Salina was walking toward the vending machine to get a bottle of Gatorade when somebody grabbed her by the arm and pulled her into the janitor's closet. "Hey what the hell?" she yelled. She turned around to knee the bastard in the groin but Randy managed to stop her just in time.
"We need to talk," he told her.
"About what?" she snapped. She did not appreciate being dragged into random rooms by assholes who didn't know when to quit.
"About us. About what we did last night. About what we do now."
She looked at him like he was crazy. "There's no us Randy. We fucked, we got it out of our system and now we move on." She tried to leave but he refused to let her.
"No," he said. He was shaking his head back and forth. "You may have gotten something out of your system but I haven't been so lucky."
"Well what the fuck do you want me to--" Salina was cut off by Randy kissing her as hard as he could. She beat her fists against his chest because this was not what was supposed to be happening. She was the one who was supposed to be in control. But she felt her legs weaken and her will slipping as he slipped his tongue in her mouth. As much as she hated to admit it, he was quite the kisser. She found herself caving despite her mind telling her to push him away and she pulled him closer to her.
He smirked when they finally pulled apart for air. "You were saying?" he asked arrogantly.
She scowled at him. "Fuck you Orton."
"Oh I know you want to." He kissed her again and this time he pushed her up against the wall. She bit his lip as hard as she could, drawing blood and getting a little hiss from him. It was so easy for her to find her hate turning into lust. Fucking someone she couldn't stand…most people just didn't get it. But to her, it made sense. The hatred and the constant confrontation was like an aphrodisiac to her. Emily said it was just because she was nuts, but that was okay. If this was what being nuts was like, she could stay that way for all she cared.
Suddenly the closet door opened. "SALINA MARIA HALL!"
Salina's eyes widened as she and Randy pulled away from each other violently. She found herself staring at her very pissed off father. "Hi Daddy," she said as innocently as she could.
Scott wasn't buying the whole innocent act. He looked ready to kill Randy. "What the fuck were you doing with my daughter?" he snarled. He reeked of booze but that wasn't unexpected.
Randy gulped as he looked between Scott and Salina. He seemed uncertain about what to do. Finally he decided to do a tried and true tactic. "She started it!" he tattled. "This whole thing is her fault!"
"It is not!" Salina denied. "You wanted to have sex with me first. I just went along for the ride."
"Liar! You so totally wanted it first!"
"ENOUGH!" Scott yelled. He grabbed Randy by the throat and started trying to throttle him. "You are so dead Orton!" He looked over at Salina. "And you are so grounded young lady."
Salina gave him an annoyed glare. "I'm not a kid Dad. You can't ground me."
"Oh yeah? Watch me."
Hunter, Shawn and Kevin came and pulled Scott off of Randy. "Okay, as much as you want to kill him, we can't let you do that," Hunter said. "We don't need to deal with a murder charge on top of everything else right now."
Salina stepped out of the janitor's closet and saw that Emily, Cody, Ted and Natalya were standing there too. The last two had guilty looks on their faces. "What did you two do?" she asked.
Natalya winced. "Your dad may have overheard us talking about your little parking lot sex last night."
Randy rubbed his throat. "Thanks Ted. It's not like things aren't fucked up enough. I'm obsessing about a bitch I cannot stand and Kliq members keep trying to kill me."
"Hey, it's not like I like you any better," Salina snapped. "I personally think you're a gigantic asshole."
"Well why the fuck did you fuck him then?" Scott yelled, attracting the attention of everyone else that was standing in the hallway. "Just what the hell were you thinking?"
Emily rolled her eyes. "Who said she was thinking about anything? Thinking is not something Salina does that often."
"Fuck you," Salina snapped irritably.
"Fuck you too sweetie."
"You two could fuck if you wanted to," Cody suggested.
Kevin frowned. "You're gay dude. You're not supposed to be interested in girl on girl action."
Cody just stared at the older man. "I'm not gay damn it!"
"Hey, you're going to be whatever I say you're going to be."
"Yeah Cody," Salina said. "You'll be whatever Uncle Kevin wants you to be." She looked over at Randy. Suddenly she was struck by how hot he looked all disheveled like he currently was. She licked her lips as she caught eye contact with him. Without words, they both knew they were going to go through a repeat performance of last night.
"Why are you two looking at each other like that?" Scott demanded. He looked even more unhappy now. "Stop that! That is not appropriate! Shawn, you were supposed to keep things like this from happening!"
Shawn just glared at him. "You know what? This is not my fault. She's your daughter. You fix this if you don't like it." And with that, the frustrated Heartbreak stormed off.
Emily watched him go before grinning at everyone. "So who wants to go get some drinks after the show?"