Well, I'll be damned, Randy Orton thought to himself as he looked carefully at John Cena in front of him on the front porch. He sure is a great actor to pretend that he actually cares that his father died. Besides, John walked out on me and his father eight years ago. So why would he care now?
"six years ago, he passed away." he gestured to the people behind him in the house. "This is the time for them to say goodbye to him."
"No way," John said in disbelief. "It can be true... You have to be lying..."
"I wouldn't waste my damn breath lying to the likes of you," Randy said coldly.
John took a step backwards and Randy grabbed him with one hand to stop him from falling down the stairs. John stared at Randy's hand around his arm dizzily.
"I...I feel so b...bad..." He managed to say before his eyes closed and his legs gave way.
Randy cursed at him; picking John up into his around and carried him into the house.
"Mr. Orton, is everything okay?" Wade Barrett, the butler, said as he came rushing over to them.
"Mr. Cena fainted when he heard about his father," Randy simply replied, biting his tongue to stop him from saying mean things about John's reaction.
"Do we need a doctor?" Wade asked with worry in his eyes.
"No... Is his room ready for him?"
"It is always kept ready for Mr. Cena, sir..."
"Good, I guess..." Randy nodded his head to John's belongings on the front porch. "Bring his stuff, Wade..."
"Yes, sir..."
Randy walked up the stairs to John's room and put him down on his comfortable bed, checking out his body to see if he wasn't hurt anywhere and he realized that he was going to be okay.
"Should I get Adam to attend to him, sir?" Wade asked as he came in the room and placed John's belongings on the floor.
"Yeah," Randy was carefully watching John sleeping and hoped that he would open his eyes at any second. "That would be helpful, Wade..."
Why? he thought in confusion. Why on earth would John come back now?
Randy jumped as he saw Adam Barrett pop up beside him and he was the one who got Wade and Adam together as a happy couple. Randy was jealous that he wasn't like them but he couldn't let it keep him down or make him feel so depressed.
"Johnny... What has he done to himself?" Adam muttered in annoyance. "And what has he done to his hair?"
"I think he cut it very short..." Randy smirked at John's short hair and the brunette was happy that he was growing his hair out.
Randy had hoped that John has changed. But of course, he has not... He wasn't ever going to change for anyone...
Wade quickly reappeared in the doorway of the room.
"Mr. Orton, the guests..."
"Oh, yeah... I'll be right there..."
Thirty minutes later, Randy was alone, well expect for the Barretts and the man resting upstairs.
Randy went to the library and picked up the bottle of cognac. He sat down on the chair that was beside the fire and lifted the glass to his lips.
"Can't wait to taste it, huh?"
Randy's eyes widen a little at the sound of John's voice and frowned a little in annoyance.
"Want to join me?" Randy muttered coldly.
"Sure..."
John poured himself a glass of cognac and sat down in his father's chair that was opposite from Randy's.
"I can not believe that he is gone," John sighed sadily.
"Well, he is gone..."
"I would never have thought that he had died."
"Neither did he... But cancer got the better of him."
John blinked in shock. "Cancer?" He mumbled quietly. 'I thought it would have been an heart attack..."
Randy raised an eyebrow. "What the hell would make you think that?" he asked in curiousity.
John shrugged. "I just assumed that it would have been his heart," he answered to Randy honestly.
Randy looked at the fire and sighed softly. "Your father always wanted to shield you from the big bad world," he said with a hint of jealousy. "He never wanted to put you through all the things that he was going through."
"I think that I was always a disappointment to my father," John said bitterly and glared at Randy. "But in his eyes, you were always the Golden Boy, Randy..."
I hope you guys will enjoy this new story as well as my other stories! :D