A/N: Hey! Thanks for all of the new reviews! It's really cool to hear from all of you guys! Anyways, today was my last day of school and I'm on Christmas break now, so there will be A LOT more updates for the two and a half weeks that I'm out of school. Anyways, here's the next chapter! Hope that you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I, once again, don't own crap except for the OC's. I wish that Randy was mine. Bob Orton, if you EVER want to sell him, call me! I'll take good care of him. I swear!
I Swear
Four Weeks Later (December 16, 2005. Friday. Second to last day before school is out for Christmas break.)
"Hey, Randy, ready for the matches against Beaumont High tomorrow night?" Todd Anderson plopped down at the lunch table that all of the wrestlers sat at.
Randy gave off his trademark grin as he thought about how Saturday night's matches were going to be. Randy had yet to lose a match, and he seemed to only be getting better as the season went on. He looked up from his lunch tray at Todd, "Shit yeah! We gonna wipe the floor with their sissy asses!" He exclaimed a little too loudly, causing one of his teachers to send him a death glare. Randy rolled his eyes at the teacher and then looked over at John, who had just sat down across from him, "The question is, is our little ghetto-boy, here, ready?" He smirked at John as he ruffled his hair.
John never took his eyes off of his tray as he swallowed some of his food, "Bite me, Orton."
Randy smirked and looked over at Todd, who was sitting on the left side of John, "He's so cranky today." He said in a mock-gay voice.
Todd grinned and pinched John's cheek, "Aww. Is our little Johnny-boy cranky? What's the matter? Not getting' any from your girl?"
John dropped his arm heavily onto the table and looked up at Randy stiffly, an unamused expression on his face. Randy merely smirked as Todd continued on with his teasing John, "You see what you've caused, Randy?" He directed his hand in the direction of Todd, who was still teasing him, "This is why I can't take you anywhere." Randy smirked as John finally snapped and he and Todd broke out into a miniature catfight.
John and Todd finally calmed down and turned back to their food, "So stupid!" John laughed a little as he shook his head at his friends and took another bite of his food.
"Whatever." Todd rolled his eyes as he laughed a little and diverted his attention back up to Randy and John as all of the other wrestlers came and sat down around them, "And after the matches…" Everyone at the table looked up at Todd, excited as they knew what was coming, "Party at the master's house! Oh! You know I am good! Folks'll be gone all weekend!" He exclaimed, getting all of the wrestlers, especially Randy and John, riled up as they all gave each other high-fives and started talking real big, ready to wipe the floor with Beaumont High.
Amanda, Jayden, and all of the other cheerleaders—who all dated the wrestlers, as was tradition—stared back at their boyfriends from across the lunchroom, an amused look on their faces. Amanda smiled and shook her head as she saw Randy and John stand up, as if to make a toast. The troublesome twosome, she thought as she stared at the two best friends. She turned back around to face Jayden, who was sitting across from her, an amused look on her face as well.
Amanda shook her head and grinned—as did Jayden—as they heard one of the teachers call John and Randy over for getting the lunch room crazy. John and Randy were going to be spending a lot of time pushing the trash cans around to each lunch table now, "They're crazy together." Jayden smirked as she spoke, watching Randy and John try to explain before having one rolling trashcan each shoved in their direction.
Amanda smiled, "I know. Sometimes I think that Randy's cheating on me with John, they act so much like a couple."
Jayden shook her head again as Amanda grinned, "They're really somethin', aien't they? But I love John for it."
Amanda nodded and smiled a little as everything came rushing back to her mind at the very mention of love, "Yeah." She said, unable to hide the fact that she had something on her mind.
Jayden laughed a little to herself as she shook her head and looked down at her tray, "It's been merely four weeks since the last party and they lose it." She studied Amanda for a moment, finally noticing Amanda's behavior, "Something on your mind?" She questioned, a concerned look on her—as well as the rest of their friends—face.
Amanda seemed to be caught off guard, as she tried to hide what was bothering her, "Kinda."
Jayden stared at Amanda strangely, "Amanda, what's the matter?" She asked slowly, an even more concerned look growing on her face now.
Amanda pushed her food around on her plate with a fork for a moment, her cheek leaning on her fist, "I don't know…yet." She mumbled quietly before getting up from the lunch table and rushing out of the lunchroom before Jayden or anyone else could stop her.
Jayden stared at the double doors that Amanda had just walked through in shock, "What the heck?"
Amanda paced around the floor in front of the boys locker room, which was beside the weight room of her high school. She had just arrived at the school, her nerves eating at her like crazy. How was she supposed to tell him? How was he going to react? She didn't want to tell him as she heard the ref's whistle blow inside the gym, signifying that Randy's match was over. She had left a text for him, not in the mood to talk to on confront anyone. She didn't want to do this now. She'd run into Jayden when she first got here, who said that Randy had some huge news. And if Randy won his match…this just wasn't her ideal day to tell him this. This was going to put a downer on his day. But there was no other choice anymore.
Randy ran into the hallway and immediately picked Amanda up, twirled her around, and hugged her. He put her down, "Jeez! Where have you been today? I've got some big news! You're gonna be so excited!" He had a huge smile on his face as he spoke.
Amanda forced a weak smile on her face as she pushed some hair behind her ear nervously, "Me, too."
Randy smiled at her, "You know that wrestlin' school in Kentucky? OVW?" Amanda nodded slightly, looking up at Randy nervously, "I got accepted into it! I sent in an audition tape and they loved it! Vince McMahon, himself, wanted me to send him a copy of it when my dad first told him that I was auditioning and he saw it and loved it, too! He wants to fly me and my dad down to WWE Headquarters next weekend to already start discussing a developmental contract for me! I start training in the summer, after graduation!" He smiled at Amanda as he pulled her close and hugged and kissed her, "And when I'm in the WWE, we can get married and buy a house out on the beach in Georgia or go back to your old farm in Texas, since I know you love the south so much. Whatever you want. It's yours, baby. I'll die for you, if it means you'll be happy. And then, we can raise a family together. I'll train our sons to be gentlemen and, of course, 4th generation, WWE superstars. I swear, I'm gonna make you proud." He spoke quietly before losing it and becoming even more excited again.
Amanda tried to show her excitement as he went on talking about how great it was and all of the things he was going to do when he got into the WWE and all of the things that he was going to do for her, "That's great, Randy."
Randy hugged Amanda and kissed her, his smile never leaving is face as his excitement was too much to handle, "What about you? What's my girl got for me?"
Amanda pulled away from Randy and leaned against the wall. She slid down it and sat down on the floor. She patted beside herself on the floor, gesturing for Randy to sit down next to her.
Randy sat down beside Amanda, a concerned look growing on his face now, "Amanda?"
Amanda stared straight ahead at the wall for a minute before looking over at Randy as she took his hand in hers and gripped it tightly for support, "You'll always love me, right?" Randy merely nodded, staring at Amanda with a worried look on his face. Amanda took a deep breath and leaned the back of her head against the wall, "I-I-"
Randy hugged Amanda as she started to cry. He stood up with her and kissed the top of her head, "Angel, don't cry. It's ok." He looked over at the boys' locker room door and then looked around the hallway to make sure no one was around. He rubbed Amanda's back in an effort to comfort her and started to walk her towards the door, "Here. Let's go into the locker room and sit down." He pulled her into the locker room and sat down on a bench with her. He wiped some of her tears away and put his arms around her waist as she did the same to him and leaned her head on his shoulder, "What's goin' on, angel? What happened?"
Amanda tried to regain her composure as she tightened her grip around Randy, "Randy-Randy-" She paused and took a deep, shaky breath, gathering her words and her composure, "Randy…I'm…pregnant."
Randy felt every muscle in his body tense up at the sound of those words. He sat there in silence, shocked over what he'd just heard. He didn't know what to say. How could this happen? I used protection? What happened? Millions of questions ran through his mind as he stared at the wall on the other side of the locker room in disbelief and shock. This was going to change everything.
Amanda looked up at Randy, her eyes welling up with tears, "Randy? You're not gonna leave me, are ya?" She choked out as she fought back the tears that were threatening to fall once again.
Randy snapped out of his thought for the moment and hugged Amanda tightly, kissing the top of her head as he did so, "God no, baby. I could never do that to you. I love you. I'll never leave you. I swear."
Amanda sat up, "I'm so sorry. I—" She and Randy looked over at the locker room door as John walked in, a huge smile on his face, as he had just finished—and won—his match.
"Hey guys! Ya'll are—" John looked from Amanda to Randy nervously as he became curious and confused, "Guys?" He looked at the two strangely, wondering what was going on.
Amanda hugged and kissed Randy before slowly standing up, "Johnny." She grabbed her cousin's hands and pulled him toward the door, "I-I need to tell you something."
John looked over at Randy as Amanda pulled him out the door, "Sure." He said quietly, a concerned and worried look on his face as he stared after Randy as Amanda pulled him out the door, leaving Randy all alone.
All he could think about was I'm too young for this.
Got my whole life ahead.
Hell I'm just a kid myself.
How'm I gonna raise one?
All he could see were his dreams goin' up in smoke.
So much for ditchin' this town and hangin' out on the coast.
Oh well, those plans are long gone.
Randy stared down at the ground before burying his face in his hands. Not now, he thought, I can't take care of a kid. God, please. No.
He ran his hands through his short, brown hair and laid back on the bench. He stared up at the ceiling as he let it all sink in. Wrestlin', he though, I can't train on OVW with a kid to feed. No, God, no. Why now? Why us? Why her? Why me?
He stared up at the ceiling as he listened to the quiet voices of John and Amanda outside the door, in the hallway. He could see everything—all his dreams, all his plans—fading fast. Wrestling was gone, wasn't it? It wouldn't be fair to just desert Amanda and the baby and leave them to fend for their own selves. He'd have to be a man and get a job. But where? Even a high school degree could only get him something as good as flipping burgers. Unless…His thoughts drifted to the marines. He had loved the marines branch of the ROTC. He could join the marines. Fight for his country and feed his family. His family. Those thoughts haunted his mind like a curse that he couldn't escape.
He sat up on the bench and ran his hands through his hair as the rain began to fall outside, softly pounding on the building as thunder began roar quietly.
And he said,
There goes my life.
There goes my future, my everything.
Might as well kiss it all good-bye.
There goes my life…….
A/N: So, how was it? Depressing, I know. And, just so ya know, I'm not gonna skip ahead a couple of years, like the song does. I think I'm gonna carry it through those years some. There. That's my teaser. I'm not going to fast-forward a couple of years! You'll just have to live with that! Anyways, PLEASE REVIEW AND TELL ME WHAT YA'LL THINK! Next chapter should be up shortly. Later
R.I.P.
Eddie Guerrero
October 9, 1967-November 13, 2005
You'll always be remembered in our hearts, and forever in our souls.
Long live the flames of Latino Heat!
VIVA LA RAZA!
