The One with the Ring or the One for Me? |Randy Orton|

Chapter 9: ?Confusion?

A/N: This is HUGE! so please read!!! I am visiting my twin in Macedonia for all of this month so I won't be able to update any stories until Aug. 3rd -ish so until then I hope this chapter was enough and was actually good I had to write it 3 different times cause it kept getting deleted D: anyways ENJOY!! <3             

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             I hit play after a few moments of examining her face, something about her just made me feel at ease. Normally my body is very tense, human contact just does not sit well with me but with her, I want to get closer and know more. What was it, her innocent smile with the dimple in her left cheek, those electric green eyes shining of hidden secret’s, her warm voice, or maybe its just her amusing personality? These thoughts swirl around my mind as I look back and forth from the TV and her face; trying not to draw her attention. Smackdown was over and reluctant to leave I ask, “So…have any questions?”

                My insides tighten as my stomach starts to flip flop, palms suddenly sweaty and heart racing as she searches her mind for a question.  “Um,” she says my heart pleading for her to come up with something, anything really I’m not sure if it was that I just didn’t want to see Sam or if it was that I just didn’t want to leave her! “When you do the RKO move is it just you pulling a guy down or is there more to it?” her eyes show genuine interest  as she turns her body to me to look me in the eyes, “wait do you even pull him or does he fall willingly?” she asks excitement bursting out.

                “Well, how about this when that” I say pointing to her ankle, “gets better, I’ll personally teach you how to do it and when you make it into the WWE I’ll let you use it!” I try to hold back a smile but the way her eyes light up I just couldn’t stop it.

                “Oh my gosh, you know that whole horrible person thing, I take it all back! You’re the best!” she squeals hugging my arm closest to her, I wince in pain but hide it as best as possible while I chuckle even though my heart felt like it was exploding with joy.

                “Yeah, I am pretty great…” I wink trying to play it cool,

                “Alright let’s not get too cocky now,” she smirks.

                I pull into the driveway at 11:30pm the house lights were all off so I quietly close my car door as I walk to the house, I try the handle but it was locked. “Damn…why the fuck do I have so many keys…apparently I’m a part time janitor and didn’t know it.” I groan as I squint trying to get a better view at my keys.

                “Shh!” I harshly shush the jingling keys anger rises with each key I try, “This better be the one or I’m throwing you” I hiss before trying to jam the key in the hole.  “Damn it!” I nearly yell as I jumble up the keys and throw them into the yard. I sit on the steps resting my head on my hands while I stare at the keys glistening in the street light. Jazmine’s smile flashes before my eyes and my anger quickly seizes, my body feels as though I’m on cloud 9 while I nearly float to the keys to let myself in.

                The door creeks open and I immediately glare at before tip toeing my way down the wooden hallway to the staircase. “Please stay quiet…” I plead to the floors as I try to glide across, each step taunts me; every squeak sounding like giggles. “Look if you stop I’ll buy you a nice carpet, you’d like that wouldn’t you?” I coo then smack my forehead “you’re losing it Randy…” I mumble to myself taking huge steps and make it to the steps and rush to the bedroom door that was luckily open already. I climb in bed and go over what happened at Jazmine’s and what I should have said instead before drifting off to sleep.

                “Good morning, Beautiful” I whisper into Sam’s ear brushing her hair behind her ear, a smile spreads across  her face before she opens her blue eyes.

                “Morning, Mr. Charming” she giggles just slightly as she turns to face me, giving me just the slightest peck. “You’re awfully chipper today, what gives?” she gives a playful nudge her eyes finally full of that glow I always used to make.

                “I get to wake up to a beautiful wife, the sun shining bright, and a beautiful daughter in the other room what’s there not to be happy about?”  I smirk kissing her forehead, she narrows her eyes at me suspiciously trying to see if I had a hidden motivation.

                “Really…you know what I’m not even going to question it!” she smiles big cuddling as close to me as she can get without actually being on top of me, “Why are you still in last night’s clothes?” she lifts her eyebrow as confusion spreads all over her face.

                “I got home a little late and I didn’t want to risk waking you, you seemed peaceful.”

                “Late…how late?” I can hear her insecurities rising to the surface,

                “A little after a eleven” I say looking down at her being sure to squeeze her just slightly to reassure her, “it wasn’t a big deal.” I add,

                “Mhmm…so where did you end up going?”

                “Remember the girl John is making me train?” I wait for her to give some kind of sign when she finally shakes her head I add “Well, I’m going there every Monday and Friday to watch Raw and Smackdown with her to further her training.”

                Sam nods in my chest but I could literally feel the worrying radiate off of her, “Randy…we need to talk about something…” she trails off and my arms fill with goosebump’s what could she possibly need to talk about?

                “Anything you want, Sam.” I say plainly trying not to let any worry seep into my voice,

                “…well…” she starts then stops, “hmm forget about talking how about this you are in dirty clothes I think we should probably clean up together don’t you?” she looks up in my eyes as a sly smirk spreads across her face,

                “It’s official I’m married to a genius Bill Gates, Steve Jobs, and Einstein combined ain’t got nothing on you!” I say excitement in my voice as the giddiness gets the best of me hopping out of bed instantly running into our bathroom to start the shower.

                “Whoa, I wish you acted like this when I asked you to take out the trash!” she laughs as she leans against the doorway posing all sexy like then banging her head “Ow!” she says her cheeks turning a rosy pink as I chuckle at her.