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Author's Note: Here is Chapter Two to the Sequel to You're Holding my Heart. I'm probably going to get shit for the ending but I don't care...it FELT right. Don't worry it's the last time because I have decided that the next TWO chapters are going to be in Jaicelyn's POV and the the next two will be Randy's and so on. You get the point. I actually enjoyed writing this chapter and I would really appreciate it if you'd review...they make my day. So enjoy this chapter and please, review!
I hit the horn on my Hummer after parking in a parking stall. I was such an idiot. I got out and sprinted into the building. I had little time to find Jaicelyn and make things right. I doubt I could make things right, but I could try.
I walked through the halls and I found John and Maria outside a locker room. I frowned. Why the hell weren't they with Jaice? Somebody needed to be with her. I walked over to them.
"Why the hell-," I started.
"She's locked in YOUR locker room and she won't let anybody in," John interrupted me.
Well I guess she can't leave but she shouldn't be alone either. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair again.
"Well I guess I'll have to break down the door," I said as if it was an easy task.
I took a deep breath before I barged into the door with my shoulder. It took me a couple tries before I got it open. I shut the door behind me, not wanting John and Maria to over hear the conversation that was about to take place. I walked over to Jaicelyn who was sitting on the floor with her knees pulled to her chest and her arms wrapped tightly around her knees. I sat down beside her, not saying anything at first. She had tears still spilling down her face and her make up was smudged to hell.
"Jaicelyn," I said, quietly.
"Is your baby beautiful?" she asked, finally looking at me.
"Yes, she is, Jaicelyn," I sighed.
"What'd you name her?" she asked.
I reached over and wiped her tears away with my thumb. She grabbed my hand and held onto it, lacing her fingers with mine.
"Taylor Jaice Orton is her full name," I said, with a smile.
She sniffled and looked at me wide eyed.
"You named her after me? Does Sam know?" she asked.
I chuckled and brought her hand up to my mouth and kissed it. I let my lips linger on the back of her hand before placing our hands back down at our sides.
"Sam doesn't know that she's named after you but she loves the name combination," I said, smiling at Jaicelyn.
"Oh, you know I still hate you and I am still quitting," she told me.
"Jaice! You are not quitting, you love wrestling!" I said, standing up.
"I can't be here, Randy. I can't be in the same building as you," she said, looking up at me.
"Then I'll go to Smackdown!" I told her.
"You can't you have the WWE Championship," she pointed out.
I sighed. She was right, there was no way that Vince was going to let me go to Smackdown, not with the belt on me.
"You can transfer to Smackdown," I told her.
She looked at me and sniffled.
"I don't want to quit wrestling but do you really think that Vince would let me transfer over to Smackdown?" she asked me.
"He'll have to, I'll explain everything to him and I know he doesn't want to lose you as a diva," I told her.
I reached my hand out to her and she took it and I pulled her up against me on accident. She looked up into my eyes and pulled away.
"Let's go talk to Vince," I suggested quietly.
She nodded her head and we walked out and went to Vince's office. I noticed John and Maria were nowhere to be seen and that was good. I didn't want them to see Jaice and I holding hands. I didn't need any more shit from John about the relationship that I had with Jaice, if you could even call it a relationship. I knocked on Vince's door and when I heard him say come in, I walked in with Jaicelyn by my side.
"Randy, Jaicelyn, what can I do for you?" Vince asked, surprised to see us in his office.
"Vince, you know I became a father today right?" I asked, starting out easy.
"Yes I did and I do believe congratulations are in order," Vince said, sticking his hand out for me to shake.
I shook his hand, making sure I had a proud looking smile on my face. Don't get me wrong, I was proud just a little bit upset that I was going to allow Jaicelyn to go to Smackdown where I couldn't watch her every day but I couldn't let her lose her job over me either. I wouldn't allow it because honestly, I wouldn't be able to stand myself if I let her quit her job.
"Thank you, Mr. McMahon but that's not while we're here," I said with a sigh.
I watched Vince frown. I'm guessing he's heard what's happened between Jaicelyn and I but I can only assume, nothing else.
"Well, Mr. McMahon, Jaice wants to be transferred to Smackdown," I said, slowly.
"No, I won't allow it," he said, stiffly.
"Then I'm quitting, Mr. McMahon," Jaice said, finally speaking up.
"What?" Vince said, looking at her, his eyes widened.
"Vince, Jaicelyn and I have a history together and it's hard for her to be near me or under the same roof as I am. And no, I wasn't mean to her but I broke her heart. I don't like to see her hurt but I had made a mistake and this is the only way I can see to try to help her get over me," I explained to him.
Vince looked from me and then to Jaice to only catch her looking down. I felt bad for her again. I had fucked things up majorly over the past nine months.
"Fine, Jaicelyn I expect you to be on a plane early tomorrow morning to catch a flight to the Smackdown arena. I will call Vickie Guerrero to tell her that she has some new talent coming to Smackdown and Randy, don't let something like this happen again," Vince said sternly.
I nodded my head with a smile. Jaicelyn and I thanked him before walking out of his office. I smiled at her just looking at her beauty. We walked down the hall in silence.
"I'll take you to the hotel; I don't want you to take a cab," I told her.
"Randy, it's fine," she told me.
I gave her a pleading look. I just wanted to spend a little bit more time with her before it would be our last time together.
"Please, Jaicelyn. I want to give you a ride to the hotel," I pleaded with her.
I didn't care if I sounded pathetic but I would honestly do anything just to be with her once more before she transferred to Smackdown. I would win in the long run. She could never resist my blue eyes. In the past and in our past arguments, I would normally be the one to apologize and give her my puppy dog face, making my blue eyes look irresistible.
"Randy, I can't," she said.
"Jaicelyn, please, it's just a ride and a walk up to your hotel room," I pleaded again with her.
I gave her my puppy eyes. Sure they weren't brown but she had a thing for my eyes but so did every other girl who came my way.
"Fine, Randy, you can take me to my hotel and walk me to my room," she sighed.
I smirked. I won. I usually always won but that was before I fucked everything up. I let her grab her things before we headed out to my Hummer. I opened the door for her before jogging over to my side to get in. I started up my Hummer and pulled it out of the parking lot with ease. I didn't bother to make small talk because I didn't really want her to know that I was upset that she was going to Smackdown, even though I was the one that had suggested it.
I pulled up to her hotel about ten minutes later and got out of my Hummer after parking it. I watched Jaicelyn get out. I really looked her over. She was beautiful. I've heard some guys backstage call her hot and sexy but she really didn't like to be called that. She actually didn't prefer to be called anything because she wasn't conceited or anything. She was different from Sam. Sam needed me to tell her that she was beautiful or that she was hot and if I didn't, she would end up in tears.
"Randy, stop staring," Jaice said, blushing.
"What? Oh, sorry," I said, with a small shrug as we walked into the hotel.
Jaicelyn decided she wanted to take the stairs being as she was only on the third floor. I didn't mind because I was in shape and because the stairs took more time. We didn't make small talk at all, just climbed up the flight of stairs until we came to the third floor. I pulled the door open, holding it for her to walk through. She smiled at me before walking through the open door. I followed her, letting the door close shut behind me. We walked down the hallway until we came to her room. She looked at me and had sudden tears in her eyes.
"I want one more night Randy, just one," she said before pulling me to her and enclosing her lips onto mine.
I wrapped my arms around her, kissing her back. I forgot about Sam and my newborn daughter. I grabbed the key card from her hand and put in the slot opening the door but not once breaking the kiss. I picked her up and she wrapped her legs around me waist. I carried her into the hotel room. I heard the door shut behind us as I pushed her lightly against the wall. Her hands pulled my shirt off, only breaking the kiss for a second before her lips returned to mine.
Her kisses were passionate and loving, far different from any of the kisses I had shared with Sam. I eased up off of her for a moment and pulled her shirt off to reveal her silver bra. I smiled at the sight. I hadn't seen her without her shirt off for a long time. She looked damn good. I went to her neck and started working on it with my mouth. A few moans slipped out of her mouth as I kissed the weak spot on her neck that I knew she had. Another moan slipped out of her mouth and it caused me to smile. I held her closer to me as I moved our bodies to the bed. I dropped her gently on the bed and took my pants off and stepped out of them. I eased my boxers off before I worked on her jeans. I finally got them off to stare at her in just her bra and boyshorts.
"You are beautiful," I murmured as I crawled on top of her.
I kissed her mouth as my hands unhooked her bra and slid it off of her. I let one of my hands cup one of her breasts, squeezing it gently as I kissed her, feeling myself get even harder at just the mere touch of her. I couldn't wait any longer and I tugged her boyshorts off with a grunt. I looked into her eyes and she nodded her head. I took a deep breath before pushing myself inside of her. She gasped a little. I paused a moment. She was tight and I let her relax before pushing all the way in. I slowly started to move in and out of her. She let a satisfying moan out as she felt me moving inside her. She grabbed my head and pulled my lips to hers, kissing me hard. I kissed her back, picking up speed. I thrusted inside of her for awhile. She continued to kiss my lips and my neck, moaning every so often. Just the sound of her voice was all I needed to continue. I finally came inside of her, pulled out, and collapsed on the bed beside her, worn out.
"I love you, Randy," she whispered, looking at me too.
"I love you too, Jaice," I whispered back.