A/N: Sorry for the delay. I moved house and had to buy a laptop. Having such problems with the neighbours right now that it's leaving me stressed and with a case of writers block. Anywho, this is a short chapter. I'm struggling with idea's, so if you have any feel free to suggest away.

Chapter 5: Battle of the Males

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The next few weeks were tough. The Legacy was soaring, the fans really seemed to hate us, which meant we were doing our jobs right. We cut promos on Raw, talked trash to the crowds at house shows and even interfered in matches. We were building momentum for what was to be one of the best story-lines that the WWE had seen in a while. Obviously I'm biased as I am a part of it but this would bring the spotlight back on the Diva's division and bringing it into par with the male division.

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I felt my phone vibrate in my jeans pocket. Looking at it I smiled.

"Scarlett, are you listening to me?" Randy's voice broke my thoughts.

I looked up, he, Cody and Ted were all looking at me.

"Yeah, Randy."

"Good because you need to know what is happening on Monday."

"OK, continue."

Randy carried on telling us what was supposed to happen on Raw and the roles each of us would play.

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After about an hour of going over things our meeting finally ended.

"Drink?" Ted asked.

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Cody and Randy nodded getting up from their seats at the table in Ted's hotel room.

"Scarlett, you fancy a few or are you busy with Punk?" He asked, practically growling the last part.

"Actually..."

"Of course she's coming with us. It would be rude not to have a drink with your stable mates." Randy said cutting me off.

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Suddenly it was all decided, without me even getting two words in.

We arrived at the hotel bar downstairs and got ourselves a table. I reached for my phone to text Phil to tell him where I was. Originally we had planned to watch a movie together. As I unlocked the phone a message popped up from Phil.

'Hey babe. How long are you going to be? Thinking of ordering pizza. X'

'I shouldn't be too long. The guys dragged me down to the bar for a few drinks. I'm leaving as soon as I see an opportunity. Pizza sounds good. I'll be up soon. X'

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Before I was able to hit the send button Cody grabbed me by the arm and dragged me to the bar to take shots with him and Ted after Randy left to take a phone call.

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After three or four absinthe shots Randy joined us. I admit I may have gotten a little carried away. Randy and Ted began snapping pictures with their phone's while Cody and I knocked back shot after shot of Tequila. I was enjoying myself and had completely lost track of time. The next thing I knew Phil appeared at our table yelling at Randy.

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He was highly pissed off, that vein in his forehead was pulsating and his face was flushed. If looks could kill, Randy Orton would be one dead Viper. In all my drunkenness I couldn't make out clearly what Phil was yelling, but I did catch a few words like, 'Asshole', 'Snake' and 'Son of a Bitch'.

I stood up and moved towards the Chicago native, steadying myself with the table. He and Randy were toe to toe now, they had the attention of the whole bar, including some of our colleagues. As I reached out to put a hand on Phil's shoulder to calm him down, I lost my balance and fell forward. Quick as lightening an arm shot out to grab me. Looking up I saw the cold eyes of the Viper looking down on me. I tried to stand up and move out of his arms but before I got the chance Randy stumbled backwards, his grip still firm on me. As I tumbled backwards, Phil yanked my arm and pulled me against him. I let out a groan of pain as my shoulder tweaked.

Phil continued walking towards Randy, screaming insults at him. He went to push Randy again but the Viper pushed back, I ended up on the floor as Phil lunged at Randy. The two men exchanging blows on the floor of the bar. Ted ran over to me as Cody called over John Cena and Miz to help break the brawling duo up.

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With Ted's help I managed to pull myself to a standing position, I didn't feel as drunk any more. John held Randy back while Miz was standing in front of Phil, blocking him from attacking the Viper again. Phil yelled one last thing, something that caught my attention, "I won't warn you again." I was wondering what exactly he meant by that as he turned on his heel and walked towards me.

Once again he took hold of my arm, this time at the elbow and tried to pull me out of the bar with him but Ted had a firm grip on my other arm and would not relent.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing Punk?" Ted fumed.

"Back off Ted."

"Let go of my sister."

"Come again?" Phil asked, turning to look directly at my brother.

"I said get your hands off my sister." Ted spat pushing Phil's hand off me and pushing me behind him slightly.

"What the fuck?"

"Just leave Phil." Cody piped in.

"Gladly, come on Scarlett." Phil said extending his arm.

"She's not going anywhere with you." Ted exclaimed.

"Scarlett." Phil said, ignoring Ted's words.

"Are you deaf?"

"Are you? I was talking to Scarlett."

"You really think I'd let her go anywhere with you after what you just did?"

"It's not really up to you now is it Ted? Now if you don't mind I'm trying to leave with MY girlfriend." Phil replied looking at me with a raised eyebrow.

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I moved to walk towards him but Ted blocked my way.

"She's staying with me."

"The hell she is. She's leaving with me, one way or another."

"What, so you can throw her about like a Rag Doll again? Knock her to the ground and then step over her? Is this how you treat her when you're alone?"

"Shut your mouth Ted. You know damn well I would never lay a hand on her." Phil said seriously.

"Yeah, cos you really demonstrated that tonight when you knocked her down and stepped over her to attack Randy. Classy."

"That was an accident and you know it."

"Does she have a lot of 'accident's' Punk? Is that what you call it?" Ted said with a look of pure venom on his face.

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I saw Phil clench his fist by his side, the vein in his forehead began to pulsate again.

"Enough!" I demanded as I moved between them. "The pair of you, knock it off."

"Ted go sit down and cool off."

"But..."

"Just do it!"

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Ted moved to the table where the other's were sitting.

"Yeah, Ted. Be a good boy and do what you're told." Phil smirked.

"And you." I said turning to face him. "What the fuck was that all about?"

"Don't turn this all around on me Scarlett. You were the one who didn't answer my texts. I didn't know where you were.."

"And that gave you the right to just come down here and beat the shit out of Randy?"

"Actually yeah. I was worried about you, I called your cell and he answered it. Saying how you and him were 'bonding' and getting 'closer' in the bar." Phil said, hatred for the Viper clear in his voice.

"And you believed him?"

"I know what he's like Scarlett, the man is a snake."

"I can't believe you. You also know me Phil. You should be able to trust me. Just go. I can't even look at you right now." I said running a hand through my hair.

"Scarlett, I'm sorry. Please, let's just go upstairs and talk about this."

"No, I'm too pissed off. I'll find somewhere else to sleep tonight."

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"Hey, Scarlett. You can always bunk with me." Randy yelled, that trademark smirk etched on his face as he stood up and winked my way.

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"You son of a bitch!" Phil snarled as he went to run at him.

"Phil, No!" I yelled, but he ignored me again. Luckily Miz was able to stop him before he got close to the Viper and dragged him back.

"Phil, please just go." I said looking into his angry hazel eyes, tears filling my own. His eyes softened a bit as he looked at me. He nodded his head slightly, turned heel and left the bar.

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I stood still for a few moments, trying to compose myself. Randy was trash talking Phil to the others and boasting about how he could easily have taken him. I marched over to where Randy was now sitting and stood directly in front of him. Anger was flowing though my veins.

"What is your problem? Why do you have to keep goading him?"

"Scarlett, I was simply having a bit of fun. It's not my fault he can't take a joke. You're better off without that loser." He smiled.

"That 'Loser' is my boyfriend, so watch what you say about him. I don't know if I can work with you any more. You obviously don't respect me, maybe I should just quit." I said shaking my head and walking away.

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Ted called out after me but I kept on walking. I was so full of emotions at that moment, anger over the way Randy and Phil had been acting, hurt because Phil didn't seem to trust me.

My head was spinning, I needed to get myself a room and fast, I wasn't sure whether I was going to scream or cry, but there was no way I would take the chance of letting anyone see me that vulnerable.

Maybe things would seem better in the morning. Maybe all this would just turn out to be a nightmare and the man I love actually does trust me and love me.

Who do you think is at fault? Scarlett, Randy, Phil?

Will Phil be able to talk his way out of this?

What is Randy up to?

Will Scarlett quit?

Please review and let me know what you think!

Roxxi =)