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John's point of view.

I walked out of the bar. Walking the few blocks towards the hotel. I was egdy, like I knew something was going to go wrong. I could feel it. I pushed it to the back of my mind, saying it was only because we where in Randy's home town that something was going to happen.

"John?" I looked up expecting to see a fan, but wanting to slap the person I did see.

"Samantha?" I eyed her, her eyes where red she had been crying. I knew only one person in the world could make her cry like this.

"God John its all such a mess" I eyed her confused. "I've hurt him bad" I wanted to laugh in her face and tell her she couldn't hurt Randy not anymore than I had.

"Sam Randys been having a bad time lately if you've seen him and hes been horrid to you its not yoru fault" I tried to reason with her as I swayed lightly.

"He has?" She looked crushed, "Fuck" I eyed her knowing there was more to this story.

"You want a drink?" She nodded as we walked back to the club. I avoided the guys as I slid her into a quiet tabel. We got a beer each as I tried to reason I shouldnt be angry at her, yet for some reason I was.

"I told him the truth" she said after a moment, "Why i've been hiding Alana away from him" I looked at her, "The afair with Greg started a year earler than I said it had" I knew that she was going to say before she said it, "She isnt his John we got DNA's done. Alana is Gregs daughter"

"So not only did you take away his house, not only did you sleep with his friend, your taking his only child away from him too now" she nodded taking my abuse,

"John you don't know what it was like-"

"Save it. Honestly. It's not me who you should be explaining to - Does Alana know or his family?"

"I told his mum yesterday, she said she was leaving ti to me to tell him. She never wants to see me again surprisinly" she scoffed, "I'm gonna try explain to Alana tomorrow" she nodded. Something else dawned on me.

"How. Um How did Randy take it?" I asked and she shook her head.

"He just started screaming and told me to leave then slammed the door on my face" she shrugged finally coming to terms with it. I stood quickly.

"I swear if he's done anything stupid because of you" I prayed to god he hadn't taken anything, but I knew Randy. I knew how much he loved his daughter and I knew how much this would kill him. I shook my head wishing more than anything he had me to turn to.

"If he has, he'll be in blue heaven" she muttered the name of the club where Randy always met his dealer "Look after him John. You always save him" I wanted to cry right now.

"I'll do my best" I left her with her beer and left. Hunter caught my eye and fallowed me outside. I ignored him best I could just detemained to find the damn club. His wrist caught my arm and I spun to meet him.

"Care to explain why your sitting with Randy's ex wife"

"Look I need to go, Randy could be in trouble" I tried to pull my arm out of his hand.

"How?" It was Shawn. I smiled at him. Shawn had told me all about his weird family, about how I should get back with Randy etc. I trusted him.

"Sam dropped the bomb that Alana isn't his" Their faces dropped, "Look we all know Randy he doesn't deal very well" I frowned trying not to think of the state he could be in by now.

"He needs you John" I nodded.

"Do you know where he'll be?" I nodded, not doubting ti for a second.

"Look after him?" Hunter asked and I nodded.

"I'll do my best, I'll check in later okay?" They nodded and I hailed a cab down.

*

Randy's point of view
She put the condom in her mouth and pushed her mouth over my dick, I sighed as she pulled her mouth back and I fixed the condom properly.
I pushed her against the sink smiling, neither of us cared if anyoen came in and I was far to wasted to even know if someone hand. I pushed her dress up her pale skin and I pulled her underwear down, I slid into her easily, she moaned lightly.

Over the last few hours I had found out that she wanted exactly what I wanted. To get fucked up and then fucked. So hard it left bruises. Since neither of us could have who we wanted. She some other guy and me John. I started slamming into her, her too willing body nothing like the one I wanted and I wondered lightly if I should have picked a guy instead. Ignoring the thought, I slammed into her a few more times before spilling into the condom.

I pulled out of her and she stood up turning lightly. "Two left" She shook her bag at me. We had long since finished mine. I took the bag from her placing both on my tongue, I pulled her forward kissing her as she swiped one off my tongue. We pulled back and laughed hysterically at nothing.

Nothing seemed real anymore and I felt no pain.

"Randy?" I turned towards the door and groaned.

"Whatya want John?" I asked, as she walked into one of the cubicals probabaly to clean up.

"To help you" He eyed me and shook his head, he walked forward placing his hands around the base of my cock and pulled the condom off. He tied it and binned it before fixing my trousers. I just let him not sure I could do anything else, "How much have you had?" He asked me and I shrugged, "Not enough" He groaned in frustraition.

"Come on we're going back to the hotel"

"No" I didn't want to go back to the reality of it all, I wanted to stay her with my strage new ugly easy friend who likes the same shit I do and get so wasted much more wasted.

"Randy I'm not asking you" He pleaded.

"Go on Randy, your boyfriends missing you" His eys whidened but I hadn't told her any of that. Actually I hadn't told her anything.

"And you are?" He asked her, disgust written over his face.

"If I haven't told Randy here, why would I tell you" She laughed manically, ovbiously fucked out of her face.

"Randy move"

"John I don't know why your here, but I am a grown man-"

"I'm here because I bumped into Sam" My eyes narrowed, rage took over me and I knew they could both see it, "I know. Now come on"

"No invite for me?" She laughed ovbiously pretending, "Oh well, never was a Cena fan anyway" She laughed grabbing her bag leaving the toilets. As soon as the door sung closed. John turned to me, his face torn between anger, hurt and confusion.

"Randy just let me take care of you?" And now that the starnge blonde was gone. I needed someone, I looked into John's eyes and nodded.

"I want another drink"

"We'll get one at the hotel" he promised. I nodded as we stumble out the toilet. I walked through the crowd, the flashing lights making me blind every few seconds, the beat of the music making me want to dance till my feet gave way, and the heat and sheer smell of people making me want to fuck every single person in here starting with John.

I stumbled out the front door and smirked at the door man who had been here for years. "Alright Danny?"

"Sup Orton?" He smiled, "Good night"

"Almost perfect" I laughed as John pushed me towards the cab that seemed to be waiting on us. I slid into the back and as did he.

"Hilton" John said and the driver took off. I watched through hazy eyes my hometown passed by me. Memorys fludding me as I was close to passing out too much drink and drugs threatening to take over me.

One particular memory took over me as we passed a park not far from my mothers house. It was Alana's first brithday. I had gotten the weekend off work and spent it with Sam and Lana. It all seemed perfect that weekend. My eyes watered as I bitterly thought about how it had already been going down hill for a year.

We stopped suddenly. I only realized as John helped me out the car. "Hunter if you would?" Someone else picked me up on the other side, helping me to walk.

"Oh hey H"

"You could have came to any one of us orton" Hunter hissed as we stood in the lift, "You didn't need to turn back to drugs" He sounded so disapointed. I laughed bitterly.

"I could have, but none of you would have sucked my dick under a table for a long island ice tea, now would you?" John hissed quietly in my ear.

"I'll talk to you in the morning Orton" He shook his head as he put all my weight onto John as he my room door, "You got him?" he nodded.

I stumbled into the room as John closed the door. I seen the letter still crumbled onto my bed. My vision once more started to blurr. I picked it up and re-read it. John sat beside me as finally the tears started to flow. "John" I croaked, and he nodded, "This" I held up the letter, "Destroied me" I tried to breath, "How could she not be mine?" John didn't know what to say or how to say it but he gave me what I'd truely been needing all night and that was someone to lean on, "I loved her like nothing else in this world" I cried, "I agreed I wouldnt see her for a while so she would get used to the divorce" I hissed, "Never did I think she was trying to break me away easily - what happend to the woman I married" I asked him, again he didn't know what to say.

"Sam would never try to hurt you Randy, not really. She was loney and she cheated yeah - but I don't think she ever dreamed Alana wasn't yours" He sighed, rubbing my arm. I clung to his chest crying.

"Well they've got their perfect little family now don't they?" I nodded and John sighed.

"Randy don't do this to yourself, don't beat yourself up. This is not your fault. I've seen what this does to you please don't do it again"

"Why do you even care John?" I groaned pushing him away.

"Because I'm the one who always has to save your ass"

"Then don't if it's so much hard work" I snapped, moving away from him completely.

"Randy don't push me away again" he tried to pull me back in again, "Please?"

"Why now John? Why come back now? Huh? Wanna be my buddy again all of a sudden?"

"I never stopped-"

"Yes you did! You said you couldn't be friends with me. You broke your promise" He sighed, and the room wouldn't stop spinning, to much emotion and substances in my body was a bad mixture, always has been.

"I know you need someone right now, someone you know will do anything to help you" I shook my head, " I've always saved you from youself Randy. I am NOT gonna stop now, not over a few drunken fumbles"

"That all it was to you?" I asked honestly and my mind swung, my heart ached.

"Of course not, but thats not what you need right now. We don't need to complicated everything right now. I'm here as a friend to help another in need" and I stupidily believed him. So stupidily believed he was only here to look after me. I lay down, still completely dressed, still clutching the letter. John kicked off his shoes and slid beside me holding onto me as I slid into a drug filled sleep.

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