Disclaimer- I own Chloe and Niki. Everyone else owns themselves.
6-14-05
"Are you nervous…?" Niki whispered leaning across the table later that night.
"No Niki." I rolled my eyes
"Are you sure….?"
"I'm positive Niki!"
"Okay, okay! Chill! I was just asking! So when do you start therapy?" She changed the subject crossing her legs on the chairs.
"Please! I'm not going to therapy! I just told my dad that so he'd let me stay here with Randy!" I smirked taking a drink from my water.
"Chloe! You just can't lie like that!" Niki scolded me.
"He'll never know Niki! Just, trust me on this okay? I know what I'm doing!" I jumped down the from counter top skipping into the hall.
"I'm sorry Chloe, but I have to agree with Shawn on this one. I think it'd help you out a lot!"
"Your suppose to be on my side Niki!" I stared at her in shock.
"Well I agree with Shawn, so get over it." Niki walked upstairs as I watched her from the hall
"Night Chloe" I mumbled a good night walking into the living room.
"Hey big boy!" I smiled straddling his waist as he layed across the couch.
"Hi" Randy replied, his eyes closed.
"Be upstairs in five minutes" I whispered in his ear before nibbling gently on his soft spot.
"No." I held onto him tightly as he stood up, his lips brushing onto mine as he walked upstairs. I deepened the kiss parting his lips with my tongue. A low moan escaped his mouth as I sucked on his tongue. He walked into his room, closing the door with his foot.
I tightened my grip on him as he lowered us onto the bed. He broke the kiss, slowly kissing down my neck, sucking lightly on my soft spot. I moaned softly, quickly un-buttoning his shirt before throwing it onto the floor. My fingertips lightly brushed across his abs, he breathed in deeply as I kissed his neck roughly. Chill's shot up my spine as he slowly took my top off. I kissed him passionately watching as my bra hit the floor.
A smirk crossed his face as he began kissing down to my chest. I moaned softly feeling him massage my breasts. He was driving me crazy. I ran my hands through his hair feeling him kiss down to my navel. A deep moan came from his mouth as I pulled him closer to me. I carefully removed his belt, slowly pulling down his jeans, watching as they fell to the floor. His erection pressed up against my inner thigh, I moaned loudly holding onto to him tighter.
He quickly pulled my jeans off, sliding my thong off with them. I pulled his boxers off quickly kissing him hungrily.
"Randy…" I moaned loudly feeling him slowly enter me.
A loud moan escaped his lips as I moved my hips causing him to go deeper inside me. He slowly began moving in and out, I buried my face in his neck, biting it softly as he began going faster. I met his every thrust until I felt every muscle in my body contract around him. He came right after me collapsing gently on top of me, still inside of me.
"That was amazing…." I breathed out trying to catch my breath. He nodded in response pulling out of me before laying beside me. I smirked running my hands up an down his chest before climbing on top of him.
"Round two big boy, this time, I'm on top."
XoX
"Shawn called, he wants to know why you didn't go to therapy this morning." Niki scowled handing me my cell phone as I walked into the kitchen the next morning.
"Oh chill out Niki, I'll just say my car was getting fixed." I shrugged grabbing an apple from the fridge.
"No Chloe! You stayed up all night fucking that guy just so you could, when you should have been following your plan and listening to your dad!" Niki glared, I hated it when she got into her 'mother' mode.
"Niki stop trying to act like mother, we all know how it worked out when she acted like this towards me!"
"You know what Chloe? You need to stop being so god damn full of yourself all the time. Call me back when you're grown up, not an immature slut" I looked at her dumbfounded as she walked out of the house slamming the front door in the process. Did my best friend really just walk out on me….??
"Maybe we should start going back on the road soon……" Randy walked into the kitchen a couple minutes later.
"Fine with me." I mumbled slumping into my seat lower.
"Relax, you'll make new friends, besides over time friends become just as useless as family members" My eyes averted to his as I studied his face to find the answer of his sentence.
"Wanna go get something to eat?" Randy questioned after a moment of silence.
"Sure" He helped me off the floor grabbing my hand as we exited the house, a sad sigh escaping my lips in the process.
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Later that day-
"Well, I think that's the last bag…. Ready to leave now?" Randy raised an eye brow
"I guess." I smiled softly with a shrug of my shoulders.
"Okay then, let's get going. We wouldn't wanna be late, your dad would kill me." I nodded in agreement relaxing into the seat.
"Randy you just missed the turn!" I narrowed my eyes at him as we drove onto the exit I never wanted to go on. That bastard was setting me up! He's bringing me to therapy!
"I'll be in the waiting room, when your hour's up we'll leave and catch our flight, okay?" Randy smiled innocently, dragging me into the building after parking the car.
"Your dead Orton." I glared as my therapist greeted me in the waiting room.
"Hi Chloe, my names Sarah, and I'm going to be your therapist." She smiled brightly leading me to her office.
"We'll start off with some simple questions first. How old were you when your father left you?" I smirked imagining all the ways she could be killed right now.
"Why do you wanna know?" I crossed my arms over my chest staring at her intently.
"Look, I'm just here to talk to you. I'm only trying to help, it'll make you feel better if you talk about this stuff."
"The only thing that's going to make me better is if my father wouldn't have left me."
"Now we're getting somewhere." Sarah replied writing something down on a sheet of paper. "Why don't you tell me how it felt when you found out he was leaving."
"Hurt, scared, disappointed, abandoned" I trailed off expressing everything I felt.
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"Need another tissue?" Randy offered holding up a box of tissues.
I nodded taking three from the box wiping my eyes. It's been three hours since we started driving to get to the RAW house show, and I've been crying the whole time from therapy. Maybe going there is a good thing after all.
"I know this isn't a good time to ask, but do you think we could well, uh, maybe you know think about being official…?" Randy stumbled on his words making it harder to understand.
"Official…?"
"You know, like you being my girlfriend……"
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