"What? What happened to my Hunter?" Shawn said desperately, trying to hold back his tears that were appearing in his eyes.
"I'm sorry but he did not survive... I'm afraid to tell you that he has passed away..." the doctor told him with pity in her dark eyes. "The bullet were straight through his heart. I'm sorry but there was nothing we could do to help save his life."
Shawn bursted into tears and sink to his knees on the floor. He was so upset and heartbroken at losing the man that he loved the most. He couldn't believe this. He just couldn't. He was going to propose to Hunter at the club and now some bastard had taken away the man he wanted to be with forever. It wasn't fair to Shawn. Shawn wanted Hunter back but he knew that it was too late for that. Hunter, the man of his dreams was now gone from his life.
John looked at Shawn sadily, knelt beside him and rubbed his back to calm him down. He knew that he couldn't say anything to make Shawn cheer up. So he stay quiet and let Shawn cry his heart out.
Randy looked away from them and smirked a little. He was actually pleasured that son-of-a-bitch was dead, but he did feel bad for Shawn and he knew that Shawn would need John and him now more than ever. He knew that Hunter deserved to die for all that he did to him, John and Dave in the past. Randy was glad that Hunter was out of their lives forever...
Later
"Has he finally fallen asleep, John?" Randy asked as he was sitting on their couch in the living room, watching the TV.
John sat beside him and sighed. "Yeah," He leaned his head on Randy's shoulder. "He's asleep in our room. Poor Shawn was crying for two hours for Hunter..."
Randy clicked through the channels with the remote. "I know," he said. "But I'm a bit glad..."
John lifted his head and frowned at his boyfriend. "What did you say, Randy?" He said with a confused expression on his face.
"I said I'm a bit glad..." he replied without thinking about what he was saying to John. "I'm glad that Hunter is dead..."
"What?" John was a bit hurt and angry at his lover's words. "How could you say that?"
"Why are you getting so sensitive about this?" Randy stared at him blankly, showing John that he didn't not care about how Shawn was feeling about losing the one he loved. "That bastard deserved to die for abusing me... For hurting Dave... and for raping you and almost killing you... But he did kill yours and his child that was in you... That sick freak did not care about the child or you at all..."
"That was eight years ago, Randy," John said calmly, but he was boiling with anger on the inside. "How can you be so insensitive about how Shawn might be feeling right now?"
Randy shook his head in annoyance. "How could Shawn be so stupid to fall in love with that asshole?" he said. "Shawn was nothing more than a whore to Hunter and you-"
John slapped Randy hard across the face. "You fucking asshole, Randy!" He yelled with angry and rage in his heart. "You have gone too far with all of this! Get the hell out of my house and never come back!"
Randy blinked and got up, looked at John in confusion. "Are you dumping me?" He asked. "John..."
"Yes! What the hell do you think?" John got up and pushed Randy towards the front door. "I never want to see you again!"
Randy turned to him with anger in his eyes. "Fine!" Randy shouted at him. "Have fun raising the triplets on your own, you little slut!"
John's eyes widened. "W-What?" He looked at Randy with a lost expression on his face.
Randy laughed at him to hide his true feeling of hurt and heartbreak. "That's right, you were my little whore and I was just using you... I never loved you... You were so easy to fool, John Cena..." He smirked and walked out of the house. "I'll see you at the funernal, my little Johnny..."
John watched him leave in his car and collapsed on the floor in tears. "He never loved me..." He sobbed to himself, feeling so heartbroken by the man that he loved the most. "But I love you, Randy..."
Little did John and Randy know, that this was only the beginning of their suffering...