Oh yeah! Chapter eight is here people! Thank you all for reviewing, the reviews really mean a lot to me. I appreciate all the suggestions for the story and I am certainly taking them into consideration:) Im not quite sure how I like this chapter, im trying to get my characterization to be better than it has been. Anyhow once again thank you all for reading and reviewing!

Word count: 1,353

Pairing: Miz/ Randy Orton

Warning: Cursing, boy/boy, rape


Randy moved, taking a seat on the bench that was built into the wall under his locker. Mike's eyes followed him, the man was so afraid of Randy, his eyes continually flickered to the door which he would just love to run out of. He didn't want to be in the same room with this man.

"Mike, I want at least partial custody of the kid." Randy crossed his arms, the smile he had once adorned long gone as he approached a subject that was tender for the both of them.

Mike simply blinked at him, letting the idea run around in his head. What made Randy think he was wanting to keep this kid anyways? But everyone including Mike knew that he was too kind hearted to ever get an abortion. He simply couldn't do it, killing an innocent child just because its father was an evil asshole. "Randy…." The man didn't think he could handle having to share anything with Randy, he didn't think he could deal with having to be associated with Randy in any way shape or form.

"I um…Randy I don't know…." Mike spoke softly, slowly scooting to the other side of the room, away from Randy and out of the Vipers reach.

"You don't know? I didn't ask you anything, I TOLD you I wanted to be in this childs life. Its MY kid too and I have rights." Randy snorted, seeing Mike was about to protest, a small smirk crossed his face. "And I would hate for something to happen after you have it, without me there with it someone might…oh I don't know…Steal it away?"

Mike's head snapped around, his eyes tearing away from the door he was inching towards to lock with the cold eyes of the viper. "You wouldn't DARE." He tried to act more confident than he felt, but looking at Mike, a man on his ass on the floor, his pants wet, and his bottom lip trembling with all the fear he held for the other man didn't help him seem confident in the least.

Randy clicked his tongue, shrugging his shoulders lightly as he sat and watched Mike, the smug smirk on his face saying everything he didn't need to. "Wouldn't I? Try me and find out. We can do this the easy way, or the hard way. No matter what Im going to be in that babies life Michael."

"Don't call me that!" Mike snapped at him, it wasn't really threatening in any way shape or form, really all it did was amuse the Apex predator. Silence took over the room as Mike curled up against the wall, drawing his knees up against his chest, resting his chin on them and staring at Randy, ready to dip as soon as the Viper made any move he saw as potentially threatening.

"Did you tell anyone?" Randy's voice was low as his eyes scanned Mike over., It held a very subtle threat, Randy had promised to kill him if he told anyone and Randy was not kidding about that in the least.

"No…" Mike's eyes averted, he felt horrible about that. Alex had begged and begged him...yet he could not tell the man and that, in some way had upset the younger man, be it only because he couldn't get back at whoever hurt Mike or be it the fact there was something Mike simply refused to tell him. Either way Alex Riley could not like it. Mike though was too afraid of Randy to even think about telling anyone. He was too afraid of Randy to even breath correctly. All the viper did was look at him and Mike felt like he may hyperventilate and keel over.

"Good." Orton snapped back at him, glancing at his watch.

7:40

He would need to be ready soon so he could go start their broadcast...People would be looking for him. The lean man lifted his head, his eyes scanning Mike over. The man sat with his head bowed, resting against his arms which rested on his knees that he had pulled up to his chest. Randy liked the site of Mike. Loved seeing just how hard the man trembled while under his gaze. Mike's face was pale, his blue eyes striking as he finally glanced up at Randy just to quickly look away. Now his eyes were wider, he was inching closer and closer to the door, trying to ease himself away from Randy for in his head, the man was probably plotting to get him again...

And maybe this time not let him go.

The viper stood on long muscled legs, the strong limbs carrying him to the door where he turned to stare at Mike, long and hard.

"Keep your mouth shut about this you hear me? And ill see you around. I want updates on my kid too Michael." He said it just to piss Mike off, throwing a wink over one shoulder, the man slithered out of the room, leaving Mike alone and fearful.

The smaller man simply sat there against the wall, watching the door Randy had only seconds ago walked out of with a blank gaze. He wasnt sure what to do. He couldnt let himself be around Randy, he didnt think that was good for his health. But if not then...Then he knew Randy would MAKE him be around the man. He knew Randy would find a way to MAKE him do anything he wanted...Mike hated it so fucking much. He hated having to follow all the rules set by this man, he hated not being able to tell Alex things the man wanted so badly to know. He hated that he was going to have to stand Randy's company...

Mike was not sure how long he sat there, just thinking about Randy Orton.

What a waist of his time..

All he knew was that he finally came out of his thoughts to hear Alex's voice, up and down the hall way calling out his name over and over again. Mike couldn't help but smile, even when he was mad at Alex the man was worried for him. Mike slowly stood on wobbly legs, not exactly sure how to explain his still wet pants. The small man stumbled to the door, sliding out and glancing around. Alex was down the winding hall way, Mike could still hear him calling.

The man shook his head, chuckled and tried to hurry to his own dressing room to make it look like he had been around there all along., he did not notice the pair of blush brown eyes watching him go. Alex frowned deeply, watching his friend's back.

And why was he leaving Randy's dressing room?

Alex glanced around, shaking his head and figuring he would let Mike get to the room before him.

Why?

Because John Fucking Morrison had just stepped out of a room close to where Alex was standing. The Shaman of Sexy smirked at the young babyface, glancing back as Ronnie left his dressing room, still buttoning up his pants.

"Alex, nice to see ya." John had always wanted to get into Alex's pants...

"Nice to see you too..." Alex did a good job keeping the growl out of his voice as he glanced around at the now empty hallway, then at Ronnie's room with his door still open.

He smiled.

"Hey John, wanna have a talk with me really quick?" He wiggled his brows, nodding at the room.

"Fuck yes!" Morrison nodded, taking Alex's hand and slowly, sexily walking into the room, his ass swaying as he went.

If only he knew the talk they were going to have, would not be pleasant.


Alex: Damn right it wont be pleasant!

MyBizTheMiz: Huh? Didn't I tell you im sending you in there to fuck him and break Mike's heart?

Alex: NO!

MyBizThe Miz: Buahahah I love picking on you!

Alex: *Whines* Your so mean to me!

MyBizTheMiz: Yeah I know it, now where is Mikey?

Alex: Uhm...Im not sure?

Randy: Changing.

Alex: For what?

Randy: *Smirks* Wouldn't you like to know.

Alex: I hate you...

R-Truth: I hate lil Jimmy...

Alex: No one cares!

Randy: I will fucking eat you and "Lil jimmy" If you dont shut the hell up!

R-Truth: Ninja's please! I aint scared of you!

MyBizTheMiz: o.O REVIEW PLEASE!

Alex: Ninja?