WWE Battleground: October 6, 2013
A lot of things were running through my mind as I prepared for my match against Brie tonight. It had been so long since I've wrestled a match on TV. To be specific, it has been almost a whole year. My last match had been on October 29, 2012 against Beth Phoenix in what actually turned out to be her retirement match. While I didn't consider myself to be retired from the ring by any means, I hadn't expected to come back to wrestling so soon when I decided back in July that I was coming back to TV sooner than planned.
With the original plan, I would've been back on TV in just over a week from now on the October 14 Raw in Saint Louis, but I felt that I was ready to be back sooner. Here I was, eight days before I was originally supposed to return to TV, having a wrestling match. Life was just so crazy sometimes. On top of me having my first match back in about a year tonight, we were also in Buffalo, New York, a city that had a large sentimental value to me as this was the same city that Randy and I started dating in. It's odd how things work out.
Going into this match, I felt good. All my best friends were here and very much cheering me on. After training at the Performance Center, I felt confident in my ring skills and felt like I had no ring rust to worry about. Plus, I didn't have any concerns about Brie beating me tonight. The only thing worth concern when it comes to that is Brie and Nikki's signature Twin Magic, but seeing as Nikki had a Divas Championship match against AJ Lee tonight, I didn't think she'd even be around for my match.
Honestly, my biggest concern tonight was really how I was going to tell Randy about how I had talked to a divorce lawyer at one point but didn't want to get divorced. I was set on telling him tonight as I just felt more guilty the longer I didn't tell him, but I was waiting until after the pay-per-view was over and we were in our hotel room.
I knew what kind of mood Randy would be in at the hotel was completely dependent on how his match against Daniel went tonight, but either way, it may not make him be less upset with me after I tell him.
I felt like both of us were walking on eggshells around each other right now, and I would be changing that drastically at the hotel. At least Randy was kind enough to let me use his locker-room to prepare for my match. I was fifth on the card, so I still had plenty of time to get ready. However, I wanted to do it now. I needed to get into the zone for this match as soon as I could. I still felt confident though, and that was great.
"You look good." Randy comments from the doorway.
I turn to look at him. "You scared the crap out of me. I didn't hear you walk in."
Randy closes the door behind him. "Sorry."
"It's alright. You won't be seeing me for too long though because I gotta go get my hair and makeup done."
"I understand. I'm sure I'll see you plenty later tonight anyway."
"You should. Are you ready for your match tonight?"
"Yeah. About that actually, while I do feel like I can win this clean, Stephanie and Triple H told me that they'll use Big Show to stop Daniel from winning tonight. I'm figuring you don't agree with that. Hell, I wasn't even involved in planning that, but I figured I'd tell you since I know."
I nod. "I appreciate that."
"Good. I assume that you're ready for your match tonight too?"
"I think I am. I'm feeling confident about it. I don't even have a little bit of nerves about it somehow."
Randy smiles. "That's good. Go kick some ass tonight."
You can look, but you can't touch
You keep dreaming on the stars above…
"The following is a Divas match scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Scottsdale, Arizona, Brie Bella!"
I know I want that girl so bad
I lie awake at night
And think of all the things that I would do
With a girl like that…
"And her opponent, from Saint Louis, Missouri, Marissa Orton!"
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Brie and I both circle around the ring before locking up. Brie gets the advantage and locks me in a Headlock, but I elbow to escape it. We both glare at each other. Brie and I both go to start punching each other and start exchanging right hands. I catch Brie with a European Uppercut. I go to hit her with a Superkick, but she avoids it and catches me with a Clothesline. When I get back up, she takes me down with a Dropkick before pinning me.
1…kickout!
Brie grabs me by my hair to pull me up. "This is for everything you've let Randy get away with."
I roll my eyes before catching Brie with an elbow to the face. I go to Clothesline her but she avoids it and catches me with an Arm Drag. I fall to the ground and end up leaning against the bottom rope. Brie runs at me and knees me in the face. She drags me away from the ropes before pinning me once again.
1…2…kickout!
Brie grabs me and goes to hit me with a Suplex, but I punch her in the ribs to escape. I headbutt Brie to stun her. I take her down with a Clothesline. She gets back up and runs at me, but I catch her with an Arm Drag. Brie gets up, and I hit her with a Dropkick. I pin Brie.
1…kickout!
I let Brie try to get up, only to catch her with a Running Knee. I then decide to climb to the top turnbuckle and go for a Moonsault, but Brie counters by getting her knees up before rolling me into a pin.
1…2…
I reverse it, so I'm pinning her.
1…2…
Brie does the same to me, so she's pinning me again.
1…2…
I roll through the pin and catch Brie with a Dropkick. I then drop a knee on her head, in a similar manner in which Randy would do it. I grab Brie and shove her into the corner to punch on her until the referee counts to four. Brie elbows me in the face before getting on the second turnbuckle and hitting me with a Missile Dropkick. Brie pins me.
1…2…kickout!
Brie grabs me and throws me out to the side of the apron outside of the ring. She runs at me from inside the ring, but I catch her with a right hand to the face. I then hit her with a Neckbreaker. She falls to the ground. I slide back in the ring to avoid being counted out and kick Brie in the face. I climb to the top turnbuckle, but Brie comes after me and catches me with a right hand. She goes to climb up with me, but I kick her in the face. I then wrap my legs around her and let myself hang over the ropes, locking Brie in a Hanging Figure Four Necklock until the referee counts to four. I released the hold and landed on the outer part of the apron. I grab Brie by the head and hit her head off the turnbuckle before hitting her with a Suplex to the outside of the ring. As Brie starts to get up, I hit her with a Crossbody from the apron. We both get up at the same time. Brie hits me with a Clothesline before going to Irish Whip me into the steel steps. However, I stop myself from hitting the steel steps before throwing her into them. I roll back into the ring to reset the referee's count to avoid a double countout.
I roll back outside of the ring. I grab Brie and go to bounce her head off of the announce table, but she blocks and shoves me into the ring post. I fall to the ground, and Brie slides back into the ring. I start to pay attention to the referee's count.
3!
4!
5!
I slowly start to get up. Brie clearly was fine with a countout victory, unlike me.
6!
7!
I go to get back in the ring, but Brie goes to block me from getting back in.
8!
I try to move past her, but she blocks me again.
9!
I slide back in the ring. I hit Brie with a Thesz Press. I punch on her for a few. When she gets up, she goes to Clothesline me, but I avoid it and hit her with an Arm Drag. Once she stands up again, I kick her in the gut and hit her with the Chaotic Ending. I pin Brie.
1…2…3!
"Here is your winner, Marissa Orton!"
I glanced at Brie as the referee raised my arm in the air. I could tell she was pissed. She glared at me before rolling out of the ring. I took some time to celebrate in the ring. I had definitely gotten a boost in confidence after winning against Brie.
However, I knew that I still had Randy's match and telling him about the fact that I had spoken with a divorce lawyer to worry about, so my night was far from over.
John, Michelle, and I stood together in guerilla to watch Randy's match against Daniel.
"Are you still planning on telling him tonight?" John asks.
"Yes, no matter the outcome of this match." I answer. "I'll keep feeling guilty if I don't."
"It's not anything to feel guilty about. You just need to be open with Randy about this, so you can be honest while working on your marriage." Chelle tells me.
"I still feel guilty. I'm not sure if it's from talking to the lawyer or from not telling Randy, but I feel guilty."
"But you're being honest and upfront with him. That's good."
"I know it is." I glance over as Big Show walks through guerilla to head to the ring.
Big Show runs down to the ring and pulls the referee out of the ring as Daniel locks in the Yes Lock on Randy. Daniel released the submission hold and looked at Big Show in shock. Daniel leans between the ropes and yells at Big Show. Big Show knocks Daniel out. Another referee arrives, and Randy crawls over to pin Daniel. While I knew of this to an extent, I had a hard time agreeing with something going against my morals like this.
1…2…
Big Show pulls the second referee out before Randy can become WWE Champion and knocks him out. Big Show climbs in the ring and approaches Randy as Randy is yelling at him. John and I exchange a concerned look before I slowly make my way close to the entrance to the ring, having a bad feeling about this. Big Show knocks Randy out as well.
I walk through the entrance and stare at Big Show in disbelief. While I understood that Big Show probably did this due to his morals, he had put his hands on two referees, which I couldn't condone, and I didn't like that he'd knocked Randy out. Big Show looks at me from the ring and shakes his head before celebrating in the ring. I glare at him as I watch. I eventually head into the ring. Big Show pauses and looks at me. I pointed towards the stage, making it clear I wanted him to leave. Big Show smiles at me before exiting the ring. I rushed over to Randy, who was surprisingly conscious.
"Are you alright?" I ask with concern.
"My head hurts." Randy mumbles. "But it's nice to see you."
"You need to go see the trainer."
"You ain't gonna let me out of that, are you?"
"Not a chance, Randal."
Randy laughs as he slowly gets up. "Alright. Let's go."
Randy and I exit the ring together and he puts an arm around me as we head backstage, through guerilla, and straight to the trainer.
"I'm surprised Stephanie and Triple H haven't tracked you down yet." I mutter as Randy sits down.
Randy laughs. "I'd really rather not deal with them at the moment. Things didn't go as planned."
"This is on them, not you."
"You're pissed."
"Of course I am. I don't like seeing you get knocked out."
Randy nods as the trainer starts looking at him. "I'll be okay though."
"Doesn't mean this is okay."
Stephanie and Triple H walk in.
"We're not doing this right now." I tell them.
"We need to talk to Randy." Triple H says to me in a stern tone.
"It can wait until tomorrow."
"You're cutting us off from talking to our own employee?" Stephanie asks me with annoyance.
"No, I'm cutting you off from speaking to my husband because there are concerns about his well-being at the moment and the last thing he needs is you two bitching at him."
Stephanie and Triple H look at Randy as if they're expecting him to say otherwise.
"My head hurts." Randy comments.
I smirk to myself. Stephanie and Triple H give annoyed looks before exiting the room.
The trainer looks at Randy. "You should be fine in a couple hours. I don't think there's anything to be concerned about. You just got hit pretty hard."
Randy smiles. "Thanks. Let's go, Rissa."
Randy stands up and grabs my hand. As we go to exit, Brie and Daniel walk in. They glare at us as they pass us.
"Let's not worry about them right now." Randy whispers before walking out of the room with me.
"You listened to me over them." I comment as Randy and I head towards the locker-room.
"I did. You're right. There's no point in listening to them bitch and possibly yell, especially when my head is hurting a little."
"How badly does your head hurt?"
Randy smirks. "Not too much. Less than it did while we were in the ring."
I smile. "Good. This is their fault though."
"I know. Big Show was always bound to snap. I just didn't think I'd end up paying for it."
"You shouldn't have. Do you think you're feeling in the mood to have a serious conversation at the hotel? I need to get something off my chest, but if you're not feeling up to it tonight after what happened, I understand."
"My head doesn't hurt very bad. We can absolutely talk at the hotel."
"Thanks, Randy."
I looked over at Randy as he sat on the edge of the bed in our shared hotel room. I had just gotten out of my shower and still had on my robe as I just looked at him. He hadn't noticed me as he was messing with his phone, but I just knew that what I had to tell him was going to upset him.
"I talked to a divorce lawyer." I comment out loud.
Randy put his phone on the nightstand and gave me a surprised look, but he didn't say a word.
"I don't plan on divorcing you, but I was looking into it." I explained. "I couldn't keep that from you. I feel too guilty that I didn't tell you sooner. I was at a point where I thought things were going to get to that point with us. I'm not at that point now. I feel things are on the path to get much better for us, but I just couldn't not tell you that I had spoken to a divorce lawyer. I've already told them that I won't be needing their services though."
Randy stands up and grabs his cigarettes. "I need a minute."
He walks past me and outside to the balcony, presumably to smoke a cigarette. I sigh before going to change into my nightgown. I was worried about how Randy was going to take what I had done. I didn't want a divorce, but I had no idea how he felt.
I sat on the bed for about ten minutes, with many thoughts of how Randy could react running through my head. I got up and peeked through the glass door of the balcony to check on Randy. We made eye contact. Randy put his cigarette out and gestured for me to come out there. I opened the door to the balcony and walked out there. Randy just watched as I closed the door behind me. I went to walk past him and sit in the other chair, but Randy grabbed me and pulled me over to sit in his lap.
"Life has a messed up sense of humor, ya know?" Randy commented quietly. "The city that I asked you out in turns out to be the same city where we have to acknowledge that things aren't okay in our marriage."
"Yeah, that's pretty messed up." I whisper.
"I'm not mad at you."
"You're not?"
"No, I'm not. We've been arguing and disagreeing a lot. I've probably been a real pain."
"You have been a bit of a pain, but I've done some stupid things too. I know I did mention divorce to you once, but I quickly dropped that idea because you made sure to make it clear that you care. We were having issues again though, and I actually started talking to Stephanie."
"Did she bring up divorce?"
"Yes, and believe me, I feel like an idiot for considering it. I should've never listened to her and should've come to you to discuss things."
"I don't like that she capitalized on you being emotionally vulnerable like that, but it's my fault that you were like that in the first place."
"Don't blame yourself."
"Why? It's the truth."
"Because you're not the only person in this marriage. We would've been having less problems if I'd just been more supportive of you. We could've been in a better place."
"It was against your morals. I should've never expected you to go along with it."
"I can't keep fighting with you."
"I can't keep fighting with you either. It's not right. I think we should do couple's therapy."
I look at Randy with tears in my eyes. "You want to do therapy?"
"I think we need it. I'm asking you for two months of therapy. If you want a divorce at the end of two months, despite how much it'll break my heart, I'll sign the papers without a fight. I don't want to make you miserable."
"I don't want a divorce though. I just was at a point where I had a lot of doubts about things getting better. We don't need to fight all the time. We don't need to be those parents who make their kids miserable by fighting all the time."
"You might decide you want it again if therapy doesn't go well. Will you agree to go to therapy with me?"
I nod. "Of course."
Randy pulled me close. "Okay. I love you so much. I hope you know that."
"I do. I love you too. I think I'm going to just have to side with all this stuff Triple H and Stephanie have been doing at work, so our marriage stops being strained."
"I don't want you pressured into agreeing with them."
"It's not your fault. I think it's been the biggest strain on our marriage."
"I can be done with them. I can stop working with them."
"Can you? I don't think you're in a position where you can do that."
"So you're going to just go along with it?"
"I don't think we have a choice. They'll treat you like they treat Daniel if you stop working with them right now. You'll get laid out almost every week."
"It'd be worth it to be able to side with you again."
I sigh. "It won't be good right now. I'll just not oppose them for now and start managing you again if you'd want me to. It'll take some time, but we'll make a plan to get you out when the time is right."
"I'll always want you to manage me. I just hate the situation we're in."
"Me too. I partially took this position to help cover your ass when the time comes though."
Randy laughed. "Well, thanks, Marissa."
"Hey, I'm your wife. I figured you could use it."
"I appreciate it. I really do."
"Good. I appreciate you."
Randy wiped a tear from my cheek. "I'm so sorry things ended up like this."
I nod as more tears form in my eyes. "Me too. I love you so much."
"I love you too." Randy pulls me into a kiss.
I kiss back. "I'm still crying a little."
"That's okay. I'm offended that I've not seen you in that new set of lingerie that I saw in your bag yet."
I laugh. "I literally just got it yesterday."
"Well, I'd like to see you in it."
"Maybe in the morning or after Raw tomorrow night."
"I'd prefer it in the morning."
"Do you have media tomorrow?"
"No, you?"
"No, maybe we can fit it in in the morning."
Randy continues to kiss me. "Good."
"I'm starting to get a bit cold out here."
Randy grabs me before standing up to walk back inside. "Let's go inside then. It's about time we get some sleep."
I smile as he carries me inside and lays me on the bed. "You're amazing."
Randy climbs into bed next to me. "Not as amazing as you are. Goodnight."
"Goodnight."