Out of Control

Chapter 25

Disclaimer: I only own London. One of these days that'll change…in my dreams…

A/N: I appreciate the reviews I received after posting the last chapter. I'm glad that some of you are still interested in this, and that you came back to wrestling fics for this one ;o) Thanks so much! You guys are the best! XoXoXo

When the door to their shared hotel room opened, Randy was all too thrilled to see London. She gave him a smile. "Hey Ran," she greeted him.

"Hey Lon…where'd you scurry off to so quickly?" he questioned.

She shrugged. "I uh went to go say hi to John," she lied.

"Wow. Really? Just now?" he practically interrogated her.

Giving him a confused look, she slowly nodded. "Yeah. Why? What's up with you? You're acting weird."

"I'm acting weird?" he asked her with a laugh. "Me? How so? What makes you think that I'm the one who's acting weird?"

"Well, you're smiling for one. We both know that's never a good sign. And you're also being very inquisitive about where I was and what I was doing. In fact, it's a lot like what John's always doing to me."

"Oh! Speaking of John, you just went to see him? Where exactly?"

"His room."

Randy had a hard time maintaining his composure. "Yeah? Really? And you did that just now? That's where you're coming from, right? Visiting John?"

"Yes. What the hell is going on with you?"

"Was Wade Barrett there? I don't feel very confident that he would have just let you go and see John."

"Wade wasn't there."

"Finally!" Randy proclaimed.

"Finally what?" London asked.

"Finally you told me the truth to a question I asked you!" he mockingly replied with fake enthusiasm, a huge shit eating grin on his face.

Inside, London was freaking out. How the hell did he know she was lying to him? She was secretly having a meltdown inside. He couldn't know the truth. Not now. It would ruin everything. "Uh…what are you talking about?" she asked, masking the anxiety she was feeling as she anticipated his response.

"Oh London. They always say honesty is the best policy. I thought you knew that. I knew that you were lying when you said you spoke to John. And to verify what I believed was going on, I took a little trip up to the Nexus suite. And, strangely enough, I didn't see you there, but I did see John. But he told me that he hadn't spoken to you all day. Not to mention, Wade had just run out of the room to take care of something a couple of minutes before I got there. Which…come to think of it…was around the same time that you ran out on me. I don't believe in coincidences, either. So, now do you are to explain yourself?"

"You need to mind your own fucking business, Randy."

He laughed. "I guess you don't care to explain. That's alright. I have a feeling I know what's going on anyway."

"Oh yeah, Mr. Know It All? Since you know so much, how about you enlighten me?" she retorted, glaring at him with frustration.

"You're hanging out with Wade and lying about it to everyone," he hypothesized, a smug smirk on his face.

"You're delusional. How about that?" she shot back in response.

"I'm delusional? You're fraternizing with the enemy and lying about it. How about that?" he shot back at her response. "You must think I'm stupid."

"Trust me, I know you're stupid because your conclusion is absolutely ridiculous. What is your problem anyway? Are you so bored that you just like to make up bullshit gossip so you have something to keep you busy? Is that was it is, Ran?" London was pissed off that he figured out the truth. But that wouldn't keep her from denying everything.

"Oh, you know I'm right, sweetheart. You care to tell your side of the story?" he questioned her again.

"There is no story to tell. There's nothing going on between me and that crooked nose fuck. You're out of your mind for even thinking that."

"Oh am I? First, Wade gets all defensive of you. So, obviously, he has a pretty masive boner for you. And now you've started lying about who you're talking to and what you're doing. And you're going to play dumb with me?"

"I'm not playing dumb. Sorry that I'm not playing into your little made up gossip session. Why are you so concerned with me anyway? Don't you have a wife and kid to concern yourself with? I think you need to quit worrying about me and what I'm doing and focus on your family, Orton," she spoke, her anger obvious.

Randy laughed. "Is that what you resort to when you're caught? Honestly, Lon, we've had a really good relationship. I don't know why you'd lie to me. We're friends. You can tell me the truth. Just be honest with me."

London rolled her eyes. "Leave me alone, Randy. Seriously."

"If you don't talk to me about it, I'll have to go ask John what he thinks about what I've figured out."

"So, you're going to manipulate me, is what you're saying?"

"If that's what I have to do, then, yeah, I will."

"Fine. What do you want to know?" she asked, letting out a sigh, as she sat herself down on the hotel room couch.

"Well, first of all, why did you lie to me?" he asked, folding his arms over his chest as he stood over her.

"Because I didn't want you to know the truth."

"What's the truth?"

"I would really rather not get into that right now," London replied, her eyes focused on the floor.

"Why not?"

"Because it's a really complicated situation, and I would rather not get into all of that," she answered.

"Come on, Lon. You've hidden the truth for long enough now. Just be honest with me. Whatever's going on will be alright. You just need to be honest, and finally let the truth out," he coaxed her.

She rolled her eyes. "Seriously, Ran. I don't want to talk about it, and I would really appreciate it if you would respect that and just let it go."

"London, you've been distracted, secretive…you haven't been yourself lately. Please just talk to me. Get it off your chest. I won't tell anyone what's going on. I can be an even better ally for you. I can help you. I just have to know what's going on."

"You sound like a cop from Law and Order. Maybe I need to monitor what you're watching on TV a little bit more closely."

He shrugged. "I just want to know what's going on so that I can help you."

"Fine. You can't breathe a word to anyone, Randall," she caved.

"I won't say a thing."

"Not even to John."

"Especially not to John," he promised.

"Okay. You might want to sit down for this," he began.

He raised an eyebrow. "Oh…okay." He sat next to her.

"So, I came here to make every member of the Nexus's life a living hell because of what they did to my father, as you already know." Randy nodded, in agreement. "I kicked some major ass, you know? All I wanted was to ruin them, you know? I wanted to make them pay for hurting my father and taking him away from me. And I was really accomplishing my goal. I was doing so well. And then…just one day…I went into my locker room…it was that time that the Nexus guys came after me during one of John's matches, and Wade came out to get them away from me. Remember that?" Randy nodded. "Well, I went into my locker room, and Wade was in there. Out of nowhere, he picked me up and kissed me. After that, I couldn't stop thinking about him at all. Not too long after, he tried to kiss me again, but I hit him. We ended up getting into a huge fight in the middle of the hallway. He pulled me into a utility closet, and he admitted that he had feelings for me. We ended up kissing again. And ever since then, we started sneaking around to see each other. Whenever we have a couple of days off and fly back to Florida, he stays with me at my house. And we…we kind of just…somehow…somewhere along the way…we fell in love with each other. So, yes, I was lying to you. Wade texted me before, and I left so that we could meet up for a few minutes," she confessed to him. She had to admit, it felt good to tell the truth. But she was unsure of how Randy was going react to the news of her relationship with their shared enemy, now that he knew the whole story.

"Wow. I thought you were sleeping with him. That was something I was sure of. But you're in love with him?"

She nodded. "Yeah. It just kind of happened."

"So what are you going to do about it when your dad comes back?"

"I was going to tell him before I came clean to you and John. I wanted to tell my dad first…before you guys knew."

"So you were planning on telling us?"

London nodded. "How could I not tell you guys? I hate that you didn't know about it. I hated not telling John the truth. I hate knowing that my father is going to be pissed off. I hated sneaking around to be with him. I want it to be okay for me to be with him. I hate lying, and as you know now, I'm not that good at it."

"I mean, in your defense, you've gotten away with it for this long, I would say you aren't half bad."

"Well, thank you."

"So, you and Wade are in love with each other," he said, as in disbelief.

"Yup. Very much so."

"And you spend your time off together?"

She nodded again. "Yes."

"Wow. I don't even know what to say about it. That's a hell of a lot more than I expected," he admitted.

"I'm sure that you're pissed with me now. I lied to you. I've been sleeping with the enemy…literally. I can't blame you."

"I'm actually not mad at you," Randy admitted. "Everything makes sense now. Besides, everyone knows that there was a shit ton of sexual tension between the two of you...even when you first went after him…like day one. Thinking back, it should have been a no-brainer that you two would end up working out so well. I mean, honestly, Lon, if you're happy, then, I'm happy for you. I was busting your chops about him. I didn't think that you two were in love. Obviously, it's more serious than I thought that it was. I'm not mad about, though. But if Wade hurts you, you can consider him dead."

London smiled. "Thank you, Randy. I'm sorry for lying, but I didn't feel like I really had much of a choice."

"I understand. I mean…we've been fighting with the Nexus since November. I would imagine that you didn't think anyone would be okay with it. But like I said, if you're happy, then, you have my support."

She leaned over and hugged him. "Thank you, Randy."

He hugged her back. "Of course. Now, you know, I think I should have a little chat with Mr. Barrett."

"About what?" she curiously asked.

"Not fucking this up. Normally, John or your dad would have to have the conversation, but since I'm the only one who knows your secret, I think I should make sure that he knows there are consequences for hurting you."

She laughed. "That's alright. But I appreciate the offer."

He raised an eyebrow and gave her one of his Viper looks. "Wasn't an offer, London," he sternly spoke.

"Oh. Okay. I'll text him," she replied, knowing that this was one thing she couldn't mess with him about. She took out her phone and texted Wade. 'Randy knows about us. He wants you to come here.' She sent the message. "Alright. I sent it."

"Good."

She received a reply. 'Oh. Alright. I guess that means I should come by?'

'Yeah.'

'Be right there, sweetheart.'

"He'll be here in a moment," London told Randy, unsure of how this would play out. She knew how Randy could get sometimes.

"Okay. Good. You look nervous," he observed.

"I am," she admitted.

Randy laughed. "Why?"

"Because you're about to corner Wade in our hotel room and interrogate him about what's going on between us."

"I could see that making you nervous," he agreed with a laugh. "But don't worry, Lon. He'll be alive when we're done."

There was a knock at the door. London got up and answered it. Not surprisingly, Wade stood there. "Hi," she greeted, a small smile playing on her lips.

"Hey Lon," he greeted, looking nervous and confused.

"Come in." He acquiesced, and she shut the door behind him.

"Hey Wade," Randy cheerfully greeted him, walking over and shaking his hand. He loved having the advantage over him in this situation. This was better than being in the ring with him. This was mental warfare. He knew he had the upper hand now.

"Randy," he reciprocated with a head nod.

"So, I hear that you and London are no longer…enemies," Randy began, trying to control the smirk forming on his face.

Wade glanced at London, who was standing next to him. He nodded and wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "That'd be correct."

"So, I know this isn't gossip. I know it's a secret. And I'm fine with that. Your secret is safe with me. But I need you to know that if you hurt her, I will fucking kill you," Randy threatened. "As long as London is happy, then, we're good. But…don't you dare hurt her."

Wade laughed. "Randy, I've done some messed up things in my life. I've hurt a lot of people. I've beaten plenty of men to a bloody pulp. But I can assure you one thing, the last thing that I would ever want to do is hurt London. I'm completely in love with her, and I do want to be with her…long-term."

"Oh. So…now that you bring it up…what are your intentions?" Randy questioned, sounding exactly like a father questioning his daughter's boyfriend. London couldn't help but think that his daughter was in for a real treat when she started dating.

The brunette put her hands over her face. "Oh God," she whispered, wishing she wasn't there at that moment.

"My intentions?" Wade repeated, cocking his head to the side, as if not understanding what Randy was trying to get at.

"Is she just a fling for you? Or do you plan on marrying her?"

"Oh God. Randy, please. Is this really necessary?" London spoke up, wishing that the floor would open up and swallow her.

"It is very necessary," Randy insisted.

"Lon, it's alright, sweetheart. I consider Randy's interrogation practice for when your father finds out. Except, I would imagine that your father would probably murder me before we even get to the talking part," Wade explained. He turned his attention back to Randy. "I love London. She's such an amazing woman. I love spending my time with her. I wish that our circumstances were much different…because if they were I would want to make her my girlfriend. And I imagine that our relationship might go very well, as long as her father doesn't murder me. And…judging from how I feel about her…I want to live with her and make a life with her…and yes, I would want to eventually marry her." London stared at him.

"Seriously?" she asked him, as they'd never discussed that before.

"Absolutely. I love you. My life is infinitely better with you being a part of it. I want to be with you for as long as you'll have me."

"Well, that's good to know. Wade, I love London very much. She's like a sister to me. I don't want her to get hurt. I want her to be treated like a queen, as she deserves to be," Randy spoke up. "I'll try to help you guys out and alibi you both, if I know when you're together. I'm willing to help the two of you out because you two seem to have something real going on here. I'm sure it sucks having to sneak around to see each other. So I'm willing to help you out, if you need me to," he offered, genuinely trying to do the right thing by London.

"Thank you, Randy. I really appreciate that," Wade spoke with a nod.

London smiled enthusiastically and hugged him. "Thanks, Ran. You're really being awesome about this."

"I try. Now, you two…be safe…and please don't get into too much trouble."

Wade turned to London and placed a kiss on the top of her head. "I love you, Lon," he spoke, sincerely.

"I love you, too," she reciprocated. "I just hope everyone's as great about this as Randy is."

"Well, let's not get crazy here. Your father is going to be furious. And I'm pretty sure that John is going to lose his shit," Randy chimed in.

"I know," London agreed. "It's gonna get really hard. Well, at least, if nothing else, I'll have one friend left."

"Sweetheart, it'll be alright. You're going to have plenty of friends once everyone knows the truth," Wade reassured her.

"My father probably won't speak to me anymore," London replied. "Whatever. It'll be what's gonna be. I'll acclimate accordingly."

"I'm gonna go down to the gym for a bit. You two can hang out for a bit, if you want," Randy offered.

London smiled. "Thanks, Ran."

"Of course," he replied with a smile and left the room.

"How did he find out?" Wade immediately asked her.

"When I came back, he asked me where I'd been and why I'd been so secretive about what I'd been doing. I told him that I went to visit John. But…just as my luck seems to play out, he stopped by your room to see if John was there will quick and found out that you had left the room around the same time that I had. So, he interrogated me for a while because he knew that I was lying about seeing him. And finally, I just cracked. I'm sorry, babe."

"Sweetheart, I'm glad that he knows. We have an ally now. At least we've got that going for us," he said, before leaning in and giving her a kiss. "And with Randy knowing, we may be able to squeeze in some more time together."

London nodded. "I really hope so. I also hope that he keeps his mouth shut like he promised he would."

"Randy wouldn't sell you out."

"I know."

Wade sat on the couch and pulled London onto his lap, so she was straddling him. "You know, you're so beautiful," he affectionately spoke.

"You really want to be with me long-term? Like you would seriously consider marrying me?" she asked him, bringing up his earlier comments.

"Absolutely. When I tell you that I love you, I really mean it. I want to be with you forever, Lon. You make me a very, very happy man. I want to be with you for the rest of my life. I know that this hasn't been going on for very long, but I don't mess around, sweetheart. I'm the real deal. I don't play games."

She smiled. "I love you, Wade."

"And I love you, London," he reciprocated before sealing it with a kiss.