Whitney was laying there in shock. She didn't to say Randy's name. He was just on her mind. She felt terrible. To call her husband by another mans name while they were having sex was bad enough. She felt like it was an extra slap in the face to Greg that it happened on there anniversary. Greg got off of Whitney. He got off the bed and put on his boxers. She sat up and used the sheet to cover herself. He was glaring at her angrily.
"Greg I didn't mean to say that." "I'm sorry." She said.
"You fucked him again didn't you!" He yelled.
"No I swear."
"How could you!" "How could you call me that while we're having sex!" "Are you talking to him again!"
"No."
"You love him you don't love me anymore!"
"Of course I love you Greg."
"What do you know you actually got my name right time!" "Or when you say I love you Greg to you really mean Randy then to!"
"No I mean you, Greg, just you."
"Right!" "You love me so much!" "So much, that you're thinking about another man while we're in bed together!"
"I didn't mean it." "Me and Kelly were talking about him yesterday." "I guess our conversation's fresh in my head."
"Come to think of it, how far along are you?" "Eight weeks?" "Is the baby mine Whitney?"
"Of course it is."
"How do you know?"
"It's yours."
"On a night where we're supposed to be celebrating our love you do this." "I need to leave for a few days."
"Where are you going?"
"What do you care just go fuck Orton again he's the man of your dreams isn't he!" He got the suitcase out of the closet and started filling it with clothes.
"Greg please don't do this I love you." She said as she started to cry.
"Shut the fuck up Whitney."
"I made a mistake I'm sorry." He stopped and looked at her.
"Yeah I made a mistake to!" "My biggest mistake was marrying you!" He went back to the clothes. She got up still using the blanket to cover herself. She was right behind him.
"Greg come on you don't mean that." She went to grab his hand.
"Get the fuck off me!" He went to shrug her off and hit her in the eye. He didn't mean to but when he saw what he'd done he made no apologies. He put on a t-shirt and pants and left. Whitney sat on the bed and cried.
The next morning when she woke up she looked in the bathroom mirror. Just underneath her right eye it was black and puffy. Whitney decided to go to Greg's office on his lunch and try and talk to him again. When she opened the door to his office she found him and his secretary having sex on his couch.
"Whitney." He said. "This isn't what it looks like." "Well it is but I can explain." She started to cry and left."
As she was sitting in the parking lot her cell phone started to ring.
"Hello?" She said tearfully.
"Whitney." Kelly said. Kelly was at the arena. Randy was walking down the hall about to turn the corner when he heard Kelly say. "Whitney why are you crying?" He hid and listened.
"Last night I was having sex with Greg." "I didn't mean to but I accidentally called him Randy." "I saw Randy last night he was in LA." "He was at the same restaurant as me and Greg." "We talked in the coatroom, we kissed." "Then me and Greg came home and I called him Randy." "He left again."
"Is he at a hotel?"
"I don't but today I went to his office to try to talk to him and was fucking his secretary."
"What?"
"It's over Kelly I have to accept it it's over."
"Do you think he been cheating on you a long time?" Randy's jaw dropped when he heard that.
"I don't know I don't think so."
"Whitney did Greg hit you last night?"
"Yeah but I'm ok he didn't mean it." "It was an accident I have a black eye."
"You have a black eye?" Randy got mad when he heard that and walked away. "Is the baby ok?"
"Yeah."
"Did you tell Randy yet?"
"No."
"Whitney."
"Kelly please I don't wanna talk about that anymore."
The next night Randy flew to Los Angeles. When he heard Greg gave Whitney a black eye he was enraged. He called every hotel in the Los Angeles area until he found the one Greg was staying at. When he got there he knocked on the door. As soon as Greg opened the door Randy punched him in the face. Greg fell to the ground Randy got on top of him and punched him over and over. Blood was pouring out of Greg's nose. Randy stood up and kicked Greg in the ribs about ten times.
"I called the police." Someone yelled. Randy left leaving Greg a bloody mess.
The morning the house phone rang.
"Hello?" Whitney said. "What, oh my god."
Greg was laying in a hospital bed. He had two black eyes, a broken nose and broken ribs. He thought about Whitney and Randy. He couldn't let Randy win. He knew he had to get Whitney to forgive him. Despite everything he loved her, plus he knew that would be the ultimate way to get back at Randy. He had the one person Randy wanted. Even though he had his doubts about the baby he was willing to put all of it behind him. Whitney walked into the room.
"Oh god Greg, who did this?" Whitney asked.
"Randy Orton."
"Why?"
"I don't know he just attacked me out of nowhere."
"Are you ok?"
"My nose and a couple ribs are broken but I'll be alright." "Baby I'm sorry about sleeping with Tiffany." "That was the first time that's ever happen, I swear."
"It's ok you don't have to explain." "I deserved it."
"No you didn't." "When you slept with Randy that hurt." "Then when you called me Randy, that hurt even worse." "I really did feel like you don't love me." "She means nothing to me." "You mean everything." "Did I do that to your eye?"
"Yeah."
"I'm sorry."
"I know." "I do love you Greg I do."
"I know and I know the baby's mine." "I just said it out of anger." "I love you I'm sorry." "I wanna come home."
"Of course you can come home."
Randy was in an arena Minnesota. He was in his locker room. Two police officers walked in.
"Randy Orton?" One of them asked.
"Yeah."
"Sir please stand up." He did.
"What's this about?"
"You're under arrest for assault and battery on Gregory Preston." "Please place your hands behind your back." He did. He was cuffed. "You have the right to remain silent." "You have the right to an attorney." "If you can't afford an attorney one will be provided for you." "Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law." "Do you understand your rights?"
"Yes."
