DISCLAIMER: Okay, I don't own any property of the WWE. I WISH I owned Randy Orton but life's not fair. Anyways, I only own Alexandria Taylor and that's it.

A few weeks had passed and Randy and I remained the "perfect" couple, sure we argued…a lot, but nothing could break us. At least I thought so.

"Tell me he's not here, Casey" I teased when I came into work on Monday. I was referring to Aaron.

"Actually he is here, he switched shows last week." She said as she opened a file cabinet. My eyes widened.

"No" I said.

"Yep, that dork is with Smackdown now"

"Oh my god" I groaned. I leaned in to her. "If he asks if I'm here, tell him I'm not" She laughed and handed me a folder. "What's this?"

"It's Randy stuff" she said.

"Thanks" I said walking away. I snuck into my office and locked the door. I tossed the folder on my desk and got my self settled.

I sat down and opened the folder. "Upcoming events" I mumbled. I sipped my coffee and looked at the list. The next Smackdown was in St. Louis. I wonder what Randy had planned. I knew he lived there. I was reaching for my doughnut when my phone rang. "Alexandria Taylor, WWE Marketing. How can I help you?" I said in my professional voice. I grabbed a pen and a pad to jot something down.

"Hey gorgeous" It was Randy. A smile appeared on my face.

"Hello my world heavyweight champ"

"What are you doing?"

"Working, duh"

"Oh, babe you are so funny" he said sarcastically. I laughed.

"So" I took a bite of my doughnut. "What's up?"

"I wanted to discuss my storyline with you" he said. I swallowed.

"You got a new storyline? I didn't even see" I said reaching for my folder. "Wait a sec" I opened the folder and looked for the paper and read it quietly. Randy's new storyline was going to be with Stacy Keibler as a love interest, again. "Oh… I see" I said after awhile.

"Are you okay with it?" he asked. I tapped my nails on my desk. I didn't want to be the bitchy jealous girlfriend. The last thing I wanted to do was piss Randy off and loose him.

"Sure….no problem" Sure I don't mind you kissing your ex-girlfriend.

"Are you sure? Because we can always talk to Steph or Shane, or someone at creative…"

"No baby. It's okay. Really it is." I said trying to sound like I didn't care.

"Alright. So I'm going to pick you up from the airport tomorrow"

"Great" I said.

"So bring something nice to wear, I'm taking you out to dinner after the show" he said. "And then we'll go home" Home. That word seemed to brighten my day. I was going to Randy's home. I was so excited.

"Okay. I got a meeting to go to" I said glancing at my watch.

"Okay. I love you" he said.

"Love you too"

Later on I went to meet with Angel for lunch. I walked into the restaurant and found her sitting next to the window.

"Hey Angel!" I screamed. She was sitting at the table and inspecting the menu. She looked up.

"Hi, Lex" she said. I sat down in the seat across from her. She lifted up her left hand to reveal a diamond ring.

"Oh my god!" I squealed pulling her hand closer to look at it. "Angel?"

"Kevin asked me when we went to Hawaii last weekend" she smiled.

"Oh my god! I'm so happy for you" I jumped up from my seat and hugged her. "Oh my god" I said again looking at her. We laughed.

"It's gonna be a lot of work, Lex" she said after I sat back down. "And I want you to be my maid of honor"

"Of course, honey." I said. "Damn, look at that rock"

"I know" she laughed looking at it. She pushed a lock of her curly black hair behind her ear. "When I saw it, I was like, Ay Dios mio!" I felt so happy for my friend. Angel was about two years older than me: 26. I knew that she would be the first one to settle down because I have so much issues. I first met Angel when we were both going to college in Connecticut to get our MBA, Masters in Business Administration. I was twenty one, right after I graduated from Yale, and she was twenty three and took time off before going for her masters. Since then we were best friends.

After we ordered our food we started to gossip. "How's life?" she asked looking down at her Caesar Garden Salad.

"I don't know" I replied. "He" I said referring to Randy, "Has a romantic storyline with his ex-girlfriend"

"Oh…damn. Well it's just a storyline." She said after awhile. I stabbed my fork into a tomato in my salad.

"Storyline's mean a lot." I said. "Take Triple H and Stephanie McMahon for example, they were in a storyline in which they were married and they ended up married. They've been married for years now…." She frowned.

"What are you going to do?"

"Just grin and bear it, if I don't kill her first" I mumbled.

After work I headed to my car in the parking lot. Out of nowhere came Aaron.

"Hey Alexandria" he said. I sighed.

"Hello Aaron," I said casually as I began to walk to my car. He stopped in front of me. "What do you want?" I said looking up at him.

"Besides breaking up with that jerk?" he said.

"What the fuck don't you understand, Aaron?" I said. "Perhaps you like to tell Randy how you feel?"

"I don't care what Randy thinks" he said.

"Well then you're shit out of luck because I don't care about what you think" I said trying to walk away. He grabbed my arm making me stop. He had anger in his eyes. I felt myself becoming scared. "Let go of me, Aaron" I said. He began to back me into the corner of my office. His grip on my arms was getting tighter. "Aaron, stop." My heart was pounding. He moved in and kissed me harshly on the lips and griped my ass. I kicked him on the knee and screamed. He held his knee and groaned. "Don't fucking touch me!" I started to step backward to get closer to my car. "Leave me the hell alone or I swear to God you will be sorry!" I threatened.

"Alexandria" he said softly. He shook his head.

"Fuck You, Aaron" I jumped in my car and locked the door once I was safely in side. I shoved the key in the ignition and sped off. My eyes were burning with tears and I was breathing so hard. I kept on looking in the rear view mirror to see if I was being followed.

HAPPY HOLIDAYS!