A/N: Ya know, I'm starting to think I think completely different from regular people. The thought process I had while writing this entire story, is completely different from all your thoughts in your reviews, lol. It's so interesting to see your different opinions on what's going on :). Here's the next part! Enjoy the chapter!
And every second could be the next meltdown!
Randy stomps his way down the hall to John's hotel room.
How fucking dare he?
How fucking dare he!
Who the hell does he think he is?
How. Fucking. Dare. He?
Randy bangs on the door, and the door is opened in a few seconds. Randy grabs John by the throat and pushes him into the nearest wall, closing the door with his foot.
"What the fuck is your problem?!" Randy screams into John's face. "I don't know what the hell you're talking about!" John yells.
Randy tightens his grip on John's neck.
"What'd you fucking tell Cody that bullshit for?!" Randy asks.
John pushes Randy off him, then heads deeper into the room.
"I didn't tell him shit!" John claims. "Oh really? You didn't tell him that I was still yours? That I'd be spending the night in your room? That he could have your left overs when you were done with me?" Randy asks.
John closes his eyes for a moment and mentally curses Cody for opening his big damn mouth. He was supposed to get intimidated and back the hell off, not go cry to Randy and tell him every single thing.
"I don't know what you're talking about. He must have a seriously over-active imagina—" John's cut off when Randy slams him into the wall.
"You're fucking sick! You're sick, you know that? You sit there and scream, and yell, and get all fucking pissed off at me for fucking you when you have a boyfriend, yet you go tell Cody that shit?! You're fucking sick and twisted!" Randy yells.
"What the fuck are you moving onto Cody for anyway?! Are you doing it to further hurt me?! You're going to get with the fucking asshole that you cheated on me with?! You're doing it on purpose aren't you?!" John asks. "I cheated on you with way more than just Cody! Trust me! Nobody is getting with him to piss you off. I'm moving on because you fucking moved on to the guy I hate most in the company! Did you do that shit to me on purpose? Are you only with him so you can get under my skin?" Randy asks.
John doesn't reply.
He's not even sure what to say.
He knows Randy's cheated on him multiple times before, but to bring it up like that, it hurts him like nothing else.
And the whole Punk thing…he never thought of it like that. He never thought of getting with Punk as a way to get under Randy's skin. He just thought of it as moving on to someone else that he really likes.
Maybe he shouldn't have said what he said to Cody, because maybe it's the same for Randy. Maybe Cody just may make Randy happy. Maybe Randy wasn't just trying to date the kid because it'd piss John off.
John honestly doesn't know what to say or think.
He just stands there with his head hung, staring anywhere but at Randy's face. Randy gives a heavy sigh and backs away from John, throwing his hands over his head.
"I don't understand what you want from me. I really don't. I don't get why you have to constantly ruin my life. I seriously don't understand it." Randy mumbles.
"What do you mean?" John asks. "What do I mean? Are you fucking serious, John? I get why you left me, okay? I do. I deserved it. But for you to keep leading me on after we broke up, that's fucking cruel. And then to go get another boyfriend behind my back, especially while you're still sleeping with me? Who the fuck does that? Then you get mad at me, because you can't stop sleeping with me! It's somehow my fault that you can't fucking stick to your decisions! And on top of that, after you completely move on, you go and fuck up me trying to move on! What do you want from me? What the fuck do you want me to do? Am I just supposed to be your little ragdoll for the rest of my life? Do you want me to just be lonely for the rest of my life and sleep with you whenever you want behind your stupid fucking boyfriends back, and take getting screamed at and yelled at and hated the next morning for doing it? I'll do whatever you want, John. You know that! Just tell me what the fuck you want. Tell me what you fucking expect out of me, because I can't keep up this guessing game. I'm fucking sick of it." Randy says, close to a break down.
"Th-That's not what I want out of you. I'm sorry, Randy. I-I never realized that's what I was do—" Randy cuts John off, "Well it is! You're fucking trying to rip me in half! You're ripping my heart to pieces even more! I'm sick of this John! I'm sick of this, and I'm sick and fucking tired of you!" Randy screams.
John gasps and takes a step away from Randy, in complete and total shock at his words.
"I just—" Randy again doesn't let him speak. "No, you need to fucking hear this! You need to get it through your thick fucking hard-headed skull! I'm sick of you, okay? I'm fucking tired of this bullshit with you. You need to just leave me the fuck alone, do you understand? Because I'm not dealing with it anymore!"
A/N: Wow. So is it really the end of John & Randy? And even though Randy abused, raped, and totally mistreated John during their relationship, does he have the right to feel this way now and to go off on John like that? Btw, so that JR/CM Punk segment on Raw...yeah...Punk would be the best sadist ever, and I swear I tried to write a Punkena oneshot based off tonight but I couldn't stop crying. Omfg, help, it was so perfect. I can't do this guys. Can you message me some CM Punk sadist/dom slash (or AJ) stories please? I'll love you forever. I really can't stop crying. Omg it was flawless. Okay so anyway...please leave reviews with your thoughts/guesses/etc! I'll update again after TNA on Thursday! Hope you enjoyed! Thanks for reading :)