Welcome to Chapter 1 of, "Sure Thing." Throughout the story, there will be some domesticated violence, verbal abuse and physical abuse.
This chapter will be long, seeing as it is the opening chapter and I want to pack as much background info in as I can.
There will be violence.
Viewers discretion is advised.
Arianna is a middle school teacher. She used to be a crazily drunk, pill poppin', mean, fighting stout girl. She was training for wresting with a good friend of hers who at the time was called Leakee.
She had developed feelings for him, but he had a girlfriend. She wouldn't dare mess anything up between the two whilst trying to be a whore. They were in love with each other.
The front door opening snapped her out of her thoughts and she started stirring the soup around again. He scared her. She wasn't afraid to fight back to just about anyone, but Aaron was a force that was not meant to be messed with. Their daughter, Jessica, had long taken off to her room as she hid in her closet. She didn't like him.
"Smells good, beautiful!" He smiled and kissed my cheek.
"Thanks." She let out a weak smile and answer.
He ran his hands over her hips, unhooking her pants in the process. He pushed her legs open roughly and started having his way with her. She was used to it. Now she just sits and takes it. The beatings weren't worth it, she just further thought about her escape. It was planned out already. When she was going to the "store" she wouldn't come back. She'd pack everything in the car at night when he's asleep or at work. She didn't know where she would go, but she was leaving him, leaving this man hopefully for good. She often thought about her past lovers. Especially Joe. He was the total opposite of Aaron.
"Alright you disgusting slut…"Aaron trailed off, "We have a bible study to attend tonight. You're going this time. So go hide your battle marks and was yourself. You smell like the rotten dog you are." Aaron hissed in my ear.
She knew she could never do enough to please him. He sulked into the den and she knew she was expected to bring him his food.
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Joe sat in disbelief as he looked through the trash can outside, for it was covered in nothing but beer and alcoholic beverage containers. He slammed the lid and bombarded into the house, slamming the door open so hard it bounced off the wall and hit itself against his arm. He was finally home for a little while to spend some extra time with his wife. He had only been gone three weeks and there were almost 50-some empty glass bottles that had, at one time, alcohol in them. And that's when he heard all sort of giggles and then the giggles quickly tuned to moans from their room upstairs. He bounded up the steps so fast that the stairs barely squeaked underneath his feet. He listened closely. He could hear a vibrator running, but then he heard a man's husky deep voice. With that, he busted into the door and was astonished at what he saw even though he knew he shouldn't have even been surprised.
"REALLY Alexis, are you serious? YOU'RE FUCKING HIM ON MY BED? IN MY HOUSE THAT I PAID FOR BECAUSE YOU LOVED IT SO MUCH. MY HOUSE?!" Joe couldn't control the tone of his voice.
"LEAKEE! YOU WEREN'T SUPPOSED TO BE HERE!" Alexis shouted, pushing her lover off of her to try and come to me.
"Do not fucking touch me!" Joe's voice rumbled through the room.
He pushed her off of him and pointed to the naked man in the bed.
"Fucking have her. Keep her, she's just a disgusting piece of trash anyways." Joe spat at him, turning on his heal to leave.
"Leakee! Wait! It isn't what it looks like!" Alexi s called.
"Oh, it looked like he was plugging you, but that' not the case is it, Alexis?" Joe rolled his eyes. "I'm done, Alexis. I'm done with you. The best thing for you to do before I get home is have all your shit packed immediately and you should be gone before I get back."
Joe turned sharply on his heel. He couldn't believe what he had just witnessed. She was supposed to love him, she was supposed to be the love of his life for the rest of his life. All that lovey dove shit had quickly ended within two months of their marriage. They had been married for four years almost and he had to escape on the road with the WWE to get some rest.
Joe walked into the grocery store, searching the isles for something to eat. He was on the rice isle when he saw her. She was short, beautiful long black hair, much like his. She was tiny and had bruises all over her arm. She looked scared and worried. He knew her from somewhere…I just couldn't put my finger on it.
"Joe?" the familiar stranger whispered. Her tiny voice brought it all back.
"Ari?" Joe was almost shocked she was still in Florida.
"Yeah..It's nice to see you! How have you been?" Arianna asked, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Pretty..uh…pretty good. Yeah, how about yourself?" Joe asked, looking at the bruises all over her arm.
"Oh, I've seen better days." She smiled, her voice was nothing loud.
"Well, you look pretty." Joe complimented her. "As always."
"Thank you, Leati." She smiled, watching him cringe as she used his first name.
"Uh..listen…I got some wife things to take care of. Here's my number though, call me sometime. Maybe we can hangout..get a bite to eat or something." Joe smiled down at her, writing his number quickly over a piece of paper.
"Yeah, definitely." She smiled, "I've got bible study with the husband tonight..but maybe while he's at work I can sneak off." She smiled.
"Bible study, huh? Taken the old Christian way?" Joe smiled.
"Not really. He's just the only guy who doesn't push me away." She lied. He pushed her all the time. "He's a preacher, you should come out tonight. I think it'll do you some good if you're having marriage problems."
"I'll have to pass, but thanks." Joe grinned, handing her the slip of paper.
"Awh that sucks. God bless." Arianna said, waking off and immediately realizing what she had said.
Joe heard her cussing underneath her breath at her last statement to him. He couldn't help to stifle a laugh.
Joe returned to his house, hoping it was empty. It wasn't. She was still there. He sat the bags down on the counter and walked out of the kitchen, finding her sitting on the couch eating popcorn.
Joe's/Leati's P.O.V.
"What are you still doing here?" I asked her, throwing my arms up in the air.
"This is my house, too Leati." She almost spat.
"How is this your house? Why aren't you with your little boy toy?" I asked.
"He left, you scared him." She said.
"Good. I should've beaten the fuck out of him. " I scoffed, "Alexis I'm only going to tell you this one more time. Get the fuck out."
"No, Leati. We can make our relationship better. We just have to put faith in it." She pleaded, standing up.
"You have an hour until your shit is packed and ready to go. Or I call the cops and they come get you the harder way." I said, glaring down at her. "ONE."
She started crying, trying to hold me close to her. I couldn't stand her; she was the definition of drunken idiot. As I was walking to the kitchen, her arms still wrapped tightly around me, I grabbed the phone.
"911, what's your emergency?" The operator asked.
"Yeah, I need some law enforcement down here to remove my wife from my house." I said calmly.
"I WILL RUIN YOU, LEATI! THEY WON'T EVEN BE ABLE TO IDENTIFY YOUR FACE WHEN THEY ARE ABLE TO FIND YOUR BODY. I WILL DIG A HOLE 18 FEET DEEP JUST TOO BURRY YOU. YOU'RE A SORRY SACK OF SHIT!" She screamed at me as I ducked a glass that was hurling at my head.
"Is she intoxicated? Are you wanting to press a restraining order?" The woman asked.
"Yes to both questions." I answered.
Arianna's P.O.V.
Everyone dug into the food that I had prepared at bible study. I sat in the back, I wasn't allowed to eat anything in front of the other church goers. Aaron demanded that I didn't even eat in front of him. I disgusted him. I wasn't really listening to what he was preaching about. I hated hearing his voice. He disgusted me. I sat in the back with my head down, my hands on my lap. I didn't want to be here. I could feel his eyes on me. I had done something to piss him off. Maybe it was my posture. Or the way a hair on my head curled. Any little thing could've sat him off.
We got out of church and rode back to the house in silence. His hand rubbed up my thigh. My heart said to push him away, my mind knew not to even touch him. I just swallowed and kept my eyes on the road ahead of us.
"The food was great tonight, babe!" Aaron said, turning the radio on.
"Thanks." I smiled weakly.
"You should smile more, it suits you." He said, pulling into our drive way.
I faked yet another smile at him and opened the door to get out, watching Jessica run straight into the house to her room. I hurt for her, I hurt for me. He reached over and slammed my door, making me sit back in my seat.
"Where do you think you're going?" He growled.
"Nowhere." I said, folding my hands in my lap.
"That's exactly what I thought." He said, "I'm not happy Arianna. You don't love me anymore."
"Don't be absurd, I do love you." I lied.
"NO YOU DON'T. YOU DON'T LOVE ME. YOU NEVER LOVED ME." He screamed in my face, grabbing me.
"Yes, I do love you Aaron. I still do." I said calmly.
"NO YOU DON'T. STOP LYING TO ME, ARIA. YOU DON'T LOVE ME." He screamed, "Yes, yes you love me. You have to love me. We're going to get married. You said yes that you will marry me. We're engaged right?"
"Yes, Aaron. We are engaged. We are going to get married." I said, feeling his nails dig into my skin.
"BUT WHY DON'T YOU LOVE ME?" He cried.
"Aaron, I love you." I said.
"NO YOU DON'T, YOU'RE A DISGUSTING LIAR." He said, grabbing me by the hair and pulling me into the house.
Joe's P.O.V.
I lay in bed that night and my mind drifted to Arianna. She looked so frail and scared. Her eyes were sunken; her once bright pink lips now looked dull. Her skin looked grey. Nonetheless, she was still a beautiful girl. Alexis was gone. As much as it hurt for me to admit it, we never truly loved each other. I was in love with loving her. She was beautiful at one point of our relationship. Then we really got to know each other and she let herself go. She started drinking. She got disgusting. My house was empty now; almost all of her stuff was gone.
No matter what I tried thinking about, the image of a frail little Arianna kept popping into my mind. Her small frame bothered me. She used to be healthy, she use to have life. Now she wouldn't even look me in the eye. She was jumpy and pale. You used to have to work hard to scare her.
I couldn't sleep that night, so I decided I was going out for a drive.
Arianna's P.O.V.
Aaron was finally asleep. I laid in the bed beside of him, bleeding from the corner of my mouth. I decided tonight was the night I was leaving, I was taking my daughter and leaving. All of our clothes were already packed in bags beside of the back storage room. I snuck out of bed and grabbed his car keys.
Tonight, I would be nothing more than a worthless memory to him. Tonight, I was free.
I grabbed Jessica's sleepy three year old body and ran to the car, unlocking and getting her in safely.
I had never sped out of a driveway so fast in my life as I just did. Jessica cried from the backseat, screaming as I hit the brakes.
"MOMMA! MOMMY!" She cried.
"It's okay, Jessica baby. We're going to be okay." I said, speeding off down the road.
"Mommy, I'm scared." She clutched her bear.
"We're okay, sweetie. We're going to be just fine." I said, turning onto the highway.
I drove the way I remembered to my mom's house. It was a couple hours out, but I knew for a fact that Aaron didn't know where she lived. I couldn't believe that I had made it as I pulled into my mom's driveway. The house was a huge three story old country houses that sit way back in the woods. I crawled out of the car; my body was black and blue all over already. My older sister opened the door for us, hugging me to her as we both cried.
"Arianna…what happened to you?" She hugged me tightly.
"I'm so sorry, Destiny. I'm so sorry." I cried, my grip on Jessica was tight as she clung to me.
"Come on in, he won't hurt you here." She whispered, running out to the car to get our bags.
I sat Jessica down on the couch as she hugged her bear. She had never met my side of the family. My mom walked down the stairs. She looked at me one time and started crying. She rushed over to me and wrapped me in her arms.
"What has he done to you, sweet child?" She whispered, looking from me to Jessica.
"Momma…momma this is Jessica, your granddaughter." I cried, pulling Jessica into my lap.
After Jessica got to know everyone, it was almost 6am. My mother was kind enough to let us stay with her until I got back on my feet. She understood that I pushed them away because of Aaron. I watched Jessica sleep. So innocent, so beautiful. She had always looked like me. I went to take a shower and found Joe's number in my pocket, reminding me of our encounter earlier that day. If I remembered right, Joe was usually up around seven every morning to exercise.
After I took a long shower, I found myself staring at the phone. I picked it up and began dialing his number.
It rang twice.
