Chapter 2 Let me tell you a story

Randy's POV

I had just closed my eyes when they flew open again at the sound of J and Izzy bursting through it. J was telling Izzy to keep it down because I was asleep. Looking at the clock I was surprised to find that I had been asleep for a while. Pulling on some clothes I headed out to the lounge.

"Hey guys"

"Daddy!" J rushed at me knocking the wind from my lungs a little. I swear she was as strong as her mother. "I had so much fun!"

"So did I!" Izzy cheered pulling out a seat, I sat with her, J on my lap.

"Aunt Izzy tried to punch an ostrich" J giggled, I'm guessing they went to the zoo unless Izzy went to an ostrich farm which sounded like something she would do.

"It stole my popcorn!" Iziah said hotly, "Stupid rangers stopped me"

J giggled again fishing around in her pockets "Look what Izzy bought me" In her hands was a deep red bulldog softtoy. "She said mummy would of loved it" J said quietly not looking at me. It didn't worry me much, she had lost her mother why wouldn't she be sad.

"J how about you put your doggy away and watch some tv, I have to talk to your Dad"

"Ok" J slid off my lap and went to her bedroom.

"We need to talk" Iziah said seriously as I made a coffee. Iziah lived on coffee which was good because so did I.

"About?"

"J"

"What about her?" I narrowed my eyes at her bringing the cups to the table.

Iziah just looked at me wondering how to proceed "Did you see how quiet she went when she mentioned Raven"

"She lost her mother Izzy, how do you expect her to react?"

Izzy shook her head "Idiots." She muttered, I let it go while she went on. "Do you know J said to me today after I tried to punch the damn bird out? She said mummy would of done the same thing, then she looked up at me in pure terror and pleaded me not to tell you that she mentioned Raven"

That didn't make sense to me, "What the hell?"

"She thinks that you don't love Raven"

I thumped my fist angrily, "You know I love her"

Iziah rolled her eyes "I know you love her moron, Harm knows it, Storm knows it, hell even Wade Barrett knows it and he's british." Iziah sighed "Randy you have a six year old girl in there upset and heart-broken because Dad hasn't mentioned one thing about mummy in about ten months. That tells us that your hurting, it tells her you didn't love Raven"

"I do love her Iziah" I said softly,

Izzy patted my hand gently "I'm not the one you should be reminding"

After dinner J went back to her room, she had been quiet since Izzy left. I saw what she was talking about and it hurt knowing that my own little girl really thought I hated her mother, it hurt more her thinking that she couldn't even mention Raven with me around.

"J!" I called out going into her room. She wasn't there. "J!"

"In here Daddy" J said from behind me. She was dressed in Raven's wedding dress and the one pair of heels she owned. Other vairous garments that were once Rae's drapped over her. I tried so hard not to laugh.

"What are you doing J?"

"I'm not J, I'm now mummy!" She stamped her little foot trying to stay balanced in the heels. I shouldn't of laughed but it was just too funny.

"Well mummy, it's time for your bath" I scooped her out of the gear.

"You can't see me take a bath"

"Why not?"

"Your a boy, boys can't see me take a bath"

"Great thinking J, keep thinking that way til your fifty"

"Did you get alot of sleep Daddy?" J asked as I tucked her into bed.

"Yeah I did" I was gonna be up for a while now, I knew it. "Did your aunt really try and knock out a giant bird?"

J laughed "Yeah, she said mummy would of helped her"

"Oh yeah Raven and Izzy would of taken turns to punch it" I laughed

J looked at me shocked that I said her name at long last, like I didn't notice I sat on the end of her bed. "Did I ever tell you about the infamous food-fight we had?"

"You and mummy had a food fight?"

"Oh yeah" I chuckled at that memory. Back in those days we found any reason to fight with each other. Anything to feel her smooth skin against mine. It was the only one of our fights that didn't end with a visit to the ER or blood.

"We were in the catering area and Raven came along wanting to get a coffee"

"Oh you stopped her didn't you? We all know thats bad"

I laughed before going on "I tipped the coffee over and made it look like an accident. Mummy looked like she was going to kill me. She didn't like it when I laughed. Grabbing the first thing she could which was some sort of cream filling thing. she smashed me right in the face. Cream going everywhere. She looked at me smiling, saying "Your right that is funny"

J cracked up laughing at my story, luckily I made it sound like it was a joke between, which it wasn't. We really wanted to kill each other. "She got you!"

"That she did baby. Next thing I know I grabbed the jelly off the desert tray and threw it at her, she was soaked and stained with red. For the next few moments we just kept grabbing food and drink and threw it at each other, trying to make the other get embarrassed. Then we were pulled apart by Vince McMahon"

"Ooh you got in trouble!" J teased, her face positively lit up. For the first time in a while her blue eyes bright with happiness.

I laughed "Oh yeah, we were ordered to clean it up and to stop acting like children. Raven looked up at me and said "Admit it Orton, that was fun"

J settled back in the pillows "I liked that story, better than the ones that Izzy tells"

"Like?"

"Just ones about wolves eating little girls and pigs getting boiled and living in straw houses. Who lives in a straw house"

"You go to sleep and tomorrow night I will tell you another one"

"About mummy?"

"Yeah, the best kind of story in the world right?" I kissed her forehead gently turning on the little light by her bed. "Jamye you know I loved mummy right?" I looked into those shining blue eyes for a moment. It had been awhile since I called her by her full name, from day one it had always been J.

"Do you miss her?"

"Everyday" I kissed her again "Now you get some sleep because I'm tired again"

J giggled as I shut the door. Tiredly I locked up everything and headed to bed myself hopefully there would be a good horror on or something that would destract me Raven. No such luck on either account so there I was once again staring up at the dark ceiling of our bedroom trying to sleep. I rolled over again trying to get comfy, my mind going back to another memory of her, the very first time I met her. The day I claimed to hate her, I knew I was lying the moment I said it.