How Taking Down Legacy Failed

Mickie's P.O.V

I woke up in my bed and had no idea how I got there. I remembered fainting, the hospital and part of the car ride. I looked around for Hayden and panicked when I couldn't see him; I jumped out of bed and ran to the lounge. Only Mandy and Randy were there, what the hell was she doing here? There was a huge fear in my chest that now he had lost his memory, should we try and get back with him, but they were sitting apart. "Where's Hayden?"

Randy looked over at me, but didn't say anything. Mandy hopped up and walked over to me. "Becky took him out, Randy's parents wanted to see him, remember?" She whispered to me so that Randy couldn't hear. It all hit me that today was there time to visit, with everything that was going on, I forgot all about it. "Can we talk?" She asked me, which surprised me a little, I nodded and sat down on the couch, she sat down opposite me. "So….I met this guy" I was taken back by this, surprised she wanted to talk to me about a guy she had met, but at least this reassures me she will stay the hell away from Randy.

"In the WWE?" I asked her. She nodded and smiled. "Well, who is he?" Is it wrong that I felt so relieved in hearing she had met another guy, as long as not Sheamus, I don't think we have a problem here!

"You might know him, he certainly knows you" Mandy grinned; I ran a list of suspects through my head. "It's Justin"

"Justin?" I chocked. "As in Justin Gabriel? Nexus Gabriel?" .'t. What is it with this girl trying to steal my men! Justin and Sheamus, along with Randy are forbidden.

"Yes! He is so sweet and we going out again tomorrow night" First Sheamus gets taken away from me and now Justin! Oh cruel fate, wait until Ted finds out about this! He will freak.

I looked over at Randy, having Justin to distract her will keep her away. "That sounds great, he's a really good guy" I smiled at her. Justin? Sweet? HA!

"Yeah, you two are close aren't you?"

"Me and Justin? Oh we're closer then close" I stated as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

"Oh that's cool" She smiled. Yes he is!

Later

I came out from the bedroom after putting Hayden down to sleep. "Where's Randy?" I asked, noticing he was no longer in the room.

"He went out"

"Where?"

"I don't think he said"

"Oh" I knew I was disappointed, despite the fact he acts like a complete asshole, I still liked seeing him.

"Mickie! Mickie! Check this out!" Ted called me over to him. He was on his laptop; I leaned over him to see what he was looking at. "Do you know Justin?"

"I am aware of my lover yes"

"Well, I just found out, his name isn't Justin at all! It's Paul Lloyd Jr!" Ted told me, my jaw dropped.

"WHAT! You're lying!"

"No it's true!"

"But I wanted to become Mickie Gabriel! Not Mickie Lloyd! This is a disaster! Out of the way Dibiase" I pushed him away and took his laptop for myself.

"Baby, I do believe that is mine" Ted struggled to take the laptop away from me.

"I do believe it's also your tooth brush Cody is using to clean the toilet" I replied.

"WHAT?" He went into the kitchen, pulled out a spatula and went into the bathroom. I heard Cody scream, oh dear, what did Ted just walk into. Becky just grinned looking over from the couch.

I searched around on Ted's laptop, I hacked his twitter again. I checked to see what people have written to him, someone had sent him a picture. I clicked on it to see that it was a picture of Ted, Lillian and…SHEAMUS? Ted raced out of the bathroom. "You have some explaining to do asshole"

"You're the one who sent me in there when Cody was showering! It's you who has explaining to do baby" I showed him the picture. "Oh….oh yes, that I can explain"

"Your sleeping with him, aren't you!"

"I am not!"

"The evidence is right there!" I pointed at the picture, even though it was just a picture of them standing there. "And your twitter proves it"

"My twitter proves noth-" He stopped. "What have you done?" He shoved me out of the way and looked at his twitter. "Never experimenting again. Damn my arse hurts. . . From now on its only women" Ted recited what I had tweeted from his account, I tried to keep a straight face.

"Aha! A full confession!"

Randy's P.O.V

I had gotten away, I needed to know I could have this feeling with someone else and all it would be was that I wanted to fuck the diva and that's all. What better place to look then the bar? I sat down and ordered a beer and waited for my prey. It wasn't long till a blonde came my way, I would have preferred a brunette, but I suppose I can't be picky. Also she had blue eyes…I would of preferred brown ones, like the diva ha-, I sighed realising what I just did. I'm even comparing women to her now. "So am I a loser for coming to the bar myself?" She giggled at me.

I forced myself to chuckle as if I found her the littlest bit amusing, but I didn't. "No because then I'd be referring to myself as a loser" I replied, taking a sip of my beer. It was hard to act interested in her when I couldn't get the image of the diva out of my head.

"So I haven't seen you around here before, what's your name?" I noticed her top lining fell slightly giving me a view of her cleavage, which I suppose that's what she wanted.

"Randy" I told her.

"Nikki" She smiled back at me. You're kidding. Figures, it had to rhyme with Mickie, it was like another sign that this was wrong. I needed to prove myself. "So you don't seem like the guy who beats around the bush, wanna just get out of here?"

All I had to do was say yes, but I couldn't because, I didn't want to, I didn't want her and the thought of going actually with her made me feel as if I were cheating on Mickie.

"No" I replied coolly, I got up and walked away, not even looking back, I didn't care about Nikki, I just needed to see…her. I didn't even try with a brunette, I knew I would feel the same. I was mentally stabbing myself for not being able to do anything. I walked in the room to find everyone was asleep, I slumped myself on the couch and sighed, I looked towards Mickie's room. I heard something, was someone in there with her? I didn't think, I just got up and slowly opened the door.

There was the diva sleeping peacefully….beautifully. I looked towards the cradle next to her bed, it was her kid that was the stirring that I heard. Without even thinking, I walked over to the crib and picked up her son. Holding him in my arms, trying to get him back to sleep. I realised this was the normal time he would wake up for a feed, I heard Mickie most nights. I watched her for a little while longer, taking in the view in front of me. Resisting to lie down next to her and pull her body into mine. I shook my head and took Hayden into the kitchen, she prepares the bottles earlier, I opened the fridge and there was one ready to use.

Mickie's P.O.V

My eyes fluttered open and I looked beside me, it was a reflex, whenever I woke up, I would see if Hayden was ok, only I couldn't see this time, because he wasn't there. I jumped up and pushed his blanket out of the way, ok, don't panic, maybe Ted, Cody or Becky heard him stirring. I ran out to the lounge, I followed the light that was coming from the kitchen.

It wasn't Ted, Cody or Becky, but what shocked me the most was that it was Randy…

"Sorry, I heard him stirring" Randy spoke quietly when he noticed I was there. I didn't mind at all, he was his father after all, even if he didn't know it. "He's done"

"How long have you been up?" I asked him.

"About an hour, it was hard to get him settled" Randy replied slowly, passing Hayden back to me. I returned Hayden to his crib and went out to make a fresh bottle for the morning. I noticed Randy was still there, watching me. I sorted out the new bottle and turned to face Randy. He had stepped closer, I looked down to what I was wearing, my shorts and my bra, I blushed furiously and tried to pass Randy, only he pushed me back.

His hands were rough, trapping me in place, I could feel myself being crushed into the kitchen counter, I should be mad, but I couldn't muster enough hatred to stop him. I glared into his icy blue eyes, I knew he was thinking what his next move would be. It felt as if I was cheating on Randy, with himself, I slowly sunk into his touch, melting into his strong arms. He was only holding me with one hand, resting on my lower back, my chest up against his, I was simply giving into the temptation. "Not putting much of a fight now, are you?" He whispered, gazing down at my lips. "Neither am I" had He breathed out. The corner of his lips, twitched into a smile, enjoying my writhing beneath his touch.

I opened my mouth to speak, not having a clue what I was going to say, anything, everything, I wanted to tell him the truth, but I found no words came out. His eyes were still focused on my lips as if he was debating with himself whether it's worth the risk, I knew he was curious, he was now watching his hand as it slid over me again, brushing against my thigh, "I'm suppose to hate you" He told me, searching my eyes for a response. "What should some diva matter to me?" He asked rhetorically. I closed my eyes as his hand slid even higher. "I've never felt this…" He stopped. "I need to know" He continued, he pushed the remaining hair out of my face, I knew he was nervous, he didn't want to fall for anyone, let alone me.

Randy's P.O.V

I loved the feeling of her, her thighs, her body, her waist, I loved her smell, here she was, in my arms, I needed to know whether it was just a good fuck I wanted with her, or more. I prayed in my head that it was just a good fuck, because if not I'm screwed. I knew what would happen if it was more, I wouldn't be able to stay away, I would become protective and possessive, worse than I already am if she were mine. She didn't say anything, I don't think she could. I pushed her harder against the counter, holding her in place, I needed to know, before she could protest, I inched my lips closer to hers, just do it, get it over with. I pushed my lips against hers and as soon as I did, I backed away. Oh fuck. Something only a second long, was….I closed my eyes, I wanted more and I knew it. I looked back at her, she was still holding onto the wall, I could easily get to her now. I slithered back over to her, pushing my lips again onto hers. I kissed her slowly, making myself quiver with pleasure. I kissed her deeper and deeper, trying to taste everything she had to offer. Once again, I backed away from her, facing away from her. Was I really going to do this? I knew once I get more into it, I wouldn't be able to turn away. I heard a footstep, I spun around to see she had stepped off the position I left her in. "No, come on Mickie, stay," I grabbed her arm and pulled her to me. I shocked myself with this action, I had actually called her by her name instead of the diva, she didn't protest to get out of my grasp.

"This is wrong Randy" She muttered looking away from me. "You don't want this" I tried to convince her otherwise, I was desperate to keep her from leaving my grasp. She snapped from her trance and pushed me away, the feeling of emptiness and sadness passed over me when she did. Why the fuck was I feeling this? Why was she pushing me away?

She silently cursed herself, maybe she was like me, not wanting to feel this way about anything…or anyone. I wrapped my arms around her body, her back pushed up against my chest, I needed her to stay facing away because if she would face me, I would completely lose my sanity. She pulled away from me again, but this time to face me. "What is it you want?" Her vulnerable eyes looked up at me, I found it hard to control myself.

"I think you know the answer to that" She must know, I knew she knew, I could sense it. She understood. "And you want the same thing" I said confidently. She wanted me maybe not as much as I wanted her, but she was finding it difficult to resist as well.

"Why can't you just admit it to yourself? That you might actually care for someone" Her question took me back, I did care for her, didn't I? It was like this diva had me under some sort of spell, it has been too long since I'd…but not this much.

I buried my face into her hair, taking in once again her scent. I whispered into her ear, "Orton's don't care."

"But this Orton does, I know you do"

"You don't know anything" I knew I was completely contradicting myself, but she knew more then I wanted her to. "If you think this is anymore then just a quick fuck, then you are delusional" With that sharp sentence, she walked away, she was heading for her bedroom.

""Get back here" I demanded, she didn't, but she stopped, turning around with her hands on her hips.

"Why? I'm nothing more then a quick fuck, you can get one of those out there" She was challenging me.

"Mickie" I gritted my teeth, frustrated that she wouldn't come over. "Come here"

"No" She refused. "What if I don't?"

Tease

To be continued
They kissed!
Getting some of my Alevel results back tomorrow, terrified!
Preview of 182:

"Your not to be with anyone else, Understood?" I starred down at her, I inched my lips closer to hers, not loosing the eye contact. "I said, understood?" I was starting to get pissed off, I couldn't have sex, because I couldn't get it up for anyone else, but her. My attempts earlier failed as I couldn't get the diva out of my mind so I couldn't do it. I didn't want to even think about her when I'm trying to prove that she's nothing to me by fucking somebody else.

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