A Few Days Later: 10/02/2014 Hell In A Cell
John, Chase, and I just arrived in New Orleans, and after renting a car, we throw our bags into the trunk, and get in. We rented a car-seat for Chase, so after strapping him in, I get into the front seat and John is driving.
"I'm hungry Daddies." Chase says.
"What do you want to eat buddy?" John asks.
"McDonalds." Chase says.
"Alright. I could go for a Big Mac." John says. A few minutes later, we arrive at McDonalds, and after undoing Chase's car seat, we head inside.
"Hello guys. I'll take your order whenever you're ready." The cashier says.
"I'll take a number four please." John says.
"Would you like to supersize it?" She asks.
"I better not. I have to wrestle tonight." He says.
"Alright, and what would you like to drink?" She asks.
"I'll take a Pepsi please." John says.
"Ok, and what would you like little fella?" She asks Chase.
"A cheeseburger happy meal." Chase says excitedly.
"Alright, and what would you like to drink?" She asks.
"Lemonade." He says.
"Ok, and what would you like sir?" She asks me.
"I'll take a number three with no tomato please." I say.
"Would you like to supersize it?" She asks.
"I'm gonna have to say no to that one. I don't want to be bloated when I have to defend my title tonight. Oh, and I'll take a Dr. Pepper please." I say.
"Don't worry Randy; I know you'll win tonight. Same to you John." She whispers to us.
"Why are we whispering?" John asks.
"Because my boss doesn't like me talking to famous people." She says
"Oh ok then." John says normally.
"Anyways, your total comes to 13.88." She says. John hands her his credit card, and after swiping it in the machine, she hands him the receipt and after he signs it, he hands it back to her.
"Your order number is 187." She says as she hands him his copy of the receipt.
"Thank you." John says.
"Let's go find us a table buddy." John says. A few seconds later, Chase, John, and I sit down in a booth and wait for our number to be called.
"Daddies." Chase says.
"Yeah buddy." John says.
"When can I see Aunt Natty and Aunt Melina?" Chase asks.
"We have to eat first, and then we can go and see them. They're staying in the same hotel as us." John says.
"Yay! Can I go swimming too?" Chase says.
"We have to get you some floaties first." I say.
"Ok." Chase says.
"Order number 187, your food is ready." The lady says. I stand up from the booth and walk up to the counter to get our food.
"Thank you." I say as I take my food.
"You're welcome Randy. Do you think I can get your guys' autograph? I have a break in five minutes." She says.
"Sure. See you in five." I say.
"Make it 10." She says.
"Ok." I say as I walk back to my booth and sit down. I hand Chase his happy meal and he starts eating.
"Thanks Daddies." Chase says.
"You're welcome buddy." John and I say in unison. A few minutes later, the cashier walks up to our table.
"Hey guys." She says.
"Hey." John says.
"Can I get your guys' autographs? My boss just went on break, and I don't know when he is coming back. By the way, my name is Natasha." She says. She sounds scared.
"Are you alright? You sound scared." I say.
"I…I could get fired for talking to you guys. My boss isn't very nice and, the last time I talked to someone famous, he fired me and when I came in here the next day demanding my job back, he made me…you know…and…and I don't want that happening again." She says.
"What did he do to you?" I ask.
"Not here. I don't want to talk about this in front of your son." She says.
"Let's step outside then. Johnny baby, I'll be right back." I say. Our booth is towards the back of the restaurant.
"Ok. Be careful." John says.
"I will, don't worry." I say. I give both Chase and John a kiss, and I step outside with the Natasha. She takes out a pack of cigarettes and lights one up.
"I really, really, really needed the job, so I agreed to give him a blow job in order to get my job back." She says.
"Are you serious? Where the hell is the man? I'm going to give him a piece of my mind." I say as I start fuming. No man should ever harm a woman. I can't believe he would make her do that.
"I don't know where he is." She says honestly.
"Natasha! What the hell are you doing? If you don't get back inside in the next 30 seconds, I am going to fire you." An older man yells.
"What if she doesn't? Are you going to make her blow you again?" I ask angrily.
"How the fuck do you know that? Did this skank tell you?" He asks.
"Natasha is not a skank. You have absolutely no right putting your…" I couldn't finish my sentence because the guy pulls out a knife and stabs me in my left shoulder. I fall to the ground, clutching my injured shoulder. He stabs me in my right thigh. I manage to kick the knife out of his hand, and the guy tries to punch me; but a man pushes the guy away from me. The man and a few bi-standers tackle the guy and hold him down. One of the bi-standers takes off his shirt and holds it to my injured leg, while another holds his shirt to my injured shoulder.
"Somebody call 911." The bi-stander says.
"An ambulance is already on the way. They should be here in a few minutes." A lady says.
"Can someone go get my husband for me?" I ask no one in particular.
"Whose your husband?" Someone asks.
"John Cena. He's wearing a black T-Shirt and a pair of jeans. He's sitting with our son Chase." I say.
"I'll be right back." The man says as he gets up and runs towards the restaurant.
Man's P.O.V
I quickly run into the restaurant and start looking around. I spot a man wearing a black shirt and a pair of jeans. He has a young boy sitting with him, so I run over to their table.
"Are you John Cena?" I ask.
"Yes sir. How can I help you?" He asks.
"Please come with me." I say.
"What's wrong? Did something happen to Randy?" He asks. I nod my head yes. He stands up, grabs his son, and the three of us run outside.
Normal P.O.V
I turn my head to the side and I see John and Chase running towards me. John sees the guy holding a shirt to my leg and he stops dead in his tracks.
"Where the fuck is he?" John asks angrily. I point to the heap of people and John runs towards them. Chase starts crying. I grab his hand and tell him that Daddy is going to be ok.
"Let him go." John yells angrily. The people get off of the boss and John grabs him by his shirt and lifts him up. John was about to deck the guy when the cops pull up. He lets the guy go, and he tries to run; but one of the cops catches him and tackles him to the ground. The ambulance arrives a few seconds later, and they start tending to me. John walks back over to me and picks Chase up and Chase buries his head in John's shoulder. He's still crying.
"Daddy is going to be ok buddy. I promise." John says as he starts rubbing Chase's back.
"Is Daddy going to die?" Chase asks.
"No buddy." John says. One of the paramedics cuts the leg of my pants off, while the other cuts my shirt off. They quickly bandage my wounds and they put me on a stretcher and place me in the back of an ambulance.
"You can ride with us sir." One of the paramedics says to John. After John and Chase get into the ambulance, the driver starts driving. A few minutes later, we arrive at the hospital. The paramedics wheel me into the E.R. and a couple of doctors are waiting. They wheel me into a room and transfer me onto the bed. John and Chase are forced to wait outside. One of doctors cuts
"You're a lucky man sir." The doctor says.
"Why's that?" I ask.
"Your wounds have stopped bleeding sir." The doctor says.
"That's good; but I'm still in a lot of pain." I say.
"I'll the numb the wounds and then I will stitch you up. I suggest taking some Ibuprofen if you start feeling any pain. The paramedics made it sound a lot worse than it actually is. You can probably go home in an hour." She says as she starts taking stuff out so she can stitch me up. Roughly 30 minutes later, my wounds have been stitched up.
"I'm all done sir." She says.
"Thank you ma'am. Can I still wrestle tonight?" I ask.
"If you're not in any pain." She says as I nod my head ok. She places two small bandages over my wounds and a gives me a piece of paper with wound care instructions on it.
"Can my husband come in?" I ask.
"Sure. Let me go get him for you. I'll also go get you some clean clothes from the morgue." She says.
"No way in hell am I wearing anything that used to be on a dead body." I say.
"I was kidding sir. I am going to go get your husband and I'll get your some scrubs that you can wear out of here." She says.
"You're mean." I say jokingly as the both of us start to laugh. A few seconds later, John and Chase walk into the room. John places Chase on the ground and he runs over to me.
"Are you ok daddy?" He asks.
"I'm alright buddy." I say.
"I was worried that you were going to die." Chase says.
"Don't worry buddy. It wasn't my time to die." I say. When John and I explained death to Chase, we told him that people die, because it was there time to die. John and I are both atheist; but we believe everyone has an exact time when they will die.
After changing into a pair of scrubs, I sign the release paper. We hail a cab and we have them take us to the McDonald's so we can pick up our car. A few minutes later, we arrive at the restaurant, and after paying the man, we get out of the car and walk over to our car. John straps Chase into his car seat and we drive away. Roughly three blocks away from the hotel, my phone rings.
"Where the hell are you Randy?" It's Natty.
"It's a long story. I'll tell you about it when we get to the hotel." I say.
"Are…are you ok?" She asks.
"No Natty." I say.
"What's wrong?" She asks.
"I'll tell you when I get to the hotel." I say.
"Ok. Can you come to room 285 when you're ready to talk?" She asks.
"We'll be there." I say as I hang up. A few minutes later, we arrive at the hotel. After John grabs our bags from the trunk, we head inside, and after checking in, we head up to room 289, were four rooms down from Natty and Melina. After I change into a clean pair of boxer briefs, shorts and a T-Shirt, I head to Natty and Melina's room. I decided that it would be better if I talked to Natty and Melina alone. I knock on the door and Melina answers.
"Come in Randy. Natty should be out in a minute." Melina says. I enter the room and sit down on the spare bed. A few minutes later, Natty exits the bathroom and sits down on the bed next to me.
"Are you ready to tell me what's wrong?" Natty asks. That's Natty for you. Direct.
"It would be better if I just showed you." I say as I stand up. I slide my shirt off and undo the button on my shorts. I slide my shorts off and pull up my boxer briefs so I can show Natty and Melina the bandage.
"What…what happened?" Melina asks.
"We were at McDonalds and we met a lady. She was a Wrestling fan, and she said that her boss would get mad at her for talking to John and I, so when I went up to get our food, she asked me if she could get our autographs when she went on her break, and I said yes. So a few minutes later, she comes up to our table and asks for our autographs, and she sounded scared, so I asked what was wrong, and she said she didn't want to talk in front of Chase, so her and I stepped outside and she told me that the last time she talked to a celebrity, she got fired, and when she demanded her job back the guy made her blow him, and I got really mad. A few minutes later, the ladies boss appears, and he starts yelling at her to get back inside and he and I exchange some words, and he pulls a knife. He stabbed me in the shoulder and thigh. I kicked the knife out of his hand and some bi-standers tackled the guy and the police arrested him. The paramedics took me to the hospital and the doctors stitched me up." I say.
"God Randy. I'm sorry. Do you mind if I have a look at your leg and shoulder?" Melina asks. She used to be a nurse before she started wrestling. I sit back down on the bed next to Natty and Melina starts undoing the bandages. I look over at Natty and I can tell that she is mad.
"You alright Natty?" I ask.
"I…I don't like it when you get hurt." Natty says.
"I know; but I am ok, I promise." I say.
"I…I know." Natty says. I wrap my uninjured arm around her and she rests her head on my shoulder.
"If you want, I can take care of the wounds for you, so you don't have too." Melina says.
"That would be nice." I say. Melina walks over to her bag and retrieves her first-aid kit from the side of her bag. After rubbing some anti-biotic ointment onto my wounds, she re-bandages my wounds and after I pull up my shorts and put my shirt back on, I say good-bye and I leave.
Roughly Three Hours Later: 4:30 PM
John, Chase, and I are sitting in Catering. I'm wearing a pair of shorts over my wrestling trunks, and my Viper T-Shirt.
"Hey guys, do you mind if we sit with you?" Melina asks.
"Aunt Melina, Aunt Natty!" Chase says excitedly. He gets up and hugs the both of them.
"Hey buddy." Natty says as they sit down at the table with us.
"Do you think I could get some Ibuprofen from you?" I ask Melina.
"I don't have any on me; but if you come to our locker room after we're done eating, I'll get some for you." Melina says.
"Thanks." I say. After eating, I get some Ibuprofen from Melina, and after taking them, we head back to our locker room. At 7:30, John, Chase and I head up to the stage. Adam and Christian are going to look after Chase while John and I have our match. Our music starts playing, and after striking our poses we head down to the ring. I have two small bandages over my wounds. People have been asking questions; but I just tell people that I got hurt. They look at me funny; but they don't ask any more questions. John and I climb into the ring and we wait for John Morrison and Daniel Bryan. Their music starts playing and after they climb into the ring, the match starts. My leg and shoulder are hurting; but I'm going to fight through the pain. Roughly 20 minutes later, John Morrison lands starship pain on John and then pins him for the win. John and I slide out of the ring and head up the ramp.
"You did good Daddies." Chase says as he runs up to us.
"Thanks buddy. You want to grab a bite to eat and then head back to the hotel for a quick swim before bed?" John asks.
"Yeah!" Chase says excitedly. After grabbing some food, we head back to the hotel and get Chase ready to go swimming. After putting a pair of shorts on him, we slide on his floaties, and we head down to the pool. Chase swims for an hour and then we head back to our room. After we get ready for bed, I take some Melatonin and fall asleep.
I'm sorry I had Randy get hurt. I just decided to add some drama to my story. Anyways, I hope you guys liked it, and I promise I will update tomorrow. Please read and review. Good night and I am happy that I made this chapter about twice as long as all of my other chapters.