Chapter 7:
Rating: M for language, sexual themes.
Pairing: Cody/Randy, Cody/Various, past Cody/Ted, past Randy/John
Summary: Sequel to 'I Could Be The One'. After their rendezvous, Cody can't stop thinking about Randy and Randy can't stop thinking about Cody. But both men soon find out that it's not just as easy as being together.
Disclaimer: I do not know any of the workers of the WWE personally, nor am I affiliated with them in any way. This story is a work of fiction. I make no profit whatsoever from this story.
Cody was sitting on the large bed in the middle of the room watching as Randy stood out on the balcony, cigarette hanging from his fingers while he leantover the iron railing. He took a deep breath and looked at the clock. It was well past midnight now and he knew that he should have been in bed asleep since he had a flight to catch in only a few hours. But after what had happened only hours before, he knew that sleep would not be occurring tonight at least not in the hotel room anyway.
He thought back to what Ted had said, what Ted had demanded from him. The thought of going back into bed with Ted once more made him feel physically ill. And while the scar that his ex-boyfriend had left still ran deep to the point of almost unbearable, it was a price he was willing to pay to protect Randy's reputation. He knew that the last thing he needed at a time like this was ammunition for his soon to be ex-wife to make sure she took all that she wanted and more.
He also thought about the prospect of getting into a serious relationship with Randy after his not-so serious one had ended mere hours before. And there was the issue of Randy's impending divorce to factor in. He should have known better than to get involved with married men but he had not learned after ruining Ted's own marriage and being a factor in ruining Randy's. He groaned inwardly; this was not how he expected his life at twenty-seven, almost twenty-eight. He thought he'd be happy and fulfilled not leading a life full of romantic dramas and problems. He was getting too old for this shit.
He didn't even hear when Randy came in from the balcony. He was far too lost in his almost depressing thoughts to even hear the older man calling his name, only noticing when he felt one of Randy's large hands clap him firmly on the right shoulder. "Oh, sorry." Cody mumbled, barely acknowledging his friend.
"What were you thinking about that's got you so quiet?" Randy asked carefully although he was sure he already knew the answer since those thoughts had also been on his mind for hours now.
"I don't want to give in to Ted's demands Randy." Cody let out a deep breath. "But I don't want you to get hurt either. It's not fair!"
"I know it's not." Randy said quietly. "I'm not flying to New Jersey with the rest of you guys in the morning."
Cody turned to look at Randy, eyes wide in horror. "What? Why?"
"I have to go home Cody." Randy answered simply. "I have to sort this out with Sam."
Cody nodded reluctantly. "But that doesn't fix our problem."
"Maybe we could turn Mike on him?" Randy offered.
"Mike won't turn against him ever. Not even for a WWE Championship reign." Cody answered. His eyebrows rose when he saw the way that Randy's attention peaked at his words. "What are you thinking?"
"Miz always had the biggest crush on John especially during their feud." Randy started explaining. "John used to tell me everything Mike used to do to try and lure him into bed. We could try and use John to get Mike to turn against Ted."
Cody rolled his eyes. "There is no way in hell that John is going to do that. I know that as well as you do."
"Well what ideas do you have?" Randy snapped.
"I don't have any." Cody replied honestly with a shrug.
"What the fuck are we supposed to do then?" Randy asked, perhaps a little harsher then he intended.
Cody sighed. "How long does it take to finalize a divorce?"
"I was actually going to try and talk her out of it." Randy spoke quietly.
"I refuse to be involved with a married man again." Cody said sharply. "It's me or her."
Randy balked. "You cannot be fuckin'-"
"I'm deadly serious." Cody cut in. "I may have made mistakes like this with Ted in the past but the past is the past and I intend to not be another home wrecker."
"I don't want to divorce her Cody." Randy said quietly, aware of the rage that was boiling over in the younger man next to him.
"Well I don't want you to get your reputation ruined either." Cody said quickly. He lifted his hand up to his head and rubbed at his temples soothingly, trying to force the headache that was beginning to build away for the time being. "But I am not seeing any other option. We have no plan and no ideas to stop Ted from doing this." He paused for a moment and let out a deep breath. "I don't want what we have to stop but I am not seeing another option Randy; I'm going to have to go back to him."
Randy's eyes bulged wide open. "I refuse to let you get back together with the guy who broke your heart!"
"Then what the fuck are we supposed to do?!" Cody snapped more viciously than he intended. "I didn't mean to snap like that, I'm just so fucking pissed off."
Randy nodded silently. If he was honest, he didn't know whatto say to make Cody feel better about their situation. On one side he had his wife who he loved and cared deeply about and not just because she was the mother of his pride and joy, Alanna. If not for John Cena opening his big mouth, there would have been no problem whatsoever but now he faced a looming divorce and custody battle if he was unable to talk Sam out of her decision.
On the other side he had Cody. He'd always cared deeply about the younger man, always had that little hint of chemistry that passed through them each time they spoke but both were oblivious to the spark between them until recently; only until Cody had propositioned him not too long ago. But Cody had made it crystal clear; if Randy wanted him then he would have to get a divorce. It was like he was in the middle of two children fighting over their favourite toy with both ends pulling harder and harder, trying to drag him in two completely different directions. He didn't know if he should be hurt or excited that Cody was pulling harder than his own wife.
"We should try and get some sleep Cody." Randy said quietly, gesturing the younger man who looked as though he was about the pass out at any moment into the bed with him.
Randy lay down on the bed and outstretched his arms expecting the younger man to fall onto him and they could fall asleep in each others arms, only to watch Cody throw himself to the other side of the bed and face away from Randy. It was like a stab to the heart but Randy understood completely, Cody's previous threat of "It's me or her" echoing in his ears as he pulled out his phone and booked his flight.
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A few hours later and Cody woke up to the shrill sound of his alarm echoing through the hotel room. He slid his finger across his phone and silenced the alarm for another five minutes before rolling over and intending to snuggle into the older man whose room it actually was, only to find Randy wasn't there and neither was any of his stuff. He sat upright quickly and glanced around the whole room trying to find any sign of Randy leaving early.
He let out a sigh of relief as he found a hand written note sitting on the bedside table. He scooted across the bed to grab it, smiling as he read through the words quickly. 'Sorry I didn't wake you but you looked so peaceful sleeping. I'll call you when I land, we'll work this out. Randy x'. The words put a bigger smile on his face than he would have liked to admit but it made him happy nonetheless.
He quickly jumped out of bed and went straight for the bathroom, relieving himself first before he jumped into the shower, turning the water on as hot as he could handle. He stood under the warm water for a while, just letting it lap at his sore body as he lathered himself up in body wash, cleansing himself of the bad feelings from the night before, even if it was for only a moment. He reached down and lathered some shampoo into in short hair, enjoying the mini head massage he gave himself.
He let out a deep breath and closed his eyes as he let his head droop slightly under the jets from the shower head, feeling the way the water washed out his shampoo. He lifted his head up after it was all washed out and opened his eyes slightly. He blinked a few times before he reached for the taps and turned them off, satisfied with his shower.
He dried himself off with one of the hotel's clean, white towels before he stepped back into the bedroom. He hung the towel onto the corner post of the bed and had just bent down to pull out a set of new clothes, quickly pulling his tight black pair of briefs on just as he heard his message tone go off. He climbed across the bed and grabbed his phone, opening the message, almost dropping the phone in shock as he read it.
He had to re-read it a few times to get the message to sink in and register completely. The words from Ted 'I've changed my mind, you have until 12pm today to make your decision. You might as well just get your ass into my bed now baby-boy x' made his stomach churn with anxiety as the situation took a turn for the worse. He and Randy hadn't come up with a plan or decision on what they were going to do which only made him feel worse and more anxious.
He quickly dialed Randy's number, groaning in disappointment when he got the message bank. He hung up and sent Randy a hurried text of 'Call me the minute you land. We have a problem.' He let out a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heart beat as he looked at the clock, freaking out a little bit more when he realized he was running late.
He jumped off the bed and went straight back to his bag, pulling on the clothes he intended to wear. He raced around the room, gathering everything that he had left around the room as he packed up the rest of the bag. The company had organized a bus for everyone who was flying straight from Washington to New Jersey and he knew that most of the roster would be gathered down in the lobby waiting.
He looked around the room once more before he left, making his way towards the elevator which lead him straight to the lobby. He only had to wait a few moments before stepping into the small space, ignoring the gasps of the few people in there who had recognized him. The ride although short seemed to take an age before he was finally able to leave the small space, letting out a sigh of relief when he saw that his co-workers hadn't left yet.
He went straight to the desk to make sure that Randy had checked out and hand back his key, thankful that he had as he handed over the key card with one of his charming smiles that had the girl behind the desk blushing harshly. He glanced around and saw the hotel bar was open and started walking over to grab a coffee, his eyes so focused on the task that he hadn't been watching as one of his co-workers approached from behind, only noticing when they slung an arm around his shoulders.
He felt himself groan when he turned to see who had thrown their arm over his shoulders. "What do you want Ted?" He said sharply.
"You get my message this morning, baby-boy?" Ted smiled at him.
"Don't call me that." Cody snapped.
"But you will be soon." Ted smiled so sweetly at him. "Because I know you won't let Randy's reputation get ruined."
"You don't know shit." Cody said sharply, trying to pull away from Ted only for the older man's arm to tighten around his shoulders. "Let go of me Ted."
"Oh no baby-boy." Ted cooed at him. "Since you will be mine again soon enough."
"I don't think so." Cody snapped again, lowering his voice. "I don't know why you are doing this since you broke up what we had for Miz. You were the one who called off our wedding Ted for someone else and you expect me to just jump straight back into bed with you? Have you had a lobotomy and you didn't tell anyone?"
"Cody, come on baby. It's always been you." Ted tried to argue. "What I did was wrong but I'm trying to fix that. Can't you just give us another chance?"
"No." Cody said simply. "Because you didn't give us a chance." He paused for a moment. "Now get your arm off me before I break it off."
Ted didn't say another word, instead moving his arm off and walking away from Cody and back to his current squeeze that he had grown quite tired of. Although he would never admit that to Mike until he had gotten Cody back and get Cody back he will. He smiled softly at Mike before pulling out his phone and opening his photo gallery. It was well before 12pm but he didn't care.
Cody would be his again no matter what.
TBC.
A/N: sorry about the delay in new chapter, hectic week at work. Hope everyone liked it. Thanks again for all the reviews and everyone who read. GatesVengeance x
