Jay woke up to the worst headache of his life. It literally felt like someone was taking Hunter's sledgehammer and beating his poor brain with it. The lights around him were too bright, so he couldn't see very well, and he couldn't hear much of anything because everything was muffled and far away. But he did remember what had happened. He had been looking for Adam, but Randy had answered the door first. He had caught a glimpse of Adam laying on the bed hurt and traumatized but he hadn't been able to do anything about it because Orton had bested him in the fight. Orton…fuck, Orton had kicked him in the skull. That was what had to have happened. "Jeff?" he called out, his voice nothing more than a hoarse whisper. "Dave? Adam?"
He felt someone take his hand. "I'm right here," Jeff told him. "Adam and I are right here?"
Jay blinked a few times as everything came back into focus. He was laying in a hospital bed and Jeff and Adam were by his side, but Dave was nowhere to be seen. "Randy," he said angrily. "He did this to me."
"We know," Jeff said. "He came to me and gloated about it afterwards."
"What?" Jay said in shock. "But Dave--"
"A family emergency came up. He wanted to stay with me until you got back, but I made him leave. I told him that was where he needed to be." Jeff had a dark look on his face. "I should have gone with him and had him take me Adam's room. That was my mistake. When I was in the shower and Dave was out on the deck, Randy snuck in using your key card and hid under the bed until Dave left."
Jay shuddered. He could imagine Randy coming out from under the bed while Jeff was all alone. It was not an image that he wanted to have, but he couldn't make it go away. "Are you okay?" he asked, feeling more concerned about Jeff than he did for himself. "Did he hurt you?"
Jeff looked away from him quickly and glared at Adam. "He's awake and he's talking. I want to know what Randy did to you because now he's trying to do it to me. You promised you would tell me back at the hotel."
Adam gulped. It looked like that this was the last thing in the world that he wanted to do. But he seemed to sense that Jeff was not letting him out of this deal, and truth be told, Jay wanted to know what the fuck Randy had done to Adam too. He had been asking about it for awhile now, but he had never gotten an answer out of his best friend.
"It started just after we formed Rated RKO," Adam said, his voice shaky and weak. "We went out clubbing together and had a lot of drinks. A bunch of guys started harassing me and Randy came to my aid. When we got back to the hotel room, he told me that he had wanted me for a long time. He made me feel so damn desirable, and with us being drunk, one thing led to another and we had sex. The next morning, we were pretty much officially together, and I thought I couldn't get any luckier." He shook his head. "Boy, was I fucking wrong."
Jay and Jeff just stared at him, waiting to verbally tell him to go on if he stayed silent for too long.
"Everything was okay for a couple of months. Nothing he did stood out as warning signs. But then he started getting more and more agitated whenever I would talk to other guys. And he started getting really forceful and weird during sex. It was like he wasn't happy unless he was dominating me. Things got to the point where I was almost afraid to even talk to him. Whenever I tried to tell him he was being way too fucking nuts, he just got pissed and acted like I was his property and I was supposed to just take it."
Jay bit his lip. Jesus, he had never known any of this until now. What kind of fucking friend did that make him?
"I finally fucking got sick of his shit and I officially broke up with him right around the time we ended our tag team on TV. But that just made everything worse. He got really obsessive and he started following me around all the time. No matter what I said or did, he would not go away. It was like he became even more obsessed with me after he had me and then lost me. And even though I considered us to be broken up, he would always come to have sex with me." He looked down at his feet. "I did everything I could to resist him. I said no so many times that I lost count. But he did what he wanted to me anyway and he would beat and threaten me when I wouldn't comply." He shook his head. "I didn't have anyone to protect me. Jay, you was still in TNA; Amy had left the company; Matt still wasn't speaking to me at the time and you weren't either Jeff. And Randy had been the one I had been closest too for the months before that. I hadn't realized it at the time, but I had let Randy isolate me from everyone else while we were dating. So when the time came when he started raping me on a consistent basis, not only was I just too ashamed to tell everyone what was happening to me, but I had nobody who I knew I could trust beyond a shadow of a doubt. And that was how it was for a year and a half."
"What made him stop?" Jeff asked quietly. "Why did he finally decide to leave you alone?"
"Honestly? I think…I think he just got bored with me." Adam was silent for a moment before adding "This last rape not withstanding".
Jay looked away from Adam. He felt so confused and hurt by the fact that his own friend hadn't felt like he couldn't have helped at all. He knew it was a selfish reaction, but damn it, he couldn't help it. It made him feel like shit that he couldn't have been trusted with this knowledge sooner. Maybe if he had known what Randy had truly been capable of sooner, he would have been able to done something different to spare everyone of all this shit now.
"Don't beat yourself up over this Jay," Adam pleaded quietly. "It wasn't that I didn't want to tell you. But we were so far apart and you weren't going to be able to do anything to stop him anyway because you couldn't always be around, so I didn't want to burden you with the worry."
Jay sighed. "Well damn it…I don't even know what to say right now. Randy is fucking messed up in the head." He looked at Jeff. "What did he do to you when he got you alone earlier?"
"That's not important right now," Jeff said quickly. He patted Jay on the shoulder. "You've got a bad concussion and you need to rest. Adam and I will plot our revenge, so don't you worry."
"Don't worry?" Jay repeated incredulously. He couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Don't worry? Randy's obsessed with you, he hurt Adam for months on end, he broke Matt's hand even more, he just raped Adam again, he punted me in the skull and he got into your hotel room when you were all alone! Why would you--" He stopped as he realized what Jeff was trying to hide from him. "Son of a fucking bitch," he said under his breath.
Jeff shook his head. "Jay please don't--"
"He raped you, didn't he?" Jay didn't even need to hear the words from Jeff's mouth to know it was what had happened. "He fucking went in and raped you."
It was obvious that Jeff hadn't wanted this to be figured out at all. "He said he was going to punt you in the skull over and over again if I didn't let him," Jeff whispered. He closed his eyes to try to hide the fact that he was close to tears. "Jay I'm sorry…"
"Honey don't apologize," Jay said. He reached out and pulled Jeff close to him and let the younger man cry on his chest. The pain in his head was replaced by one in his heart. He knew that Randy wasn't going to let this go without a fight now. Randy had gotten a taste of Jeff, and now Jay wasn't sure if they could find a way to make him back off before he got another one. And what the fuck am I going to do to stop him? It feels like I'm going to puke if I even try to stand up right now. Oh God, how the fuck am I going to protect Jeff now?
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Cody and Ted exchanged glasses. Unbeknownst to Adam, Jeff and Jay, the remaining two thirds of Legacy were standing outside the door, listening to every word that was being said. They had received a call from Randy, telling them to keep an eye on things for him. "What do you think?" Ted asked quietly so the people they were spying on wouldn't hear him. "Do you think Randy's going too far?"
Cody shrugged. "It's not our job to think DiBiase. Randy wants Jeff and we're going to help him get the fucker. It's what we do."
Ted knew damn well what they were supposed to do, but that didn't mean he liked it all that much. Something about this thing was pulling at his conscience. There were just some lines that shouldn't be crossed. Helping Randy break Matt's hand was one thing; Ted didn't give a shit about Matt. But rape was a line no person should cross EVER. At least that was just how he felt.
Cody rolled his eyes. "Come on dude, don't look like that. Would you rather have Randy think you were a problem and feel the need to kick you in the head again?"
Ted didn't answer. He knew objecting to this would be a serious health risk for him, but that didn't stop his conscience from bugging him like there was no tomorrow. "Come on," he said. "Let's get out of here before we get noticed." And before I even begin to really consider switching sides and having my career ended by the crazy Legend Killer.
