A/N: Hey guys! This is the sequal to my other story 'Broken', it was just suppose to be a oneshot kind of thing but since you all wanted more, I will write more, just for you guys : ) I also want to thank everyone who reviewed 'Broken', it means alot that you actually liked it. Thank you! I've decided to make this a multiple chapter story, I have lots of ideas already with this fic, I just hope you all enjoy. I know this part is pretty short but this is just a little teaser I guess lol! Enjoy and PLEASE review, it keeps me motivated. Thanks again : )
One Year Later.
One year later, and here he was. Pacing back and forth in front of an off white colored door. His hands in his pockets, head down, eyes burning a hole into the ruby red carpet. To say he was nervous was a definite understatement. He felt like his heart was about to beat out of his chest. He knew this day would come, but he just wanted to get it over and done with. Quick and painless, like a band-aid, just that simple...yeah right.
Come on Cena, you can do this.
That's right. One year later and here John Cena was. Pacing in front of a hotel room. And not just any hotel room, Randy Orton's hotel room. The man he left behind a little over a year ago. Back then he was, as alot of people put it, 'burned out'. He needed to get away, get his mind right and focus on himself for once. The only thing he hated the most, was how he left. He knew it would be hard but he never thought it in a million years that it would be as hard as it was. Leaving his job hurt, but leaving Randy, the man he loved more than anything, the man who stood by him through everything, broke John's heart in a way he never thought possible. John could remember that night like it was yesterday, the feelings, the look in Randy's eyes, as if the older man had betrayed him in some way. John could remember every single detail of that entire night, from the smell of Randy's cologne, down to the message he'd left the younger man.
"..be as angry as you need to be, just don't think that I ever stopped loving you because I didn't...and I never will."
Till this day those words played over and over in John's head. He meant EVERY single word. John's feelings for Randy never wavered, he still loved him, no amount of time was going to change that. However, John didn't come back to disrupt Randy's life or anything, he honestly came back because he was finally ready. He took his much needed break and now, he was ready to get back to work and back on the road. He's been in talks with Vince about his comeback for about a month now, and Vince was more than happy about it.
"Hey Vince, how's everthing?"
"Hey John. I'm doing good, I'd be doing even better if you're calling me for what I hope you're calling me for.." The older man hinted.
John laughed, knowing he was about to make his boss's day. "Yeah, I am. I want to come back. I'm ready to finally come back."
That was a little less than a month ago. John and Vince had reached an agreement and John was going to make his big return on Raw tomorrow night. Vince wanted it to be a huge surprise and John agreed, but the last thing he wanted to do was blindside Randy like that, the man hated surprises and John knew that, which brings him to this point. He wanted to tell Randy what was going on and he knew it had to be done face to face, although doing it by phone sounded a hell of alot better to John at the moment.
John hadn't spoken to Randy since he left that night a year ago. He did see Randy once, though the younger man didn't know it. It was about six months ago, the Raw roster was in Boston, and John happened to be visiting his family at the time, so he thought he would see the guys, but most importantly, Randy. He was nervous, of course. John knew Randy was probably still pissed at him, the younger man could hold a grudge like nobody's buisness, and John knew that better than anyone, but if he was being honest, he had missed Randy alot and really wanted to see him and this was his chance, so he did, John saw Randy...just not in the way he wanted. John was walking to the younger man's hotel room when he saw...
John shook his head of those thoughts, as he rubbed the back of his head with his hand and sighed fustratingly. He knew Randy needed to move on, but having to see it...seeing Randy with...
John closed his eyes, not wanting to see it again. It hurt, he was man enough to admit that. It hurt alot. That was the moment when John realized that he and Randy, his Randy, were really over, and it was his own doing. As long as Randy's happy, it's all worth it. That the sentence he memerized by heart, everytime that image came to his head, he repeated that over and over again, because that's all he wanted, was for Randy to be happy...even if it was with someone else.
The older man stopped pacing and faced the door in front of him. Like a band-aid. Taking a deep breath, John prayed for the best and softly knocked on the door. It was 2 o'clock in the afternoon so he knew Randy would be awake, unless he wasn't even there, than all of this worrying would have been for no-
The door quickly opened and John came face to face with Randy. The shock on the younger man's face was unreal. It was as if he was staring face to face with a ghost or something. John had never been more nervous in his life, it was as if time just stopped as they locked eyes, the older man's heart speeding up.
A small smile appeared on John's face, he couldn't help it, he hadn't seen Randy in a while, it was nice to see him, really nice, even through the tension in the air. John's smile slowly dropped though, as he looked at Randy's face, he couldn't read it. It was a mix of complete shock and...he couldn't tell what else, but it definitely wasn't happy. The younger man's eye's feeling cold and distant to John, for the first time. They stood there for what felt like hours until John finally opened his mouth to say something. ANYTHING would be better than the silence, but as he went to speak, something interrupted him...
or should he say...someone.
Walking out of the bathroom, wearing nothing but a towel around his waist, was none other than Stu Bennet, Wade Barrett to most people.
John felt his stomach drop. He knew about them for about six months now, but it didn't make him feel any better. Somewhere in the back of his mind he had hoped that maybe what he saw six months ago was just a one time thing, just a case of Randy being lonely or something, but maybe it was more serious then John thought. Randy turned his head, seeing Stu standing there, a blank expression on the brit's face, as he turned his head back to face John again. Randy bit his bottom lip and adverted his eyes to the ground, as if he was ashamed or guilty for some reason.
It all just felt like one bad, awkward nightmare. It HAD to be.
But it wasn't...Shit.
So there it is! A little teaser for you. Let me know what you think and please review! I hope you enjoyed : )
