Author's Note: Sunday Update :) Okay, so I want to put out a warning that this chapter does contain some uh let's just say sexual content. I hate to ruin it for everyone but I don't know what ages read this story and I need to make sure I give a heads up. If you are easily offended or don't feel like reading it then you can skip it. It's toward the end and I did my best to make it's as clean but yet as steamy as possible ;) haha. Anyway, I hope you enjoy. Until Thursday! I got the ending interview with Mike from the 7-19-10 episode of Raw.
"Hi," I said
"Hi," he responded.
Randy stepped out of his hotel room and closed the door behind him. I was confused but I continued to stand and wait for him to talk. He finally did and my stomach became infested with butterflies.
"Let's go for a walk," he stated.
"Randy, it's almost one AM…That's crazy."
He smirked. "What are you scared?"
"I'm not scared," I replied and folded my arms across my chest.
"I'll protect you."
I gulped and couldn't reply before Randy turned and began to take long strides down the hallway. I had to a run a little to catch up with him. I realized a few things on our elevator ride down to the lobby and out into the streets of Philly. One, Randy wasn't in the talking mood. Two, he seemed a little on edge and he walked with a purpose. Half of the time I saw the back of him and I wondered if he was even enjoying this walk because I sure as hell wasn't. This was the Randy that I knew from high school. He was rude and inconsiderate and he made me feel unwanted. At this point I just wanted to turn around and head back to the hotel for some sleep. I knew Randy probably wouldn't even know I was gone.
Finally I cracked. "Randy."
"What?" He asked.
"Where are we going?"
"I saw park up here on my drive back to the hotel. I figured we'd check it out."
A park, are you kidding me? He was right though, there was a park. It was small only having two swings, a small slide, and a jungle gym. I took a seat on one of the swings and pushed my feet on the ground giving me a slight lift into the air. Randy took the other swing and sighed. I don't even think the word confused could describe my emotions right now.
"I like you Jordyn," he said suddenly.
"You don't even know me," I replied because it was the truth. What he just said didn't even make sense to me. Randy Orton didn't like me, not in the slightest bit.
"I like what I do know about you."
"No you don't. If you knew me you wouldn't like me, I promise you that."
"You wouldn't like me either."
"I don't like you now."
He looked over at me and for the first since I have known Randy his eyes looked genuinely sad and also sweet. I knew then that what Randy wanted from me was a friend, at least that's what I thought. So many people put him down and say nasty things about him because they don't know the true Randy. There's crazy, Viper, out of control Randy and then there's sweet, caring, understanding Randy. There was a good Randy and a bad Randy to put it simply.
"I think that's why I like you," he said confidently. "One second you want to work things out, give me a chance…Then you want to be rude and shut me out. Me and you, we aren't that different. I just wish I knew what I did to make you so against me."
Oh if you only knew. "I'm sorry, today just has been a really rough day if you understand what I am saying."
He nodded. "You mean by what happened at the restaurant?"
"Yeah," I said. "I don't just mean by what happened with you and the guy. I mean what you had to find about me…About my past."
"We all have secrets Jordyn. I know I do. You just have to hope that people will still accept you for who you are even if they do find out. So you did some things that you regret, there's nothing wrong with that."
"You've done things that you regret?" I asked and went back to swinging. Randy glanced over at me for a second and then down at his feet.
"Of course, life wouldn't be what it is if we didn't have regrets."
We both were quiet and then I said, "You confuse me just as much as I confuse you."
He chuckled. "How do I do that?"
"You have two different sides to you. There's the Randy that you portray on TV that I believe shines through outside of the ring. Then there's this Randy…The Randy that's actually kind of likeable."
He put his hand to his heart. "Ouch Jordyn, that really hurt."
I laughed. "I'm just saying if you were this Randy that you are now I would love to spend time with you. I just…I don't know."
"You just don't know if you can deal with the guy who hears voices in his head."
I nodded. "Sure, if you say it like that."
"Maybe we shouldn't be friends," he said.
Okay, now I was super confused. When this conversation started Randy had said he liked me and now he was saying he didn't want to be friends. Alright, the voices in Randy's head are definitely screwing with him.
"What do you mean?"
He stood up and looked down at me. "We may be the same but we aren't right for each other. I can't just be your friend…I want to be with you. I want to get to know you and spend my days with you and my nights. I can't do that knowing all you'll be to me is a friend. I like you, like I said before but this isn't right. I think it'll be better if we act like we don't know each other, like we never talked."
All of a sudden I was very pissed. "Are you fucking kidding me right now? You are making this sound like we dated for a year and a half. Dude, you kissed me twice…That was it."
"If I'm not mistaken one of those times you kissed me."
"Why does that matter? This whole conversation just needs to be forgotten, this doesn't even make sense to me. Everything that you have said to me these past ten minutes has literally gone through one ear and right out the other. I am sorry but I'm confused and I want to go back to the hotel. It's cold."
"Fine, let's go."
This time Randy walked by my side, a lot closer then I would have liked. I think he thought he would be able to give me some of his body heat. At one point I did feel his hand on the small of my back and he rubbed it up and down three times. I don't know why he did that, but I liked it.
When we got back to the hotel I didn't know where this left Randy and I. Were we friends or were we not? Did I want to be his friend? I did want to kiss him again that I knew. This whole night seemed to be like a bad dream and I just wanted to get some sleep to clear my head.
I exited the elevator first and continued my way down the hallway. I almost ignored Randy when he called my name but I turned around to face him.
"Yes?" I asked.
"I never regretted kissing you. I would do it again, right now, if you'd let me."
"That doesn't exactly fit under not being friends. You can't just kiss me whenever you want."
"But I'm not taking no for an answer."
He walked toward me and pressed his lips to mine and my body melted at his touch. Randy pulled away first and grabbed my hand and began to guide me back to his room. We stumbled into the room, our lips connecting again. Randy's hands were intertwined in my hair and I was successfully lifting his shirt over his head. Our lips broke contact for a second as I threw his shirt to the floor.
I felt Randy begin to unbutton my own shirt, his fingers gliding against my skin sending shock waves throughout my whole body. I moaned lightly as Randy deepened our kiss. Randy's hands went to the small of my waist and he picked me up with ease as my legs wrapped around him, locking behind his back.
We broke the kiss temporarily and we both breathed heavily as my wandering hands continued to explore him.
"You want to do this?" Randy asked.
We stood in the middle of the room. I was still straddling his waist. I thought for a moment and realized how crazy I was acting. I was about to give in to Randy Orton, I was going to let him be with me in a way that only two other men had ever had the privilege of doing. I guess oh well for not being friends.
"I want to do this."
Randy didn't hesitate. He walked me over to the bed and gently lowered me on it, climbing on top of me and I moaned when he nibbled on my neck leaving a trail of kisses behind. I arched myself, giving Randy more skin to explore. He cursed softly and removed my shirt throwing it to the floor.
"You drive me crazy," he whispered.
I was left in my bra and panties while Randy still wore his boxers. Randy kissed my mouth and I gently bit his lower lip, causing him to softly groan. His hands were traveling up and down my body and I felt my skin warm to his touch. When his hand moved down and inched my panties lower, I gasped. When he touched my womanhood, I threw my head back and closed my eyes and let the sensation take me over. He toyed with me for a moment and I moaned. I had never felt such intense pleasure.
He kissed my stomach, nibbling on my soft skin as he removed the rest of my clothes. When I was finally free of my clothes that protected me I subconsciously put my hands over my body. Randy's hands captured my wrists and he lifted them over my head and placed them there.
He kissed me once then again. "You're so beautiful Jordyn."
His strong hands cupped my small breasts and I leaned up toward his kiss needing more. When he moved to the center of the bed it was my turn to explore his body as I switched positions with Randy. I sat on top of him and his hands came to rest on my lower waist, lowering to stroke the fullness of my bottom. When I twisted and squirmed a bit, getting into a comfortable position he grunted at the sensation I was giving him.
Everything about this moment seemed too good to be true. I felt so many emotions and yet the number one was how complete I felt. Randy was making me feel things that I hadn't feel in years.
When he entered me I threw my head back and enjoyed his fullness inside me. Randy groaned and whispered sweet-nothings in my ear. His thrusts picked up speed and I knew I wouldn't be able to last much longer.
"You feel so good," he said.
Warmth spread to my lower body and the fire grew as he filled me, plunging into my sweetness and causing my world to stop for just that moment. Randy groaned, his hands tightening into fists.
"Jordyn."
As my body shook, I felt Randy come into an orgasm and he quickly pulled out of me. Randy breathed heavily with satisfaction.
"You're so amazing," he said and kissed my lips.
I smiled at his words and curled up into him. Sleep found me so quickly that I didn't even had time to rethink today's events.
July 19, 2010
I stood off to the side waiting for my cue to start to the interview. I felt awkward and I wished that I didn't have to do this interview. Mike walked into the room with his briefcase and didn't look at me. I didn't exactly expect him to. Hell I didn't even want to look at him.
Amanda handed me my microphone and Mike walked over to stand next to me. He got into his persona quickly as he held his Money in the Bank briefcase. He was angry, for more reasons then one.
"Miz, you've gotta be furious with the fact that what just happened out there between you and R-Truth as you were ready to cash in your Money in the Bank contract."
Mike stared at me and it was hard for me not to cry. "R-Truth just cost me the WWE Championship. I had Sheamus knocked unconscious!" He screamed and threw his hand in the air. "With this very briefcase that holds the Money in the Bank contract! I would have made poetic justice but make no mistake about it there will be other opportunities. I have an entire year, so whether it's tomorrow night or July 17th, 2011…I will take my rightful place as WWE Champion because I'm the Miz and I'm…Awesome!"
"Cut!"
Mike bounded out of the room and I was quickly heading after him.
"Mike, please stop!"
"Jordyn, get away from me."
"Mike, you need to listen to me. Please."
"I don't want to talk right now. I have other things to do."
I gripped his shoulder and spun him around to face me. "Stop it Mike, just give me a chance to explain myself."
Mike shook his head. "I can't."
"Please Mike I thought we were good friends. I'm sorry, you have to forgive me. I love you."
Mike looked down at his feet. "Aw fuck, I love you too Jordyn."
I went to give him a hug but he stopped me. "But that doesn't dispute the fact that I'm still angry at you. Let's drive to the airport together alright?"
I nodded and Mike walked off. I only hoped the night would only get better.
