Well, the ending to that last chapter was crazy, wasn't it! Here's the next chapter for ya, please review! Thanks a bunch!
Laura--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Randy watches as Sam sinks down to the edge of the bed, he sits up and reaches for her, but she jumps away from him.
"Don't touch me," Sam states angrily, "what did we do last night!"
"Nothing," Randy replies, "chill out."
"I'm not going to chill out when I wake up wearing just a t-shirt!" Sam yells, "what did we do!"
"Nothing!" Randy exclaims, sighing, "just sit down and I'll tell you what really happened!"
Sam sits down on the bed and sighs. Randy runs his fingers through his hair before talking.
"You got trashed last night," Randy states, "Eddie and Rey didn't want to take you back to Mark like that, so I offered to have you stay with me. Eddie told Mark that you were going to spend the night in Stacy's room."
"So nothing happened?" Sam asks, turning to him, who nods.
"Nothing happened," Randy smiles, "I'm stupid, but not that stupid."
Sam smiles and lies down, sighing. Randy slides over to her side and looks down at her. He reaches out and places his hand on her cheek. Slowly, he leans down to kiss her softly. Suddenly, her phone rings, causing the two to jump apart. She reaches for it and takes a deep breath in when she sees the number.
"Hi daddy," Sam states, glancing at Randy, "what? Oh yeah, Stacy and I had fun. What? You just saw her? Yeah, I just got up, she must be getting something to eat. I know daddy, I'll be at the gym in an hour. Love you too."
Sam sighs and looks at Randy who rolls out of bed.
"That was a close one," Sam says, "I better get going."
She stands up and grabs her clothes that are thrown on the floor. Randy watches her rush into the bathroom to get changed. There's a knock on the door and Randy slowly gets up to answer it. As he opens it, the door flies open and Eddie comes walking in with Rey following.
"Where's Sammy?" Eddie demands, looking around the room, his eyes settling on Randy, noticing that he's just in his underwear "what did you do!"
"Nothing!" Randy exclaims, holding his hands up, "honest!"
"Sam!" Rey calls out, "where are you chica?"
Sam opens the bathroom door and pokes her head out.
"Hi guys!" Sam states happily, "what are you guys doing here?"
Eddie marches over to the bathroom and yanks her out, revealing that she was just in her bra and panties. Randy raises an eyebrow and a small smile forms on his lips at the sight in front of him.
"Chica, what did you do?" Eddie asks in a disappointed tone.
"Nothing!" Sam states, "you know me Eddie, I don't do that."
Eddie sighs and nods. He hands her the bundle of clothes that he was holding.
"We got you some workout clothes," Eddie says softly, "so you wouldn't get in trouble."
Sam hugs him tightly and pulls back slightly.
"Thanks Papi," Sam replies, "you're the best."
Sam takes the clothes and heads back into the bathroom. Eddie sighs and turns around, facing Randy.
"I need to talk to you," Eddie states, "let's sit."
All three men sit down and Eddie looks down at his hands and then over at Rey.
"We don't want Sam to get hurt," Eddie speaks up, "here's the thing, you don't hurt her, you live another day."
Randy's eyes go wide for a moment and he just stares at Eddie.
"What?" Randy asks, surprised.
"You hurt her, we'll be forced to tell Mark," Rey answers, "she's our Chica, got it?
Randy nods and Eddie and Rey stand up.
"We better get going," Eddie says, "take care."
They leave and Randy sits there, watching the door close. He shakes his head and turns to look as the bathroom door opens. Sam comes out and smiles at him. She walks over to him and leans down, kissing him softly. Randy pulls back and cocks his head to one side.
"What was that for?" Randy questions.
"For not taking advantage of me," Sam replies, "thanks."
Randy smiles as Sam turns to grab her purse and her clothes from last night. He grabs her arm, turning her around.
"I'll see you later, right?" Randy asks.
"Maybe," Sam teases, opening the door, "bye Randy."
Sam walks down the hall to the elevator and pushes the up button. When she arrives on her floor, she steps out and walks down to her and Mark's room. She slides the key in and enters the room. Mark's sitting on the bed, talking to someone on his cell. He notices Sam walk in and he quickly says goodbye, turning his attention to his daughter.
"Hey Sammy," Mark states, "ready to go?"
Sam nods and they head down to the gym. Mark keeps looking at Sam as she runs on the treadmill and he sighs walking over to it.
"What's up Daddy?" Sam asks, slowing down.
"What's going on with you and that Orton boy?" Mark questions.
Sam stops and walks over to the bench, sitting down and taking a sip of her water. Mark sits down next to her and she looks at him.
"I really like him Daddy," Sam sighs, "I know you don't like that, but he's different around me."
"Sammy, I know this kid," Mark explains, "he uses women and then throws them away when he gets done. I don't want you to be one of those women."
"Daddy, I know you want to protect me, but you need to let me make my mistakes," Sam replies, "I'm a big girl now."
"He's not a good person Samantha!" Mark states, getting agitated.
"Father! Enough!" Sam yells, "I don't want to hear it!"
Sam storms out of the room, with Mark following behind her. As she turns the corner, she runs right into Randy, who smiles at her, but when she doesn't return it, his smile fades.
"Sam, is something wrong?" Randy asks softly, placing his hand on her cheek.
Mark calls out Sam's name and turns the corner. Sam looks over her shoulder then grabs Randy, kissing him hard. Mark stops in his tracks and Randy pulls back, surprised.
"Damn it Samantha! Get away from that no good bastard!" Mark roars, ripping her away from Randy.
"Fuck you!" Sam screams, causing Mark to pull back from her, shocked. Randy stares at her wide-eyed as Mark's eyes narrow at her.
"What did you say?" Mark questions, his voice dropping low.
Sam takes a step back, tears streaming down her cheek.
"You heard me," Sam states, glaring at him, "Fuc…"
"Sam, don't," Randy interrupts, "don't say it. Come on, you need to cool down."
Randy wraps his arm around her shoulder and steers her away from her fuming father. Mark watches them leave and turns to head into the hotel bar. Rey's sitting in there, ordering something to eat, and he watches as Mark sits down at the bar in a huff and orders a beer.
"A little to start drinking isn't Mark?" Rey states, sitting down next to him.
"Fuck off," Mark grumbles, taking a swig of his beer.
"Woah, what happened?" Rey asks, "something happen with Sam?"
"She said 'fuck you' to me," Mark replies angrily, "and left with that no good bitch!"
"Sammy said that?" Rey says, surprised, "that doesn't sound like Sam."
"She's changed ever since she met that boy," Mark sighs, "I miss my old daughter."
"She's getting older Mark, why don't you let her live her life but help her once in a while when she needs it," Rey suggests.
Mark sits there and ponders what Rey has just said before getting up and leaving the bar. He heads up to the 6th floor and pounds on Randy's door. Randy opens the door and jumps back, surprised.
"Where's my daughter?" Mark demands, glaring at Randy.
Randy steps aside and Sam crosses her arms across her chest.
"Can we talk alone for a minute?" Mark asks, "out in the hall."
Sam steps out of the room and Randy shuts the door. Sam leans against the wall as Mark runs his hand through his hair.
"Listen baby doll, I'm just trying to protect you," Mark starts, sighing, "but if you want to date that boy, that's you're decision."
"His name is Randy, daddy," Sam corrects him, "I just want to make my own mistakes. Let me live my life."
Mark nods and grabs Sam and gives her a big hug.
"But if he hurts you, I'll castrate him," Mark mumbles into her hair.
Sam lets out a laugh and kisses his cheek.
"I'm sorry daddy for what I said," Sam says, "I love you."
"Love you to Darlin'. What do you say to us taking the bike out for a nice ride," Mark suggests, "just the two of us?"
"I'd love that! We haven't been out on the bike for a while."
"Alright, lets go then," Mark states.
"I just need to say goodbye to Randy."
Mark rolls his eyes as Sam enters the hotel room again. Randy is sitting on the bed, flipping through channels on the TV. He stops and looks up at her.
"Everything ok?" Randy asks, standing up and wrapping his arms around her waist.
"Now it is. I'm going out with my dad on the bike," Sam replies, "I'll call you later?"
"Sure," Randy says, kissing her softly, "have fun."
Sam exits the room and together they head back to the room to change. Sam grabs her "riding" clothes and heads into the bathroom to change while Mark changes out in the bedroom. She walks back into the main room wearing her black leather pants, a fitted Undertaker "bad ass" shirt, and a red bandanna. Mark smiles and grabs his sunglasses.
"Ready Darlin'?" Mark asks.
Sam nods and they head out to where Mark's bike is parked. Sam slides on behind her father and he starts up the bike. Randy walks out of the hotel at that time and sees Sam and Mark on his bike and just stares at the two. Mark looks over and glares at him as Sam waves and Mark zooms out of the parking lot, leaving Randy. Dave comes up behind Randy and crosses his arms across his chest.
"He didn't kill you yet," Dave states, smiling, "you're one lucky son of a bitch, you know that?"
Randy nods and turns to his friend, smiling.
"Mark's "allowing" me to date her," Randy says, scoffing, "if he thinks by me getting his daughter that I'm going to let up on him, he better think again."
"Just think who you're messing with," Dave reminds him, "Sam is loyal to her dad, are you willing to risk losing Sam over some stupid feud?"
Randy's smile fades and Dave nods, knowing he's won this round.
"Come on, lets go work out," Dave says, heading to his car with Randy trailing behind.
Smackdown Tapings- Next Tuesday
Randy and Sam walk into the arena together, his arm around her shoulders. They pass Sylvan in the hall, who stares at Sam longingly. Randy looks over his shoulder, glaring at him, causing Sylvan to look away quickly.
"I don't like that guy," Randy states, looking at Sam, "he's weird."
"Oh stop Randy, he's nice," Sam says, shaking her head, "he's harmless."
"Still don't like him," Randy mumbles to himself.
"Jealous much?" Sam jokes, poking him in the ribs.
"I'm not jealous," Randy pouts, holding open the door to the locker room.
"Aw, you're so cute when you pout," Sam giggles, kissing him softly.
Randy smiles and kisses her back, shutting the door softly and pushing her against the wall softly. Sam wraps her arms around his neck and deepens the kiss. Randy pulls back and places his hand on her cheek.
"You're so addicting," Randy states softly, kissing her cheek.
Sam smiles and slips away from Randy, rummaging through her bag, pulling out her fitted Undertaker shirt. Randy frowns and grabs it away from her. She reaches for it, but he won't let her get it.
"Randy, give it back!" Sam exclaims, "I have to get ready."
"You need a Randy Orton shirt," Randy says, slowly handing it back to her, "if you're gonna be with me, you have to support me."
"Randy, I'm valeting for my dad. If I wore your shirt, I'd look weird," Sam explains, "I'm with my dad, so I wear his shirt."
"So if you were valeting for me, you'd support me?" Randy questions.
"I support you honey, but my loyalty lies with my dad. I'm a Calloway through and through," Sam states.
Randy turns away so Sam won't see him make a face. They get ready in silence and Sam turns to leave the room, but gives Randy a kiss on the cheek.
"Good luck," Sam says, walking out of the room.
Randy watches her leave before rushing out of the room and down to Dave's locker room. He barges in causing Dave to look up from his stretches.
"What's wrong now?" Dave asks, standing up.
"She won't wear my shirt!" Randy exclaims angrily, "she's my fucking girlfriend so she should wear my shirt!"
"You're acting like an 8th grader," Dave points out, rolling his eyes, "Sam valets for her dad, so she has to wear his shirt it's common sense, Randy!"
"So if he was out of the way, she'd be mine," Randy says, smiling, "he'll be out of the way soon enough."
"Damn it Randy, I can't believe you're willing to risk Sam for some stupid feud! She is so wrapped up in you and you're willing to throw it all away!" Dave demands angrily, "I hope she sees you for what you really are soon so she doesn't get hurt."
"And what's that?" Randy questions.
"A sick son of a bitch!" Dave exclaims, then sighs, "it's your life and your loss."
Randy scoffs and walks out of the room, mumbling to himself.
"Sam will stay with me, I know it," Randy mumbles angrily.
Randy heads to the gorilla area where Bob is waiting for him.
"Ready pop?" Randy asks, patting him on the back.
"Oh yeah, so you know what we're doing?" Bob replies, "you'll come out when I get him down."
"I know dad, we have this one in the bag!"
Bob's music hits and he comes out and gets in the ring, grabbing a mic.
"I don't need Randy's interference to defeat the Undertaker! I can do it on my own!" Bob exclaims.
The arena goes dark and the Mark's music hits and he comes out with Sam trailing way behind. He slowly makes his way into the ring and hands his hand and coat to Sam before turning his attention to Bob Orton. Sam stands ringside cheering her dad on as the ref rings the bell for the match to start. Mark shoves Bob, hard, into the corner, but the ref gets in the way and gets knocked down. Mark turns his attention to the ref allowing Bob to get a low blow in. Bob signals to the back and Randy comes running out and the two beat on Mark and get a two count. Sam jumps up on the turnbuckle and tries to distract Randy but he goes for the RKO on Mark, but he shoves him away just in time. Mark picks up Bob and gives him a tombstone piledriver and goes to revive the ref by picking him up by the belt and shaking him a little. He gets the three count and Sam runs into the ring and hugs her dad as his music plays. Randy gets Bob out of the ring and glares at the two in the ring as he heads up the ramp with his father.
Sam and Mark leave the ring and head into the back where Mark chuckles.
"Thought they got the best of me, boy were they wrong!" Mark states, laughing, "Darlin', we're unstoppable."
Sam smiles and gives her dad a big hug.
"Are you ready for that casket match, daddy?" Sam asks softly, biting her lip.
Mark stops and looks down at his daughter and he can see the fear in her eyes. He kisses her forehead and nods.
"Baby doll, this is my match. I will come out on top, don't worry," Mark reassures her, walking away.
Sam watches her father leave and sighs.
"I wasn't worrying about you," Sam whispers, "I was worrying about Randy."
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Oh my gosh! I am sooooooooooooooo sorry for the long wait for this chapter! I feel sooooooo bad, I didn't want you guys to think I forgot about this, I was having a hard time with something personal and I just couldn't write anything in this or Unleash the Beast, something just got to me really bad and I was so wrapped up in that. I promise to update this more, believe me…ever since Randy has been suspended, I just had to write a chapter for this! Thanks for the support and look for the next chapter soon!
Laura