AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hey , so I just want to say that from here on out , you'll see why the story is rated M . I'm sososooo sorry for the late updates , but my AP classes are killer ! I have a few tests as well , so please don't hate me D; I've written up to chapter 9 if that makes you readers feel better [x Sooo , hope you find this next chapter interesting , and I'll be on my way now , enjoy [:

Chapter Six: Leave it All Behind

Randy was in the gym, Melena standing helplessly on the other side. Steven was laughing maniacally, hurting her. Randy ran towards her, but she kept getting farther away. He sped up, but he didn't get any closer, Melena crying as the onslaught by Steven continued.

"Melena!" Randy shouted, trying to get to her. She didn't seem to hear him, and Steven kept up with his beat-down. Randy kept shouting her name, running to get closer, but it was useless. He suddenly heard his name quietly being spoken, but he didn't know where the voice was coming from. He heard his name louder, but he just kept running.

Randy woke up with a start. His heart was racing, his eyes wide, his mouth gaping open. His forehead was damp with perspiration. He saw Melena's face, which was concerned. He wiped his face, and shook his head, trying to forget the nightmare he had woken from.

"I'm sorry Randy. You seemed like you were having a bad dream, so I tried waking you up. Did I startle you?" Melena regretted waking up Randy. She had been watching him sleep, and his legs started to twitch, and he started to mutter. She had thought it was the best idea at first, but now she felt bad.

"No, thank you for waking me up. I wasn't having such a good dream, you were right. How long have I been asleep?" Randy gently smiled at Melena, stifling a yawn, and stretching his arms and legs out.

"About 4 hours or so? I woke up a couple hours later. The nurse brought in a better chair for you." Melena pointed to a large cushioned chair sitting right next to Randy. He got up, pushed the old chair out of the way, and moved the cushioned chair into the old chair's spot. He sat back down, sighing in relief.

"Thanks Lena. This is much more comfortable than that shitty folding metal chair. Wow, I can't believe it's eight o clock… I was supposed to be at the house show two hours ago. That's besides the point though. Has the doctor said anything to you?" Randy leaned forward, giving Melena his full attention.

"Nope, he said that judging by my injuries, I can probably be out by tomorrow morning. I just have to be careful not to get hit in the chest too much." Melena laughed quietly, and then remembered what Randy had said. "Wait, you missed the house show? Won't you get in trouble? And doesn't John have to be there if you have to be there?"

"Yeah, I missed the show, but my boss won't mind one show. And John's supposed to be at the show… why do you ask?" Randy's face showed his confusion. He leaned back, and Melena looked confused too.

"Well, John is-" Melena got cut off by another voice.

"Hey Mel, I got some coffee, and I got you water like you asked. Hey, Randy's up!" Randy turned to see John with a cup of coffee in one hand, and a bottle of water in the other. Randy shook his head, grinning as he realized what John had done.

"You skipped out on the house show." Randy didn't ask John, he told him. John laughed, and nodded towards his friend.

"Hell yeah I did! I can't leave my best friend and my new friend all alone in this boring place! Here, the coffee is for you by the ways." John handed the coffee to Randy, and Randy thanked him. He sipped the coffee. He looked at Melena, and saw that she was smiling, and she seemed relaxed.

"John, why didn't you tell me about the house show when you got here?" Melena looked at him with fake anger, and scolded him. "You can get in trouble! And unlike Randy, you didn't clear it with your boss!"

"Hold your horses sweet cheeks, Randy didn't clear shit with the boss! Is that what he told you?" John grinned evilly and winked at Randy, and Randy glared at John. John pulled the metal chair from behind Randy, and pulled it next to him.

"Randy! You'll get in trouble! What if you lose your championship?" Melena was instantly worried, getting on Randy's case. He sighed in frustration and glared at John once again.

"Thanks, dumbass. Lena, I can handle it, don't worry. I'm sorry John has to be such an ass and make you worried over nothing." Randy smiled as Melena laughed. John turned to Randy, frowning indignantly.

"Well, at least I told Mel the truth instead of feeding her a bullshit story to keep her happy! I don't know about you, but me and Mel would rather know the truth and be upset rather than be happy with a lie!" John smiled smugly, and Randy smirked.

"So when Torrie caught you cheating with that one redhead, and you told her that the redhead was just a friend, what was that? I don't think that was the truth, man, especially because you talked to me for weeks about how you were getting two sweet deals in one." Randy's smirk became more pronounced as John's face turned red, and Melena pinched her lips together to keep from laughing at the poor guy.

"That's how being a player goes, man. And how about you, were you happy being lied to by Sam when she acted like she was in love with you when she really…" John stopped talking suddenly, the realization of what he was saying becoming apparent too late. He knew he couldn't take back his words, and he mentally slapped himself for bringing up the subject that Randy had just recently stopped being depressed about.

Randy's face lost all emotion, and he didn't move. Melena sensed the change in atmosphere, but felt it was best not to pry. She sat quietly, wondering what would happen next.

"I'm so sorry Randy, I didn't mean it-" John tried to apologize, but Randy slowly put one hand up, stopping John mid-sentence.

"I think you should leave for a while." Randy stated in a monotone, not revealing any emotion. John nodded once, smiled at Melena, and got up. He swiftly left the room, leaving Melena and Randy alone once again. Randy tried not to think about it, but the memories came flooding back.

It was last fall, a Saturday, and Randy was dressed to go out to a nice restaurant with Sam. He had the engagement ring in his pocket, and he kept rehearsing what he would say. He still had thirty minutes until he had to pick up Sam. He decided to relax his mind with some television, but just as he was sitting down, a knock came at the door. Randy wasn't expecting anyone, so he was confused. He got to the door, and opened it, and was surprised and confused. Samantha stood outside his door, wearing plain jeans and a hoodie, and she was carrying two large bags.

"Hey Sam." Randy was confused, and he wondered what was wrong.

"Randy, we need to talk." Sam's voice was trembling slightly, but it was strong and demanding. It was then that Randy noticed her red-rimmed eyes. He was confused, but he moved to let Sam in. He didn't say anything. He followed Sam into his living room, and she sat down on the couch, putting the bags down next to her. Randy was about to sit down next to her, but she shook her head. She pointed to the couch opposite her, and he moved. He sat down and looked at her closely, wondering what was bothering her.

"Sam…" Randy began, but stopped as she shook her head once more, pressing her lips together.

"Randy, I need to talk to you, and I just want you to listen without saying anything. Can you do that for me?" She stared at him, her eyes watery, and he nodded once.

"Of course, Sam." Randy stared at Samantha, trying to figure out what was wrong. Sam looked down at her lap, took a deep breath and looked up again.

"Randy, I cant do this anymore. I… I can't pretend to be what I'm not. Randy… I'm not in love with you. I used you for your money, and im sorry. I realized too late that it was wrong playing with your emotions, and I hope you can forgive me someday. I brought back everything that you've bought me. I'm sorry, but I just couldn't go on doing this. Goodbye Randy." Sam got up abruptly, and Randy got up as well.

"Sam, you can't mean it…" Randy's voice was weak, and Sam just shook her head once again, her tears flowing down her face now.

"I do mean it Randy. I have to leave now." She walked towards the door, and Randy followed her.

"Sam, please don't…" Randy's voice broke, and he fell to his knees. Sam did not turn around. She then said the words which she knew would stop Randy from going further.

"Randy, I don't love you. I never loved you. Every kiss, every touch, everything… it was all a huge lie. Please try to understand. I gave you back everything. Just forget about me, because I've already forgotten about you." She then opened the door and ran out, slamming the door behind her.

Randy saw the tears on the floor where they had dripped off of Sam's face, and he looked down at the ground in front of him to see small droplets of tears as well. He knew the tears hadn't been there before. He put a hand to his face, and realized the tears were his own. He broke down, staying in the kneeling position he had been in before, tears streaming down his face. He then got up, pulling the ring out of his pocket. He set it down onto the table near him, and he went back to the living room. He grabbed the bags Sam had left him with shaking hands, not bothering to look inside. He walked into his kitchen, opened up the trashcan, and threw them both inside. He suddenly felt sick to his stomach. He felt sick to the point where he had to run to the bathroom.

Randy reached it just in time and he vomited in the toilet. His head spun, and he pulled off his suit jacket, loosened his tie, and slumped against the side of the toilet. He couldn't believe that Sam had played him so badly. He remembered all the times she said 'I love you', all the times they had hugged, kissed, made love… all of it had been a lie.

Randy got up and washed out his mouth, and made his way to his bedroom. He changed into jeans and a plain shirt. He went to the bar and drank continuously until he felt a hand on his shoulder. Randy was so far gone, that he couldn't even tell who the person next to him was.

"Randy, I need to take you home now. This is more than enough." Randy recognized Hunter's voice, and he slowly nodded, stumbling around. He suddenly went blank, losing consciousness. When he woke again he was in his home. His head was pounding, and Hunter was there, holding aspirin and water. Randy took the medication, thanked Hunter, and watched him leave. That was when he saw the letter on his dresser. Hunter had left a note:

'Randy, I found this on the floor in the hallway. I thought you should keep it. -H'

Randy didn't dare look at the letter. He just lay in bed, looking at the ceiling, knowing by the script on the envelope that the letter was from Sam.

Rand returned to reality, not wanting to think about the rest. He just sat there, trying to clear his mind. He realized what could erase the disastrous event from his brain.

"Lena, are you going to finish your story? You don't have to right now if you don't want to, but I'd like to know the rest eventually." Randy tried smiling at Melena, but Melena saw through his mask, sensing his pain.

"Of course Randy, but… I want to know what happened to you with Sam. Not now, but eventually. If I can reveal everything to you, then you can do the same." Melena knew she was getting to the part of her life which would possibly repulse Randy to the point where he'd leave her, but she knew she had to tell him.

"Okay Lena, I'll tell you later. I don't feel like right now is the best time though, if you don't mind." Randy looked at Melena with a questioning stare, noticing how she seemed nervous.

"I think I should tell you the rest of the story Randy… I don't know how you'll feel after you know everything, though." Melena looked to the window in the room, not wanting to see Randy's face when she told him.

"I would never judge you Lena. You can trust me." He spoke softly putting a hand on her shoulder and squeezing it slightly. She nodded, and turned back to Randy.

"The last thing I told you was that I thought he was cheating on me… well after a week of knowing, Steven and I argued again. He told me his friends were all fine, and none of them were bad influences. I told him then that I knew about the affair. He got quiet, and asked me whether I had checked his phone. I told him no, and I told him about the text. He looked at me then, and he looked different… scary almost. Then he just beat me without stopping, and this time, he was completely sober. He yelled at me about how I was nothing but a bitch, and how he could have sex with anyone he wanted, but I would still be his, because nobody else would want me." Melena hesitated as she saw Randy's jaw clench, and his fists tighten. His eyes narrowed, and he muttered, "That fucking bastard…" He looked at Melena expectantly, and with compassion, egging her on. She continued.

"I slept on the floor where he had left me that night, and I woke up because Steven was pulling on my arm telling me to follow him if I wanted to stay alive. He took roped and tied my hands and legs together, and threw me in the backseat of his car. He took me to his friends house and they… they hurt me. I didn't say anything to Steven when we got home, and for a month he kept beating me and abusing me, but I stayed quiet. He wouldn't let me talk to my friends anymore, I was just a pet to him. Then after a while I realized there was something horribly wrong." She turned to Randy, and stared at him closely. "Randy, I don't think you want to know the rest…" Melena pressed her lips together, and she fidgeted with her hands. Randy looked at her calmly and gently.

"Lena, you don't have to tell me anything, but I promise I'll never judge you. Just tell me, its time for someone to know what happened, because I can tell by your face that you've never talked about it before." Melena looked at Randy once more, and she took a deep breath.

"Randy, I noticed something that changed my life, and it's something that I've never forgotten. I… I noticed that…

AUTHOR'S NOTE: C'est fini!;D Haha , take a guess what she noticed/realized , it's pretty … shocking … even for me ![x Don't worry your pretty little heads by the ways , I have up to chapter 9 written , as I've said before , so you'll find out what happened soon enough! Sorry if Randy's flashback was too long btw , it's just that his story is just as important as Melena's … you'll see what I'm talking about in a few chapters [; Anyways , je suis en retard , a bientot !;D