Randy couldn't believe who was at his door. For a second when he saw Whitney standing in front of him he thought he was dreaming. He hadn't seen or talked to her in years. He wondered what she wanted. He was glad Kelly was in Jacksonville, Florida visiting her parents. Having his ex-girlfriend and his new girlfriend both there would have been extremely uncomfortable. Especially since Whitney and Kelly used to be close. When Whitney walked into Randy's living room she noticed puppy nicnacks on the end table. That told Whitney that Randy had a girlfriend.
"Whitney it's been so long." Randy said. "I really don't know what to say." "What are you doing here?"
"Randy I think we should sit down."
"Ok." They sat on the couch. "What's up?"
"Oh boy, I really don't know how to start."
"It's ok, just take your time."
"Randy do you remember the last time we had sex?"
"Yeah."
"Well about a month after that, I found out that…I found out She stopped and took a deep breath. "I found out that I was pregnant."
"What?" "You got pregnant and you didn't tell me?" He said shocked. "Where is it, what is it, does it have a name?"
"It's a boy his name's Dylan."
"Wait, so we have a son and you never told me?" He said getting a little angry.
"I don't actually know if he's yours." "He might be Greg's."
"You're still with that asshole?"
"Actually no, we divorced two years ago."
"How could you have never told me I might be a father!"
"I'm sorry Randy."
"You should have told me!"
"I know."
"I want a DNA test I wanna know if he's mine."
"Ok but that's gonna have to wait Dylan's in the hospital."
"What's wrong with him?"
"The doctors don't know yet." "They want to run tests on me and Dylan's father to make sure it's not something genetic." "Since I'm not a hundred percent if it's you or Greg I'm asking you to come with me." "I know you're probably mad at me, you have every right to be and I don't blame you but please for Dylan's sake come with me."
"You're damn right I'm mad at you but of course I'll come with you."
"Good." "We have to go." They headed for the front door. He turned around.
"Whitney if he is my son I want to be a father to him."
"I know, it's going to be difficult for him to understand if you are." "He thinks Greg is his father for Dylan's sake I hope he is."
"If I am his father I will never forgive you for keeping him from me." "Waiting this long tells me you never loved me or cared about me at all." When he said that she felt a lump in her throat and got tears in her eyes.
"Randy I'm-
"Sorry?" "Sorry doesn't make up for this Whitney." He walked out the door. Whitney let tears go down her face for a second then wiped them away and walked out the door.
They got on a plane to California. They were sitting next to each other.
"So Dylan's six right?" Randy asked.
"Yeah."
"Do you have any pictures of him on you?"
"Yeah." She got one out of her purse. "This was his sixth birthday party."
"How can you say that might be my son?" "Look at his eyes those are my eyes." "That's my son."
The rest of the flight they rode in silence. Randy didn't let Dylan's picture go the whole time. They took separate cars to the hospital. When Greg saw Randy he stood up out of his chair.
"What the fuck is he doing here?" He said.
"He needs to be here Greg." Whitney said.
"Why?"
"There's a possibility Dylan's his son."
"What!" "Are you fucking kidding me!"
"Greg not now we've got bigger problems." "The doctor needs to start running tests on all of us."
"This is your damn fault, if you weren't such a skank and knew how to keep your legs closed- Randy grabbed him by his shirt and slammed him against the wall.
"What the fuck is your problem asshole!" Randy said. "Your main concern should be Dylan not what me and Whitney did!"
"Get your fucking hands off me!"
"Or what!"
"I'll kick your ass!
"Last time I saw you I left you in a pool of blood!"
"Excuse me, do I need to call security?" Dylan's doctor said.
"No everything's fine." Randy said letting Greg go. The doctor looked at Whitney.
"Is this the other potential father?"
"Yes."
"I can do a DNA test if you like." "I already have a sample of Dylan's blood." "All I would have to do is compare it with Mr. Preston's blood and Mr.?"
"Orton." "Randy Orton." Randy said.
"Ok." Mrs. Preston."
"I changed it back to my maiden name it's Summers." Whitney said.
"All of you come with me." "Miss Summers and Mr. Orton we're going to start running tests on you." "Mr. Preston your going to submit a blood sample for the DNA test then I will come get you for the other testing." "Mr. Orton after you're done with your testing go to the fourth floor, room E 11 to submit your DNA sample."
After Randy got done with the tests and submitting his sample he went back to the hall they were in. Nobody else was back yet. Randy sat down. He decided to call Kelly so she wouldn't worry if she called the house.
"Hello?" She said.
"Hey Kel."
"Hi honey."
"I had to leave town I had an emergency."
"What's wrong?"
"I don't wanna say anything until I know for sure."
"What are you talking about?"
"I'll tell you in a few days I'd rather talk about it in person."
"Randy are you ok?"
"I'm fine I promise." "I called to tell you not to worry." "I love you baby." "I'll see you in a couple days."
"I love you to."
"Bye."
"Bye."
Three hours later the doctor came out. They were all sitting in the hall.
"I have some good news." The doctor said. "It was nothing genetic everything came back good." "Dylan ruptured his spleen."
"Oh god." Whitney said.
"He needs surgery so it can be repaired but he's gonna be fine." "He'll have stay here for a week then four to six weeks recovery." "He's being prepped for surgery you can see him after." "I also have the DNA test results." "The father is Mr. Orton." "I have to get ready for surgery." She walked away.
"Oh my god I have a son." Randy said. He looked at Whitney. "A son who has no idea who I am because of you."
"Randy-
"No unless it concerns my son I don't want to hear anything you have to say." He walked away.
