Disclaimer: Again, I own the OC's.

Author's Note: So here is Chapter 2. I SWORE I posted it a million days ago. But I suppose I didn't and I'm glad I didn't because I had more to add to it. Two stories in one night or morning whichever you view it as! Oh and Randy Orton is mine. Just letting you know.

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Everything I know has let me down
So I will just let go
Let you turn me inside out
'Cause I know I'm not sure
About anything
But you wouldn't have it any other way

'Spin' by Lifehouse


She wiped away her tears and the smudged mascara and eyeliner that had ran down her face. She hated this feeling and she had promised John she would stay with him even though he told her that she could very well go back to the hotel if she had desired to do so. She hated Randy and the feelings that he evoked inside of her; she was now a married woman, he shouldn't be able to do that to her. But he could and he always would she had a feeling.

"Hey, you okay?" Maryse asked as she walked into the bathroom, just to check up on her friend.

"I'm fine," Lilly replied with a smile, mustering it up the best she could granted the circumstances.

Maryse smiled back at Lilly, one of her friends, maybe even her best friend. She then turned to walk out of the bathroom to let Lilly finish cleaning up. Lilly sighed as she continued to wipe away at the smudged make up that was becoming hard to take off. She groaned in annoyance before grabbing a new paper towel then getting it wet before trying to erase the smudges. She began to notice the black smudges coming off and that relieved her a little bit.

She grabbed her eyeliner and mascara out of her purse to touch up her eyes since her tears and wiped the other usage away. She finished touching up her make up and she glanced at the door when she heard it open. Her green eyes landed on Barbie, or better known as Kelly Kelly to the wrestling world.

"Oh, I didn't know you were in here," Barbie said softly, pausing not sure whether to walk in completely or just turn and walk right back out.

Lilly hadn't talked to Barbie for two years and it made it easier that Vince had allowed her to switch over to the Smackdown brand. She turned back to the mirror to make sure her make up looked okay before going to walk out of the bathroom but Barbie was standing in the way.

"Move," Lilly said coldly as she stared into Barbie's eyes, a harsh look in her own.

"Lilly, can't we just forget about what happened and go back to being friends?" Barbie asked, her brown eyes pleading with Lilly.

"No, Barbie, we can't," Lilly said flatly before shoving Barbie out of the way and walking out of the bathroom, expecting her to stay put but was surprised to find that Barbie followed her out.

"It's been two years, Lilly; can't you just forgive and forget?" Barbie asked, pestering Lilly about it.

"No, Barbie! I can't because every time I look at your ugly, disgusting face I can't help but to think about the backstabbing bitch you are. Did you too not understand when I said I didn't want to be friends with you ever again or has your fake blonde hair seeped into your brain too much?" Lilly shouted at Barbie, finally annoyed with the girl.

Barbie's eyes went wide as her ex best friend began to yell at her. Lilly didn't seem to care that there was a crowd starting to form around the pair as Lilly continued to yell.

"Stop trying to talk to me, Barbie. Stop trying to get me to forgive you because I will never forgive you for what you did. You can't keep trying to go back to before you slept with Randy Orton because that happened, I can't pretend it didn't and you were the one that fucked everything up," Lilly shouted at Barbie. "You were the one that couldn't fucking keep your legs shut; not that you ever could anyways."

Barbie burst into tears as John pulled Lilly away from Barbie and the center of attention. Lilly hadn't even noticed that every single person that was watching the scene unfold before there eyes were her co-workers. John grumbled to himself as he pulled his wife outside of the building to let her cool down. He didn't know that everything was going to blow up today in front of everybody.

"Lilly, are you okay?" John asked, his eyes looking at her.

Lilly sighed and ran a hand through her blonde hair. She knew that Vince wasn't going to be happy with what all had gone down in the last fifteen to twenty minutes and with her insulting one of his divas. She leaned against the wall, sliding down into a squatting position as she began to breathe heavy, her thoughts consuming her.

"Oh God, I'm going to get fired, John. Vince is going to fire me for yelling at Barbie," Lilly breathed out, trying her best not to freak out like she wanted to do.

"Babe, Vince is not going to fire you, okay?" John said, squatting down in front of her and taking her arms softly in his hands. "It's going to be okay, I promise you this."

Lilly looked up into her husbands eyes for a moment before wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him into her, hugging him tightly. She buried her face in the crook of his neck as he wrapped his arms around her softly, holding her tightly too him.


Randy now currently sat at the bar with John Cena, Cody, Ted, Adam, and Chris drinking away his sorrows. It was obvious to everybody around him that he was upset over Lilly getting married and then showing up to the promotional event all happy with John. Randy picked up his glass and lifted it to his lips as his eyes drifted to the doorway and saw John Hennigan walk in. His interest rose when he didn't see Lilly with him. He didn't think anything bout it as he slid off of his barstool, taking it upon himself to have a little chat with his ex-best friend's husband.

"Hey assclown, where do you think you're going?" Chris asked, grabbing Randy's upper arm to stop him from going anywhere.

"Just going to have a friendly chat with Hennigan," Randy said, shrugging Chris' hand off of his arm before stalking over to John.

John glanced up as Randy stopped in front of him. John knew of the personal history Randy had with his wife and he knew that Randy was still in love with Lilly. He was sure that Lilly was in love with him and not Randy any more but the way she reacted earlier, he couldn't be sure. Not that he blamed his wife either because Randy had been such a huge part of her life for a while.

"Do you need something Randy?" John asked, unsure of where their former friendship stood or if it was still alive.

"Where's your wife? I thought you kept a close eye on her," Randy said, calmly as he sipped on his beer.

"Randy, you have no right to be talking about Lilly and it's none of your business where she is," John said as he glanced around the bar.

"She's my best friend, John, I have the right to know about her," Randy snapped slightly at John, completely forgetting about the argument he had gotten into earlier.

John took a deep breath. It was obvious that Randy was drunk and there was no arguing with him when he was drunk. John just went to walk away but Randy grabbed the back of John's shirt, stopping him from going anywhere.

"Hey! I'm talking to you," Randy growled as his fist bunched up some of John's shirt.

"Not anymore you're not Randy. I'm not going to talk to you about my wife when you're this drunk, so go back to the bar," John said shoving Randy's arm off of him.

John turned to walk away once again but Randy grabbed his arm and before John knew it, Randy's fist collided with John's left eye.

"You don't deserve her, Hennigan," he spat at the younger man before being escorted out of the bar by security.


Lilly walked into the hotel room she shared with her husband and dropped her purse on the floor, tired from a night out with some of the girls. She expected her husband to be out still with Mike as she walked into the bathroom to take the make up off of her face and was surprised to see John standing in front of the mirror, looking at his own reflection.

"Oh! You scared me, John," she gasped slightly before grabbing her make up remover wipes and got one out of the package then started to gently take her make up off

"How was your night, babe?" John asked quietly as he kept his left eye out of her view for the time being.

"Long and tiring; Maryse and the girls know how to have a good time," Lilly said as she continued to wipe her make up off.

John chuckled and watched his wife now wash her face with warm water and her night facial cleanser. He sighed before handing her a hand towel to dry her face and she accepted politely as she dabbed the towel around her face, making sure her face was dry before turning to look at her husband. She gasped as she noticed his black eye and instinctively, she reached up and grabbed his chin, tilting his head to the right to get a good look at his eye.

"Baby! What happened?" Lilly exclaimed as she tenderly ran her fingers over his left eye.

John looked down into his wife's eyes; he was trying to decide whether or not he wanted to tell her about Randy punching him or not. He gently took Lilly's hands in his, pulling them away from his face; he was currently battling with his thoughts, trying to decide whether or not to be upset that Lilly's ex best friend decked him.

"Randy punched me," he said, finally deciding to tell her the truth, because a marriage wasn't based on lies.

Lilly's eyes widened and she bit her bottom lip. It was obvious she felt that it was her fault, and maybe in a way it was her fault. Lilly felt remorse for what had happened to her husband because she was sure Randy had hit him because of her. She lifted one of her hands and tenderly touched part of the bruise that had formed over his left eye. She felt him flinch under her fingers and she looked away from him, taking her fingers away from his skin.

"I'm so sorry, John," she whispered her green eyes pooling up with tears.

"Hey, hey, baby, don't cry," John cooed softly as he softly used his thumbs to wipe away the stray tears that had fallen down her face. "This is not your fault. So don't blame yourself, Lilly."

"John, Randy hit you because he's upset over what happened two years ago; not because of anything you actually did," Lilly said grabbing John's hands to stop them from wiping her tears.

"Lilly, I can handle being punched by Randy, it's not something I'm not capable of handling, okay? I don't want you to worry about it," John said before leaning down and carefully capturing her hips in a soft, sweet kiss.

Lilly sighed before wrapping her arms gingerly around his neck, deepening the kiss a little bit. He smiled against her lips before his own arms encircled her tiny waist, pulling her up against him.


Lilly yawned as she turned over from her stomach to her back in the somewhat comfortable hotel bed. She rubbed gently at her eyes before sitting up and looking over to find her husband's spot gone. She frowned before getting out of the bed, completely naked before traipsing into the bathroom. She turned on the hot water and mixed in a little cold so it wouldn't be completely scalding hot. She plugged the bathtub up before grabbing her bubble bath and squirting some in.

"Babe?" she heard John shout from the other room.

"In the bathroom, babe," she called back as she grabbed a robe and slipped it on, even though her husband had seen her naked before.

John walked into the other room and smiled at his wife, before setting down a little sack on the bathroom counter. He walked over to her and slipped his arms around her waist and pulled her into him before pressing his lips softly against hers. She smiled before slipping her arms around his neck and pulling him even closer to her.

"I love you," she mumbled against his lips. "Take a bath with me."

"Always, babe, always," he mumbled as he pulled away from her and pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it to the side.


The married coupled walked through the lobby of the hotel and John knew his wife was glancing around to see if Randy would be spotted anywhere. He knew that deep down she still loved Randy but there wasn't a thing he could do to change it, not that he would because that's who makes her who she is today. He wanted to ease the pain, though. He stopped short, pulling Lilly to a stop as well as Randy stopped in front of them. John could tell Randy's gaze was on Lilly but he didn't want to cause a scene.

"What do you want, Orton? Did you have enough to say last night?" John asked, tugging his wife closer to his body.

"I just wanted to apologize."

"Well, you're not welcome around us anymore."

"I was drunk."

"I don't care, you should learn to hold your alcohol better."

"And you should learn to stay away from women who aren't yours!"

The look on Randy's face said it all and Lilly looked away from the both of them as they got face to face. She knew both of their tempers were rising and she had to stop them from getting into trouble in the hotel lobby and it wouldn't be good, especially with WrestleMania coming up so soon.

"Both of you stop it! Can't you act like mature adults or is there too much testosterone involved here? Randy, I'm married to John now, you can't change that and you will not change that so stop trying and John, please just let it go, for me," Lilly begged, her green eyes looking into his hazel eyes.

"Fine but just because I love you and he's not worth it," John said, shooting a glare at Randy before pulling his wife towards the door.

Lilly glanced back at Randy and saw a pained look on his face and she felt her heart break just a little bit more inside of her chest, as if that was going to make her life any easier. She loved John, she really did because he was the one to pick her back up and glue her all together again; she needed John. He was stability and he was now her everything.


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