Fragile Hearts
I'm sure you all guessed who the mystery woman is, it's none other than Melina! I haven't seen (m)any Melina/Randy fics out there, so I thought about this one being a little more different than the usual Trish/Randy and Stacy/Randy stuff.
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Disclaimer: Do we have to go through that again?
Note: Words, or sentences in italics thoughts of people.
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He didn't know where he was going. He couldn't go back home, because his family wanted nothing to do with him at the moment. They thought he had tarnished the legacy of the Orton family with his bad behavior; and after hearing about his suspension, it was even worse for them. They didn't want to see him until he fixed his himself up.
He sighed then connected his iPod with the car kit. He turned it on, one of his favorite Metallica songs was playing. He slightly smiled, music served to calm him down and momentarily make him forget about his problems. But this time, it was different. The problems were too overwhelming to be easily forgotten.
Yes, he fucked up. And he fucked up big time. He treated women like shit, because he thought they were all alike. He thought all of them wanted to hurt him, and he had a reason to think that way…he didn't want to think about that reason, because it brought back so many painful memories.
He shook those thoughts out of his head.
"I'm not going to sit there feeling sorry for myself. I need to do something. I can't lose my job. I just can't. I love wrestling too much, it's been in my blood ever since I was little, and I can't give up on all of that now. I have to do something."
But what could he do? Vince McMahon didn't was fed up with his actions. Johnny Ace hated his guts, the wrestlers barely tolerated him. What could he do? His friends aren't his friends anymore. No one wanted anything to do with him, maybe except for HER.
Randy smiled when his thoughts drifted to her.
Melina Perez.
He still couldn't believe that she went out of her way to see goodbye to him. He didn't know that she cared enough to do that, maybe she just felt sorry for him? But what was there to feel sorry for? He was at wrong, and he got punished.
Maybe she just cared? He hoped that was the case.
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Back at the Green Bay hotel (yeah, I have no clue about any names of hotels there, so I'll just call it that), Melina was sitting on one of the beds of the room she shared with her colleague, Jillian Hall.
"I'm so glad they finally decided to suspend his ass," Jillian exclaimed, happily.
"But don't you think that an indefinite suspension is just too much? Remember, he's one of SmackDown's top stars! And with the injuries of Rey and Kurt, what's going to happen to SmackDown now?" Melina knew that SmackDown's fate was not her top concern, but she didn't want Jillian to know that.
"I'm sure SmackDown will do just fine. It's been through a lot before, I'm sure we'll be able to manage with or without Orton."
"What about Rey and Kurt?"
"Rey has been resting for a week now, he's going to work through that knee injury of his. And as for Kurt, I hope he takes some time off too, then he'll come back as good as ever. And remember, Batista and Ken Kennedy are about to come back too."
"Yeah, you're right….." said an unsure Melina.
"What's up with you, anyways?" asked a curious Jillian.
"Huh? Nothing." Shit, if she found out about my crush on Randy…I'll be the laughing stock of the whole locker room.
"Hmmm, okay. If you say so," the blonde replied, still not fully convinced.
"Well, it's late. I'm going to sleep. We're leaving early tomorrow, so I need all the sleep I can get. Goodnight."
With that, Melina pulled the covers over her, and closed her eyes.
"Yeah, you're right. Night, 'Lina"
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It was 11 pm, and Randy was still driving on a road that he didn't even know. He decided to stop the car for a moment, to think about where he should go.
"Why did I leave the hotel? I could've just stayed there. Where the hell am I going to go now? St.Louis? Nah. Fuck this." Good thing that no one was there, because people would've thought that he was insane, talking to himself like that.
"Think, Randy, think! Ha! 'Randy' and 'think' in the same sentence! The irony!"
He got out of his car and kept pacing back and forth. There were no cars on that road, it was as if it was deserted. The wind was blowing and Randy started feeling cold. He cursed himself for putting in one of his bags. Of course, he couldn't get it out now.
"Damnit, where the hell am I anyways?" He was frustrated. He was lost, and he didn't know where to go or what to do.
"Good thing that I fueled the car this morning, at least I thought ahead for once!"
He got back to his car, and went back to drive to wherever he'll get to.
After an hour, he found some lights flashing, he looked closely and found out that it was a hotel.
"Wooo! Guess I still have some luck, eh?"
He parked his car and got his stuff out of the back, he carried everything and made it to the hotel lobby.
He approached the receptionist and got himself a single room just for that night.
He then got up to his room, and got his stuff there too. He was exhausted, so he quickly hopped in the shower and changed. He went to lie down on his bed, and drifted to sleep from exhaustion.
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Melina kept tossing and turning in her bed, she just couldn't sleep. She had a lot on her mind. Why do I like him that way? He's been nothing but an ass to everyone. But he's never been an ass to me. He can be a very good person if he wants to, I know he can, it's just that feeling I have. And besides, he was nothing but nice to me, I don't know why me…maybe he likes me too? Nah, I don't think so. No one needs to find out about my crush, I'm sure I'll get showered with tons of lectures about what an ass he is and blah blah blah. But then again, they may be right, and I sure as hell don't want to get hurt again. I need to get rid of those thoughts. I don't even know if Randy likes me back, and I know that my friends won't let me be with him…that's if he ever comes back to the WWE.
Melina tossed those ideas out of her mind, then finally drifted back to sleep.
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Randy woke up at 9 am, quickly took a shower then changed. He wasn't hungry, so he didn't feel like having breakfast.
He sat on the edge of his bed, thinking about what he was going to do next.
"I only booked this room for one night, should I just stay here for a while longer or what?"
"Blah, I'm sick of hotels. I need to stay at someone's place, maybe I should call Dave"
Batista has been injured for months, and has always been one of Randy's closest friends. He wasn't there when Randy's behavior started getting out of hand, so, according to Randy, he should still be cool with him.
Randy grabbed his cell phone and dialed the big man's number.
"Hello?" came the reply of a sleepy Dave.
"Yo, Dave! How's it going man? Did I wake you up?"
"Orton?"
"Yeah, man it's me!"
"What the hell do you want?" Uh oh, a grumpy Batista was never a good thing to deal with.
"Listen. I'm at this hotel near Green Bay. You know I got suspended and shit, so I need somewhere to stay other than in this crappy hotel. So, do you mind if I came over?"
"Yeah, I heard about your suspension. What the hell did you do this time, Orton?"
"I'll tell you about it later, bro. So, what do you say?"
"Okay, fine. Angie and the girls are at their aunt's for two weeks, so yeah you can come over if you want. Now let me go back to sleep."
"Thanks, man. You're the best. I'll be there in a few hours."
"Yeah, whatever. Bye."
Then Randy heard a click.
"Well, that wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. At least I still got someone to talk to."
He packed his stuff, and headed to the lobby where he checked out. He then drove off to Washington D.C, where his friend resided.
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Meanwhile, the SmackDown Divas were having breakfast back at the Green Bay hotel.
"So, where are we heading to, next?" asked Kristal.
"We're going to St.Louis, we're going to spend a few nights there, and then there will be a supershow on Monday." Jillian answered.
"Cool! A super show! We'll get to go out with the other girls!" Kristal was ecstatic, "We're gonna have so much fun."
Melina didn't bother getting herself into their silly conversation, she had a lot of thinking to do.
"Hey Melina, why are you so quiet, girl?" Jillian asked, a little concerned.
"Um, I just have nothing to say?" the short brunette offered.
"Oh come on, you always have something to say. What's on your mind?" Jillian knew that her friend wasn't being herself lately. She didn't know what was wrong with her though, and being the good friend that she was, she intended on finding out what was wrong with her fellow worker.
"Nothing's on my mind, really. I'm gonna go and pack my stuff. We have to go in an hour, you know?"
"Oh yeah! We need to get ready!" Kristal quickly added.
With that, the girls left and went back to their rooms to get ready to leave.
St.Louis, huh? I wonder if he's going to be there. Stop thinking about him, Melina! Gosh! The girls are getting suspicious.
"Here we go again, Melina is in La-la land yet again. You know you've been doing that for a while now? Seriously, what's up with you? Talk to me, I'm your best friend." Jillian was getting more and more suspicious with her friend's behavior. "Thinking about a certain someone? I know that look, girl! So, who's the lucky stud?"
"Jillian, there's nothing going on, and no I'm not thinking about anyone. So, please, just drop it." Melina was getting a little irritated with her friend. She knew that Jillian was only looking out for her, but this was a little too much.
"Okay okay, no need to bite my head off. Geez. I'm just saying that if you want to talk about anything, I'm here."
"I know, I'm sorry that I snapped at you. But there's nothing going on, seriously."
"Okay, if you say so." Jillian wasn't fully convinced, but she decided to drop it for the time being.
Am I being that obvious? I don't want anyone to find out about my crush. I can't imagine what their reaction would be. But hey, why do I care so much about their reaction anyways? This is my life. I can like whoever the hell I want, right?
But Randy? Randy's different…I can't put my finger on what exactly I like about him. He's got that mysterious persona that is so intriguing. All of his asshole tactics are just a façade to hide his true self…Whoa, where am I getting all of this from? I'm really becoming delusional. I don't even know him all that much, all I know is that he's been nothing but nice to me, and that's it.
Of all people, why did I have to like HIM!
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Will Batista be as friendly as he once was to Randy? Or will he treat him differently?
Will Melina's friends find out about her crush? What will their reaction be?
Will Melina act upon her feelings, or will she just let them pass?
What is going on in Randy's mind? And what is he going to do during his suspension time?
Find out in the next chapters!
Yeah, nothing major happened in this chapter, I know. I promise that the next chapters will be more interesting than that.
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Till next chapter. Ciao.