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Grace closed her eyes and let the hot water roll down her face, then put her head down to let it go down her back.

"Grace, you left your towel-" Randy stopped at the doorway, immediately seeing the black and blue that adorned her back.

"Gimme a minute…" She looked over her shoulder, avoiding his eyes.

"Grace-"

"Please." She begged, hardly above a whisper. Holding her breath till he was gone, Grace choked out a quiet sob.

"Gracie'll come to her senses soon enough, I know it…" Wade huffed as he curled the weight in his hand back towards him.

"You've gotta do something about Orton, man." Justin added.

"What was Randy talking about?" Heath asked as he approached the two.

"What are you gabbing on about, now, Heath?" Wade sighed with an eye roll.

"He asked 'what did you do to her?' what was he talking about?" Heath clarified.

"Your guess is as good as mine, mate. Who knows what goes on in that warped head of Orton's?" Wade reasoned.

"That was an awful strong reaction for something he just made up in that warped head of his." Heath pressed.

"Don't you have some yoga to do? You're awful wound up lately." Wade sneered. Justin's eyes went fluidly back and forth between the two. Heath took at a deep breath and threw Wade one last nasty glare before turning to walk away.

"Tell Danielle 'hello' for me, would ya?" Wade snickered over his shoulder. Heath stopped mid-stride, but fought the urge to turn around before walking away.

"Don't…Wade no!"

"You're my good girl. Mine!"

"No! Get off!" Grace let out a pained shriek before Randy took her in his arms.

"Grace, wake up!" Randy held her face in his hand as she tried to thrash out of his grasp.

"Randy?" She panted.

"It was just a dream, I'm right here." He stroked her sweat-matted tresses as he laid her back down on her pillow. She struggled to steady her breathing, looking at the raindrops tapping the window. Grace turned her head back to Randy, already fallen back into his slumber.

The coolness of the kitchen floor gave Grace a burst of energy as she tiptoed through the room. The notion of sleep was quickly evading her, and being left to her waking thoughts all night was not an option. Opening Randy's liquor cabinet, she pulled out an opened bottle of rum. She sighed as she poured herself a glass. Grace wasn't much of a drinker, for the most part she actually disliked the taste of alcohol. Letting out a harsh breath of air after the first swig, she topped off her glass. Anything to not be left alone with her thoughts.

"Grace?" Randy called as he walked down the stairs. He walked through the kitchen and saw her asleep on the couch in the living room. "Hey." He murmured, rubbing her chin. After a few moments, she opened her eyes.

"Randy." She was glad to see him, but couldn't bring herself to return his smile.

"You ok?"

"I must've fallen asleep down here." She answered.

"Have you been drinking?" He asked, smelling the rum on her breath.

"…I couldn't sleep." She said as she sat up.

"Why don't I go grab you something to eat?" Randy suggested.

"It's ok, I'm not hungry." She only looked him in the eye a moment before looking away.

"You know, I was gonna have dinner with my parents later, but I'll tell them we can do this another time-"

"No, go see your parents, it's fine."

"Grace, I-"

"Really." She assured blankly.

"Alright." Randy sighed and rubbed the back of her head."

"Those scratches are healing up nicely." Danielle said as she turned on her side to look at Wade. He grumbled lightly as he buckled his pants.

"You gonna tell me what happened?" She further pressed.

"Nothing to tell." He said, keeping his back to her as he dressed.

"You know, she's still my best friend and if you-" Danielle had no time to finish her warning before Wade lunged on top of her and wrapped a hand around her neck.

"If I what?" He taunted as she fought for breath. "You're nothing to Gracie, and even less to me, you little whore. Stay in your place, or I'll put you there." His eyes were icy as he stared down at her. He let out a hearty chuckle as he saw a tear roll down the side of her face, patting her cheek before getting up off the bed and heading for the door.

"I'll see ya soon, sweet."