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Chapter 14:

Randy and Melena had arrived back at the hotel after a long conversation about varying topics. As they walked into the lobby, Randy groaned.

"What's wrong?" Melena looked up at Randy's face quizzically. He was staring at something ahead. Suddenly, Randy grabbed Melena's hand steering her down a corridor. "Randy, what-"

"Sshhh, I don't want Ca-" Randy's hand tightened it's grip on mine somewhat, and I flinched, as a sharp voice called down the hall, cutting Randy off.

"Randy! Over hereee! Yoohoo!" Melena's brow furrowed, and she looked at Randy's tired, annoyed face. He turned around reluctantly, still holding Melena's hand.

"Candice. Torrie." Randy nodded once towards the blonde and brunette divas. Candice's blank stare of adoration was enough to make Melena's stomach twist, though she kept a nonchalant expression on her face. Dumb bimbos, Melena thought, annoyed by their appearances. They were both wearing the shortest of shorts, accompanied by bikini tops that were so small, that they were straining against the two divas' fake, large chests.

"Randyyypooo, why don't you come with us to the pool? It's amazing!" Candice gushed as she spoke, acting oblivious to Melena, whose hand Randy was clutching tightly. Why can't they leave me alone? And Randypoo? What the fuck? Randy thought in aggravation. He squeezed Melena's hand as he noticed her cover her snicker by coughing into her sleeve.

"I'm a little busy, ladies. Sorry." Randy motioned to turn around, subtly pulling Melena closer to his chest. He felt someone grab his arm, and he turned back to see Candice's plastic, bedazzled nails.

"Come on Randy, maybe you could even come back to my room later..." Candice winked, moving her hand to his chest, and Randy backed away, causing Candice to look shocked. Torrie watched on with a bored expression, examining her nails. Melena was upset, though. She kept a poker face, but on the inside she wanted to slap Candice for acting like she didn't notice Randy holding someone else's hand.

"No thanks. Bye." Randy turned and started walking fast again, ignoring Candice's pout.

"Hey, Mellyy! Would you like to join us?" Melena slowed, turning around as she heard Candice's fake, sickly-sweet voice. Covering a smirk, Melena shook her head, seeing the blatant jealousy on Candice's face.

"No thanks." Melena called out softly. She started walking again, and felt Randy slip his arm around her shoulders, rubbing her arm as they turned into another hall.

"Fine, maybe some other time! Bye Randypooo!" Candice screeched across the hall at Randy's back. His shoulders bunched up, and he bared his teeth, grinding them together. He shook his head at the noise, and looked down at Melena. Her face had scrunched up as if she was in pain at Candice's voice, and she looked up into Randy's eyes.

"I'm sorry Lena. I didn't know they would be there." Randy sighed, rubbing his face with his free hand. He looked at Melena with one eyebrow raised as he heard her. She was giggling, holding her chest as she looked at Randy.

"It's okay... Randypoo." Melena started laughing again, a tear squeezing out of the corner of her eye. "I guess I'll call you THAT since you don't like 'Randall'." She stopped laughing, and looked up to see Randy still staring at her with the hooked brow. He saw Melena's laughter die as she looked at him, a glint of confusion in her bright green eyes.

Slowly, Randy took a step forward, causing Melena to step back. He let go of her hand slowly, taking yet another calculated step. Melena mirrored his steps, compensating by moving back a step for every step he took. Melena let out a small 'oof' as she lightly connected with the wall behind her. She started to scoot to the right, trying to slip down the next hall, but Randy shot out his hand, blocking her way. He put his other hand out, too, boxing her in. Melena watched, her eyes wide, as Randy moved his face closer to hers. His nose was barely touching hers.

"You think that's funny?" Randy whispered, his eyes glinting with amusement as he saw Melena's face. She acted like a small deer, staring with her large eyes, not knowing what to do. "If I do recall, I have to get some retribution from our earlier car conversation." He looked right into Melena's eyes, his blue orbs connecting with her green ones. Their gaze was endless, and Randy moved forward, planting a kiss to her forehead. He looked back into her eyes, the tip of his nose skimming hers. "First of all, I remember you calling me a sexy pig." Randy pulled his head back, gauging Melena's reaction. Melena's lips twisted up into a faint smile, and a small laugh bubbled out from her lips.

Randy moved closer to her again, smirking as he saw her look at him with nervousness. He knew that her nervousness was the good kind. Leaning forward, Randy brushed his lips against Melena's ear.

"Another thing is the name, 'Randall'... I believe you have many things to be punished for. And I think that the object used to cause all those rude comments should be the one punished." Randy skimmed Melena's cheek softly, once more looking into Melena's eyes with their noses touching. "Don't you think so? There was a part in Romeo and Juliet, Lena. And it went like this: 'If i profane with my unworthiest hand this holy shrine, the gentle fine is this. My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand to smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.'" Randy watched Melena, and saw her looking, reaching into the depths of his stare. His eyes smoldered with passion. Moving back, and taking one hand, he gently traced her lips. He boxed Melena in once more, and moved closer to her, his chest gently touching hers. He leaned his head down, their noses touching, and then he leaned in closer...

Melena closed her eyes as she felt Randy's lips on hers. He kissed her gently, moving one hand to the base of her neck and one her lower back. Melena felt a tingling sensation as she moved her lips against his. She put her hands on his chest, melting into his touch. Against her better judgment, Melena groaned against his lips. She felt Randy's mouth pull into a smirk, and he pulled away, looking down at her.

"I think that's punishment enough." He winked as he started pulling away. He was stopped by someone grabbing his arm. He turned around, looking at Melena curiously. She smiled at him softly, pulling him closer to her.

"There's another part of Romeo and Juliet, and it's this: 'From my lips, by yours, my sin is purged... Then have my lips the sin that they have took... Sin from thy lips? Oh tresspass sweetly urged. Give me my sin again.'"

Melena leaned forward, meeting his lips. She felt his smile, and she smiled too, feeling bliss. His touch was enough to make her want more. Ignoring the small shots of pain in her ribs, she focused more on Randy's tongue tracing her bottom lip lightly. Sighing, she relaxed into his chest.

Randy had been a little surprised when she had pulled him back, but he was pleasantly surprised. He didn't want to push her or make her do something irrational which she might later regret, but this felt harmless enough. He wrapped his hands around her small waist, marveling at how she made him feel. Never before had he felt like this about any woman, not even Sam.

Melena broke off the kiss, laughing quietly. "We have to stop doing this." She shook her head, smiling. Randy smiled, leaning his forehead on hers.

"Why stop? I like this." Randy smirked as Melena blushed, trying to contain her feelings.

"I know, but we should at least take PDA into consideration, you know?" Melena felt Randy hold her hands, pulling them to his chest. She stared into his warm blue eyes.

"We should... but I don't want to hide what we have. Earlier, when I was going to tell that Mike kid about us, you stopped me. Why?" Randy's eyes revealed his bewilderment, and Melena sighed as she thought about her actions.

"I just didn't want you to say that you have a girlfriend who's, you know... damaged goods. I know that you'd be judged because of that, and I don't want to see you belittled because of me." Randy listened, and saw the truth of her intentions in her shining green eyes. He saw the depths of the haunting past which she had lived through in those eyes, but he also saw that her good heart and her love were still intact. He watched her bottom lip tremble, and kissed her cheek as a tear rolled down.

"Lena, don't cry. Listen to me, and remember what I tell you. I don't care what anyone thinks of you. I don't care what anyone thinks of me. I don't care what people say about us. I just want to be with you out in the open, no hiding anything. I love you, and nothing and nobody can ever change that." Randy kissed Melena gently on the lips, and pulled her into a hug.

Melena wrapped her arms around his chest, pressing her face into his shirt. She felt safe in his embrace, and she felt loved. She felt Randy rub his hands down her back soothingly. They stood like that for a while, before Randy finally pulled back somewhat, looking at Melena's face.

"We should get back to the hotel room. Although I think that John wont be too happy about that radio interview." Randy chuckled, and Melena nodded, laughing slightly.

"Yeah... that little girl killed his ego." She grinned as Randy pretended to be her. By the time they got to the room, both of them were in a much better mood. Before they went in, Randy stopped walking, looking at Melena.

"I meant what I said back there, Lena. Never forget it." He watched Melena's lips turn into a beautiful smile. God, how he loved her smile, her face, her laugh.

"I know. I know, and I will never doubt what you say. And I will never forget it." She hugged Randy once more before opening the hotel room door.

"Mel! I need you! Help!" Melena ran into the room as she heard John's yelling. She looked about frantically, and then scowled.

"What the hell, John?" Randy had bounded in after Melena, and stood behind her, glaring at John as he spoke. John was sitting on the couch, his face in his hands, Mickie sitting there with an amused look on her face. John slowly pulled his face out of his hands, looking at them sadly.

"Is it true?" He looked at the standing couple with a dejected face, his lip trembling. Melena stared at him curiously, and Randy stared at him with furrowed brows, his mouth pressed together, turned in a slight frown.

"What is, John?" Melena spoke quietly, wondering what had happened. John looked at them both, his voice breaking.

"Is it true that I'm... ugly?" He started to shake his head. Randy's mouth opened slightly , raising his eyebrows in a 'you have GOT to be kidding' look, and Melena was watching him with her mouth scrunched in annoyance, her eyebrows furrowed.

"You're stupid, you know that?" Randy said to John as he walked to the couch, gently pulling Melena along with him. John looked up, glaring defensively.

"YOU'D feel like this too if a little girl called you ugly compared to a guy in a freaking MASK. A MASK, Randy!" He shook his head, burying his face in his hands once more. Mickie rubbed his back soothingly, her lips pressed together, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

"It's okay, sweetie. You're amazing just the way you are." Mickie put a reassuring arm around John, and he groaned into his hands.

"Don't comfort me with crappy song lyrics, Mickie. It doesn't help." His voice was muffled in his hands. Randy leaned forward and grabbed the remote, turning on the television.

"This was amusing for all of five seconds. Get over it John." Randy flipped through the channels, settling on music videos on MTV. He heard John's indignant voice, and rolled his eyes.

"Here I am, going through a midlife crisis, and you're focused on amusement and television? What kind of a friend are you?" John shook his head, muttering. Randy stood up suddenly, walking to the door.

"Hey Mickie you can stay, but John has to go. Ugly moping people aren't allowed in this hotel room." Randy watched with amusement as John stood up in shock. Hiding a smirk, Randy opened the door, motioning for John to leave.

"I'll stay, thank you Randy." Mickie smirked as she saw John turn to her.

"My own girlfriend doesn't like me! Oh what the hell, I'm going to go hook up with Torrie. Bye." John started walking out, leaving after his joke. Melena gaped in shock, knowing that John's joke was not taken well.

"Hey, John?" John turned around to Mickie, and everyone flinched at what happened next.

Mickie slapped John so hard, that Randy instinctively put a hand to his own cheek. John looked at Mickie incredulously, and she glared at him.

"Every time I piss you off, you're going to go hook up with some slutty STD-filled whore? Well go ahead, because I won't be around to piss you off anymore." Mickie stormed out of the room, and Melena stood up, running after Mickie.

"Mickie, wait!" Melena called as she followed her new friend. As she left, Randy turned to John, shaking his head.

"That's something that you should never say, even as a joke." With that said, Randy left the hotel room to find Melena and Mickie, leaving John with a stinging face and his thoughts.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I know it's short , but I have to go do Thanksgiving stuff , kinda busyy ! Hope you all wont kill me , and I promise for a GOOD , LONG update sooon ;D I will tell you now ... thing's are about to get interesting [;

Just curious , who thought Mickie overreacted ? Leave me your thoughts , love you all !