Disclaimer: Anyone you recognize, I don't own. I only own Kenzie and Ashleigh. Technically, I only own the name Ashleigh, as it is a character based on one of my friends.

A/N: Sorry for the long delay in updates. My computer was having problems, and I wasn't able to get into websites for awhile. I'm back, and hopefully this story will be updated more frequently now.

Chapter 2

"So, what have you two been up to?" Randy asked, settling in between me and Ash.

"Well, I just got a job with a local design firm." Ashleigh announced. Before Randy could respond however, a voice came from upstairs.

"Great. Hopefully Ashleigh can help you decorate your apartment." When I turned around to see who made the comment, I was shocked to see Randy's sister, Becky standing there.

"What's wrong with my apartment?" Randy asked, causing the three of us to start laughing uncontrollably.

"Well considering the fact that you never did know how to match, and always coming to school looking like you just fell out of bed. I'd say you were pretty challenged in the fashion/design department." Ashleigh smiled sweetly, once we were able to calm our laughing a bit.

"I resent that." Randy pouted, causing us all to burst into laughter again.

"Face it Randy." Becky smirked, sitting across from her brother. "The world sees RKO every week, young, rich and very nicely dressed. We who know you see Randy Keith Orton, the same as he's ever been, just with a highly paid stylist." Becky finished, as we failed miserably at hiding our laughter again.

"Look Orton. If the WWE didn't have its high priced fashion people, you wouldn't be having girls throwing themselves at you night after night." I said, causing Randy to turn around and look at me like a hurt puppy.

"You know, I expected this kind of abuse from those two." He said, looking at his sister and Ash. "For you to join in like that, it hurts me more than you could ever know." Randy said, locking his eyes on mine. I could hear Ashleigh snickering, as if to say, 'I told you so.'

"Oh cry yourself a river, and build a bridge to get your whiney ass over it." I replied back, knowing I was going to be tortured very shortly.

"Oh that's it. You're goin down now Kenz." Randy said, right before attaching his hands on my waist and proceeded to tickle me till I begged for mercy.

"Randy…gulp…I'm sorry…gasp…I said I was sorry damn it." I yelled, hitting him away from me.

"Ouch damn Kenz, I was just playing." Randy said, rubbing his shoulder where I had punched him.

"Sorry." I mumbled, getting up and walking outside, leaving Randy and Becky wondering what was wrong, and Ash wondering when I was going to tell Randy.

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I had been standing on the front porch for about 10 minutes before Randy came out to check on me. "Kenz, are you okay?" He asked, coming over to stand next to me.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I answered, though it was obvious I was crying.

"Well, if you are fine, why won't you look at me?" Randy asked gently.

"Fine Orton, I'm crying okay." I snapped, turning around to face him.

"Come on Kenz. We used to tell each other everything. I hate seeing you like this, what's wrong?" Randy asked again, this time putting his arm around me, and led me over to the porch swing.

"Have you ever just felt like your life was spinning out of control, and there wasn't anything you could do to stop it?" I asked, looking out at my old house.

"Kenz, you're scaring me. What's wrong sweetie?" Randy asked again, this time pulling me into his arms in a hug.

"Randy, nothing is the same anymore. You can't protect me like you did when we were kids." I answered, as the tears rolled down my cheeks unchecked.

"Kenzie, I just want to know what's wrong. You're not the same person as you were when I left. You don't have that same sparkle in your eye like you used to." Randy said, tightening his grip on me, while running his hand up and down my back.

"Randy, we're not the same people we were when we were 18. Things change and so do people, so you better get used to that." I yelled, getting up and going back inside.

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"Kenzie. Are you okay?" Becky asked, when I came back into the living room.

"Yeah Beck, I'm fine. Ash, I'm gonna head home. I'm not feeling so good." I said, grabbing my purse and heading towards the door.

"Kenzie wait, I'll grab my coat." Ashleigh said, standing up.

"No Ash stay. I need to be alone for awhile." I told them, walking past Randy on my way out.

"Randy. What in the hell was that about?" Becky asked her brother, when he walked back into the living room.

"I honestly don't know. She wouldn't tell me anything. Ash, do you know what could be wrong with her?" Randy asked, looking over at his friend.

"I don't know much, but I can tell you this. Don't let her push you out. Tonight was the first time I've seen her smile in a long, long time." Ashleigh answered, giving Randy a hug.

"Did something happen to her?" Randy asked, releasing her from the hug.

"Yeah Randy, something did happen, but she won't tell me what it was though." Ash replied, the same concern showing in her voice.

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I had been home for about 15 minutes, thinking about everything that has happened in the last 7 years. 'Randy thinks that everything will just stay the same. I'm not even the same girl anymore.' I thought to myself, lifting up the back of my shirt, to reveal the huge black and blue bruise on my side. "Why do you still do this to me, Dad?" I asked aloud, even though he wasn't there to answer, or so I thought.

"Because you still need to learn you shouldn't make Daddy mad." My father's sinister voice called from behind me.

"Why can't you just leave me alone? I don't live with you anymore, just go away and leave me alone." I yelled, turning to walk away from him.

"What have I told you about turning your back to me?" My dad yelled, grabbing my arm and spinning me around to punch me in the face. What happened after that, I don't remember, cause something hit me in the back of the head, knocking me out cold.

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"Oh my God!" Ashleigh screamed, when she walked into the house, and saw me lying on the floor, bloodied and beaten. Running over to the phone, she first called 911, and then she called Randy.

"Come on Randy, pick up." Ash yelled into the phone, right before he picked up.

"Hello." Randy said, not looking at the caller id

"Randy…Kenzie's been…She won't wake up and there's all this blood." Ash managed to choke out in between sobs.

"I'll be there in 5 minutes. Call 911 and get them there." Randy said, already grabbing his keys and coat, heading out of his parents with Becky following him.

"Randy, what's going on?" Becky asked, climbing into her brothers' truck.

"I don't know Beck. Ashleigh just called all hysterical, saying something happened to Kenz. So help me, if I ever find the asshole that hurt her, they'll wish they were never born." Randy vowed, speeding down the street.

"You love her don't you?" Becky asked, looking over at Randy.

"Of course I love her. We've been through so much…" Randy started, before Becky interrupted him.

"I know you love her as one of your friends, but I mean do you love her?" Becky asked again, not getting a response. As they turned onto the street, they saw the flashing lights of the ambulance and police cars. Quickly getting out of the car, they ran up to the house.

"Sir, Miss. You can't go in here." A pudgy police officer said, trying to stop Randy and Becky from entering.

"Where are Kenzie and Ashleigh?" Becky asked, looking around the house.

"They're inside, that's where." Randy grumbled, shooting daggers at the police officer.

"Randy!" Ashleigh yelled, running out the front door. "They don't think she's going to make it." Ashleigh cried, collapsing in his arms in tears.