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Chapter Twelve: Birthday Killjoy
Last night, when I had left my brother's bedside in the hospital, I felt like I
had left the only person that actually cared about me. I had woken up with a bad
taste in my mouth, and it wasn't morning breath either. The realization of my
brother's death had yet to hit me. I didn't want to believe it. Last night was a
complete blur it went by so fast. When I had woken up, I saw a big bouquet of
flowers waiting for me on the table. I walked over and I read the card;
Sky,
Read The Envelope. It's from your brother. I love you.
Love, Phil
There was an envelope on the table right next to the flowers. I opened the
envelope and took the letter out. It read;
Dear Skylar,
After thinking for about a few hours by myself, I realize that I overreacted
about you being with Phil. I see how much you loved him last night and I see how
much he loves you. And all I've ever wanted is for you to be happy with whatever
decisions you make. And I also understand that all you've ever wanted is for me
to accept the person you date. So, since you're now engaged to Phil, I accept. I
love you Sky.
Love always, your brother
Randall
Once I finished reading the letter I began to cry. After 21 years of wanting his
approval for so many things, I finally got it in his letter that he wrote before
he died. This seriously sucks. I sat down on the bed and still held the letter
in my hand. Then, I heard the door open and in came Phil. He saw me and he just
hugged me. I hugged back and I felt it; he knew Randy was gone. I sobbed in his
chest and he held me tightly. "It's gonna be ok babe"
Then, I handed him the letter. He opened it and read it. Then he placed it down
on the bed behind me and he just held me in his arms as I continued to cry. This
seriously sucked. Then, my phone went off. I wiped away my tears away and I
answered my phone. "Hello?"
"Happy Birthday little one!" said my father. My eyes went wide as I completely
forgot my birthday. Shit! I looked at my fiance and he looked at me weird.
Then, he checked his phone and he saw something on it. He showed me the phone
and it said:
BabyGirl's 21st Birthday
I groaned and then I spoke into the phone "Thanks dad"
"Have you talked to your brother?"
I sighed. "Yeah I did"
"Is he ok?"
"Now he is"
"He told me that he accepted you dating that Phil boy on the roster"
"Yeah.." I sniffed and I said "He told me too"
"Is he in the room with you?"
"Dad, there's something I gotta tell you."
"What is it?"
I tried finding the right words for me to tell my dad that his son is gone.
Then, I just blurted it out: "Randy's dead."
Silence was all I heard from the other line. I checked to see if he had hung up
on me, but he didn't. Looks like he wasn't taking the news lightly. I sighed and
then my dad said "Skylar, if this is a joke of yours it's not funny"
"I'm dead serious, dad" I said. Then, he started becoming hysterical. "When?!
Where?! How?! Why?!"
I explained it to him the best way I could possible. Then, I finally got through
to him. He sighed and he said "Does WWE know about this?"
"Press conference is today."
"Are you speaking at it?"
I nodded my head as I said "Yes". Then, he said "Well, I'll show your mother.
She'll be devastated, but she'll hopefully understand"
I sighed and said "OK dad"
Then he hung up. I placed the phone down and I looked at Phil. He said "I don't
know how everyone will react to this"
"Neither do I"
He took my hand and I stood up. "What time's the press conference?" he asked.
I looked at the clock and I saw that it was 12:30 right now. "At One." I said.
Then, we walked out of the hotelroom and we headed down to the parking lot. We
walked over to Phil's car and we got in. Then we drove to the arena and I saw
that there was already paparazzi and newsreporters waiting for someone to speak.
I sighed and I cracked my knuckles. Then, we pulled into the parking lot and got
out of the car. I checked the clock and it was already one. I sighed and I
looked at Phil. "It'll be ok honey" he said to me and I sighed "I hope you're
right"
Then, me and Phil, along with Mr. McMahon walked over to the podium. I stood
next to Phil as Mr. McMahon as he said "Good afternoon. We here in the WWE have
some rather sad and unfortunate news to share. Unfortunately, on Saturday,
August 31st, Randall Keith Orton, or as many people and his family knew him as
Randy, was in a tragic hit and run accident. Uhm, and on September 3rd, 2013, he
passed away at the age of 33 with his baby sister Skylar Devin Orton right by
his side."
Then, he just stepped off of the podium and he motioned for me to come up to the
podium. I walked up to the podium and my leg started shaking as I said "I'm
Skylar Devin Orton, the little sister of Randy Orton. Uhm, I'm here to talk on
behalf of mine and Randy's family. This has been the hardest 24 hours we have
ever dealt with because there's so much to process in our brains. Tonight's
edition of Monday Night Raw will be a tribute for Randall Keith Orton. Brother,
Father, Son, soon to be Uncle, Grandson, and Friend. The other news I have to
share is this; me and fellow WWE Superstar and my fiance CM Punk are expecting a
child together. This is bittersweet news for all of us, both in the ring and out
of the ring. Any questions?"
Then a million people had been thrown at me, but the overwhelming feeling in my
stomach overcame me and I just left. I walked into the car and I started to cry.
Then, I heard the door close and I looked at Phil. He held my hand and said
"It's over with."
I sighed and said "Yeah."
Then, we drove back to the hotelroom. Once we got there, Phil brought me to the
hotelroom. He opened the door and we walked in. Then, Phil said "Babe you should
get ready for a birthday dinner I have set up for us"
I looked at him and I said "Ok"
Then, he jumped into the shower first. I sighed. I knew things weren't going
well for me since 24 hours ago, but I hated it when Phil kept things from me.
So, I got up and grabbed a buttoned up red, black, white, and grey tshirt and I
threw on black sweats. I combed through my hair and I looked around. Being
pregnant and without my brother certainly sucks. So, after we both got ready, we
went to the arena and I was expecting a bunch of people mourning. But I realized
that there were a bunch of party decorations. Then;
SUPRISE!
