Pairings: None at the moment
Author's Note: It's kind of a long chapter. Sorry it took me so long.. I worked on it a bit at a time, daily after homework in the band office during school. Very secretive though lol.
Disclaimer: I only own Keelyn. Becky is an actual person, or at least I hear Randy's real little sister's name is Becky lol. I think she's the only one you may not recognize.
Thank You's: Girl42069; FreakofNature21; LO LOOOOOOOOOOOO a.k.a. my lover XD
Dedications: To my Lo Lo.. Tomorrow (12/13) is her big 1-9 so, this is you for love XD

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Chapter Three
Scared
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"How're ya feelin' sleepyhead?" Keelyn smiles at Becky as she takes a seat on the arm of the couch in the living room, the same one Becky's seated on at the moment.

"I feel like I got hit by a bus."

"You look it too." She turns to look over her shoulder and sees Randy with a sheepish grin etched across his face as he takes a sip of his drink and places it next to his seat on the counter. Keelyn sees John leaning back against the counter next to Randy, and smiles in return to the smile he offered. "I'm kiddin', Kee."

"Don't listen to him, K.J. He looks like he gets hit by a bus on a daily basis." Randy pushes John to the side as the Champ rolls his eyes. With his drink in one hand, he grabs a soda for Keelyn before walking into the living room. He hands it to the blonde, who moves onto the couch, in between the arm rest and Becky. John takes the seat next to her as she turns to face him, smiling brightly at him.

Randy throws his hands up and walks into the living room. "Fine, everyone just leave me in there. All alone, mind you. Jackasses."

The young blonde smirks as she faces John. "Was anyone listening to what the drama queen had to say?" John shrugs and wraps his arm around her small frame, and pulls her close, as she rests her head on his shoulder.

"Who's up for orderin' food? Pizza? Chinese?"

"Is that all you ever think of big bro?" Becky asks with a smirk almost identical to Randy playing across her lips.

"Yes, Beck. As a matter of fact, yeah, it is."

"Glad to see Kacelyn takes up a spot in that measly mind of yours." She shoots back as a joke.

"Shut up, Beck. Come on, you're comin' to get food with me. Kee, stay home and rest, John keep her company." John nods as Keelyn snuggles more into John's side. Becky stands up from the couch and walks over to the small every day shoe rack next to the front door of the apartment and slips on a pair of black flip flops.

"Beck, you are aware those are my shoes."

"Yep." She flashes her a smile before following Randy out the door.

John rubs Keelyn's back as she continues to rest her head on his chest. "Have ya been sleepin' Kee. And be honest with me, ya see exhausted."

"I can't really get to sleep." She shrugs and lets out a soft yawn. "Every time I close my eyes, I just see him there. I can't help it Johnny. I was frightened out of my mind."

"You got no idea what that night did to me, Kee. After Becky found ya, and obviously called 911, she called Randy, who I was rooming with at the time. My heart stopped, I swear, Baby Girl. You mean so much to me, that I'd go crazy if somethin' happened to ya."

"Way to get all emotional on me." She sucks her lower lip into her mouth and plays around with her rings, especially the one on her middle finger, the silver band with an amethyst stone that John gave her for Christmas last year. A smile crosses her face as she remembered him being so proud of himself for remembering what stone what hers. Since her birthday is February 28th, John could never remember which stone was hers. "I heard what you said at the hospital, Johnny." He raises his eyebrow as she leans her head back a bit to watch him closely. "'Bout how I should tell you about this shit. Truth be told, I knew he was always capable of it, but I never actually thought he would do something like this to me, y'know?"

"I get it. And I swear to ya, Baby Girl, if I so much as see his punk ass walking around here, I ain't gunna hesitate to kick his ass."

She shakes her head and reaches over to take one of his much larger hands into her tiny ones. Their fingers interlock, as a smile slowly reaches her face. "Don't. You have to promise me you won't touch or hurt him in any way."

"How can ya stick up for him, Kee. And ya should know I can't make that promise to ya. Ya mean way too much to me to let him get away with even just putting his hand on ya in that way, but-- well."

"Just say it, John. He raped me." She can feel John slightly fidget when the words hit him. "I've grown to understand and accept the fact."

"Don't just accept it, Kee." He continues to run his hand through her as well as rub her knuckles. "Ya gunna get through this, and I promise I'll be behind ya the entire way." Her smile slowly brightens and fully reaches her eyes. "Why don't ya get some sleep, babe. I know ya need it."

"Stay with me. I may be able to get in a little bit of a nap if I know you're with me."

John plants a kiss to the top of her head as he readjusts on the couch, which moves her in between his legs, her head resting comfortably on his chest, and her body curled up in a ball. "I ain't goin' anywhere, Baby Girl. It'd take an army to get me away from ya right now." She closes her eyes and just when she drifts off into sleep, the vision of Drew swinging at her when he had her cowered into the corner runs through her mind. As if it's showing the entire assault in slow motion, she grips onto John's shirt. Keelyn tries to fight through them, but the speed of the episode of her life in her mind quickens. She had enough as she lets out a light scream.

The blonde opens her eyes and sits up on John's lap, just moments before starting to pant. He wraps both arms around her fragile body, and tries anything in his mind to calm her down. Her tiny body starts to shake in his arms and her lower lip starts to tremble. John places a hand under her chin and turns it so she faces him. He notices the tears just streaming down her face, with no sign of stopping. The champ places a hand to either side of her face and tries to wipe away the tears. "I couldn't do it, Johnny."

"It's okay, babe. It's something we can work on, together." The door to the apartment opens as Becky and Randy walk in, the Youngest World Heavyweight Champion carrying to pizza boxes, as Becky has a bag from Domino's. Keelyn quickly tries to wipe away any sign of crying, and looks to John to see if he would be able to tell if he was Becky or Randy. He shrugs and watches her look away from the brother and sister twosome. "You hungry?" She shakes her head and watches him closely, his medium shade blue eyes looking greatly concerned. "Want to go hang out in your room." She shakes her head again and swallows the lump in her throat. "Guest room?"

"I guess."

Keelyn gets up and puts on a fake smile for Becky, before slowly starting down the hall to the guest bedroom as John stands up from the couch and walks towards the two Orton's. "Leave some for us, 'cause she ain't hungry now. We'll be back in a little bit."

"John, what's wrong with her?"

He turns to his best friend and shrugs. "Honestly, I don't really know. I know as much as she's letting me know. She can still feel him here and those memories are flashin' back to her so fast, man, and it's scarin' the shit out of her."

"That's understandable I guess." Randy nods in agreeance to what Becky just said. John leaves the two to watch his back as he continues the path Keelyn just took. Unbeknownst to everyone, Keelyn, Becky, and more specifically Randy, John has held in feelings for the youngest Reinhardt for quite some time. He always knew about Drew and Keelyn's on and off six year relationship, but the feelings John had were just too strong to throw away. He walks through the open door to the guest bedroom, and sees Keelyn cleaning it up.

"Kee, what are ya doing?" She stops what she was doing at the moment, and has one of his "Hustle, Loyalty, Respect" shirts in her hand.

She raises an eyebrow as if to her he just asked a completely stupid question and tosses the shirt on his duffle bag. "Well, seeing as though you don't know how to clean up after yourself, I took it upon myself to clean up for you."

John walks over to Keelyn and places a gentle hand to her waist. "Leave it, Kee."

"John-." He cuts her off by placing a finger to her lips as a smile crosses his own. She crosses her arms over her chest and lets out a sigh. In a huff, Keelyn walks over to the bed in the center of the room. She slips under the heavy blankets and snuggles into the bed. Seeing as though Kee and Becky loved heavy blankets and warmth, they decided even though it's the middle of July to have the air conditioner on very high. John walks over to the other side of the bed and slides in next to the blonde. He rests his arm and pulls her closer to him. "Johnny."

"Hmm.."

"What if he comes back?" To be completely honest, John never let himself think of that type of situation. He knew if Drew had ever come back, there would be hell to pay, and John would stop at nothing to make him pay for what he did to Kee. But as if on instinct, he pulls her close to his body and places a kiss to her forehead.

"Don't think about that, Baby Girl. If he does, which would not be a good plan on his part, Rando and I would stop at nothin' to take him out. Maybe not kill him, cuz that won't land us anywhere good." She rests her head against his chest as he rubs her back soothingly. "As long as I'm here, nothin's gunna happen to ya, babe."

"How can you be so sure? You can't always be here." John moves his hand to her cheek and runs his thumb up and down her most evident bruise. "I'm so scared, Johnny."

"Come out on the road with me."

She shakes her head against his touch before pulling her lip into her mouth. "I can't, John. I'd love to, but I just can't. I have my senior year of classes and I need to graduate so now I can get the fuck out of this place."

"Kee, ya classes don't start 'til the beginnin' of September, so ya have over a month and a half left. It's eitha that or you and Becky are stayin' at my place in Miami."

"John, please." She watches him shake his head. "I won't do that to you. I'll be fine, really. Stop worrying yourself."

"Hey Kee!" The twosome hears Randy call from the kitchen. "There's mail for you!" She rolls her eyes and slips John's hand away from her side before sliding out of bed.

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End Chapter.

I kind of like this chapter. A bit. I don't know. It'll get better. This "day" lasts forever.. I'm still writing the same day, in chapter 5 lol.

-A.J. a.k.a. Heart 2 Handgun