Raw: January 9, 2012

I sigh as I leaned back in my chair in my office. I was nothing but stressed and upset right now. I haven't talked to Randy in about two days, and it hurt.

I didn't like being at work without him in the first place, but being at work, missing him even more since I have not talked to him for about two days, was even worse.

I adjust some paperwork at my desk. Eve walks in and gives me a sad look.

"Hi." I say to Eve.

"Hey, how are you doing?" Eve asks.

I put my head in my hands. "I'm doing horribly, Eve."

"I'm going to assume that you still haven't heard from him."

"I haven't. I probably won't at least until I get home in a couple days."

"I'm sorry, sweetie."

"Eve, stop. I don't want your pity."

"It's not pity. I just feel bad for you."

"That's pity, Eve. I just…I just don't know."

"I know it's because you brought up taking a break from trying to conceive, but did he say anything at all in response?"

"No, he just walked away."

"Oh. That's pretty bad."

"Yeah, it is pretty bad."

"And he hasn't gotten ahold of you since?"

"No, he hasn't gotten ahold of me. He just left me that note to tell me why he wasn't home when I woke up."

"Damn. That's not good."

"I know. I just want to make things better, but I don't know how."

"All I can say is that I'm sure that you can figure it out. He just needs to be willing to talk about it."

"Yeah, and who knows when that'll be. This is the longest we've gone without talking at all in a while. I don't like this. We're married. We're supposed to talk all of the time."

"You guys will work this out, Rissa. Just stay positive."

"I'm trying to stay positive about the situation, but I'm miserable."

"I understand. Just think about how you can contribute to you guys getting through this."

I sat in Catering, messing with my phone as I looked at old pictures that I had taken with Randy. I just wish he would text or call me. I know he won't though. I got him pissed off.

John sits down with me. "Hey, how do you feel?"

"Upset and frustrated. That's pretty much how I've been these past couple of weeks, but it's amplified this week." I reply.

"I understand."

"Have you talked to him?"

John takes in a deep breath before sighing. "Yes, Rissa, I've talked to him."

"How is he doing? I haven't heard from him."

"We talked on the phone for a little bit. He just seemed like he had a lot on his mind."

"Oh. Alright then."

"Chelle gave me the general gist of what happened. Randy didn't mention it at all."

"Oh."

"I see your point with why you want to take a break from trying to conceive. It's about both of you guys, and you went to him maturely about it. He'll come around to talk about it soon."

"I hope so."

"He will. He loves you, Rissa. You mean absolutely everything to that man. He'll come around. I think just hearing you say that to him hurt for him. We both know that having a baby is a huge deal for him. It'll still happen. However, I've known both of you for over a decade. I see the impact it's had on both of you. You're miserable at work because you can't do anything, but you're not pregnant yet. You don't have much to occupy your time. He's always really upset when you two wait to see if you should take a pregnancy test or not, and then, it's clearly not needed. I think you two may need a break from trying."

"That's pretty much why I want to. I also don't like having a chance of not having anything to do during the Road to WrestleMania."

"From one workaholic to another, I understand, Rissa."

"You'd be the person to understand. I just don't know if Randy will."

"It's Randy, Rissa. He'll come around to being able to talk about it, and you two can figure things out."

"I hope so."

I laid in my hotel room after getting back from Raw. I wish Randy would just talk to me about the situation that the two of us are in. I still want to have a baby. I just want to take a break from trying to conceive. I don't think Randy understands that.

I pick up my phone, once again looking through pictures of myself and Randy. We always were so happy together. It made it even more sad looking at these since I hadn't heard from him in a couple of days. I looked down at my engagement and wedding rings with tears in my eyes once more. I hear a knock on my door. I get up and open the door.

"Hey." Eve says as she stands across from me. "How are you doing?"

"I'm still miserable." I shrug.

"I figured you probably were. I was talking with Chelle and Ryse. We all three are pretty worried about you."

"You guys are always worried about me."

"Well, you're not wrong there, Rissa. We're your friends. We worry about you. Anyway, if it's cool with you, maybe I could crash here tonight, so you aren't alone and stuck in your thoughts."

"Yeah…that's fine. I have two beds anyway. Does Cody know that you're bailing on him though?"

"Yes, Cody knows. He understands."

"That's good. That bed over there is the one I haven't been using. Feel free to use it."

"Okay. Thanks, Rissa."

"No problem."

"You don't seem to be doing very well at all."

"I'm not, Eve. I want to just go home already, but I can't. When I do go home, I don't even really know what I'm walking into. Randy hasn't talked to me. He may still not want to when I get back."

"All you can do is try to talk to Randy, Rissa."