please?" Randy begged, like a puppy dog. He was putty in her hands.
"Ok, just give me a few minutes, yeah?"
"Sure, whatever."
Shortly, Roxy reappears wearing a black shirt and tight dark blue jeans with kitten heels.
"Wow..." Randy gawped.
"Shall we go then?"
"Of course. Can I go and get my wrestling gear for later tonight. I've got a house show, remember?"
"Sure." She said. The shirt hung loosely off her so that her ribs wouldn't bother her as much. The swelling to her left eye was going down. She applied some purple eye shadow to make it blend in. The collar covered her neck up where she was still bruised and sore. Her arms were covered by her sleeves. She was beginning to feel a little better than she had been doing.
About an hour later, they were walking around the busy streets of Sydney. They sat in the sun's rays for a while and laughed, talked and joked. They strolled together before coming to a jewellers shop. Randy stared inside the window at the gold Rolex watch. Roxy preferred to look at the rings.
"What you looking at?" Randy asked.
"Nothing, really."
Randy looked over at the tray of white gold diamond rings. The one Roxy was looking at in particular has a heart in the centre with a single, clear diamond in the centre of that.
'One day, that will be yours.' Randy thought to himself, looking back over at Roxy, smirking as he did so.
A few hours later, they arrived at the house show.
"I'll just go and get changed. You'll be ok for a few minutes won't you?"
"Sure." Roxy said, heading over to the locker room where Lita was going to be.
"Yo." Lita said standing up "How are you?"
"Good thanks." Roxy said, a smile creeping over her face.
"I've seen that look before!"
"What look?"
"Don't play dumb with me, it doesn't suit you! So what happened?"
"Nothing happened, me and Randy just went out for a while."
"I mean, last night. I tried ringing Randy's phone but for some reason he wasn't there."
"Oh, he stay round mine for the night. We didn't...do anything if that's what you mean!"
"I wouldn't be mad if anything had happened!"
"Really? After everything..."
"That was a few years ago. You can't hold grudges forever. I've got to go, my match is next."
"Ok, bye!" Roxy said, hugging Lita on the way out.
A few minutes later, Vince McMahon found Roxy. He needed to talk to her.
"Can I speak to you Miss Richards?"
"What about?"
"A little rumour that I'd heard..."
Roxy knew what he was thinking...
"About that, nothing happened no matter what you heard I didn't have sex or anything..."
"What are you talking about?" Vince asked, rather confused "I'm on about the fact that you spent the night in a medical facility and you didn't tell me, that's all!"
"I'm sorry."
"It's ok. Are you any better now?"
"Yeah a little bit."
"What happened?"
"I fell down a flight of concrete stairs."
"Did you receive any injuries?"
"Cracked a few ribs, cuts and bruises, you know." Roxy hated lying to her boss. What else could she do?
"As long as you are ok. Listen, I need you to do me a favour."
"Ok, what is it?"
"A magazine have called at the last minute and they want a female member of the Raw team to go for an interview with them. Obviously I can't send the Diva's, it's when their photo shoots are. I was wondering, would you fly over to Europe Tuesday morning with both Shawn Michaels and Randy Orton to do the interview?"
"Yeah, that's no problem at all."
"So you and Randy will be able to get along?"
"Yeah, we have mutual respect for each other." Roxy grinned to herself.
"Good. See you at Raw." Vince said, carrying on with his business.
