Go Your Own Way (WWE Fan Fic)

Chapter 19

Chapter 19 - The World On My Shoulders

Sitting in my locker room stretching, I heard a knock at the door. Looking up, I almost sucked up all the air in the room. There stood my enemies, Kelly and Eve on who other than Randy Orton's arms. 

'Hey sluts, man whore,' I smirked, the sarcasm dripping into the atmosphere. Turning so my backs were to them, I was pretending they weren't there, also texting John in the process. 

~ Text from Emily: John, get here now... Orton is here with his sluts... ~

Dropping my phone into my bag, I turned back around and folded my arms, something I was doing a lot recently. 

'What do you want?' I asked. 

'Well, ladies, I think it's time you left...' smirking in some sort of seductive fashion, the girls giggled slightly and walked off, making sure they had Orton's attention. As they left, Orton shut the door and turned back to me. My heart started beating slightly, but thanks to those weird anxiety pills, I was in some what control. 

Thank god for modern medicine, wouldn't have been in this position without you... 

'So Orton, what do you want?' 

'Well, I was hoping you could tell me,' looking at me with his narrowed eyes (which were kinda cute, but honestly even I couldn't deny it), he smirked.

'Urgh, no Orton, you're not getting what I think you're here for,' turning back to my bag, I felt him get closer to me. Eventually he started to rub his hands around my hips, leaning over me as I just stood there frozen. He started kissing the back of my neck, me still frozen. Turning, I pushed him away, making sure that he felt what I was feeling in the shove I just gave him. 

'C'mon Em, you want me and I want you, and now you're single so... let's get it on,' slightly laughing, he smirked again, trying to get closer to me again. Standing back again, I panicked, trying to find a way to get out of this situation. 

'What if I told you I wasn't single?' after it slipped, I regretted my words. 

'You are so single, I know it, you scream alone,' laughed Orton. Shaking my head, I looked at my feet. 

'...I'm dating Cena,' I murmured. 

'Say it louder Em?' mocked Orton, who knew clearly what I said. 

'I'm dating Cena,' I said with a stern tone, '2 weeks today.' Orton looked at me like I was crazy, but then in came Cena, whose whole body language screamed protectiveness. Walking towards Orton, he simply looked at him. 

'Leave,' he said, pointing towards the door. Putting his hands up in surrender, Orton backed away, a sly smirk on his face. As he left, Cena turned to me and walked forward, wrapping his arms around me. Surely he could feel my heartbeat because I was sure it would burst out of my chest any second now. 

'You okay?' he asked. 

'Yeah, I'm okay. But umm...' I looked down, trying to figure out the words to say to him. 

'What's wrong Em?' 

'I umm... kinda told Orton we were dating so he would back off, otherwise the crazy look in his eyes would've confirmed my worst nightmare,' I looked up at Cena, who actually didn't look too shocked. 

'Well, if that's what's gonna keep Orton away, then we gotta play his mind until he leaves you alone completely,' smiling I hugged Cena again. Looking into each other's eyes, he moved a strand of hair behind my ear, kissing me on the forehead. He then walked out of the room, leaving me alone. Looking around, I looked out the window, and of course my karma wasn't any good because there stood CM Punk, the last person I wanted to see.