Chapter 15

It had been a month since Randy had ended things with Karen. He found himself sitting on the bench in his locker room staring at the floor trying to remember the last time he'd smiled for himself out of sheer happiness and not because it was scripted into his life. He really had fallen for Karen, so hard his grandfather had gotten a bruise.

Randy wished he could have an uncomplicated relationship with a woman...Most only wanted him cause he was Randy Orton WWE superstar and not regular Randy from St. Louis Missouri. No one that is except Karen. She didn't care about his ego or his on screen cockiness that some times followed him off camera. She'd shoot him down like the ass he was and would make him smile because she just didn't take any shit from him or any of the other wrestlers who tried to be cocky or suave around her.

Randy's heart ached to be with Karen again. He knew he sounded like a jerk when he ended things with her...but he couldn't help it...having someone you are making love to scream out another mans name...breaks your heart. It pained Randy every time she would scream out Sam's name and not his. And after the last time she'd done it...He just couldn't take it anymore.

As much as Randy wanted to just forget it happened...He couldn't...God help him he tried, he really did...but he just couldn't. And now he was suffering the ultimate price. He was back to being a playboy, something he wasn't really proud of...but couldn't stop. Every time he'd screw another ring rat or random fan he'd end up pretending they were Karen.

To make matters worse...He'd over heard some back stage gossip that said Karen was seeing John Cena now. Great...Just great. He couldn't figure out how they'd hooked up, he could've sworn they were just best friends...Besides...John was a much bigger playboy then Randy ever could hope to be.

Randy looked around the dressing room...Tonight was SummerSlam, one of the 4 PPV's that were joined with the Smackdown roster...If Karen was with John, he'd see it for himself tonight. Randy pulled himself up to his feet and began to get his wrestling trunks on and get ready for his match against Adam Copeland (Edge).

Meanwhile, down the hall Karen was sitting in her office talking with Lisa and Tyson. Lisa said, "C'mon kiddo, you've been going to therapy for the last 4 weeks...something has to be better...I know how much you miss Randy...you guys aren't even on speaking terms...And you were supposed to have remained friends."

Karen sighed as she leaned back in her chair and said, "I wish I felt different...ya know? I just want to feel normal again...Ever since Randy told me I've been calling him Sam when we were making love, I've just been feeling so weird on the inside...like not only was I cheating on Sam with Randy...but cheating on Randy with Sam."

Tyson said, "I'm sure Randy doesn't see it that way Karen." Karen said, "Oh I know that...It's just what I feel now...God I hate this city." Lisa said, "You used to love New York though." Karen said, "Everything here reminds me of Sam though. I don't want to forget him...I just want to move on with my life. I loved him...I loved him enough to lose my family over it and was welcomed into his family. At least my insomnia hasn't been as bad any more."

Lisa hugged Karen and said, "Don't worry kiddo...Things just have a way of working themselves out." Karen nodded as she accepted a hug from Tyson also and said, "Yea...I just hope you're right." Lisa and Tyson left and Karen was about to start the scripts for 2 weeks from that night when someone knocked on the door. Karen walked over and opened it and smiled when she saw John and his cheesy smiling face staring back at her.

Karen took a step and wrapped her arms around John as he hugged her back and said, "How you holding up?" Karen said, "I could be better...I need you're help again though." John said, "Anything...I'm at your disposal." They walked back into Karen's office and shut the door...but neither of them saw the pained blue eyes staring at their loving embrace.

Randy sighed heavily and said, "Well...That answers that question." As he turned and walked back to his dressing room after his match.