Pairings: None at the moment
Author's Note: So, it's taken me quite some time to update, sorry. I've been, well busy as of late. My step sister just gave birth (12/27 12:19 am) to my fifth niece, Austyn Nichole, so I was at my dad's from the 26th to the 29th. And then lately I've just been busy so, here's the latest chapter.
Disclaimer: I only own Keelyn.
Thank You's: crazy2punk a.k.a. lo lo; angel chick 1589; Vera Roberts (who gives great advice); and FreakofNature21

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Four : Okay

The blonde walked down the hall towards the kitchen with John on her trail. She walked into the room and grabbed her mail from Randy's hands. With a quick "thanks" she turned on her heels and headed back to the guest room.

By the time John reached the room, Keelyn was sitting up in the bed, back under the covers with her back rested upon the pillows, flipping through her mail, stopping to read a get well card here and there. She rolled her eyes at the thought of the cards. 'Let's remember the next time someone's beaten and raped in their home to send them a get-well card." She tossed a few into a pile, until she came upon one of interest. Seeing the name 'Brunellesci' in the corner of the envelope made her blood boil. 'Son of a bitch.'

Kee opened the envelope only to be met with a picture of herself standing out on the balcony to her bedroom. She tried her best to brush off the feeling rushing through her veins; a feeling only to be described as becoming a prisoner of her own home. She flipped behind the first picture to another, one of her leaving the hospital, Randy, John and Becky in the picture with her, Cena with his arm around her.

K.J. looked up to catch John walking towards the bed. She flashed him a smile before placing the picture face down on the bed. Instead of another picture, she found a folded piece of paper, a note from Drew. "So, I see you're home, which is an easier place for me to see you, instead of a hospital where you'd freak out, only to have me kicked out. Believe me, Keelyn, I've had time to think about this, especially during the hours of watching you while you sleep. See, I'm not too sorry about what I did to you, you had it coming. If you had just let me get what I wanted when I showed up, none of this would have happened.

"But, it happened, and honestly I could care less. I got what I wanted, and that's all that matters. I can do whatever I want with you, whenever I want to, You belong to me, and only me. Remember to tell that Cena character that. You're my dirty whore. If you happen to get any closer to him, there may be trouble awaiting you. -Drew. P.S. I'm always watching you."

After she read the entire letter, her hand started to shake, continued by her arm, causing the paper to fall free from her grasp. Her body shook, her eyes closed as tears slipped through, coursing down her cheeks. John took notice of this, and caught a glimpse of the note. He took a seat on the bed next to Keelyn and pulled her into his arms as she cried. "He's never gunna stop, Johnny. Never,"

"Don't talk like that, Baby Girl." John grabbed the note and turned it towards to read while calming the blonde down. "That stupid mother fucker."

John laid Keelyn down on the pillows before slipping out of the bed. He kept a tight grip on the note as he stoop and noticed the backs of the pictures. Being the curious type of person he was, he flipped them over, cursed and grabbed them as well. Tearing out of his bedroom, he stormed down the hall to see Randy and Becky eating and watching T.V. Randy noticed the look on John's face just moments before the Champ shoved the pictures and note into Randy's chest. "What's wrong, man."

"Look at those. That stupid son-uva-bitch is what's wrong." John watched as Randy's eyes scanned over the picture and his jaw clench as he read the note. "We need to call the cops or somethin', Rando. She's fuckin' terrified."

"And you wouldn't be?" The two men turned to Becky, who placed her plate down on the couch and stood up, "Think about her. Her freedom has basically been stolen away from her. She's scarred for life because of what her did, and who wouldn't be if someone did that to them?"

Sniffling can be heard behind Becky, as the three look up to see Keelyn standing in the doorway leading from the hallway to the living room and kitchen area. Her arms were wrapped around her body, tears trickling down her face, showing they're the end of the crying, this time at least.

Becky's the first to rush over to the blonde and pulled her into her arms. "Shh, it's gunna be okay, sweetheart. We'll get through this, and you'll move on from all of this mess." Keelyn tried to nod, but settled for resting her head on Becky's shoulder.

She looked up to see John as he watched her, pain clearly evident in his eyes. The blonde closed her eyes, took a deep breath and removed herself from Becky's hold. Keelyn tried her best to put on a smile for her friends all while her gaze was fixed on John. She turned to see Becky and Randy watching her just as closely as John. She wiped at the lingering tears under her eyes, before she put on a brave front. "I'm gunna be okay. I can get through this. But I need you guys to stop watching me like I'm gunna break at any moment, 'cause the more you do, the more likely it is that I might."

She smirked at Randy and walked into the kitchen to grab food from the counter. Kee took a paper plate from the stack by the stove and slipped a small piece of pizza onto it. She walked back into the living room and took a seat at the bar, which connected the living room and kitchen, with the bar stools in the living room.

"How 'bout y'all stop watching me like that, and do something, anything. You're all being creepy."

Randy continued to watch her, only to receive a smack to the back of his head from his baby sister. John stifled a laugh before he headed into the kitchen to grab food for himself. With four pieces of pizza stacked on his plate, he walked back into the living room and took a seat next to Keelyn. She flashed him a quick smile before taking a tiny bite out of the pizza.

Becky turned to her oldest brother who had a smile plastered on his face. "What's that look for, big bro?"

"They have no idea how perfect they would be for each other. They practically belong together and neither of them notice it."

Becky rested her hand on her brother's forearm and watched as he turned his head to face her. "Don't play matchmaker ever again, and most definitely not with Kee. Drew was a horrible choice."

"I know that," he started, "now. He was perfect for her at the time."

"Until her turned into a stalker and rapist. He went berserk after they broke up."

"I have a feeling about these two though."

Becky shrugged and headed back to her spot on the loveseat to finish lunch. "If you say so, bro."

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"Kee, I don't want to seem like I'm pushin' ya to do this, but I was wonderin' if you thought any about comin' on the road with Rando and I."

Keelyn shrugged and looked away from her food, which except for one bite, was basically untouched. "I was thinking about it a little bit, but I'm still not too sure. I won't leave Beck alone here."

"She can come with us. She practically lived on the road growin' up."

"I guess. I'll see what she thinks."

"Alright, now how 'bout you finish ya food."

"I'm fine, Johnny." John's eyebrow rose at the comment as she settled him with a sincere smile. "I swear, I'm okay. Just not really hungry. I have enough to digest with all of this bullshit goin' on."

"I was thinkin'." He smirked at the mock surprise on Keelyn's face. "Ya funny. But how weird is it for ya to be in your room every night?"

"It's insane and so surreal. I get that feelin' that he's just hiding somewhere in there. It doesn't matter." She shrugged before she finished. "It's not like I've been sleeping anyways."

"Then stay in my room tonight. I'll stay with ya if ya want. Anything so ya can get some sleep, 'cause ya need it, babe."

"I don't wanna do that to you, Johnny."

"Alright, now I ain't asking. Ya gunna stay in my room tonight so you get a good night's sleep." She rolled her eyes at John before she nodded her head slowly. "I can stay in your room in ya want."

"Nah. The bed's big enough for both of us. Plus I'd get more sleep knowin' you're there to protect me."

John nodded before the two were interrupted by Randy calling out, "Who's up for goin' out tonight?"

"Rands, I really don't think that's a good idea."

Keelyn flashed Becky a look as her eyebrow curved up. "I think it's a good plan. We can stop treating me like an invalid. We're goin' out tonight, mainly 'cause I need to leave this apartment."

"If you really want to." Randy and John watched Keelyn nod. "Then you two go get ready. It's almost 7, and it takes the two of you about an hour and a half, so you should be ready to leave here at 8:30." Becky slugged him on the arm before she started to walk over to Kee. She grabbed the blonde's hand and pulled her in the direction of Keelyn's bedroom.

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End Chapter.

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