Randy pulled his shirt up and inspected the gash on his torso. He was standing in his bathroom of the room with Kelly in it. She was sound asleep on his bed and he didn't want to wake her up to have another bad encounter with her. He grabbed the cotton ball before placing it on top of the rubbing alcohol bottle and lifting the bottle to get some on the cotton ball. He took a deep breath and began to wipe the blood away when it stung him badly. "Ah FUCK!" Randy yelled. He closed his eyes and his body immediately began to shake. He took another deep breath before pressing the cotton filled with liquid on the gash again. He groaned in agony, and his hands went flinging, making bottles crash to the floor. He dropped the cotton ball and grabbed the counter, gripping it tightly.

Kelly squirmed in the bed before sitting upright. She heard noises in the bathroom and immediately she pushed the blankets off her body before walking towards the door. Her hand grazed the knob and she opened it to find Randy hunched over the sink with his hands gripping each end. Her eyes fell to the blood seeping out of his shirt. She gasped out loud making Randy look up at her reflection in the mirror.

"What are you doing?" Randy asked quickly.

Kelly's eyes widened in fear, never has she seen so much blood. Her thought was to just turn and run but she couldn't find herself doing that. Instead her feet moved closer to Randy until she stood behind him. She grabbed his shoulder and turned him around so he was facing her. "What happened?" She asked in a low whisper.

Randy moved his eyes off her. He fixed it on the painting that was behind her instead. "I just got cut," he said. Randy found Kelly starting to pull his shirt up, her face twisted with fear. He quickly pulled his shirt off his body and threw it to the side so his gash was out and opened. Kelly swallowed the lump forming in her throat. She grabbed a new cotton ball and pressed it to the rubbing alcohol before cleaning the blood.

Randy watched her small hands get to work. She looked so concentrated as she cleaned it off. It took him by surprise. Her lower lip was sucked in between her teeth, making her look cute as ever. He winced every now and then when she accidentally touched the cut. Slowly Randy's eyes began to close. "Randy?" Kelly asked.

"Hmm?"

"I need you to be awake. You lost a lot of blood. Where are the bandages?" She asked him.

He drew in a deep breath before grabbing the counter for balance. He nodded to the cabinet beside him and quickly Kelly opened it. She brought the bandage over to him before wrapping it around his torso. Randy winced, and gripped Kelly's shoulder with his right hand. After she finished, she held his hand and stared at him. "Are you okay?"

Randy shook his head no, before tumbling over her. Kelly was pushed back against the wall, with Randy trying to support his weight on the wall. She stared up at him before slipping his arm over her shoulder and leading him back to the room. With all her strength she helped him onto the bed before pulling the blanket over his body. He quickly fell unconscious and she only worried for him. Unaware of her next action, she found herself pressing her lips to his forehead.

Kelly quickly pulled back and walked out of his room before closing the door behind her. She sat on the couch and brought her knees to her chest as she thought about Randy. She felt so bad for him when he said he wasn't okay. It was like he went into a peaceful trance. There was no hint of the angry, aggressive Randy she got used to. It almost reminded her of the gentleness he had when they first met at the nightclub. Kelly smiled to herself just thinking about it.

"Hey."

Kelly looked up to find Zack standing there. He took a seat beside her on the couch before facing her. "Is Randy okay? He looked pretty bad when he came back," he told her.

Kelly glared at Zack. "Why didn't anyone help him?" She asked, anger evident in her voice.

Zack shook his head, "He pushed us away from helping him. He said he could take care of it himself. Randy's never the one to show people his weakness. He's dealt with things much worse," he said.

"He's sleeping right now. He needs a lot of-

Kelly stopped talking when she found Ted approaching Randy's room. She quickly jumped off the couch and ran up before blocking him to the door. "What are you doing?" She questioned him.

"We have some business to take care of," he told her.

Kelly shook her head. "He can't come. He's hurt really badly. You guys go without him," she ordered.

Ted scoffed in disbelief. "That cut is nothing to him. If he finds out we left him because of that, he'll be more pissed at you than us," he warned her.

Kelly rolled her eyes. "I'll deal with it," she said.

Ted turned away and stared at Zack. "Time to shine bright like a diamond," he told him. Zack got off the couch as he followed Ted, Maryse, Wade, and Eve out.

Just before Layla left she looked over to Kelly. "Don't try to win his heart. Randy is cold hearted and he practically already hates you."

Kelly knew what Layla said was all lies. Randy definitely didn't hate her. In fact, she was going to make sure of that soon. She walked back into the room before going through the drawers. This time she grabbed a white V-neck and headed into the bathroom.

When Kelly came out of the shower her hair dripped with water, falling on the ground. She wore the V-neck over her bra and panties with nothing else. It was just way to hot outside and in the building to even care. The shirt went past her bum, so she was a little comfortable. She was looking into the mirror fixing her hair when Randy moved in his bed. Kelly glanced at the clock and realized it's been only 2 hours. But she was scared if he'd wake up. Frankly, she wasn't ready to get yelled at for holding him back from going with his gang.

Randy's eyes opened and suddenly he sat upright. He winced as the pain shot through his body. Kelly ran up beside him and grabbed his bicep before helping him lean against the bed frame. "Careful," she whispered, her breath tickling his ear.

Randy turned his head so he was facing her. His face was inches away from hers and he couldn't help but stare at her lips. "How long was I asleep for?" He asked. His voice came out raspy because he just woke up.

"2 hours," she told him.

"Where's everyone?"

There was hesitation in her eyes and she quickly looked down. Randy immediately got off the bed as he held his stomach. He walked out of the room before looking around. Kelly stood behind him and cleared her throat. "They said they had some business to take care of. Ted was going to wake you up but I stopped him-"

"Why the fuck would you do that?" He asked as he yelled at her.

Kelly took steps back from him. Here comes scary Randy. "I thought you needed rest-"

"I don't need anything," he spat. He walked into his room and grabbed a shirt when he felt Kelly's cool hand touch the back of his skin.

"Don't. You can't," she told him.

"Why not?"

"You're hurt!"

"I'm fine."

"No, you're not. Stop trying to act like you're so tough. Okay? People get hurt. It's okay to acknowledge it once in a while Randy!" Kelly yelled.

Randy looked down at her. Christian was right about her. Her only thought was to make others happy and her kindness was her weakness. "Don't be nice to me," he warned her.

"Why not?"

"Because it's not worth it."

"You're worth a lot of things you don't know. You're afraid to show your real side," she whispered. Her hand came into contact with his chest, where his heart lies. "I'll be nice to you as much as I want."

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