SmackDown Filming: July 19, 2011

"I don't like being stuck backstage." I say as I lay on the couch. "I like doing things, being in action, kicking some ass."

"Don't you worry." Ted says. "Things will get better next week when you're cleared to compete again."

"Next week can't come soon enough."

"Well, look at the bright side, Rissa. You still got some things out of this week." Ryse says.

"Like what?"

"We all know at this point that you're gonna help Triple H manage things. That's gotta be a fun learning experience."

I sigh. "We'll see."

"What about Maxim? You gotta admit you're excited about the magazine cover."

I smile. "Yeah. That's pretty exciting actually. I'm happy about this opportunity."

"See, things will be looking up." Eve says. "You'll be back to wrestling and helping Randy next week. And once you get your cover on Maxim published, you can brag all about it."

"Yeah. That's true. I don't get many magazine opportunities."

"Yeah. Only this and Muscle and Fitness Hers. Right?"

"Those were the ones I accepted. There may be a WWE Magazine cover or two with me on them too, but I never really went out of my way to find those. I also did reject an offer from Playboy years ago."

"You got a Playboy offer?"

"Yeah. And I have nothing against anyone who does it, but it's not my cup of tea."

"When was this?"

"2006. Candice's cover was offered to me first. It wasn't my cup of tea, and I was going through a rough patch at the time. I wasn't even on TV then. Randy was very disappointed that I didn't take it though."

Ted laughs. "Of course Randy was."

Randy stands in the doorway. "What'd I do now?"

"I was telling them about that Playboy offer from 2006." I say. "I told them that you were disappointed that I didn't take it."

Randy smiles at me. "I still wished you did. That spread would've been amazing."

I shrug. "Sorry."

"It's all good. Not like I don't get to look at you whenever I want anyway."

I smile. "That's true."

"Anyway," Randy says as he sits down by me. "How's your back feeling?"

"Okay. I wanna wrestle, Randy."

"Just wait til next Monday. Worry about other things right now. Like, dinner with Roselle tomorrow."

I nod. "Okay."

I frown as Randy is taken backstage by security. "This is ridiculous."

Since I'm watching from guerilla, I see Randy the second he makes it backstage. I rush over and shove past the security guards to get to Randy. The second they realize it's me, the security guards let Randy go and disperse.

"Hey, baby." I say as I look at Randy. "Sorry things didn't work out."

"Me too." Randy replies before brushing a piece of my hair from my face. "I want my World Heavyweight Championship back."

"I know. Don't you worry, Randy. I'm working on getting something figured out."

"Any ideas you can let me in on?"

"Paul wants a list of things to be taken care of. Your situation will be on it. As well as the fact that there's no Divas match tonight."

Randy smiles. "Thanks, babe. I'm so tired of being stressed out."

"Me too. I need a break not from the ring, just from stress."

"I know exactly what you mean, Rissa."

Ted looks at me as we're all in the locker-room. "Well, you aren't the only one without a match tonight, Rissa. And Cody and I aren't even hurt."

I frown. "That sucks. I'm sorry, guys."

Cody looks at me. "It's not your fault."

"I know, but I still feel bad."

"Oh well. Nothing we can do about it."

"I'll try to push for you guys to be on the match card next week."

"Thanks."

Ted smiles. "We'll just have to get Legacy back together. Randy gets TV time, so we will too."

Randy laughs. "I think I'm good."

"Asshole."

"I ain't denying that."

I look over at Randy. "Babe, I miss managing you."

"You can be back to it in a week."

"Hopefully."

"You will." Randy kisses my forehead. "I gotta go have my Street Fight with Kane."

"Good luck, Randy."

"Thanks, sweetheart. Love you."

"Love you too."

Randy then walks out.

"You guys are so cute." Eve says.

"Thanks." I reply. "I just wish we could have a time of peace, so I can finally enjoy my marriage for awhile."

"Finally enjoy your marriage?" Cody asks. "Are you not enjoying it?"

I sigh. "I'm enjoying spending my time with Randy, and I love him with all my heart. It's just…we've been married for over two months now, and I feel like we spend most of our time together stressing out and arguing. That's not how it should be. We should be enjoying our time together doing things together, strengthening our bond even more. We should be in that happy newlywed phase still, but were we ever there in the first place? Cami told Randy about Vance and said he was Randy's kid literally at my wedding reception. And it turns out that he wasn't even Randy's kid. She had it out for me, so I never even got to finish enjoying my wedding because the stress started at my reception. I barely got to spend time with my husband the week after we got married because he was so worried about it. I just…sorry I'm rambling."

Ryse looks at me in concern. "If you need to vent, continue. We're your best friends, Rissa. We're here for you."

I nod. "I just wanted to have this happy married life with Randy. The whole week after I got married to Randy and before you guys came to stay, he was spending most of his time on the phone with Cami because of this whole situation, and like I shouldn't have been feeling needy but it was right after our wedding. I wanted to spend all this time with him, and I couldn't because he was too stressed over a situation because it was a big deal. At the time, I let it go some because Vance was supposed to be his son. But he isn't, and now I just feel like Cami started something and it's ruined my whole time as a married woman because we've done barely anything outside of arguing and stressing out. Literally, we consummated the marriage and then barely spoke for weeks. It sucks because in my heart I know I should be happier. Randy should be happier. Just between work, Cami, the letters, everything…it's hard."

"Wait…" Ted says. "Letters? What letters?"

"Um…that slipped out. I didn't want to talk about it because it's hard to talk about right now. Colby brought me a couple boxes that had my name on them when he came for my birthday. The boxes contain letters from my mother. I've only read three, but I can't read them without crying. It's hard. That's why I didn't tell you guys. I kept that between me and Randy. He'll hold me while I cry like a baby. Speaking of babies, that's also something I have to worry about once I lose the Divas Championship. But I need to worry about other things first. I just want to experience a happy married life. I want to have a honeymoon and then spend all this time just happy with Randy and you guys. I just…I don't know. I think I'm done. Sorry about rambling on."

"It's okay." Ted says as he stands up and pulls me into a big hug. "Have you vented to Randy about this at all?"

I hug Ted back. "Not really, Bro. Thanks for the hug though. I really need this one."