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/ RANDY ORTON

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

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

Disclaimer: I own nothing except Ella!

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Chapter 17:

Brook stayed with me for the majority of the night, I told her she could go at 4am, I felt a bit better and I managed to fall asleep. I woke up when Randy was stroking my hair. I opened my eyes and sat up. I held Randy's hand and looked at him.

"How you?" I asked. "The ribs and face?"

I looked at his face, the swelling on his lips had gone down.

"Better, I can move," Randy smiled. "The doctors were just being precautious."

I kissed him lightly, "Good then I can take you away from here."

"Mmmm," he smirked.

I smiled at him, he was everything to me, why did John not see that. I know sooner or later I had to talk to him, "I made up with Brook."

"About time," Randy replied. "Did she come here?"

"Yea, we talked, her ego was hurt, but we're fine now."

"So only John left, once he comes around we're in paradise," Randy grinned.

I laughed, "Paradise? Randy I think they've given you too many drugs!"

Randy shrugged.

I grinned as the doctor came in and have him a final check, "Well looks like the swelling is down on the face and the ribs, I need you to stand Mr. Orton." Randy stood up. "Any pain?"

"A little," Randy admitted.

"Take a few steps," The doctor asked. Randy took a few steps, he looked more or less normal. "Pain?"

"Not much, I'm fine."

"Well looks like I'm going to get the discharge papers, just take it easy for a while and I don't think you can wrestle next week," the doctor advised.

Randy nodded a we waited for the discharge papers, once they were signed we got a cab back to the hotel. I made Randy sit on the sofa not walk around when Vince came knocking, I let him in.

"Randy Randy Randy, what am I going to do with you?" He asked.

Randy remained silent.

"Another fight, what did the doctor say?" Vince asked.

"Not to wrestle next week," Randy replied.

"Good thing you weren't going to be in a match then," Vince sighed. "What happened this time?"

Randy looked at me and then answered, "John isn't too happy with who my girlfriend is."

Vince looked at me and understood, "Fine. I heard you didn't fight back."

"No, I didn't sir," Randy replied.

"Fine, Randy I guess I can't punish you this time, no house shows again this week because of the injury but you and Michaela will be doing an autograph signing tomorrow afternoon understood?" Vince asked.

We both nodded.

"Then you'll get the plane tickets for the next RAW and you'll fly out," Vince said.

"Yea cool," I smiled.

"Right well I better go, take it easy Randy," Vince smiled at us both and left.

I sat beside Randy. He wrapped his arms around my shoulder, "Babe I think I need to go talk to John."

"No, I need to talk to him first, in case he gets violent again," I sighed.

"Let me come with you," Randy asked.

"No, I better do this alone."

Randy kissed me, "Can we delay the talk and…make up for last night now?"

I giggled as I kissed him, "When I come back. I think you better get in bed and sleep that medication off."

"Sure you don't wanna join me?" Randy asked.

"I'll join you later," I replied as he headed to the bedroom. I quickly got in the bathroom, and showered and changed. When I came back into the bedroom, Randy was sound asleep, I kissed him on the forehead and left the room. As I headed towards John's room, I ran into Lita leaving the room.

"Hey," she hugged me. "How are you and Randy?"

I was surprised she actually cared about both of us, "Fine, he's asleep."

"Look you and Randy, I guessed you two were falling for each other. Last night I thought no way can this happen," I opened my mouth, Lita raised her hand to shush me. "But today I realised something, Randy said he loved you. Me and Randy are close friends and I have never heard him say those words, so I am accepting the two of you." I smiled and hugged her. "John's in there but I don't think he's ready…yet."

I sighed, "He'll have to come around."

"I'll be fighting your corner, good luck," Lita said as she walked away.

Ok so far so good, got Brook on side and Lita. Just John left, just John. I knocked on the door. John opened on the door, he didn't say anything he moved aside and let me in.

"John we need to talk about this," I said, John sat down on the edge of the bed. I sat on the sofa chair in front of the bed.

"I don't think there's anything you can say Michaela," he said. I hated him saying my name like that, no Micks but Michaela and in an angry, pissed off, exhausted tone.

"I need to explain it all but only if your willing to listen."

He nodded but didn't look at me.

"I guess it started in London, he saved me from that guy remember and I confided in him, I guess that night we formed a bond, from there the attraction grew every day. We kissed on the beach and John I fell for him there and then but he pushed me away because of you," I explained. "It was when we were on tour in Manchester that everything went right when we finally agreed to be a couple. I love him and he loves me, there was trust there John, something I never thought would happen, me trusting a guy and before you think that he took advantage of me, he never."

John just looked at me, "You done?"

That hurt. That hit me really hard. I nodded.

"He's using you, Randy Orton is a player."

"No he's not, he's an amazing guy who would do anything for me. Last night John you were a jerk!"

"Well why the fuck did you hide it from me?"

"Because John I knew how you'd react! Like a bastard!" I shouted.

It was John's turn to look hurt, "Micks I care about you, I'm sorry that I'm not sitting back and letting guys take advantage of you!"

"WHAT PART OF HE DIDN'T TAKE ADVANTAGE OF ME DON'T YOU GET!" I screamed standing up. "John, he's your best friend, how can you say all this."

"Because I know him! And I know what you've been through!"

I sat back down, with tears in my eyes, "That night still haunts me. I'm never going to forget it but I won't let that night have a hold over me."

"Micks you can't even remember what happened that night!"

"I know," I whispered. "But I feel like sooner or later I will remember, something will trigger my memory, but when Randy's not there I feel scared, like last night…"

"What happened?" John asked.

"I thought…Randy was asleep in the hospital bed and I thought someone was outside the room…"

"Why the fuck didn't you call me?"

"I called Brook, but there wasn't anyone there, I feel safe in his arms, I feel happy and like nothing else matters."

John sighed, "I'm sorry Michaela, I am not accepting this. Randy will hurt you and I am not standing back and watching it happen!"

"WHY CAN'T YOU JUST BE HAPPY FOR ME?" I shouted again standing.

John stood as well, "BECAUSE YOUR JUST MESMERISED BY HIM! IT'S NOT LOVE!"

"IT IS LOVE! WHEN YOU'RE READY TO ACCEPT THAT THEN COME AND FIND ME!" I stormed out of the room in tears. Great he was not accepting this.

I went back to my room, Randy was still asleep I was shaking, me and John we didn't argue, we didn't raise our voices at each other. We were more then brother and sister, we were best friends. All I wanted was him to accept me and Randy because he was everything to me. I grabbed a vodka bottle and took a shot, I hadn't taken a shot in ages…

FLASHBACK

I was at the club, we had just arrived. John went off to Lita leaving me with Brook, we headed to the bar.

"What can I get you gorgeous ladies?" the barman asked.

"Well you could get me your number?" Brook grinned.

"Brook!" I giggled.

He handed her a paper, "I'm Marco."

"Brook," she smirked.

"Can we get two vodka shots," I interrupted. "Sorry I wanna get started!"

We both giggled, we took three shots each and headed to a booth.

"Great you've already got a number." I laughed.

"How about we have fun tonight?" Brook suggested.

"We always have fun!" I argued.

"Yea we do but still let's have more fun, let's see who can make out with the most guys!" Brook grinned.

"Little slut!" I giggled.

"Fine most numbers and kisses!" Brook changed it. "I'm in the lead with one number."

"Fine, split!" I said as Brook ran off.

I got up slowly, who was going to be my first victim.

"Hi hot stuff," a voice said behind me.

END OF FLASHBACK

I stood up. Oh my God, I remembered something, that night was a blank but I had something, I remembered. The game, we played a game that night.

"Babe you okay?" Randy asked looking at the vodka bottle.

"Randy…Randy that night…" I whispered.

He knew what night I was talking about, "What babe?" he asked rubbing my arms.

"I remember something," I said. He looked a little confused. "That night I don't remember much about it. I remember arriving and John leaving after that I blocked everything, like a mental curtain." I explained. "I remembered what happened the first night."

"What happened?" he asked.

"Me and Brook we were going to play the kiss and number game, who can get the most snogs and numbers," I said. "She got one off Marco who was the bar man and then she decided to start the game, she went off. I got up from the booth and there was…there was someone behind me, a guy… I can't remember who he was."

Randy hugged me, "It's a good sign your getting parts of that night back, slowly and eventually you can get the whole night back."

I know he meant I could work out who raped me.

"Maybe not the best timing but what did John say?" he asked.

"That's another story," I sighed.

He kissed me, "How about I make you feel a little better."

I smiled and let him kiss me and then lead me into the bedroom.

Sooner or later I'll work out who it was, and what happened that night.

A/N: Hey guys, I'm glad your liking the story! Thanks for the reviews:D

Veronica

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