A/N Oh my God I'm alive!

Randy's POV

      Fucking hell. That man had no idea what he did to me. But going by his reaction I had every idea what I was doing to him. It wouldn't be long before I had him wrapped around my finger, and he didn't know it but I was already wrapped around his. Fuck what I would give to see him on his knees, it wasn't even funny. Feeling his erection pressed against my leg made me want to push him down and take him right-

     "You know you don't have a chance right? Reigns isn't gay trust me" Seth shook his head at me as we walked out of the gym. I rolled my eyes and pressed the button for the elevator, leaning against the wall while I waited for the doors to open.

     Folding my arms across my chest I just stared at him for a second. This guy was like the annoying cousin who refuses to leave you alone at your family reunion. It was sad really. How heartbroken he was over losing Ambrose. Though if he was as smart as so many people gave him credit for he wouldn't let Hunter stop him from seeing him. Sure it would be a lot of sneaking around but it would be better than this sad shell of a man.

     "I never said he was. I know what I'm doing" I pushed myself off the wall with my foot and stood directly in front of him, "So why don't you mind your own business."

     He scoffed and mimicked my stance, crossing his arms, "What exactly do you think you're going to get out of him?"

     The ding of the elevator made me smile down at him, "Probably more than you'll be getting out of Ambrose" I winked at him before stepping onto the elevator.

     He stood there for a second, glaring at me. I sighed, "Stop being a teenage girl and get in the damn elevator" I muttered leaning back against the wall. He walked in, grumbling quietly under his breath. As much as this guy annoyed me I would be stuck with him for a while. He was like a little brother and it was clear that he desperately needed help.

     "Look" I turned to face him, "If you're so in love-"

     "I'm not in love."

     I rolled my eyes at his interruption, "Whatever. If you like him so much then why the fuck won't you go get him instead of sitting on your ass being jealous of every person who goes near him." He went to open his mouth but I put my hand up to stop him from interrupting me again. "Maybe Reigns is gonna reject my advances, I don't plan on raping the guy. If he doesn't want it I won't give it to him. All that I'm doing could be for nothing but you know what at least I'm doing something to get what I want. This guy is very clearly into you and yet you're sitting on your ass doing nothing. Grow a pair or suck it up and move on."

    I moved away from him and walked out the now open door. Rollins followed behind me but he didn't say anything else. The hallway was dead silent and every step we took could be heard. I looked back at him and he avoided my eyes. Fine with me, I liked him better like this anyways.

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     The car ride to the area was completely silent except for the music coming out of the radio. Seth drove there and I would be driving back. The guy was clearly tense, he was gripping the steering wheel like he wanted to snap it in half. I was not the slightest bit interested in starting a conversation and he didn't seem the slightest bit interested in talking.

     Or at least that's what it seemed like until we were about half way there and stopped at a red light. I heard him sigh and glanced over at him out of the corner of my eye.

     "He hates me" He spoke quietly, leaning forward to rest his head on the steering wheel solemnly. "He came to our room that night when you were out doing whatever" he gave me a sideways glance and I just shrugged.

     "Anyway he came to the room and he... he looked so heartbroken. He was crying, I'd never seen him like that before. I panicked, I told him I didn't love him," He banged his head on the steering wheel before looking back up when the light turned green.

      "Even if Reigns is gay, which I'm pretty sure he isn't, you've got a better chance with him than I do with Ambrose" He muttered bitterly as he started driving again.

     I sighed, he was an idiot that was for sure, but he wasn't a bad guy. Why he suddenly decided to stab his friends in the back, I don't know. But I could tell he didn't know what he had gotten himself into. Hunter was my friend... sometimes, and even I know that he only ever does things to better himself. What he wants with Rollins I don't know, I don't really care as long as whatever he was doing didn't interfere with me.

    "Talk to him. Tell him why you suddenly decided to be a terrible person and stab him in the back and maybe he'll understand. Tell him that you're an idiot and didn't mean what you said and maybe he'll take pity on you and take you back" I shrugged and gave him a dull smile to which he glared at in return.

    Giving his shoulder a pat I turned back to the front, he wasn't a bad kid.

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     Who the fuck does he think he is? If he didn't have a say in how much I got paid I would've dropped him and his stupid wife a long time ago. Dropped his ass and then beat it right in front of her.

     Beyond pissed off I sat in my locker room, resisting the urge to drink before the show started. I thought about calling my daughter to calm myself down but a knock at my door prevented me from doing so.

     I groaned and stood up walking over to the door, not really wanting to deal with anyone until I actually had to. Knowing my luck it was probably Rollins who had no longer had friends and needed somebody to bother.

     I opened the door and folded my arms across my chest. Well this certainly lifted my mood a little.

     "Can I help you with something" I questioned, cocking an eyebrow at the large Samoan standing in front of me. He wasn't dressed like he was about to do a show. Actually he looked like he had just gotten into the building. His hair was in a messy bun, he was in a simple sweatshirt and sweatpants and I'd be lying if I said he didn't look as sexy as he always does.

     He was clearly flustered, his head was down, this was a sight that I would definitely get used to seeing very often. It was obvious he didn't want to look me in the eye, which was good, it meant that I didn't have to teach him not to.

     I moved out of the way and didn't say anything, curious as to what he would do. He finally looked up at me and he didn't look happy. But he didn't necessarily look angry either, he was more conflicted. Which made sense, he had no reason to trust me and I doubt he'd ever done anything like this before.

     After staring me down for a few seconds he stepped into the room, allowing me to close the door behind him with my foot. He jumped at the sound of the door closing and turned his head to look at it for a brief second. I took the opportunity to push him against it, boldly pressing my lips to his just to see how he would react.

     I got my answer once I felt his lips slowly start to move against my own.

A/N- I'm still here! Know it's been a while hope you enjoyed!

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