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Walking down the halls of the arena where Raw would be broadcasted live tomorrow evening, I couldn't help but ponder everything that happened the last time I had worked this show. I had to admit that I was happy being back on the A-show. Being on Smackdown had been great for me and had brought many new opportunities, but Raw had always felt slightly more like home. Raw is where I debuted, and also where I first became women's champion. God that felt so long ago. So much has happened since then, that sometimes it almost seems surreal. Here I would have new competition, reunite with old friends, and come face to face with my former enemies. It would be great in fact, except for the one reason I was hesitant to come back in the first place…
I noticed a washroom coming up on my right, so I walked towards it, pushed it open and slipped in. I let it close with a slam behind me as I strolled over to the sink. Turning the tap on I placed my hands underneath the running water and then brought them up to face. I looked up into the mirror and surveyed my appearance. I had taken the time to give my hair a bit of a curl and then had thrown it into a ponytail after backcombing to give it some volume. I sighed. I couldn't help the feeling in my stomach... I was nervous.
What will I do when I run into him?
My brown eyes stared back at me in what felt like an accusatory way. I knew I shouldn't care about anything that had to do with him, but I just couldn't help it. Emitting another sigh I turned away from the mirror to head back out into the hallway. Before I even made it a few steps from the washroom a familiar voice called out to me.
"Well, well, well look what the cat dragged in."
I looked up to see my best friend smiling back at me.
"Melina!" I half shouted at her. Seeing my best friend and knowing that we were no longer separated gave me the greatest feeling in the world.
Casually dressed in jeans and a black t-shirt she strolled up to me and pulled me into a hug. Melina is very slim and quite petite like me. Her long, thick black hair reaches to her waist and she has the most beautiful dark brown eyes. At times she can be quite judgemental about others, but she has a kind heart and has always been a great friend.
"Why didn't you come to the hotel when your plane landed? We were waiting for you so we could come to the arena together," she questioned.
"Sorry. I wanted to get a feel for everything before tomorrow night. Gee, you would think I have never done this before," I laughed nervously.
She gave me a reassuring smile, "I really missed you Mickie."
"I missed you too of course. It should definitely be against the law to split up best friends!" I laughed and she nodded as we started walking towards the locker rooms.
As we made our way while catching up, I heard someone shout my name. We turned around and the blonde bombshell none other than Kelly Kelly was strolling towards us.
"Kelly," I said with enthusiasm, wrapping my arms around her in an embrace, "How are you girl?"
"Oh you know me, I'm always fantastic. You look great Mickie, what have you been doing over there on Smackdown, and who have you been doing it with?" she giggled.
They both laughed at me and I playfully punched Kelly in the arm.
"Actually, I have been doing this thing called wrestling maybe you guys should try it sometime," I joked, "Awe Kel it is so great to see you and know that we are all together again."
"Yes definitely, and this time around, it's going to be even better!" she said cheerfully.
At twenty two years old, Kelly Kelly is the youngest Diva in the WWE and mine and Melina's best friend. She has long blonde hair, and is very rarely seen without a smile. She is an all around wonderful person and always looks for the best in others.
It was nice having my two best friends to talk with. I wasn't close with a lot of the divas on the other show. We continued talking for a good half hour, until Kelly noticed fellow diva Eve down the hall and remembered she had some plans to confirm with the diva.
"Eve is super nice. You should definitely talk to her some time. I know you would really like her. However, that time is not in the present and I will talk to you ladies in a bit, after our work out maybe we could do drinks," and after giving us both a hug she turned and followed after Eve.
"I met Eve once on Smackdown, she was nice. But I didn't get to know her very well," I admitted to Melina.
"Yeah she's real, not a wannabe skank like a few other divas here that I could point out but am not going to," she replied. I laughed at my best friend. She had her judgemental moments, but with good reason I can admit. A few of the girls in the WWE were fake, just sometimes you never knew it until it was too late. There was a silence for a moment, which Melina took upon herself to fill with a subject I didn't really want to tackle at the moment.
"Sooo..." she said faking nonchalance.
"So what?" I asked her. I knew that look on her face and instantly understood there was something particular she was wanting to talk about.
"Have you, uh, seen him yet?" she said looking at her nails and all of a sudden noticing something interesting about them.
"Seen who?" it was my turn to fake nonchalance. I knew exactly who she was talking about, but decided it was best to play dumb.
"Oh don't play dumb with me, you are far too good at it," she smirked before continuing, "I mean seriously Micks what are you gonna say to him if, no when you run into him. You can't avoid him here you know. It's only a matter of time."
"Honestly, I have no idea. We didn't exactly depart on good terms. Me leaving was just an excuse for us not to talk. Not that I wanted to talk to him after the way he acted. I more like wanted to kill him, seriously I was this close to hiring a hit man," I joked and showed her how close I had been to doing it by putting my thumb and pointer finger parallel to each other.
Melina sighed, "Mickie, you have to talk to him and settle this."
"Why? Why do I have to? It has been over two years."
"Because you work on the same show with him now, it was different when you were on Smackdown, but things are just going to be awkward if you avoid it," I knew she was right but what could I possibly say to him that I hadn't already? We had fought and fought countless times, but never ever seemed to be able to have a civil relationship. That had been okay... up until now considering I was back on Raw. I looked back up at Melina and she looked as if she was fighting with herself on whether or not to say what was on her mind.
"What is it Mel? Just tell me."
"He, he has a new nickname around here. They call him the Lady Thriller. I bet you can guess why. He sleeps with a lot of the divas. He doesn't date, and I hear he's pretty charming at first, but once they go to bed he kicks them out and doesn't speak to them again unless he wants some more action. And of course they always go back for more," she finally admitted.
This wasn't exactly news to me, after the break-up he started sleeping with any girl he could find. I thought at first that maybe it had been to make me jealous, but he really didn't seem to have cared. He seemed happier; it only made the entire situation more painful.
"Well that doesn't surprise me, that's how he was before I left for Smackdown, minus the super cool nickname," I said sarcastically. This time it was my turn to fight with myself over whether or not I should express what was on my mind, I decided it was best to be honest, " Have you..?" I asked awkwardly and couldn't finish the sentence.
It took her a second, but she instantly realized what I was talking about, "Oh god no, hello, this," she gestured at her body, "is way too good for him. Kelly hasn't either, I'm pretty sure neither has Eve, but I'm not sure about the others."
"Yeah sorry, I knew that. Just well... with his track record and the fact that he is blessed with this amazing ability to be charming, I mean I wouldn't hold it against you. Damn him, I'm not even dating him anymore and he still frustrates me," I almost shouted.
"Well let's not waste our time on someone who doesn't care, and clearly doesn't deserve it. Come on, I booked us some ring time. Lets go get changed into our ring attire. Kels is going to meet us there. Been awhile since I wrestled with Mickie James, let me show you how it's done," she challenged.
"You're on bitch," I teased.
We found the locker rooms and it only took us a few minutes to get changed. I couldn't keep my brain from drifting back to the conversation, and eventually back to the one subject I shouldn't be thinking about.
"You ready to go," Melina asked, startling me. I hoped she hadn't noticed, and when she continued to stare at me waiting for an answer I knew she hadn't.
"Yeah just give me a minute, you go ahead. I have a quick phone call to make."
"You're not scared are you? I mean how long has it been since you had real competition the likes of me?" she stated and before I could retaliate and tell her I was going to kick her butt she smiled and quickly walked out of the room.
I didn't really have a phone call to make; I just wanted to be alone for a few minutes.
I was staring across the room at my boyfriend. He had no idea what I was about to say, but I needed to say it before the strength left me.
"I can't do this Randy," I blurted out.
He looked up from the television and said, "Do what? Go out for dinner? Because I would be more than happy to stay in and have some fun," he winked at me.
"No. This. Us."
"What are you talking about? It's not like you have a very hard life or anything to complain about. Look at who you're dating?" He smirked at me. I was surprised that he caught on quickly as to what I was talking about.
"See that's what I mean! You never used to say things like that. All you care about is yourself, and staring at half the girls who manage to walk by our dinner table every time we go out to eat," I was so close to shouting.
"Actually I think it is a little more than half, but it really depends on what city we happen to be in," he sneered while getting to his feet.
"You think this is funny!" I was shouting now, "I thought after the incident, you would be willing to try a little harder to make this relationship work," oh god, the incident, that hurt a lot more than I thought it would but I had to continue, "But no, I have been putting up with your crap ever since you transferred back from Smackdown and quite frankly I cannot do it anymore. I just wish you would have stayed there."
"Well guess what baby, I'm back and whether you like it or not I'm here to stay. If you have a problem with who I am, than too fucking bad," he was standing close to me now, "Who are you to even say anything in reference to me? Huh? You haven't been innocent in all of this Mickie, because I've had to put up with a lot of your shit too. And just because you're mad, doesn't give you the right to bring that shit up. That situation is done and over with, I already apologized. So just leave it alone for once. As for how I am acting, I'm not going to let some girl tell me how to live my life," he spat.
"Some girl hey? Is that all I am to you? JUST SOME GIRL! I can't believe you. What happened to you?" I felt tears come to my eyes, but I wasn't going to cry for him; he didn't deserve my tears... not after being the cause of them so many times recently. He had been right about one thing though; leaving the past in the past is the best way to deal with it.
"I've grown as a person Mickie. I've become who I am meant to be and if you can't accept that, well then tough luck. There are plenty of other girls out there who would be dying to get with this."
He walked over to the bed and grabbed his jacket, "As a matter of fact, I believe there are probably a few of those girls waiting for me in the bar downstairs. So if you have nothing else to say, than adieus," and he slammed the door and the tears fell.
I had collapsed on the floor when the door opened again and Randy poked his head in.
I thought I saw a hint of regret in his eyes when he saw me, but in an instant it was replaced with anger, "Oh and by the way, since I paid for the room, how about you go find yourself another place to stay. I'm probably going to need this room a little later if you know what I mean." And with that he was gone, along with our relationship.
It had been one of the hardest moments of my life, but I guess I shouldn't have been so surprised. We had been fighting for months since he had gotten back, and everything just built up to that night. I don't know what it was that changed him, maybe he wanted to take things a little more seriously and focus on his career, maybe he had finally been fed up with our relationship or maybe he just didn't love me like he used to.
He used to always apologize every time he hurt me, and he would buy me a gift. Sometimes it was flowers, or a cheap little knickknack that he would pick up in the hotel gift shop that he knew I would love. And part of me expected him to come back that night and apologize, but an even larger part of me knew that he wouldn't, and he didn't.
I don't even know if I had actually wanted to end it, I think more than anything I wanted to scare him into changing. We had both been unhappy for such a long time, and it had changed the both of us. I hadn't been as strong as before, so him leaving had been hard on me. But I guess I hadn't been important enough and he chose his new lifestyle over his old girlfriend.
I snapped out of my thoughts and stowed the regrets back into the place they had seeped out from, put my bag away and went to join Melina and Kelly.
A/N: This is my first story; hope you like it : ) . I put chapter 2 up as well, let me know what you think. Read and Review thanks : )