How Taking Down Legacy Failed

Mickie's P.O.V

"Still here, James?" Randy asked me, his head tilted and a slight smile on his lips as he surveyed me. I tried to ignore the shiver that ran up my spine or how I could feel my heart beating out of my chest.

"You said I could stay" I replied coolly trying not to look at him or show how much he was getting to me. I just couldn't believe this was my Randy.

"Maybe, I've changed my mind"

"Well that's too bad" He raised a brow at me. "Because I'm not going anywhere" I said to him challengingly. His eyes moved over me. Over the day, he had tried everything to get me to leave, he picked on me for everything I did, trying to provoke me and cause even more fear. Yes I was scared, but no way was I backing down. I knew Randy was somewhere under the monster laying on the surface.

"Should I just kick you and out now and be done with it? I don't fancy people waiting my time."

"Excuse me?" I starred at him in disgust. "Me wasting your time? You're the one who keeps this up, I'd say its you who's wasting my time" I spat at him.

"Impressive" He spoke. "I'll just have to try even harder"

"Do what you want, I don't care"

"Really?" He said, a smirk forming to his lips. He held up my necklace, my hand instantly went to my neck. It's the one he gave me, for Christmas, it was my favourite necklace.

"Don't" My lip trembled as I tried to keep it together.

"I thought you didn't care" He replied, he held up my necklace, and pulled on the string, letting each pearl fall to the ground. His eyes met mine and he smiled at me, a sickening smile, twist that was full of triumph and smugness.

The beads shattered to the floor. "Do you care now?" Why was he doing this to me? I starred down at the necklace, I blinked back the tears, I didn't want him to break me and I didn't want him to know. "Aww, are you going to cry?" He taunted, he watched me for a few more seconds, before he strode away, satisfied that he had managed to break me.

My hands shook with anger, I bent down to the ground trying to gather up all of my beads, but it was no use, it was broken. I got up and wiped my eyes. I was not going to be treated this way. Randy slowly turned, registering that I was no longer on the ground. "Haven't you had enough?" He smirked.

"I am not going anywhere, you can do whatever you like to me, I am not backing down" A nasty sneered came upon his mouth showing that he did not like my response. "I guess picking on women, must make you feel like a really big man, huh?"

"I'll make you regret that, I can promise you that" He spat his words at me.

"You're wasting your time, your just going to prove to me how pathetic you are" I sneered at him. I placed my hands on his chest and shoved him away from me, when I went to get past; he grabbed my wrist again, so I raised my hand and smacked him round his face.

Ted's P.O.V

Randy was in the middle of a serious temper tantrum. Mickie had slapped the scariest creature known to man, the viper. Becky and Mickie were with Hayden in Mickie's room. We had to quickly get Mickie away because who knows what Randy would have done if we didn't, I'd never seen him so angry. Me, Cody and Randy were in the lounge. Me and Cody were trying to calm Randy down "Who the fuck does she think she is?" He raged pacing the floor, looking towards her bedroom.

"She was just standing up for herself" Cody objected, but Randy sent him one glance and it shut him right up.

"Who does she think she is?" He hissed. "Some diva has the nerve to slap me; I'll make sure she regrets that"

"Man, you should just leave her be" I couldn't help it; the words just came out of my mouth.

"Leave her be?" He spat.

"She has been going through a lot lately; she was just probably acting out on that"

"Ted's right, maybe you should just let her get away with it" Cody spoke up, backing me up.

"I don't let anyone get away with disrespecting me, much less a diva" His mouth curled up in a cruel snarl. "I'll make her regret it" He started to walk away from us.

"You can't do that!" I called after him.

"Watch me" He hissed back.

Randy's P.O.V

I watched her rattling round the kitchen for her son's bottle, my sister was going on about something, but I was just focused on the diva. I was all up for going to ruin her, but seeing her, I stopped. Me and her had I guess you could say a confrontation.

There was something about her, I could see courage, she's the only one, who doesn't back down to me. I guess you could say that it does impress me. In mid sentence, I got up and left Becky, I heard her huff, but I didn't care.

Something about this diva interested me, my body craved to be near her. I entered the small kitchen area of the hotel room, I knew she sensed I was there and she froze a little before trying to carry on as if I wasn't there. I closed my eyes and took her scent in, her smell was so familiar, so intoxicating, I stepped closer placing my hands on the kitchen bar, I turned my head and I just watched her. She avoided my eye contact and I sensed it. "Who's the father?" I asked her curiously. She stopped what she was doing and turned her head to me, she starred at me for a couple of seconds, the way I did to her, as if she was thinking about what she was about to say.

"W-what?" I licked my lips and watched her. What I did to her, I suppose it was harsh, but she does need to learn her place, I am not giving up that easily.

"Your son's father, someone I know?" I rolled my eyes a little, of course it was someone I knew, she was a diva, and it's what is expected of them, what makes her different?

Once again it was like she was thinking of her answer before saying it out loud. "No" She answered simply, but didn't turn her attention else where. I don't know what it was, I felt the urge to be close to her, I didn't understand what was going on, that head injury must of affected me because this has never happened to me, I've never felt this close to a person I didn't hardly know. Without even realising it, I pressed myself into her; the glass she was holding slipped from her hand and shattered on the floor. "W-what are you doing?" She squeaked out.

I had taken her and myself by surprise. I was barely in control of my actions, her eyes darkened with something I've never seen before, I didn't quite understand it, but I knew I didn't want to stop. "Don't say another word" I hissed in her ear, my lips grazing her earlobe before settling in the crook of her neck. She didn't move for a few seconds, I was going to go further as she didn't protest, but then she attempted to walk away.

I grabbed her arm and pulled her back to me, our bodies were touching again. I slowly released my grasp on her arm and slid my hand around her waist. With my other free hand, I slowly ran it up her arm, her shoulder and let it rest on the back of her neck. I didn't know what I was doing; I just wanted to touch her. But then, I felt a sharp sting against the top of my head and I fell to the ground, clutching my skull in pain. I turned back to see my her standing over me. I

couldn't hear her speak, but I know she was calling out for help, she sat down beside me, her face began to blur, but I didn't want it to, I squinted my eyes to try and see her more clearer, I don't know what it was, but I needed to see her face, I just need to, what the fuck is wrong with me? When did some diva suddenly matter to me? I was barely able to see her when the world around me darkened.

Mickie's P.O.V

Ted and Cody helped me put Randy into his own bed. We rang the doctor, all ready to call an ambulance out, but he told us that this was normal, having dizzy spells when something familiar is happening to him. I sat on the side of his bed and watched him, just wanting to crawl up right beside him. "You think he remembered?" Ted asked from the doorway.

I shook my head. "I think maybe being close to be again, felt familiar, overwhelming, but he can't think why it feels that way"

"He really still is like Randy, you know"

"How?" I asked him, my eyes not leaving Randy's unconscious body.

"He can't keep his eyes off you, just like the other Randy" I felt the tears threatening to build up again as Ted said that, I stood up and looked up, keeping the tears in.

"Mickie…." Randy mumbled in his sleep, turning over in the bed.

"If this Randy likes me….then why does he treat me this way?"

"It's how Randy treats all his women, they don't mean much to him so when he does like someone for real, he doesn't know how to act" Ted replied. "He is used to women falling at his feet, you don't do that, I think that's what he likes about you"

"He wanted to know who Hayden's father is" I told Ted, I pushed him gently out of Randy's room and closed the door so that if by chance Randy does wake up tonight, he wouldn't hear us.

"What did you tell him?" Ted asked.

"That it was no one he knows" I leaned again Randy's door. "How could he not remember his own son Ted?"

"I wish I knew Mickie, then I could fix this" He sighed and pulled me into a hug, "He will remember Mickie, may not be today, tomorrow, next week, but he will"

"I miss him so much Ted, I miss him telling me he loves me, teasing him about being a snake, just the little things that I just can't shake off, I miss talking to him" With every word my chest got tighter. "I can't believe this is happening, I don't want to believe this is happening" Hayden started to cry which was I what I felt like doing so myself. "It's ok baby, it's ok, mommy's here" I whispered to him.

"I wish there was more I could do baby" Ted moved the hair out of my face.

"Just listening helps" I pulled away, I kissed Ted's cheek and went into my own room, Hayden had fallen asleep in my arms so all I needed to do was to put him in his crib. I starred long and hard at the empty bed. I felt so lonely without Randy, I'm so used to him being here, being around that when he is gone, and I feel lost. I wanted to crawl into Randy's bed and for him to just put his arm around me and hold me, like he used to. He'd stir or grunt when I tried to move out of the bed, I even miss his snoring. I sat on the edge not wanting to sleep without Randy to cuddle up beside. My mouth went dry and my eyes watered. I breathed out and wiped my eye, my mouth curling up as I tried to stop the tears. This time, Randy wouldn't come in and lie next to me. I continued to sit on the edge of the bed, as if I were actually waiting for him I curled up and I just cried. My cries were muffled by the pillow I was holding, I knew by now that I couldn't keep it all in, I cried for as long as I needed to.

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