Royal Rumble: January 27, 2013

I sat on the couch of my locker-room with Chelle right next to me. "Are Ryse and Ted still not back?"

Chelle shakes her head. "They're not. Their flight got delayed again."

"Geez, that's ridiculous."

"No kidding. You're still around for WrestleMania, right?"

"Yeah, that's my last week of work before maternity leave. Why?"

"Just double checking. I'm planning on being there."

"I figured as much."

"So we can hang out during that time if you're feeling up to it."

"I'm sure I'll feel up to hanging out with my best friend."

"I would hope so. Are you still not talking to Tyler?"

"No, he called and didn't leave a voicemail again though."

"Again?"

I sigh. "Again. I would consider talking to him if he left a voicemail and explained why he wants to talk, but he hasn't left a voicemail. It might be petty, but he was causing an unnecessary drama and being toxic. I don't want that, especially while I'm pregnant."

"Believe me, I understand. Has Randy talked to him?"

"No, I told Randy that I didn't have a problem if he did, but he thinks Tyler disrespected me and isn't okay with that."

"That's what it sounded like to me too. You should be glad Randy doesn't tolerate that."

"I'm very glad. Trust me."

Randy walked in. "What are you glad about?"

I smile. "You, the fact you don't tolerate people disrespecting me to be exact."

Randy pulls me into his arms. "I'm never going to tolerate that, no matter who it is."

"Thank you. What's your entry number?"

"I'll tell you when she leaves. She'll tell John."

Chelle looks at Randy. "Rude."

Randy looks back at Chelle and raises an eyebrow. "Is that a lie?"

Chelle sighs. "Probably not."

Randy smirks. "Exactly."

"Could you two not argue for like five minutes?" I mutter.

Chelle gets up. "It's okay, Rissa...I'm leaving anyway."

"Don't let the door hit you on the way out." Randy comments.

"I won't. But I hope it hits you."

I look at Randy as Chelle exits the locker-room. "You two are ridiculous."

Randy laughs. "You and Cena are barely any better."

"John and I get along just fine."

"Whatever, Rissa. Keep lying to yourself."

"What's your number?"

"Twenty-six." Randy whispers.

"That's not bad at all. You could definitely have a good chance at winning tonight."

"I think so too. You're so gorgeous."

I smile. "Thanks. You don't look too bad yourself."

"Oh, sweetheart, I'm well aware of how attractive I am."

"Considering how you were in the past, I'd assume you do."

"Hey, that was quite some time ago."

"About four years."

"Like you didn't do that yourself."

"For a few years in college. It was different. Maybe a few times while I was working for WWE, but those were pretty much all with you."

"Pretty much? Are we talking about when you were with Chris?"

"We were dating. That wasn't sleeping around."

"Who was it then?"

"Does it matter?"

"I would like to know."

"Why? It was one time, over eight years ago."

"I'd tell you who I've slept with on the roster."

"Most of the Divas from 2002 to 2009. I'm pretty much aware of the list, Randy."

"That one stung a bit, but I bet there's someone in there you don't know about."

"Uh huh. Whatever. No offense, but you were a bit of a hoe."

"Who do you know I slept with then?"

"Uh…let's see here, I'll start easy. There's Stacy, Brie, Kelly, Candice, Mickie, Maria, Jillian, Melina, and since I'm technically on the roster, me."

Cody walks in. "Why are we listing off a bunch of former Divas and Rissa?"

"We're talking about everyone on the roster that Randy's slept with."

"Oh, Randy, you slept with Jillian?"

Randy shakes his head. "I did once, does it matter? Anyway, Rissa, you missed one person. But I'll be generous and give you one chance to guess who it is before I say it."

Cody looks between me and Randy as I think it over for a second.

I give Randy a serious look. "Victoria."

Cody laughs as Randy gives me a surprised look.

Randy sighs. "How in the hell did you know that?"

"There's a lot of gossip in the Divas locker-room. I vaguely remember her talking about it. Hell, I knew over half of those because you used to talk about your conquests right there to me. Who knows how many fangirls you picked up at shows on top of that?" I say as Cody is watching with amusement.

"Who was it?"

"What?"

"Who was it?"

"Cody is having too much interest in this conversation."

Randy shakes his head at Cody. "He's just probably laughing at me."

"I don't want to talk about it in front of him."

"He heard mine. Like you said it was over eight years ago. We're married, and you're carrying my baby. I just think I have a right to know since you know all of mine."

"With Cody in the room?"

"If he listens, we'll harass him until he says his own list."

"Fine." I roll my eyes. "It was Mark Jindrak."

"Mark Jindrak? I'm friends with him still. I was friends with him then. How the hell did I not know?"

"Because neither of us said anything. It didn't seem necessary to talk about. We were both really drunk and barely remembered it. I've never been interested in him anyway. Plus considering that we've worked together for over eight years and were around a lot of the same people, you shouldn't be very surprised I slept with someone you were friends with before we were together."

Randy laughs. "I would've never expected that though. I'm not mad or anything. It's just weird."

Cody chuckles. "This is funny. I'm going to head out now."

"Keep your ass right where it is, Rhodes. You're not going anywhere until you share yours since you heard ours."

"Are you serious?"

"You heard me."

"I have a match to get ready for."

"Say it and you can leave."

"Kelly and Eve." Cody says before very quickly leaving.

I look at Randy. "Let's get some food. I'm hungry."

Randy smiles. "Me too."


Randy hadn't won the Royal Rumble match, but John had. Everyone had wanted to go out tonight to celebrate, except for Randy. I decided that I didn't want to go without him, so I also stayed at the hotel. At the moment, he was on the balcony, smoking a cigarette. I stood by the door, watching him for a few before going to sit down on the bed. Randy walked back in and looked at me.

"I'm sorry you didn't win tonight." I whisper.

Randy sighed before sitting next to me. "It'll be okay."

"You're not acting like it is."

"Everything just seems to be frustrating me."

"Do you want to talk about it?"

Randy sighed. "Not really right now."

"Oh, if you change your mind…"

"I know. You're here to talk to me. Sorry, Rissa, I'm just not in the mood to talk about it right now."

"Okay." I sigh before going to lay down.

Randy watched me as I moved to lay down. "I love you."

"I love you too. Make sure you get some sleep tonight."

Randy climbed into the other side of the bed. "I will. I promise."