Fangirl, Randy; Randy, Fangirl Chapter 27
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*Warning: implications of rape; not detailed, though.
THE SAME DAY
Randy stayed with Riley and waited until she was discharged from the hospital. He spoke to her and occasionally paused to gather his thoughts. He tried his best to convince Riley to stay in St. Louis; nothing seemed to work because she was ignoring him.
Eventually, Tucker returned with a clean set of clothes. Riley went into the bathroom to change. In the main room, Randy and Tucker exchanged glares. Randy opened his mouth to speak. "Save it." Tucker said. Randy sighed. "I love her, Tucker. Our kids need her; I need her." Randy said. He sounded defeated; like he was truly lost without Riley.
Tucker sighed. "You don't seem to show her enough that you really love her. You kicked her out when she got pregnant; you nearly disowned her and kept her from her children. When she caught you with Kristen with her own two eyes, she put up with you and the bullshit that came with it. She's madly in love with you and she always will be. Just give her some time; let her go ho—to Memphis. She'll be safe and with people she loves; with people she knows love her. I don't think she thinks you love her." He said. For once, Randy listened intently to what Tucker had to say. He needed all the advice he could get.
"Do you think she'll ever forgive me?" Randy asked. Tucker was about to answer, but Riley had come out of the bathroom. "Can you give us a minute, Tucker?" Riley asked. Tucker chuckled. "I'm always the one getting put out. I'll be in the car." He said. Riley smiled at him as he left.
Riley took a deep breath. "I loved you, Randy. So fucking much." Riley started. Randy interrupted her. "Why do you keep saying 'loved' like you don't love me anymore?" he asked. Riley sighed. "I have love for you, Randy, and I fell in love with you; but you have put me through so much crap that I don't even know how, or even why, I fell in love with you in the first place." She said.
Randy shook his head. "We worked past all of it, though. I don't understand." He said. Riley sighed. "Do you remember the first day of Axxess?" Riley asked. Randy nodded. "I went looking for you; you were in a locker room with Stephen. I heard you tell him that I made you quit. That I told you that I was going to leave you and take the kids with me if you didn't quit." Riley said. "I didn't know you heard that." He said quietly.
Riley nodded. "I left everything in Tennessee behind for you. I left my dad's company, and my friends. I uprooted my entire life for you. I dealt with Sam, Kristen, and everything else you threw at me. You can't possibly expect me to slap on a smile and pretend you never pushed me away from you and our children. I'm leaving because you want me gone, not because I want to go." She said. Randy shook his head. "I don't want you gone! I was upset and putting you out was something I did in the heat of the moment. I'm sorry, baby. I love you so much. Please don't leave me." Randy begged.
Riley shook her head. "Heat of the moment, Randy? Really? I was holed up in that hotel for a whole month. Four weeks. 28 fucking days! You have had a whole month to cool off from your 'heat of the moment' experience. Don't pull that shit with me!" Riley said. Randy hung his head. "You're right. I just couldn't handle the thought of you having someone else's baby and raising the baby together." Randy said.
She scoffed. "We weren't even married when I agreed to raise Nelson while you worked! He's not even your son! I raised your ex-wife's son and you can't "handle the thought of my having someone else's baby"? How many times do I have to tell you? This was your baby! Ours, Randy! Miracles happen! Did you know that the average vasectomy only lasts 10 years? Did you?" Riley asked. Randy shook his head. "No. I didn't know that." He said quietly. "And if we do the math correctly: you got your vasectomy when you married Sam. You met me five years after that. We got married a year after that. We've been married five years. That means you got the vasectomy a little over 11 years ago!" Riley said.
Randy stood still; he felt like an idiot. "Baby, I'm so sorry. Please forgive me. I should have believed you. Please don't leave me, baby. I need you." He said; he was near tears. Riley shook her head. "I'll stop by the house later to see the kids before I leave." Riley said. Randy nodded and inched towards Riley. "I love you so much, Riley. I don't want you to leave." He said. "It's funny how you straighten up when I threaten to leave, but when you have me by your side you don't give me a second thought." She said. Randy leaned in to kiss her, but she pushed Randy away. "I'll see you later."
Like the doctor said, it took two weeks for the DNA results to get back. The lab mailed the results to Randy; he broke down in tears when he read the results. Baby John Doe – Randy Orton 99.9% match He cried with his head in his hands. The baby would have been a baby boy. He wanted to call Riley, but he decided against it.
Riley had gone to Memphis for a month and returned to St. Louis. She and Randy had not been able to work out their marriage. They ended up settling with a divorce. Neither of the two was happy about it, but their marriage was falling apart and there was no way to salvage it. They had worked out a schedule pertaining to the kids: Randy would drop the kids off at school on Monday and Riley would pick them up. She kept them until the following Monday when she would drop them off at school and Randy would pick them up; the cycle continued. It worked pretty well; Riley and Randy never even had to see each other.
After their divorce, Riley went to the next best friend she had besides Tucker, Dani, and Theresa: Ted. She and Ted had talked about starting a real relationship. Riley had some reservations about the long distance, so Ted insisted on moving to St. Louis so they could be closer.
Randy hadn't been seeing anyone. It's safe to say that he wasn't content with the divorce. Sure it was best for everyone involved, but Randy wasn't happy about it. He didn't really have the energy or the confidence to date again. He felt like a failure for causing so many of the problems that resulted in the end of his marriage with Riley. He couldn't convince himself to date; he was lonely and miserable. He almost felt like he deserved it.
THREE YEARS LATER
This week, Randy had the kids. He dropped them off at school late because of a doctor's appointment. After the kids were in school, Randy went to the grocery store to do some shopping for dinner. He was on the condiments aisle looking for a salad dressing when he heard an almost angelic voice.
"Harley! Come back here!" At that, an adorable little boy ran into the back of Randy's legs. He didn't look any older than two years old. Randy frowned a little when he saw his face. Then, it clicked. He knew those bright blue eyes; the red hair was a dead giveaway. "Harley! I told you—." Randy looked up when he heard the voice again. His breath hitched. The woman came towards him and picked up the little boy; she put him in the tiny seat on the cart.
"Hey, Riley." He said as he admired her like he had never seen her before. The now 28 year old looked different. She had grown out her once earlobe short hair; it was down her back in waves. She was tanned as if she had been out in the sun. She wore a flowy skirt with a tight, white t-shirt and wooden wedge heels. The outfit was nothing like what she used to wear to the grocery store. Randy remembered her usually wearing sweatpants and a baggy t-shirt—when she had to look after three toddlers every day. Randy had to admit it; Riley looked really happy. She looked healthy and stress-free. On her forearm, Randy saw what looked like a tattoo at first glance, but after a while, Randy realized it was a bruise.
She smiled. "H- Hey." Riley said. Randy was about to speak until someone else rounded the corner. "I didn't find any cut okra; all I saw was the whole." The man said as he put a bag of frozen vegetables into the cart. "Hey, Ted." Randy said quietly. "Oh. Uh, hey Randy." Ted said as he snaked his arm around Riley's waist pulling her close; almost as if to so ownership or possession. Randy was a little jealous. He was really jealous.
"How've you been?" Randy asked, still admiring Riley. "I've b—" Riley started. "She's been great. Just fine without you." Ted answered for her as he harshly pressed his fingertips into Riley's side. Randy didn't see it, though. Riley quietly whimpered in pain. Randy nodded. "He looks just like you, Riley." Randy said pointing to the energized toddler who sat in the cart dangling his feet. Riley nodded and smiled. "Thank—" Riley began. Ted cut her off again, digging his fingers deeper into Riley's side. "Thanks. I like to think he looks like me. But, hey, what man wouldn't want his son to look like him?" Ted said with a sinister smirk.
Randy forced a chuckle at the low blow. "It was good to see you, Riley. Take care." Randy said. Riley smiled at him. "You, too, Randy." She said. Randy walked away and Riley watched him with a lingering smile. Ted grabbed her arm in a tight grasp, surely leaving a bruise. He tried his best not to cause a scene. "Are you trying to embarrass me?" he asked quietly so no one would hear. "No, Teddy." Riley said trying to hold back tears. "You will never speak to him again. Do I make myself clear?" he asked. Riley nodded. "Yes, Teddy." She said hardly above a whisper. "I didn't hear you." Ted said tightening his grip. "Yes, Teddy." Riley repeated louder. Ted smirked and ran his hard down Riley's back, stopping at her ass to give it a firm squeeze. Riley bit back a cry in pain. "Let's check out." Ted said.
Riley nodded and pushed the cart to a check-out line; Riley picked it because it was the shortest line. She didn't notice Randy was in front of her until Ted grabbed at her now bruising arm. "Pick a different line!" he growled into her ear. "But, this is the shortest line, Teddy." Riley said. "I don't care." He said. Riley nodded and moved to another lane. They paid for the groceries and left.
At the house Riley and Ted shared, the groceries were put away and Harley was put down for a nap. Riley had just left the toddler's room when Ted stopped her in the hallway; he pointed to a closed door down the hall. "Get in there. Now!" he ordered. "Please, Teddy. It wasn't my fault. I didn't know he was going to be there." Riley pleaded.
"You're lying! I can see it in your eyes." Ted said. In reality, what Ted was seeing in Riley's eyes was pure fear. Riley hung her head in defeat and walked to the door, hesitant to go in. "Go!" Ted yelled. "Please, Teddy. Harley is sleeping; don't be so loud."
Riley bit her lip as soon as the words left her mouth. "I'm sorry? I thought I was the one giving orders here. Was I mistaken?" he asked. "No, Teddy. I'm sorry." Riley said. Ted chuckled and pushed Riley into the room. "You know what? How about you start calling me 'sir'? It has a nice ring to it, doesn't it?" Ted asked. "Yes, Teddy." Riley said. Ted slapped her across the face, throwing her to the floor. "It's 'yes, sir', bitch! Say it!" Ted shouted. "Yes, sir." Riley said. Ted chuckled. "I like the sound of that. Now, stand up and strip." He said.
Riley nodded. She stood and slowly peeled off her clothes. She jumped at Ted's voice. "Faster!" he ordered. "Yes, Ted—sir." She quickened her pace until she was down to her bra and panties. She carefully started taking off the undergarments; she didn't want to damage them. "No. Leave them on. Get on the bed." Ted said. Riley nodded. "I didn't hear you." He said. "Yes, sir." Riley said.
She laid down on her back and waited for another order from Ted. "On your stomach. I don't want to see your face." He said. "Yes, sir." Riley said as she rolled over on her stomach. She heard shears snapping; she knew Ted was about to cut her bra and panties off like he did whenever he wanted to have his way with her.
"Please, sir. Can't I just take them off for you, dance for you?" Riley asked. "NO! Shut up!" he said. He was quiet. Riley screwed her eyes shut; she knew he had figured out why she didn't want the intimates cut off. "He gave you these didn't he?" Ted asked. "Yes sir." Riley said quietly. "All the more reason to destroy them." He said.
After an hour, Ted had forced himself on Riley and had finished his business. "Get up and get a shower. I want dinner on the table when I get back. Do you understand?" he asked. Riley sniffled and wiped fallen tears. "Yes, sir." She said. Ted smirked and walked out.
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