Chapter 7

Working with Randy after that harsh realization was more difficult than I thought. It was like having a crush and being afraid to tell the guy. I felt so sick.

The morning after, I woke upto sunlight peeking through my window. I opened my eyes slowly and thought, "Where am I?".Being on the road was so confusing. Okay, I'm in Sydney.I rolled over and sighed So what happened last night really was true and I did catch Randy with Jillian last night? I decided that I had to get through this day. I put on a tan blazer with a black camisole, black pants and heels to give me some height incase I would have to kick Jillian's ugly, fat, flat, ass.

The walk to his hotel room was like a walk to death row. I was dreading it. I walked as slowly as I could, dragging my feet along the way. I took a deep breath when I arrived at the door and knocked. I gave myself the once over when he opened the door. He looked absolutely gorgeous. I opened my mouth to say "I'm sorry" and closed it quickly.

I started to talk about the plans for today when there was a knock at the door. Randy got it, it was Jillian. He looked annoyed. He left her standing at the door. I began to sort through my papers with today's plans.

"Can I help you?" he asked. I snorted and reached for my cup of coffee on the nightstand.

"Randy!" she squealed that reminded me of how a pig would sound. He held his head.

"Damn, I'm fucking hung over" he said to Jillian. She frowned and saw me sitting on the edge of the bed. I could tell by the look on his face that he couldn't stand her.

"Who are you?"

"This is my publicist Alex," Randy said. She just looked at me.

"Oh…"

"Could you excuse us, I have to meet with my client" I said in an i-know-im-better-than-you tone. I dug in my bag for my blackberry.

"But Randy-"she whined moving close to him. I tapped the screen impatiently. Leave already, bitch!

"Just go" he said putting his hands up.

"Alright. I'm going to go get something to eat" she said rubbing his arms. Your fat ass doesn't need anything more to eat, I thought as she left the room. After the loud slam of the door there was silence.

"So…." I began looking down at the cream colored bed sheets. "Are…you two…together?"

"Why do you care?"

"I just wanted to know" I said trying to sound uninterested. I sipped my coffee again and added quickly "It could be bad publicity"

"….right" he said. "Are you sure about that?"

"Yes I am!" I said. "Now get ready the appearance is an hour" I grabbed my purse and took one last look at him before I closed the door. Damn, I love that man.

The appearance was absolute mayhem. People were screaming and shouting at the sight of their favorite WWE superstars. After the last few fans left everyone was taking pictures.

"Orton let me get a picture of you guys" Mike, the photographer, said. I looked at Mike and folded my arms. Randy put his arm around me and I could have died.

"Great!" Mike said. "You guys make a cute couple" he said walking away. I looked up at Randy about to say something when he just walked away.

I paced around Randy's dressing room that night. I looked at myself in the mirror I was wearing a mini skirt, a tank top, and heels. It was another house show, nothing big but I still wanted to impress Randy. I laid down on the couch and sighed quietly. Why did I have to fall in love with him of all people? Just then the door opened. I sat up.

"How was the match?" I asked. He just looked at me, grabbed his bag and went into the bathroom. Okay, somebody has an attitude, I thought. . Randy came out of the bathroom looking so good.

"So…." I started tapping my French manicured nails on the leather couch. "Are you going out with Jillian tonight?"

"Why do you care?" He sneered looking in the mirror and fixing his hair.

"I don't. Like I said bad publicity" I shrugged.

"I don't think that's why"

"I don't think you know me!" I said in a smart-ass tone.

"What is wrong with you?" he asked turning around to face me.

"You don't know what I've been through and that bitch-" I said getting up and pointing my finger in his face.

"Why does Jillian have to be a bitch?"

"I don't know…." I mumbled walking away.

"You don't know what you want"

I just looked at him. He was making me so angry. I didn't know what to say. "God, I hate you!" I sobbed leaning on the wall.

"The feelings mutual". I looked up quickly. The last thing I wanted Randy to say was that he hated me.

"What do you want me to tell you?" I cried looking into his eyes.

"The truth" It was at that moment that I completely gave in. Tears fell out of my eyes quickly. Randy watched me in silence. I looked up again into those gorgeous blue eyes and took a deep breath.

"I love you"