Sick Of It

"I'll be back in like ten minutes," Trish said running out of the room.

While Trish was gone Keira looked through her bags to find something provocative to wear. Finally she found an outfit that she liked and put it on. It was a tight, black spaghetti strap shirt, it had a ripped effect on the bottom. The shirt wasn't enough just by itself so Keira looked around longer and found a black fishnet ensemble, she put the stomach one on and two on the arms that had leather bands with studs. Then she put on tight polyester pants that were slit almost to the knee.

Then Trish came bursting into the room.

"Wow," Trish said.

"You like?" Keira asked a little worried.

"I think it's more than like," Trish said looking at her. "What about moi?"

"Stunningly gorgeous," Keira said impressed.

Trish was wearing a short black halter top that slashed off to the right side, she put her belly ring in, and was also wearing white pants that had silver studs all around the outline. She just had her hair down and straight, thanks to the spa who had done their hair.

"I think that I actually have something that would go well with your outfit," Trish said looking at Keira. "Come to my room."

Trish grabbed Keira's hand and pulled her to her own room.

"Here," Trish said giving her a taupe sash/belt.

Keira put it on and Trish stepped back and looked at her.

"Still doesn't look completely desirable," Trish said thinking. "Ah ha! I got it!" Trish said and grabbed the belt and twisted it to the right. "Shazam baby!"

"That is so awesome!" Keira said looking at herself in the mirror. "But I don't have shoes that would go with this."

"Leave that to me," Trish said and opened a bag that was from top to bottom filled with shoes. Trish speedily threw shoes left and right until she found the pair that she was looking for. "Here."

Keira tried the shoes on and they fit perfectly. The heels were about three and half inches, taupe as well and they were straps that went up to close to the knee. Then she looked in the mirror and everything fit perfectly.

"Finishing touches!" Trish yelled and helped Keira put in a pair of earrings. "Beautiful baby!"

"Thank you so much!" Keira cried and hugged Trish.

"No problemo," Trish said. "But we should change up your hair a little bit."

"Like how?" Keira asked looking in the mirror.

Trish looked at her hair, pulled her long bangs out and tucked the left one behind her ear leaving the left one out and slightly covering her eye. Then Trish parted the rest down the middle and straightened it.

"Goddamn we look good," Trish said looking in the mirror. "We definitely need to capture this moment."

Keira ran to her room and grabbed her digital camera. They set the camera up on the table, set the timer, posed together about ten times and then headed out towards the bar.

The two received numerous whistles while they were crossing the street.

"So what exactly are we doing again?" Trish asked confused.

"We're going to the bar to go and tease the gentlemen," Keira said laughing.

"Ah, I knew there was a reason," Trish said laughing.

The two girls walked into a bar and heard tonnes of people talking and laughing.

"Sweet!" A man yelled and ran over to Trish and Keira. The man picked Trish up and spun her around. "You are definitely beautiful!"

"I knew that fool," Trish said laughing. Then she looked at Keira who was in shock. "Oh sorry, Keira this is Rob, Rob this is Keira."

"Hi," Rob said and stuck his hand out.

"Hey," Keira said looking past Rob and trying to find Randy.

After a few seconds Keira spotted him with a couple of other guys.

"Whatcha up to?" Keira whispered in his ear.

"Holy shit!" Randy jumped. He looked at Keira and his jaw dropped. "You look…"

"Spit it out Sparky," Keira said sitting seductively on the bar stool.

"So goddamn sexy," Randy said still in awe.

"Your shot," the other guy said referring to the pool table.

Randy took his eyes off of Keira and looked at the table. "Three ball, corner pocket." Randy called the shot and hit it.

"Nice one babe," Keira said wrapping her arms around randy from behind.

Randy leaned back, kissed her and then left to take another shot. When Randy had taken his shot the other guy jumped up and almost spit out his beer.

"You can't do that," he said laughing.

"You did it before," Randy said defensively.

"That was different," the other guy replied. "It was my turn."

"Sit your ass down," Randy said poking him in the stomach and forcing him to sit down.

Randy looked at the table and then at Keira.

"What?" She asked confused.

"Call it," Randy said.

"I'm not calling your game," Keira said.

"C'mon, challenge me," Randy said.

"Give him the easiest shot, he won't make it," the other guy said laughing.

"Do you want to take this outside John?" Randy asked.

"Wouldn't wanna hurt ya," John replied raising his beer. "Hurry up before I get completely drunk."

"Six ball, right corner," Keira said to Randy.

Randy took a look at the table and looked back at Keira. "That, is very rude, Ms. Langdon."

Keira laughed. The shot was almost impossible.

"You heard the girl," John said to Randy. "Now take the shot you baby."

"Alright," Randy said rolling his eyes. "Six ball, corner pocket."

"Right corner pocket," John corrected him.

"Put a sock in it," Randy said.

Randy attempted the shot and came pretty close to getting it in, instead Randy ended up sinking the eight ball.

"Victory is mine!" John said raising his arms.

"You cheated!" Randy accused.

"And how did I cheat this time?" John asked curiously.

"You used my own girlfriend against me," Randy said.

"That's your girlfriend?" John asked in shock.

"Do you have a problem with that?" Randy asked leaning against Keira.

"No," John said smiling and containing his laughter.

"What is so funny to you Cena?" Rob asked.

"That's his…that's his…oh god…" John said falling against the bar and bursting out laughing.

Keira all of a sudden became very self-conscious.

"What's so funny about that?" Trish asked.

"How in the world did he manage to attract a fine piece of woman like that?" John asked. "Usually Randy attracts skanks, he finally found a girl who's sexy."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Randy asked.

"Have you seen the dirty whores that you've gone out with before?" John asked.

"He's got a point there," Rob agreed.

"Gonna have to concur with him," Rey replied.

"So I admit that there's been a few questionable ones in the past," Randy said laughing.

"A few?" Rey, Rob, John and Trish all asked at the same time.

"Okay, okay," Randy said laughing. "Sit down."

"No can do," John said looking at his watch. "I have to get going, the boss wants to see me."

"Have fun with that," Randy called out to him as he was leaving.

"Let's get out of here," Keira whispered into Randy's ear.

"Alright!" Randy said quickly and picked Keira up. "See you assholes later!"

Everyone laughed as the couple left the building.

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On Thursday Randy was uncharacteristically quiet self-absorbed.

"Ten minutes," Keira said looking at the clock on the wall.

When there was no reply Keira walked further into the locker room and found Randy staring at the floor.

"Are you feeling alright?" Keira asked concerned.

"What?" Randy asked a couple minutes later.

"What's going on?" Keira asked.

"Nothing," Randy said standing up.

"If you don't want to tell me then there's nothing that I can do about it," Keira said. "Ready?"

"Yeah," he said softly. "Let's just get this over with."

Keira just gave him a weird glance but thought no more of it. She followed him out to ringside just as she had done for the previous four months.

Once Randy's music had stopped, he waited for his opponent's music to start but that didn't happen. Instead Vince McMahon's music started.

"What's going on?" Keira asked Randy.

Randy shrugged his shoulders as Vince stood at the top of the ramp.

"Cut the music," Vince said and then he looked directly at Randy. "I still don't know if I can fully trust you Orton. So to prove your trust to me you have to face someone, of my choosing, right here, right now!"

Randy gave him the motion to continue.

"Tonight your opponent will not be The Undertaker, as previously scheduled, but John Cena!" Vince shouted.

Randy didn't look too shocked, he just nodded in agreement. So that was why Randy had been so out of it in the previous days, he couldn't help but think about the terrible deed that he ad to do just to earn admiration from the boss. The only thing that Keira could do was watch, wait and pray that John would could out victorious.

John's music started to play and he came down to the ring. Randy gave him a look that looked as if John was a complete stranger.

The match started and the two men couldn't have been more evenly matched. That was until Randy resorted to low blows and dirty tactics to help give him a slight advantage over his best friend.

After some time Randy forced John to tap out. When the bell sounded to end the match Randy continued the abuse on John until he was out cold on the mat. Randy looked at Keira.

"Get it," Randy said to her.

Keira stared at him.

"Get it now!" Randy yelled.

John rolled over in the ring, slowly regaining consciousness. When Randy noticed he turned around and sustained the brutal attack. Keira stood at the side of the ring watching with commiseration.

"Do as your told!" Randy yelled at her again.

Keira looked up at him again, this time flipping him off in front of everybody in the whole arena. The look on Randy's face was priceless for the few seconds before fear crept over Keira's entire body.

Randy leapt down from the ring and grabbed her arm. He roughly pushed her up the ramp. "Get out of here you little backstabbing tramp, I don't need you, I don't need anyone."

Keira continued walking out of the main area when she looked up and saw Randy going to get the steel chair. She stopped at the top of the ramp and turned around to face the ring. But he didn't go for the steel chair. Keira continued to watch oddly engrossed in what he was going for. He had the apron on the ring raised and he was looking for something else. He finally stood up and spun a sledge hammer in his hand. Randy climbed into the ring, with his back to the ramp and Keira.

Randy started kicking John in the ribs so that he would get up. Keira quickly made a dash for the ring to get the sledge hammer away from Randy. It clearly didn't matter who it was in the ring with him anymore. Keira slid into the ring without Randy noticing. Randy pulled the sledge hammer back, swiftly, to drive it into John but instead the butt-end ended up hitting Keira in the head, just off to the right side of her eye, precisely on the bone.

Keira fell down, out cold, onto the mat. Randy dropped the sledge hammer to the ground and looked at the woman laying on the mat at his feet.

This was the last thing that was supposed to happen, Randy thought.

He dropped to his knees beside Keira and rubbed the pad of his thumb against her cheek. She let out a few whimpers of pain. Randy slid out of the ring and gently pulled her towards himself. He lifted Keira up and she instinctively wrapped her arm around Randy's neck

"It'll be okay," he whispered into her ear.

Randy carried her into the back to the awaiting EMT's.

"We'll take it from here," the EMT said and closed the door.

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Keira awoke with a pounding in her temple.

"Hey sleepy," Trish said from the side of the bed.

"What happened?" Keira asked looking around as she felt her head and instantly regretted it. She moment she touched her head the pulsation became ten times worse and she let out a scream of pain which only added to the pain from the other two occurrences.

"Maybe you should just go back to sleep," Trish suggested.

"What happened?" Keira asked again.

"Umm…Randy kinda hit you in the head with a sledge hammer," Trish said afraid.

"Trish," Keira said. "How the hell do you 'kinda' hit someone in the head with a mallet?"

"I was still trying to figure that one out but you woke up," Trish explained.

"Ah," Keira said looking around. "What time is it?"

"Ten o'clock," Trish said.

"I've only been unconscious for an hour?" Keira asked amazed.

"No, it's ten o'clock in the morning," Trish said to her. "It's been thirteen hours."

"Uh-huh," Keira said rolling her eyes only to realize that that hurt as well.

"I'm serious," Trish said turning the television on to the morning show.

"That's a rare occurrence," Keira said.

"What's a rare occurrence?" Trish asked.

"You were actually right," Keira said laughing.

"If you weren't laying in a hospital bed right now I would beat the living daylights out of you for that comment," Trish said.

"So where exactly is Randy?" Keira asked.

"He's just outside," Trish said motioning to the hallway. "His dad's out there giving him the lecture of his lifetime."

"He deserves it," Keira said closing her eyes. "I'll wake up in a little while."

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This time when Keira woke up it was Randy who was sitting at her bedside.

"What do you want?" Keira asked.

"I wanted to apologize baby," Randy said despondently. "I never should've said those things to you and you know that I would never mean to hit you."

Keira gathered her emotions before she spoke. "Randy, do you remember our conversation after you left the bruises on my hips?" Keira voice was becoming shaky.

"Yes," Randy said slowly.

"I'm going to stick by my word," Keira said to him. "This relationship, or whatever it is to you, is now legitimately and authoritatively over, done, complete, terminated. I'm sick of all this bullshit."

"But Keira…"

"No," Keira said cutting him off. "No exceptions."

"Keer…"

"Would you just leave!" Keira said feeling the tears forming in her eyes.

Randy looked at her, nodded, got up and left.

"That was one of the hardest things that I've ever had to do," Keira said as Trish came back into the room.

"It'll become easier to deal with it," Trish said. "I just signed your release papers, here are your clothes, get dressed and I'll wait out in the lobby for you."

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The next couple of days Keira stayed in her hotel room with an icepack on her head. The pounding was persistent and it was driving her insane.

She was getting sick of being stuck inside a hotel room so while Trish was practicing with her trainer Keira walked outside with her icepack in tow.

Keira sat down on the curb and rest her head in her hand that contained the icepack.

"That was because of me, wasn't it?"

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