Chapter 2
"He's awake," John said as Randy opened his eyes to a bright light. "Am I dead? Because I'm seeing a white light," Randy managed to say even if his head was hurting like hell. Laughter filled the room. He recognized the laughs; they belonged to John, Paul, Stephanie, Dave, Angie, and Michael (HBK). "No, man, you're at the hospital," Paul said adjusting the uncomfortable bed so Randy's upper body was upright. "Hey guys," Randy said stroking his temple. "You were knocked out pretty hard back there," Chris (Jericho) said while he opened the door to a couple more wrestlers, Trish, Torrie, Kurt, Eddie, Rob, and Jason. "What do you mean knocked out," He said before realizing the headache was because someone or something had hit him on the head. "Andrew punched you hard when he saw you and Stacy dancing," Stephanie explained. Randy thought for a moment. There were so many people here and some of them weren't his close friends but they were here anyway. "Where's Stacy?" Randy asked looking around the room. John and Paul laughed while the others looked at them. "Dude, you were knocked out cold and the first thing you ask is "Where's Stacy?" Man, you like this girl a lot!" John said before realizing that now all these people knew about Randy's crush. Trish's mouth opened wide in shock that Randy liked her best friend. Trish knew about Stacy's crush but she never knew Randy had the same feelings. Randy buried his face in his hands embarrassed which caused his face to turn red. John realized his mistake and knelt down and begged for forgiveness which confirmed Randy's crush even more. Paul laughed, "No worries, kid, everyone in this room will keep it a secret, okay" Randy gave Paul and John a furious look and covered his face in his hands. "Hey, ese, I won't tell anybody," Eddie said from the back of the crowd. "Me too," Kurt added. Randy looked up, "Thanks," he said sarcastically and caught eye of Stacy's best friend, Trish. "Oh no," Randy said getting up from the bed and walking towards Trish. "You promise me you will never ever tell her, please Trish, I'm begging you. Please," Randy said his eyes wide and worried. Trish smiled at Randy and tried to contain herself from laughing at him. "I promise I won't tell her," Trish said with her right arm raised to confirm it. Knowing that he was okay except for suffering killer headaches, most of them left except for John, Paul, and Stephanie.
"Hey, I didn't see Ric?" Randy asked as Stephanie fluffed his pillow. "Thanks, Steph," he said as he waited for an answer. "He's with Jackie, and he's not picking up his phone, and weird sounds coming from his room, if you know what I mean?" Paul said making them all laugh. "How do you feel?" Stephanie asked softly as she stroked his head. "I'm feeling kind of dizzy and my head hurts but I guess I'll be fine after I sleep. What did the doctor say?" Randy asked forgetting that Andrew was the cause of this. "You'll be spending the night here and we'll be back early in the morning tomorrow to pick you up," John said taking a seat beside Paul. Stephanie sat beside Randy's bed and kept stroking his head. It felt good and it made the pain less. "Oh no, can I wrestle this Sunday?" Randy asked worried. "Yeah, you'll be fine but you might feel a couple headaches throughout the next few days." Stephanie answered massaging his temples. "Yeah, and sore throats too," Randy said clearing his throat. John handed him a bottle of mineral water before taking the entire contents. "What's going to happen to Drew," Randy asked remembering the jerk that mad him unconscious. "It depends, Randy, if you want to press charges against him," Paul informed. "I say you do," John said angrily thinking about Drew. "Randy, what are you going to do?" Stephanie asked. Randy thought for a while before he came to a decision. "I don't think I will," Randy said. "What?" John and Paul shot up. "Guys, he knocked my lights out but I'm fine anyway. I don't want to deal with so many things and I guess I don't really blame the guy," Randy said. "Dude, he could've killed you," John tried to make the situation bigger. "What do you mean you don't blame him?" Paul said placing his hands on Stephanie's shoulders. "Well, I blame him for punching me but I shouldn't be so mad because he is Stacy's boyfriend and I tried to kiss her. If I was her boyfriend and I saw her doing that with another guy I would've probably done the same thing," Randy said. "No you wouldn't" Stephanie said surely knowing Randy wasn't that type of guy. "What did that blow do to you?" Paul asked. Randy thought for a moment and realized he wouldn't punch someone right away. He was more of the type to confront and if it didn't work he would probably start a fight not like it has happened before. "Yeah, you guys, are right, I wouldn't punch him. Well that is at first I would talk to him then if it won't work I guess I'd punch him." Randy said turning his head to face three of his very good friends.
Stacy walked quickly backstage in a bathrobe covering her bare body only in her underwear. It was Wrestlemania XX after her evening gown match which quickly changed into an underwear match. She was practically running in the halls towards the women's locker room. She was trying to avoid Andrew because after the night he knocked Randy out of consciousness Andrew abused Stacy though it wasn't physical abuse. He got so mad he threatened, cursed, and forced her to have sex with him. Though the last didn't happen because Andrew was so drunk he passed out, Stacy was able to escape with her things and room in with a relative. She turned her head to see that no one was behind her but instead she bumped into someone. She looked up to see it was Randy Orton, the last person she wanted to see aside from Andrew. "Hey, where are you going and why in such a hurry," He asked in a calm voice. "Look, Randy, I'm really sorry for what happened to you a couple of nights ago, but I can't stay. Randy, I can't see you, please," Stacy said as she attempted to run past Randy but was caught in his arms. "What is going on, Stacy?" He asked now worried. Stacy's eyes were streaming with tears. "Please, let me go, I'm really sorry, okay," She said as Randy gently let go of her. "Stacy, you didn't do anything, it's not your fault. And please tell me why you can't see me?" He asked but she ignored him and ran away. Randy headed back to the Evolution locker room with a worried look on his face.
She ran into halls forgetting where the women's locker room was. She ran into a dead end when she heard a voice that belonged to Andrew coming nearer. There was nothing to hide behind; it was just her and that dead end. Andrew's voice grew stronger and the person's voice he was talking to slowly faded away. Stacy turned around and flipped her phone hoping Andrew would just pass by thinking it was another blonde. But that didn't happen. Andrew turned that direction seeing his girlfriend. Stacy heard the footsteps and the heavy breathing she knew all too well. She felt his hand take her by the arm and turning her to face him. "Stacy, Stacy, Stacy," He repeated holding her arm tightly so she wouldn't escape. Stacy tried to escape his grasp but he was way too strong so she just gave up. "Where have you been?" He asked in a fake voice. "I've been living with a relative," She answered softly looking at the floor. Drew lifted her chin, not as gentle as how Randy did it just a few days ago in the parking lot, instead he forced it up making Stacy's neck hurt. "Why," He asked his voice low and angry. "Because I was scared," Stacy said in tears. "That's BS, Stacy, why should you be afraid of me?" He asked knowing exactly what the answer was. "You were just really mad," Stacy explained losing her balance and letting Andrew support her weight. "Of course I was mad, you were making out with that bastard!" He said as he turned red with fury. "I swear, I wasn't," Stacy told the truth but knowing that if he wasn't there to stop it they were going to that direction. Andrew knew they didn't kiss but he wanted to torture Stacy anyway. He took her to his locker room and kept her locked in for the rest of the night. Well at least until the after party.
"Don't hate me cause I'm beautiful," Randy joked while he struck a pose in front of the other Evolution members. They laughed at Randy's masquerade and laughed at each other's jokes. They were on their way to the after party and they were changing for the event. It was and informal party and while Paul and Ric were still dressed to the nines, Dave wore a button down shirt with jeans and Randy wore a shirt saying with a symbol in the front, a pair of faded jeans, and Diesel sneakers. "I don't hate you," Stephanie said to Randy as she walked in the room. "You heard us?" Paul asked his wife before giving her a quick kiss. "I was standing outside the entire time and Trish and I heard you guys." Stephanie said straightening her husband's Armani jacket. "Well, I'm glad to know you like me," Randy said jokingly as he pulled the elastic that kept her hair in a ponytail. "Hey," She said chasing Randy around the room before Paul caught her by placing his arms around her waist. Stephanie kept screaming but it was overshadowed by the laughter in the locker room. The amusement stopped when Randy replaced his smile with a frown when he remembered Stacy. Dave noticed it at first and asked him what was wrong. "It's Stacy, I saw her in the hall and she was trying to hide or run from someone. She also said she didn't want to see me." Randy said as he sat down on the sofa and played with the elastic. He looked up at his friends and just like him, they had a worried look on their eyes.
Stacy stepped out of the Ford Escape Andrew drove back to the hotel for the after party. "C'mon," He said with wickedness in his voice while he took Stacy by her already sore arm. Meanwhile Evolution and two of the guy's wives started the party in the limousine by drinking Martinis and bottles of Champagne. And even though they were enjoying themselves, deep down Randy was worried about Stacy.
Stacy sat down at the bar as she watched her boyfriend talk to his friends. Hardly anyone was there, only those who weren't in the card. After some time a number of wrestlers came in like Kurt, Eddie, Chris B., Chris J., Jason, Mick, Booker, Rob, and their wives. Other single guys came like Sylvan, Rene, and Rob. And some others brought their girlfriends from outside the business. Trish and Torrie, Stacy's closest friends caught sight of her at the bar. "Hey, Stace, what's up?" Trish asked taking a seat beside her. "Nothing," She replied softly resting her chin on her hands. "Yeah, right," Torrie said sarcastically as she ordered three drinks for her and her friends. "What's wrong, is it that ass of a boyfriend?" Trish asked changing her mood through the question. Stacy turned her head to see Andrew flirting with a girl she's never seen before. She turned around and shrugged and just by those actions Trish and Torrie knew he was the reason she was troubled.
The tinted glass doors opened and Stephanie walked in followed by the rest of Evolution. The entire group sat down in one big round table where Vince McMahon and his family sat. Stacy turned to where Randy was. He looked upset just like her and it was probably the way she acted earlier in the night that concerned him. He stood up from the chair with Dave and Angie and they sat down on another table with John, Charlie, Shelton, and their girlfriends.
"Hey how're you doing," The redhead asked Randy as he sat on the empty seat next to John. "What," he replied to the girl John was dancing with a few nights before. "Oh, sorry, my name's Amanda Fletcher, John invited me and I was just worried about you after you were knocked out and brought to the hospital." She said introducing herself. Randy stroked his temple still feeling a little pain. "I'm okay, just a little headache every now and then," He said before closing his eyes for a long time because his head started to hurt. "Excuse me," Randy stood up and walked outside of the busy and noisy room. On the way he saw Stacy talking to Trish and Torrie but he was too dizzy to talk to her.
He breathed in the fresh air of the hotel garden. He sat down on the bench and closed his eyes to help stop the frequent pounding he felt inside his skull. He massaged the side of his head to ease the pain but it was way too much he felt sick. He ran back to the hotel running past people trying to find the men's bathroom. He ran to an empty stall and started to throw up at the toilet. "Hey, man, are you alright," a voice he recognized said from behind the stall door. "Do you think I'm alright?" He said before feeling a big rush of pain throbbing in his skull. The door was unlocked and it opened to Shane McMahon. "Randy, I saw you running in if you want I can get some of the guys to help you," Shane said as he turned away from the sight of what was in the toilet. "I'll be fine," Randy replied the pain kicking so hard he could just scream and cry. He had cried the nights before because he had trouble sleeping because of the after effects of Andrew's punch. "I don't think so," Shane said getting a heap of tissue paper and handing it to Randy. Randy wiped his mouth and threw the stained tissue in the toilet. He flushed it down and washed his hands. And even tough his head hurt like hell he felt that when he threw up it helped ease it a little. Shane left saying he would call for help. Minutes later Randy's dad former wrestler, Bob Orton came in with the rest of the family, his mom, brother, and sister. Vince, Paul, and John were there too and Randy didn't like the idea that all these people knew that he's been throwing up. He didn't even tell his family he was in the hospital a few days ago and know they knew. Bob slung Randy's arm on his shoulder while Nathan, his brother took the other. They carried him upstairs as he was unable to see things clearly. Everyone followed up to his hotel room. "Randy, did you take your pills doc gave you," Paul asked taking the pill case from the counter in the kitchen. "I forgot to take it after lunch," Randy replied thinking how stupid could he be. "Son, why didn't you tell us you were at the hospital?" Bob asked as he sat down on the bed beside Randy. "Dad, I just didn't want to make you worry and I didn't want to make a big deal out of it. And know it will be," Randy said remembering all the people in the hospital and now the people in his hotel room. Above all Vince McMahon was there and after hearing about his and Andrew's altercation it wasn't going to be pretty.
Meanwhile word quickly got out downstairs. Everyone was talking about Randy's vomiting episode. "This is so my fault," Stacy said burying her face in her hands. Trish comforted her by telling her that it wasn't and it was Drew who punched Randy. People in each table were talking about what happened nights ago in the hotel club and the effects on the victim. In the meantime Andrew and his friends enjoyed the effects of Andrew's hard fist on the pretty boy's head. They graced on their victory not knowing the rest of the room were talking terrible things about them.
Two hours later the party had started and the dancing began. Andrew forced Stacy to dance with him but in less than five minutes danced with ring rats who Andrew was talking to earlier in the night. Stacy went to the garden and fancied the fountains and lights that graced the garden. Stacy didn't know that and hour earlier Randy was feeling a lot better and decided to join in the party. Well, after brushing his teeth of course. Randy, who was tired, decided to get some fresh air outside where he previously felt like throwing up, there he found someone he was looking for all night. "Hey," He said softly taking a seat beside her. She quickly stood up and walked towards the direction of the door. "Hey, Stacy, I want to talk to you, please," He said touching her bare shoulder. Stacy felt the warmth of his big hands and couldn't help but turn around. Her red tube top showed him enough to get his hormones raging but the black pleated mini got him fired up and even if he was trying to contain himself he couldn't help but smile. She couldn't help but smile back, "Fine, what do you want?" She asked sweetly taking a seat on the bench. Randy followed her and sat down, "I just wanted to tell you that you shouldn't blame yourself for what happened that night in the club. It wasn't your fault. I'm to blame, I guess, since I shouldn't have tried to kiss you since you're with Andrew. I would've done the same thing if I saw m girlfriend with another guy." Stacy looked at him knowing he was nothing like Andrew, he was sweet, kind, funny, and he would never ever hurt her. "No you wouldn't," She replied. Randy remembered when he told his friends that and they didn't believe him. "Fine, I wouldn't do it right away, but I would if I was really pissed and if I loved her a lot," He said meeting Stacy's gaze. Their faces were only inches apart when a stern voice shot meters away from the two. Stacy quickly turned around to see Andrew with a fierce look on his face. His eyes were filled with anger seeing Stacy inches away from the man he despised more than any terrorist who attacked his very own country. He seized her hair and pulled her towards him. He quickly walked through the garden before he felt Randy's big hand making him turn by just taking hold of his shoulder. Andrew's fierce eyes met with Randy's as they stared at each other before Andrew made a move of punching him. Randy dodged the punch and punched him on his nose letting him let go of Stacy as Stacy ran back inside screaming for help as the two guys battled it out with Randy on the upper hand the entire time. "You don't treat a lady like that, you, asshole!" He roared as he punched Andrew until blood poured like a faucet from his nose. John restrained him from killing Andrew while Scott did the same to a beaten down Andrew. Randy tried to fight from John and Dave's grasp but he gave up knowing that Andrew's beating was enough and that he had gotten him back. He reached down his throat and let out a ball of spit right on Andrew's aching cheek. "Go to hell, you bastard!" He screamed as he felt anger rushing all over his body. He smiled in satisfaction as police rushed in the garden cuffing both men but instead of bringing them to the station they asked them questions. The cops asked Stacy questions knowing that the fight started because of her. She told the truth saying that Andrew tried to make the first shot but Randy dodged it and saved her. Vince convinced the police to let both men go since nothing big happened anyway. But actually something did. A war between the two had just begun.
While Randy went back to the party and decided to celebrate and drown his anger with alcohol Stacy went to the hotel clinic to finally tell Andrew it was over between them. She went inside the well lit room seeing Andrew and the ring rat he was dancing with earlier. He complained about the pain as the doctor taped up his nose. "Drew, could I please talk to you," Stacy said giving a sign that she wanted to talk to him in private. Drew, who had to thank Vince for convincing the cops to let him go, had calmed his nerves down despite the fact that he still wanted to get back on Randy. "Drew, it's been really hard being with you these last couple of months. I mean, you've been so forceful and sometimes you scare me to death with your violence. Drew, I know you love me and I loved you too. But I guess it's gone, I have to leave you, Andrew. I can't live miserably, like this," Stacy said her face down the entire time afraid to see Andrew's reaction. She left the clinic without hearing a word from his mouth. He didn't even try to grab her or scream at her, maybe he understood; maybe he was ready to let her go.
Stacy wasn't happy nor was she sad. She was more of relieved knowing that she didn't have to put up with him. But she had a lot more problems to deal with. She opened the tinted glass doors meeting the blue eyes she had wanted for so long and now she could have them, the eyes, the hands, the face, the personality. She could have him. Now that she had the other thing she wanted her entire life. Freedom.
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I might not be able to add the next chapter as soon as you guys would want coz i'm going on vacation and we'll be going out a lot and we'll just be bringing one laptop and i'm pretty sure the rest of the family will be using it.
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