Chapter 13

Sitting on her bed cross legged, Lidia had pictures laying around her from old times. Pictures of her band before they were famous, pictures of Randy from OVW days, and her and Randy: it was Randy's twenty first birthday, and he had just recieved a gift from Lidia, a replica World Heavyweight Championship belt that had I Belive In You engraved where the name would have gone. She traced the picture with her finger lightly, smiling at the memory.

A knock on the door distracted Lidia, so she looked up to see who it was; it was Randy.

"Brought ya some pizza," he offered as he walked into the room. "The cops say they might have a clue to where Maddy is. She's still in Missouri, probably around here somewhere, they're working on it." Lidia smiled. "And in other news...I still haven't found an engagement ring for Stace, when do ya wanna go shopping for it?"

"I dunno, I guess whenever," Lidia told him with a shrug.

"Wanna wait until they find Maddy?"

"Kinda."

"K, me too. I want her to be there when I ask Stacey to be my girl forever and ever." Randy grinned, no signs of the cocky persona he was known for showing, except he was just wearing a pair of jeans, so his body was clearly in view. (AN: Isn't that a vision we all know and love?) "Hey, what's going on with you and John? I thought you's guys were back together?"

"You's guys? Geez, someone has been hanging around John a bit much," she told him with a wink.

"You're ignoring the question."

"I don't know what's going on with me and John. One minute ya know, we're hanging out and doing it in the shower, the next minute I don't even hear from him, and I find out he's with Torrie anyways. And I ain't competing against a two time Playboy bunny. I can't compete aginst that! I got Britney Spears to compete against." Lidia sighed, moving the pictures out of the way so she could lay down. "I just want someone to love me I guess. Me and Madison, that's all. I thought John was the one, I honestly did." Randy sat next to Lidia on the bed, picking up her head and placing it in his lap, just like he used to when they were growing up.

"He's a dick Lid. Don't think about him anymore. I know it's going to seem hard because of the whole five year thing, and the kid thing, but you gotta look at the facts: he's a cheating bastard. The things he says...Liddy, I wish you could hear them," Randy confessed, ashamed.

A cop showed up in the door way, alerting Lidia and Randy that an unfamilar car was in the drive way. They both ran down the stairs, a nervous feeling in the pit of their stomachs.

When the officer opened the door, Lidia smiled at the person that stood there with flowers in their hand; it was Adam.

"Miss. Orton, visitor approved?" The cop asked, eyeing Adam up and down suspiciously. Lidia nodded her head. The cop moved aside, allowing the blonde Canadian inside the warm house, with a smile on his face.

"These are for you," Adam said, holding out the flowers in front of him. "I picked them from Jay's garden." Lidia accepted them, and brought them to her nose, taking in the scent.

"They're beautiful," she told him, a hint of blush coming to her cheeks.

She shot a quick glance to Randy, silently pleading him to leave so her and Adam could have some alone time; Randy nodded his head and went into the living room.

"So..." Lidia started, not knowing what to say.

"Wanna grab a bite to eat?" Adam asked quietly so Randy wouldn't hear.

"I got pizza in my room," she suggested, just as quietly. Adam's eyes lit up at the sound of pizza, and he quickly nodded his head yes. Smiling, Lidia led the way to her room, flowers in hand.

Then it hit her.

The butterflies.

Once he entered, she shut the door behind her quietly, making sure they had enough privacy to talk.

Right away, Adam went right for the six string acoustic that leaned against the far wall in Lidia's bedroom, all on its lonesome. He picked it up, eyeing the body quickly, running his hand over the smooth wood surface.

"Beauty guitar," he mumbled incoherently. "It's in good shape." Lidia nodded her head in agreement. "May I play it?" Adam asked.

"Yea...sure..." Lidia agreed, setting the flowers down on her bed.

She began to pick up all the pictures that laid there before her, and putting them away in their right places as he played, humming along silently. "Wait." Lidia stopped him from playing, and quickly grabbed her notebook. "That riff, you just played...Play it again?" Scrunching his eyebrows together, Adam began to play it again, not sure what was going on.

"So I'm the king, of all these things

Of this mess I had made

Such a shame

What a waste

My whole life is a fake

Well I'm a bore

And I'm sure, I'm that thorn inside of you

That has torn at you for years," Lidia sang along, reciving a grin from the player. "The Alcohol, the Demerol, these things never could replace

What a minute with you could do

To put a smile on my face..." The playing of the guitar got slower as Adam looked at her in awe, her soft voice filling the room. Noticing this, Lidia looked at him; he gazed right back.

Setting the guitar aside, Adam moved closer to her, cupping her head in his hand. Leaning in, Lidia bowed her head, letting the top of her head rest on his forehead.

"Adam...I can't. Not now," Lidia told him, her voice hardly above a whisper. "It's just with Maddy gone, and John working..."

"Hey, I understand," he put a hand on her thigh reassuringly, giving it a quick rub. "It's OK, Liddy." She looked up at him, her eyes watering with tears, and she let one fall carelessly down her cheek. Wiping the tear away with his thumb, Adam gave her another smile.

"You want to finish up that song?" he asked her quietly. Lidia nodded her head.

Picking up the guitar, Adam began to play it again, and listened while Lidia thought of the lyrics off of the top of her head. The lyrics she sung, he could tell she was hurt, that she wanted something more than what she had.

"Some days I pray, someone will blow me away

Make it quick, but let it burn

So I can feel my life fade..." The pain in Lidia's eyes caused him to hit a wrong note, making Lidia giggle.

"You fucked up," she pointed out to him with a smile.

"Yea," Adam agreed, "yes I did. It's just....the words. You seem hurt, and I can tell....I can tell, the inspiration...it's John isn't?" Streatching her legs out on her bed, Lidia refused to answer. "I thought so. Can I ask a couple of questions Liddy?"

"Sure, why not."

"He never said he loves you does he?" Lidia swallowed. Of course John has told her he loves her...But so what she can count how many times he has on one hand? "And when you guys are together...It's mostly sex, isn't? He's never made love to you, never took things nice and slow..."

"No," Lidia cut Adam off, "he's never...made love to me. It's mostly him. All him. What he wants, and if I get pleasure out of it, then it was luck..." Crashing his lips to hers, Adam pulled Lidia into his lap, sucking on her bottom lip. He could feel her lips tremble beneth his, but that didn't matter; she was his for the moment.

Laying her down, he put his weight on his side, still kissing her, moving to her neck, her throat. She moaned in pleasure, running a hand through his hair.

Moving down her body, Adam lifted her shirt, and began giving her little pecks around her belly button. Taking in a shaky breath, Lidia let out another satisfing moan, closing her eyes as she did so.

"Lid...Whoa..." Quickly shutting the door, Randy took a second to realize what he just saw. Was his sister making out with the guy he's suppose to be feuding with?

Straighten her shirt and blushing, Lidia got up and went to the door, peeking her head out. "Haven't you heard of knocking?" She whispered harshly to her brother.

"Well, I just thought you would like to know as soon as possible that the cops know where Madison is." Her eyes widend in shock. "She's at the arena where Raw is tonight. We better get going."

"Yea, just give me a couple of minutes...I'll grab a ride with Adam," Lidia told Randy quickly.

"I'm sure you'll get some sort of ride out of it." Slamming the door in his face, Lidia looked at Adam, a smile spread across her face. "They know where Madison is," she informed him. Standing up from the bed, he grabbed a hold of her hand, and darted out the door, not caring what was knocked over in his way.

Reaching his car quickly, Lidia gave him a quick kiss on the lips as he got in. "Thanks," she thanked him. Adam smiled in return, and backed out of the driveway, on a search for finding the cop cars.

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