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After the incident I was so happy to be home. On Thursday I walked into the WWE headquarters in Stamford.

"Where's Randy?" Casey asked one day at work as I came in. "Are you two together now?" She smiled and followed me into my office, her blue eyes wide with anticipation.

"Hell no" I mumbled tossing my briefcase onto my chair. I sat down.

"Well then could I get his number?" She moved up to my desk and tapped on it with her florescent pink nails. I looked at her with the look of death. She knew to get the hell out of my office.

Later on that day I realized that I had to call Randy. I tried to find Casey to make her do it but she went to lunch. I sighed and called him. "Mr. Orton?" Remain professional do not curse him out.

"Yeah" he said in a nonchalant tone. But damn he does sound sexy on the phone but he's still an ass.

"Do you want to make an appearance at a sports talk show in Sydney?" I asked.

"Whatever" he said.

"I'd like some feedback Mr. Orton" I said getting pissed. It was like he didn't even want to talk to me.

"Well if you didn't curse me out"

"You know what Mr. Orton? You'll do the appearance. I'll see you in Sydney. Goodbye" I slammed the phone down onto the receiver.

At night I laid awake in bed thinking about how much I hated that idiot. I was so happy that I didn't have to fly out to Smackdown this week. The followinf weekend, Angel came over. I told her everything.

"And then the bitch told me that I was talking shit!" I yelled while lying on my couch. I took another bite of my pizza. Angel just nodded. She looked bored. "How dare him! I mean he acts like his the sexiest guy on the planet. He's not even attractive,"

"Mmmm hmmm," Angel said looking at her nails. "How long have you guys been working together?"

"Like…… four months. And he's not even that great in the ring, I've seen so much better, and I bet he got the job just cuz his dad is Cowboy Bob. And you know what?" I said sitting up.

"What?" Angel said in a bored tone she turned her attention to the news on CNN.

"I bet you he sucks in bed!" I laughed. She just looked at me and rolled her eyes. "And-"

"Okay, Alex, Stop!" she said getting pissed. She had a look of disgust on her face.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked.

"All you ever talk about now is Randy" she shouted.

"Because I hate him," I said crossing my arms.

"No Lex, that's not why" she said putting on her boots.

"Tell me why," I snatched the remote from her and flipped to HBO. Titanic was on but it was over it was the part when the old lady threw the diamond into the ocean.

"Because, Lex, you're in love" she said standing up and grabbing her purse off of my coffee table. The remote hit the floor with a hard "thud". I looked at her like she was crazy.

"Damn, that's funny Angel" I laughed. She sat down next to me on the couch.

"No, I'm serious. You really do, you talking the same way I used to talk about Kevin" she said.

"No I don't!" I yelled like a two year old. I stood up and walked to my window.

"You going to realize it soon, Lex, don't let the good one get away. Anyway, I have to go home and clean."

"You're wrong, Angel" I said shaking my head as I sat back down on the couch. "You're wrong; I'd rather die and burn in fucking hell"

"I know you don't wanna admit it but its true. There's definitely something there. Don't lie to yourself, it's not right to you and it's not right to him"

"I don't love him" I said angrily, tears were coming out of my eyes. She hugged me.

"I know you don't wanna admit it, especially after….you know" she said. I cried on her shoulder. I told myself years ago that I would never love again; it was too painful to hard on me. My father didn't love me, he told me to my face, and my ex-boyfriend used to abuse me. I tried to end the relationship too many times to count but he told me that I was never going to leave him and that he did not know what he would do if I was ever with someone else. The same night that I said that he beat me and I couldn't even be when my mother died. Since then I vowed never to love anyone again. Love meant trust. It meant letting your guard down and I could not get hurt again. I couldn't trust another man only for him to hurt me. But I didn't want to admit that I betrayed myself. I wasn't in love.

Angel's words echoed in my head as I sat on the plane to Sydney. I had been crying more than usual lately, for what I had no idea. I knew that I didn't love Randy and I would do what it takes to prove it to myself in time.

When I arrived in Sydney there was a bus waiting outside for all the superstars and execs. I sniffed and pushed my Kleenex into my pocket. I fixed myself in the mirror of the bathroom. I was wearing a short skirt with a camisole tank top. I brushed my hair down and boarded the bus.
"Hi" I said to the bus driver.

"G'day welcome to Australia" I smiled at him. It seems like I'm the only one here, I thought as I walked to the back of the bus. In one of the rows I found Dave Batista.

"Hey you," he said.

"Hi Dave" I sat down next to him. For what I knew Dave was sexy and he was having marital problems lately.

"How are you?"

"Oh, I'm fine. How are things with the wife?" I asked suddenly becoming very flirty, perfect for my brilliant plan to prove that I wasn't in love. If I was in love would I be flirting with another guy?

"Not so good,"

"I'm so sorry, Dave" I said looking him in the eye. Dave was a really sweet guy. One by one superstars began to board the bus. I stayed on the look out for Randy while flirting with Dave; I didn't want him to miss this. I had my head laid on Dave's shoulder when Randy came on and I was giggling like a school girl.

"Dave, you're so funny….Oh, hi Mr. Orton" I said looking up at him. I could tell that he could see right down my shirt and the push-up bra I was wearing was definitely working.

"Alexandria" he nodded moving on. Was I making Randy jealous? I smiled to myself and turned my attention back to Dave. It seemed like my plan was working.

That night all the superstars went to a promotion at a club in Sydney after Smackdown. I was wearing a halter top that left little to the imagination with a short skirt and stilettos. I knew I looked hot by the look on Randy's face when I came in.

"Alright, just be nice to the fans, sign the damn promo, and then we can party" I said to him. I don't even think he understood what I said his eyes were trailing all over my body. I waved my hand in front of his face. "Did you hear me?"

"What?"

"Just do it" I said walking away.

"Randy so likes you" Christy said as we sat at the bar. Stacy rolled her eyes and shifted in her seat. Christy laughed. "Stacy hasn't gotten over him yet"

"Shut up" Stacy said as she sipped her drink. She glanced at me and then started to flirt with the Aussi bartender. Christy and I were talking when someone put their hand on my shoulder. I turned around it was Dave.

"Wanna dance?" he asked. I looked for Randy and saw him sitting with the guys. I made sure he saw me.

"Of course," I said taking his hand. I danced with Batista on the dance floor making sure that Randy could see this. It was so funny pissing him off and I loved it. I put all my energy into my dancing making sure that Randy was becoming jealous. I placed my hand up around Dave's neck and grinded my ass on him nice and slow. I looked up to make sure that Randy was watching and he was. I read the look on his face as jealous and shocked. He just watched me while the rest of the guys talked. I don't love you.

"Let's go somewhere, else" Batista whispered in my ear when the song was over. He was obviously very horny just from one dance. I let him lead the way to the VIP room. The minute we reached the room Batista couldn't keep his hands off of me. He kissed me roughly and pushed me up against the cushioned walls. His hands were all over me. He pulled my halter top off and kissed me again. His hands were up my skirt making me moan loudly all the better for Randy to hear me. He pushed me down on the couch. But then I just had to fuck it up.

"….randy…" I moaned as Dave kissed my neck. Then he stopped. Did I just say Randy? What the fuck was wrong with me? Why would I say that?

"What?" he asked moving away from me.

"I didn't say anything" I said reaching for his belt buckle, he pulled away.

"Did you call me Randy?" he asked.

"No, I didn't" I said. I leaned in and began to kiss his chest but he pulled away again.

"Yes you did. "He said grabbing his shirt. "This is all wrong"

"No it's not, I can fix it" I said desperate to prove something to myself.

"Yes it is. I should be with my wife and you should be with the person you love. I can't do this, Randy is my friend" he said putting on his shirt. He tossed my halter to me. I pulled it on.

"What does Randy have to do with this?" I said

"He loves you." he said. I looked at him, shocked, almost as if something smacked me hard in the face. "You should hear the way he talks about you and you love him, too. It's so damn obvious from the way you guys look at each other. "I rolled my eyes. "Let's act like this never happened. Okay?" I nodded weakly.

I looked at Dave as he left. I sat in the room in silence. All of a sudden everything hit me like a ton of bricks. It all made sense now. I never acted that towards any man. I was covering up my attraction with hate because I didn't want to let myself love or hurt again. I was lying to myself and for what reason? Tears began to stream down my face. It was true everything was true and I was the liar. His words echoed in my head from the laid my head down on the couch and cried.

"Alex! Alex!" I heard a woman's voice yell. I sat up. Christy came running into the room. "Oh my god, what happened?" I wiped my eyes and sighed. She sat down next to me. She looked scared.

"Nothing….nothing happened. " I said sadly looking at my friend.

"Are you alright?" she asked brushing a strand of my hair away from my face. Inodded."Sweetie, what happened? What's wrong?"

"I'm in love" I said and I started to cry again. Christy and I began to walk to the bathroom in the corner I thought I saw somebody that I knew. I looked again, it was Jillian making out with some guy. I looked closer to see who he was but it was dark in the hallway.

"Alex, come on" Christy said. They looked up. I took another glance, it was Randy. Randy was making out withJillian. I felt like I was punched in the stomach.

"Excuse you," Jillian said. I stood there frozen, I wanted to just kick her in the face.

"I…im sorry" I mumbled,walking away. I felt like I was going to throw up. Was I too late? Did Randy move on?