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I woke up in a hotel room. Despite the pounding headache, I woke with a small smile. I laid there for a second before I realized that I was still completely naked. I rolled over. I was completely and utterly alone. Dolph had already woken and wasn't any where to be seen. I looked to the clock, it was already 11:15. I wrapped my body in a bed sheet slipped out of bed to grab some Tylenol. I swallowed them quickly. I found my clothing from last night strewn across the floor, I sighed. A piece of paper caught my eye. It was a note.

Blondie,

I had to take an early flight out for a last minute meeting with creative. I was going to wake you to tell you but you looked so peaceful sleeping. I'll see you at the Raw taping.

Dolph

I couldn't believe he left me here. I was pissed. I felt used somehow. I kicked the end of the bed.

"Motherfucker!" I yelled.

I immediately jumped into the shower. For some reason, with all that pent up anger, I began to cry while shampooing my hair. I sobbed my way through the rest of my shower. I tried to pull myself together before exiting the bathroom. This was unlike me. I unhappily got ready and packed up all of my things. I aggressively through all my belongings into my suitcases and rolled my suitcase out of the hotel and into a cab.

By the time I'd reached the airport, I felt awful. A Hang over and disappointment had taken it's toll. Caffeine and food weren't even doing the trick today. I had an insuppressible feeling…I needed to go home. I didn't want to go to Georgia for RAW a day early. I wanted to be as far away from the WWE as possible as that very moment. I found myself walking towards a ticket desk.

"Hi! What can I do for you?" I perky airport employee asked.

"I'd like to switch my ticket for Atlanta to New York." She nodded and typed into her computer.

"The next flight for New York is leaving in 30 minutes."

"Sounds great." She handed me a ticket and headed for the terminal.

Flash forward five hours. I was pulling up to my two bedroom apartment. I slammed the cab door and stomped up the stairs. I rush of relief overtook me as I stepped into my apartment. It felt good to be home. I usually opted to stay far away from here but today it felt like an oasis. I set my things down and plopped down on my couch. I was a mess.

I decided to do what every girl who is going through an emotional rollercoaster does: watch chick flicks, eat ice cream, and drink wine. Before I knew it, I'd made my way through a bottle of wine, a pint of chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream, Legally Blonde, and P.S. I Love You. I was pretty drunk, stumbling around my apartment. I was in quite a state and I didn't even know exactly why. I mean, my life as of late had been really complicated. Between Zack and Dolph, I'd had my hands full. But for everything going on, I had more happiness in my life since I'd gotten to the WWE than I'd had in a long time. Even though they caused most of the chaos, they always brought a lot of the happiness and fun that had occurred.

I sadly walked into my room and opened a small jewelry box on my dresser. I pulled out the little silver key inside. It was the key to my second bedroom. I walked down the hall to the other bedroom and unlocked it. It was a sad and depressing room to be honest. Zack and I shared this apartment from the moment when we got engaged through our marriage…until he left. When I finally admitted to myself that Zack wasn't coming back, I'd locked every single thing that reminded me of him, the things that he'd left, or that he'd bought me into that room.

My conversation with Zack at the hospital still resonated with me. After all these years, he was still jealous when I was close to another man. I'd be lying if I said that I didn't get jealous of him and Eve when I came to the WWE looking for him. I'd attacked a woman in a hallway! He put it all out there. He wanted to try our marriage again.

It was weird to be in that room again. My wedding dress hung from the closet. Every stuffed animal, every love note, every gift and card all were in that room. It was the history of Zach and I all in one room. A small table held a jewelry box. Inside of it contained every piece of jewelry Zack had ever given to me. My engagement ring and wedding band laid neatly in a ring box within it. I removed them and slid them onto my left hand ring finger. It glistened in the light. I forgot how great they looked on my finger. A tear slid down my cheek. It was hard not to feel like a failure when you separate from your spouse. I got up and left the room, locking it behind me.

I was even more depressed following my Zack room visit. In my intoxicated daze, I decided to have a solo dance party in front of my mirror with a hair brush microphone. I needed to cheer up and this was the way to do it. I was essentially acting like a child in my room. Simple Plan's song "Addicted" came on my Ipod dock. I belted the lyrics enthusiastically. I looked over to my nightstand. My phone was illuminated. I picked up my phone. I let the phone ring and ring on silent. I had a whopping seven missed calls and two messages.

"Hey, Kelsey! It's Natalya. I was just calling to make sure you were alright. You should have checked into the hotel by now for RAW tomorrow. Call me back to let me know you are okay."

"Hi, Kels, this is Zack. Natalya called me worried about you. Where are you? I hope you are okay but I really wish you'd give me a call back soon to let me know for sure."

I deleted the messages and sat down on the edge of my bed. I was essentially going rogue tonight. I knew I shouldn't be home. I knew I should be in Atlanta as scheduled. I got up and opened another bottle of wine. I was another two glasses in when my phone lit up again. I drunkenly answered.

"Hello?"

"Hey Blondie. Where are you?" he asked concerned.

"I'm not in Atlanta." I said simply.

"You are supposed to be in Atlanta, where are you?"

"It's not really any of your business."

"Kelsey, what's wrong?"

"Nothing at all, Dolph. Nothing at all."

"Are you drunk?"

"Are you drunk?" I said letting out a chuckle.

"I'll take that as a yes."

"Whatever Dolph."

"I'll come get you , where are you?"

"Don't bother. You had no concern leaving me hung over in you're fucking bed in California this morning! Why give a shit now Dolph?" I snapped.

"Kelsey…I-I.." He stammered.

"That's what I thought. Good bye Dolph." I hung up.

I picked up my phone. I dialed Natalya's number.

"Kelsey! Thank God!"

"Hello Nat! You seem happy to talk to me!"

"Girl, I have been so worried about you. Where are you?"

"I just- I just decided I wanted to be home right now," I said slurring.

"You are in New York? Kelsey! You are supposed to be in Atlanta!" she said shocked.

"I know. I have a flight out to Atlanta tomorrow, relax!"

"Okay, as long as you're alright."

"I'll be fine."

"Call me when you get in tomorrow, we need to dish!"

"Sounds good, bye."

"Bye."

I hung up. Dolph had tried to call me twice during my call. He left me two messages, both I deleted without listening to. It was late so I decided to take my drunk ass to bed.

I woke up. Hungover. Again. I needed t stop making this a habit. I groaned and walked out into may kitchen/living room area. I surveyed the damage. It looked like a tornado went through it. I defiantly didn't have the time or energy to tackle it today. I decided to take a warm shower. I knew that with my flight getting in a little late, I wouldn't have time to get my hair done at the arena. I dolled myself up and quickly packed up my things.

A few hours later, I was checking into the hotel in Atlanta. I threw my stuff on the floor and headed to Natalya's room as promised. I knocked on Natalya's door.

"Hey Kelsey! You've got some explaining to do!" She said with a smile.

"I know, I do." She let me in and I sat down on the bed. "I'm really sorry I worried you yesterday. I really should of let somebody know where I was."

"You're damn right you should of. But I forgive you." She said smiling.

"Thanks, Nat."

"So what the fuck happened to you? Why weren't you and Dolph on the same flight out here?"

"Well, he left unexpectedly and early yesterday for a meeting with creative. I woke up to find him gone…"

"That's weird…so why the break down yesterday?" She asked softly.

"Well…I-I-I slept with Dolph after the wedding, We were drunk off of our asses but it happened. I woke up naked and alone in a hotel room. It pissed me off, so I went home." I said sadly.

"Holy Shit! You finally slept with him!"

"Did you hear the rest of the story?" I asked sharply.

"Yeah…I'm sorry. He must have a better explanation for what happened."

"I really doubt it, Nat. I'm just done."

"You really need to just sit down and talk this out, Kelsey. Anybody who sees the two of you together knows that he cares a lot about you."

"I don't know if I can…"

"Of course you can. You guys were best friends, attached at the hip! Isn't the friendship worth saving?"

"I guess."

"Then talk to him honey. He's not a bad guy. He's not the man whore that he has the reputation of being."

"I thought he was different too. I just don't know."

"Do whatever feels right." I nodded. I couldn't take this conversation anymore…I had to get out.

"I'm going to go back to my room so I can get my stuff ready for Raw tonight."

"Okay Sweetie. See you at the arena."

I walked out of the room and tried to pull myself together. Tonight was the last RAW before Wrestlemania. It was important and I needed to be on my game.

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