Kelly stood in front of the curtain that she would soon go through to present an award to the WWE Universe that showed up that night. She was presenting a Slammy.

She quickly glanced at the big red monster Kane, who was presenting with her. As she snuck a look at him, she realised he was looking at her, he was only a few feet away, and she never realised how big Kane really was till now. She quickly looked away looking at the curtain she must enter through in about four seconds. She walked onto the stage to cheers, that is until Kane stepped out.

He always looked so sad and depressed. As he took her spot next to her infront of the podium, she spoke into the microphone. "Love is a wonderful thing…" As she said her part, she gave the Slammy to the winner and walked back to the backstage area.

As she pushed her way through the curtain she came face to face….or well in Kelly's instance, it was her face to Kane's chest. She looked up at him, and he was glaring down at her. She felt her heart pick up, she soon became nervous and let her eyes wonder around the room, to see if anyone was there, just in case Kane did anything. He has been known in the past to do weird scary stuff, to not only guys, but the ladies as well.

Was he going to say something? Kelly thought. So she spoke instead of waiting.

"So umm…nice job out there big guy." Kelly said in her usual happy tone, and touched his shoulder before walking around him.

Before she could get more than four steps away Kane finally spoke. "That was a beautiful speech."

Kelly turned around. "Thanks." She smiled slightly. She didn't write it, but she just kept walking.

She quickly walked to the diva's locker room. She has only been on Raw for a while. She has been on ECW and Smackdown for most of her WWE career. She walked in and realised that she was the only one there. She decided to go to the hotel WWE was staying at that night, she was freaked out by her little confrontation with Kane, and well her feeling like an outcast on Raw didn't help either.

She walked to her suitcase and pulled out some sweatpants and a sweat shirt. She replaced her dress with the more comfy clothing and zipped up her suitcase, and made her way to her rental car. She put her hair into a ponytail quickly and placed her huge sunglasses over her eyes.

She pushed open the heavy arena door and noticed it was raining. "Great…just great." She put up the hood on her sweatshirt and walked to her rental.

"I am Barbie girl, in a Barbie world…" Her phone rang. She searched frantically through her purse, and of course finding it in the last pocket she would look in. she looked at the screen. "Justin?" she rolled her eyes obviously annoyed and accepted the call. "What?" She asked not hiding her annoyance.

"Kelly baby, I am so so so sorry. Please forgive me, I miss you." He pleaded in the phone. His thick accent obvious, and with him speaking fast it didn't help. But Kelly understood what he was saying, it was the same thing he was preaching for days now.

"Justin, just stop, please. This is really starting to get pathetic." Kelly spoke. "Stop calling me okay."

"I love you Kelly! Please." Justin yelled from the other end.

She ended the call and gripped her phone tightly, hoping it may crush so she wouldn't answer her phone anymore. So instead she through it across the parking lot not caring where it landed.

She was still so angry about all the events that happened in the past few months. One week prior to tonight, it marked the night Kelly got drafted back to Raw, the night before she found out about her the lies her cheating boyfriend was telling. He was cheating for months and Kelly couldn't believe it. She loved him and he was lying to her.

SLAM! The arena door was violently slammed. The man that did it was clearly upset, since after slamming the door he kicked a garbage can repeatedly before sitting on the pavement. He glanced next to him and saw Kelly's phone sitting next to him, he picked it up and starting walking to Kelly.

It was none other than the Viper, Randy Orton. He looked at her, before putting his hand out to give her back her phone. "I believe this is yours." Randy spoke, with his breathing still trying to be controlled. He was obviously still angry about what happened that night. He lost his title to The Miz, because of a freaking briefcase.

"How did you know it was mine?" She asked taking it back and placing it in her purse.

"It was pink, and well you are…you. So I thought it was obvious." As he spoke Kelly noticed him calming down from previous events. "You didn't notice it was missing." He asked.

"No, I threw it there." She said as she tried to lift up her extremely heavy suitcase.

He laughed slightly as he watched her try and lift her suitcase. "Um, don't you have a boyfriend to do that?"

"NO." She snapped at him. "Ex-boyfriend, hence the reason my phone was across the parking lot."

Randy put his hand over hers and helped her lift her suitcase into the trunk of her car.

She looked at him and he easily lifted it.

"There you go." He looked at her. "You know, the last time I met you was like three years ago."

She was shocked at Randy's comment. "That was a long time ago, I always see you at PPV's but we never talk. You kind of freak me out. Just saying." She smiled slightly.

"I'm sorry, I guess I do that to a lot of people." He looked like he was going to say something else too but stopped himself. "I got to go."

Kelly and Randy once went on a date three years ago, but they never let it get further because she was on ECW and they didn't want to ruin anything they did or did not have.

He walked a few steps away before looking back at her. "Do you…uh never mind."

"Randy! Just tell me." Kelly spoke. She felt the rain going through her sweater and a chill went through her spine.

Randy looked at her. "You have a flat tire." He pointed to her car.

"Oh shit." She walked over to it. "What am I going to do?" She slammed her hand into her trunk causing it to shut. She yelled until she slowed down realising what she just did.

"Oh..my god. This day just keeps on getting better." She yelled louder into the rain. She was now soaked and so was Randy.

"Come on." He said, getting her to follow him.

"What?" She asked.

"Well you can't just stand out here, just give me a minute I will get my stuff." He took off into the arena and came back a few minutes later.

"Where the heck did you go?" Kelly demanded. "What am I going to do about my car? You're a guy, break into it."

"Kelly, I am a wrestler, not a car jacker. Just get in my car before you get sick." He pointed at his car. "We are in my home town so you can come stay at my place till the morning."

"What? No I can't." Kelly insisted.

"You gonna camp out all night next to your car?" His eyebrows raised. "I will call the rental company tomorrow for you. Now get in the damn car."

Kelly walked to the passenger side of his black hummer and opened up the door and jumped into the seat. Randy got in a moment later turning on his car.

"You drive a hummer?" She asked looking around. "It's ginormous."

"It's my baby." He smiled and started driving.

As they arrived at his house he pulled into the long driveway revealing his huge house.

"I think I am getting underpaid." Kelly laughed jokingly.

He looked at her and parked his car.

"Here we are." He said getting out.

Kelly stood in the entrance way of the Orton house. She looked up at the high ceiling.

Randy closed the door behind them.

"You have a really nice house Orton." She said looking around.

"It gets lonely, but I love it." He started walking up the stairs. "Come on."

"Orton I am not "playing around" with you." She said crossing her arms.

He laughed at her comment. "You need clothes Kelly, you can stay there is you want."

He returned a minute later handing her a t-shirt and sweatpants.

"I know it won't fit, but I tried my best." He smiled lightly and walked into his kitchen. "You are small, so just...do whatever you got to do."

Kelly walked into the bathroom and looked at her wet hair and sighed. "You are in Randy's house and you look like trailer trash."

She looked at the shirt Randy gave her and the pants. They both smelt like him, and she liked it.

She walked out of the bathroom into the kitchen where Randy was changed into his pj's.

This consisted of him with plaid pants and him shirtless. Kelly had to admit he had a hot body, and his sleeve tattoos made him hotter. She coughed and he turned to her.

"Hey, wow, you make my clothes look better." He smiled.

She blushed a bit as she looked at his chest, looking away before it looked like she was staring.

All of a sudden an angry look came over him and he turned away.

"You okay?" she asked walking over to him.

"I guess I am just disappointed, about losing my title." He spoke not looking at her.

"I'm sorry." She said.

"I'm going to bed. The uh spare room is down the hall so make yourself comfortable." He walked away looking back a few times at her.