Thanks for reading people, and also, I never thought this story would have fifteen chapters let alone twenty-one so I'll just pat myself on the back for that. Also this story could have went three different ways, new ideas and me being Mrs. "Fix It" instead of going left or straight, I chose right :P So continue to enjoy and R&R I do enjoy those lol

An Untold Story, Being Told

Chapter Twenty-One: Denial

Sylva's P.O.V

"How the hell did I gain fifteen pound eating carb control food!?" I just stepped off the scale and frowned. I stuffed the rest of the carb control chocolate chip cookie in my mouth and sat down on my bed. Larissa was sitting at my desk looking at me like I was the last fool on earth.

"Sylva you do know you are stupid right-"Jacob or Miss Peaches as everyone know him as walked in my room with my glass of milk.

"Or just all around slow. Girl how you can't see what is going on here, you are-"Rissa shook her head and Jacob shut his mouth.

I wasn't dumb, I knew what all of this meant, but I didn't want to admit it, I didn't want to admit to anyone, hell to myself that I was pregnant with Randy's child. Just the thought of it made me sick, but not as sick as last night. It's been a bit over four months since I've seen the guys. My sister was at the store; yeah she came back finally, staying an extra month with Big Ear Cena. I was so sick yesterday she didn't want me in today.

I downed my milk and picked up my cell phone. I walked out the room and into my sister's room for some privacy. I needed to call my friend and at least let one of them know.

I closed Sasha's door and sat on her bed. I pushed the digit "three" and watched his number dial. A few minutes later I heard his country ass voice.

"Hey Syl what's going on-"

"I'm pregnant Jeffy." Why beat around the bush? I needed to say it out loud so the weight could be off my chest, even though it seems like tons is still on my shoulders.

"Uh…oh…Randy huh?" I fell back on the bed and groaned. I rubbed my eyes and sighed.

"Only dude I have been with in the past five years, yeah I think we can add him as a possible." I heard him laugh a bit and rolled onto my side. I grimace and turned onto my other side after seeing a picture of John and Sasha hugged up on her night stand.

"So…are you going to tell him-" I rubbed my forehead just thinking about that conversation.

"No shit, but I don't want to call him, ugh what if his "wife" answers the phone, awkward bit much? I think so." Jeff laughed, but I was serious. I just didn't want to deal with him.

"What are you doing now?"

"Laying on my sister's bed thinking about getting a chicken box, salt pepper and ketchup, large half n half. Oh and a slice of strawberry swirl cheesecake with strawberry jam on top."

"You just made me hungry, but seriously you need to tell him…wait, you told Dave right?" I didn't say anything and I heard Jeff let out a hard sigh.

"How am I going to tell Dave I'm pregnant, he's going to kill me, or think of me as a slut-"

"Instead of jumping to conclusions why didn't you just come out and tell me?" I froze and I seriously thought I was going to wet myself. I turned around and saw Dave standing in the doorway. He dropped his bag and gave me a stern look.

"Who's the father Sylva-Lynn?" I hung up the phone forgetting Jeff was on the phone and stood up slowly.

"What are you doing here?" Dave took his leather jacket off and tossed it on the end of the bed.

"I came here to see how you were doing, Sasha called me saying how sick you were, I had a few days off so I said what the hell, I didn't think I would come here and find out you were pregnant." I rubbed my hands over my face making a mental note to beat Sasha down.

I tried to steady my breathing, but I was too nervous, I knew he was going to ask the same question I'm trying hard to ignore. I looked back at him and saw he still was looking at me. I bit down on my lip and said nothing.

"Who's the father Sylva-Lynn, some guy from around here, that stylist of yours, gay or not I think he wants you-" I shook my head and moved past him to my room wanting to know why neither Rissa or Jacob wasn't saying anything.

I walked into my room and saw they were gone along with their things. I cursed under my breath and turned around to run right into Dave.

"Where's Rissa and Peaches, why didn't they say you were here?" Dave looked annoyed and rubbed his hands together.

"Sylva-Lynn quit stalling, who's the father-" I smacked my lips and sat on my bed.

"Why do you want to know so damn badly, does it matter? I mean all you need to know is that I'm pregnant okay-" Dave looked at my like I have lost my damn mind.

"It's Jeff isn't it, I knew it something was going on with you two-"I glared at him, leave it to Dave to think Jeff was the father.

"It's not Jeffy, damnit and you just leave it the hell alone?! It's bad enough I have to deal with the fact I'm carrying the asshole's baby, now I have to deal with you hounding me?!" I pushed past him and went downstairs. I grabbed my coat, house keys and purse, I needed something to eat, real food. I just need to remember to throw that carb shit in the trash when I get back.

"Where are you going-"I turned around and got in his face/chest.

"I'm going to get some chicken and some other food, I'm hungry, we're hungry…you can come too if you don't ask me who my baby daddy is like that's the only sentence you know-" Dave held his hand up stopping my rant and laughed lightly.

"Hold it, how are you going to have an attitude with me, you're the one sleeping around-" That pushed me over the edge. I pushed him as hard as I could and lost it.

"SLEEPING AROUND!? I fuck one person and all of a sudden I'm sleeping around?! That's what YOU do! Dick been in more pussies then a little bit and you're going to come down on me!?" Dave face soften and he tried to touch me, but I pulled back.

"I'm not coming down on you, I'm asking a simple question-" I looked him in the eye and decided and let my anger get the best of me and told him.

"RANDY OKAY?! RANDY FUCKING ORTON!" I screamed at the top of my lungs and cried. I slid down the wall and felt my body shaking with each sob. Dave pulled me up and made me look at him.

"Are you sure-" Dave stooped down in front of me and by his voice he was shocked.

"He's the only one I've been with…I hate him. I'm sorry Dave-" Dave cut me off by shushing me and pulled me into a hug. Even though he didn't show it now, I knew inside he was pissed.

Dave's P.O.V

I held Sylva while she cried and could only think of how many ways I could kill Randy. Oh understand I wanted to wring her neck as well, but the reality of this whole thing is hitting her hard, I think I'll scream and yell at her AFTER the baby is born. I rubbed her back and she moved away some.

"I really am hungry." I smiled a small smile at her and opened the door for her.

"Come on, let's go get your chicken."

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Getting back to work couldn't have come soon enough. I was livid with Randy, but I couldn't touch him, not if I wanted to keep my job. For days I thought about the time Sylva's was on the road with us, the times he touched her, the fights, the times she didn't want to be around him and I never saw it. That day I was with Sylva she told me everything, and like I knew she wasn't going to blame it all on Randy, in fact she blamed it more on herself, but the more she talked the more I wanted to kill him.

Before I left she made me promise to leave it alone, to let her deal with Randy, it was hard and after a few hours I agreed, but seriously, I don't know how long I could hold that promise.

I was rooming with Paul this week and even though he didn't say anything, I knew he knew something wasn't right with me. I would give him one word answers and whenever he would talk about Orton and up and coming matches I grew angry.

I just finished my match and was leaving to go back to the hotel. I walked over to my truck and saw Randy, Paul, and Kennedy standing around talking. I stopped when I saw Randy and squeezed the strap of my bag more. I took a few deep breaths and continued on to my truck.

"Hey Dave, you going out tonight-" I heard Paul, but I didn't look at him, I got my keys out and unlocked the door.

"No." Paul walked over to me and I looked up at him when he didn't move.

"What the hell is wrong with you, did your ex do something-" I looked up at the sky and took a deep breath, I just want to get in bed and mostly get away from Orton.

"No, I'm just in a sour mood." Paul nodded his head and started waving them over.

"Randy right?" I glared at him making him nod his head; he patted me on the shoulder.

"Young Randal, come here-" I shook my head and saw Randy look over at us, but didn't move.

"Paul just stay out of it-" I whispered, if he came over here I was going to drop him on spot.

"No I want you two to get things straighten out, Randy-"I grabbed his shoulder making him look at me.

"Jene you don't want to get in the middle of this." My voice was low and all Paul did was nod his head.

"I want to know later though." I shrugged, got in my truck and left. I didn't know how I was going to tell him without wanting to hunt Randy down and slit his throat, but I needed to tell someone before I exploded.

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The banging at the door was annoying the hell out of me, I just wanted to sleep, but the person wasn't getting the hint. I cursed to myself and got out of bed and want over to the door. I swung it out roughly and saw the last face I wanted to see on earth smiling at me.

"Hey Dave, do you have a problem with me-" I cocked my head to the side not believing his had the balls to even knock on my door.

"You have a lot of damn nerve even coming around me boy." The confused look on his face made me want to punch him, but I just grabbed him by the collar and pushed against the wall in the hallway.

"I should beat you into a bloody heap you know that?!" A flash of shock and fear washed over his face, but it was replaced by anger.

"What the fuck is your problem man?!" Not being able to keep my promise any longer I drew my fist back and punched him in the mouth. His head bounced off the wall and he fell to the floor. I picked my foot up to stomp him, but I felt someone, well more then one person pull me back.

"Hey go take a walk!" I pulled away and glared at the men. It was Mark and Paul and I'm sure it was Mark who told me to take a walk. I looked down at Randy and saw him spit some blood out and glare up at me.

"What the fuck is wrong with you-" He sucked on his bottom lip and tried to look at it, dumbass.

"Congratulations on the baby asshole!" I went back into my room and slammed the door.

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Randy's P.O.V

Baby?! What baby? I stood up and looked at Mark and Paul for answers I knew they couldn't provide. I touched the corner of my mouth and winced. Damn that's going to leave a big bruise. I walked back down to my room and walked in still thinking about this baby. I know Sam's not pregnant and hell even if she was, why would he be so fucking upset, she's my wife! Unless he was screwing her. The thought made my blood boil until I got a good look at the view in front of me.

Kennedy was sitting there playing video games; he had on some damn WWE pajama pants and one of his shirts. The look on his face made me think of a child. I swear he was a big ass kid. I the scene a pathetic glare and sat on my bed.

Ken asked me if I wanted to play and when I didn't answer he looked up at me and did a double take. His eyes got wide and he put his game on pause.

"DAMN! Who rocked your jaw?!" I felt my frown grow deeper and went into the bathroom. I turned the light on and felt my anger growing more. That motherfucker bruised the corner of my mouth and…fuck damn near the whole right side of my face. I turned the cold water on and wet a washcloth. I placed it on my mouth where it was still bleeding a bit lightly when Ken walked in.

"What did you do, mess with another guy's girl?" I rolled my eyes, but then stopped. Forwarding my brows I thought about what just happened and what Dave said, "congratulations on the baby asshole". I felt the color drain from my face and looked at Ken.

"Hey man, it was a joke; you look pale, minus that big bruise on your face." He meant it as a joke, but I took it seriously, now thinking about it, I knew who was pregnant.

"FUCK!" I punched the mirror making it shatter. Ken left the bathroom leaving me alone. Of all things, of all people SHE had to get pregnant! I saw the blood drop down into the sink instantly and cursed more. I put my hand under the running water and tried to think of a way to get through this, a child…with Sylva-Lynn.

"Fuck." I whispered to myself.

Sylva's P.O.V

"I'm not going to no damn Tampa to visit your fuck buddy, what do I look like?" I sat on Sasha's bed watching her walk back and forth from the closet to the bed packing. Sasha stopped what she was doing and pouted.

"Come on I need someone to go with me and it's not Tampa this time, it's West Newberry-"

"Blueberry, strawberry, blackberry I don't care what berry it is, I'm not going anywhere near Dumbo-" Sasha glared at me and I smiled sweetly at her. Sasha looked me over and then poked my stomach.

"You have a little chubby gut going on there; you need to go on a diet." I slapped her hand away and stood up.

"I'm staying home and leave me and my gut alone." I walked into my room and sat down at my desk thinking about my situation.

No, I didn't tell Sasha or my mother about my pregnancy. I went to the doctors yesterday and found out I was close to four months along and having a baby girl. I rubbed my stomach absent mindedly, something I have been doing a lot of these past few months. I looked at my phone thinking about calling Randy, but I just didn't feel like listening to his voice. For all I know he was going to try an talk me into getting an abortion, and I will be damned if that ever happens, I may hate him, but my child, I don't care what's going on, no one can make me give up my child.

I was in my own world when Sasha walked into my room and sat beside me. She rubbed my now dark burgundy hair and kissed the top of my head making me roll my eyes.

"Listen, it seems like you have a lot on your mind, we haven't spent much time together, and I don't want to be alone, I want someone I know other then John there, besides I closed the shop for two weeks so you have no choice, I booked us a flight, get to packing hun bun." She kissed my cheek and I rolled my eyes. This bitch gets on my last working nerve!

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"Isn't it beautiful out here?" I couldn't really take in the view because I was slapping bugs that were trying to bite my arms up. I looked up at the house and shrugged.

"It's cool, so we are staying at a hotel right?" Sasha gave me a sharp look before walking up to the door. One of John's brother's I think Sean brought here from the airport. I slapped another bug away before I walked into the house.

"This is going to be hell twice over." I whispered to myself while I looked at all the activity going on. John still had that arm brace on, but had a beer in his other hand, that couldn't be good for his body. A few other men, I'm guessing his brothers were lounging around and talking…loudly. I just stood in the doorway feeling like the odd one out while Sasha went over to John and sat next to him. They made out for a bit and I turned away. I never could watch others make out, feels like I'm invading their privacy.

"Syl you know you can come all the way in the house, it's more to it then the front door-" A few of them laughed, hell Sasha laughed a little and I squinted my eyes at him.

"Bite me Dumbo." I walked in further and sat down on the steps, hell their wasn't anywhere for me to sit on the couch.

I was playing with my nails, already bored and hungry when the screen door opened. I heard a course of "hellos" and "what's ups". I looked up and rolled my eyes thinking someone in the world just cursed me.

"Sylva-Lynn, I didn't know you would be here-" I stood up and looked over at Sasha and saw her shrug and mouth "she didn't know" Bullshit! I looked back at Randy and shook my head.

"I'm not staying, trust that." I pushed past Randy and walked out side. Randy touched my stomach and we locked eyes for a second. Damn, he knew. I moved his hand and leaned on the house and started to breathe again, something I didn't know I even stopped doing. I walked down the steps and started to walk around. I couldn't do this; I couldn't look at him right now. I heard him calling my name and started walking into the woods.

Their was a tree that was down and I sat down on it. If I walked anymore my feet would start hurting and I knew I had to walk back. I looked up at the sun trying to peek through the trees and thought about how hard this was going to be. Randy sat down next to me and I looked over at him. He looked down at my stomach and rubbed it gently before I moved his hand away.

"I'm not having a abortion, I don't care how you fucking feel, this child did nothing to-" Randy poked his lips out and looked straight ahead.

"I didn't say a damn thing about an abortion okay, but how far along are you-" I smirked and looked around, it sure was nice out here, would have been better if he wasn't here.

"Take a wild fucking guess Randy, anyway what happened to your face?" Randy rubbed his jaw and smirked. I'm sure he was thinking about what we did and I wanted to gag. Randy looked at me and I finally saw the bruise on the side of his face making me ask the question.

"Dave told me in his own words and fist you were pregnant." I winced just at the thought of what he did. He poked his lip out and I plucked it making him suck it back n his mouth.

"Cursed you out?" I reached up and rubbed his cheek that looked nasty. Randy kept his eyes on me and once I realized what I was doing I moved my hand. Randy smiled at what I did and grabbed my hand. He started rubbing it while he spoke.

"Oh no, see this bruise that's lightening up now, was much bigger and darker, yeah that was his way of congratulating me." I poked my lip out trying not to laugh, but I couldn't hold it. I laughed in his face and he gave me a half smile.

"Oh you think that's funny?" He pulled me over to him making me lean on him and I nodded my head.

"I think it's very funny, someone finally whopped your cocky ass-"Randy was looking down at me with an amused look on his face.

"Well I'm glad I can entertain you, but he didn't whoop my ass, he punched me…hard." I was still laughing when Randy leaned down and kissed me. I accepted his tongue out of instinct. When he whispered my name I pulled back quickly and looked away. I touched my lips and glanced over at him.

"I'm having your daughter, but that's it Randy, that's it." Randy smiled brightly and nodded his head.

"A girl huh, damn I'm going to have a little dive on my hands." I raised a brow and snorted.

"Like hell you will, she is going to be a normal child, turn normal adult. I will be danmed if she becomes anything that has to do with your profession." I stood up and started walking back to the house. I was limping a bit because I was my ankle was hurting. I didn't take three steps when I was lifted off my feet.

"The hell are you doing-" I looked Randy in the eye and saw him looking serious.

"Until our Marylyn is born, I don't want you to be in pain." I squirmed out of his hold and straighten my shirt.

"First off, who the fuck is Marylyn?! Secondly Randy I've been able to walk since I was eight months old; I don't need you now at the age of twenty-two to carry me." I pulled my shirt over my stomach and started walking with him behind me.

"You were limping-" I dismissed him with a wave of my hand.

"So what? Look I just want to find a hotel and go to sleep-" I stepped over a rather large tree branch and moved some out of my face while maneuvering through the trees.

"I have a room." I stopped in my tracks and looked over my shoulder at him.

"Good for you, now that you have shared that bit of information, I have to find my own room. DAMN IT!" I slapped at my arms feeling bugs crawling on me. Randy walked up on me and rubbed my arms.

"Oh come on Sylva we can share a room-" I moved his arms and gave him a stern look.

"The last time we shared a room I find out a few months later we are going to be sharing a child for the rest of our lives, I want some distance from you for as long as I possibly can, and from my knowledge I have hopefully five more months! AND her name will not be no damn Marylyn!" I started walking back to the house again wanting to get the hell away from him. The whole time we were arguing about any and everything that has to do with our baby. I just walked in the house when he screamed.

"YOU CAN NOT KEEP ME FROM MY CHILD SYLVA-LYNN!" All eyes were on when he said that. I swear if I had a fucking knife it would be through him. Sasha got off the sofa and walked over to me slowly like I had something.

"Child? You? You're pregnant by Randy?" Randy walked into the house and saw everyone looking at us and rubbed his chin looking guilty. I looked up and Randy looked down at me. I turned round full and shook my head.

"You know Randy you are a true idiot! A loud one at that!" I plucked him on the forehead. Making his head jerk back. He grabbed my hands and pinned them to my side.

"Well how was I supposed to know you didn't tell anyone!? Look at you, you're stomach is not what it use to be, neither is your ass, hips, or tits-" I wiggled my hands out of his grip and plucked him again.

"Do you want me to bruise the other cheek, because I can find a stick and do that! I mean seriously, if I told Sasha, her big mouth would have told John-" Sasha blinked twice and frowned.

"Hey!" I ignored her and kept going.

"John would have called you, laughed at you and I'm sure you would have known maybe a month ago! So think about it Neutron, do you think they knew before you blabbed?!" Randy leaned down until we were nose to nose.

"You know if you weren't pregnant I would have you on the floor by now-" He growled and I smiled.

"Fuck off Orton, you wouldn't do shit, if you did it will only make you look like a pussy because you would have hit a woman, a woman who did nothing to you, as a matter of fact you are a PUSSY! I'm shocked you could even get me pregnant-"

"Hey does your wife know-" One of his brother's asked and Sasha's eyes damn near bugged out.

"WIFE?! You're married?! Sylva-Lynn Baker a married man!?" Sasha looked shocked and I rolled my eyes.

"Sasha don't look at me like that, and that's a good question, does your wife know?" Randy looked down at me with fire in her eyes.

"Tell her what? It's nothing for her to know, ever." I cocked my head to the side and smiled brightly.

"Oh really?"

Poor Randal is going to get his ass kicked…trust me on this, I really do know…I was there :P

Kendra