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Chapter 2: Hatred

- Randy's POV -

Adam was giving me the directions to Dave's house since I've never been to his house in California. Could you imagine? I've known Dave for quite some time and yet, I've never seen his house in Los Angeles. My eyes drifted down to the gas meter and there was barely any gas left. I entered the nearest gas station I found and parked the car by a station. I was about to step out of the car, but Adam stepped out first.

"I'll pay for it man, I owe you from last time." Adam said before exiting the car.

I just leaned against my seat and put my head on the headrest. I looked up at the ceiling and sighed. I was truly worn-out. I don't know why the hell did we have to come here early? Thanksgiving wasn't even for another two days. Everyone seemed so excited to go to Los Angeles. They act as if we've never been to Los Angeles before.

I looked over at John and he just put his phone on his ear. He was asked to call Dave so he could tell him that we arrived a little earlier than expected.

"Yo man, we're close to you house now." John informed him.

"Wow you actually remembered how to get here?"

"Well, thinking about your fine ass sister helped me refresh my memory." John teased as a smug smile appeared on his face.

Sister? Did he mean Beatrice? That couldn't be possible. Dave told me she was in Europe or something. Could she actually be at Dave's house? Before I could say anything to Cena, Adam slid back inside the car.

"Alright man, let's go." Adam said.

I turned the car back on and exited the gas station. I glanced at John and saw that his phone was no longer connected to his ear.

"Dave's sister is there?" I questioned my best friend.

There was silence in the car. That usually wasn't a good sign. Thank god the stoplight turned red so I was able to look over at them. I knew something was up. It was written all over their faces.

I looked at each of them awaiting an answer. They glanced at each other still remaining silent.

"Well is anyone going to answer my question?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

John sighed. "Um, yea man, Bea's going to be there."

I couldn't believe it. Beatrice was actually going to be there. This couldn't be. I knew they were just pulling my leg. John's my best friend; he would have at least given me a heads up about the whole situation. He knew what occurred between us.

"Whatever man, don't joke around like that." I said as I turned when the stoplight turned green.

"I'm not joking man, Bea's over there with Dave. She lives with Dave." John replied.

I stopped the car on the side of the road and smacked John on the chest.

"Ow! What the fuck was that for man?" John exclaimed as he rubbed his chest.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I questioned him.

Before John can reply to me, Jeff interrupted him. "Look Randy, we didn't think you would care."

I looked at him and chuckled. "I don't, and I just thought that you assholes would have at least mentioned it to me."

"For what, you shouldn't really care right? I mean you have Sam." Melina said quiet coldly.

"That's the reason right there, I have Sam. How am I supposed to tell her?"

John turned to me and scoffed. "Honestly Orton, Samantha is the least of your problems."

- End POV -

There was silence between the wrestlers as they made their way to Dave's home. No one really knew what to say. Shock was still clearly seen on Randy's face. Everyone knew that Randy and Bea had to meet again at some point in their lives. How long were they going to avoid the long delayed talk they needed? To add more to the drama, Gabriella is now in the picture. How was Randy actually going to react to the daughter he was never there for?

"Your kid is there." Jeff finally broke the silence between the five. "I thought I would tell you since we didn't tell you about Beatrice and all."

Randy looked at Jeff. You couldn't really tell the emotion that Randy felt. It was a mixed of happiness, anger, excitement, and nervousness.

"Is my kid a girl or a boy?"

"Baby girl man, has your eyes, but everything else is Bea's." John let out a small laugh. "Thank god."

Randy smirked. "Well at least I know she has something of mine."

"Let's just pray she doesn't get your arrogance." Adam added.

"Hey, fuck you, I'm not that bad." Randy tried to defend himself.

"Yeah, you're right," Adam nodded. "You're worst, you're actually an asshole half the time."

"Shut up Adam." Randy chuckled.

"Oh and another heads up Randy, she knows you're her father." Jeff felt like he was the messenger. He always advocated on telling Randy instead of ambushing him, but Cena and Copeland liked being douchebags to their dear friend.

Randy couldn't believe what Jeff just said. After all the bullshit that had happened, his daughter knows that he was her father. Now he was just excited. He couldn't wait to see his daughter. But he couldn't help but feel nervous. What about Bea? Would she be cold-hearted to him? Or would she accept him with open arms? Okay, maybe not with open arms, but at least with a bit of kindness?

"What? How? I mean I was never there." Randy shot question after question. He's not exactly sure how to react, he was excited, but at the same time, he just said that the kid knows about him, not what she felt about him.

"Beatrice is not heartless. She made sure that Gabriella knew who her father is," Jeff paused. "She taped a picture of you and her on Gabriella's crib when she was still little."

"You should see how her face lights up everything she sees you when you come out on Raw." Adam said. "She would just start clapping and say 'Daddy.'"

Randy didn't really know what to say. Even if he hasn't seen Gabriella he just felt proud to know that she at least knew who he was. A smile spread across his face, pushing away the bad thoughts starting to consume his mind.

"I don't know why you're smiling Randy, that kid hates you." Melina never had a soft spot for Randy Orton. Maybe it was because she sided with Beatrice or the simple fact that Randy doesn't exactly have the best attitude. Whatever it is, the two never saw eye to eye.

Randy's smile was immediately wiped off his face as soon as he heard Melina's words. He looked over at John who was glaring at Melina.

"I don't know why you're glaring at me, John. If it was my decision, Randy doesn't deserve a second chance." Melina was close to Beatrice. Ever since she met Beatrice, she became Team Bea. She agreed with Beatrice. She felt that Randy doesn't deserve to walk in Gabriella's life after he walked out. "He doesn't deserve it after the bullshit he put Bea through and for choosing to turn his back on his daughter."

John rolled his eyes and looked back at Melina. "Well it isn't up to you is it?"

"Whatever, anyways, you might as well be honest with your best friend. You should tell him why the kid hates him." Melina suggested to John.

John turned to Randy. "She doesn't hate you for walking out on her. Like you said she wouldn't understand. On her fourth birthday she was so happy to hear that we were coming, meaning Dave, Melina, Adam, Jeff, Amy, myself and a few others. She thought since we were coming, you were too." John paused and looked at Randy who was waiting for him to continue. "She was showing off to her cousins, saying her daddy was coming. The whole party she was waiting for you to arrive."

Everyone looked at Randy and saw the hurt in his eyes. How was he supposed to know he was expected to go? He didn't even know anything about his daughter except for the fact that she was alive.

Adam put his hand on Randy's shoulder and continued for John. "When the party ended, Gabriella was upset. Bea knew this and told her that you had something else do for her. Gabriella has been hearing excuse after excuse for as long as she can remember." Adam paused and took a breath. "She went up the stairs and we started helping Bea clean up. Out of nowhere we heard something crash on the floor."

"We all ran to see what happened and we found Gabriella crying on the top of the stairs. She threw the picture frame that had you and Bea's picture that she kept by her bed. That's the only picture she has of you and she threw it on the ground." Adam paused, letting Randy take his words in before he eventually continued. "After that day she just stopped watching wrestling. Watching wrestling was the only way Gaby can actually see you, besides looking at the picture she had."

Randy looked at his friends shocked. He didn't know what to say. I mean what was he supposed to say? His own daughter hated him and she didn't even know him. Well that's why, she doesn't even know her own father. Randy sighed. He knew his daughter had the right to hate him. But since he will be seeing her this long weekend, he was going to make sure that change.

"So when we get to the house do not expect a warm welcome from her." Melina added.

It was silent after that conversation. No one really knew what to say to Randy. The only voice you heard was from Adam who continued to give Randy directions to the house.

They finally entered a driveway. Randy parked the car right beside what he assumes to be Dave's car. Everyone got out and stretched. Randy looked up and saw they were in front of a beautiful cream colored home. He knew that once that door opened he was going to see his daughter and Beatrice after five long years. He was going to see the people he turned his back on.