Title: Questionable Sanity

Author: Mel

Disclaimer: I own nothing other then my precious little OC's so don't' go stealin' or borrowin' with out asking.

Notes: Nothing new.

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Chapter Twenty-Three

Previously: Rey and Taylor caused more trouble. Making everyone want to kill them.

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Before either trouble maker could say anything, Keeley did.

"Oh shit, what time is it?"

"Seven a.m."

"Shit, shit, shit."

"Why?"

"I have to be at work in thirty damn minutes, damn it. Would you two get the hell off of me, I have to get up!"

Keeley tried to move under the combined weight of Taylor and Rey and was unsuccessful until Krista took pity on her sister and helped.

"What do you mean you have to work? It's still my birthday that's a national holiday!"

"Yeah what mami said. Forget work chica…have fun with us! Come dance!"

Keeley looked at the pair and rolled her eyes.

"Unlike some Taylor I do not still live at home with Daddy and I have bills to pay, yet again Daddy doesn't take responsibility for me anymore."

"Hey Daddy doesn't take responsibility for me I am just his favorite daughter!"

"Sure, what didn't you two help get the pair off of me?"

Keeley asked as she got out of the bed and sent a look at the two WWE stars that were standing by the door.

Both shrugged their shoulders.

"Whatever. Everyone get the hell out so I can get ready!"

No one moved.

"What?"

Someone cleared their throat.

"What?"

"Babe..umm..ah…"

John Cena began only to be interrupted.

"I see Keeley's boobies! I see Keeley naked!"

"Huh?"

Keeley looked down and found that she was completely naked. She grabbed the sheet to quickly cover herself up as she turned red allover.

"Umm…okay well I have embarrassed myself enough could everyone get the hell out?"

"Wow. John no wonder you wanted to hit that. She is freaking hot! Taylor's sister is a hot mamai too!"

John was about to smack Rey and probably cause an impromptu wrestling match to break out, but he was beaten to it by Taylor hitting him on the back of the head.

"No looking at my sister! You are mine! Not hers!"

"Huh? When did I become yours, I don't remember this conversation."

Rey looks at Taylor, who suddenly hits him again and slaps him across the face.

The Mexican wrestler thinks better of staying in the room and quickly exits to be followed by a tall fire breathing dragon called Taylor. Randy and John had to scramble to get out of the way. It was during the scramble that John noticed Randy was staring awfully hard in Keeley's direction. John's eyes narrowed.

"John what the hell?"

Randy yelled as he was suddenly attacked from the side by Cena, the weight of the young man causing both to fall to the floor. Cena hit Randy a few times while yelling "this is 'cause ya was lookin' at Keeley."

"John, man, I wasn't looking I swear."

"Like hell!"

"I swear man."

Randy said as he managed to get out from under the brown haired man, rushing up from the floor, backing away from Cena holding up his hands.

"Hey man I wasn't the only one looking. Rey was too!"

"So ya admit it!"

Cena yelled as he came towards Cena a fist forming.

"Hey man why are you focusing all your anger on me? What about Rey!"

He yelled as he ducked underneath Cena's arm, backing up the other way.

"I think Taylor can handle him. No ya dug a hole, now ya ain't gettin' out."

Cena said as he caught up with the former WWE Heavyweight Champion.

"You little bastard."

"Hey man keep this up and I will defend myself."

"I'd like to see ya try, little prissy bitch!"

"Hey I am not a prissy bitch. That is it…"

Randy let John catch him and was about to hit him when he felt a body come between them.

"Boys…stop it.."

Too bad the person chose just them to interfere as Cena had had a fist in position to connect with the Legend Killer's face. No instead of hitting the intended target of Orton's face, John's right fist connected with none other than Krista's face.

"Oh shit!" Both men said at one time as Randy reached out to catch the young woman as she fell laying her gently on the floor before getting up and giving John a murderous look.

"You ass hole! Look what you did! You hit Krista. I am so going to kick your ass now!"

John had to flee this time as Randy came straight at him fists ready to connect with any part of Cena.

But before either man could land another blow, a voice was heard.

"You idiotic children."

Keeley yelled at both men as she made her way to her fallen sister exiting her closet where she had found a robe to put on.

Randy made his way over from his spot beside Cena and bent down to pick the woman up. She didn't move at all, signaling to all that she was out cold.

He half carried/half dragged her to the bed.

Cena was still in shock. He hadn't meant to hit her; he wanted to hit his weasel of a friend, not his girlfriend's sister. Geez, he was so not getting any for a long time.

"Is she alright?"

Cena finally spoke up earning a death glare from Keeley.

"She just got hit by a bodybuilding freak that is my supposed boyfriend…how the hell do you think she is?"

"Umm I think she will be fine. It just looks like she fainted, so when she comes to I would say she'll have a hell of a headache and maybe a bruise on her jaw. Damn man you hit her pretty hard. And I should hit you back for it. Damn it."

"Thanks for the commentary captain obvious. I meant to hit yo' ass."

"Well if you two hadn't been acting like such children this wouldn't have happened. Shit. You two are morons. Now Randy go get some ice from the kitchen and John go get a damn wash cloth and hurry the hell up."

John rolled his eyes but went to do Keeley's bidding as did Randy, leaving Krista and Keeley alone.

-X-X-

In the mean time….

Rey was running away from a vengeful Taylor, sadly he wasn't quick enough.

Taylor caught up with the short wrestler in the living room, cornering him on the couch and holding him down.

"How dare you! You say and act like you like me then you practically hit on my sister right in front of me? What are you dense or something?"

She began to slap him with her hands.

"Mami, Mami, stop! I swear I wasn't in my right mind! It was the teal fairy he made me say it! I told you how I get when I drink tequila. Well I see teal fairies! Now you know and so did you! So you have no room to accuse me of anything. I saw how you looked at prissy bitch and vanilla ice!"

"That is not an excuse!"

"Yes it is! When you drink you can blame everything on the alcohol!"

Taylor sat back at this. She actually seemed to think about it.

"Fine. So you are saying the alcohol made you say it? But you shouldn't be drunk anymore. Won't work you annoying little clown!"

"I am not an annoying little clown you gigantic freak!"

"I am not a gigantic freak."

Taylor leaned forward in attack position once again, only to be stopped by Rey's hands snaking into her hair and pulling her down for a kiss.

-X-X-

Meanwhile…

A worried Keeley was bent over her younger sister, who was still unconscious.

Keeley knew for sure she sure as hell wasn't going to work today.

She lightly tapped on Krista's cheek.

"Krista? Krista, sweetie, you have to wake up! I really don't feel like going to the hospital. Krista?"

Keeley continued to get no response out of her sister.

She was about to resume tapping when she heard heavy footsteps signaling the return of the WWE Champion. John made his way over to the bed and handed Keeley the wash cloth. His hand lightly brushing with hers, but she quickly pulled her hand back.

Keeley brought the cool cloth up to Krista's forehead, then sat back and looked at the man who was standing there.

"You are an idiot. You know that right? So what if Orton saw me naked…do you realized Krista could have handled him? Don't you think that we women can take care of ourselves? Oh wait you're a chauvinistic asshole who doesn't' think I can take care of myself. So you took your aggression out on my sister. Well you know what…"

Keeley's voice had steady grown more loud as she continued her chastising.

John was slowly backing away, holding his hands up in surrender.

"Would it help if I said I was sorry and didn't mean to hit her?"

He looked hopeful, only to have his hopes dashed as a book came flying his way.

"Throwin' things won't make her wake up any faster."

"Yes but it will make me feel better!"

"Hey…that was close!"

Cena yelled as several cd cases came sailing towards him, which he dodged, but they distracted his as he was suddenly hit in the head by what appeared to be a box of condoms, then a cell phone.

"Hey woman…where were ya hidin' these? We coulda used those!"

"Ouch!"

He yelled once more as a shoe hit him now.

"Fine! Hey was that my cell phone you threw at me?"

John stood steal as it seemed the air assault was finally over. He rubbed several sore spots.

"Ya didn't have to throw stuff at me!"

"Oh yes I did! You hit my sister! And now I have to call in sick to work because I can't leave you idiots alone otherwise I'd get a call probably telling me my house was burning down!"

"No ya wouldn't. Damn it woman..."

John didn't finish his thought though as Randy had returned to the room.

"Hey would you two shut the hell up and pay attention to the unconscious woman?"

Keeley looked angry, but not at anyone in particular, more than likely herself as she had forgotten about Krista for a few minutes.

Keeley walked over to Randy and plucked the ice from his grasp and went to put it in the cloth and then put it on Krista's chin, which was already turning an angry shade of purple and being to slightly swell.

Ready made his way back into the room and took in the scattered objects.

He raised an eyebrow at his friend.

"She get mad at ya? Hmm. I would have done more than throw stuff at you."

"Oh really what would you do you pansy ass bitch!"

"I am warning you Cena, you might me my best friend, but right now I could so hit the shit out of you!"

"Would you two shut the hell up? I think she is coming to!"

And indeed the young woman was. She had begun to groan and squelched up her eyes in an effort to block out the overhead light.

"Aww…okay what the hell happened?"

She said as she finally gave in and opened her eyes.

"Dumbass one and dumbass two decided to fight and well you got caught in the middle."

"Great. So why are they still breathing?"

Krista asked as she looked up at Keeley then gave a pointed stare at the pair of wrestlers.

"Good question."

Came a voice from the door.

All four looked to the door and saw….