Randy Orton: Unconditionally

Chapter seven

Chapter seven

Happy 4th of July, America! Enjoy the summer weather, BBQ, swimming etc etc and the story! Xxoo

I sat on the couch quietly as Jason watched Friday night Smackdown. If I would to be part of this I had to know these things. Friday nights are tapped shows that are recorded on Tuesdays. Mondays are live and they call it Monday night RAW. I had to be on a strict diet which meant no more burgers, pizza, or Taco Bell, just lean meat and a lot of vegetables. No more cookies, no more cheesecake, no more cotton candy or any candy of the sorts.

It was a big descion in which every body was pushing me to do. The moves are real and that means so is the pain, I wasn't sure if I could take that kind of pain. Well, that Big Show did land on me Monday, and I took that pain. I guess I can do this. What made it better is Randy which pushed me even more. It didn't take much convincing to go on Sling Shot with Randy; he is like my friend now.

I sat with the guitar on my lap, plucking my strings with my nails. Randy did not agree with me being a diva. He wanted me to be with him in the ring, like a sister they said that can tame him. I'll just be a cheerleader I won't be doing anything which is OK. I just hope they don't dress me in anything flashy or in a cheerleading costume.

I watched Randy's match, I couldn't understand what I do that changes him. Jason showed me past videos of Randy fighting, he was truly a killer, and the more I watched the more it made me sweat. I felt that empowerment, my fingers started to twiddle and my palms sweated. I excused myself from my room, I paced back and forth. I loved this feeling but what was it? This excitement was amazing. I got this just from watching Randy.

Jason was screaming from outside the living room cheering Triple H. It fueled me even more; I walked outside to the living room blocking their view.

"Em, come on honey this is the only thing that is good on now..." I glared at Jason, tilting my head side to side.

"Come on honey" Jason said. I threw a pillow at Jason, causing him to get up from the couch. He grabbed me from the back lifting my arms in the air. I kicked him in the leg, his weak spot and flipped him over. It wasn't until I realized what I did that I snap out of the daze. I actually flipped my two hundred and forty-five pound brother in the air causing the house to shake.

"What the hell was that" my mother shouted walking into the room. Jason had the wind knock out of him. My mother was in disbelief, the strength of her little daughter.

"Is that your way of considering the offer?" Jason asked. I looked at him and then my mother,

"It is..." I said, my mother did not like it, but she saw the potential in me and I feel as though it is calling me.

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The next morning I drove down to Vineland, at times feeling the need to turn around and head home. I followed the signs to Stefanie's office taking in deep breaths, I saw familiar faces and double faces. Twin sisters were in on this too; wow this is a family show. They glared over at me, flipping their hair in my face. They giggled to each other as they left; I just hope it wasn't deliberately.

I entered Stefanie's office; she stood with her husband talking about next weeks' show I guess.

I cleared my throat, "Um Stefanie..." I said.

"Oh, Emily how nice to see you" Stefanie said, "Told you she would come..." Triple H mumbled to her.

"We'll talk about it later honey" Stefanie said. I was going to be on the road with Randy for three weeks. In that I need to learn names, moves, finishers, diets while keeping up with things. I was in college all over again. It was overwhelming but I did not falter.