Love

SUMMARY: She's John Cena's sister, he's John's best friend. What happens when they fall for each other? What happens when he finds out about her past? Will he fix her broken heart? Will John find out about the couple? Are they in Love? OC/RANDYORTON

STARRING: Randy Orton/Michaela Cnea, John Cena/Lita, Trish/Jeff Hardy, Stephanie/Paul, Dave/Victoria (NOT ALL OF THESE PEOPLE WILL BE MENTIONED FROM THE BEGINNING.

A/N: John Cena is on Smackdown in this fic, for now lol!

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Chapter 2

At six, Randy arrived, he picked me up and we drove to the club, my face was emotionless, how was I meant to feel after that nightmare? And John wasn't even here, nor was Brooklyn,, my best mate, who wouldn't be back until later this week.

"You okay?" Randy asked as we got out of the car.

"I'm fine," I replied.

"Food poisoning?" Randy asked.

"Very funny," I didn't even crack a smile, I entered the bar.

The barman moved to the club, me and this other girl Claire, she was new. I swear if she broke a single glass…I was not in the mood.

Randy sat at the stool at the bar. "Come on crack a little smile, your scaring the guys."

"How about this, you grin and get girls to buy you the drink and then I don't have to smile," I replied.

"Ouch! What crawled up you ass and died?" Randy asked.

I couldn't help but smile his grin, "I don't like you."

"You love me, admit it," Randy grinned.

"In your dreams Orton."

"Orton? Shut up Cena," he said. "No wait that makes me think of John."

"Wow you know how to charm a girl," I smiled.

"I try," Randy replied.

I smiled as I went back to serving, "Randy go on through to the club if you want," I said to him as I quickly topped his drink up.

"No I'm fine here," he replied.

"Ok fine, so go on tell me about yourself," I said to him as I sat down for a bit.

"Well I'm Randy Orton…"

I laughed, "Sorry it sounded like one of them support groups, I'm Randy Orton and I have a drinking problem."

Randy laughed, "You're an idiot!"

"Yes I know, I'm sorry, yea go on."

"I'm Randy, 26, I'm a gorgeous guy, single, I like Indian and Chinese food as well as a wrestler," He was now mimicking a voice from some dating show. "And I'm looking for a woman in her early twen…"

"Shut up!" I grinned.

"See you have a gorgeous laugh and smile, what ever the issue was before forget it," Randy said.

"You know what Orton, your right," I said as I got up.

"You can call me Randy," he smiled cockily.

"No I prefer Orton," I said heading behind the bar.

"NO I WANNA BE SERVED BY HER!" a voice shouted.

I turned, it was the man from yesterday, the guy with dark hair, in his mid forties, drunk.

"It's ok Claire," I said as I went to the guy. "What can I get you? A pint?"

"Yea a pint would be good," he smiled, he had a few teeth missing.

I handed him the pint. I pulled my hand away when he grabbed it ferociously.

"And I want you darling!" He said.

"Get off," I whispered. The nightmare was popping into my head again.

"No see I want you baby, we can have so much fun together," he grinned.

"Get off!" I said.

"She said get off," Randy's voice came.

"Who the fu…" he turned to Randy. Randy was bigger then him, more built and right now I admitted scary looking.

The man let go off my hand. I was panicking, the security guards took the man out.

"Michaela," Randy said.

No it was too much, I walked straight outside, into the January cold. I was freezing. I was scared. Randy followed me, he wrapped his arm around me, "He's gone, its ok."

"It's not him," I whispered.

"Tell me Michaela, if you want to," Randy said.

I shook my head, "Not here."

"Ok, we can leave…" Randy began.

"I need to lock up and…" I said slowly.

"I'm sure someone can lock up for you, tell me who and I'll tell them and grab your coat."

"Marcus, tell him, he's in the club behind the bar. Tell him text me when he's locked up," I said slowly.

"Wanna come in?" he asked. "Or wait here?"

I shook my head, "Car keys."

He handed me his car keys, "Lock the doors until I come."

I nodded. I quickly got into the car. I was shaking, I was shaking. The moment he said darling, I panicked. I began to cry, I couldn't stop the tears. Randy knocked on the window, I unlocked the door.

He looked at me and once he saw the tears, he hugged me. He just held me and that's what I needed. Someone to hold me and tell me that it will be ok. Right now Randy was that someone.

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It was two hours later when I had properly calmed down. I had stopped crying, well my waterworks had calmed down.

Randy had made me hot chocolate, he just sat with me as I cried.

"I guess you wanna know what's going on," I started in a low, hushed tone.

"If you don't want to tell me its fine but it might help to talk," Randy said slowly.

"It happened six months ago, it was why we left Boston," I began. "It was John's party, at some club, I don't think you made it, it was when he moved to Smackdown, that party. Raw guys were there too."

"No I wasn't there," Randy replied.

"Yea we were all having fun, then someone called me on my phone, private number. The reception was bad, I went outside," I began to cry again, Randy grabbed my hand. "I went into the side road, I didn't know it was empty. I didn't know. Some guy, he came out he said 'I phoned you darling', and then…then he…he raped me."

Randy was beside me, he hugged me tightly, "They caught him right?"

"No they never did, there wasn't evidence. The case file is still at the bottom of the detective's file."

"So you and John came here."

"John blamed himself, his party, someone from the party, he felt guilty. It was his phone someone used, so we came here, he got me the bar for me to keep busy. Then he flew my best mate over, Brooklyn. He did everything, he even got you to baby-sit but I can't escape it, I can't get close to a guy, the nightmares won't go away and I haven't even told John about all this nightmares and stuff, Randy please this has to stay between us."

Randy nodded, "I promise, it's our secret."

I smiled "Stay here."

Randy looked at me.

"There are like six bedrooms, stay here tonight."

"Ok I'll stay," he replied.

He just held me as I cried and tried to fight the anxieties I had.

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The next morning, I woke up on the sofa with Randy beside me still holding me. I was resting on his chest. I sat up, moving Randy aside slowly, as I got up. No nightmares. That is a first, every night I have a nightmare, this was the first time I didn't.

I walked over to the coffee table, my phone was flashing, I picked it up and left the room, "Hello."

"Morning Micks," John said.

"Hi," I replied.

"You okay?"

"Yea, just tired."

"Randy been babysitting?"

"Yea he has, listen I think it'd be better if he stays here, separate rooms of course, it'd make more sense."

John laughed, "Obviously it'd be separate rooms, Randy doesn't do sisters. Ask him about Dave's sister."

"Ok I will, so that's fine him staying?"

"Yea it is, you sound half asleep."

"I am John, so I'll talk to you later."

"Ok, take care Michaela, I'm one phone call away."

"Bye," I replied.

I went back into the living room, Randy Orton was standing up, "Did we fall asleep?"

I nodded, "Look I've cleared it between John, if you want you could stay here, there's enough room."

"Make you feel safer?" Randy asked, I nodded. "Then ok."

"So um, what happened with Dave's sister?" I asked a loud.

Randy looked shocked, "John told you."

"No he asked me to ask you."

"Basically, I was at Dave's, his sister was there and being gorgeous as I am, she obviously was attracted to me. So one day she snuck into my room, in her lingerie and I kind of screamed the house down. Dave was the only one in the house so her parents never found out."

I laughed.

"Yes laugh," Randy sighed.

"Don't worry I won't be doing that," I laughed.

Randy smiled, "So how are you this morning?"

"I'm better, I guess I needed to talk about it, thank you Randy for listening."

"Don't mention it."

"Yea but I barely know you and here you are listening to my life problems."

"It helps to talk to someone who you don't know and plus know we are officially friends," Randy grinned.

I smiled. There was a knock on the door. I went to open it. A auburn haired, hazel eyed tall girl, was standing there. Brooklyn.

"Brooklyn," I smiled.

She pushed me aside. "Do not Brooklyn me! Marcus told me what happened! Oh my god Michaela, what happened? Are you okay? Why didn't you call me?" She asked.

Randy entered the front room.

"And who is that?" she asked.

I laughed, "This is Randy, you know the wrestler. John's friend."

"Oh, hi I'm Brooklyn," she smiled.

"Randy," he said.

"So tell me, what's wrong? How are you?" Brooklyn asked.

"I'm fine, actually I'm really good."

"Explain," Brooklyn said.

"Michaela I'm gonna head to the hotel, grab my stuff until then you gonna be okay?" Randy asked.

I nodded, "Yea Brooklyn will be here."

"Ok, see ya ladies," Randy smirked.

"He's cute," Brooklyn said once he had left.

"Yea he is," I smiled.

Brooklyn spent all the time trying to get me to talk. I told her what happened, and that I talked to Randy. I explained it to her and by the time I was finished, Randy was back with his bags.

"I have to open up the bar," I said.

"No your not, I'm back now," Brooklyn said. "Here's the deal, Randy's staying for two weeks, more or less so until then you have the time off."

"Woman I'm the boss," I reminded her.

She rolled her eyes, "You come into work and I will get the security guards to chuck you out. Understand?"

I nodded.

"Great, then I'll see you Wednesday night," Brooklyn said. "You as well Randy."

"Wednesday night?" I asked.

"Oh yea, there was a request to open the club Wednesday so Marcus said yes, it's not a private booking but quite a few people want to come this Wednesday so the clubs open, you may only come as a customer." Brooklyn warned.

"Fine, see you then," I waved her off.

"Bye," she called to me and to Randy.

"See ya," Randy said.

I sighed, "Looks like it's just you and me Orton."

"Wonder what we can get up to?" he smiled.

A/N: thanks for all the reviews! Keep them coming! Yea i know I told the truth about the main character's past earlier then i normally do! But it makes the rest of the story better, and easier to fit! Does that make sense? Lol!

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Take Care

Veronica

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