CHAPTER 15
Well here is another chapter!! And much longer!! This one is for you 101mizzpoet101!! Hope everyone enjoys, it feels good to be back. And as always I own no one but Laura. This is purely fiction!! Read and Review!!
By 8 O'clock that night Laura was about to go out of her mind. Or at least that was how she felt. Randy still wasn't home and she really wasn't expecting him anytime soon, and she really didn't want to see him just yet anyways. She still didn't know what to do about the situation. As she stood at the door in the kitchen looking out at the large pool in the back yard the phone rang and startled her. She looked at the caller id, and didn't recognize the number but she answered it anyway, what was the worst that could happen right?
" Hello?", there was no response, " Hello? Is anyone there?", but there was still no response. Yet she was positive she could hear someone breathing on the other end of the phone. "Okay, who the hell is this, I'm hanging up now."
"Who are you?" replied a raspy voice.
"Umm, no, who are you? Randy if this is your idea of a joke, it's not working. Jackass!"
"This isn't Randy, and this is no joke. Watch your back bitch." And with that the caller ended the call with Laura standing there with the phone still to her ear and a look of utter confusion on her face. She slammed the phone down and started to walk around the house turning on lights and locking doors. She was unsure if it was just Randy or one of his friends playing a joke but she wasn't going to take a chance. Last of all she set the house alarm. She found herself wanting Randy home; even though the phone call wasn't that threatening it just really gave her the creeps. As she walked back into the kitchen the phone rang again.
" Hello?" she said.
"Hello my pretty, what are you wearing?" said the voice on the other end.
Meanwhile Randy and his buddies were sitting at the sports bar tossing back beer and catching up.
"Okay, so man, what the fuck is up with you? You were way off your game today man, and we all know you hate to be second best" said his buddy Jeff.
"Ahhh, it'ssss ccccomplicated." He said with a bit of a slur, as they had been drinking most of the afternoon.
"Well that can only mean one thing with you buddy. WOMAN TROUBLE" said another one of the guys, " Dude, you're Randy Orton, why the hell do you let women bother you. You can get any woman you want."
"Yes, yessss I can. BUT there is only one woman that I want. HA and guess what? She ain't even a woman."
"What the fuck man?"
" She's seventeen, a virgin, AND my best friend since fooooreverrr," he said as he took another swallow of his beer, finishing it off and gesturing to the bartender for another.
"WHAT?
you're after a kid. But hey, nothing like a younger woman er, girl,
in your case. Have you tried anything yet?"
"No, well, yes,
but nothing that went very far. Just fucked around a bit. But man I
want her so bad. Am I a perv?"
"Well, technically, yeah. Probably but damn, is she almost eighteen?"
"Yea…won't be long now. Ooooh and did I mention that she LIVES with me? And she's beautiful"
"Wow, um, I don't know what to say Rand, I really don't know what to say other then you really should let her know how ya feel. And soon."
"That prick John Cena wants her too. He will not get her. Oooooh he will not get her. He's comin' down here and gonna try and fuck her. But guess what? HE'S NOT!"
"Good man, good. Damn, I've never seen you messed up over a girl. Ya gotta tell her before it's too late. Fuck the fact that she's young. Go for it."
"I'm gonna. Man, how am I gonna get home? I can't drive. I'm WASTED!!"
"I hear ya, gonna have to get a taxi buddy, your truck is at my place, come get it tomorrow"
"Okay, I'm gonna go get a taxi and get home. Oh I'm fuckin wasted is rrrrrigh." He said as he stood up and had to hold the chair to get his balance. He walked out of the bar, leaving his buddies behind and went towards the first available taxi.
Back at the house
"JOHN!! You friggin perv!!"
"Hey girlie, it was worth a try, what's up?"
"Uuuugh,
nothing. Home alone. Randy is out with his friends."
"He left
you home, alone. In that big house. There's so much trouble you
could get into."
"Oh, HA HA HA. Very funny. And what kind of trouble would that be?"
"Well, for starters, don't go near John's top dresser drawer. There's some scary shit in there."
"Ha, well I hope he doesn't go near mine then" she said with a laugh.
"Yeah right."
"Yup, you should see some of the stuff that's in my top drawer."
"I'd love to honey. Maybe when I come for a visit?"
"Yeah, in your dreams Cena."
"Can't blame a man for trying. So what else is happening?"
"Well, I kinda just got a spooky phone call."
"Really?"
"Yeah, I guess that it really isn't that big of a deal. It was a guy, I assume because of the raspy voice. He didn't really speak at first and then all he said was 'this isn't Randy and it's not a joke, watch your back bitch', kinda weird soooo basically I went around the house, turned on a bunch of lights, locked doors and set the alarm."
"Good girl. Ya just never know. Probably just some crazy fan. But if anything like that happens again. Call the cops."
"Yeah, I will. I think Randy should be home pretty soon. Even though I expect him to be drunk."
"Oh, more than likely, that's what Randy does."
" Yup"
"So, how are things between you and Randy?"
"Oh God, John I don't even know. I'm so confused that it's not funny"
"Welllll,
you like him don't you?"
"Yes"
"Well, what's the big problem?" he said through clenched teeth.
" It's just that I don't know what he wants, one minute he's super sweet and the next he's an animal."
"Ahhh…. I figure he's playing you hot and cold. Just seeing what you want. Did anything major happen?"
"Well, no, er I guess yes. I don't know." She said as she went on to tell him about yesterday in the basement and then last night in his bedroom.
"Okay, so let me get this straight. Basically he man handled you in the basement, then later that night was all over you in his room. And he said you weren't ready??"
"Yeah"
"I see. He was disappointed that you stopped him then."
"Well, he didn't seem disappointed."
"Yeah, ofcourse he's not going to let you see that, it's a guy thing. He was, and that's why he hasn't been around all day. Probably thinks that you are going to act all awkward around him and whatnot. You just have to prove to him that it's not a big deal. AND I know that it is. Sex is a big deal. But I'm not saying that you have to give him sex. There are….well other ways of showing that you care and that will make him feel better…no pun intended" he said with a smirk.
"Oh really Dr.Cena, and what would you suggest?"
"Well, not to be crude," he said still smirking, "But I think you should just go into his room wearing something sexy and then well give him some head. That way YOU are in control. And make it raunchy, guys like it that way and it will make him feel like he's not with a 'child' so to speak. You know what I'm saying?"
"WHAT?? You want me to WHAT?? John I can't do that….I mean jesus."
"Sure you can, you like him, right. This will put you in the drivers seat for once. Give him back some of that animal treatment. I wouldn't suggest it while he's drunk though. We want him to remember it." He said. He knew that this would just further Randy's suspicions of Laura. He was sure that if Laura just took over and did what he said Randy would be pissed after mulling it over. And John was thinking that maybe he could put his little spin on things once he got to Florida.
"God, John I don't think I can do that. Seriously."
"Why? Laura, you have given head before right?"
"JOHN!!"
"Wow, you really are a virgin. Ok, well guys looooove it. I should know. Just pay lots of attention to his um…well you know. Especially the tip oh and NO TEETH. I can't stress it enough. Don't use the teeth. It hurts….A lot. And you can use your hands too but make sure you use spit ….."
"Ok, John, seriously. Enough. I get it, I get it!! I don't really want a lesson from you!!"
"Oh honey, if I were there I would be your test case!"
"Yeah…..sure John." She said, as she talked to him her face was beet red. Then she heard the door opening and the alarm beeping. Then the door shut again and she knew that Randy must have been home. "John, I better go Randy's home. Call me tomorrow?"
"Yeah I'll try, I'm goin to a party in the evening so I'll try. But I'll be down in a day or two. I'll let ya know"
"Ok, bye Cena"
"Bye, and remember what I told you." With that they both hung up and Laura walked into the living room to find Randy laying on the couch.
"Randy?"
"Ugggghhhh…….I don't feel so shit hot" he said.
"Um, yeah, you look like shit and uh, it looks like you puked on yourself."
"Yep"
"Come on, let's get you upstairs to the shower" she said as she grabbed his arm and tried to pull him up. "You stink Randy"
"I know" he said as he started to stand up and leaned on Laura for support. She got him up the stairs and then into his room where he plopped down on the bed. She walked into the bathroom and started the shower. When she came out she started to undress him.
"Randy, a little help here" she said as she pulled off his puke filled shirt.
"Ooooh honey, I'm not in the mood right now"
"Fuck off, I'm trying to get you in the shower" she said as she was pulling off his pants and socks. She decided to leave the boxers. She then pulled him up and they walked into the bathroom and she got him into the huge corner shower. She couldn't believe how much like a baby he became as he sat down against the wall. "Randy, get cleaned up"
"I can't" he mumbled.
"Arggggg!! Randy" she grumbled as she climbed into the shower with him, clothes and all. She kneeled down and washed up his hair and him the best that she could. He looked so pathetic. He moved so that he was leaning on her and her back was to the wall.
"Laura…..I, I, I'm sorry."
"What?"
"I'm sorry for everything, the past few days. You don't deserve that"
"Randy, lets just get you out of here and into bed." She slowly got up and went out to get a couple towels. When she went back in, Randy was up with his two hands on the wall letting the hot stream of water go down his now naked body. Laura was surprised and turned her back to him.
"I, I have a towel for you"
"Bring it here"
"UM"
"I bring towels to you all the time"
"Yeah, but generally you CAN'T see ME"
"You'd be surprised" he said as she made her way over to him with the towel and her back turned. He took the towel and wrapped himself up, " I'm gonna have to lean on you again to get to bed, I just can't do it myself"
"How did you get in the house?"
"I don't even know myself, ooooh fuck I'm dying" he said as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders and she led him into his room. He crawled into his bed, towel and all and she covered him up. As she walked out of his room that night she knew that she had to show him that she wasn't a child and that she could be just as good as any woman.