I start to clean up my wounds after a long night of what Dolph would like to call his way of showing me affection; the cuts on my chest are the worst. Dolph was drunk; he threw his empty bottle at me, shattering the glass leaving it embedded in my chest. I wipe away the excess blood that had dripped down my chest, the wounds stung when a touched them, but I had to get the alcohol out, before it started to become infected.
I went over and sat on the side of my hotel room bed and began to cry, what was I doing in this relationship still I needed to get away but he threatened that he would end me if I ever left him, I suppose I still love him, or at least I would tell myself that to ease the pain.
*Beep Beep, Beep Beep*
I wipe away my tears and reach for my phone.
2:58am Unknown Number
Jenn, its Randy. Are you awake? Can you meet me at my room? I need to talk. No. 78, level 12
I took a deep breath and composed myself.
2:58am Jenn
Sure. I'll see you soon.
I put on a loose jumper and pyjama shorts on so Randy wouldn't get to nosey about what happened, even though it was an extremely hot night. I stuck my head out the door and looked around the corridor; No one was in sight so I was in the clear. I bolted to the elevator, pressed number 12 and the doors closed. On the way up I thought to myself, I shouldn't be doing this, I mean I'm not doing anything wrong but Dolph would find this inappropriate. I reached level 12 and stood in the elevator for a second, contemplating what I should do. I finally decided to be brave and do what I wanted.
I reached his room and quietly knocked on the door so I wouldn't wake anyone, not that it mattered because he flung the door open at a thousand miles an hour making it hit the wall. He grabbed my arm and pulled me into the room slamming the door behind me.
"What happened to not treating women like that huh Randy?" I growled turning around to him. Everything in my mind turned to mush when I realised he was just in his boxer shorts without a shirt. I thought I was going to pass out but instead my face just turned red.
"Sorry, I didn't want you to get seen, you're not meant to be walking around at this time of night. I didn't hurt you did I?" he began to walk toward me to see if I was okay.
"No, No I'm fine!" I laughed awkwardly trying not to look at him.
"So anyway, what did you want to talk about anyway?" I finally collected myself enough to ask him.
He sat himself down on the side of his bed and sighed. "What I was going to tell you before, I don't know you, but obviously you want to help. I mean its fucking 3am and you came to talk to me?"
I sat beside him and fake yawned "yeah you're lucky, I don't just get out of bed for anyone!" I laughed knowing that I wouldn't have slept anyway.
He smiled "I appreciate it you know? People think I don't need help because I'm Randy Orton, I'll get another girl, or 20 but that's not the point. It's not the girl I give a fuck about. It's My Daughter." He began to struggle again. "Since my wife, I mean ex-wife was having this affair. I found out that, that." He looked down and I could see him getting angry, he was tensing his muscles and breathing heavily like he was earlier that day, he must be hurting badly. "She's not my daughter!" he yelled as he grabbed the empty beer bottle that was sitting on his bedside table and threw it at the wall.
There was glass everywhere, I was taken aback by his anger, but I understand why. I grabbed his arm, pulled him over and wrapped my arms around his bare chest. I was terrified because it was the same when Dolph got angry, and then he would push me away or hit me. I could hear Randy's heart beating hard and fast, I was ready to be pushed away, but instead I felt his arms wrap around me. I flinched as a nervous reaction to being hit, but it wasn't abuse, he was hugging me.
After about two minutes he slowly let go of me, I was trying to stop shaking from shock as he looked away.
"Jenn, I'm sorry, that just drives me insane, when I think about it I just want to kill that bitch for taking away the most precious thing I had in my life!" he began to tense up again.
"It's okay! I understand, like I said I will always be here for you when you need it weather you're angry, sad or happy." I smiled softly at him "you can talk to me about anything. I'll be your friend"
He sat down and smiled. "Thanks." But then his face slowly turned to concern and anger "Now, tell me what the hell happened with you and that Blonde fuckwit Dolph yesterday? Is he hurting you? Cause I will kill him if he hurt you." He growled
I sat down and contemplated telling him what happened, he was so honest with me, I should be honest with him. I looked at his concerned face and knew if I told him that it would no longer be concern it would be rage.
"Nothing, he's my boyfriend and he's just really..." I sighed "Protective of me."
"Well I don't like him, as soon as I see him slip up with you ill murder him! He doesn't deserve someone with a beautiful heart like you." He had a serious tone as he looked deep into my eyes.
I looked away, I wanted to cry and just tell Randy what was happening so he would save me. But I couldn't, I stood up "Its late Randy I should probably get back to my room." I whispered looking at the ground, trying not to cry.
He stood up next to me "Okay. Don't get caught though, and thank you again." He lifted my head up by my chin "If you need to talk I'll be there, got it?" He smirked at me softly.
I smiled softly and nodded.
When I finally got back to my room I couldn't sleep, I kept looking to my phone, re-reading the message Randy had sent to me. It was good to have a friend, well a friend that I can only secretly talk to, but he made me feel different, I felt special.
