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Chapter 2: Breaking Down

I tell everyone that we are through

Cause I'm so much better without you

But it's just another pretty lie

Cause I break down

Every time you come around(Uh Oh Uh Oh)

-By Demi Lovato

Mickie tried prying her eyes open as she rolled over in the king sized bed. Finally after much trying she opened her eyes, looking around she realized she was in Maryse's room.

How she got there she didn't know.

Last night had been a blur after the seventh or was it eight shot? Truthfully she didn't know.

Stumbling out of bed she made her way to the bathroom. She quickly took a shower, putting on her workout clothes, seeing that the rest of her clothes were in Randy's room.

Mickie made her way into the now sunny bedroom.

"Maryse, are you trying to blind me?" Mickie asked as she stumbled in.

"Yay Mickie you awake." Maryse said in overly loud voice.

"Maryse you don't have to scream." Mickie said holding her hands to her ears.

And here come the huge headache.

"Sorry Mickie, but you wouldn't be in this state if you hadn't drunk a lot." Maryse said mockingly.

"What a best friend you are, I'm going to call Vince and beg him to bring Ria back to Raw." Mickie said with a slight pout.

Maryse rolled her eyes "Like Ria would come back, she has Rainbow Boy over there…. And I'm a good friend."

"Yea, whatever, you were making fun of me." Mickie said.

"Who do you think was the one that brought you back here." Maryse said.

Mickie rolled her eyes "You."

"Actually it was Punk." Maryse said.

"Who… oh your Punk Boy." Mickie said.

"He's not my Punk Boy." Maryse said.

"You like him." Mickie singsonged "You like Punk!"

"Whatever, lets go eat." Maryse said pulling Mickie out of the room and to the Hotel Restaurant.

Just after they ordered Mickie's phone went off.

"Hello."

"Hiya Micks, so you okay?" Maria asked.

Mickie had to smile, she already knew what the red head was going to say.

"Yes Ria, I'm fine… besides I'm over him." Mickie said.

Mickie could almost imagine Maria nodding her head "Yes you are Mickie, you deserve better than him."

"Thanks Ria, so who told you?"

"A little birdie."

"Was it a blond and French-Canadian bird?" Mickie said

Maria giggled "Yup, she called yesterday."

"Does everyone know?"

"Yup… wait Melina wants to talk to you." Maria said.

"Hey Micks, you okay?" Melina asked.

"I'm fine Melina." Mickie said.

"Okay but for the record you deserve someone better that him." Melina.

"I've heard it all before Melina, I know." Mickie said.

And it was true she always lied to them telling them she was fine. Or telling them that she realized that she was better, and deserved better.

Well it was all a lie. She loved him and after a few day they would be together.

Even if they couldn't live with each other, they also couldn't live without each other.

That was just how they were. And every time the broke up would be just one more bump in the rode.

After a few minutes of talking Mickie hung up and started to eat.

Feeling someone's eyes on her, she turned around and her brown eyes looked into blue ones.

It was Randy.

Mickie turned around feeling the tears in her eyes.

She wouldn't let him see her cry, she never had before, and she wasn't going to start now.

"Sweetie what's wrong." Maryse said after she notice that Mickie was strangely quite… and wait were those tears in her eyes.

"Randy." Mickie whispered so much like the nigh before.

"Where." Maryse said, eyes flashing in anger.

Mickie said nothing and just continued to eat.

Maryse looked around, finally spotting him.

"My head hurts." Mickie complained.

Maryse grinned "Too bad."

"See told you, you were a bad friend." Mickie said.

They continued to eat for some time before Mickie decided to go and nap before she had to go to RAW.

"Okay go, I'll catch up with you." Maryse said.

Mickie nodded getting up and heading for her room.

If Mickie had stayed she would have seen Maryse going up to Randy, slapping him, saying a lot of bad French words. And Maryse slapping him again.

But Mickie didn't she just walked to Maryse's hotel room, falling onto the bed.

The tears she had been holding finally falling down her cheeks.

A/N- Ta-da (Jazz Hands) there is another Chapter. Two more Chapters to go. After all this is a few-shot, not a whole story. But if you love Mindy( Mickie/Randy) you can check out my other story called Taking Over Me.

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