Chapter 25

It'd been a week since Madisyn's disappearance and Aly had stayed with Mark in Madisyn's condo, sleeping on the couch. She groaned when her phone began vibrating, causing her to reach for it blindly and opened it. "What?"

"I think I found her."

Aly shot up from the couch, swallowing hard, hearing the voice of her private investigator friend, Kyle. "Where is she?"

"Apparently she was brought into the Austin Medical Center in Austin, Texas late last night under the name Madisyn Orton..."

"That mother fucker..." Mark was going to KILL Randy Orton. "Are they still there?"

"Yes, I'm sitting outside of the hospital right now, but I think they're releasing her sometime today. You need to get here NOW, Aly."

"We're on our way." Aly hung up after getting the address and turned around, staring at Mark. "Kyle found her, but we've gotta hurry. That mother fucker married her!"

"Poor young thing...she's so lovely. It is always the lovely ones who are suicidal." The doctor said, staring down at the sedated Madisyn Orton, her husband standing worriedly over her. "We repaired the damage to the vein, however..."

Randy nodded, wearing an eye patch over the eye she had damaged. It had been way too easy to explain that Madisyn was a model, who had had a bit too much to drink, had a very shallow moment followed by violence to him, which he had defended himself from and then tried taking her own life. Randy was very persuasive when he had to be. Once the doctor left, Randy decided this might be his only chance to tell Madisyn what he wanted, taking a seat beside her bed while she slept.

"Madi," Randy began softly, finally spilling his story since she couldn't really do anything except listen to him.

She was being restrained still and was lightly sedated. The doctor and shrink would come speak to her, probably release her and then they were heading for Mexico. He was also going to invest a strait jacket for her, the crazy bitch had tried to kill herself! Reaching out, he lightly stroked her hair back from her face.

"Madi...Mark is…insane, you got to believe me. That's why I did what I did, I'm trying to keep you safe from him. Can't you see that?" The desperation in his voice was almost believable and Randy wished she would open her eyes to hear what he had to say.

Madisyn pretended to be asleep as she kept her breathing even, her chest rising and falling slowly, hearing what Randy was telling her. No, he was the insane one and she overheard the doctors saying that she would be released sometime that day and had to find a way to contact Mark. Randy had completely made her out to be a suicidal lunatic and Madisyn knew this was her only chance to get away from him.

When the doctor called Randy out to speak with him and sign some papers, Madisyn waited until they were walking down the hallway before opening her eyes. The doctors had taken the restraints off of her, thinking she was sedated, but Madisyn had swapped the needles while the nurse was turned away from her. So Madisyn only had a little bit of time because Randy would be back and she would have to pretend she was sleeping again.

"Insane my ass, no YOU'RE the insane one Orton." She snorted and reached over for the phone, immediately dialing Mark's cell phone number, knowing it by heart. "God please answer..."

Mark answered on the first ring, knowing that him receiving a phone call from the hospital was no great coincidence. "Madi?" He asked hesitantly, really hoping it was her and not Orton.

Aly practically jumped at him, reaching for the phone, scowling when he literally held her out at arm's length away from him, trying to get closer. "Let me talk to her, you damn gorilla!"

"Madi, darlin', do you know what room you're in? What section of the hospital?" He asked gently, wondering just why she sounded so...odd, his green eyes narrowing. "Where is he?"

"He's out speaking with the doctor. Mark please, you have to get me out of here. He's made them believe I'm this suicidal lunatic!" She whispered frantically, slowly edging her way out of bed, feeling weak because of the medication they had her on. "I'm in room 325 and it's on the south side of the hospital. I don't know the name!" She began crying hysterically, her emotions all jostled up, just the sound of his voice sending her heart racing. "I love you, I love you with everything I am no matter what happens. I didn't leave, I swear to god I was only trying to surprise you because I don't wanna lose you. You're everything to me! This mother fucker said you're insane and that he kidnapped me to protect me from you. He's the insane one! Oh shit, here they come, I love you and I'll try to stay here as long as I can." She hung up the phone and immediately crawled back into bed, making sure nothing was out of place and closed her eyes, trying to slow her breathing and heart rate down. 'Please hurry Mark.' She thought, knowing the tears would probably tell Randy was slowly starting to awaken.

Mark clenched his cell phone tightly in his fist after closing it, squeezing tightly but fortunately did not crack the casing. He was going to make good on his promise of embalming Randy Orton alive, his green eyes flashing with vicious pleasure at the thought. Turning to Aly, he began informing her of what he had just been told, location of the room and the current situation. He did not even want to think about how Randy had convinced them that Madisyn was suicidal.

Randy followed the doctor back inside the room, instantly moving over to Madisyn's side and stared down at her. He seen the wetness on her cheeks, frowning slightly. "Sweetheart, are you awake?" He asked in a low rumble.

Madisyn mentally cursed herself for not wiping the tears away, slowly opening her eyes to meet Randy's, the swelling of her face having gone down a little, but it was still heavily bruised. "Randy?" She whispered out, looking around the hospital room, acting as if this was the first time she was seeing it since she was supposed to be 'sedated' the whole time she'd been there. "I'm so tired..." She murmured, closing her eyes again and placed her hand on her stomach, knowing she had to act like she was only half awake to give Mark and Aly more time, a few tears escaping her eyes.

"Of course you are, Mrs. Orton." Her doctor said soothingly, smiling at how protective of her Randy was, his good eye staring down at his wife. "I'll go draw up the paperwork, and some instructions. I'll be back in about an hour. That should give the medicine plenty of time to work itself out."

Randy nodded, gently squeezing Madisyn's hand.

Madisyn yanked her hand out of Randy's grasp, glaring at him out of narrowed eyes. "Don't touch me. I can't believe you made them think I was crazy and suicidal. You're the crazy one, you're only hurting yourself by trying to protect me. Do me a favor, go fuck yourself, Orton." She snapped in a low voice, turning her back to him and closed her eyes, wishing she was in Mark's arms at that moment and far away from this psycho. "I can't believe I trusted you..."

"What amazes me more is that you fucked me." Randy replied in a low, somewhat cruel tone, wanting to hurt her just like she was hurting him, smirking coldly at the flash of pain that crossed her face at his words. "What's worse, you even liked it, Madisyn. Or have your forgotten?" He skimmed his fingers up her arm until he reached the sleeve of her hospital gown.

"Stop it..." She brushed his fingers away from her arm, more tears falling because she knew he was absolutely right. "I trusted you. I trusted you that you wouldn't hurt me…that you understood how I felt. I told you before we even slept together that I loved Mark and I will always love him." Madisyn suddenly got a cold smirk of her own on her face as she turned to face him, chuckling darkly. "What kills me is that you didn't even realize it wasn't you I was envisioning fucking that night. It was Mark. He was in my mind the whole time and he's the ONLY reason I came that night. It wasn't you I was fucking, it was him. Your limp dick could never measure up to his."

Randy did not and was not even bothered in the slightest, his blue eye crinkling as a wicked smile curved his face. "If that helps you to sleep better at night, Madisyn." He said softly. "You can go ahead and keep telling yourself that. You were so heartbroken and sick over Mark, not noticing that you would have fucked anything that had the equipment, so long as he paid you some attention. You were one desperate, pathetic broad." If she wanted to play the 'hurt you' game, he could play it just as well.

"No, you were just pathetic enough to want something that you could never truly have. I pitied you and maybe I was heartbroken over Mark, but I slept with you because I wanted to feel something. Did you not notice that while you were fucking me, if you could even call it that, I had my eyes closed the whole time and I shouted Mark's name at the end?" Madisyn took in the hurt look that crossed Randy's face when she reminded him of that, remembering how he immediately went to sleep afterwards with his back turned to her. "What's the matter, did I strike a fucking nerve?" She didn't care and hoped he lashed out at her right in the hospital because then he would also be deemed crazy along with her.

Randy clenched both fists tightly at his side, not about to do anything to her in the hospital. But when they were out of it, he was going to send her right back in, this time probably on the verge of death. He could feel anger and rage coursing through him and had to actually turn around just so he wouldn't see the cruel smirk on her face.

"I'm going to go speed up the paperwork process, you seem just fine to me." He said coldly, storming out of the room.

"This mother fucker is going DOWN." Aly whipped her cell phone out, pissed beyond belief and dialed Kyle's number, her eyes not leaving the road for a second. "Kyle, Madisyn contacted us from inside the hospital. We have to get her out of there along with Orton without stirring problems. Do you have anything in mind?"

"I already got you covered, Aly." Kyle chortled, though it didn't sound friendly, glancing over at the nurse and doctor's uniforms in the passenger seat. "When I found out she was in the hospital, I acquired a few costumes, think you'll enjoy becoming Nurse Alyssa?"

Aly smirked wickedly, glancing over at Mark. "Absolutely."

Mark listened as Aly filled him in on what was her contact, Kyle's, plan, knowing his overly large ass would be remaining outside. They were normal sized, they would blend in; he would be like Moses parting the Red Sea, minus the power of God on his side, more like Satan with the way he was currently feeling. Very fucking evil.

Aly glanced at the clock and groaned, knowing they were running out of time. "COME ON! Move your asses!" She beeped her horn and looked over at Mark, knowing they were only mere blocks away from the hospital. "We don't have time for this. Take the wheel Mark." She ordered, already getting out in the middle of traffic, ignoring his look of bewilderment. "Drive the fucking car to the hospital and meet us there! We have to get her out of there NOW!" Aly didn't wait to hear what he had to say, already jogging as fast as she could down the sidewalk with her bag in hand, refusing to ever carry a purse. "Just hang in there, Madi..."

Mark was more than tempted to go the route Aly was using, but they would need the car. Cursing, he maneuvered himself over into the driver's seat, revving the car and shot it forward, hitting the brakes in time to nudge the idiot in front of him. "MOVE YOUR FUCKING ASS!"