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A/N: Still on my sisters computer. My mom said she is going to try and fix my computer tomorrow. So we'll see how that goes. Sorry for not updating as often as I used to. I promise that when my computer is fixed, I'll get back on it. This is the second last chapter. Next chapter is the final one. By the way, it'll be in Trish's POV.
Chapter 38:Tough Decisions
Trish is backstage watching the outcome of the most meaningful match in WWE history unfold before her eyes. She watches as John drops to his knees and stares down at his blood stained hands.
Trish: Johnny. (She sighs from disappointment, and relief. She rests her head in both of her hands. "Why'd it have to end like this? He should have given Randy what he deserved." With the disappointment in John for giving up, she shook her head.)
She couldn't understand what John was thinking. All this time he kept telling her, and everyone else that he was going to beat Randy. And she believed him. But she had no clue why he kicked Randy between the legs giving himself a loss by DQ.
"Well, at least I still have my job. Poor John." Even though John was the person who decided to end things this way, she couldn't help but feel bad for him. He lived for his job, and seemed intent on keeping it. But seeing him just freak out and give Randy the win by DQ, raised some red flags.
She looked back up at the screen hoping to get an answer by watching what would happen next. Randy pushed the referee away from him and snatched his WWE title from the ref. Randy looked down at the title, then hoisted it in the air displaying to the entire arena that he was still the champion.
Trish watched as Randy slowly lowered the title and wiped his face. Blood was smeared all over his face, and Trish couldn't tell where the blood began. Randy pinched the bridge of his nose in pain, and Trish figured he did so because he had a busted nose. Finally, the source of blood had been discovered.
John slowly lifted his head and his eyes met The Viper's. Randy immediately drops his championship to the mat, and glares angrily at John. Trish watches carefully, and notices John's hands shaking a little upon Randy giving him this look. It all became clear to her now.
"He's scared?" Trish furrowed her brows in confusion, but there was no denying the fact. John swallowed hard, and Trish can see his Adam's apple restrict. She knew he was scared, it was clearly evident by his body language. John told her plenty of times that he wasn't afraid of Randy at all. She now knew differently.
"John's actually afraid of Randy." She found it hard to believe, and hoped that it was just his nerves from the huge crowd. She seen John as fearless, and brave. She couldn't believe that he was afraid of anything, let alone another man.
Randy looks down at his wrist, which was smeared with blood from his nose. Randy seemed angry, and Trish knew he should be. John just busted his nose, and gave him a kick in the balls. Any normal man would get mad, and with Randy's anger management problems, it was a no-brainer that he would get upset.
Randy: You son of a bitch! (Randy took a step towards John and John immediately jumped back against the turnbuckle trying to put as much space between them as he could. Trish sighed, and shook her head in disappointment.)
It was true. John was actually afraid of Randy. Trish closes her eyes disheartened. Of course, she was afraid of Randy herself. He was over a hundred pounds heavier than her, stood more than a foot taller, and had beaten her senseless before. She would be stupid not to be even the least bit scared of him.
But with John it was different. John was only a couple inches shorter, but had tons of strength advantages on Randy. John could withstand a Hell of a lot of pain if he was able to take the beating he did from Randy without shedding a single tear.
If John wanted to, he could decimate Randy in a heartbeat. What she couldn't understand was how John asserted his dominance over her easily, but with Randy, he couldn't. Even when she wanted to control things, John took charge. Of course he let her do what she wanted, he wasn't controlling. But it was no secret that he was the one who wore the pants in their relationship.
He was the one who wanted to be in charge of things. When Trish wanted him to lie back and let her ride him and please him, he couldn't help but get his hands involved. When Trish wanted to pay for her own things, he wouldn't let her. He had to pay. He wanted to have his dominance, and she let him. She knew he thrived on this. He wasn't taking advantage of her, so she didn't mind. If anything, it made her life easier.
Knowing how much he lived on having dominance, she couldn't help but wonder why he wasn't taking it over Randy. Shivering in the corner wasn't being dominant one bit. It was being cowardly. And it irritated her seeing John act this way. It wasn't like him. It wasn't like him to let someone have control over him, and cause him to be scared of them.
Then it hit her. The reason John was afraid of Randy must have been because he was injured by him. Giving John a concussion bad enough to leave him with amnesia spanning over a couple of months, must have hit a nerve. With a surgically repaired shoulder and ankle, John's damaged brain was associating Randy's face with pain.
It all made perfect sense to her now. The reason John panicked like he did was because his defense mechanism in his brain kicked in. His body was trying to protect itself from further trauma. But she still couldn't understand why John let it be this way. He could easily defeat Randy and beat him to within an inch of his life. So why was he surrendering?
Randy takes another step towards John and it was clear he wanted to inflict pain. John holds both of his hands up in defense, while he tried talking Randy out of it. Randy pauses a few feet from John and smiles sadistically. He fed off of other people's fear just like a snake did.
Randy smirked and John just keeps his hands up, trying to get Randy to back off and not attack. Randy lifts his leg to take another step when the entire arena stands on their feet as music booms out through the speakers.
"I'm all grown up now
And I listen and learn
A true star and I'm finally getting my turn"
Everybody, including the men in the ring, direct their attention to the entrance way as Stephanie McMahon makes her way out to the ramp with a microphone.
Stephanie: No, no, no, no, no, no, no! (Trish perks her eyebrows up while she watches Stephanie practically have a tantrum fit in front of the entire world.)
Stephanie: I refuse to allow my WrestleMania main event end up like this. Ref, restart the match. (The referee looks at Stephanie confused and Randy's eyes grow wide from anger. He begins screaming, but being so far away from Stephanie, she doesn't hear a thing.)
Stephanie: This is the biggest match in the WWE's entire history. I'm not going to let it end by DQ. Lilian, re-announce this match. (Lilian hesitates for a second, then stands up and walks in front of the announcer's table.)
Lilian: Ladies and gentlemen, due to... (Randy slides out of the ring hurriedly and snatches the mic right from Lilian's hand mid-sentence.)
Randy: What the Hell do you think you're doing Stephanie!
Stephanie: I'm restarting this match. Now get back into the ring and compete.
Randy: Are you stupid? I just won. I'm done for tonight. I'm not wrestling anymore.
Stephanie: I'm your boss, and you will do as I say.
Randy: I have my lawyers backstage and all I have to do is say one word and they'll be out here. If you so much as think about forcing me into another match, by morning your entire bank account will by dry. I'll sue your ass! (John looks at Randy, then back at Stephanie.)
Stephanie: Say the word then. Go ahead.
Randy: Gary. (Randy is summoning his team of lawyers to come out. After a moment, nothing has changed. Stephanie smirks, and Randy becomes even more irritated.)
Randy: Gary! (Still nothing, and Stephanie's smile grows.)
Stephanie: Gary, or the others won't be out here. They have been kicked out of the arena. (Randy becomes furious.)
Randy: What the Hell do you mean they're kicked out! Are you trying to play me Steph!
Stephanie: No. I'm just trying to make sure these fans get their moneys worth tonight. (The arena erupts in cheers because they didn't want the match to end by DQ. They wanted a clear cut winner.)
Randy: You can't be serious Steph. These fans? You wanna give these fans their moneys worth? Just by seeing me here tonight is worth more than any of their pathetic tickets. Damn it, I am your WWE Champion. I should charge everybody extra money just to look at me.
Stephanie: Yeah yeah. Save it Orton. We've heard it since 2002. Your ego is huge. Now get back in the ring so we can have a wrestling match.
Randy: I refuse Steph. Cena busted my nose. Look at me. I'm bleeding. You can't force me into a match now. I could be injured.
Stephanie: You should have thought about that before you injured Cena. You didn't care when he was injured and you continued beating him down. Well I don't care if you're injured now.
Randy: That's not fair Steph! I won!
Stephanie: No you didn't Orton. You won't win unless you get a pinfall. Ref, this match is now a No Holds Barred match. (John's eyes shoot open. It was bad enough Stephanie was demanding this match to be restarted, but having a stipulation like this worsened the blow. This meant Randy could do anything to John he pleased without risking disqualification. There were now no rules and weapons could be added to the equation.)
Stephanie: There will be a winner by the end of tonight. No disqualifications, no interferences, no shenanigans. I don't care if this match goes over time into tomorrow morning. Nobody will leave this arena until a clear cut champion is crowned.
Randy: I'll sue you Steph! I hope Hunter and your father can pay for those little bastards you call children! Because by tomorrow morning, you'll be flat ass broke. I'm cleaning out your bank account! (Stephanie is obviously upset by Randy's outburst of insults and threats.)
Stephanie: Cena. (John gives his boss all of his attention.)
Stephanie: You win tonight, and a very hefty check will be waiting for you in my office. Don't let me down. ("Don't let me down." Those words trigger a memory mechanism in his brain. Just over an hour ago, these were the exact same words Trish whispered in his ear before he left her to go get ready for this match. "I'm done playing these mind games with Orton. He's just a man. I fear no man." This seems to have lit a fire under John because he pushes himself away from the turnbuckle and stares at Randy on the outside. Randy notices this and realizes he doesn't have the upper edge anymore. John was no longer afraid of him. Stephanie turns her back to leave.)
Randy: Steph, Steph wait. Please, don't make me compete. Cena, Cena isn't right. He's out of his mind. He'll injure me. He'll... (The microphone is knocked to the floor right out of Randy's hand. Randy looks up and sees John is the person who did it. Before Randy can react, John grabs him and throws him roughly back into the ring. John slides in behind him and the bell rings, signaling for the start of the match.)
John wastes no time on going on the offensive. With John in complete control of the match, Stephanie leaves the arena and all eyes are on the main event. Especially the eyes of a specific blonde Canadian. Trish's eyes lighten up seeing John dominating Randy the way he was. Finally, he had asserted his dominance over The Legend Killer.
"If he wins tonight, he's so getting laid." Trish smirks and watches as the camera shows a different angle from behind. John had Randy on the mat in a headlock. Scratch marks are obvious on John's upper back and shoulders, from the fun they had last night. "He needs this win more than ever." Trish pushes all her sexual thoughts about John aside, and focuses on the match on her TV.
Randy squirms out of the headlock and rolls out of the ring. Randy drops to his knees on the outside of the ring to catch his breathe. John stands up and looks at Randy nonchalantly. Randy peeks over the ring apron and sees John walking towards the ropes. Randy slides his hand under the ring and grabs a steel chair.
John has no clue what Randy just did, so he bends down between the top and middle rope and grabs Randy around the head. John starts to drag him back into the ring only to be nailed in the head by the steel chair. John falls flat on his back and Randy slithers back in the ring.
Randy digs his forearm into John's cheek and hooks his leg. The ref quickly drops and counts. 1... 2... John throws hit right shoulder up from the mat. Randy grunts in frustration. Usually a chair shot would end a match, but this time it wasn't and Randy was annoyed.
Randy: Stay down! (Randy starts hitting John with a furry of left and rights. Randy goes for another pinfall but once again John kicks out. "He's gonna have to do a lot more than that to keep me down." Randy becomes more frustrated and stands up.
Randy: Stop kicking out! (Randy bounces off the ring ropes and goes for a knee drop. At the last second, John rolls out of the way and Randy's knee drives into the mat hard. John gets up and kicks Randy right in the face with a big boot.)
Randy shakes his head and gets back to his feet holding his jaw. John grabs Randy and hoists him in the air, then drives him back to the mat hard back first with a suplex. The entire arena is watching intently on the edge of their seats.
Trish crosses her legs as she narrows her eyes studying the match. She was excited to see the outcome of the match. She knew John was going to win, he was so driven. "Wait, Randy ordered me to make sure he won, not John." Trish wants John to win, but knows that Randy would keep his word and come after both of them if he did.
After half an hour of hardcore back and forth action, John had gained the upper hand, and had tons of momentum. He climbs to the top rope and jumps off, hitting Randy with a diving leg drop. John backs himself in the corner and watches intently while Randy gets to his feet.
John scoops Randy up onto his shoulders and hits him with an F-U. Backstage, Trish knows there's only a second to make her decision, and she has. John covers Randy for the pin, and everybody knows that Randy won't be kicking out.
Everything seems to be in slow motion as John watches the referee slowly drop to his hands and knees to count the pin. The audience erupts into wild cheers and a second later, the ref stops the count. John looks at the ref in confusion.
Ref: His foot is on the rope Cena. Orton's foot is on the rope. (John stops pinning Randy and looks behind him. Randy's foot is indeed on the bottom rope, thus breaking the pinfall. Then John notices Trish on the outside of the ring and realizes something that makes him sick to his stomach.
Trish had placed Randy's foot on the rope to break the pinfall. John stands up and leans on the top rope as he looks at Trish with betrayal written all over his face.
John: What the Hell are you doing Trish! (Trish shrugs, because she did what she had to do. She was making sure Randy won so he didn't kill them like he said he would. Plus, she wanted to keep her job. She couldn't allow John to win and make her lose her job. She can see the hurt in John's eyes and immediately regrets breaking up the pin.)
Trish: I'm sorry. (John shakes his head in disgust and Trish notices The Viper getting to his feet menacingly. She points at Randy to warn John, but he doesn't buy it. He throws his hand up blowing her off and turns around.)
John's face eats the canvas with an RKO out of nowhere. The arena goes wild and Trish sighs knowing that the match could have been over a couple of seconds ago if she hadn't broken up the pinfall. Randy blows a kiss to Trish to mock her and she rolls her eyes. He drops down and covers John for the pin. The referee slides to the mat and begins counting. Trish closes her eyes in disgust. Randy was going to win, and it'd be all her fault.
END OF CHAPTER 38