RANDY POV:

I had worn a hole in the carpet from all the pacing I was doing, but quite honestly nothing else was helping. Then I remembered I had a pack of cigarettes down in the car, and I knew that's exactly what I needed right now to calm my nerves. I quickly grabbed my jacket, phone, and hotel key, and opened the door...

''Leighla?!'' I said, looking at her standing there with all her luggage, her face once again washed with black tears.

''I've been standing here for 5 minutes now, debating whether to knock you or to just get on a plane back to Connecticut'' she said quietly.

''I take it things didn't go so well'' I said softly.

''He broke it off with me...'' said, grabbing a tissue from her pocket and crying her eyes out.

''Oh sweetheart, come here'' I said, gently taking her inside with me and hugging her close ''Ss...sh...sh...everything's going to be ok, I promise''

I sat her on the bed, then quickly pulled her luggage in and closed the door.

''Talk to me...'' I said, brushing back a strand of hair away from her face as I sat next to her and placed my arm round her shoulders in comfort.

''You were right Randy, he wouldn't tell me anything about her, he just kept saying how sorry he was for hurting me. He was protecting his little perfect little princess! And as if he couldn't hurt me anymore, he went ahead and broke up with me! Telling me it felt like we were already an old married couple. Two years were together Randy...TWO YEARS! And he breaks up with me for her? Did you know the little bitch is only 19 too? She's a fucking kid for Christ's sake! It's disgusting, how could he?!'' she cried again.

I clenched my jaw as I held poor Leighla in my arms...she really didn't deserve this.

''Now I have no fiancé, no closure...and no one to love me'' she sobbed ''I feel so alone right now Randy'' she cried into my chest.

''Leighla, you're not alone, I told you...you have me now''

''Your married!''

''Doesn't change the fact that I still love you...''I said gently.

''Oh my God, what are you even saying? What am I saying! This is ridiculous!'' she cried, throwing her hands in the air in frustration ''you men are all the same!'' she huffed, and quickly took out her tissue as she began crying again.

''You...wanna stay here tonight ?'' I asked politely, but calmly.

''No. Maybe yes...'' she sobbed, looking up to meet my gaze as she slowly reached her hand up to my face. I leaned down and kissed her lips softly, she was so hurt right now, and I felt absolutely awful for her.

''Make love to me Randy....please'' she whispered ''I need you to take the pain away''

I didn't hesitate as I swooped Leighla up in my arms and cried her over to the bed, where I made love to her over and over and over again until the break of dawn.

SETH POV:

Two days had passed since I'd broken up with Leighla, and I was starting to feel the pressure of things rather quickly. It began with me getting irritated at people constantly asking me where she was. I was feeling bad enough as it is with Leighla still sending me messages of how just how much I had hurt her-I hated to be the one responsible for her pain, but what was done was done, and we had to find a way to move on somehow. That move forward would start at the end of the week when I would meet Leighla for the last time at my home in Davenport for her to pick up her belongings from my house. I already knew all the guilt I still had simmering beneath the surface, would come flooding back to me tenfold as soon as she arrived.

''...well I can't reach her on her cell'' Nikki was moaning to me as I stood waiting by the gorilla for my match at one of the LIVE shows against Bray that night ''...and like she always answers her phone, so can you just do me a favour and pass Leighla this messa-''

''Dammit Nikki! Not right now!'' I yelled.

''Jeez! What is it with you guys lately? And you say were the ones who get huffy on our period, so what's your excuse?!'' she said, before flipping her hair over shoulder, and storming off back toward the lockers. I saw a few personnel and a couple of Superstars staring at me, but right now I didn't give a shit. This was my business, one which I didn't need the whole locker room gossiping about.

When my match was done, I quickly rushed back to my dresser and grabbed my phone ''Ugh!'' I groaned, flinging it across the room in frustration! I took a moment and recollected my nerves, before calmly walking over and picking it up again, clicking the cover back that had snapped off of it.

I had sent Taylor a dozen messages on Twitter, none of which she had responded to, and the frustration of not hearing from her was driving me fucking crazy! I suddenly felt as if I was having Karma thrown back in my face, as this was the exact way Leighla had felt when I was ignoring all of her calls and texts that night.

Come on babe, hit me back...please! I felt annoyed with myself for not getting Taylors contact information, because maybe she would actually answer if she saw me calling. But I guess I forgot what with all that was happening that day. I even tried looking her up on Facebook, but I couldn't find her anywhere. And I was too busy travelling from state to state with wwe, to try and visit her home back in Chicago again.

Why was she ignoring me still? I had sent her a million messages that I had broken up with Leighla for her, but clearly she was still hurting, and now I was too.

But I wouldn't give up, I will message her every day if I had to until I either got a response, or until WWE came back to Chicago for me to try and visit her.