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Chapter 29: Home

John Cena had watched the entire speech from his own locker room. He knew she was making one last quick stop to see him before she left, he promised her that he had directions for her as well as a set of keys to his place in Massachusetts.

Her speech was about as amazing as he imagined it would have been, the only thing he couldn't really see in his vision was Wade being at the announce table. He most definitely didn't foresee the Brit being handed her title as she walked away from the one thing she loved more than life itself.

He stood up as the locker room door creaked open, Riley poking her head in,, her eyes connecting with his. She slipped inside and gently shut the door behind her, throwing the lock for fear that Randy, or Wade, had tailed her. She was done talking to them and now she wanted to get her directions, John's keys and be on her way.

"Did you know he was going to be out there?" John asked, closing the gap between them, enveloping her in a big bear hug.

"Nope, I had no idea. I did run into him beforehand though."

"How'd that go?"

Riley shrugged. She didn't know how to define it. On one had it had gone pretty well, she hadn't cried in front of him backstage and she hadn't given in and demanded she screwed up. On the other hand, she still felt miserable and regretful; maybe giving up Wade was a big mistake.

"I also ran into Randy." She confessed, hugging him just the slightest bit tighter.

"Oh no."

"I basically told him we aren't really good friends anymore. John I'm so done with him, why's he such an asshole to me lately?"

"Because you were with Wade and, well, you changed a little."

"Don't remind me." Riley sighed.

John ran his hands up and down her back just hugging her. He didn't really want to let go, knowing that she wouldn't be around at all anymore and he was definitely going to miss his best friend, especially because Randy was being a shitty friend to him as well as Riley lately.

Riley pressed her ear against his chest, right over his heart, and just listened, not wanting to lose John. Yes she still wanted out of the WWE but if she could have it her way, he would come with her, or at the very least, he'd come with her for a while.

"I'm glad that you picked me as your friend Riley Williams. That is the truth and to be honest, I think you are one of the best things to ever happen to me." John smiled, kissing the top of her head as he continued to hug her tight.

"John I'll miss you so much."

They fell into a comfortable silence for a few more minutes. At the five minute mark though, Riley let out another sigh and pulled away from him, shoving her hands into the front pockets on her pants.

John turned away from her and took a few steps towards the bench, digging into his bag for the directions and keys to his place. He hesitated with his hands wrapped around the keys, not wanting Riley to disappear from the WWE, wishing that everything would suddenly hit her and she'd want nothing more than to march into Vince McMahon's office and take back everything she had planned.

John gripped the keys in his right hand, the directions in the left as he stood straight up and slowly turned around, extending his hands to her. Riley hesitated but soon reached out and took hold of the objects in his grasp. She pulled them against her chest, right over her heart and smiled sadly at him, knowing the end of the show was drawing near. She had to get out of there before the crowd piled into the parking lot, before the fans lined up outside the arena expecting autographs.

It wasn't the fans she was trying to avoid though, it was the postponement that they would cause her that she feared. If they held her up, the chances of running into curious or concerned superstars was higher and Riley just wanted to disappear before anyone had the chance to say their goodbyes or try to convince her to stay.

"Riley be safe." John stated, reaching his hand out and running it down her right bicep.

"Always John." She smiled back.

He watched sadly as she waved a small wave at her, making her way out of the locker room. John Cena had never been so sad about a fellow wrestler leaving.

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Randy ran his hand over the brick walls as he journeyed to the exit door, trying to get out of the arena as fast as he could so that he could get to the hotel in a timely manner. He had business to take care of and the first thing he was going to do when he got to his room was call John and apologize.

He wasn't completely sorry for his actions and how he reacted to Riley and her new relationship but he definitely owed John an apology for the way he treated John when it simply was not his fault. John Cena, contrary to popular belief, had little to no control over Riley.

His second point of business was to contact Riley, be it through phonecall, text message or email, he had not figured out yet but he definitely needed to bring up her possibly being pregnant to her, wanting nothing more than to learn what was really going on with her and Wade. He somewhat believed that part of Riley leaving was so that she could deal with her baby, or her illness, he wasn't entirely sure which yet and he was going to find out, one way or another, but not before ruffling a few more feathers.

Randy readjusted the strap of his bag on his shoulder and his eyes landed on the devil himself. Wade Barrett was standing just inside the exit conversing with Justin Gabriel, his new hotel room buddy. Randy stepped up and stood between them, listening blatantly as they talked about how Justin Gabriel's match had gone without help from the Corre.

"May I steal Wade away from you for just a quick minute?" Randy asked, his tone was almost way too polite, Wade hesitated.

"I guess." Justin shrugged, pushing on the exit door and heading outside, giving the two tall males a few minutes alone.

"What do you want Orton?"

Randy adjusted the bag one more time before crossing his arms over his chest. Wade rolled his eyes, waiting impatiently for Randy to finally start talking about whatever it was he had to say.

"I overheard something the other night, I thought maybe you should hear what it was."

Wade scoffed at him, "and why would I be interested in anything you have to say?"

"It's about Riley."

Wade's ears perked up, his body tensed at the mention of her name. He didn't exactly know what to expect when Randy showed up in his line of vision but now here he was tempting him with conversation about the one girl Wade couldn't resist.

"See Barrett, now you're interested right?"

"What do you have to say?" Wade asked, fed up with his tone, his games, everything Randy Orton did in regards to Riley.

"Well the other morning I was wandering down the hall and I overheard Riley and Cena talking."

Wade just stared at Randy, waiting for either the catch to the confrontation or for Randy to continue talking. The Viper dropped his arms from his chest and moved them so that his palms rest on his hips, his elbows sticking straight out to the sides. A smirk appeared on Randy's face, his lips curling upwards giving off the Viper's icy stare.

"About what?" Wade cracked, giving in and playing his stupid Viper games.

"Well, technically, I guess it was about her but I really think you should know what they were saying."

"Come on Orton just bloody well say what you have to say and leave me alone."

"I just, this is something really intriguing Wade and you should be patient with me."

"Alright so what do you want?"

Randy looked at Wade without saying a word for a second. He was studying the English man, sizing him up, trying to intimidate him. Wade let out a huff of frustration, Randy's lips parting but closing immediately. He dropped his head to the ground and let out a malicious chuckle, Wade extending his arm, pressing his palm against the wall, trying to refraining from hitting the man standing in front of him.

"Wade all I want is for you to tell me what you did to get Riley to change."

"If I tell you that, you'll tell me your 'intriguing and interesting'-"

"Scout's honour." Randy cut him off, giving him a mock salute.

"Well, I didn't really do anything, she started taking her pills on her own."

"Pills for what?" Randy countered, finally getting something good out of Wade Barrett.

Wade hesitated but his curiosity had gotten the better of him. He moved his hand from the wall to dangle at his side, inhaling a deep breath, holding it for a few seconds and finally letting it out.

"Riley has attention deficit disorder, she started taking her pills so she could become part of the Corre." Wade let out, Randy's eyes widening slightly at his statement.

"She has ADD?"

"Yes."

"Who else knows?"

"Just me." Wade lied, not wanting anyone else to be disturbed by the Viper and his vindictive nature.

"Oh."

"Now what is it that you had to say?" Wade asked, frustration and irritation evident in his tone.

Randy played with the words in his head for a few seconds, deciding what the best way to tell him was. He could be gentle with his information and play the part of the concerned colleague or he could be hurtful with his information and rub it in Wade Barrett's face.

"You know she's been sick lately right?" Randy asked, going for a little of each method, the gentle bearer or bad news leading into the spiteful person who rubbed it in his face later.

"Sick how?"

"Nauseous, throwing up, that kind of sick."

"When?"

"Apparently for the last three weeks, at least once a day. You're telling me you didn't know that? Riley never told you? Your girlfriend didn't tell you she was sick?"

Randy had given up on the nice approach, now he was just being mean, screwing around with Wade, making the one person who legitimately loved and cared for Riley feel like he failed.

"She didn't tell me." Wade stated, confirming what Randy already knew.

"Well that sucks."

"What does that have to do with me?" Wade countered, suddenly realizing Riley being sick wasn't a big deal, yes he was concerned but he didn't understand why Randy had dragged him into it.

"Hold on Barrett, you haven't noticed her mood swings?" Randy asked, everyone who had known Riley had noticed her mood swings.

"I noticed."

"And you can't put it together can you? She's been throwing up and moody, come on Barrett, you're not that stupid are you?"

"Orton what in the bloody hell are you getting at?" Wade asked, clearly aggravated at the conversation at hand.

"Riley's pregnant." Randy stated, knowing exactly what he was doing. The two simple words lingered in the air now.

Wade didn't get an opportunity to argue back or ask how Randy Orton knew, Randy had walked away from him faster than Wade could say 'what'. Now he was left standing next to the exit, pondering everything about his ex-girlfriend. If she was pregnant, he wondered if it was his, had she cheated on him, perhaps it was all a big misunderstanding. No matter what though, now Wade had wanted to talk to her more now than he ever had.

Even when she wasn't around, Riley Williams still had a hold on Wade Barrett.

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