Sam slowly opens her eyes and looks up at the slumbering Randy. She giggles softly and leans up kissing him. Randy moans and wraps his arms around her waist, flipping her over.
"I could wake up to this all the time," Randy mumbles, kissing her neck.
Sam smiles and runs her fingers through his hair. Randy kisses her again and suddenly the door flies open causing Sam to push Randy off of her. Mark stops in his tracks at the sight before him, his face turning a deep red.
"Daddy, oh god, I can explain!" Sam exclaims, pulling the sheet over herself.
"Get out," Mark hisses softly, then raises his voice, "GET OUT!"
Daddy, please," Sam begs, her voice wavering as Sara joins Mark, "just let me explain."
"You have one hour to get out of this house," Mark warns, "or I will physically remove both of you."
"Mark, she's your daughter!" Sara yells, "you cant do that to her!"
Mark glares at Sara before shaking his head.
"I have no daughter."
He turns and stalks out of the room, leaving a heartbroken Sam. Sara watches him leave and turns to Sam who's clinging to Randy, sobbing.
"Sammy, it'll be ok honey," Sara comforts, walking over to her daughter, "you know you're father…let him cool off."
Sam continues to sob and Sara leaves quietly. Randy pushes her hair away from her face.
"It'll be ok baby," Randy states, "we better get out of here."
"Where will we go?" Sam asks, the tears slowly stopping.
"I didn't cancel my hotel room," Randy answers, "we'll go there."
Sam nods and stands up, getting dressed slowly. Randy dresses and gathers everything up. He wraps an arm around her and they walk out of the house. Mark is waiting on the front lawn, glaring at the two. He holds a hand out and grunts.
"The keys," He states angrily, "you're not welcome here any more."
Sam hands the keys over, tears falling again. Sara gives both Randy and Sam a big hug before they get in the car. Sam stares out the window as Randy drives in silence. 45 minutes later, they pull up to their hotel. Sam gathers her bags and follows Randy up to the room. She tosses her stuff on the floor and heads out to the balcony, letting the tears fall again. Randy watches on, hanging his head and sighing, walking out onto the balcony.
"I'm sorry," Randy mutters, looking down at his hands, "this is all my fault."
"No it's not," Sam whispers, then stands up, "it's mine. I should've never gotten involved with you."
Randy looks up at Sam in shock, turning towards her.
"Sam, what are you saying?" Randy questions.
"I'm sorry Randy, I love you, but I don't think we can be together," Sam states, grabbing his hand, " I'm so sorry."
She kisses his cheek and walks back inside the room, grabbing her bag, turning back one last time before heading out the door.
Randy slowly walks into the room as the door shuts. His face twisting in anger, punching the wall, leaving a large hole. He sinks to the floor as his hand starts to bleed and tears start to fall from his eyes.
Sam lets out a shaky breath and looks around the hall. 'Where am I supposed to go? Eddie and Rey are probably mad at me.' She walks down the hall to where Sylvan's room is but before she knocks, she stops herself.
"Sylvan doesn't want to talk to me either," Sam mumbles, walking down to the elevator, heading down to the main lobby. She drags her bag up to the front desk slowly and looks up at the young woman behind the desk.
"Can I help you?" the woman asks kindly.
"Do you have a room?" Sam asks, her voice cracking.
"I'm sorry ma'm, but we're all booked," she replies, "there's another hotel down the road, you can try them."
Sam nods and walks out the front sliding doors. The morning sky is gray and fat rain drops start to fall. Soon, it's a down pour and Sam sits down on the bench, sighing. She doesn't notice Dave walking up to her.
"Sam?" Dave calls out, "what are you doing out here in this weather?"
"I left him," Sam states softly, her eyes not meeting his, "I left Randy."
"Come on Sammy, you can stay with me," Dave comforts, wrapping his arms around her and walking with her into the hotel.
He directs her up to his room and drops her bag on the floor. He steers her into the bathroom and instructs her to take a long hot bath. Sam exits the bathroom, wearing a pair of shorts and Dave's animal t-shirt. Dave looks up from the TV, patting the bed next to him. Sam slides onto the bed, curling up next to him, placing her head on his chest.
"Want to tell me what happened?" Dave asks softly, rubbing her hand softly.
"Daddy caught me and Randy," Sam states, "in bed."
"Oh," Dave replies, "that probably wasn't pretty."
"He disowned me," Sam trembles, "he made me leave. I was so humiliated!"
"He's just mad Sammy, he'll get over it," Dave comforts.
"No Dave, I don't think he will," Sam says sadly, "he's never looked at me the way he did this morning. I can't be with Randy."
"Why not?" Dave questions, "I mean he does stupid things, very stupid things, but Samantha, you're changing him into a better man."
Sam looks down at her hands, sighing.
"Dave, I just cant choose Randy over my father," Sam states, tears sliding down her cheeks, " I don't even know if Randy loves me."
Dave lifts her chin so her eyes meet his. He shakes his head in disbelief.
"Damn it Samantha, he loves you," Dave replies, "I've known Randy for about 4 years. I've watched him with his former flings, but he's never said those three words to ANYONE. You're the first one he's said that to."
"I never knew that," Sam whispers, "but do I really chose him over my father?"
"Your father shouldn't make you choose," Dave says, "that's not right for him to stand in the way of true love."
Sam doesn't say anything and Dave sighs. Sam turns her back to him and tries to go to sleep and soon she is. Dave looks down at her, checking to make sure she's really asleep before leaving the room. He heads down to the bar where he finds Randy at the bar, drunk beyond belief. Dave shakes his head and walks over to Randy. He sits down next to him and orders a beer, turning to him.
"Leave me alone," Randy grumbles, downing another shot, "I don't want to hear how you were right."
"She's in my room," Dave states, "she's sleeping right now."
Randy raises an eyebrow before doing another shot. He goes for another one, but Dave stops him, shaking his head.
"Don't do this Randy," Dave insists, "she loves you, but her father just disowned her, give her time."
"It's all because of me," Randy says, smiling, "this is what I wanted. I wanted Mark out of the picture so I can fuck his daughter and rub it in his face, but why don't I feel happy?"
Dave smiles and pats Randy on the back.
"Because you love her man," Dave answers, "and you don't want to hurt her."
Randy sighs and looks down at the empty shot glasses in front of him.
"I know this is all new to you," Dave starts, "but look at what you have. You have someone who loves you no matter what you do. You nearly killed her father, but she still stood by you. She's always going to be there for you, no matter what stupid things you do. You just need to be there for her like she's there for you."
"You're right, I need to get her back," Randy goes to leave, but Dave grabs his arm, shaking his head.
"Let her sleep, talk to her tomorrow," Dave says, pulling Randy down onto the barstool.
!!!!!!! THE NEXT DAY, SMACKDOWN TAPINGS!!!!!!!
Sam and Dave walk into the arena that day, passing by many fans. They stop and sign a few autographs before heading in. Dave walks with Sam down to the diva locker room and stops her before she enters.
"Go talk to him," Dave states, hugging her and then walking away.
Sam watches him leave before entering the room. Jillian and Melina are in the room and both look up and rush over to her.
"Sammy, you doing ok?" Melina asks, leading her over to the bench, "the whole locker room heard about Mark finding you two together."
"I'm fine," Sam replies, "I really need to go talk to Randy though."
Sam leaves her friends and walks down the hall to Randy's locker room. She knocks softly before entering. Randy's sitting on the couch, his head in his hands. He looks up, shocked to see Sam. She can see the tears in his eyes and she walks over to him, kneeling down in front of him.
"Sam, I…" Randy starts, but Sam holds up a finger against his lips, shushing him.
"Randy, you have nothing to be sorry for," Sam states, her voice trembling, "I'm the one who should be saying I'm sorry. I never meant to hurt you, I was just so upset at my father and I went to far. I love you Randy."
Sam leans forward, kissing him softly. Randy pulls her up into his lap, deepening the kiss. Randy pulls away, leaning his forehead on hers.
"You got a note," Randy says, nodding at the envelope next to him, "it's from Vince."
Sam reaches over and opens it, pulling out the letter. Her eyes go wide and Randy smiles.
"I'm going to be in the diva holiday issue!!" Sam exclaims happily, "oh god Randy! This is so exciting!"
"Congratulations baby," Randy kisses her cheek, "I'm happy for you."
"I have to go tell Eddie!" Sam states, running out of the room.
She goes down to catering and spots Eddie, Rey, and Dave sitting together. She rushes up to the three and throws the letter down on the table.
"I'm going to be in the diva holiday issue!" Sam states, out of breath.
Eddie stands up and gives her a big hug and Rey does the same.
"Congrats Chica, we're proud of you," Eddie replies, his face serious, "are you going to tell Mark?"
Sam's smile fades and she sinks into a chair.
"What's the point?" Sam says, "he made it clear I'm not his daughter any more."
"Well you have me, I'm your father too," Eddie says softly, "you could've come to me last night, you know."
Sam hugs him and nods.
"I know papi, but I thought you'd be mad at me," Sam explains, "but I should've known better."
Randy walks in to see Eddie and Sam embrace and he walks over to the table, wrapping an arm around her shoulder.
"I hate to break this up, but we have a promo to do," Randy reminds the trio, "and its right now."
Eddie, Sam, Dave and Randy walk together down to Dave's locker room and Randy gives Sam a quick kiss before Dave and Sam enter. They see Eddie sitting on the bench, a sad look on his face.
"Eddie what's wrong?" Sam asks, sitting down next to him.
"I feel bad about what happened to Rey earlier," Eddie answers, sighing, "seeing Rey getting attacked like that made me think of the dark place I was in earlier this year."
"Eddie..." Sam starts but he cuts her off.
"It seemed like everything slipped away from me ever since I stood in the ring as the WWE champ next to Chris Benoit at Wrestlemania 20," Eddie continues, looking up at Dave, "however, I am now thankful for having been given a second chance, a second chance that you, Batista are responsible for. I cried after you shook my hand after out match at No mercy.
"I don't remember you crying after the match," Dave replies, smirking.
"You're right…I lied!" Eddie replies cheerfully, standing up and slapping Dave on the back, "I could never pull anything over on you!"
The two men laugh and Sam stands up, shaking her head.
"Let's focus on tonight, shall we?" Sam says, "tonight you two are going to beat the living hell out of Orton and his mystery partner."
"You can bet your sweet ass we're going to," Dave answers, winking at Sam, "and that ass beating is next, come on."
Eddie walks out of the room with Dave and Sam smiling. Dave stops Sam and runs a hand up her arm, brushing some hair away from her face.
"I was thinking maybe after the show tonight we can go get a drink," Dave suggests, "maybe some dancing?"
"Are you asking me out Mr. Batista?" Sam questions, smiling, "I'd love to."
Dave kisses Sam on the cheek and follows Eddie. Sam goes to walk after them, but an arm grabs her around the waist, pulling her against the wall. Randy puts both arms on either side of her, blocking her exit.
"Let me go Orton," Sam spits out, narrowing her eyes.
"So, now you're sleeping with Batista too? God you get around," Randy smirks, leaning down and kissing her neck, "why don't you dump the zero and I'll show you a really good time."
"You wish!" Sam retorts, going to leave but Randy pulls her back, glaring at her.
"Listen you little witch, you're dear old dad isn't here to protect you anymore," Randy hisses, looking down her top, "so I'd be careful what you say to me. See you out in the ring baby."
Randy kisses her hard before walking off leaving a stunned Sam.
"Cut! That was excellent!" The director yells out as Randy jogs back up to Sam.
"I didn't hurt you did I?" Randy asks as Sam shakes her head no.
The two walk down to the gorilla area to see Dave and Eddie with Randy's partner, Ken Kennedy. Randy starts to jump up and down, psyching himself up. Sam watches him, a smile on her face. Randy looks up to see her watching him and he smirks, walking over to her, pulling her close.
"What are you smiling at?" Randy asks softly, kissing her lips.
"You," Sam replies, "and how cute you are when you're getting ready for your match."
Randy goes to kiss her again but she pulls away, rushing over to Sylvan who just walked into the back, blooding pouring out of a cut on his face. Randy watches in anger as she goes to touch him, but he pulls away.
"Sly, you're hurt," Sam whispers, "are you ok?"
"I'm fine," Sylvan replies, trying to brush past her.
"Wait, please," Sam begs, grabbing his arm, "don't walk away from me."
Randy walks up to Sam, wrapping an arm around her shoulders, smirking.
"Poor Sylvan, got your ass kicked again?" Randy mocks, kissing Sam's cheek, "you better get out there hon, there's Dave's music."
Sam nods and shoots Sylvan a look before following Dave out to the ring. Randy turns his gaze to Sylvan, a smirk forming on his face.
"Stay away from her," Randy warns, "she's happy with me now and WE don't need you ruining it."
Randy smiles and walks away as his music hits. Sylvan shakes his head and walks sadly back to his locker room. He winks at Sam who rolls her eyes, turning her attention to Dave and Eddie. Eddie and Kennedy start out and they battle back and forth. Kennedy goes for the Green Bay Plunge but Eddie blocks it, catching the upper hand. Sam cheers for Eddie as Randy jumps off the turnbuckle, stalking over to her. Sam dashes away as Dave jumps down, blocking Randy from Sam. Randy backs away, going back over to his turnbuckle. The commotion on the outside distracts Eddie long enough for Randy to jump into the ring, giving him a huge DDT. Randy isolates Eddie until he gives Randy a kick to the stomach, making the tag to Dave and Dave gets the upper hand on Randy.
On the outside though, Kennedy shoves Eddie into the ring post and grabs a steel chair. Sam goes over to check on Eddie as Bob Orton runs down to the ring, distracting the ref. Sam helps Eddie stand up and he slides into the ring, covering Dave so Kennedy wouldn't hit him. Kennedy jumps off the top rope, nailing Eddie as the ref turns around, signaling for the bell. Sam slides into the ring and checks on Eddie as Dave goes for the Batista Bomb on Kennedy but before he could, Bob runs in and hits Dave with a boot. Both Randy and Kennedy start to beat on Dave and Sam stands up, shoving Randy away from Dave. He smirks, shoving her into the corner and gives Dave an RKO. He stalks over to her and picks her up, throwing her over her shoulder, smacking her ass. Suddenly, Theodore Long's music hits and he comes strutting out.
"Alright playas, you want to play dirty?" Teddy asks, "well next week, on Smackdown you three in the ring will face Batista, Eddie Guerrero, and Rowdy Roddy Piper!"
Randy smirks and gets out of the ring, with Sam still over his shoulder. They walk into the back and Sam squeals as Randy pinches her butt.
"Randall Keith Orton!" Sam exclaims, "put me down!"
"Nope, the view is magnificant!" Randy replies.
Sam giggles and softly hits his bare back, but she stops suddenly. Randy smiles as she starts to place kisses on his shoulders and back, lightly running her fingers over his skin.
"Don't start something you can finish," Randy warns, running his hands up her bare legs.
He kicks open the door to his locker room and throws her down on the couch, sliding on top of her. He pulls off her shirt and tosses it to the floor, kissing her neck, sucking on it softly. She runs her hands over his bulge in his trunks. He stops kissing her neck and puts his head on her shoulder.
"Not here," Randy states, "you deserve better than a locker room."
Randy looks up and kisses her softly. He helps her up and hands her the shirt he threw on the floor. He quickly changes and they head out to the parking garage. Sam kisses Randy's neck, but he stops suddenly.
"What is it baby?" Sam asks, looking up at his stunned face.
Randy drops his bag and walks up to his Hummer. Sam gasps, shocked at the sight before her. In bright bold letters written on the hood is "FUCK YOU" and the headlights are smashed. Sam walks up to Randy and she places her hand on his shoulder.
"Oh Randy, I'm sorry," Sam whispers, "who did this?"
Randy growls, slamming his fists down on the hood, turning to Sam.
"I think I know who," Randy states, fire in his eyes, "and he'll get his. If he want's a war, he'll get one."
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Oh boy, that sucks….because Randy has a nice hummer, lol. Anyways, please review and the next couple chapters should be up ASAP. Pleassssseeeeee review!!
Laura