Randy Orton: Unconditionally

Chapter thirty-three

Chapter thirty-three

            “Duck, Emily!” H shouted. AJ hit me in the place unintentionally. AJ knocked me out on the floor. I was exhausted, my body ached and I felt delirious at times. It’s been like this for two days now. I sat rubbing my face, thinking how much more could I take this? Whenever I wanted to stop Bray Wyett would just keep feeding me.

            “How’s she doing?” Randy said.

“Terrible” H said. Randy shaked his head as he watch me getting beaten. Once he saw my face swell up.

 Randy stood with his arms crossed, he seem worried, as if he wanted this to stop. I was not going to stop. I was too amped.

"Emily" Randy said, carelessly. I ignored him.

"Em, Randy's talking to you" AJ growled, under my body. I ignored her too.

 "AJ, push her off end this!" H demanded. I flew across the ring pinned. I was pumping air into my lungs fiercely.

"Emily, calm down sweetie" H said, rubbing my over tense shoulders.

"She needs a long break, Wrestlmaina is two weeks away...I think she knows her part" AJ said.

Randy got into the ring helping me up.

"Let me see you..." he said checking my scars.

"You'll be alright...nothing I think you haven’t seen before" he winked as I grinned. The thought of facing the Bray no longer scared me. It’s just losing scares me, and every day the fear grows stronger.

 We were in Randy's hometown, the trees began to have color to them, and flowers began to bloom. I sat out of breath for a while. I arched my back in pain a couple of times; my face scrunched up and whimpered.

            I so far now know everything about the WWE; the past, and the present. Randy sat next to me, his arms hovering his knee caps. He starred at me as my chest heaved in and out.

“I don’t want to stay at a motel tonight…” said Randy. I looked at him, where we suppose too stay?

“Where do you wanna stay?”

“My place…” he said, his gruff voice growing soft. I glared at him,

“Isn’t your wife there?” I snared, knowing I’m still not comfortable with it.

“No…its mine…just you and me…” he smiled. I couldn’t help to laugh. Randy’s place excited me inside, but I must be respectful. My brothers must be pulling their hair out and eating it now.

            “How far is it from here?” I asked.

“About an hour or two…” I scoffed; I don’t want to be so far away from the gym.

“Emily, you need to relax, everything is set now…Kane won’t back down on us…we are fighting to keep you with me. I’m fighting to keep you.” He said. I looked at Randy, seeing the seriousness in them.

            “I have never been this afraid before…I never had something to lose…” I said. Randy pulled me close to him, giving me a kiss on the lips. Our forehead touched, he felt the same way I knew he did, he didn’t want to show it.

“You won’t lose me…” Randy whispered, I sighed.

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            Triple H and Stefanie were watching from outside the watching Randy and Emily share their moment. Triple H sat disapproved of it.