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I looked at Alex, who was searching for his words. I didn't know if I wanted to hear what he had to say. I was just getting out of the drama produced in my life; I didn't need it to start all over again. I knew it was a bad idea coming to a TNA taping, not to mention what would happen if Vince found out. I'm sure Legacy won't get in to much trouble, being how much Vince admires Randy, I can tell, I've seen his paycheck. Vince is also high on Cody and Ted, so that leaves them safe because they're aligned with Randy. As for me? Vince probably just sees me as some 'diva' that is easily replaced. Although if he does decide to release me, I won't be going down without a fight – I won't hesitate to give that man a piece of my mind; but then again, when don't I?

I could feel a lump forming in my throat. Alex extended his arm out to place a hand on my shoulder but I immediately jerked my shoulder away. I wasn't in the mood for some soap opera scene. I wanted to just walk away, although a part of me was hanging to hear what he was about to say. "What do you want to talk about?" I repeated, trying my best to stay patient. I wasn't one for this angst crap, especially when it's freezing outside. Alex scratched the back of his neck momentarily before looking up at me, an unreadable expression crossed on his features.

"Shouldn't I be the one asking the questions around here?" His tone was sour, almost like he was hissing at me. I was slightly taken aback. I narrowed my eyes at him and opened my mouth to speak only for him to interrupt me. "What are you doing here? You don't belong here anymore and why the fuck would you bring, them here." He hissed at me again, spitting at the word.

I snorted and folded my arms over my chest. "Why is it any of your concern?" I questioned, returning the sourness. "I'm just here as a regular audience member." I state innocently. "Although, by the looks of those crowds, you could use a few more." I fired. His expressed dropped, he was speechless. Sure it was a low blow, but he had it coming.

There was a long silence and I was about to leave, but Alex finally retorted to saying something. "Wow, aren't you real loyal. Christy, if I don't remember correctly who came crawling to TNA, when they weren't pleased with being at WWE? Huh." Alex fired back at me. Oh that was low. I clenched my jaw and was ready to smack him across the face, but I hesitated.

"Is that all you wanted to tell me? Huh, remind me of the past? Because if you didn't notice, I'm quite happy to be away from you and TNA. Now if that's all, I have to go." I gritted my teeth and turned on my heel and made my way over to the car.

I heard Alex sigh but thought nothing of it. "Christy, wait." He called. I thought of stopping but I decided to keep walking. I didn't want to speak to him. Finally he caught up with me and stood in front of me. I rolled my eyes and tried to move around him, but he just moved in front of me. "Christy, are you with Randy?" He asked in a somewhat sincere tone. I narrowed my eyes at me.

"Oh and that's so your business?" I questioned in a sarcastic tone, my arms still folded over my chest. Alex opened his mouth but I didn't let him speak. "I honestly don't give a fuck Alex. This will be the last time I come to a TNA show, don't you worry." I sighed and tried to walk around him but he wouldn't allow me.

"Christy, just hear me out. I have something I really want to tell you." I stared up at him. He was being sincere, I knew that much. This was a rare moment; the Alex Shelly I knew was never sincere. I gestured for him to continue. "I want you to break up with Randy." He stated bluntly. My jaw dropped. I was actually speechless. How dare he ask me to do that? What an ass! I considered slapping him senseless, but I decided against. What if Vince or the wrestling sites found out? Actually, that wouldn't be half bad. I could see the headline now, 'TNA STAR, ALEX SHELLY GETS BEATEN SENSELESS BY FORMER KO AND CURRENT DIVA, CHRISTY HEMME!' Oh how tempting that is.

"Alex…" I struggled with my words I was so shocked. How could he just ask me something like that? "How dare you… ask me something like that? I care about Randy and you have no right in asking that. I have to go." I shook my head and try to move around him, but he won't let me. I was getting frustrated. "Let me past Alex." I say in a low tone.

"After you answer one question." He asks in a quiet tone. I hesitate but eventually nod my head. "Do you love Randy?" Way to be subtle, Alex. To say I was shocked was an understatement. What kind of question was that? 'Do you love Randy?' I mean, come on. Why don't I ask him, 'Do you love your mother, Alex?' Okay, so maybe it's not the same, but you're catching my drift.

"Excuse me?" I narrow my eyes at him. I'm speechless. "You heard me." Alex says dryly, his arms folded. Why did it concern him so damn much? I took a deep breath in. Whoa, wait a minute. Why haven't I answered him yet? A small smirk was growing on his lips. I smirked to myself. This was going to wipe that smirk right off his face. "Yes." I said slowly, leaning towards Alex as I spoke the word. Alex's expression dropped.

"I don't believe you." He stated in a low toe, shaking his head lightly. I snorted, rolling my eyes. "Well you should because it's true." I explained. Alex eyed me suspiciously, like he didn't believe me. Which was impossible, because I do love Randy. "Now I've really got to go. Goodbye, Alex." I sighed and pushed past him. Unsurprisingly he let me push past him. The car park was mildly dark, although there was streetlamps and a whole lot of wrestlers getting in and out of their cars.

"Christy." I heard a voice say. I couldn't make out the tone, so I thought it was just Alex again. I decided to ignore it and keep walking, my pace picking up. "Christy." The voice repeated, seemingly closer. Someone grasped my arm and spun me around to face them. I jumped when I saw it was Chris. Oh great, was he here to question my relationship as well?

"Look Chris, I have to go." I stated, jerking my arm out of his grasp, but his hold was too strong. "Chris. Please." I asked politely. He released my arm and I shot him a small smile. I turned on my heel and walked away, my head bowing low.

"He loves you." I heard Chris call out from behind me. This caused me to freeze. "Excuse Me?" I asked in confusion. "What are you on about Chris?" I continued, turning and making my way over to him.

He rolled his eyes. "Alex." He sighed. I was definitely taken aback by that. "W-what?" I shuttered. I was stunned, to say the least. Alex and I dated for three years. We were as serious as a non-married couple could get. At one point I thought he was going to propose, after being told by the whole locker room that he was, I ended our relationship. We told each other we loved each other, but honestly, I didn't always mean it. There was only one man I truly loved and that was Randy. I never told Alex, because I cared too much about him and I could never do that to him. After I broke it off with him I left TNA. A few months past before Vince contacted me and I joined WWE. Alex and I haven't spoken since, neither have Chris and I.

"Don't act like it's some big surprise Christy, he's always loved you." Chris said bitterly. "Did you even love him?" Chris asked. Oh great. What was I suppose to tell him? 'No, I never loved your best friend and my ex-boyfriend, I only told him I did so I didn't hurt his feelings?' I don't think so. My eyes were glued to the floor as I tried to find the right words. After a momentary silence, I looked up at Chris and sighed. I shook my head lightly.

"You're such a heartless, bitch Christy." Chris hissed, shaking his head at me in shame. He let out a scoff as he eyes me up and down disgust. Chris eventually turned and walked away, shaking his head. I could feel tears welling in my eyes. I watched as Chris' figure grew smaller and smaller, eventually fading. Why did his words have such an impact on me? I made my way over to the car, once I had dried my tears. As I opened my door and stepped into the car, the trio looked at me. Obviously aware I was crying.

"Alright, what did that little punk do to you? Cos I swear, I will break every bone in his body." Randy threatened, his teeth gritted.

I shook my head lightly. "No, please don't. I just want to go." I said in a low tone. Randy hesitated but eventually obeyed. I wiped my eyes. The car fell absolutely silent for a good five minutes…

Until…

"Can we get some McDonalds?" asked Ted. "I'm starving!"