O my goodness it's been a while! :( I've been so busy with finishing up school and helping my brother and his girlfriend move into their new apartment, I haven't had any time to write, I've also been writing a new short story, soI've been focusing on that a lot too. But do not fear! The new chapter is out and I will be working on the next one very soon! :D Thank you for everyone who read/reviews/favorites my work. It helps XD

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I sat in front of the mirror, admiring my new hair. I had gotten blue and green streaks in my, now much shorter, hair.

"Dwayne you're so pretty!" Carter combed his fingers through my hair and I just stared at myself in the mirror.

"Lets go get tattoos!" He grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the chair.

I stumbled out of the door to see a huge crowd of people just across the street.

"What's going on?" Cater popped up behind me.

"Let's go find out!"

Bad idea.

It was, just my luck, a couple WWE superstars signing autographs.

There stood my lovely prince, showing a small smile to a female fan. He gripped the pen and scribbled across the paper, handing it back to her and placing his hand on her shoulder. I stood, staring in disbelief, completely unprepared for this situation. My stomach jumped.

"Dwayne..." Carter wrapped his arm around my shoulders and leaned on me, "Wanna go see him?"

I nodded, walking forward into the street, holding his hand.

I crept to the middle of the group and listened to the dozens of fans chatter and worked my way up to the front of the mob. My stomach churned. I could see his face, his hair, his eyes. I stared at the light reflecting off of his eyes so flawlessly. I swear I saw him glance over at me. I felt my stomach tighten.

It was then that I realized I did not want to be there. I ran out of the area and vomited into a trashcan.

Carter patted me on the back as a few of the crowd members looked over at me. I collapsed on the ground, wiping my face with my hands.

"You ok, doll?" Carter helped me up, the fowl taste lingering in my mouth. I nodded and we went back to the hotel. Damn that Orton for having such an effect on me.

I sat back in my hotel room, even a short glimpse of my prince had let me exhausted and hella nervous, my tummy still turning. Carter was on the phone with Jacob in the next room over while I laid on my bed, looking for shapes in the bumps on the ceiling.

I was running my fingers through my hair when my phone started ringing. Brought it up to my ear.

"Hello?" I spoke softly into the mouthpiece, all I heard was sobbing.

I looked at the name that was displayed on the screen

Allie

"Baby! What's wrong?"

She sniffled and began to speak

"I had a miscarriage." She cried.

My jaw dropping, "Oh, honey! I'm so sorry" I sat up and gripped the edge of the mattress, "Do you need me to come back?"

She gurgled through the phone, "No, I just wanted you to know, please find your man," she laughed through tears, "You need one more than I do."

I nodded, "Are you going to be ok?"

"Yeah, it'll just take awhile to get used to not being pregnant."

"Sweetie, what happened?

"I don't know, the doctors said my body just wasn't able to handle having a baby."

"Honey..."

"Please, enjoy yourself, I'll be fine."

We talked for a while about Ireland and how I was doing, apparently I wasn't talking to her enough, so we had a lot of catching up to do.

As the conversation was winding down, we said good-bye and hung up.

I got up and walked into Carter's room. I laid down with him and stared blackly into his shirt. I was listening to him whisper sweet nothings to his lover, who seemed to be recovering nicely from the accident. Carter stroked my back, playing with the fabric of my shirt. I closed my eyes and hummed quietly to myself. I slowly fell asleep, Carter's voice ringing in my ears.

"Come to me princess," He called to me, arms open wide.

I ran into the embrace and felt his strong arm holding my tightly.

"Never leave." I whispered to him.

"I won't," He tilted my head up and kissed me lovingly, his hand holding my body still.

He released me and gently tossed me onto the large bed in the infinite space that surrounded us.

I giggled as he kissed my exposed stomach, pushing up my shirt.

"Randy..." I moaned as his lips ventured lower to the narrow concave area under my navel.

"Yes, love?" He ran a finger along the line of my pants.

I just smiled and shook my head, "Nothing."

He smiled back and kissed my lips.

My eyes fluttered open, the black sky hanging heavily in all the windows. I rolled over on my side and groaned into the sheets. The alarm clock said 1:24. Today was the taping of Monday night Raw.

I slinked off the bed and off to the bathroom to relieve myself. I lifted the lid of the toilet and unzipped my pants. I heard a sound, I quickly turned around to see Carter taking a bubble bath.

"Hey Snookums!" He took a handful of bubbles and blew it at me.

"Carter?" I was now wide awake. I looked at my watch, "Why are you taking a bubble bath at 1:30 in the morning?"

"Cause!" He smiled at me and splashed his arms in the water.

I laughed, water landing on my shirt.

"Cut it out, Carter! I have to pee!"

"Go ahead, you ain't got anything I haven't seen." He continued to play in the sudsy water.

I pulled my dick out and relaxed my body, feeling the narrow stream of liquid escape. I exhaled.

"How excited are you for today?" Carter asked at I pushed on the sliver lever.

"Pretty excited." I said sitting on the floor next to the bathtub.

"Are you going to barf again? Should I bring a plastic poncho just in case?" He joked.

"I don't know," I dragged my hand over the surface of the bubbly water. "I just got nervous."

He placed a wet hand on my head, "Go get some sleep, it's going to be a long day."

I nodded and obediently walked back to my own room, crawling under the sheets, and curling my knees up to my chest.

I woke up sprawled out on the bed, my feet hanging off the edge. I rolled onto my back and sat up. Carter was already up and watching more Irish cartoons. It was 9 in the morning with the sun burning brightly through the curtains. I stood up and stretched , almost falling back on the bed. I walked out to the living room and made myself a cup of coffee. Carter had a ton of blankets wrapped around him, pooling on to the floor in front of the tv. He took a swig from a green bottle.

"Are you drinking this early? That's not like you."

He laughed, "It's soda, chill."

I poured the coffee into a plain white mug, and joined Carter on the couch. He planted a small kiss on my cheek. He jumped off the couch, pushing the covers onto the floor.

"I"m so excited!" He bounced off to the bedroom to get dressed, stripping with each step.

I was still in the clothes that I was wearing the day before, and I hadn't showered, I felt icky.

Carter walked back out and had an annoyed look on his face. Also he was butt-naked.

"Can I wear that shirt?" He pointed at my chest, "I really want to wear something green, but I didn't pack anything green!"

I laughed and pulled the shirt off over my head, my hair falling gracefully back on top of my head. I threw the shirt at him, he held it up against his chest.

"Thank you!" He struggled to fit the shirt over his head, still completely naked. I had to laugh. His head popped through the collar with and annoyed look on his face.

"Are you laughing at me?" He ask, I laughed harder.

He ran at me and spring-boarded over the couch and landed on top of me. I was still giggled despite the young man on my rib cage.

And just my luck, housekeeping enters the room to see two men on the couch, on without pants, the other without a shirt, she turned around and slammed the door closed, now we were both laughing. He rolled off of me and we both got dressed and showered.

I walked out of the rental car and slammed the door shut. We had arrived. Out seats were front row, Carter had bought them weeks in advance, so they were reserved just for us.

Not many people were there yet, the show didn't start for another hour as we watched the ring being set up. Men in black scrambled around to get ready, we caught glimpses of superstars, it was a chaotic environment.

But no long after that, people began pouring in through the doors, merchandise and concessions in hand. We were soon surrounded by thousands of screaming superfans.

The fireworks went off with loud explosions as the RAW theme played. A child with a Rey Mysterio mask sat next to me and held up a large sign, I couldn't read it since it was facing away from me.

Then I heard his music play and my heart skipped a beat.