Title: The Voices
Rated: M (Mature)
Genre(s): Romance/Angst
Pair(s): Randy/Adam, Kane/Randy, ?/Randy, Jay/Heath, Phil/Jeff, etc.
Summary: Randy has been keeping a secret from Adam, and it is threatening to destroy their relationship. What is that secret? And when all is out in the open, will their love survive?
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone, besides my OCs.
Warning: Slash, Violence, Mpreg
Part: 4/? – Confront the Demons
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It was an hour before Raw started when Randy and Adam arrived at the arena, little Kimberly lost in her own little dreamland in Adam's arms. It was hard to believe that she was almost six months old. The time went by too fast. Randy held the door for his boyfriend, who had his hands full with all of the items needed to care for the infant, and Adam flashed him a small smile. Quickly, they made a beeline for the locker room that had been set aside for Randy for that show. Once inside, Adam set Kimberly down on the floor and let her crawl around.
"Could you watch her for a few minutes?" Adam asked softly. "I have to head down to catering to grab some warm water for her bottle. I'll be back before you can miss me."
Randy nodded. "Sure, I can do that."
"Thanks, babe." Adam kissed him, before he raced out the door.
This left Randy and Kimberly alone. The infant stared at him in a rather unnerving manner, before her little arms gave out and she fell down onto her stomach. Luckily, the floor was carpeted and her fall wasn't too bad. Randy walked over to help her back up, but when he came within arm's reach, she started to cry. She screamed as loudly as she could, and when his hand touched her, her frantic screams only became louder. Randy frowned and released her. Once there was distance between them, she fell silent.
Now, he didn't want to think that Kimberly loved Adam more than him. Or, even worse, Kimberly was afraid of him. But what else could he think? He tried to come closer to her once more, and the tears rained down her chubby face like two identical waterfalls. Kimberly opened her mouth to let out another scream, but Randy quickly recoiled back into the corner. Quiet fell. All of a sudden, Randy couldn't wait until Adam returned with that bottle. Thankfully, the blond returned a few minutes later with the bottle in hand.
"How was she?" He asked. "I see that the room is still intact."
Randy looked down at the infant, who now chewed on her fist as she rolled around on the floor lazily. He decided not to mention the little incident. "She was fine. You shouldn't have worried."
Adam chuckled. "I know. But she's my little baby, and I always worry about her. I don't like to be away from her for one minute. Do I, baby? Do I?"
Kimberly smiled and cooed softly.
After a moment, Adam asked, "Are you ready for your match?"
It was Randy's turn to chuckle. "Babe, my match is the main event. I still have hours until I need to be ready. Unlike you, I don't have to take an hour to make myself look beautiful before a match."
Adam turned up his nose. "The crowd loved it, didn't they?"
Randy nodded. "Yes, they did."
Randy leaned in, ready to claim a kiss from his boyfriend, when Adam smirked and slyly slid out of the way. He bent down and took the little baby into his arms, before he plopped down on the couch and stretched his legs out onto the other cushion so that Randy couldn't sit down. When the brunette scowled, Adam offered him a radiant smile. Randy muttered a slew of curses, before he turned around and decided that he might as well start to get changed and warm-up. He didn't want to sustain an injury in the match, after all.
This time, Adam didn't watch him. Instead, he stared down at the little baby in his arms. She nuzzled her fluffy blond head against his chest, cooing softly as she tried to eat her fist. Slowly, he rocked her back and forth and bounced her on his knee. When her bottle was ready, he took it off of the coffee table and shifted her about. He gently touched the nipple to her mouth, and she started to suck immediately. By the time he was able to wrench his attention away from the baby, Randy was dressed and had started to stretch.
"Randy?" The brunette hummed softly to show that he had heard the blond. "Please, don't be mad. I just… I can't help but feel like you're keeping something from me. And it hurts. I thought that you said there wouldn't be any secrets between us, and…"
"I meant what I said, Adam." Randy said lowly. "There are no secrets between us. Are you accusing me of lying to you? Because you know how I feel about liars."
Randy had stopped stretching and had crossed the distance between them, and was now looming over Adam dangerously. Adam flinched back nervously. "Randy, I -,"
Randy cut him off, furious. "Are you afraid I'm going to hit you?"
"No, I -," Adam whimpered pitifully when Randy knotted his hand in Adam's hair and yanked his head back. Subconsciously, Adam's arms tightened around the now-crying baby. "That hurts, Randy."
"Just… shut up." The hand slowly released him. "Shut up… shut up… shut up…"
"Please, Randy…" Adam pleaded. That was a mistake.
The fist connected with his face so harshly that it made Adam see stars, and he recoiled back in fear. Randy's eyes were hazed over, and Adam knew at once that this wasn't his boyfriend, but a defense mechanism. Someone or something had managed to creep into Randy's system, like an infection, and send his body into hyperdrive. And now, he had finally snapped. Fear turned his blood to ice, and he clutched the screaming baby even closer to his body. He didn't notice the thin stream of blood that trailed from the corner of his mouth, but Randy did.
Randy's eyes widened as he realized what he had done. He had become the man he hated. Lying to Adam constantly, distancing himself from him, and then hurting him. He had done the unthinkable. He had punched Adam. And it made him feel sick inside to see the love and adoration in those eyes turn to hatred and fear. At that moment, all he wanted to do was die. But he didn't deserve death. Death was the easy way out. He clenched his fists tightly, and Adam recoiled. Randy watched this with tear-filled eyes, before he ran out of the room without a word.
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