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Six weeks later the wedding was held at Steve's house. Linda McMahon had flown to LA to help mom plan the wedding. Brady had been named Maid of Honor, Randy had fallen into the role of usher and Mike, of course, was the best man. I'd chosen to wear mom's original wedding dress. It was a white floor length dress with lace belled-sleeves and I added a blue sash to the waist of the gown. As a surprise, mom and Steve had brought me a ruby earring and necklace set to cover the 'new' part of the tradition, forgetting the sash had covered both new and blue. I had a cathedral veil to go with the gown. Four year old Justin had been chosen to be the ring bearer, much to his disgust. He didn't want to have to carry the rings down the aisle and he let everyone know it. The flower girls were the nine year old triplets, they were going to wear the same dress but in separate colors. Deanna had chosen to wear pink, Serena had chosen purple and Aspen wanted to wear white. Aspen's a neat freak and wanted to wear her favorite color for the occasion since the others were wearing theirs, but had been told the only one who could wear white on that day was me because it was my day, so she chose to wear a dress the lightest shade of blue. The bridesmaids were my sisters Kaylee, Jennsson, and Georgina who were all fifteen. The groomsmen were John Cena and, surprisingly, John had chosen Drew to stand up with him. The two had started getting along with my help and they actually became friends.
The day of the wedding, Justin kept taking his tie off and tossing it on the ground.
"Justin, I'm tired of re-tying this damn thing. Leave it on. I'm not going to say it again. Next time, I'm going to let your father deal with you." Mom said tying Justin's tie for the fourth time.
"Justin, remember our deal." John said looking over at the child. Justin's eyes lit up at the mention of the agreement.
"Okay, I'll leave it on." The four year old said. John nodded his head and went back to talking with Mike and the groomsmen. Mom got it re-tied and left the room to come help me get ready. Brady and the others were getting dressed in the room next to mine. My hair was elegantly done in a bun with tendrils of curls hanging around my face to frame it.
"Why is John bribing your brother?" Mom asked as she walked into the room.
"Justin didn't want to be the ring bearer. John simply found his weakness…Natalya. He used her as leverage to get Justin to cooperate." I shrugged.
"If John is behaving like this with your siblings, imagine what he'll do when the two of you have kids. I guarantee it'll be ten times worse because he won't be at home as often as the two of you would like. You have to nip the bribery in the bud." Mom said shaking her head as she walked over to me.
"John was only trying to help, mom. Don't get bent out of shape about it." I said opening the dress bag that held my wedding gown. We'd had it professionally altered to fit me and to include the sash at the waist.
"Yea, but bribery won't get them anywhere. Did he go about bribing anyone else for the ceremony?"
"Mom, relax, it'll be fine. He gave the girls an incentive to do their thing by getting their favorite superstars to agree to dance with them at the reception." I said as I took the dress out of the bag.
"How did he manage to pull that off?" Mom asked as we unzipped the dress.
"John cornered the guys in the locker room. Mike thought it was a great idea since you know he feels like part of the family already. Harry thought it was adorable little Deanna has a huge crush on him, and Evan…he likes the idea of actually getting to talk to one of his fans and get to know the family a bit more." I said as I stepped into the dress.
"Why on Earth did John pick Drew to be one of the groomsmen, though?" Mom asked as she zipped me up.
"They're friends now. Things may have been forced because of what happened between Drew and I, but they've worked out their differences. Plus things are falling into place for them. John's supposed to drop the IC title to Drew before he makes a run for the WWE Championship." I said looking in the mirror.
"Have you decided what you're going to do now that you can wrestle again?" Mom asked as she pinned the veil in place.
"I think it was decided I'm going to drop the belt to Natalya around the time of SummerSlam." I said.
"Speaking of Natalya, how does she feel about being used as leverage by your husband?"
"Nattie thinks it's cute Justin has a crush on her. From what I heard from Johnny, she laughed when he told her about Justin not wanting to be the ring bearer for us until he told him he would get her to sit with him at the reception." I shrugged at I turned to look at her.
"I can't believe Faith isn't here. I know she's still having a tough time adjusting to being a mom, but I never expected her to miss her sister's wedding." Mom said shaking her head.
"This is just like Faith. The only reason I was appointed maid of honor was because none of her friends wanted to do it. Besides, I'm not sure I wanted Faith here to begin with. You know she and I never really got along."
We all took our places as the wedding began. Randy had walked mom to her seat, John stood with the preacher in front of all our guests. Kaylee, Jennsson and Georgina went down the stairs that lead to the backyard that had been transformed into an old-fashioned English garden. Brady went down next, but on the very last step, her left ankle twisted to the side. Before she could fall, Randy caught her. Randy took her to a seat at the back of the garden.
"You need to be her Maid of Honor." Brady said to Randy while looking at John. Randy looked to John for permission. John nodded his head. Without thinking, Randy walked down the aisle while holding Brady's bouquet. John gave Randy a 'what the hell are you doing?' look. Randy looked down at his hand and quickly handed the flowers to my mother.
"These are Brady's." He said.
"I know." Mom said.
Steve and I walked down the stairs, into the garden and down the aisle. He handed me off to John and the preacher motioned for everyone to be seated. At the reception, John and I danced our first dance to Firework by Katy Perry. Deanna danced with Harry once, Serena danced with Evan once, but she spent the night talking to him, and Aspen danced with Mike twice. Kaylee danced with Drew, Jennsson danced with John Cena and Georgina danced with Chris Jericho. Chris had suggested to me during the night that I should submit my name to Vince for DWTS (Dancing With the Stars) if they came to him looking for one of his Superstars or Divas. And Brady danced with a reluctant Viper. Brady had confessed the fall she took was on purpose so Randy could stand with me being that he's my best friend.
August rolled around and we were getting ready to do the big push for SummerSlam. Since SummerSlam is the second Sunday of August, it was imperative the storylines be approved by the head office before we headed to Toronto. SummerSlam was going to be the final time Alice stepped into the ring as a competitor. I'd already dropped the belt to Natalya and was slowly making the transition from wrestler to valet. My final match was going to be a mixed tag match with JoMo and Alice vs. Dolph and Vickie. The rules for the match were simple; it was a no DQ, falls count-anywhere match. The Anonymous GM turned out to be Stone Cold Steve Austin. He'd made the match with the stipulation if JoMo and Alice lost, Alice would lose her contract and would have to leave the WWE. I'd used the opportunity to get my revenge on Vickie by grabbing her by the hair and smashing her face into anything I could reach. It was no secret Vickie and I didn't get along, and there was no friendship lost in my actions. I'd taken Vickie into the backstage area to deliver some more punishment, while John pinned Dolph in the ring for the win.
A couple of days after SummerSlam, Steve received a phone call from my mom. Faith and her husband, Liam, had been in an accident in London and hadn't survived. While Steve and I had been cleared to leave immediately, John had to stay behind to defend the title.
"I want to go with you, babe." John said hugging me while we were at the airport getting ready to go our separate ways. The flight Steve and I were on had been called to board, while the flight John would be taking to Phoenix wouldn't be leaving for another hour.
"I know you do, Johnny, but you need to defend the IC title. I know your heart will be with me even if you aren't physically there. I love you and I love that you would rather be with me than in the ring." I said pulling back slightly.
"Babe, it won't be the same without you. I'll feel the loss when I go out there and you aren't with me or waiting in the back for me. I love you."
"Baby, I'll be back at your side in a week at the most. You don't need to come with me to Faith's funeral. I know you've never met her, but it's better you not hear about the things that tore me, Brady and her apart." I said kissing him. He'd been trying not to let the beard grow back, but I knew how much he like it so I stopped putting up so much of a fight.
Steve and I arrived in Scotland for Faith and Liam's funeral to meet up with the rest of our family. Liam's family had made all of the arrangements. Faith and Liam were going to be buried in the family crypt not far from the family home in Ayr. At the funeral, we'd been told by his parents, Augusta and William, that Faith and Liam had just redone their will two weeks before their deaths. They'd left a 10 month old son behind. Jonathan Lucas Spencer is gorgeous with blonde hair and blue eyes. I was introduced to the little darling when I got there. No one had told Liam's parents that Faith had been suffering with Post-Partum Depression and had left the baby at home with a babysitter because she couldn't be in the same room, or car for that matter, as him.
"Evie, this is Jonny. He's your nephew." Augusta said as I came over to give them my condolences on the loss of their only son. The little boy was crying in her arms. I gave the baby a sad smile and held my hands out to him. He looked at me and stopped crying. I took him from his grandmother and held him tight.
"You have a slight resemblance to our dear Faith. I'm Shelby, Liam's older sister." One of Liam's sisters said to me as I held the baby.
"Hello, Shelby. Faith was my younger sister. We didn't really talk much. I hadn't even seen pictures of the baby until my husband came home with some." I said shaking my head.
"I'm so sorry to hear that. We barely got to see Jonny since Faith was afraid to take him out of the house at such a young age. He was so lucky he wasn't in the car that night." She said.
"Lucky indeed." I said looking at the little boy. The baby laughed at me.
"So what's your husband's name? Why isn't he here with you?" Shelby asked.
"John had to work. We work with the WWE and he had to defend his title, but he really wanted to be here for moral support."
"That's nice of him. I have a cousin who works for the company, maybe your John knows him." Shelby said.
"Maybe." I replied.
"Come to me, Jonny. Let's put you down for a nap." Shelby said trying to take the infant. The baby started to cry from the time she said his name. He grasped onto my hair and blouse and wouldn't let go.
"It's okay, little one. No one here is going to hurt you. You are so lucky that your mommy left you home that night." I cooed to the child. He stopped crying as Shelby moved away from us.
"Let Evie take care of him for a while, Shell. He seems to be comfortable with her. I've never seen him cling to anyone as he does to her. The minute she held him he stopped crying." Augusta said to her daughter.
"She does have a calming effect on him." Shelby nodded as the baby quieted down again.
"That she does. You will, of course, be at the reading tomorrow, Evie?" Augusta questioned.
"Yes, ma'am, I'll be there. I have to support my family through this traumatic event. I've been cleared from work for a couple of weeks to be here. My bosses understand I had no choice but to take time off to come to my sister's funeral. I left my husband behind to come here." I nodded.
"I hope your husband understands you may not be home for a few days."
"I have a very understanding husband. I love him dearly. He knows I would rather have him here with me than to have left him in the States, but work…he had to stay behind for work. He had a championship match this weekend and I wouldn't have him miss it and forfeit to be at a funeral with me." I smiled.
"I'm glad your husband understands. That's a lot more than I can say for the men of my family at times. One of my husband's cousins disowned his son because he didn't go into the profession he wanted. I don't think anyone has forgiven the patriarch for it. Poor Andrew…and to think, the last time I saw him he had a very promising career. It may not have been what his father wanted for him, but he was happy and that's what mattered. But that's the past and no one is allowed to talk to him. I wish he could have been here for Liam's funeral. I heard he was at Faith and Liam's wedding with a beautiful young red head, I just never got a chance to find out who she was or to tell him how sorry we are that he's no longer welcomed at family functions. I hate these stupid rules sometimes, but we have to follow them I suppose. It's good to see the wee one with someone like yourself, lass. If it were up to me, I would gladly see you take him home with you." Augusta smiled.
"Mrs. Spencer, I live in the States…I hardly think you would permit me to take your only grandchild across the ocean." I said.
"Lass, I only want what is best for the wee one. If he stays here, he could very well end up like poor Andrew…I can't have that. Just promise me, no matter what, you'll take care of him." Augusta said putting a comforting hand on my arm.
"I shall, Mrs. Spencer. I wouldn't dare see any harm come to little Lucky." I said looking at him.
"Lucky…I like it. He was lucky not to have been in the car with his parents." She said.
"I can hardly call him Jonny. My husband's name is John; it might get a bit confusing in our house." I smiled at the older woman.
"I agree. Lucky it is then." She smiled back.
The next day at the reading of the will, I was sitting with Mom, Steve and Brady in the parlor of the Spencer house. Augusta and William had been kind enough to let us stay in the house while we were in Scotland.
"As per the wishes of Faith Hayley Walsh-Spencer and William Jonathan Spencer Jr., we will divide the estate accordingly. Mrs. Spencer's jewelry will go to sisters Brady and Kaylee. Monetarily wise, most of the account will go into a trust for Jonathan and the rest of it will go to Mr. and Mrs. William Spencer Sr. for their continued support. The house in London will go…well, this is certainly unprecedented…the house in London will go to Mr. Spencer's cousin Andrew. Lastly, the guardianship of young son Jonathan Lucas will go to Mrs. Spencer's older sister, Evelyn and her husband John Hennigan." The attorney recited reading through the document.
"Did I hear you correctly? The London house is to go to Andrew?" Augusta questioned.
"Yes, Ma'am, that's what I said. The house in London that your son purchased is to go to his cousin Andrew."
"I wholly agree Liam should have left something to Andrew. Did he have to leave him the house, though?" Shelby argued.
"Miss Spencer, I urge you not to argue with the wishes of your late brother and his late wife. These are the terms they agreed upon before their untimely death." The attorney said, turning his attention to Liam's sister.
"Are you sure it reads that I'm to get guardianship of Lucky?" I questioned.
"I'm sure, Mrs. Hennigan. Your sister and her husband clearly trusted you enough to name you guardian of their only child. Now, if you will all excuse me, I believe this reading of the will has come to an end. If there are any concerns regarding the will, I can be contacted in my London office sometime next week." The attorney said packing up his briefcase. He left the rest of us sitting in the parlor looking at one another.
"Evie, I'm sure you'll take good care of the wee one. I see how you are with him as it is. Take him home with you. Be good to him. Let that husband of yours know how much you love him and make him see that the two of you will be great parents to children of your own one day. For now, take care of my grandson. I'm not going to insist on you making special trips with him so we can see him. I will, however, request that you send us pictures. Lots of pictures and often. Visit William and I when you can. I'm sure that with your job, you'll be able to take time off to bring the wee one to see us. If you can't, then we can make arrangements to come to you." Augusta said, her eyes welling with tears.
"Mrs. Spencer, I don't know what to say…I'm very grateful you think my husband and I can handle taking care of Lucky. I'll send lots of pictures as often as I can. I'll do my best to keep him safe, happy and make certain he has enough love. I've only spent a little bit of time with him and he has already crawled his way into my heart." I said, tears threatening to fall from my eyes as well.
"My dear, I can see that when you look at him and the way you hold him. That's why I left him with you last night. Had my son and his wife left him to William and I, I would have insisted you be the one to take care of him." She said.
"But Mrs. Spencer…"
"No buts, my dear. William and I aren't going to live forever. We're in our sixties as it is. We're not going to have the energy to raise another baby. And forget leaving him with Shelby. As much as I love her, my daughter is completely daft when it comes to children. I don't know what I'm going to do when it comes time for her to have to raise her own. Thank goodness for nannies."
"Mrs. Spencer, I'm going to do my best to keep my end of the promise. If there's ever a time you want to see Lucky and John and I can't bring him over here to Scotland, don't hesitate to call to arrange for a visit." I said to the elderly mother.
"Don't worry about his things. I'll have them shipped to your house. I know your mother left several wee ones at home in the States with a couple of live in nannies. Take only the necessary things with you. William and I have already arranged a flight for you and your family on our family plane."
"Thank you, Mrs. Spencer. Thank you for the encouragement to be the one to raise Lucky. John isn't going to know what hit him when I bring this little guy home. He's going to fall for him just like I did." I smiled looking down at the sleeping child in the carriage next to my chair.
"I should hope so. From what I've heard about your John, he loves you very much. Liam spoke highly of him when he was here in April. Yes, I met your husband while he was here with his job. I'm not sure what to be grateful about most, that you have such a loving husband waiting for you back in the States or that the two of you will be the ones to raise my grandson? Either way, I'm the lucky one. Liam brought you both into my life and into Lucky's."
The next day Mom, Steve, Brady, Lucky and I boarded the Spencer family plane on our way back to LA. The Raw roster would be in town for a few days to do some house shows. I'd been so quick to leave, I'd forgotten to get my phone charger from John's bag, so my phone died while we were in Ayr. I'd been too preoccupied with Lucky the last few days, I'd forgotten to borrow mom or Steve's phone to call him to let him know I would be home faster than I thought.
We got back to LA and Steve made arrangements to move some of the extra baby stuff over to John's house. Lucky, Brady and I headed straight to the arena from the airport to see John. Brady was on leave from her training at FCW to come to Scotland with us, so she had a few more days to spend with the family before heading back to Florida to train with Jim Neidhart.
We got to the arena and Brady helped me get the stroller out of the trunk while I got Lucky out of the car seat. I tried to put him in the stroller so I could push him into the arena, but once he grabbed on, he wouldn't let go.
"I'll push the stroller, Evie, you just worry about Lucky. The baby bag can go in the stroller since he won't sit there." Brady suggested as she put the baby bag in the stroller while I carried Lucky toward the open door of the arena.
"Are you sure, Brady? I don't want you to overdo it before you go back to training in Florida." I said.
"Don't worry, sis. I can handle pushing a carriage into the arena. Besides, you have the hard part. You have to tell John the two of you have a son." Brady smiled.
"Did you really have to put it that way, Bray? It's not like he's our son, we're his guardians." I said as we walked into the open door.
"Evie, you can really be naïve at times. The two of you are going to be raising him, making decisions for him, helping him map out his future. I think that qualifies you as his parents now that Faith and Liam are no longer a factor." Brady scolded as we walked down a seemingly deserted hallway.
"Why don't you go find Randy and let him know we're back. I want to talk to John alone…well as alone as we can be with Lucky around." I smiled. Brady nodded and raced off down the hall to find Randy's locker room. I walked passed Drew's dressing room, not thinking there could be a chance John was in there having a nice, polite conversation with my former beau.
"Babe? What are you doing back so soon?" John called from the open door. I turned around to look at him.
"Why do you have Faith and Liam's son?" He asked coming out into the hall. I walked over to him.
"Faith and Liam redid their will two weeks before their accident…They left him to us." I said looking into his eyes.
"They left their son to us?" John questioned.
"That's right, Johnny. They left Lucky in our care. We're parents." I said putting my hand on his not so bare cheek. Drew came out of his dressing room, obviously wondering why John had left.
"Why do you have my cousin?" Drew asked leaning against the door frame.
"Drew? How…? You're the Andrew Augusta Spencer was talking about?" I asked as I handed Lucky to John.
"I'm guessing Mrs. Spencer told you." Drew sighed.
"I didn't know she was talking about you. I know she said something about an Andrew being at Faith and Liam's wedding with a beautiful red head but I never thought she meant you had been there with me. Shelby mentioned a cousin working for the company…I should have put it together since we were in Ayr." I said.
"How is the family?" Drew asked coming over to take a look a Lucky.
Lucky held his arms out for the Scotsman. "Dew." Lucky said. Drew took Lucky from John and held him close.
"Augusta misses you. She wishes you could've been at the funeral. She hates that once the patriarch makes a ruling everyone, even those married into the clan, have to follow suit. How do you know Lucky, then?" I said looking over at the two cousins.
"When we were in Scotland in April, Faith and Liam came to the hotel to visit and they brought the baby along. I thought his name was Jonathan, though."
"It is. His full name is Jonathan Lucas. I started calling him Lucky the minute I found out he was supposed to be in the car with them. Faith had been suffering from Post-Partum and decided she couldn't have him in the car with her, so she and Liam left him home with a babysitter." I explained.
"Good reason. Well, in April they brought Lucky to the hotel so I could see him. I knew he would turn into a handsome one, but I never thought it would be this soon. He looks exactly like Liam. They actually came to see you, but since you couldn't go with your hand all wrapped up and they found out I was there, they came to see me and I introduced them to John. That's how he got pictures of Lucky to bring home to you." Drew said smiling at the little boy he was holding. He looked at me and asked, "How did you end up with him?"
"Two weeks before the accident, they redid their will. They named John and me his guardians. Augusta thought it was a great idea since he wouldn't let anyone else near him at the funeral. She was just grateful they hadn't left him to Shelby." I said.
"Anytime you need a babysitter, you can count on me." Drew suggested.
"Good. We're going to need one tomorrow. I don't know how much extra baby stuff mom and Steve have laying around, so John and I are going to have to go shopping tomorrow to get stuff for Lucky." I said taking the baby from his cousin.
"Tomorrow sounds great. I can be there as early as you'd like." Drew said excitedly.
"Drew, calm down. It's just babysitting. You don't have to be there before ten. I'm not sure how long it's going to take, so we'll leave you with the emergency numbers and everything. If you have any problems, like if you can't figure out why he's cutting up or you can't get him to stop crying, my parents are right down the street. I'm sure mom and Steve wouldn't mind if you pop in for a bit of advice." I smiled. John wrapped an arm around my shoulders. He still felt a bit jealous about my previous relationship with Drew, but he was getting better. It had taken him a lot longer to have the need to feel so protective of me.
"Evie, there you are. Randy didn't believe me when I told him you went to Scotland alone and come back with a baby, even though I was pushing the stroller." Brady said coming back down the hall toward the four of us.
"Bray, what time is your flight tomorrow?" I asked looking over at her.
"Um, I think I have an evening flight. Why?" Brady asked.
"Because John and I have to go shopping for baby stuff tomorrow and Drew's going to be watching Lucky. I was wondering if you wouldn't mind popping in to make sure everything was fine. As long as it's not a problem for Drew, that is." I said looking between the two of them.
"I don't have a problem with Brady being there. If she wanted to come over to help babysit, it would be fine."
"Great. Ten okay with you, Bray?"
"Ten sounds fine. Take your time, sis. I can always call Neidhart to tell him I'm going to be a couple days late coming back to Florida because of some unexpected family business. I'm sure he'll understand." Brady said nodding her head.
"Thanks, Bray. You're a life saver. Let's go to John's locker room to get some of this settled for now. I don't know about you, but Lucky gets heavy after a while." I said shifting the boy on my hip. John reached out to take him. I wasn't sure how Lucky was going to react, so I was ready for him to start screaming. Lucky didn't react badly at all, in fact, he let John take him from me with no problem at all.
"I don't mean to sound ungrateful and all, but have you spoken to Mr. McMahon about this?" Drew asked as we started walking down the hall.
"I never even thought about telling him about the new development." I sighed.
"That reminds me, why didn't you answer your phone while you were over there?" John looked over at me questioningly.
"I left my charger in your bag. My phone died, so I didn't even realized you were trying to call." I said defensively.
"Why didn't you get Brady's or Steve's phone?"
"John, I was a bit preoccupied with Lucky to be thinking about things like that. From the time Augusta put him in my arms to when we got here, he's barely left my side. He's still adjusting to having someone there for him. He spent both nights sleeping in my bed even though Augusta had a crib set up." I said to my husband with a raised eyebrow.
"That's going to have to stop. I'm not going to play second fiddle to him." John said as we reached the locker room he shared with Mike.
Drew took Lucky from John. "Brady and I are taking Lucky with us to catering while you argue this out." Drew said looking over at us. Lucky looked upset because John and I were glaring at one another. I nodded my agreement to Drew, and the three of them left John and I standing in the hall.
"I will not play second fiddle to him." John said taking a step closer to me.
"John, he's 10 months old. His mother practically abandoned him. Right now, what he needs is to feel loved. You making a big deal of this is not helping. Why do you have to turn everything into an attack against you?" I scolded.
"I'm not turning this into…dammit, Evie!" John shouted moving passed into the locker room. Mike was sitting there reading a book.
"Get out, Mike!" John yelled at his friend as I followed him into the room.
"What'd I do?" Mike questioned as he put his book down.
"John's being childish again. Mike, please, give us a few minutes." I said looking over at the former champion. Mike nodded, grabbed his book and left the room, closing the door behind him.
"I'm not being childish." John countered while keeping his back to me.
"Yes, you are, Johnny. How do you expect this marriage to last if you keep taking every little thing as an affront to you? Lucky's 10 months old, John. He wouldn't sleep in the crib because he probably felt alone since his parents are gone. You're making this into a big thing when it's not." I said walking over to him and running my hands over his shoulders.
"It is a big deal, Evelyn." John said turning around to look at me.
"No, it's not, John. Lucky is scared that the only other person he's become attached to is going to leave him. I couldn't get him to stop crying in the crib, so yes, John; he ended up sleeping in my bed. He's not pushing you out. Once he's settled with us, things will go back to normal. Well, as normal as it can be with us on the road all the time." I said stepping back and putting my hands on my hips.
"And how long will this go on, Evie? Are we talking a few days? A week? A month? I can't handle that. You were gone three days…" John started.
"Is this how it's going to be, John? How are you going to react when we have children of our own? Right now, with the way your acting, that's not an option. You're being childish about something that will correct itself in a matter of days. If you can't get over it, this isn't going to work for us. Forget us having kids if this is how you're going to react." I said turning to walk away from him.
He grabbed my arm and pulled me back to him. In a matter of seconds, he had me pushed up against a wall. His lips on mine. I tried to push him off, but him being stronger than me, I had no way of escape. I did the only thing I could think of…I brought my knee up. Of course, John was expecting some sort of retaliation, so he blocked the attack. He pulled away from me and I stared at him in shock. I never expected him to act like this.
"What the hell has gotten into you?" I shouted.
"Nothing." John said looking at me like I had two heads.
"Nothing? You call what you just did nothing? What you almost did? Until you figure out what you're problem is, I'm staying with mom and Steve." I said close to tears. I quickly made my way to the door.
"Where do you think you're going?" He asked blocking the way to the door.
"I'm going to find Lucky so we can get out of here. You're not the person I left three days ago. I don't want to be around you right now. And I certainly don't want Lucky around you. Not when you're acting like this. You've done a complete turnaround from the sweet, caring man I fell in love with, to this…this brute." I said glaring at him.
"Brute am I? I'll show you brute." He said coming closer to me. I stepped back, but found the arm of the couch hit the back of my knees and I toppled over onto it, my feet in the air.
I managed to get away from him, but not unscathed. I was still shaken quite a bit. Randy had heard the screaming coming from the locker room and charged into the room. I was now sitting in Randy's locker room with my head on his shoulder, crying.
"What are you going to do now?" Randy asked.
"Take some time off." I said shortly.
"That's not what I meant, Red. How are you going to deal with this situation he's put you in?" Randy said calmly as he held me close.
"I don't want it getting out. I'm not going to bring it to McMahon's attention because I don't want to risk our jobs. I'll take some time off to be with Lucky. Probably move back to NYC. I can't be in the same place as him right now. As for telling Steve…forget it. He'll kill him." I sobbed.
"Red, you can't let this go. What he did was wrong."
"I know, Randy. I love him. I can't ruin his reputation because he chose to do something stupid."
"Red, you can't ignore it either."
"That's exactly what I'm going to do. Ignore it. Yes, he was wrong, but I…I can't bring myself to do anything about it. I love him, Randy. I can't…I just can't do it. Let me take some time off, let him cool down and…maybe we can work this out."
"I can't let you do that, Red. You're setting yourself up to get hurt again. Do you remember how you felt after Drew cheated on you? This is the ultimate betrayal, Red. He should never have laid a hand on you."
"He's never hit me, Randy. Had he, you would have been the first to know. Trust me. This…this was nothing compared to what he could have done." I said pulling away from him.
"Evie, I'm not going to stand by and let him hurt you like this."
"Randy, I'm fine. Really. Had he truly tried to hurt me, he would have. He's a lot stronger than I am."
"Stop making excuses! He shouldn't have…"
"Randy, I'm fine. I could have fought back. I didn't. What you walked in on…" I sighed.
"No, Red. I'm not going to sit here and listen to you make excuses. I'll get some time off and we'll figure out what to do about this…problem."
"No! There is no problem, Randy. Had he wanted to hurt me, he could have. He didn't. I'm fine. There's nothing to worry about. John will cool down in a couple days and we'll sort this out. Until then, I'll go down to Florida with Brady to see how her training's coming along. I don't want you getting into it with John, either, Randall. Mike's probably letting him have it as we speak. Not to mention Cena, they heard you screaming and came to find out what the hell was going on. I have enough on my plate as Lucky's guardian. I don't need to deal with this too. He'll cool down and come to his senses. I'm done with fighting. I don't want it to end like this." I said.
"Red, you need to leave him. You need someone who's going to treat you with respect. What he just did… wasn't right. You deserve more than that. You deserve someone who's going show you how much he loves you. All the time. Someone who's willing to let bygones be bygones. Someone who will send you flowers. Someone who will tell you what you need to hear not what they want you to. Leave him, Red. He's not good enough for you."
"And you think you are, right? Randy…you're divorce isn't even final yet. I'm not getting a divorce just because you think something like this is going to happen again. He was wrong and he admitted it before you busted the door down. You're going to be the one who ends up suspended because of it. I know you're trying to be a good friend right now, but think about what you're saying. I'm just supposed to leave my husband because of one act of indiscretion? He's never hurt me before and I don't think he'll do it again." I said standing up from the couch to look at him.
"Just because you don't think he'll hurt you again, doesn't mean he won't, Evelyn. I know you want to think the best of him, even in this situation. But you have to remember if it's happened once, it'll happen again. I don't care how much he claims to love you. I am telling you to get out of this relationship before you end up seriously hurt. If you can't do that, I don't think I can stand by and watch." Randy said standing as well.
"Then don't. You're my best friend, Randy, and I appreciate that you're trying to keep me safe. John would never do anything to hurt me-" I started but Randy cut me off.
"He did, though, Red. He hurt you tonight. You may not realize it, but he did. He should never have taken you like he did. It was wrong on so many levels. I'm not going to stand by and watch you self-destruct. If you stay with him…I don't think you and I can be friends. I don't want to see you get hurt, but I can't stand by and not do anything about it. I understand you want to think he won't hurt you again, but Evie, this is the first step towards…"
"Don't you dare say it, Randy. He would never hurt me. And you bringing it up…it hurts me. If you can't except that I've chosen to stand by him, then I guess we're through." I said storming out of Randy's locker room. I needed to find Drew and Brady. I had to get out of there before I turned around and either told Randy he was right and I needed to get out of the relationship with John, or I went back to John to see if we could work things out.
a/n don't forget to r &r