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.

I arrived in St. Louis on a surprisingly sunny day. The cold December air hit me the minute I exited the airport to go to roadside pick up. I shivered and pulled my coat close to me. I looked for Randy. He was leaning on his black Cadillac Escalade when I saw him.

"Baby" I said smiling.

"Gorgeous" he said. He hugged me tightly. Randy always knew how to make me feel better. I felt so safe his arms. I didn't want to let go. "I missed you so much" I whispered. I stayed on the phone with Randy last night talking about Aaron. Randy was pissed and couldn't wait to get his hands on him.

"I know. It's going to be alright" he said softly.

Later that night we walked into the arena. I held Randy's hand tightly as we walked to go sign in. I was so nervous that Aaron would catch me when I was alone but sure enough he came in.

"A..Alexandria" he said. "Im...Im so glad you're here. I wanted to-" Randy turned around.

"What the fuck is your problem?" he asked.

"Randy" I said. I didn't want him to do something irrational and get himself suspended or worse.

"I don't know what you're talking about" Aaron replied quickly.

"I think you do. I know what you did to Alex-"

"So-" Randy moved close to Aaron.

"You stay the fuck away from her. Understand?" Randy was scaring me. I never saw him act like that before.

"I have to work with her"

"Well you do your work but you don't put your hand son her or I'll beat you like the bitch you are. Come on, babe". He grabbed my hand and we walked out.

After I came back from talking to Teddy Long I ran into Stacy Keibler. I was going through my papers when she called me.

"Ally" she said. I looked up at her. Who the hell calls me Ally?

"Yes"

"I hope you're not mad at me" she smiled. What a fake bitch.

"Why would I be?" I asked amused. I knew what this was all about.

"Because of the storyline with me and Randy. I know that you guys are-"

"Together?" I finished.

"Yeah and I know that I would be mad if my boyfriend-" I had to cut the bitch off.

"I'm fine with it, Stacy. It doesn't bother me one bit" I said and walked away. Inside I knew that wasn't the truth. I moped back to the locker room thinking hard as hell. "Hi" I said to Randy as I walked in. He was sitting on the couch and watching TV.

"Hey." I sat down next to him and began to twirl my finger in my hair. "What are you thinking about?"

"Nothing"

"You always twirl your hair when you think" he said looking down at me. I stopped.

"Don't you have to go?" I asked bluntly.

"Yeah" he said getting up. "And do my promo and then we can leave."

"Okay' I sighed. He kissed me on the lips.

"You coming?" I shook my head. No. I dont want to end up getting arested for cutting Stacy Keibler and end up on the ten o'clock news. He ran a hand over my hair and gave me a smile.

I threw myself on the couch after he left and stared helplessly at the TV. A match at the cruiserweights was ending. Then the promo came on.

"Randy Orton is on his way to the ring to talk about being champ" Tazz said. Randy was walking backstage when Stacey approached him.

"Randy…I just wanted to wish you good luck" I rolled my eyes. Then she leaned in and was supposed to give Randy a quick kiss but what she did was a full on make out session. I felt the rage build up in me. I turned the TV off angrily. I wanted to scream and beat Stacy's annoying ass. How can I possibly be okay when the man I'm madly in love with has to kiss another woman and I have to watch?

About twenty minutes later Randy came into the dressing room.

"Okay babe, we can leave" I looked up at him.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. I'm fine" I sat up and smoothed back my hair.

"No your not. Did Aaron-" I shook my head. "Is this about Stacy?"

"What the fuck do you think?" I asked pulling on my pea coat.

"I asked you if you had a problem with it" He began to toss things into his bag and pulled on his leather jacket.

"How would you feel if I kissed someone?" I asked. He grew silent. I sighed and opened the door. We began to walk towards the garage. We signed out and I sat angrily in the passenger's seat of his car.

"You're overreacting" he said finally. I looked at him as we began to pull off.

"I don't care" I said putting on my seat belt. "And what the fuck happened? You guys were making out!"

"It was Stacy's fault" he said. His voice was strong with reason. He kept his eyes on the road.

"It takes two to kiss Randy. This is such bullshit" I said staring at myself in the rear view mirror. "You could have done something. I know this episode is live and all but we're you thinking?"

"Baby. Baby. Baby" he repeated as I continued to talk.

"Don't talk to me, Randy" I said. "Take me to a hotel"

"You are not going to a hotel" he said firmly. I folded my arms and rolled my eyes. We stayed silent for another half hour until we pulled up in the driveway of his house. I looked at the house it was beautiful but I was still pissed.

"This is not a hotel" I said as we got out. He paid me no attention. He pulled my suitcase out of the back and I followed him to the door. He opened the door and walked in. I breathed in quickly. His house was even more amazing on the inside. "Where's the guest room?" I asked as my heels clicked loudly as I followed him up the spiral staircase.

"You are not staying in the guest room" he said. I breathed out frustrated. We walked into the master bedroom. I took my shoes off as he went into his walk in closet. I grabbed the remote and I lay down on his huge sleigh bed. He came out and looked at me.

"Go get dressed Alex"

"I don't have to do anything but pull on my PJ's and watch Girlfriends reruns once I find BET." I continued to flip channels. "Okay what channel is it?"

"Could you please go pull something on so we can go to dinner?"

"Why don't you take Stacy? Because I'm not going anywhere with you" I said. He glared at me.

"Fine then we'll stay in tonight." He went to the bathroom and changed into some sweatpants. "I'll be downstairs"

After he left I changed into my Victoria's secret satin night gown and lay down in his bed. As much as I wanted Randy up her with me, I was still angry. This is the one thing that I hated about love the pain that came with it. Then Randy's cell phone on the nightstand made a noise. He just got a text message. Nosy me, crawled over to it to see who it was from.

"Stacy" I groaned. I read it.

Randy, are you home? Can I come over? X0X0 Stacy

I closed the phone slowly. That bitch she knew that Randy and I were going out and she wanted to come over.