Please God, don't let anyone request anything today. Please have them think everything is perfect.
Rae was still reeling from her sexcapades with Dave. So much that her voice was damn near shot. She was taking throat lozenges and kept throat spray nearby but it was to no avail. She was angry at Dave for giving it to her so hard that she screaming at the top of her lungs. She was surprised that no one called the police on them.
Despite no voice, Rae wasn't complaining. The last several days she had spent with Dave were nothing short of wonderful. They both felt closer to each other than before and their union was stronger. While they both admit that things won't ever be the same, Rae and Dave were happy that their relationship was showing staying power.
Now what am I going to do about Randy? Ugh, I'll deal with him later.
"Hey Rae, what's up?" Mickie approached her.
"Hey Mickie." Rae whispered.
Mickie was concerned with Rae's lack of voice. Rae was normally upbeat and happy. "Hey…are you coming down with something?"
Rae shook her head. "No, my voice is gone. I'm fine."
"What did you do? Did you go to a concert?"
"No, not really."
"Go to a game?"
Dave and I played a game, alright. Hide the Penis. "Not really."
"Then what did you do that will…" Mickie then realized the last option as Rae's face spoke for her. "Ohhhh…."
Rae put her index finger up to her lips. "Shhh….."
"I heard that if you keep swallowing it'll fuck up your vocal chords…"
"Shh, Mickie!"
"I'm serious. That and certain positions will just wear and tear on your voice."
"Mickie!"
"Alright, I'm done here. Should I let people know that your voice is gone and not to bother you too much?"
"Will you please? That'll be great."
"Sure thing. Hey everybody listen up!" Mickie yelled. "Don't bother Rachel with too much today, alright? Her voice is gone from screaming so much during sex. So if you need something from her, write it down, okay?" She turned to Rae. "Let me know if you need anything else, alright, sweetie?"
Rae cringed as she felt her cheeks burning up. "Yeah, thanks, Mickie."
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After Raw, Rae headed back to her hotel room. She spent most of the evening texting Dave since they both knew that she was in no condition to have a lengthy phone conversation. Even though it's only been a few days since they've seen each other, she couldn't wait to see him again. A few days were a few days too long in her mind.
Just as she was about to go to sleep, she was interrupted with a late-night visit. For a minute, Rae thought it was Trish and a few of the other Divas wanting to hang out. But when she looked out her peep hole, she was surprised—but not pleasantly.
She hesitantly opened the door for her guest. "What is it, Orton?"
"Nothing much, Ice Princess." He smiled. "May I come in?"
Rae looked at the alarm clock. The time read 11:30 PM and Randy wasn't known for his short late-night visits. "Shouldn't you be fucking one of the Diva Search contestants?"
"I did and boy, Layla has some lungs on her." He smirked.
"Good night, Orton." Rae began closing the door on him.
Randy held his hand out and stepped inside. "I'm kidding, Rae." She turned to him. "Okay, not really but I want to talk to you."
"I thought we did." She whispered. "What is there to talk about?"
"Dave did that to your voice?" He asked as Rae nodded. "You never did that with me."
"You never ate me." Rae smiled.
Randy stood still as he remembered how flexible Rae was with her legs. He swore she was a gymnast in her past life. He shook his head to relieve his head and control his building erection. "I know things are kinda weird between us and I want to talk to you about it."
Rae pointed to her mouth, indicating that she had no voice to converse with it. "Oh, right." Randy remembered. "Well, let me do all the talking."
"Spill it." Rae whispered.
"Look, I'm not real big on showing my feelings and I don't think I plan to. But if you're cool with Dave, then I'll be cool with it."
Randy's gesture surprised Rae. But before she got too excited, she had to know if he was sincere. "Do you mean that?" She whispered.
"Hell no." Randy shook his head. "But I don't like how things are between us and I want my best friend back."
"We've always been friends, Randy…"
"Not necessarily, we've been more." Randy then looked over at Rae. "But I realized that if Dave is who you want to be with, I'm just going have to deal with that."
"You're going have to deal with it?"
"Yeah, deal with it. Get rid of that shocked expression on your face because I've never been a fan of you two together."
"Funny how we're having this conversation after the fact."
"After what fact? After the fact that just a few weeks ago, you weren't thinking of your wonderful boyfriend when you were riding me? After the fact when I was holding you, you said you didn't want to leave to see your boyfriend?"
"After the fact I realized how fucking wrong we both were and don't pull this bullshit on me like you're the innocent fuckin' party, Orton. You had me, Orton. And you had me solely and you fuckin' blew it. Now you're pouting."
"I had you, yes. But solely? Bullshit." Randy then remembered their sexual acts when they were in St. Louis. He so wanted to go there to make his point known. But he also knew that if he dared bring up anything associated with what happened there, he might as well say goodbye to his friendship with Rae for good. "I never had your full attention."
"Why are you in here? You just fucked another woman and you're asking me to be your girlfriend?" Rae shook her head. "You're fucking incredible, you know that? I'm not sure if it's the gall you have or the sheer stupidity, but wow, you're fucking something."
"Thanks for the compliment." Randy said. "I'm in here because I don't care about her or anyone else, got that? I don't give a fuck about her, or any of those other bit…females out there. I don't. And you want to know something, Rae? As much as you like to claim that you love Dave, we wouldn't be having this conversation if you didn't feel a little something for me."
Rae folded her arms and sighed. She always felt something towards Randy but with everything back on track with Dave, Randy had to take a very distant backseat. "You want me because you can't have me."
"I want you because I can have you." Randy folded his arms.
"Funny how you mention this after I get with David."
"Funny how you're fighting me while you're still with David."
"Must you mimic every fucking thing I say, Orton?"
He nodded. "Yes."
Rae shook her head. "Are we done here, Orton?"
"Yeah, we are." Randy smiled. "Oh, one last thing." He took out a folded-up card and handed it to her.
Rae took the card from Randy and looked at it. It was in a pink envelope and her name was hastily scribbled on it. "What's this?"
Randy opened the door and turned around. "I have nothing else to say." He then left.
Rae opened the card. There was a small heart in front. When she opened the card, she read Randy's handwriting. And she was floored.
You make me hard when I'm all soft inside
I see the truth when I'm all stupid-eyed
The arrow goes straight through my heart
Without you everything just falls apart
Rae recognized the lyrics from one of her favorite Nine Inch Nails songs, The Perfect Drug. She re-read the card a few more times. She knew Randy had the romantic streak in him. He always impressed Rae when he told her some of the things he was going to do for Samantha.
But now Rae saw firsthand what Randy was made of. And it was tugging her heart. She immediately opened the door in hopes of catching him. When she did open the door, she didn't have to look too far as Randy was waiting for her.
"Looking for me?" He smiled.
Without saying a word, Rae pulled Randy's face to hers and kissed him. He stepped back into the hotel room and closed the door behind him.