Balanced Entropy (DISCONTINUED)

XLI- Whoever Said A Man Can Trick A Smart Woman Was A Liar

A/N: So, I finally got my crap together. And after three months, maybe longer, here's an update. My writer's block subsided.

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Backstage, Snowflake and Marina were having a fight, and just when Snowflake was about to slap Marina, Marina caught her and instead slapped her. It sounded hard, and loud, like a gargantuan rock being launched from the air and hitting a concrete surface.

Meanwhile, I was in disputes of my own. I saw that video of that little boy RKO'ing Randy, and I couldn't deny that it was cute. I had been on Twitter, and saw that a lot of fans were complaining, but nonetheless accepting that Randy was with Kim now. Huh... wait, since when is he back with her? I thought he had apologized to me! Whatever. I should've learned that, after Punk (albeit I was practically best friends with him now), I should trust no man. And, look what happened. I let my guard down for ONE SECOND, if that, and look what happens. Another damn cheater. I'll be more careful next time I decide to enter a relationship with someone. Next time.

I went to dial Randy's number, three rings, and he answered.

"Hey, Gloria! I thought we were separated from each other for a while. Listen, can you please make it quick, because I kinda have a match right now." he said, sounding like he was pretending to be rushed, because, that I knew of, he didn't have a match tonight, albeit he was now back. What a liar...

"Alright... so, I've been seeing that you've returned to Kim-"

"What? How do you know that?"

"Rand, don't play dumb. The fans know. Everyone knows."

"Fine, you caught me-"

"Meaning that we're over,"

"Yeah, I know..." he said, sounding guilty and a hint hurt. Does it matter to me? Of course not. Should've gotten rid of this dead weight long ago.

"So-bye. See ya around, tell Alanna I love her and for her to be good for me, OK?"

"Of course I'll tell 'er. You know, she really liked you,"

"I already know, and I liked her too. Now, I'll hang up, because this conversation is dragging on for more than is needed," I said, tout de suite hanging up.

I felt like I had a weight lifted off my shoulders, exhaling. I no longer had to deal with his crap.

Pretty soon, my bus was on its way to Chicago. We had an event there. I posted a selfie on Instagram, and put a caption that said I was single. Some fans were upset, others understood and were happy for me.

"Hey, I'll be out for a while, OK?" I told my bus driver.

"Alright, be safe. I'll see you later." she told me.

I traversed, roaming, looking for either Colby, Jon, or Saraya.

I just stumbled upon Jon, who had carpooled with Marina, Chris Jericho, and Nick. I knocked on Marina's window, and she gradually rolled down her window.

Jon looked at me, and said, "Who invited you?"

"Real funny, Jon..." I said, looking around the car. "Hey, Chris. Hey, Nick. Hey, Marina."

They all greeted me.

"OK, anyway, Jon... I was wondering if I could borrow your car?" I said.

"What are you gonna do?" asked Jon.

"Just go hang out with AJ and Punk,"

"Didn't they like, stab you in the back?"