How Taking Down Legacy Failed

Randy's P.O.V

I starred down at her, it was seven in the morning and I hadn't been able to sleep after our night together. It was amazing… I felt sick for how much I enjoyed her and it was after I had finished, watching her sleep that I realised I had become dependent on her. Last night, I even told her I loved her. I don't even know what happened, one minute we were messing around and then those words just slipped out, I had never intended for her to hear them and I had said to her what I hadn't even heard myself say. I hadn't been able to stop thinking about it since. I kept thinking now that Mickie had come into my life that I can't even look at another girl, nor can I get hard over one, I wait for her to come home, I wait to spend time with her, I was willing to wait for her and even been in a relationship, I get those fucking butterflies that I didn't think existed when she's around, I feel the need to be by her side always and I even started thinking about my future with her and the kid. The kid, which reminds me, I've never got with a woman who had baggage, I didn't want to get caught up in that family shit, but with her I was willing to do that.

I loathed these feelings and wanted nothing but for them to be gone. I didn't even know where they came from, because they sure as hell aren't mine. Before I ended up in that accident, I remember seeing her, but feeling nothing. Sure, she was on my list of divas to do, but that was nothing more then lust. After last night, I know it's more then that. I had to end this, I needed to get away and just ditch these feelings. I couldn't let her distract me anymore then she already has. I would be lying if I said I haven't enjoyed her company, but I made it clear to her that Orton's can't love. I don't love her, I don't. I won't let myself, I can't love her.

Oh fuck. Oh fuck, oh and fuck. I'd never felt this horrible tightening in my chest before. It can't be, it just can't. I won't believe it, I'll get this over with, sleep with someone new and have a beer and that will be it. No more Mickie James to take over all my thoughts. I glared at my reflection, since when had I turned into the family man? I actually liked looking after her kid the other day, I should of put and end to it right there, sleeping with her just confirmed my worst fears. I turned my head to look at her, she looked so beautiful, her hair was spread out beautifully, she had no make up on and yet she still looked stunning, which I could not say for most girls. You should see how Kelly Kelly looks, now that's a sight you would want to avoid. But Mickie, I knew she was different to all the other girls I had been with, but I couldn't place my finger on why that was, why I felt that way. I turned back to starring back down at the ground. Contemplating my actions about how I can get her out of my life.

"Morning" She said softly, I jumped slightly, now that she was awake, I knew what I had to do "Sorry" She mumbled, for making me jump. I barely looked over my shoulder at her. I needed to get this done now. I didn't actually decide how I was going to handle this, what makes her different from the other women, nothing! I should treat her different to the others.

"That's fine" I told her. "You can go now"

I could feel her gaze stabbing into the back of me. "What?" Hoping what will make her different from the other girls is that she doesn't do tempter tantrums like they did.

"I said you could go" I repeated a little more sharply this time.

"I don't understand" I laughed to myself. That's what most of the women said when I told them they meant nothing. I suppose this was different, because she did mean something. At the moment, she means everything and that means things just can't work for us. What was good about Sam is that I just didn't give a shit.

"What? Did you think you were anything special to the rest?" I stood up and faced her, still naked under my covers. Why did I look at her? It just makes it harder. Her beautiful eyes starred up at me sadly. Just get her out, I mentally shouted at myself, I couldn't stand her looking at me like that. "Let's be honest, last night wasn't exactly memorable" That was the hardest lie I think I've ever had to tell. "You mean nothing to me Mickie, you never have, you were just another challenge I undertook, like I said, you can go now"

"You don't mean that" She pulled the covers tighter round her naked form. The flashbacks from last night came back to me, her naked body grinding again mine, her screams, oh her screams. It felt good to finally have some release, she had left me waiting long enough.

"What do you know? Your just some diva that got herself knocked up" I scoffed, giving her a look of disgust. She didn't move. "What the fuck are you waiting for? Get your clothes and leave" She looked away from me, I sighed impatiently, I picked up her clothes from the ground, ( which she should feel special about because I never do that for any of my other lays, I just let them do it themselves ) and I threw them at her. I turned away as she started to put them on, I didn't need more temptation.

Mickie's P.O.V

He turned back around when I was dressed, I had the horrible sense of déjà vu, and it was like the time when he tried to tell me he only used me, just to protect me. I knew that's what he was trying to do now, but this time, he was only protecting himself. "Fine!" I screamed and headed for the door. "I'll go, be a fucking coward! Run from your emotions just like I knew you would!" I opened the door for Randy only to slam it making me jump.

"I'm not running from anything," He spat, getting closer, his eyes intense on me and I felt this rush of horror in the back of my mind. "I am not going to tolerate you screaming at me for something they we both knew was going to happen"

"Your right, we both knew you were a coward so the rest was predictable" I tried to open the door, but once again he slammed it down.

"I am not a coward" He said through clenched teeth. He starred at me with this nasty snarl, the one I've only become too familiar with.

"You're not convincing me and you're certainly not convincing yourself" I said with complete disgust. "I suppose your doing all women a favour, who would want a boyfriend like you?" Randy's hand rested on the door, not letting me budge it open. "You said go, so let me go" I said calmly. I could hear his deep breathing, I was once again showing him that not everyone was afraid of standing up to him. I turned to face him, a cold look on my face, I was looking at Randy, but I couldn't see him and that's what hurt the most. Not even sex brought Randy back to me, not spending time with his son, not going places, nothing, I just wanted him back. It was over, after last night there was no way I could keep trying to bring back memories, he has made it clear that he doesn't want to see me again. We both are just starring at each other, both pissed as hell but neither wants to back down. I should have just told him from the start, but no, we were both playing mind games. I just wanted this to end. I have nothing more too loose now, it was now or never. "Your feelings" I stated, my voice a lot calmer. "The reason you can never make sense of them is because they are not yours" He starred at me in horror as if I'd just uncovered his secret. "They belong do someone else"

"Ok, now look" Randy said sternly thinking that was about to talk a load of shit. But I am sick and tired of lying, I'm telling him everything.

I cut him off "They belong to the person who had an accident and lost two years of his memory" I said, he looked at me confused.

"You're talking as if this person is…"

"You?" I finished it off for him, he took a step back and looked at me in shock. "You're not like this anymore, you haven't been for two years"

"Who are you trying to say I am?"

"Randy." I chocked, my voice was breaking and my eyes were watering. I was trying so hard to hold it together, but I was falling apart. I needed him so badly, I needed him, my heart hurt too much, I needed him with me, and I wanted him back. "My fiancé…or at least what's left of him" He closed his eyes for a brief moment. "You may not remember it, you may not remember it ever, but you loved me, you wanted to be with me" I pushed the hair out of my face. "Before the accident you were going to get a tattoo of mine and Hayden's name on your arm" He looked down at his arm.

"There is no tattoo"

"Because of the accident" I finished.

"Why would I-" He stopped and looked away, taking in a deep breath. "You're trying to tell me that Hayden is my son?" I nodded.

"The accident happened the day after he was born" A tear ran down my face. "You were so happy and you were so proud, we were a family"

"I think I would remember my own son" He snapped at me, turning away.

"You said he looked familiar, he looks familiar because he looks like you" I yelled at him, grabbing his arm trying to force him to listen to me. "The reason he stopped crying when you held him is because you're his father and he knows that!"

"This doesn't make any sense" He told me sternly, pushing me away from him.

"I know how hard it is to accept this, ok, but just think about all that's happened, all the places we went to was suppose to get you to remember, the reason why I couldn't tell you is because the doctor knew you would reject it" I tried to get all the words out, I took deep breaths. "All the feelings" He looked at me. "They came from Randy, my Randy, my fiancé, who wasn't afraid to be with me" He didn't say anything, he just starred at me. "What you feel, what we both feel, your remembering your feelings, it's all that you did remember. You felt a connection with Hayden, that all came from some place" I hung my head down and tried to wipe my eyes with the back of my head. I looked back up at him, he was starring at me intensely. "They all came from a life that you shared with me" I lip trembled. "That has to mean something to you, right?"

He took a step closer and leaned in. "That does mean something, it makes sense now" He said.

"Randy, I-"

"It means that you lost Hayden's father, that's why you can't talk about it, that's why no one will talk about it, it turned your life upside down" I shook my head and tried to block out what he was saying to me. He didn't understand! "The fact is, he is gone and I am not him" I looked away from his eyes and tried to blink back the tears. "I am not your fiancé, and I am not Hayden's father"

"Randy, I love you" I sobbed as he opened the door and instead of him letting me out, he walked out himself, I tried to grab at his arm.

"That's just too bad" He said sternly, before shoving me away and leaving my sight, breaking my heart all over again.

So Mickie final told him, will he remember?
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