Grace was so pissed. Last night Randy had gone out with John and some of the guys last night and he still wasn't home
She needed to go work out and at 7am, he still wasn't home. She sighed and took up her phone and dialled his number and waited
"Hey this is Randy Orton, I can't come to the phone right now, please leave a message and I'll get back to you, thanks,"
She took a breath and rolled her eyes
"Hey babe, it's Grace, call me back as soon as you can," she said and then ended the call but she was steamed
Randy stayed out all night and didn't even bother to call her and let her know, she worried herself literally sick last night as she thought about what could have happened, and the fact that he didn't call or answer her calls either made her worry that much more
She huffed and went down in the gym area to work out
She probably did 2 hours, and was wet as she went back up to the room to take a shower
As she unlocked the door and immediately almost tripped on Randy's trainers, she heated up, so her darling husband finally came home?
She heard snoring and chuckled. Oh no, he wasn't gonna get any sleep now, she was so mad as she stormed her way into their bedroom
"Wake up Randal!" She called, pulling the blanket from him making him groan and blink slowly
"What is it Grace?" He asked passively
"Do you know what's the fucking time?" She asked angrily, as she looked at him, hands on her hips
"Around 9?" He groaned and she slapped his shoulder
"It's 9:35 in the morning and you just got home, what the fuck is wrong with you?" She yelled and Randy looked confused
"Baby-" he began trying to pull her into the bed
"No, don't touch me right now," she said, pulling her hand out of his grip making him furrow his eyebrows at her
"You not only stayed out all night but you refused to answer all my calls and you didn't have the decency to call me and tell me that you were alive?" She asked and Randy shook his head
"What're you talking about Grace?" He asked, throwing his head back on the pillow with a groan
"You're my husband Randy, I worry about you and you not coming home last night really scared me," she admitted
"Well get in here and I'll make my wifey very happy," he said suggestively and grabbed her hand
"Stop it! Let me know when you're done being a douchebag about everything!" She yelled and turned to walk away and he caught her hand again and she pulled it away
"What did you just call daddy, babygirl?" He asked and she growled
"I called you a douchebag you fucking asshole!" She yelled at him, irritation spiking as she turned around and walked away
"Grace, don't fucking walk away from me!" Randy yelled and she rolled her eyes and walked from the bedroom to the kitchen
Seconds later, Randy came in the kitchen where she was gripping the kitchen counter, anger stewing under her skin and he turned her around
"What the hell is wrong with you? You can't talk to me like that!" He yelled
"Oh so what? I didn't call you last night? Is that really what you want to argue about?" He asked
"No Randy, how about I do what you do? Huh? Would you like me to go out and drink all night and go home with some dude and fuck his brains out?" She yelled in anger
"Is that what you think I fucking did?" He yelled
"You think I cheated on you last night? Do you trust me that little that you think as soon as you're not around I screw everything in a skirt?" Randy asked shocked
"I can't believe this shit Grace!" He yelled, throwing his hands up
"I can't fucking help it Randy, what am I supposed to think? You don't call, you don't answer my calls, I dunno where the fuck you are and John never has his phone on when he's out," she told him
"Well maybe you could fucking trust me!" Randy yelled and she was steaming
"I do fucking trust you, you asshole!" She screamed
"You make my life hell! I fucking hate you!" She screamed
"You nag me 24/7 so don't worry, I fucking hate you to!" He replied
"Yeah well I fucking hate you more you fucking dumbass!" She screamed and turned to walk away and she gasped when she was roughly turned and slammed against the fridge
Randy kissed her so hard, it was anything but sweet or romantic, it was a kiss filled with anger and frustration as their lips bruised and their teeth clinked together, Grace jumped and wrapped her legs around Randy's bare waist as they ravaged each other's mouth, when Randy felt the tension leave her body, he pulled back but still kept her close as he leaned his forehead against hers
"Still hate me?" He panted and she shook her head
"I could never actually hate you," she admitted making him smile
"I'm sorry," he started with a sigh
"I'm sorry for not calling you and not answering your calls, I'm sorry for staying out so late and I'm sorry for saying all those horrible things," he told her sincerely and she sighed and nodded
"I'm sorry to, for over reacting and for nagging you all the time, and sorry for calling you an asshole," she told him
"I deserved it." He admitted
"I just worry alot. Like I dunno how I'd survive if something happened to you, I just got so worried last night that I started imagining the worst shit and I scared myself," she explained
"I'm fine baby, I'll always come back for you," he promised and she smiled and gave him a sweeter kiss
"How about we go to the bedroom and I show you just how much I really am sorry and how much I love my wife?" He asked suggestively, sliding his hand down to rest on her ass
"Hmm, as appealing as that sounds, I'm still mad at you, so no," she said and pushed him back, making her feet hit the floor
"I'm going to John's room, see you in about an hour, you should rest up," she teased, swaying her hips as she walked to the door and Randy followed, pushing the door when she pulled it open
"Oh no you don't, you're coming with daddy babygirl." Randy replied, picking her up and throwing her over his shoulder smacking her ass making her laugh as he walked them into the bedroom