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A/N: Thanks for the reviews for the last chapter. I'm sorry it's taken me so long to update. You guys are going to get your wish in this chapter. If you have any ideas for the next chapter, let me know and I'll try and put them in.
Chapter 4
Apologies and Confessions
Sunday morning, I flew into Philly for the Rumble. Of course, Riley was worried about me, after what had happened at the gym yesterday. After telling her I was okay, and promising not to let Randy get on my nerves, I got on the plane. When I arrived at the arena, there were only a handful of superstars there. I ran into Trish on my way to the locker room, we started talking about who we'd like to see win the rumble. After we talked about that for a few minutes, I asked her if she had seen John yet
"No sweetie. I'm sure if you ask one of the crew guys, they'd be able to tell you." Trish answered, with a smile.
"Okay, thanks." I said, as I left the locker room.
~ ~ ~ ~
While I was walking around, trying to find John, I literally ran into Randy. 'God, I don't feel like arguing with him today.' I thought to myself, when I realized who the hard body was I collided with.
"Hey Jenna." Randy said, as we just looked at each other.
"Hey." I replied, looking away from him.
"What's wrong?" Randy asked, turning my face towards him.
"Nothing. I'm looking for John, and I think I've seen this hallway more times than I'd like." I said, noticing we were having a civil conversation.
"Here, I'll show you where the Smackdown guys are at." Randy said, as he turned me around, and led me back down the same hall.
"I swear Orton, there are no Smackdown guys down this hall. I've been up and down here already." I said, as we were walking.
"Yeah, so you've said. Did you completely miss the sign here that says Smackdown?" Randy asked, laughing slightly.
"Yeah, yeah. You're so funny. Seeing as I was looking for an actual locker room, and not a curtain, with eight different signs hanging off it." I replied, sarcastically.
"Listen, Jenna. Can we talk later?" Randy asked, taking on a serious tone.
"What about?"
"I just want to talk. We were sort of friends at one time, I'd like to get that back again." Randy said, honestly.
"Okay. I'll find you later after I see John." I replied, turning to go through the curtain.
"Alright. I should either be in the cafeteria, or in the locker room." Randy said, before leaving.
~ ~ ~ ~
As soon as I walked through curtain, I was grabbed up in a huge bear hug from behind. "Hey baby girl." I heard the voice from behind me.
"John Anthony Cena. Put me down right now." I said, trying to sound angry, but failing as I started giggling.
"Why didn't you tell me you got called up? Instead, I get a phone call from Katie saying you were on Raw." John said, as he put me down and gave me a real hug.
"I wanted to surprise you. How have you been?" I asked, as we made our way to an empty locker room.
"I'm doing good. How are you? Katie said you are the newest member of Evolution. You get to work with Randy again. Want me to tell him to leave you alone?" John asked, as we sat down on a bench.
"I'm okay. Yeah, I love working with Ric, Dave, and Paul. Yes, I'm having to work with Randy again. No I don't want you to talk to him. We've agreed to be civil, in fact he asked me if I would talk to him later. He said he misses our "friendship" we used to have." I told him as we got comfortable.
~ ~ ~ ~
After talking with John for almost an hour, I gave him a hug, wished him luck, and went to go find Randy. I found him in the locker room by himself. 'There's no backing out of this conversation now.' I thought, as Randy looked up when I walked in.
"Hey Jenn. I'm guessing you found John?" He said, with his cocky smile on his face.
"Yes I did, thank you very much." I replied.
"Jenna. What happened to our friendship? I mean, I know we weren't what you would call the best of friends, but I'd always thought we were friends at least." Randy asked, looking at me sincerely. "Before you say it, I know I played a part in the friendship falling apart. The thing is, you had changed a little bit before our fight that night." He finished, getting right to the point.
"You're right Randy. Something happened a few weeks prior to the match that started the whole fight between us." I said, my voice shaking slightly.
"I remember that. When I asked John about it, he just said something happened that needed your attention." Randy told me. I can't believe I'm actually going to tell him what really happened, but after talking with John, he seems to think Randy will understand.
"Okay. Randy before I tell you what happened, I need for you to promise not to interrupt and please don't tell anyone else. John, Katie, Riley, and my brother know. I just don't want the whole company knowing my business." I said, looking him in the eye.
"Jenna, I promise. What is said between us, stays between us." Randy promised, as he grabbed one of my hands, giving it a gentle squeeze.
"You remember my boyfriend Kevin?" I asked, at his nod I continued. "Well the week before the match that you and John were supposed to have, he came home drunk, and overheard me ask Katie if she wanted to meet John and I at the gym the next day. Kevin had always thought John and I were sleeping together, no matter how many times I'd tell him we weren't. However, that night he just wasn't going to let it go. I noticed he had been drinking, and called him on it. When I turned away from him, he grabbed my arm and spun me around to face him." After I said that part, it was almost like a light bulb went off in Randy's head.
"Jenn..." Randy started, but I kept on, not really noticing him.
"He asked me what I was going to do about him being drunk. Then he punched me in the face. I slapped him across his face, but that pissed him off even more. Then he started beating the shit out of me." I said, tears streaming down my face again.
"Oh my God." Randy said, quietly.
"I feel so stupid. I'm a wrestler and I couldn't even fight off my boyfriend. I probably deserved it, if wasn't a wrestler then he wouldn't have been jealous of John." I finished, trying to dry my tears.
"Jenna, don't ever let me hear you say that again. He had no right to hurt you because of his own damn insecurities. Why didn't you say something to me? If I would have known, I wouldn't have grabbed your arm like that." Randy asked.
"I thought I was okay. When the match happened, and the fiasco at the end, I realized I should've told you. That's why I was still standing there behind the curtain when you came back. I was going to tell you then, and explain why I freaked. When you started yelling at me, I put up these walls to keep myself from getting hurt again. I had pretty much decided that all men, with the exception of my brother and John were assholes." I answered, looking up at Randy and noticing the tears in his eyes.
"God, Jenna. I'm so sorry for everything. I swear I want to go back to Louisville and kick Kevins ass." Randy said, pulling me into a hug.
"It's okay Randy. John and Travis took care of that." I said, laughing a little.
"Okay. Listen, would you want to grab a bite to eat after the show?" Randy asked, with a little bit of nervousness in his voice.
"Sure. I'll meet you in here." I answered, as we both realized I was still in Randy's arms.
"Great. I'll get a shower after the Rumble and we'll go from there." Randy said, releasing me from the hug.
~ ~ ~ ~
About five minutes later, the rest of Evolution joined us. Of course Ric was the first to notice I had been crying. "Are you okay, dollface?" Ric asked, as he walked over towards us. Before I could answer, Dave and Paul were jumping on him.
"Jesus, Randy. You had to make her cry didn't you?" Paul asked.
"Orton. You best have a damn good explanation as to why I see tear streaks on her face. Otherwise, you and I are going to fight." Dave threatened, cracking his knuckles.
"Guys." I said, chuckling. "I'm fine. Randy and I were just talking about why we hated each other so much, and why we stopped being friends. He didn't do anything to me." I said, moving in front of Dave, who still looked like he could kill Randy.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Paul asked.
"Yes, I'm sure. Dave don't kill Randy, if you do then we'll be minus one member of the group, and I won't have a love interest. They might even take ME out of Evolution. You wouldn't want to see that happen, would you?" I asked, looking up at Dave, with a child like pout on my face.
"Alright. I won't hurt him this time. Let me tell you something Orton, if I ever see one tear come down her face, and you caused it, I won't hesitate to beat your ass. Got it?" Dave threatened.
"Yeah man. I got it." Randy said, talking for the first time since the guys came in.
"Okay guys. Good luck in your matches tonight. Paul, don't hurt Shawn too bad, okay?"
"Don't worry. We'll be fine." Paul said. "Now let's go get ready for our promo." He finished.
"Alright, I'll meet you there. I need to go down to make up and touch up." I said, as I walked out of the locker room.
"Randy, what was that all about?" Ric asked, with a hint of concern in his voice.
"I can't talk about it. I promised her I wouldn't tell anyone. I'm not about to go back to us fighting like we were." Randy said, grabbing his title and going down to Bishoff's office.
A/N 2: I didn't get to see the Rumble on Sunday night, so I'm not sure what happened, I know that Randy was the 2nd entry and that Foley eliminated him. The Last Man Standing Match, had a messed up ending, and the tables match I don't know much except some say it was short. Please leave any feedback, whether it be bad or good. What things would you like to see happen, or any characters as well. As always R/R
*Amanda*
© jeffslildiva 2004
A/N: Thanks for the reviews for the last chapter. I'm sorry it's taken me so long to update. You guys are going to get your wish in this chapter. If you have any ideas for the next chapter, let me know and I'll try and put them in.
Chapter 4
Apologies and Confessions
Sunday morning, I flew into Philly for the Rumble. Of course, Riley was worried about me, after what had happened at the gym yesterday. After telling her I was okay, and promising not to let Randy get on my nerves, I got on the plane. When I arrived at the arena, there were only a handful of superstars there. I ran into Trish on my way to the locker room, we started talking about who we'd like to see win the rumble. After we talked about that for a few minutes, I asked her if she had seen John yet
"No sweetie. I'm sure if you ask one of the crew guys, they'd be able to tell you." Trish answered, with a smile.
"Okay, thanks." I said, as I left the locker room.
~ ~ ~ ~
While I was walking around, trying to find John, I literally ran into Randy. 'God, I don't feel like arguing with him today.' I thought to myself, when I realized who the hard body was I collided with.
"Hey Jenna." Randy said, as we just looked at each other.
"Hey." I replied, looking away from him.
"What's wrong?" Randy asked, turning my face towards him.
"Nothing. I'm looking for John, and I think I've seen this hallway more times than I'd like." I said, noticing we were having a civil conversation.
"Here, I'll show you where the Smackdown guys are at." Randy said, as he turned me around, and led me back down the same hall.
"I swear Orton, there are no Smackdown guys down this hall. I've been up and down here already." I said, as we were walking.
"Yeah, so you've said. Did you completely miss the sign here that says Smackdown?" Randy asked, laughing slightly.
"Yeah, yeah. You're so funny. Seeing as I was looking for an actual locker room, and not a curtain, with eight different signs hanging off it." I replied, sarcastically.
"Listen, Jenna. Can we talk later?" Randy asked, taking on a serious tone.
"What about?"
"I just want to talk. We were sort of friends at one time, I'd like to get that back again." Randy said, honestly.
"Okay. I'll find you later after I see John." I replied, turning to go through the curtain.
"Alright. I should either be in the cafeteria, or in the locker room." Randy said, before leaving.
~ ~ ~ ~
As soon as I walked through curtain, I was grabbed up in a huge bear hug from behind. "Hey baby girl." I heard the voice from behind me.
"John Anthony Cena. Put me down right now." I said, trying to sound angry, but failing as I started giggling.
"Why didn't you tell me you got called up? Instead, I get a phone call from Katie saying you were on Raw." John said, as he put me down and gave me a real hug.
"I wanted to surprise you. How have you been?" I asked, as we made our way to an empty locker room.
"I'm doing good. How are you? Katie said you are the newest member of Evolution. You get to work with Randy again. Want me to tell him to leave you alone?" John asked, as we sat down on a bench.
"I'm okay. Yeah, I love working with Ric, Dave, and Paul. Yes, I'm having to work with Randy again. No I don't want you to talk to him. We've agreed to be civil, in fact he asked me if I would talk to him later. He said he misses our "friendship" we used to have." I told him as we got comfortable.
~ ~ ~ ~
After talking with John for almost an hour, I gave him a hug, wished him luck, and went to go find Randy. I found him in the locker room by himself. 'There's no backing out of this conversation now.' I thought, as Randy looked up when I walked in.
"Hey Jenn. I'm guessing you found John?" He said, with his cocky smile on his face.
"Yes I did, thank you very much." I replied.
"Jenna. What happened to our friendship? I mean, I know we weren't what you would call the best of friends, but I'd always thought we were friends at least." Randy asked, looking at me sincerely. "Before you say it, I know I played a part in the friendship falling apart. The thing is, you had changed a little bit before our fight that night." He finished, getting right to the point.
"You're right Randy. Something happened a few weeks prior to the match that started the whole fight between us." I said, my voice shaking slightly.
"I remember that. When I asked John about it, he just said something happened that needed your attention." Randy told me. I can't believe I'm actually going to tell him what really happened, but after talking with John, he seems to think Randy will understand.
"Okay. Randy before I tell you what happened, I need for you to promise not to interrupt and please don't tell anyone else. John, Katie, Riley, and my brother know. I just don't want the whole company knowing my business." I said, looking him in the eye.
"Jenna, I promise. What is said between us, stays between us." Randy promised, as he grabbed one of my hands, giving it a gentle squeeze.
"You remember my boyfriend Kevin?" I asked, at his nod I continued. "Well the week before the match that you and John were supposed to have, he came home drunk, and overheard me ask Katie if she wanted to meet John and I at the gym the next day. Kevin had always thought John and I were sleeping together, no matter how many times I'd tell him we weren't. However, that night he just wasn't going to let it go. I noticed he had been drinking, and called him on it. When I turned away from him, he grabbed my arm and spun me around to face him." After I said that part, it was almost like a light bulb went off in Randy's head.
"Jenn..." Randy started, but I kept on, not really noticing him.
"He asked me what I was going to do about him being drunk. Then he punched me in the face. I slapped him across his face, but that pissed him off even more. Then he started beating the shit out of me." I said, tears streaming down my face again.
"Oh my God." Randy said, quietly.
"I feel so stupid. I'm a wrestler and I couldn't even fight off my boyfriend. I probably deserved it, if wasn't a wrestler then he wouldn't have been jealous of John." I finished, trying to dry my tears.
"Jenna, don't ever let me hear you say that again. He had no right to hurt you because of his own damn insecurities. Why didn't you say something to me? If I would have known, I wouldn't have grabbed your arm like that." Randy asked.
"I thought I was okay. When the match happened, and the fiasco at the end, I realized I should've told you. That's why I was still standing there behind the curtain when you came back. I was going to tell you then, and explain why I freaked. When you started yelling at me, I put up these walls to keep myself from getting hurt again. I had pretty much decided that all men, with the exception of my brother and John were assholes." I answered, looking up at Randy and noticing the tears in his eyes.
"God, Jenna. I'm so sorry for everything. I swear I want to go back to Louisville and kick Kevins ass." Randy said, pulling me into a hug.
"It's okay Randy. John and Travis took care of that." I said, laughing a little.
"Okay. Listen, would you want to grab a bite to eat after the show?" Randy asked, with a little bit of nervousness in his voice.
"Sure. I'll meet you in here." I answered, as we both realized I was still in Randy's arms.
"Great. I'll get a shower after the Rumble and we'll go from there." Randy said, releasing me from the hug.
~ ~ ~ ~
About five minutes later, the rest of Evolution joined us. Of course Ric was the first to notice I had been crying. "Are you okay, dollface?" Ric asked, as he walked over towards us. Before I could answer, Dave and Paul were jumping on him.
"Jesus, Randy. You had to make her cry didn't you?" Paul asked.
"Orton. You best have a damn good explanation as to why I see tear streaks on her face. Otherwise, you and I are going to fight." Dave threatened, cracking his knuckles.
"Guys." I said, chuckling. "I'm fine. Randy and I were just talking about why we hated each other so much, and why we stopped being friends. He didn't do anything to me." I said, moving in front of Dave, who still looked like he could kill Randy.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Paul asked.
"Yes, I'm sure. Dave don't kill Randy, if you do then we'll be minus one member of the group, and I won't have a love interest. They might even take ME out of Evolution. You wouldn't want to see that happen, would you?" I asked, looking up at Dave, with a child like pout on my face.
"Alright. I won't hurt him this time. Let me tell you something Orton, if I ever see one tear come down her face, and you caused it, I won't hesitate to beat your ass. Got it?" Dave threatened.
"Yeah man. I got it." Randy said, talking for the first time since the guys came in.
"Okay guys. Good luck in your matches tonight. Paul, don't hurt Shawn too bad, okay?"
"Don't worry. We'll be fine." Paul said. "Now let's go get ready for our promo." He finished.
"Alright, I'll meet you there. I need to go down to make up and touch up." I said, as I walked out of the locker room.
"Randy, what was that all about?" Ric asked, with a hint of concern in his voice.
"I can't talk about it. I promised her I wouldn't tell anyone. I'm not about to go back to us fighting like we were." Randy said, grabbing his title and going down to Bishoff's office.
A/N 2: I didn't get to see the Rumble on Sunday night, so I'm not sure what happened, I know that Randy was the 2nd entry and that Foley eliminated him. The Last Man Standing Match, had a messed up ending, and the tables match I don't know much except some say it was short. Please leave any feedback, whether it be bad or good. What things would you like to see happen, or any characters as well. As always R/R
*Amanda*
© jeffslildiva 2004