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Chapter 8

Aubrey looked at her brother and shared a smile with him. He had taught her how to play pool and they had never lost a game to anyone. It looked like this time was no different. Aubrey had just won the game for her team. She noticed John was still talking to Randy and wished she knew what they were talking about. Meanwhile John couldn't believe what Randy was telling him.

"You're mad because of what now?"

"I realized earlier that while Aubrey knows basically everything about me, I know hardly nothing about her. Then she's got all these guy friends she's close with. There are some of them like Martin that sometimes it seems more like she's married to him not me."

"You're fuckin crazy Randy. Aubrey is married to you. Martin and her are close I'll give you that, but there's nothing there anymore."

"What do you mean anymore?"

"They dated for a little while before. It was a mutual breakup though. They decided they're better friends then anything."

Randy was in shock.

"Dude see what I mean…I know nothing about her."

"Old relationships aren't exactly something couples always talk about. Amanda and I don't talk about her past with Junior."

"It doesn't bother you that she's still close with him?"

"They're friends and they have a child together. I know Amanda loves me. I trust her. From the way you talk it sounds like you don't trust Aubrey."

"Maybe I don't."

John became pissed off when he heard that.

"You listen to me Orton and you fuckin listen good…Aubrey isn't a cheater. She's been cheated on and knows how it feels. As a friend my advice to you is talk to Aubrey tomorrow when you're sober. You may be one of my best friends, but I swear to God if you hurt her I will personally help her brother kick your ass."

Randy slowly nodded and decided he should probably quit drinking. He looked at Junior's friend Mark who was playing bartender that night and asked for a bottle of water. He looked over at Aubrey who was looking at him with concern written all over her face. He smiled a little and held up his bottle of water. Aubrey looked at John as he walked back over to where she was standing.

"Well?"

"All I can say is talk to him when he's sober."

"Is it bad John?"

"Yes and no. That's all I'm gonna say."

"Ok. Thanks."

John nodded and walked over to where his girlfriend was sitting. Aubrey turned and looked at her brother. The next thing she felt was cold beer flying right at her. She looked down at her now soaked shirt and then looked up at who spilt it on her. Standing there was Shane Hmiel and TJ Majors.

"Shit Aubrey…we're sorry."

"It's ok guys. Lucky for you I have clothes here."

Aubrey walked upstairs and then went into her old room. Thankfully Junior left it alone after she moved out. She went to the closet and smiled when she found one of her favorite shirts. It was a red Budweiser tank top that she had altered herself. All down the sides was thin white ribbon cris-crossing all down the side and then tying at the bottom of each side. She took off her soaked shirt and put it in the bathroom. When she began to slip on the other shirt she looked up and saw Martin standing in the room staring at her.

"Martin? Do you mind?"

"Ain't like I've never seen it before Aubs."

"That was awhile ago Martin."

After she slipped on the shirt, she went to leave the room. Before she could Martin had her pressed against the wall kissing her. Aubrey tried to move her arms to push him away but she couldn't.

"What the fuck?"

Martin pulled away from Aubrey. Standing there in the hallway was Randy, John, and Amanda. Randy looked at John angrily.

"Nothing there anymore huh?"

"Randy I can explain."

"Save it Aubrey. I trusted you."

Randy then ran out of the house and out to the pool. He sat down in the first empty chair he saw which gave him a lot of options since no one was out at the pool. He heard someone walking up and turned to see Junior, Tony, TJ, Shane, and Elliott.

"Why the fuck is my sister cryin Orton?"

"I don't know why she's upset. She kissed Martin. If anyone should be upset it should be me."

"She didn't kiss me."

Randy turned and looked at who just walked up.

"You have a lot of fuckin nerve walking up to me dude."

"Look…guys can yall excuse us? I need to talk to Randy."

"Alright Martin. We'll be up on the back porch while Junior goes to check on Aubrey. If you need us holler."

Martin nodded at Elliott and sat next to Randy.

"All I am asking for is a few moments to explain the situation."

"Fine go."

"Aubrey didn't kiss me. I kissed her. I know I told her I never really thought about her anymore but I lied. I think about Aubrey a lot. She's a wonderful person."

"Why the breakup then?"

"She didn't feel the same way about me as I did her. She was really into Elliott again."

"So she didn't kiss you?"

"Dude she wasn't even kissin me back. She was tryin to push me away. When I realized that I was fixin to back off. That's when you showed up. Look Aubrey falls more and more in love with you everyday. When we talked the other night she had this tone full of care and love when she talked about you. I advise you to talk to her about whatever is wrong with you especially if it has to deal with her. Otherwise you might lose her."

Randy nodded.

"Well I'm gonna head back inside dude. Want me to send Aubs out here?"

"Yeah. And Martin?"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks. We're cool."

"No problem. Glad we're cool because I know you could kick my ass."

Randy laughed and lay back in the chaise lounge chair.

"Hey…"

Randy looked up at his wife and patted his lap. When she didn't sit down right away, he pulled her to sit in between his legs.

"Martin told me what happened. I'm sorry I doubted you."

"It's ok. I'd of probably done the same thing. I would have given you a chance to explain though. Because I think everyone deserves that."

"We need to talk Aubrey."

"I know."

"I have a lot of explaining to do about my behavior."

"Well if you want to talk about it now we can."

"I'd like to."

"Ok…"

"I realized earlier that I don't really know that much about you. It really bothered me. And because of that I began second guessing us. Then I realized I was being crazy. All I needed to do was talk to you. So I got the idea that while we're in your hometown next week maybe you could show me around and we could spend some good quality time together."

"That's a good idea. Was that all?"

"Yes and no. I ain't gonna lie to you baby girl. I'm a little bothered by the fact that just about all your friends are these guys that you are extremely close to. I'm also a little bothered that you didn't tell me your roommate was also your ex. But I trust you…so I'm ok now."

"Let's make a deal ok?"

"Sure…"

"Next time something is bothering one of us we'll talk about it."

"I one hundred percent agree with that. Can we kiss on that?"

Aubrey turned to face him and leaned in and kissed him. Two o'clock in the after noon found the two couples in one of the conference room at DEI. Also in the room were Vince and Linda McMahon, Teresa Earnhardt, Martin Truex Jr, Dale Earnhardt Jr, and Michael Waltrip. Aubrey was all smiles. Teresa was letting her lead the press conference since it was both of their ideas. Aubrey stepped up to the podium and smiled at all the press. The tables on each side of the podium were seated to her liking. On one side were Linda, John, Randy, and Vince sitting on her right side. On the other side were Michael, Martin, Junior, and Teresa sitting on her left side. Aubrey began talking after looking at her friends and family.

"Hello everyone. My name is Aubrey Orton. First off I'd like to thank everyone for coming today to this press conference. I'd like to say a special thanks to Mr. and Mrs. McMahon, Randy Orton, and John Cena for being here with us today. Today DEI and WWE announce a coming together of sorts. As most of you if not all of you know that the NASCAR races are here in Charlotte, North Carolina, next weekend. We here at DEI have expressed consideration in running some new paint schemes featuring WWE superstars from both RAW and Smackdown. After long talks with Mr. McMahon and the WWE board of directors everything is set in the works. The paint schemes will go as follows…"

After Aubrey explained how the paint schemes would go, she announced it was now time for questions.

"And may I remind you this press conference isn't for personal questions. The only thing we're here to talk about today is the races, the paint schemes, and the cars."

Time passed and it was time for the last question. Aubrey picked a reporter in the front row.

"Yes…you there…"

"Mrs. Orton I know you said no personal questions, but I'd like to know how you feel about today's issue of the National Enquirer…"

Aubrey looked at the magazine in the reporter's hands. The caption read 'Orton already having his wedding cake and eating it too'. The picture on the cover was Randy making out with a girl straddling his lap. Aubrey looked at Randy and then turned back to the media.

"How I feel about that is no comment. This isn't a personal question press conference…but this press conference is over."

Then she walked out of the room with everyone who was at the table. As soon as they were all out of hearing distance Aubrey glared at Randy. Before she could say anything her brother's Public Relations representative walked up to her handing her a copy of the National Enquirer. She looked at the picture in shock.

"You bastard…"