Randy's POV

I cannot believe what I just fucking heard.

Theodore Marvin DiBiase Junior, one of my supposed 'best friends', has just confessed his love to Amy. MY Amy. He knows I love her; he knows that she loves me. But that jackass confessed his love to her anyway.

I have known Ted for a long time now so I always thought in the back of my mind that he may love my girl. I pushed it out of my mind, though, thinking Ted was my boy and he'd never do that to me. I was wrong. Dead wrong. And I swear to god I'm going to kick his ass.

I can easily woo Amy away from Matt; that is no problem. That little high flying douche is nothing compared to me. But Ted? I'm not so sure. Ted is Amy's "number two" as she calls him and I know she has a lot of love in her heart for him. That could easily turn into true love and I can't have that. I swear I'm going to pound Ted's face in. There's only one problem and he's about 6'4" and 320 pounds. Dave will rip me off Ted instantly if I try to thump on Ted, but at this point I don't give a shit.

Ted has just crossed the line and he's damn sure going to regret it. But for now, I need to rest.

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I woke up to the all too familiar sound of Ted serenading Amy. I swear to god he does this fucking shit everyday. And Amy eats it up like a kid with a gallon of ice cream. Dave of course just laughs along. I don't see how the fuck this is funny at all.

"And I'll never forget what you mean to me; Comin' straight from the heart of Ted D-I-B-I-A-S-E. I love you. 'Cause I love you" Ted sang to her. Did he seriously fucking bust out with Vanilla Ice on my woman? And she is honestly out there cracking up? I love that woman, but damn she is way too easily amused sometimes. I've had enough of this shit and the day has just begun. I'm confronting Ted right the fuck now.

"Ted" I bellowed as I came out of my room. "We need to talk…OUTSIDE…NOW."

The three of them looked at each other in total confusion. The smiles they had on their faces were completely gone.

"Um. Okay Randy" Ted stammered. Good he's scared. He should be because I am about to rip him a new asshole. Amy shot Ted a sympathetic look, which just made me even madder. I hate how she is so damn comfortable with him sometimes. It really pisses me off. I walked over to the door with Ted following behind me. With a lot of fear in his eyes, he closed the door behind him. He's in for it now.

"Ted please explain to me…." I started calmly. "WHY THE FUCK YOU WERE TELLING THE WOMAN I LOVE YOU'RE IN LOVE WITH HER?"

He looked like a deer in headlights when I finished my sentence. He probably figured I was going to rip him a new one for waking me up again. But he got something he didn't expect this morning apparently.

"Randy I'm sorry. I can't help how I feel. I just…."

*WHAM*

I just punched Ted right in the face, got on top of him, and started screaming like a mad man as my fists continued to collide with his face. It didn't take long for Amy and Dave to come running out of the room. And like I figured, Dave peeled me off and Amy ran to Ted's aid. Big fucking surprise there.

"WHAT THE FUCK ORTON?" Amy screamed at me as she tried to wake Ted up. He was out cold. I was seething mad, just like I get on tv. But I could tell Amy was a lot madder than I was. I think I just now realized I may have done the wrong thing by the look on her face. She always tells everyone, "Mess with Ted and you'll have to deal with me." I knew I was about to find out the hard way too and I remembered how hard her bitch slap was. I had a terrible feeling I was about to find out how much her fist hurt.

Amy calmly stood up since Ted was awake now and walked towards me with a look of 'I'm going to fucking murder you' etched on her gorgeous face. By this time Dave had let me go. He knew what was coming and he wasn't going to try and stop his bestie either. Oh man. I am so screwed.

*WHAM*

Holy shit that fucking hurt! And it just knocked me on my ass. Amy just punched me right in the jaw. I don't think she broke it, but god damn that hurts! Mike Tyson better watch his back!

"IF YOU EVER, AND I MEAN EVER, PUT YOUR FUCKING HANDS ON MY NUMBER TWO AGAIN ORTON I'M GOING TO PUT YOU IN A FUCKING WHEELCHAIR. DO YOU FUCKING UNDERSTAND ME?" she screamed as she stood over me. Oh man is she fucking pissed. Her normally semi-pale complexion is as red as a bottle of ketchup. Oh god why isn't Dave getting her away from me? Oh yeah he enjoys living. He may be three times her size, but I know he's scared of that fiery temper. I didn't say anything. I just looked at her.

"ORTON YOU ARE THE MOST INSECURE S.O.B. I'VE EVER FUCKING MET" Amy screamed as she got right up in my face, but still hovering over me. Normally I would enjoy her being so close to me. But NOT when she is exploding like a volcano like she is now. She is god damn scary when she's mad! "YOU CAN'T GO AROUND THREATENING GUYS WHO HAVE THE HOTS FOR ME OR PUNCHING THEM EITHER. I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOUR GOD DAMN DEAL IS, BUT I NEED TO GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM THIS SHIT. I'M GOING BACK INTO THAT FUCKING ROOM, PACKING MY BAGS, AND GETTING MY OWN SPACE FOR A WHILE. I FUCKING HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY, ORTON, YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!"

This is not what I wanted at all. Man I really regret punching Ted. Oh geez poor Ted. What the hell have I done? That guy has been my friend forever and I punched him. I just sat there in that hall with my head down. I had no idea Ted and Dave were staring at me.

"You jackass" Dave grunted. "You punched poor Ted here because he loves Amy. Didn't you think that maybe that would piss her off? Do you ever fucking think, Randy? I mean honestly………"

I tuned Dave out almost immediately. His voice sounds like the parents on Charlie Brown to me right now. I screwed up with Amy BIG this time and I know it.

And I'm not so sure if I can fix it.

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Amy's POV

Oh man. I am fucking pissed right now. I am practically throwing my clothes in my suitcases so I can GTFO of here before I kill Randall Keith Orton. I can't believe that son of a bitch punched my Juniorcakes because he loves me. Wait how the fuck did he know that shit? I ran over to my phone and sure enough, I had called Randy last night with my butt. Stupid god damn Blackberry!

"God fucking damn it" I screamed as I chucked my phone across the room. Good thing I got the best insurance possible for that god damn thing. That poor phone takes so much abuse from me. If it was a person, I'd be in jail for spousal abuse.

"Stupid fucking god damn asshole!" I continued to rant and rave as I went around the room, gathering my shit. I'm in such a blind rage right now that I didn't notice my poor Junior standing there, a black eye obviously forming, along with a nice bruise on his jaw. He cleared his throat and I looked up.

"Oh my Junior" I whined as I went over to him, examining the damage. "You poor thing. Here sit down and let me tend to your wounds." Junior just smiled at me and sat down on the bed while I went into the bathroom to get a washcloth. I love Junior and seeing him hurt really hurts me. And pisses me the hell off. I came back out and sat on the bed next to him, cleaning up the cuts on his face.

"Damn wifey. You really snapped" he smiled. "Chuck Liddell should fear your crazy ass."

"Junior I am so pissed at Orton. I was seriously about to end his career in that hallway for putting his hands on you" I seethed. "No one messes with my Junior and gets away with it. Hell fucking no."

"Wifey a man doesn't think clearly when he's in love, you know" Ted chimed in. Is Junior seriously defending Orton right now? The guy just knocked him out a few minutes ago! I love Junior but man he is way too forgiving sometimes. He needs to learn to be a bitch like me. Well not a bitch; maybe an asshole.

"You seem to think clearly, Juniorcakes" I smiled.

"I don't like that smile. Are you planning on killing Orton?" Ted asked me.

"No Junior. I'm smiling because you're my number two and your head is not up your ass like Orton" I chuckled. "Seriously though. He crossed a line this time."

"And wifey?"

"And I don't know if I can forgive him for it."