Jay got up with a warm smile and moved over to them. "It's so great to see you again, John," he said honestly, giving John a gentle hug and ignored the glares that everyone else was giving him. "You look so handsome on this suit. You do remember who I am, right, John?"
John was glad that at least one person could accept him and he hugged Jay back. "Of course I do remember you, Jay," John said, nodding his head honestly. "You look great, Jay. Really, you do."
Randy was standing next to John as he was greeting everyone. "You all do remember John. Well, expect for you, Hunter," Randy said, turning to look at John. "John, this is Hunter Helmsley, one of my close friends. Hunter, this is my fiance, John Cena."
Everyone was silent as he told them about this, the only one who was happy about this was Jay as he sat back down and looked up at them with a huge smile on his face. The other expressions were Randy's father's look of horror and his other friends had looks of disbelief.
Hunter got up and held out his hand to John for him to shake. He didn't look pleased to see John at all.
"It is so nice to finally meet you, John," Hunter said with a forced smile.
John was too nervous to shake his hand and just offered him a gentle smile. Hunter sat back down beside Jay and John and Randy both sat down at the table as well.
"So how are you feeling, John?" Jay asked very politely as he was sitting beside him.
"Um, I'm okay, I guess..." John said quietly. "I am just feeling really nervous..."
John was watching Randy having conversations with his friends and his father and John felt so left out of everything. When the food arrived, he tried to focus on that and he couldn't with all the disappointed looks in his direction. He took a sip of his water and just wanted to get the hell out of there. Why did he have to deal with all of this? John knew that he really deserved better than all of this...
Just as John was about to leave, he looked up and froze in shock as he saw Dwayne come over to the table. Dwayne kissed his father on his cheek and held up a hand in greeting to Phil, Chris, Hunter and Jay before turning to glance at John and Randy.
John was extremely nervous and scared and Randy shifted uncomfortably in the chair beside him.
Dwayne smirked a little and turned it into a sweet smile. "I am so sorry that I am late, you guys," he said casually. "I was stuck in traffic for a while."
Dwayne sat in the chair beside his father and Randy was furious to see him actually there. John's heart was hurting on the inside and he just couldn't look at Randy. He just couldn't. He refused to look at him. Did Randy invite his brother afterall? Had he broken his promise to John? Has he?
Everyone was staring at John. But he had his gaze only on Dwayne and his father. They both must truthfully hate John; but Dwayne did have an obsession with John and John knew in his heart that Bob Orton thought that John should rot in hell. John shivered under the coldness and the hatred in Bob's eyes. They were saying, You will never win Randy. I will never let you have my son.
John slowly rose and told Randy that he had to use the mens' room, excusing himself from the table quickly. He couldn't take it anymore as he wandered into the mens' room and threw up his lunch in one of the toliets. He felt disgusted and sick by everything that was happening tonight.
He flushed the toliet and moved to a sink, washing his face and staring into the mirror for a while. He didn't know what to do next. He felt like such a coward for not being out there with Randy and he had a feeling that Randy might be disappointed in him.
"Hey, John... Why did you run away?"
John froze at the sound of the deep voice and began to shake in fear. He didn't want to turn around, but he knew that he had no choice and he turned slowly to face who it was. He held his breath as he saw that it was Dwayne and he had a twisted, sickening grin on his face.
He glanced down at John's stomach and grinned more. "So, the baby is mine, huh?" he asked, folding his arms across his chest.
John's eyes widened in horror. "Y-You know?" he whispered, backing into the corner of the room.
"Yeah, my sweet brother told me before I came in here," he moved closer to him and grabbed him by his shoulder roughly. "Mine and yours forever..."
John tried to call for help, but Dwayne covered his mouth with his free hand and John struggled in his grip. John let out a muffled cry as he felt Dwayne grip harder and tighter on his shoulder. Dwayne was hurting him and he was absolutely terrified.
Dwayne didn't know why he was obsessed with John, there was something about John that he wants and he wanted John to be his. He was jealous that his brother had John and he just wanted John to love him instead of Randy.
Dwayne stared at John and felt his heart shatter by John's scared expression. "Oh my god, w-what have I done?" he whispered, letting go of John and turned away from him. "I'm so sorry, John. I don't know what is wrong with me... I-I shouldn't have... r-raped... you... I hate myself for what I have done to you. I-I can't get it out of my head and I know that I'm messed up. I-If Randy finds out... he'll hate me forever and I know that it's all my fault... All my fault... J-John... I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."
John blinked in shock. "D-Dwayne...?" he said, he saw that he was trembling and John slowly moved closer to him. "A-Are you okay...?"
"I-I didn' mean to hurt you..." Dwayne said, collapsing to the floor and tears began to pour down his face. "I-I just wanted you to love m-me. But that us never going to happen now. I was jealous. I'm so pathetic. Dammit..."
John felt Dwayne flinch when he touched his arm gently and John frowned a little. "Dwayne, did... something happen to you before you... raped me...?" John asked gently and he saw Dwayne's eyes widen.
"You won't believe me even if I did tell you, John..." he whimpered softly as John knelt down beside him. "No one w-would ever believe me about what happened..."
John stared into his eyes with worry in his own eyes. "Tell me, Dwayne..." he said gently. "I'll listen to you..."
"T-That day I was agruing with my dad about you and Randy..." he sobbed quietly. "I didn't want to carry on trying to break up you and Randy. Dad was heavily drunk and I was pissing him off badly. I must have said something really bad because the next thing that I knew was that I was on the floor and barely concious. I blacked out and when I woke up... I... I... I was chained up naked to my dad's bed... There were a group of men I didn't know in the room and I got scraed. Dad came in and demanded that I should rape you and then lie to Randy about it; but I told him no. H-He told the men to beat me but to leave my legs and my face and they did just that. He demanded again and I still refused to do i-it... Then dad took his clothes off and I panickedl; struggling to get out of the chains... He told the men that they could leave and they did... He got on t-top of me a-and... and... h-he... he... h-he..."
John's eyes widened in horror. "Your own father raped you and forced you to do the same to me?" he was shocked by this coming from Dwayne.
"I-I also have scars on my chest and stomach as he used a knife on me," he whimpered more and felt John hug him gently. "Y-You should leave before dad does something worse to you or Randy..."
"Okay," John looked at him sadily and got up slowly. "W-We should go back out to Randy and the others... Let's go, Dwayne..."
Dwayne got up and walked out of the mens' room with John. They wandered back to the table and Dwayne sat down while John remained standing.
John looked at everyone on the table. "I am done with all of this. You all just disapprove of me and you all just pity Randy, expect for Jay and Dwayne. To hell with all of you," John said, glancing at Dwayne sadily out of the corner of his eye and he pushed Randy back down gently onto his chair as he was trying to get up. "No, you can stay here, Randy. You wouldn't want to disappoint your father and your other friends."
Before Randy could even say anything, John left tne restaurant, and walked all the way back to Randy's apartment with tears pouring down his face.
Ranfy couldn't hold hid anger in anymore and bolted up to his feet, slamming his palms down on the table and glared at his brother with hatred.
"What the hell was that all about?" he yelled angrily.
Dwayne's face was pale and he looked down very nervously, holding back his tears. But Randy didn't care; he has had enough of the way everyone was treating John and he wants to put a stop to all of this now.
Bob leaned over the table and stared at his youngest son. "You should not be angry with your brother, Randy. Besides, I invited him here," he explained to him. "You know that we all have to be together at one point. Hasn't that man caused enough pain for this family?"
Randy cursed at him and his father flinched. "All of this will end tonight," he said calmly. "Have you not hurt John enough already? You can never drive me and John apart ever again..."