Title: Beautifully Broken

Author: Lysi a.k.a. Heart2Handgun

Rating: T

Category: Romance, Drama

Pairings: Aundrea/Randy (in flashbacks)

Summary: "I'll never stop loving you"All a lie because he walked out of her life, without knowing exactly what he was leaving behind.

Disclaimer: I own Aundrea.. If only I owned Randy and Dave.. I'd be one happy girl

Author's Note: I hope you guys like this story.. Check out Against the Odds and Face The Music as well. Remember to R&R.. Flashbacks are in italics, a flashback in a flashback are bold and italic.. For the story, Dave wasn't born in 1969.. Let's say.. 1973.. good? good.

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Chapter One:
"I'll Never Stop Loving You..."

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She just sat there watching the man she loved more than anything in this world walk away from her, and unbeknownst to her, away from her forever. "Randy, please -- I love you." He turns around facing the petit brunette, who has mascara streaming down her face.

He slowly walks back to her, seeing her on her knees, leaning back on her heels, just letting those cold tears flow freely from her eyes. "Aundrea, you're just losing me."

Choking on tears, Aundrea lowers her head, watching a new batch of tears hit the soaking wet cement in the parking lot. "What part of 'I fucking love you' are you not understanding? I love you Randy and I have never ever felt like this about anyone in my entire life."

"Drea, please.. You're only losing me. I know you can find someone better than me, who can treat you right."

"I hate you, Randall Keith Orton." The look on his face shows how surprised he is to hear those three little words come out of her mouth. She's never said she's actually hated someone, and meant it, but by the tone of her voice, he can tell she does mean it.

She's only hated her brother, but that was for about 5 minutes for intruding on her phone call. She's never had a true problem with Dave. There's one time that sticks out in his mind, when she really meant it was about her father.

It's been 9 years since he actually left. He left them on their own, with their mother, who he knew couldn't take care of four children on her own. Dave was 14, Alexa was almost 12, Connor was 8 and Aundrea, being the baby of the family had just turned 6, not even a month ago .

"I hate him."

"Drea, who do you hate?"

"My father.. Well, the man who claims to be my father.. You remember, that cocky son of a bitch, Michael Bautista. Yeah, him." Randy stroked a few strands of hair out of his 15 year old girl friend's face.

She bit her lower lip as tears fought at the corners of her eyes. "Babe, don't cry. It's his own fault."

"I was 6. And Dave was only 10.. Look at Con, he was only fucken 3! I just watched him leave. He walked out on me, and what if that happens to me again, by someone I love so much."

"It won't, I promise you Drea. If I have anything to say about it, it will never ever happen to you. Dave will always be here for you, and I, out of everyone will be here for you." She tugged on the front pocket of Randy's sweatshirt as he pulled her into a tight hug. "I love you, Aundrea Claire."

She pulls back from him, as he sees tears falling from her eyes, as he reacts quickly, wiping them away from the younger girl's face.

"You said you hate me?"

"And I do. i know, I don't normally hate people, but I made an exception for you." She licks her lips as she looks out into the other part of the parking lot, seeing people arriving at the arena."I gave you my heart Randy, and what the hell did you do with it? You broke my God-damned heart, and you don't give a damn about it."

"I do, and I'm sorry for it, but I'm moving on, Drea. I'm doing what you should do." He crouches down in front of her, taking her hand, as she glares up at him, yanking her hand out of his grip. He pushes a few strands of soaking wet hair out of her face, to get a better look at her. "Don't cry, Drea, please. I'll never stop loving you, I swear."

"Then why are you doing this?" By now you have a full view of her black lace bra through her white wife beater, and her once light blue Levi's are now a darker color from the pouring rain that continues to fall around the two bodies.

"Dre, you deserve better than me. A woman like you does not need an egotistical jackass like me. She deserves someone -- I don't know -- someone who can truly love her. I'm doing this so I don't hold you down or back from anything, anymore."

"You never held me back from anything. I mean, yeah I wanted to finish college before getting a job like I have, like the one with you and Dave, being a ring announcer, but I'm lucky to have this opportunity. And I have you and Dave to thank for that." She sucks in her lower lip, biting on the inside of it, as she looks out again, just trying not to look straight at Randy. "I love you, more than any person could love anyone else, yet you're tearing my heart out and stepping on it all because you think I deserve better. If anything, you deserve better than me. Some stupid, prissy 24 year old woman--"

"You're anything from stupid. I;m leaving because I don't want to hurt you anymore." Aundrea just watches from the wet cement as Randy stands up, looking down at her. His baby blue polo t-shirt sticking to his skin, in all the right places, This scene, Randy Orton in the pouring rain, is any woman's fantasy, but under these circumstances, it isn't the best fantasy for Aundrea.

Her large, chesnut brown orbs looking up at him, as you can tell mostly by her eyes she's been balling her eyes out. Their eyes meet in the last eye lock for a long time, before he slowly closes his eyes and looks away from her when he reopens them, She watches him walk away from her, across the parking lot. "Randy" She calls out, but is not loud enough for her love to hear because of the raspiness of her normal voice, mixed with the raspiness of her voice from crying and choking on tears. (A/N: think Titanic) "Randy, come back.. Come back.."

The door of the arena closes, as the door to her heart closes at the same time. Randy walks into the arena leaving Drea sitting outside in the pouring rain, leaving her.

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Author's Note: What do you guys think? Good or no? Not all of this story is flashback.. The next chapter is, but it's from the same day. Just getting her brother into this story.. I'm gunna try to post Chapter 2 tonight as well, and then update one of my other stories tonight as well. :D

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