Chapter 7

A heavy knock awoke Randy. He yawned and sat up in his bed, wondering who would be rude enough to wake him in the middle of the night.

Someone knocked again, this time in a more aggressive way. He swung his legs over the edge and got up.

"Cut the knocking, I'm coming," he said, trying not to be too loud, so he would awake Alanna. He cursed a little to himself in annoyance, before unlocking. He didn't get to open, before someone suddenly kicked it open. Randy thanked his reflexes, the door would have hit him if he hadn't jumped to the side.

Three men dressed in police uniforms stormed in and subdued Randy within a split second. They threw him to the ground and rolled him on his belly. One of them sat on Randy's back and began to handcuff him.

"Randy Orton, time is 02:00 AM and you're under arrest for kidnapping!" The man standing in front of him stated, while pointing his gun at Randy.

"I'm what?" Randy shouted, looking up at the man in shock. The man sitting on his back jumped off and jerked Randy to his feet.

"You have the right to remain silent and have a counsel present during the questioning. Everything you say or do can be used against you," the policeman, who cuffed him said, before pushing him outside the hotel room.

"What are you talking about, I didn't kidnap anybody? Who the hell sent you?" Randy was both confused and upset. Samantha wouldn't call the police and claim that he kidnapped his own daughter, would she? And was there even a case? The kid was his and he could easily prove that. Could you be charged for kidnapping your own child... For real?

The noise had roused Alanna. She cried loud, as a policeman picked her up. The door to the hotel room was still open, so Randy could both see and hear everything from the spot where he was standing.

"You don't have to cry, the good men has come to save you and we'll make sure you get back to your mommy instantly," he rocked her in his arms in a desperate try to make her stop crying.

Something happened to Randy. He didn't know what, but something set him off like a ticking time bomb. Normally he would do anything the police told him to, just to stay out of trouble... But this time was different... This time was about his daughter.

"Get your hands off her, she's my kid, you can't take her from me, I'm her father!" He tried to wrench out of the policeman's tight grip, but it was difficult when his hands were cuffed behind his back.

"You better behave or we'll put you in jail for insult, assault and battery on a public employee while performing his duties!" The policeman, who looked like he was in charge, said.

"What? I didn't insult or assault anyone? I just want my kid!" The policeman, who hold him, pulled him close and whispered into his ear.

"We don't care what you did or didn't do. We just want you behind bars, because that's what we're here for," Randy's eyes widened, a policeman wasn't supposed to say anything like that. He was supposed to enforce the law, not break it just to get the chance to put someone in jail.

"You better keep your mouth shut. We don't like criminals... And do you know what we do to people we don't like?" Randy sent the policeman in front of him a questioning look. He leaned closer so they could feel each others breaths. Randy tried his best not to pull a face, the police officer had a really bad breath: "We break their arms and legs and tell the judge that it was self-defense," he put on a confident smile and winked at a gawping Randy.

They can do that and get away with it? What the hell happened to the world? Randy thought as the policeman began to drag him down the hall.

"'I'll tell you everything, just get me out of here!" Randy shouted impatiently. He had been on remand for 2 days and he wasn't planning on spending another minute in there.

"I'm gonna post your bail right away, see ya in a minute."

Randy was released around an hour after the bail was payed. He immediately went outside where his best friend since OVW was waiting for him by his car.

"So... What the hell happened?" John sighed as they both got inside the car. Randy wasn't the kind of person who got into trouble. It was always John, never Randy.

Randy was too tired and pissed to tell John about everything that had happened for the past couple of days, but he knew he had to, or else he would be bothering him for the rest of his life.
He took a deep breathe and fastened his seat belt.

"Here we go," Randy sighed, before starting to tell John everything that had happened.

John drove them to the hotel where Randy had stayed 2 days ago. The room was still his, since he never got to check out.

Randy unlocked the door and they both got inside.

"I went to court where my lawyer proved that Alanna was mine and that Samantha and I still had joint custody over her, so they couldn't do anything else than release me, but I was also charged for making a scene when the police came to get me, so I that's why you had to pay bail for me, before I could get out."

John took a seat on the edge of the bed. He had listened carefully to everything Randy had told him. He couldn't believe that Samantha had cheated on Randy and that she even went as far as charging him for kidnapping Alanna. It wasn't the Samantha he knew. The Samantha he knew was sweet and caring. This new Samantha was a total bitch.

"I'm... I'm really sorry... I can't believe Samantha did that?" Randy shook his head along with John.

"I never understood why she just let go of Alanna like that... But now I do... She wanted me to go to jail, it must have been her plan ever since she realized that I was going to take Alanna away from her," Randy sat down on a chair in front of John. Never had he been so close to tears. John could see that he was heartbroken, but this was all so new to him, he didn't know how to comfort him. Randy had always been mentally stronger than John, he never cried. Neither did John, but he had been close to crying many times. Randy never had, at least it never seemed like it.

Until now.

"I'm sure she's just confused, Randy. You two are going to have a nice long talk and then everything is gonna be alright," John sent him a small encouraging smile. Randy didn't smile back, instead he frowned and rubbed his face with both hands.

"I don't know, John... It will never be the same between us," Randy paused and got up on his feet: "It's easy for me to forgive Samantha, I would forgive her for almost anything... But not this," he was perfectly aware of why he would never forgive her, but saying it out loud was harder than it seemed. Every time he did, it was like someone stabbed him with a huge knife and twisted it a thousand times: "She... She cheated on me... That's the one thing I can never forgive."

John couldn't bear seeing his friend suffer like that, but he didn't know what to say, he had never experienced anything similar to Randy's situation with any of his guy friends. So he decided to tell Randy what he always told his girlfriends, when something was bothering them.

"It's okay to cry, Randy, just let it out," Randy sent John a questioning look, never in his life had he imagined to hear those words come out of John's mouth. There was complete silence for a moment, before Randy pulled himself together again and answered.

"Why should I? There's nothing to cry about. Sure, I loved Samantha more than anything, but what she did just made me realize that I should never have had so much trust in her. She's not the woman I thought she was and I'm just happy that I don't have to be in a marriage, which is there for the wrong reasons," Randy looked stronger and more determined than before, but it was all an act. He was devastated, he would never stop loving Samantha, but neither would he ever consider taking her back.

John wished he had never said what he said, now Randy must have thought he was one of those sentimental guys and he definitely didn't want him to think that, so he decided to try to change the subject.

"I thought your leg was broken?" John said and pointed at Randy's leg. Randy looked down, before shrugging his shoulders.

"It never was," he sat back down and hid his face in his hands.

"What? But Vince said-"

"What Vince told you was a lie, but he doesn't know that," Randy mumbled into his hands, interrupting John, who was getting more and more confused.

"How?" Randy looked up and met the curious gaze of John. He sighed loud, before starting to explain how he faked an injury for the whole company.

"I faked an injury during a match. Then I paid the medic to transfer me to a hospital and tell everyone that my leg was broken. When I got to the hospital, I paid the doctor to make it look real. When the guys thought I was in surgery, I was actually sitting in a room, eating a huge burger. The doctor came and put plaster around my leg and after that he wrapped bandage around it. He gave me a fake X-ray of someone else's broken leg and made sure all the paper work was done right... And then I went home," John blinked a few times, mentally killing himself for never thinking of doing that, whenever he needed a vacation. But he knew Randy would never do something like that, just to get a vacation, there had to be something else behind it.

"Why did you do it?" he asked, trying not to sound too curious. Randy shook his head slowly, not believing that he actually went through all of that, just to get home to his cheating wife.

"I missed my girls, I just had to see them."

"Really?" John was surprised, he knew that Randy would do around anything for Samantha and Alanna, but he never imagined him doing something like that. It was so sweet. If someone would ever do that for his family, it would be Randy.

"Yeah... I don't regret doing it though, 'cause now I know the truth and I still got to see my little angel," when Randy mentioned Alanna, his eyes started to glow like they always did when he was around her or talking about her. John loved that glow in his eyes. That was how he wanted Randy to look like every time he saw him. Not that expressionless face of his, like when he went to bail him out of jail.

"How is she?" John asked in a calm tone, he didn't want the glow to disappear.

A tiny smile started to form on Randy's lips and the glow grew stronger: "She's doing great. I can't believe my little girl is growing up so fast. I just wish that she would never grow older, 'cause I never get tired of her beautiful baby laugh," Randy closed his eyes and imagined him being with Alanna, unfortunately it didn't take long for John to ruin Randy's fantasy.

"I feel like partying, what about you?" John needed to keep Randy's thoughts away from Samantha and he figured the only way to do it, was by partying and hooking up with a bunch of hot girls. Randy sent John a small glare, he hated him for forcing his mind back to earth and he also hated him for bringing up such a stupid suggestion.

"I don't feel like partying right now," Randy said and got up from the chair. He needed to take a shower, he didn't exactly smell good after a couple of days in prison, so he started to undress himself and look for some clean clothes to wear. Nudity was never a problem between John and Randy. They had seen each other naked so many times before that they were close to preferring being naked around each other, instead of wearing clothes.

"Come on, I think it would be good for you, besides, I'm off tomorrow, so for once I have time to get wasted!" John complained. Randy turned around to look at John, who was putting on a unsatisfied pout.

"I have to talk with Samantha tomorrow," Randy sighed, using it as an excuse.

"Don't you see it? Now your world is all about her!" John pointed out and stood up. Randy was a little surprised about John's statement, but he was right, John saw it as clear as Randy did. From now on everything would be about Samantha. Constantly trying to get her out of his head. All the battles he would have to take with her about Alanna. Everything in his life would involve Samantha, even though she was the one person he didn't want involved. Maybe John was right, maybe he needed to get wasted and just forget about everyone and everything. Just for one night. Nothing more.

Randy sighed: "Just let me take a shower... Then I'll decide."

I'm so sorry about the delay! I feel horrible :(

Someone, please, kick me and tell me I'm an idiot!

Hopefully this will never happen again..

As an apology, I made the chapter the longest chapter yet!

(I know, it's not long, but at least it's longer than the others xD)

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