Chapter 1
Randy Orton came downstairs into the living room after he finshed tucking his daughter Alanna into bed for the night. He took a deep breath as he sat down in his favorite easy chair. This was not going to be easy, but he knew he had to do it...it was best for everyone, himself, Sam, Alanna.
Randy's wife, Samantha turned to face him as he sat down.
"All right. So what is it that you need me to know?" she asked him.
Randy took another deep breath and let it out very slowly. Here it was! The moment of truth. There was no turning back now.
"Sam, honey, this is going to be hard for you to hear. And if you hate me when I'm finished telling you then I completely understand. But you need to know, because I can't go on lying to myself and to you. I've fallen in love with someone else."
Sam sat there a moment before she answered. "I see, so who is it?" she asked.
Randy took yet another deep breath in and let it out slowly again. Praying she would understand.
"It's John." he said quickly.
Sam smiled.
"Finally! I was wondering when you were gonna quit beating around the bush and actually tell me about it."
Randy's eyes went wide, and he looked at her with a surprised expression.
"You knew?" he said.
"Randy, I'm not stupid." Sam told him "I've seen the way you and John look at each other. I actually think it's kinda cute."
"You have to promise that you won't tell anyone. We aren't ready to come out yet. You're the only one who knows so far."
"What about Nicole?" Sam asked.
"John told me that he was going to tell her when he got home. I just hope she is as understanding as you were."
"Randy, honey, all I want is for you to be happy. And if your feelings for John make you happy, then I wish you both well."
MEANWHILE AT JOHN'S HOUSE
John Cena sighed as he went out to the patio of his Florida home. With him he carried a bottle of beer for himself, and a glass of red wine, for his girlfriend Nikki Bella.
This was gonna suck, and John knew it. However the truth was that he couldn't keep lying to himself and to Nikki. He needed to clear the air.
"Nicole, babe, there's some stuff you need to hear. And if you feel like you never wanna talk to me again after I tell you. Then that's cool, and I will understand." he said.
Nikki looked up from her iPhone where she was chatting with her sister Brie on Skype.
"I gotta go sis, John just told me he needs to talk. It looks serious." she said.
After Nikki was off the phone, John sat down on the chaise lounge next to hers.
"All right John, what is it that's so darn important?"
"Nicole, babe...this is gonna be rough, and if you never wanna see me again after I tell you this...then that's cool. You have every right to be upset or whatever. But the truth is, I am in love with someone else." John said to her.
Nikki looked at him, with a surprised expression.
"So who is it?" she asked
"It's Randy."
"Randi? Who's Randi? Is it that little slut that comes to all the shows with the tube top on that says Mrs. Cena?"
"No Nik...Randy...with a y. As in Orton."
"John...have you completely lost your mind? You can't be in love with Randy...you're not gay."
"Actually I think I am...or bisexual at the very least." John told her.
"No way John...no way...you are not doing this to me...not after all the crap you put me through when I moved in here."
"And what would you rather I do...go on lying to you. Seeing Randy behind your back? Call me crazy but I knew that there was no way I could do that! Also, since we are on the subject of Me and Randy, you can't tell anyone about us. You are the only one who knows, besides Samantha."
"What? So I'm supposed to just go on being your beard?" Nikki asked him, her voice cracking and tears streaming down her cheeks.
"Come on Nik...I'm sorry. I never meant for it to be like this. But I knew that I had to be honest with you. I thought you would be grateful that I at least had the decency to come out and tell you and not run around behind your back."
"Well you thought wrong! Jesus, John! It's bad enough I have to put up with all those women throwing themselves at you when we do signings. Now you're sitting here telling me that you're gay...or bisexual, and that you're in love with Randy? That's pretty low, and a serious slap in the face, John."
"I know babe. I still care about you. And I still love you lots. It's just that I think it's more like a friendly thing, or more like a sister."
"YOUR SISTER?!" Nikki exploded. "John...seriously, you don't do some of the things we've done with your sister!"
Nikki turned away from him then. It broke John's heart to hear her quiet sobs. However, he knew that he had done the right thing in telling her.
John reached out to touch her shoulder.
"Leave me alone!" she snapped.
"For what it's worth, Nik, I really am sorry." John said to her.
"You know what, John, I really don't think that you are; but you WILL be. I think you were just looking for a way out and decided that this was it. Well guess what, honey. NOBODY screws with Nikki Bella! You've messed with the wrong girl John. You'll pay for this, and I do mean, PAY." she said, sounding almost evil.
"What do you mean?"
"I'm going to the tabloids. To People Magazine, I'll bet they'd pay me a pretty penny for a story like this. I'll bet Make-A-Wish would love to hear that their most requested celebrity is a closet case cock sucking homo!"
"Please Nik...It doesn't have to be like this. You're not being very reasonable." John pleaded with her.
"Well John, maybe you should have thought about the consequences."
John sighed. He knew that there would be no reasoning with Nikki tonight. She was very stubborn when she wanted to be. Yes she was hurting. John could see that. However he did not think that it was very fair of her to want to destroy his career.
He went upstairs to his office and got on the phone. He decided that first person that he needed to call was Vince. Vince needed to know before the story got out.
John dialed the number for WWE corporate offices in Stanford. He asked to be put through to Vince's office. But he was told that Mr. Mc Mahon had left the building and gone home. John thanked Vince's secretary and hung up. He dialed Vince's home line.
"Hello?" answered a familiar voice.
"Hi...Linda? It's John Cena." he said,
"Oh hello John." she said.
"I need to speak with the boss. Is he home?"
"No I'm sorry John. He's not in right now. Can I help?" Linda asked him
"Well...I don't know where to start. Linda. I'm kind of going through something, and I think that you and Vince might need to know about it."
"Okay John, whatever it is, you can tell us. We have an open door policy. You know that."
"You better sit down. Linda, a few months back Randy Orton and myself had a bit of an interesting encounter."
Linda remained silent, listening.
"There was some drinking involved, and things got a little crazy. Linda...Randy and I discovered that we...well...we uh...we love each other." John stammered.
"Finally! I was wondering when you two were going to come to Vince and I. John I've known since the company Christmas Party when you and Randy dissapeared together for an hour. I'm pretty sure that this won't be such a big surprise to Vince either. So why is it that you need to speak to him?
"Well I think we may have a problem, Linda. I told Nicole about Randy and I tonight; she wasn't very happy about it, to say the least. She's trying to blackmail me, threatening to go to the tabloids and to People Magazine. She even threatned to call up Make-A-Wish and tell them. I'm scared Linda! This is my career that we're talking about." John rambled on.
"I see." Linda replied. "Well don't you worry, John. I will let Vince know what's going on as soon as he comes home. He'll take it from there. I'm pretty sure that you have nothing to worry about as far as Nikki is concerned. After all, we're the ones who sign her pay cheques. If she wants to play hard ball, we can play hard ball."
"Thank you Linda, Thank you so much."
"Not a problem, and John?"
"Yes?"
"Congratulations to You and Randy. I think you look very cute together." Linda told him.
John got off the phone and went into the guest bathroom to take a long, hot shower. As he did he couldn't help letting his thoughts wander to Randy. He decided that he would sleep on it, and then call Randy in the morning and fill him in.
