This my first story here about that wonderfully sexy man Dave Baptista. Unfortunately I don own him, but I can dream. I do own all the OC character. Also expect major appearances by John Cena (sexy) and Randy Orton (sexier). This story will contain sexual content and language. Please feel free to give me reviews and tips.
"Must I go to this new meeting?" Amy whined over the phone.
"Yes, sweetie. You know we have a meeting every two weeks." I said scrambling the eggs.
"We have to finish doing the routine and teaching." Amy said hoping I would change my mind.
"We can do that later. You know we have to start getting ready for the carnival." I finished setting the table for Ricky.
"What are you doing?"
"Just making breakfast and I have to go the store. After that, I'm going to check on a couple of things at the studio."
"You and Ricky are so perfect together. You always make time to do this stupid stuff. I swear if I didn't have to live her while my folks pay for college, I would so be out of here." I snickered to myself.
"Thanks, just be at the meeting early."
"Alright, I'll see you." I hung up.
Perfect? Yea, my life is perfect. I have my lovely two-story house decorated in old Country style. The gardeners maintain my garden outside that looks so magnificent with the roses and daises blooming. I looked outside from the window and saw the moving truck pulling in next door. Good, another neighbor into perfect Grecian Acres. I was wondering if they are a part of the town standards. I looked out and saw the pool boy sneaking into Mrs. Henderson's house across the street while her husband is working. That's so perfect.
I turned away from the window hearing his footsteps coming downstairs. He was perfectly primped with his short cut black hair in his dark blue Versace suit fitting perfectly on his tone tall frame. Oh yea, my husband is perfectly GQ handsome. I smiled at him as I walked closer to fix his tie. He didn't even look at me; his cold perfect brown eyes stared into the ceiling.
"I made you breakfast Ricky." I said motioning him towards the table.
"No thank you, I'll just pick up something on the way to the hospital."
"Okay, I was thinking about bringing you something at the hospital for lunch."
"No need." He didn't even look at me, "I'll just take care of it, if I decide to eat."
I sighed, feeling a little defeated, "Will you be home tonight?"
"I have a lot of things to do. Just go to the meeting and anything that want donated, go ahead and give it to them."
"Well, I was thinking about going to the studio too."
"That's fine, just want to let you know, there is someone who bought that other side of the studio. I figured we weren't doing anything with it."
"But, I thought you were going to give me the rest of it." I said drawing my eyebrows together.
"No need, this new guy will take care of everything. I think he's turning it into a gym"
I sat at the table placing my chin on my hand, "Are you going to do something with your hair?" he asked.
"What's wrong?"
"Just don't keep it all rumpled like that, the neighbors might see." That's right, I'm supposed to keep it perfect, where was my manners.
"I will fix it. Ricky, I went to the doctor and he said it's a good time to start on the baby."
"Oh Divine, I told you this is not the perfect time, maybe later."
Right, we should wait for the perfect time. In five years since we have been married, we have to make sure to plan everything perfectly. I sighed to myself.
"Alright, well talk to you tonight." I stood waiting to see if he was going to hug me.
Not even a hug or kiss, of course that would mess up the perfect image, I may get some lip-gloss on him. He walked outside and I watched him get into his perfectly custom made BMW. I went back into the house and ate the breakfast that Ricky left behind.
I enjoyed a cup of coffee looking out the kitchen window. I still didn't see the neighbors. I wonder if the Grecian Ladies will try to recruit the wife into the club. Maybe she could sleep with Mrs. Anderson's husband or even the gardener like most of the perfect women around here. The town looked just so serene, you would never guess it had it's own desperate housewives. I know a lot of the women look at me like the black sheep since I don't conform to the norms. I love my husband even though I'm not sure he likes me. I could never just sleep with a random man.
I went upstairs and took a long shower. I don't normally wear jeans, that wouldn't look becoming of a married lady in Grecian. I put on my black pencil skirt and white button down shirt. I always kept myself looking fit and trim, even though Ricky tells me that my breast and butt is too big. I put my long black hair into a bun and looked at myself in the mirror. I am 28-year-old woman but felt like I was older and didn't exist. I would cry but I've spent four years crying, I don't have any more tears. I haven't felt this way since me and my last boyfriend broke up with each other. I was hurt then and the pain hasn't gone away yet. He was incredible and I can't even remember why we argued. I just remember us shouting at each other and the hurtful things we said. I thumbed the silver fairy charm that he gave me, smiling to myself about how he made me feel. Oh well, no use reflecting on the past. Like my mom said, this is the perfect life for me. Just like her.
I heard my phone and answered it, "Hello."
"Hey twin, how's it going?" I heard my sister Mika said.
"Hello, how are you doing?"
"Can't complain, just made it to Milan for the modeling shoot."
"That's good, take lots of pictures for me."
"What are you talking about? You vacationed here." I could sense the smile on her face.
"Yea, but I like to see things from your eyes."
"Are you okay Divine?"
"I'm good."
"I know you and I feel what you feel. Is it Ricky?"
"I asked him about a baby and he said it wasn't the perfect time and he's right."
"Di, I know you want a baby but are you sure you want to bring that baby into your marriage?"
"What do you mean?" I said hearing myself become agitated
"You and Ricky aren't exactly in the right mind frame. I could never figure out why you went with him after giving up a good man like…"
"It was perfect for us. Ricky takes care of me and gives me what I want."
"Does he love you?"
"Mika, I will not have you questioned my marriage like that."
"I'm sorry, I just worry about you. I swear I will never forgive mom for making you marry him."
"She didn't make me, it was perfect." I said with no emotion.
"Look, I'm coming to visit you in that ass backward town just to check on you and if Ricky has a problem with it, he can kiss my ass." I laughed loving my sister's spirit.
"I love you, you know that?"
"I love you too and I miss you. I miss the old you where we could talk and laugh and I didn't feel like it was forced."
"I'll be okay, just do your job and come see me."
"Alright."
"Call mom to tell her where you are."
"She doesn't give a damn about me. She didn't return none of my calls after I threw the ring back into Jason's lying face."
"She cares, just give her a call."
"I'll think about. Laters."
"Bye." I hung up smiling to myself.
I was so happy she called. It made me feel so good to hear from her and that she's doing well. My Mika is my exact twin, from the body type to our light chocolate skin, but she cut her hair short and doesn't go by what mom says. That's obvious by her 13 tattoos. Well, back to the matters at hand, I went downstairs to grab everything I need before leaving.
I went outside and saw Mrs. Williams holding her wine glass and waving at me from across the street. I wonder how many she has had already today. I smiled and waved at her.
"See you today Divine." She said plastering her smile.
"Alright Janice." I climbed into my black Monterosport van.
I saw the moving men, carrying some of the heavy furniture into the house. I wonder where was the new neighbor. They probably don't have long before Grecian is down their throat trying to pick everything about their life. It would be different if they were actually a happy family, with children playing in the yard. The thought already made me so envious and I didn't even know them.
"Yea, everything is perfect." I said to myself starting my car.