How Taking Down Legacy Failed

I waited for awhile before I made my way to Shawn's hotel room. When I walked in there, Shawn, John and Hunter were already there waiting for me. John smiled at me; I sent him a small one back. His eyes travelled down what I was wearing after all I didn't have time to change so I was still wearing what I was wearing at the club. He stared with hunger; it made me feel so uncomfortable. I thought we had agreed to stay friends, only friends.

"Ah, you're here" Shawn smiled at me. I nodded. I was a little late because I made sure it didn't look like I have just been crying before I came here. That would have been embarrassing, then I would have had to make up a fake story about why I had been crying.

"Yeah, sorry I'm late, have we got anything so far?" I asked them sitting down next to John. It was the only seat there, it's like he was saving it for me. Once again I felt his stare on me, but I couldn't bring myself to look at him.

"Yes, we have decided to.." Hunter was saying before his phone went off, he looked at the caller ID and went into another room to talk to whoever was on the phone.

"Right, I will show you what we are going to do, one second" Shawn got up and went to another room to get what was part of the idea, leaving me alone with John. Oh god, this is awkward. I turned to him.

"Listen Mickie" He put his hand on my knee, I looked down at his hand and back at his face, he had edged closer to me. Hurry up Shawn and Hunter!

"Last week, our night together" His hand edged higher going onto my thigh, I shifted a little, I didn't like where his hands were going, but I couldn't exactly be rude and shove him off. It was my fault, I led him on.

"It was amazing" His hand edged higher and higher. I just faked smiled and nodded.

"We should do it again sometime" His hand rested on the side of my inner thigh very high up. Wow, John a pervert, who would have thought it.

"John I.." He interrupted me.

"I was wondering if after this you wanted to come back to mine?" He asked, he was putting me in a difficult position.

"If I do, I can't stay long" He nodded and brushed his hand off when Shawn and Hunter came back in. Great, I had to go back to John's, why can't I just say no! I just don't want to hurt his feelings. I will have to make sure Cody isn't following and taking photos this time.

"Ok, this is it" Shawn said holding up a picture of Randy kissing me in the ring. I looked at them both confused, John glared at the picture.

"What about it?" I asked.

"Well maybe we can use you as bait" He said, I narrowed my brows.

"Bait?"

"Yeah, when he sees you in the ring, he comes down, that's when we attack" To me it was a stupid plan, but how was I suppose to say that, I just nodded.

"If that plan fails, we don't know what else to do because me and Shawn want to go for the tag team titles and John has to defend his title" Hunter said.

"So if that fails, we give up? We are suppose to take him down and you guys want to give up after the first try?!" I asked them.

"We can't keep trying Mickie, we have other things to sort out to" Shawn replied.

I should be happy! I don't want to take Legacy down, not anymore.

The next part of the meeting was talking about how we are going to have to wait till Raw to plan our next move as we don't know what Randy will do. I was hoping the meeting would last longer so I didn't have to go back to John's. It ended pretty quickly, John took me back to his, I was really nervous, I didn't know what he had in mind for us to do, I was definitely not going to sleep with him again.

He sat me down and brought out some alcohol. What was he trying to do? Get me drunk? I didn't have any, but he drank a lot. It didn't take him longer to get drunk.

"I think we should dance!" He pulled me up and put on some grinding music and basically shoved me into his mid section, he moaned my name. I went and turned off the music.

"John, I can't do this" I told him, he grabbed my ass and forced me to sit on his lap. I sighed.

"I really like you Mickie" He slurred.

"John, please, I've got to go" Why did I always find guys being pervy to me a turn on!? I mean I don't fancy John, but I liked what he was doing.

"I'm tired" He mumbled, I pulled him up and pushed him onto his bed. He took off his shirt, I was about to leave when he grabbed my hand.

"Join me" He said. I didn't get to reply, he already pulled me onto his bed. I fell on top of him.

"Well ello love" He said in a bad British accent.

"Oh John" I shook my head.

"I love the fact you want to take control, but I like being on top" He rolled over so he was laying on me. I tried to role out from underneath him, but I couldn't, but in the end, I didn't need to. He fell asleep on my chest. Though it was a struggle, I managed to get him off me and I was able to return back to my own hotel room.

I was lying in bed, I couldn't sleep, I just kept thinking about all the things Randy said to me. I don't know why it affected me so badly. Soon it will be Raw and we are going to make our first move on destroying Legacy, but I don't want Randy to be more pissed off with me then he is already. I have no idea what my next move is going to be. My eyes must have circled my whole room at least five times, I was tired, but I just couldn't sleep. I suddenly heard someone outside my door.

"Mickie" I heard a mumble, I turned on the lights and opened the door. There was Randy, he was drunk. This reminded me of the first time he came into my room drunk and I made him sleep on the floor. This time, he looked like hell. His shirt was ripped a bit, he had lipstick on his cheek, ouch and he just looked a mess. He stumbled into my room and leaned on the table.

"Randy, what are you doing here?" I asked him, I went over to help support him as he was loosing his balance.

"I need to see you" He mumbled and slurred. His breath stuck of alcohol, I scrunched up my nose.

"That's cute" He touched my nose, I pushed him away, he fell on my bed.

"What do you want?" I said, he looked at me and got comfy.

"I want to say, I came here to say, " He sang the sorry part before hiccupping. I stood there with my arms crossed.

"Come sit Mickie" He tugged at my hand and I fell next to him.

"You know, you're really pretty" He said cheekily, I playfully pushed him, he tried to playfully push me, but rolled so he was on top of me. I tried to push him off, but he was too heavy.

"Randy get off me!" I squealed.

"C'mon Mickie, nobodies looking" He started kissing me, I turned my head, I rolled out from under him. He growled.

"If that's what you came here for, you can just leave now" I snapped at him, he got up and held my hand.

"No, it wasn't that, look Mickie, I wanted to say sorry, I didn't mean what I said, I really didn't, please forgive me, pretty please! Oh please Mickie! Please with sugar crumbs" He rested his head on my shoulder. This was making me feel so much guiltier because of the plan to start destroying them.

"You don't mean that, you're drunk Randy, go home" I pushed him away, he pulled me close to him again.

"No, no, no, no, no" I put my hand over his mouth to stop him from uttering another no. I took my hand off his mouth.

"My night was wicked" He slurred.

"I don't know about that, but coming up with evil scheme was err pretty rocking" I replied.

"That beats drinking and women" He said as if I was a freak.

"I was being sarcastic" I said as if he was stupid.

"Well, I guess, but then thought, wait, sarcasm, that takes some intelligence, from Mickie? I must be imagining things" Whoa, he was a mean/lovely drunk. Mean by saying that, nice by saying that he thought I was pretty.

"Wow, Randy being funny? That's a first, I must be imagining things too" I insulted back.

"Did you see me yesterday!?" He asked me, I decided to go along with it and see where it takes me.

"Err sure!" I lied.

"Why didn't you say hi! biatch!" Randy just called me biatch? That's extremely odd.

"I couldn't say hi" I replied.

"Why not!" He demanded, I thought for a second.

"1. I didn't know if it was you

2.I was across the road and

3. You're mean to me" If he believes this, then he must believe anything.

"Three good points" He stroked his chin.

"I thought so" I replied.

"1. Roads can be crossed,

2. You have my number and could've text to ask if it was me,

3. I clearly stated afterwards I was joking" He smiled.

"You may have three good points, but I have three better ones" He didn't know that all this was fake, I didn't really see him, I just wanted to see where he had been yesterday as I haven't seen him around.

"Ok, 1. It could have been crossed, but it was effort!

2. I didn't know anyone in the so it would of been awkward and

3. I have 30p of credit and

4. You didn't say you were joking, you've been generally pissed off with me for the past few days!" I replied, making good points of my own.

"1. I'm worth 30p,

2. I'm worth the effort of crossing the road and

3. Meet new people" He taunted me, I rolled my eyes, I didn't even see him!

"You wouldn't even have spoken to me! You would have ignored me and I would have embarrassed you" I teased back.

"No, if you embarrassed me, I would say, Hi Mickie, how are you? Then I would of explained to the people I was with that you have mental problems" He was kind of good with the comebacks when he is drunk.

"I would explain how we met at the mental institution" I smirked at him.

"I'd say you have a history of hallucinations" That was a good one.

"I didn't even see you yesterday!"

"Y-you lied to me?!" He gasped. He was quite cute drunk.

"I'm afraid so" I replied.

"Betrayal! Betrayal!" He started yelling at me. I put my hand on his mouth to stop him from yelling more.

"Betrayal" He mumbled against my hand.

"Are you going to stop?" I asked him. He didn't reply. My hand suddenly felt wet.

"Oh Randy, that is gross" I wiped my hand down his t-shirt.

"I'm only gonna break break break break your heart" Randy sang, he then turned to me. "Oh wait, you should be the one singing that to me! You broke my heart! Betrayal!" He started yelling betrayal again.

"Shut up!" I yelled at him, he starred at me in shock.

"Y-you yelled at me?" He asked, his bottom lip quivered. He was a weird drunk. I nodded. He got up and headed for the door. "I'm telling!" He stumbled and landed on the floor.

"Owwwww, Nurse Mickie" He whined, I wish I had my camera. I kneeled by his side.

"Kiss it better! It hurts!" He whined.

"Where?" He tapped his lips. AW, he was so cute! I should keep him drunk! "And here" He tapped his heart.

He made me feel so guilty.

"C'mon lets get you up onto the bed" I stood up and tried to pull him up, but he was too heavy.

"Are you trying to seduce me?" He asked and gave me a drunken grin.

"Would you prefer to stay on the floor?" I retorted. He shrugged.

"I don't care where we do it as long as we do it!" He slurred.

"Randy, I'm not trying to seduce you"

"That's what they all say!" He replied winking at me. I was still struggling to pull him up.

"Can you put in some effort to get up?! Your not exactly the lightest guy you know!" He gasped at me. What now?!

"What?" I asked him.

"Are you calling me fat?" I let go of his hand and just laid on the bed. It seemed to work, Randy got up and laid down next to me.

"Your not a whore Mikster" He looked at me, I closed my eyes, but only because I was so tired, I was trying not to fall asleep.

"Oh I'm sorry am I boring you?!" He said sounding insulting.

"No I'm just tired" I replied, opening my eyes.

"Oh so your not up for.. You know.." He wiggled his brows.

"Why are you talking to me like nothings happened? After what you said last night" I said to him. He looked at me and sighed, he started playing with my hair. I just starred at him.

"I didn't mean it, in fact I think I love…" He suddenly fell forwards onto me, I was trapped underneath his body. What was he going to say? He loves..was he going to say he loves me?! Worse timing! I rolled him off of me. Looks like he was going to have to stay the night again, maybe we could talk again in the morning.

*In the morning*

I woke up to find Randy gone. At first I thought it was a dream him coming here, but he had left one shoe behind so I knew it was real. I ran my fingers through my hair. Does he remember anything last night? When did he leave? Does this mean we are on good terms?

I'm so confused, I just hope that I will be able to talk to him during Raw.

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