"Ted, sweetie… don't you think that's enough? You are drunk."

Squinting his eyes and running the ball on his forefinger smoothly over the empty shot glass he just slammed to the counter, Ted Dibiase shook his head no and then shrugged.

No; it was enough. In his mind it wouldn't be enough until all his senses were numbed into a big pile of nothing and so far that hadn't happened. So far he was still feeling the effects of Maryse's sharp words like a knife to the heart and not even four shots of straight whiskey had been able to make the words sting less.

Who knew, maybe those words would always hurt and no amount of alcohol in the world was capable of deleting out of his brain what they really meant; but in that night he wanted to make them fade away and if it wasn't possible he wanted to pass out in the attempt.

"I want another one-" Ted said groggily to the bartender that just passed by at the other side of the bar, his tongue feeling heavy and his words coming out in a slur.

Complying to his request, the bartender poured more gold fiery liquid of Johnny Walker Black Label into his glass and without wasting a second, Ted gulped it down.

"Come on, let's go to the table or I'll make Cody come here and drag you out." Layla, the woman that was standing behind him said with a sigh while placing a hand gently to his shoulder.

Groaning but turning around on his bar stool to take a look at the petite English woman, Ted pursed his lips and sighed deeply. "You know something, Lay…" He said and tilting his head to the side for a moment, he thought about how to express what he wanted to say; but thinking in his state was futile and in his clouded mind he went on with whatever could spill out of his mouth. "Cody loves you. I know this because he's my best friend so you know, don't ever break his heart because it sucks and he wouldn't like it."

Humming, his best friend's girlfriend dragged her hand from his shoulder to his forearm and got a bit closer… just close enough so she could talk to him one on one.

"Is that what got you so bummed tonight, somebody broke your heart?"

Shrugging once again, Ted pursed his lips. "No… maybe. I mean it's…" Lifting a hand to his face and dragging it down, he groaned.

"It's complicated?" Lay said in her English accent and Ted thought that she talked cute; sure, it wasn't like when Maryse talked to him in her sexy Frech-Canadian accent but then again, Layla wasn't Maryse.

Layla was sweet and easy going while Maryse was more of a hard pill to swallow. She was the kind of person that you had to know first in order to like because the first impression that you would get out of her was that she was an arrogant bitch that would step over everyone to get where she wanted to be. That was the general consensus among more than one of her peers, that she was basically like the character she portrayed but with the volume a bit toned down.

That was what he thought of her at first too, but once they were put together in that fateful storyline he got to know her better and he learned that even though she was as cocky as they came, she wasn't a bitch per see.

Sure, she could pack an attitude from time to time and her obsession with fashion was a bit overwhelming; but overall she was good to be around. She had a weird sense of humor that edged in silliness, her laugh was contagious and well, with time he got sucked into her charm and that was it.

At first he didn't think much of it because he was married, she was with Mike and for that reason he saw the attraction he had for her as nothing more than a natural reaction of being working so close with such a beautiful woman.

So yeah, he liked her, he wasn't going to lie about it now; but back to those days he didn't have it in his plans to act on that attraction because that was plain and simply not his style.

But one good day they were booked to make a series of media appearances on their day off and after spending the entire day together, they ended up kissing.

It didn't go further than that, at least not at first. But after a week passed by they kissed again and the next day too and before he knew it, kissing while nobody was watching became something they would do constantly.

He knew it was wrong, but there was a certain thrill about it that he liked; then the kisses started to become more heated, a little touching was added into the mix and in less than two months they gave into whatever was happening between them and they ended up sleeping together.

But like he said, cheating on his wife and falling head over heels with Maryse wasn't something he had planned, it just happened at that was how his life started to crumble down all around him.

Now, already divorced and several months after that first kiss, he was sitting in a bar wondering if maybe he has been wrong about her and he was seeing good things were there were none.

"She doesn't love me, she never did. She told me that to my face."

And with those words she let him know that she basically used him; with those words she rubbed in his face that she lied to him when she told him that she loved him and that everything they lived together was an illusion that he was stupid enough to believe.

Closing his eyes and parting his lips to let out a sigh, the third generation superstar allowed his hands to fall back to his lap in defeat.

"And you know what the worst part here is? I love her… I would kill and die for her and she doesn't even care. I'm so stupid."

If only she would have kept on with her lie. But no, she decided to hit him where it hurt the most and now, hours after that he was still licking his wounds.

Snorting bitterly and turning around to order another whiskey, Ted blinked his eyes open and wondered how many more shots he needed to stop feeling altogether. "Bartender, give me another one, double."

"So is this all about Maryse?"

Turning back to Layla, Ted arched an eyebrow and looked at her questioningly. How did she know? He has never told anyone about his thing with the blonde Diva, not even to Cody. "She told you?"

Smiling sweetly, Layla crossed her arms to her chest. "Of course not you silly; but you know, Cody once told me that he was almost a hundred percent sure that the two of you were somehow together and well, taking in consideration the way you are now and the fact that she keeps looking your way whenever she has the chance, I just assumed this has to do with something between you."

Shaking his head and his blue eyes moving through the locale, Ted tried to spot his former lover. He found her soon enough, she was sitting in one of the tables with her friends the Bella twins, Nick aka Dolph Ziggler and the woo woo woo guy himself, Zack Ryder, better known as Matt to those who knew him personally.

The only one missing was Mike and for a second he wondered where he was. But that was for a second, because the next thing he wondered was how was it that she was sitting there, looking so perfect and laughing as if she hadn't torn his heart in two that same day.

"She was looking at me?" He slurred, wanting to know because right in that moment she wasn't looking at him; what she was doing was having a good time in her table.

"Come on, let's find Cody and get out of here. You look like you need to breathe some fresh air."

Nodding, Ted got to his feet and put over the counter two twenties. It was more than enough to pay for his drinks plus a tip so he left it at that, but instead of following Layla, what he did was force his feet to the other direction and straight to Maryse's table.

"I want to talk to you." He spat, the tone of his voice making it obvious that he has been drinking.

"Who me?" Matt asked.

Ted didn't even mind him and when Nick said something he didn't mind him either. All his attention was focused on Maryse and on the way her warm hazel eyes grew ten times their size as she sent him a warning glare.

The blonde didn't say anything, in fact, after looking at him she turned her face away and pursed her lips. She was obviously trying to ignore him and that bothered Ted, a lot.

"Ted, don't be stupid now, let's get out of here." Layla said while grabbing him by the arm and trying to pull him out of that spot.

But Ted didn't move an inch. "I don't care that you don't love me, I…"

"Okay, that's enough." Layla said a bit more loudly as she grabbed Ted's chin to force his face to hers. "Let's just get out of here, now."

The group on the table said something and Ted blinked. He was now looking straight into Layla's eyes and for a moment he was very tempted to do as she said and walk out of there.

After all, Maryse told him everything she had to tell him already and he didn't know if he could take another stab to the heart. But as he considered between going out with Layla and staying there to talk his heart out, he spotted Maryse getting up to her feet and walking away with one of the twins.

"You better listen to shorty over there, Ted; get out of here."

That has been Nick and after sending him a quick glance, he willed his legs to move… after Maryse.

"Maryse… wait," He said once he was near enough she turned to him, fury in her eyes and her face flushed.

"Are you out of your mind?" She hissed and her voice was filled only with venom.

"Yes, I'm out of my mind and it's because of you!" He said reproachfully through clenched teeth at the same time that he wanted to grab her by the hair and kiss her until she would like him back.

Couldn't she see what she was doing to him? She was killing him slowly, his heart was bleeding to death and he didn't know what to do anymore. He was desperate.

"I don't want you to come near me ever again, I told you that already so have a little bit of dignity and leave me alone."

Blinking in stupefaction, Ted chuckled. How could she say that to him, to him of all people? "Dignity? How can you even… you know, fuck that and fuck you, Maryse." He growled and arching an eyebrow and nodding, she turned around.

The Bella twin followed her as she stormed out and for a second Ted just stood there, watching. When he reacted, he put his legs into motion once again and walked after her.

"Wait, wait… I didn't mean that." He said, grabbing her by the arm and making her turn back to him. "I'm sorry… I just want to talk to you, please…"

"You are drunk, Ted…" Maryse said looking up at him, her hazel eyes delving deep into his.

Having her like that, so close and looking so pretty made him want to reach for her and just hold her close. They had spent nights like that, just holding to one another while watching a movie or something and he missed that, he missed all of her.

"What's going on here?"

Snarling his lips, Ted looked up and saw Mike walking their way and wrapping an arm around Maryse's waist once he was near enough.

"Nothing," Maryse said coolly while her hand automatically went to rest over her boyfriend's forearm.

Ted watched that in silence, wanting nothing than to punch Mike and rip his arm away right in the spot.

"I wanted to go to the bathroom and I'm dragging Maryse with me, I promise I'll return her soon enough," The Bella said with a laugh while leaning against the loving couple.

"Ladies, they have to do anything in group." Mike said with a laugh, locking his eyes with Ted and taking his arm from Maryse but grabbing her by the hand. Once that was done, he walked towards Ted and shrugged. "Come on, I'll walk you to the door of the bathroom… "Ah, by the way, I like that cologne, Ted. You need to tell Maryse what it's called so she can get it for me." With that said, he pursed his lips, turned around and walked away from him.

Defeated, bummed and more than a little drunk, Ted stood there for a while. He could feel Lay grabbing his hand and trying to move him and he could hear her saying something; but even if he was half aware of her presence, his mind was stuck in Maryse… a woman that many times has been his but that now was nothing but a nice memory of something that never was…