The Arrangement

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Chapter 6

Melanie's POV

I blinked, wondering what had woken me. I was surprised to find myself alone in the bed and I sat up looking around. It was early, only about half seven. Randy was already up and dressed. Currently, he was dropping some clothes around the bed, including the lingerie. On closer inspection, it was accompanied by his wedding suit. The thump of the clothes against the carpet had woken me up. I sat watching him for a few seconds.

"What are you doing"?

He looked up for a moment and then continued. "In case Stephanie pops in; it needs to look real".

I slipped out the bed and headed over to the bathroom.

"You really think she'll care that much"?

"You don't know her very well do you"? Randy commented sarcastically. Right, he was possibly hung over. I rolled my eyes and shut the door.

Randy's POV

I huffed and stared at the room carefully. Yup, this should do. A bottle of champagne had been left in the corner chilling. I had broken the seal on it and poured half the bottle down the bathroom sink. I rustled the bed clothes a bit more and moved kicked the clothes around.

I can't believe this what I've been reduced to. My phone buzzed on the table.

Hunter: Gym in ten minutes.

Randy: OK.

Hunter: Can't wait to hear about your night. Was she worth it? Little hellcat, am I right?

I flipped my phone off and tossed it down. Stephanie wouldn't fall for this. What if they already knew? Melanie walked out the bathroom and sat back on the bed. I gritted my teeth. One more thing I didn't want to do.

Normal Pov

Randy sat next to her and raised his hand to her face.

"Please don't hate me for this", he said softly.

"Hate you for what"? She asked haltingly.

He didn't answer. He just kissed her roughly. Gripping her tightly, he flipped them onto the bed so he was lying above her. Melanie winced and tried to push him off, but he wouldn't budge. She gasped in pain as he nipped and sucked at her neck, shoulders and the tops of her breasts. His grip was hard enough to leave marks on her skin. A few tears escaped from her eyes.

Cody was right. Oh god, he's gonna rape me!

"Get off me, you crazy fuck"! She choked out, thumping his torso with her fists. He pulled off quickly and she bolted up, smacking his face with a balled up fist. The sound of the impact was very satisfying. Randy grunted and moved off the bed. Melanie shuffled up to the headboard and curled in on herself.

"See? You did hurt me", she spat out. "Cody was right about you". She ran her hands over her aching neck, the bite marks throbbing. Randy looked down at the ground before meeting her eyes.

"If Stephanie and Hunter don't believe the marriage was consummated, there will be repercussions for you and for me. I'd rather avoid that", he stated coldly, his steel eyes unflinching.

"I hate you", she whispered.

"I know you do. But right now, you hate the Authority more, and I'm the only person who can protect you", he retorted. "Just follow my lead from now on right"?

With that, Randy picked up a backpack and left for the hotel gym. The door clicked shut behind him and Melanie was left alone, shaking on the bed.

Roman's POV

Stephanie was sitting on her suite's sofa tapping away on a tablet as we stood uncomfortably before her. Dean huffed in impatience and Seth swayed slightly on his feet. I chewed on my bottom lip thoughtfully. After several more minutes, Stephanie finally put her tablet to one side.

"Right, you have all examined your new contracts? Any questions"?

"No Ms McMahon", we all replied in unison.

"Good. And the Authority can count on you completely"?

"Yes Ms McMahon", we all muttered. Dean rolled his head upwards in agitation.

"Excellent, then we can count on you to do your best. You've proven yourselves valuable assets to us; don't give me a reason to think otherwise". She smiled at them. "You can go now".

Back in our suite, I slumped down on an armchair while Dean plopped down on the bed lighting a smoke. Seth started pacing.

Eventually the tension just got too much.

"Guys", I said, "we don't have a choice".

"Oh no, we do have a choice we just can't do it. We either go with the motions or we're out. Dean will never work in wrestling again, they will go public with you and, oh God, I can't even think about it"! Seth exclaimed stomping across the room.

"Just kill them", Dean hissed, his eyes closed and his head rolling. "They're doing my head in".

"Dean", Seth looked at worriedly. "Did you take your meds this morning"?

"No", Dean mumbled, looking away from them.

I sighed, got up and passed him a bottle of water. I took two tablets out the bottle in my bag and put them on Dean's outstretched tongue. He took a sip of water and obediently swallowed. Seth crouched down in from of him and fondly ruffled his hair.

"Good boy".

Dean smiled back at Seth.

"Stay with me"?

"Always".

I watched the two of them snuggle together, and felt tightness in my chest. As much as I liked Melanie, I couldn't let my boys down, and I couldn't lose Shea.

Melanie POV

Twenty minutes after Randy had left, Stephanie walked into the suite. She took one look at me and broke into a smile.

"Good night"?

I didn't answer her. Let Randy play their game, I couldn't deal with her right now.

Behind Stephanie a maid came in with a trolley and left it. She then wheeled a suitcase into the room.

"Just some clothes and toiletries Mellie", she said lightly. "I think we got the right sizes".

"Just get out", I whispered. "Give me some peace".

Stephanie crouched down to my eye level.

"Where would be the fun in that"?

I met her stare with one of my own. Eventually she backed up.

"Make sure you rest up tonight. You make your ringside debut tomorrow night. From the look of you, Randy's putting you through your paces. Those love bites will look great on camera, let daddy see how his little girl is enjoying married life".

Bitch.

Normal POV

Once upon a time, Melanie had the view that nothing in life was so terrible it could not be solved by a relaxing bubble bath. As she got older, she found that it alleviated problems for a while and although it helped soothe, it was by no means a cure all. Now she just felt like a rock lying in a pool of water. There wasn't anything comforting about this. The water just covered but it didn't do anything, it was hot but she barely felt it. She truly was a little automated doll now. Stephanie said jump, she would ask how high.

She left the bathroom wrapped in a huge white towel. She stopped at the mirror and examined her skin. The paleness contrasted with the red and purple marks left by Randy's savage attack earlier.

I can understand why he did it, but it doesn't mean I approve.

She squared her shoulders and dug through the suitcase for suitable clothes. She pulled out some underwear and a pair of blue sandals with a slight heel. It was warm today, so she opted for a long blue dress made for casual summer wear. The clothes in the case were brand new; they were also clothes she would never have worn before now. She slipped the clothes on and brushed her hair out.

She stared down at her hands. The shaking was only semi now. Melanie felt anxious and there wasn't anything to keep her mind off what might happen when Randy gets back. Did he do that to fool them? Or did he do that to fool her? Maybe they were all laughing at her behind her back. That seemed like the kind of humour they all got off on.

She gulped down a few breaths and tried to calm down before she broke apart again. She had nothing to take her frustration out on.

Roman's POV

There wasn't a guard posted outside of her door anymore. That made things a little easier. I dropped the case down and knocked on the door before sprinting back to the stairs.

Normal POV

Melanie was surprised to find the door unlocked. But considering that she had no car, credit cards, cash, anything of value to trade, she really had nowhere to run to. She wasn't even sure where exactly this hotel was.

There was a moderately sized case lying at the door. She picked it up and brought it inside setting it on the bed. There was a tag attached.

You can get through this.

She traced her hands over the top and opened it up. Her face broke into the first genuine smile for the last two days. Sketch pads, paints, drawing materials, brushes. It wasn't cheap either; this was good quality stuff. The case was big enough to hold it all but not so big it would be difficult to carry it around.

She picked up one of the pads and started flipping through the empty pages, breathing in the scent of the book. She picked up a box of charcoals and moved over to the balcony. Despite the circumstances, the room still had the best view in the place. She was going to use it.

For just a while, she finally found some peace.

Thanks for reviewing! Stay tuned for Randy's return, Melanie's first night at RAW and her inevitable encounter with her brothers.