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(Note: I feel like every other chapter title is self explanatory but this one is a little more abstract. I kinda feel like I should explain it so I am. It deals with Randy and his problems and how he thrives with it. I don't wanna give too much away or it will ruin the chapter.)

Ecstasy In Pain

Blue eyes were flitting over the dark skin of the man sleeping next to him, caressing the gentle curves of his body, the sharp lines of his sleeping face. Gentle fingers moved over the strong jaw, slipping over the steady beating pulse in his neck down over the broad shoulders and stopping fingertips poised on the upper part of the well-muscled chest. "Beautiful," he whispered, voice soft as the breaking day as it ghosted warmly over the relaxed features of the sleeping man. "Just beautiful."

Sleepy, glittery blue eyes fluttered opened, resting softly on the equally blue ones looking back at him. "It's early," his deep voice murmured, tugging the covers over his bare shoulder. He smiled lightly, moving closer to the man who'd spent the night with him. "Warm."

The other man smiled, opening his arms. "You never told me your name," he whispered, a hand brushing over the spiky brisels of the other man's hair. "I think after last night you should tell me."

The other mans' eyes snapped open, glad that his lover of the night couldn't see. "Randy," he whispered, heart racing in his chest, he couldn't afford this, not again.

"Randy," the other man purred, pressing a loving kiss to his forehead. "Randy…"

Randy stifled a sigh, he had to stop getting so attached to the ones that treated him like a human. He was nothing but a quick fuck. That's all he was, a fuck. He was nothing more, just a one night stand and even with a magical night it all ended in the morning when his lover got up to leave, never returning to see, or sleep with, him again. He should be used to it, he should know that it's always going to be like this, but he couldn't. He couldn't tell his heart to stop aching for some kind of love that wasn't going to turn on him.

"Want another go?" he asked, his calloused hand moving over the soft skin of Randy's hip. "I promise to be gentle."

Randy shivered. He wanted to say no, let them go just once so he didn't have to remember the smell of his cologne, didn't have to see those burning blue eyes, so his heart didn't ache when they separated. He was tired of feeling so stung along but he couldn't stop himself. His lips fused with the other man's, the same man he had already had twice. Fingers caressed him with the most careful touches, causing hitches in his breath. "John," he whimpered, their bare bodies grinding together, his body already over the other mans'.

John looked up, his eyes glazed over with lust as he let Randy impale himself on his already hard cock. He reached up, on hand on Randy's cheek, leading him down into a tender kiss. His other hand held snugly to Randy's bare hip, keeping their pace slow and steady. He pulled away, their foreheads touching lightly. "Feels good, Randy," he murmured, his eyes fluttering closed as the feeling of being inside another body ran over him in waves.

Randy pulled away, the tears in his eyes becoming harder and harder to hold back. He rode John gently, enjoying the ride. He hissed, his own erection being taken into John's hand. "John," he whimpered, the strokes firm but loving, like they'd been making love together for years.

His eyes shut tightly, remembering how he'd done to Cody. He hadn't meant to hurt the other man. He just didn't want to get attached and watch him leave like every other person in his life. He jerked, John hitting him just right inside and bringing right on the verge of orgasm; before letting him back off before stabbing that spot again. He hissed again, the combination of John filling him completely stabbing his sweet spot and stroking his burning cock sending him over the edge and causing him to gasp out into the crisp morning air, John's name riding his lips as he shivered, feeling the sweet warmth fill him.

John pulled Randy to him, pulling out and holding his tight. "Beautiful," he whispered, kissing Randy gently on the lips, their tongues already starting a fight for dominance in Randy's mouth.

Randy pulled away, cuddling closer to the other man, even if this man was like the others he didn't want to waste the time they had together thinking of what was holding him back. He didn't want to think about his own issues while he was with the hot man he had entertained all night. He sighed, those strong arms enveloping him like all the others, promising him nothing in the morning.

John held Randy to him tighter, his own heart racing with the words he wanted to say. He'd seen the other man the year before but hadn't had the courage to tell him what he thought of him. "I want to see you more," he whispered, earning a surprised look. He smiled softly, stroking the soft cheek. "I want to see you again."

Randy could only nod dumbly, his heart lifting just enough to push the shadows of his imagination away.

That had been a month earlier and he hadn't even had a phone call from the other man. He sighed, sitting outside in the warm August air. He was propped up against the tree in Mama Melina's fenced backyard, arms to his sides as his legs stuck straight out. He watched as Layla and Alicia painted each other's nails, both sitting on the patio in a mini skirt and tube top. He sighed, looking over to the other side of the yard, Ron, John, Cody, Jeff and Gail sitting around talking and laughing like a bunch of old friends. He sighed, getting up and brushing the dirt from his jeans as he went back in.

Cody looked so good, his face lighting up like it had the first time they made love. He tried to push the sight from his mind, those blue eyes locked with his while their hips moved together like a well-practiced dance. Their lips locked so softly.

Randy sighed, he knew it was best for them both when Layla and Alicia showed up. He was letting Cody get too close to him and that would only end like every other time before. He dumped Cody like a bad habit, no matter how bad it hurt him. He had to save himself from the same fate as we was always facing, everyone leaving him in the end.

He tried not to think of Cody as he went up to his room and shut the door. He sighed, laying down on his bed taking in the faint scent of John's scent in his pillow. Curling around his pillow he breathed in deep trying to catch the briefest of scent from the other man's cologne. He knew he should be happy that he hadn't heard from John so he didn't once again get too close before being left for someone better.

Sneakily Jeff watched as Randy slunk away and he excused himself from the group to follow him. He hurried up the stairs, passing no one thankfully and knocked lightly on the door. He received no answer so he just walked in, looking around the deserted room. "Randy?" he called, waiting for some kind of noise to show where the other man was.

A loud thud from the bathroom caused Jeff to run to the door and fling it open, showing the other man sitting on the floor, a kitchen knife in one hand while his left arm was bleeding from the several cuts he made into it.

Jeff hurried over to the man, shutting the door behind him and kicking the knife away. "Randy," he said firmly, taking the other man's shoulders in his hands. He shook his lightly. "Randy wake up!"

Randy's blue eyes fluttered open, tears slipping down his cheeks. "Jeff…?" he asked weakly.

"Yeah it's me," Jeff whispered, pulling off his black tang top and pushing it to the deep wounds.

"Tell Cody I'm sorry," Randy asked, leaning back against the other door, smiling slightly. "It wasn't his fault that I left him."

Jeff shook his head. "You're gonna have to tell him yourself. Don't act like you're dying now," Jeff snapped softly, trying hard to stop the heavy bleeding. "You might have to have stitches for these."

Randy shook his head. "I hope I just die and then it won't matter."

Jeff reared back and slapped Randy as hard as he could, his eyes ablaze. "What the hell is wrong with you?" he asked, tending back to Randy's arm. "You act like the whole world is falling apart. Stop being so self hating and open your eyes!"

Randy tried to yank his arm away, finding that Jeff had gained not only weight but some strength back. "Everyone here loves you, you wouldn't understand!" he snapped back, blue eyes locked with the emerald ones.

"They would like you too if you weren't such an asshole!"

"I have to be that way!"

Jeff sighed. "Why Randy? Why did you have to hurt Cody like you did?" he asked.

Randy growled, punching the wall with his other hand. "Because if I didn't break it off with him he would've left me in the end. I'm tired of everyone that I let get close to me leaving!" he explained, sighing. "Melina did it with Paul, Hunter stopped seeing me when he saw me kissing Cody, now Cena hasn't even called. I'm just tired of hurting."

Jeff sighed, leaning over Randy and wrapping his arms around him in a gentle makeshift hug. "Randy," he soothed, the other man stiff under his touch. "It doesn't have to be like this."

Randy sighed, slowly loosening up. "Everyone hates me here, why do you even care?"

"I don't hate you," a deep voice came, both men looking back at the tall black man standing there.

Randy looked up, tears fresh in his eyes. "Ron…" he whispered, reaching out to him.

Ron got closer, kneeling in front of Randy, stroking his cheek lightly as Jeff moved to continue working on Randy's arm. "You don't have to act so tough Randy."

Randy nodded, leaning up, trying to get closer to the other man. "I'm sorry about everything."

Ron nodded. "I know. He pulled away, getting one of the darkest towels he could find and wet it down and rub some bar soap into it. "Let me wash it." He traded places with Jeff and carefully washed the wound. "You still need to tell Cody everything."

Randy nodded, completely complacent with letting Ron tending to him. "I don't want him to know that I still care. He looked so happy when Ted was dancing with him. He doesn't need me to deal with," he explained, sighing once again.

"If you knew he liked Ted then why were you around him all night?" Jeff asked, thinking of how Cody had ran up to him so unsure about trying to get the other man's attention.

Randy chuckled, hissing as some antiseptic cream was put on his cuts. "You bandage like you fuck," he whispered, earning a small blush from Ron's cheeks. "Ted was trying to leave without anyone knowing. He was sure that Cody already had someone. They've been wanting each other for the longest."

"Is that why you broke it off with Cody?"

Randy nodded, closing his eyes. "Eventually they would have gotten together."

Jeff nodded, running the water in the sink and passing supplies back and forth with Ron like he had the entire time they had been talking. "I have a question."

Randy looked up at him, giving him his attention. "What?" he asked, wincing as Ron started to bandage him up with a gauze pad and an ace wrap.

"How would you know Ron fucks?" Jeff queried, looking from the dark face to the lighter one.

Ron was the one to answer the question. "I tested him. I'm the only original one left here besides Gail," he answered, finishing up his bandaging job and standing. "We tried to date for a little while but it didn't work.

Jeff nodded, his mind struggling to think of the two together. "If you put on a long sleeved shirt, no one will notice," he said, walking into the other room and grabbing a zip-up hoodie and handing it to Randy. "I have to find another shirt." With that he left.

"He really is sweet," Randy admitted, leaning closer to Ron.

"Yeah." Ron wrapped his arm around Randy's shoulders and hugged him before sighing. "You gotta stop this. We've talked about this."

Randy nodded, touching his forearm tenderly. "I know. One day I will," he said, getting up from the floor and going into his room to change.

Ron watched as Randy pulled on a black zip up hoodie and sat on his bed. "You still need to talk to Cody," he said, walking over and taking Randy's hand.

"I'll walk with you," Jeff suddenly popped in, coming in and sitting next to Randy. "C'mon, it'll be ok." He took Randy's hand and led him out. He stopped just before the backdoor and looked at the bigger man. "Let's be friends now." He pressed a quick kiss to Randy's lips and took his hand again. "I'll even let you sleep over with me and Cody."

Randy tried not to chuckle as he followed Jeff outside. His breath hitched when he saw Cody sitting there, a smile on his lips as he continued talking with Gail and John. He stopped, pulling Jeff back a few steps. "He's not gonna want to talk to me."

Jeff rolled his eyes. "Stop being a wimp!" he snapped softly, pulling Randy closer to the three. "Cody."

Cody looked up his face draining of all color. "H-hey," he whimpered, eyes flickering between Jeff and Randy.

"Randy wants to talk to you," Jeff said after a moment, waving for Gail and John to follow him. "We'll just be across the yard."

Cody nodded, standing and leaning against the tree he'd been standing under. "Hey," he murmured, unable to look at Randy in the eye.

Jeff led the other two away, Ron coming out and standing with them. "Randy wants to apologize," he explained to the other two, Gail smiling.

"I was waiting for him to finally talk to him," Gail whispered, leaning against John and sighing.

"Why does that little fag get to talk to Randy?" Alicia asked, standing from her spot on the porch and starting to walk over.

"Alicia!" Gail snapped, walking over to her. "Leave them alone. You've been hanging of Randy's nuts since you've been here."

"Yeah, you're just jealous!" Alicia snapped back, pushing Gail away from her. "Just back off!"

Jeff stopped John, who was about to intervene. "Just wait," he whispered, watching as the two women started an argument.

Gail sighed, grabbing Alicia's hair and throwing her to the ground and knocking her out before getting up and smiling at the view of Cody and Randy still standing there like nothing had happened.

Cody leaned in, kissing Randy on the lips lightly ad he wiped away a few tears on his cheeks.

Randy smiled, hugging Cody close to him. "I'm so sorry Cody," he whispered, stroking the soft brown hair. "I never wanted to hurt you."

Cody nodded, smiling. "So, how are you and that new guy? Cena was his name right?" he asked, pulling away.

Randy nodded. "Yeah, how did your night with Ted go?"

Jeff smiled, taking John and Ron's hands and running towards the two. He jumped on Cody's back, kissing his cheek. "Lets all be friends!" he happily announced, earning a grin from Cody and a bit of a stunned look for Randy. "All of us."

Ron smirked, sending Randy a look. "Jeff, you're getting too heavy to be hanging on Cody like that," he warned, pulling Jeff off of Cody.

"Not yet!" Jeff whined, clinging to Cody. "Not unless you give me a kiss!"

Ron rolled his eyes, kissing Jeff lightly and pulling him free of Cody. "Lets go in," he said, looking up at the cloudy sky that threatened to open up with rain.

Randy nodded, wrapping an arm around Cody and taking Jeff's hand. "What about Alicia?" he asked, looking at the girl.

"Let's just leave her," John mused, earning a laugh from Gail and Jeff.

Randy shrugged, stepping over the unconscious woman and walking into the house. "Isn't your birthday coming up Jeff?"

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(A/N): So I know that Randy seems kinda like a bitch but don't worry, he'll get better. But he's not such a bad guy anymore though! So the house will be a little more relaxed, or will it? Anyway, tell me what you think. I hope it's still good and that you like it! Title is Ecstasy In Pain by Extreme Violence.

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