a/n: So, all I can say about this chapter right now is that there is a twist that NO ONE will be expecting! It's something that I didn't even expect to happen, the idea just came to my mind and I decided to give it a shot, and it actually worked pretty well. I hope that everyone enjoys!

Chapter Five
Lessons Learned

Trash.

If there was ever a word that could describe how she felt in this moment that would be the one. Last night, it had been a memorable one, both for good and bad reasons. That moment, being with him, the way he held her… how he made her feel, all of it played so freshly in her mind. How could he have turned so cold? Yes, she understood that he had a wife he had to run back to, but to make her feel like a worthless whore? She didn't deserve that. The two of them played that game, so why was she the one that was left feeling like this?

Turning the water off, Mara stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around her body. Her "battle scars" from last night were the only thing that she could look at as she looked at herself in the mirror. Explaining these to pretty much everyone would be quite the task. Hell, her name was already synonymous with slut anyway, so anything she threw at them they would believe. Except for the truth of course.

Randy had her right where he wanted her, the sad part about all of it was that if he ever wanted her back in that backseat with him, she'd beat him to it. He just had that look, not the one that made her melt, but the one that made her body heat triple. He made her hands shake, her throat dry up. He had a power over her now, one that she was sure that he knew he had.

Hearing a knock at the door, she did her best to cover the bruise on her neck before telling them to come in. Moments later, Eva Marie sauntered into the bedroom, looking like she just got done working out. Becoming overly conscious of her body, Mara quickly grabbed her things and started making her way out of the room. She could feel her roommates brown eyes following her every movement.

"Is there something you'd like to say, Eva?"

Shrugging, the girl turned and leaned against the countertop, "Nope, not really."

"Well then what's the deal?"

"It's nothing, I'm just surprised that you made it back to the room in one piece. You seemed to having the time of your life last night at the club."

She rolled her eyes, "I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Well then, maybe you should check Twitter out… so you can prepare yourself for the world you just entered into."

"What in the hell are you talking about?"

The redhead shrugged, "I'm not saying anything more, just don't be surprised when everyone avoids you like the plague. Now if you'll excuse me, I need to shower, I have two photoshoots today."

Without another word Mara exited the bathroom and headed to her wing of the hotel. What could Eva possibly be talking about? She wondered if Randy had said anything to anyone, if he had created some sort of lie to cover up what the two of them had done in his vehicle last night. But with what he had said before he left her, she doubted that any of that could be true… he wouldn't even bother throwing her under the bus, if he knew that some of it would come back to bite him in the ass.

After she got dressed, she sat on her bed and quickly logged into her Twitter account. She had to see just what her roommate was wanting her to look at, but just what was she supposed to be looking for anyway? Figuring that she would start with her tag partner, she quickly typed his name in the search bar and waited for some results. There really wasn't anything that would spark her interest… there were pictures of him and who she assumed was Kim, they showed some major PDA at the club last night it seemed.

"What a pig." She whispered.

She stopped when posts were being dated back to last month, she obviously wasn't going to find whatever she was supposed to be looking for there. Deleting his name, she then entered her own. For the most part there were just pictures from their match the night before, a couple with the girls she went out with last night, some fan pictures. Nothing too interesting, until she got about midway into the search anyway.

"How in the hell?"

Someone had somehow gotten some very good pictures of her activities last night in the parking lot. Had Randy gotten someone to do this? Was it just some pervert that wanted to get off on other people having sex? The photos were extremely graphic, zooming in on her face, never quite getting the person who was behind her.

Angry, she shut her laptop and ran to grab her keys from the dresser. First he tells her not to say anything, and now pictures surfaced of the two of them on the internet and he doesn't even call? Sure, no one knew that was him; but he did and she was sure that he had seen the pictures already. He could have at least given her some sort of heads up about it, instead of having to hear it from one of the girls. If Eva knew, then she knew that the girls had to know, it was only a matter of time before it got back to Stephanie.

If it hadn't already, that is.

Once she got to her car, she hurriedly texted Randy asking him where he was, stating that it was an emergency and that she had to see him as soon as possible. Within the next couple minutes, he answered her stating that he was at the park with his wife and their kids. He told her that they'd be there for at least the next hour, and that she needed to hurry if it was really that important. Throwing her phone in the passenger seat, she backed out of the parking lot and sped off to his direction.

Twenty minutes later, he met her at a near the swing sets. She could see Kim and the kids playing in the background as he smoked a cigarette on the sidewalk. Composing herself, she got and marched over to him.

"Hey, what's up?"

"Don't 'what's up' me, Randy. You know exactly why I'm here."

"Excuse me? You texted me, remember?" he sighed, "and keep your voice down."

Grabbing her phone, she quickly found the pictures that she needed, "This Randy… can you explain this to me please?"

Taking it from her hand, he flipped through the various pictures, "Whoa… is this you? When was this?"

"Don't play fucking stupid with me, Orton, these were from last night. Don't you remember? We went to your Range Rover!"

"First of all, voice level down, and secondly, what do you mean we? I don't even own that vehicle."

"Bullshit, Randy. You can deny it to everyone else like you told me you would, but you and I both know what happened last night." She wiped the angry tears from her face, "You and I had sex last night in the parking lot of that club everyone was at. We went to your vehicle, and afterwards you told me never to speak of it again and left me there. Then I wake up to this, how could you?"

He sighed, "I swear to you, I have no idea what you're talking about. I stayed with Kim all night, you can ask Cody, Brandi, Nattie, Eva… the list goes on, I never left until Kim was ready. But you were talking to…"

Before he could finish, Kim started walking over with a little girl, "Honey, Alanna needs to go to the restroom, can you keep an eye on the boys while I take her?"

"Sure thing, babe."

"Oh hey! Mara, right?" when she nodded, Kim continued, "You really had a good time last night, I think that everyone lost count of the shots you took? But you can't complain, you left with one hunk of a man!"

"Excuse me?"

"You don't remember? Yeah, you and some guy were getting pretty X-Rated last night, y'all got kicked out!"

"So, I just left with some random guy?"

"Well, he wasn't random." Randy chimed in, "He's from NXT, I can never remember his name, he's fairly new though."

"Come to think of it, he was talking about how he'd just bought a new Range Rover with his first paycheck. He asked you if you wanted a ride." Kim added with a wink.

"Oh, God."

"Are you okay? Randy, is she okay?"

Without speaking another word, Mara slipped into her rental and began backing out of the parking lot, ignoring the looks of concern on the Orton's faces. How could she have been so stupid? She gets plastered on the night of her debut, gets so drunk that she has sex with some random guy, who she apparently lived out her fantasy of hooking up with Randy with; and now it's documented on social media for the entire world to see. Even if she reported it, there was no telling how many people had saved it to their phones.

Reaching a red light, she heard the text tone go off in the passenger seat. Flashing on her screen was a name she had hoped that she would have to see until at least tomorrow. Stephanie McMahon.

You're to get on the first flight to Connecticut tomorrow morning, bring your belt.

Her heart sank as she replied that she would do just that. Accelerating once the light turned green, Mara could no longer stop the flood of tears that streamed down her face. Everything that she had worked so hard for, was now going to be ripped away because of one foolish act. Looking to her left, she saw a pick-up truck headed straight for car, she tried to stop… but it was too late.

As she lay with her head on the steering wheel, she could feel the trickling of blood on her forehead. There was a bright light in front of her, her breathing was beginning to slow.

"Mara, Mara! Stay awake, we're going to get you out of here!"

"Randy…"

She could see him in front of her, frantically trying to pull her door open, yelling for his wife to call an ambulance. She smiled faintly when she felt his arms around her body pulling her from her seatbelts grasp. Looking up at him she finally felt at peace, she heard his heartbeat as she lay her head on his chest.

Then her world faded to black.

a/n: So, I know what you're thinking, why Cristi why?! Well, I don't know why. Like I said in my first author's note, this idea came to me while I was writing the other chapters, and I wanted to give it a shot. Plus, I didn't want it to end the cliché way that stories like this usually end. Nonetheless, whether you liked it or not, please let me know in a review! I will appreciate each and every one of them, unless it's too ugly of course.

Sapphireflames2013 thank you for trusting me with bringing your character to life! I hope that you enjoyed what I put together, and I also hope that you don't completely hate me for that ending. Thank you for your patience!