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Chapter 14: Catch 22.

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I played with the salad on my plate, I was so deep in my thoughts that I didn't hear Phil speak until he placed his hand over mine, stopping me from pushing the lettuce any further with my fork.

"Hmm?" I asked finally lifting my gaze from the table.

"I asked if you were finished."

"Um... yeah."

"Are you OK? You don't seem yourself." He asked, concern in his eyes.

"Yeah. I'm just not really hungry." I replied, with a forced smile.

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Phil stood from the table and brought our rubbish to the bin.
When he returned, he lifted his bag and held out his hand for me. I took it, he pulled me up and we both made our way to the exit.
We walked down the corridor towards the locker rooms. Phil was chatting away but I wasn't paying attention, my mind was elsewhere.
He stopped abruptly, making me come to a halt too.

"You sure you're all right Cherry Bomb?" He asked again.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Why?"

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He motioned to the door he was stood beside. The name plate on the door read 'Divas Locker Room.'

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I gave a sheepish smile.

"Oops. I guess I was day dreaming again."

"As usual." He laughed. "See you later, babe."

"Actually, Nattie was talking about heading out to a club for a few drinks. You fancy it?"

"Nah, I'm kind of beat. I think a movie is my plan for tonight. But if you need a ride home, give me a call."

"I'll give it a miss too..."

"No. You're going." He cut me off. "You spend most of your time staying in with me, go out and have fun with your friends."

"You sure?"

"Yes. Let your hair down, have fun and do whatever it is you girls do." He laughed.

"Yes, sir." I mock saluted.

"I'll see you tomorrow." He said as he leaned in to kiss me. "Enjoy yourself, and remember call me if you need a ride, I'll be awake."

"I will. Later, Punk."

"Later, Cherry."

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Punk POV.

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I watched Scarlett go into her locker room then continued down the corridor to my own.

I was glad she was going out tonight.
Not that I didn't want to spend time with her, I loved doing that.
I just couldn't stop feeling guilty that I was stopping her from going out and having fun like other girls her age. We spent most of our time in the hotel room, watching movies, etc. Basically, we spent all of our time together, just the two of us.
Sure, that was fun and all but there was a part of me that kept thinking that one day she would realise that she was missing out on the fun of her youth and she'd blame me. I never made her stay in with me but I think sometimes she feels obligated.
If I wasn't so exhausted I'd have went too, I guess I could make more of an effort to socialise more.
Going out more as a couple would probably be better for us too.
Scarlett hadn't been herself these past few days.
She seemed preoccupied with something, tonight will do her a world of good.

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As I reached my locker room I saw Orton leave his. He smiled that patented smirk of his as he passed me. I would love to wipe that smug look off his face one of these days. I know the son of a bitch is trying to wind me up, I can't wait until this storyline with Scarlett and him ends.

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Scarlett's POV.

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I sat in the Divas locker room staring at the wall. My mind was still in over drive.

That night that Randy had cornered me and told me he loved me was still bothering me. After I left I had wondered the hallways for a while.
My head was still spinning.

When he had confessed to me, I didn't see any hints that he was lying, but then again Randy is a good actor.
They don't call him 'The Lady Killer' for nothing.
The man could sweet talk the pants off a Nun.
I knew first hand how convincing he could be but still, there was a part of me that didn't think he was lying, a part of me that believed him.
And I hated that part of me.

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My plan to show Phil the sexy underwear had been thrashed, I was no longer in the mood. But I had told Phil I had a surprise for him.
Thinking quick, I called Sheamus and borrowed his 'Interview with a Vampire' DVD. Phil and I spent the rest of the night watching it, it was one of our favourite movies that we hadn't seen in a while.

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The next few days I had thought of nothing but what Randy had said. I'm sure Phil had noticed my distance. But I couldn't stop my mind from dwelling on everything.

Would Randy tell Phil?

I was tempted to tell him myself, get it out of the way and just be honest with him. I was sure that he would be pissed about the Randy part of it, but it was years before I met him.

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When we first started dating, I had heard things about Phil's past relationships, he knew things had been said about the amount of Divas he'd dated. But we agreed that the past was the past and was not relevant, so we never talked about who we'd dated, etc.

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I nearly told him yesterday. We were having a lazy Sunday in the hotel. I was just about to spit it all out when I remembered Randy's words.

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"Do you really think he'll ever be able to touch you again? Knowing that I was there first."

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Those words stopped me in my tracks.

Would Phil stay with me if he knew the truth?

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Randy had said that their hatred was far worse than I could imagine.
What if Phil could never even look at me again, let alone touch me?
What if he hated me?
I couldn't bear it.

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My phone buzzed, shaking me from my thoughts. I glanced down and saw I had a message from Ted telling me to come to the Legacy locker room. I put my bags away and made my way there.

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My time spent in the Legacy locker room was quiet.
I only spoke when I needed to and I made sure to keep away from Randy. We went over our script for tonight. It was just Ted, Randy and I since Cody was 'injured' after Randy's punt to his skull last week.
'Injured' Cody was actually in Barbados sunning himself.

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Ted and I made our way to the ring for our tag match against Morrison and Melina.

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Melina and I began the match, trading kicks each of us trying to get the upper hand.
I managed to get the advantage with a roundhouse kick, knocking Melina to the ground.
She scurried to her corner and tagged in Morrison, which under mixed tag rules meant I had to tag in Ted.

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The two men went back and forth for a while.
Morrison flying around the ring, bouncing off ropes and knocking poor Ted to the mat time and time again. Ted countered and knocked Morrison off balance as he was climbing the turnbuckle, sending him to the mat after landing on the ropes in a delicate place.
Ted was going for the pin when at the top of the ramp, Miz appeared.
Ted released the pin and moved to the ropes, watching the Chick Magnet as he approached the ring.
When he reached the bottom of the ramp, he walked around the ring to stand in Melina's corner.
Ted was brought back to reality with a forearm to the back of the head, courtesy of the Shaman of Sexy.

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While Ted and Morrison were brawling in the ring, Miz had made his way around to my corner.
Standing below me he began talking to me.

"Hey Scarlett." He yelled, loud enough for the crowd and the cameras to pick up. "Hey, how's your head?"

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I ignored him and began cheering Ted on.

"Want me to kiss you better?" He smirked and placed his hand on my leg.

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I turned around and kicked him in the face, sending him backwards towards the announce table.
As I turned my attention back to the ring, Melina had just tagged in.
I slapped Ted's shoulder and climbed in, launching myself at the brunette diva.
I knocked her to the ground and began pummelling her. I set her up for a DDT when she swept my legs out from under me and tagged Morrison in again.
I quickly moved to my corner but noticed it was empty.
As I turned, I saw Ted chasing Miz up the ramp, the ref also watching them.
Before I could call out to him I was grabbed from behind, before I knew it Morrison had delivered a Moonlight Drive.
I lay on the mat as he slipped under the ropes and Melina pinned me.

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After Melina and Morrison celebrated and left the ring, I rolled out and made my way up the ramp, through to the back.
I had to be fast, we were shooting a promo when Raw came back from commercial.

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I heard raised voices as I approached the locker room door.
Opening it, I entered to find Randy and Ted in a heated argument.
There was furniture strewn about the place, a broken table, clothes and bags around the floor.

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"You screwed up again."

"I'm sorry."

"You keep saying that, yet it keeps happening. I'm getting sick and tired of your stupidity." Randy bellowed.

"Well, I'm getting sick and tired of your ego."

"Excuse me?"

"You treat us all like crap. What, you've never made a mistake? You've never lost a match?"

"Yeah, I have lost matches, but I've never screwed my own team over and left my partner hanging in the ring. I've never left my sister on her own to face the man that gave her a concussion."

"Miz came down to interfere. I had to keep him away. How was I supposed to know what would happen?"

"Everyone knew what would happen! It was obviously a set up!" Randy yelled as his face turned red.

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I stood there frozen to the spot as the two men shouted back and forth.

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"Enough!" I screamed. The pair turned to look at me, obviously they had not noticed me enter the room.

"Scarlett, I'm..."

"Shut up Ted." I cut him off. "I don't want to hear your attempt at an apology."

"See Ted, even your own sister -"

"And you can shut up too."

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The St. Louis native looked at me wide eyed, Ted too looked surprised at my words towards 'our leader'.

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"I'm sick of coming back to this locker room every week to you guys tearing each other apart. We're supposed to be a team."

"Tell that to your brother, he's the one screwing up every week." Randy replied.

"Let's not forget you punted Cody last week. Leaving us a man down for who knows how long."

"He deserved it."

"Maybe so but we need to stick together and show solidarity, we can't show any weakness. Otherwise we'll have the sharks circling."

"She's right." Ted piped up. "We need to focus on the rest of the locker room, instead of fighting amongst ourselves."

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Randy was silent for a moment.

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"Fine, but if you-"

"I won't." Ted butted in.

"Any more screw up's, and you're out."

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And with that Randy stormed out of the locker room.

I walked over to my bag to get my clothes, I felt a hand on my shoulder.

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"We need to meet up tonight. My hotel room, when the show is over."

"Why?"

"We need to come up with a plan to get rid of Randy."

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