Thanks to Myth, Latisha, Phenoix, Randy Fan and gurl42069 for the great reviews. I laughed the whole time I wrote the kissing scene. Sorry it took so long for an update. Life sucks pretty much sums up the first week of the new year. But I laughed a lot writing this chapter so its getting better. Happy reading.
Paul pulled up into the driveway of the two story townhouse Randy owned. He glanced over as Dave's SUV pulled in beside him. Getting out he looked up at Randy's window.
"How do you think he got home?" He asked.
"John" Dave answered curtly, going straight up to the door. He was about to start pounding when he noticed the small envelope taped to the door with his name on it. Glancing over at Paul he cautiously opened it, not sure what to expect. Pulling out a key Dave grimaced as he read the short note attached.
"Journey" he explained as he fitted the key in the lock, "has fled for safety. She didn't want us to break down the door."
"Lucky us." Paul stated following Dave inside the house. Stopping inside the door Paul glanced around at the doorways to various rooms. "Where do you think he is?"
Dave glanced back at Paul with an incredulous look on his face. "Bed." He stated heading for the stairs. "It's Saturday. The kid's like a damn teenager, he sleeps till noon on weekends."
Paul gave a short laugh as Dave led the way to Randy's room. As they stood outside the door he turned back to the grim faced man. "How are we going to play this?"
Dave sighed. "I really don't know. Obviously he hasn't heard a word we said this past week."
"How about you listen to explanations before you decide anything?" Asked a sleepy Randy as he pulled open the door.
"Did you have to unlock your door to open it?" Paul asked confused.
Randy shrugged sheepishly. "Seemed like a good idea to put as much protection between us last night as I could.."
"You came home last night?" Dave growled, filing away the new information.
The younger man grimaced. "Listen, I am going to take a shower. I smell like a hospital. Go down stairs, get something to drink and I will be down soon with explanations."
Dave stared hard at his young friend before finally nodding. Shaking his head Paul followed him to the stairs. "He's being very mature about this."
"Yea, something is up." Dave said frowning.
Thirty minutes later Randy walked into the living room where the two older men were watching sports center. Glancing over at him Dave turned off the TV then turned his chair so that he was looking directly at Randy. Paul just settled back in his chair to watch the show.
Taking a deep breath Randy started. "First off I just want to say that my doctor felt I was well enough to be moved to a regular room the day before yesterday but due to room status that was not possible. So I probably would have been discharged today anyway."
"Don't make one bit of difference." Dave stated calmly.
"I didn't think it would, just wanted to get that out there." Randy paused to collect his thoughts.
When the silence stretched on Paul jumped in. "Why don't you tell us what made you decide to leave the hospital?"
Randy nodded. "Okay. Well Journey came to see me yesterday afternoon. She said a lot of things to me, most of which I didn't like or agree with. The most important being that she didn't love me like a boyfriend, just as a good friend or brother. She also said that I didn't love her, which I thought was just ridiculous"
"That doesn't sound too bad." Paul stated, confused. Dave just looked on knowing what was coming.
"Yea well she also said that she was leaving. Moving out and getting a job somewhere else." Randy told him angrily, still not liking the idea. "And you know what else. Her and Cena have feelings for each other. Can you imagine? One minute she thinks she's in love with me and then all of the sudden she thinks John Cena is damn hot." He ranted, getting carried away.
Dave almost smiled at that. "Calm down. They've had feelings for each other for a while. It's what makes them fight all the time. I happen to think they make a cute couple. So why don't you tell us what happened next." He snapped the last part.
"Well she left and I laid there for a couple of hours thinking. My stomach was churning the whole time. I didn't think she was right. Finally one thought kept running through my head. I just had to prove her wrong. So I left." He finished lamely.
"How did you do that?" Paul asked curious.
"Well she said that we didn't have a sexual relationship so I showed her that we did." Randy said softly not wanting to admit how foolish he had been.
Dave stood up abruptly, turning over his chair. "Are you trying to tell us that you slept with her?" He yelled.
Randy's laughter was cut off as Dave grabbed him out of the chair and slammed him against the wall. "All I did was kiss her I swear. Well I did touch her once just slightly, but she was right, it felt all wrong so I stopped." Randy confessed.
Dave didn't say a word. He let go and moved back to his chair, motioning for the younger man to continue.
"That's pretty much it. I was dead tired so I went to bed with her laughing the whole way." Randy said, cautiously resuming his own seat.
"Didn't we talk just yesterday morning about thinking about other people?" Paul asked from the sidelines.
"I think we both mentioned that in our discussions with you. Did it even enter your mind to call us and let us know what was going on? We probably wouldn't be half as mad at you if we hadn't shown up at the hospital this morning." Dave added sternly.
Randy shifted in his seat. "Honestly I did think about it but I figured there would be a lot of yelling and I was too tired to deal with it so I went to bed instead."
"You mean it was easier to just go to bed." Dave watched as Randy shrugged. "Yet you called John to give you a ride. You could have called one of us for the ride."
"Again yelling factor. John pretty much just laughed."
"Did you even try any other options? Did you have to leave the hospital to accomplish what you had to do?" Paul questioned.
"I didn't know how to get her back there without her knowing why. I guess I was really just in a hurry to prove her wrong. I wasn't thinking." Randy admitted.
"You know, we've been hearing that a lot lately. Do you really think he listened to anything we said yesterday?" Dave asked Paul causally.
"I swear I heard every word." Randy declared.
Dave raised his eyebrows. "Every word?" He asked deliberately.
Randy flushed, knowing what he was referring too. Keeping eye contact with Dave he answered. "Every word."
"And just what did I say would happen?" Dave asked sternly.
"That if I misbehaved you would lay into me the way my father would if he were still alive." Randy confessed softly.
"And would he lay into you for this?" Dave asked smugly, having figured out what Randy was playing at.
"Yea, I endangered my health for the second time in a week by leaving the hospital prematurely." The younger man ducked his head down.
"Okay then. Paul if you will excuse us a minute." Dave said standing up. Paul just grinned back at him, thinking Randy deserved exactly what he was going to get.
"You can't be serious. You're supposed to forgive me because I've repented. I admitted my wrongs." Randy cried jumping out of his chair.
"I don't work that way. If you did something wrong you have to face the consequences. You just admitted that you endangered your life twice this week. Time to pay the piper." Dave growled, unbuckling his belt.
"No way. I said all that so you wouldn't do this." Randy began backing towards the door. He stopped when Paul moved out of his chair, blocking the exit.
"Are you saying you lied about it? That you just said those words to appease me?" Dave snapped.
"No, I really meant them. I knew when I left that I was going to be in major trouble but I didn't really believe you would do this." Randy sighed, giving up.
"I gave you fair warning. Now we can do this privately with your cooperation or we can stay here and Paul will hold you down." Dave told him sternly.
"I'll cooperate." Randy muttered.
"Good, go to your room and I'll be up in a minute."
Once Randy had shut the door to his room the two men settled back into their chairs, laughing quietly.
"So how long are you going to leave him up there?" Paul asked.
"I figure he can stew for half an hour before I tell him his punishment is over. Never said I was going to actually spank him, though he sure as hell deserves it." Dave admitted, grinning.
"So what would you have done if he had resisted?" Paul asked his friend.
"Turned his ass black and blue. Him resisting would have meant he hadn't learned a thing." The dark haired man answered.
"Better call Mark and tell him to get over here so we can sit Randy down and discuss his punishment for getting that sick in the first place." Dave added as he flipped the TV back on.