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Part One
She sat on the floor of the drab white locker room, a box of tissues her only companion, trying her hardest to gain control of her sobs. It seemed like she'd been crying now for hours, when in fact it had only been about forty-five minutes. How could everything have gone so wrong? She thought back to what had happened earlier in the evening.
Lita, I love you. I love you so much, and you made me the happiest person in the world, when you told me that we were going to have a baby. That we were going to be a family. But baby, I don't want to tell you how much I love you, I want to show you.
The moment had been magical. Lita's heart swelled at the thought of Matt slowly dropping to his knees. She could barely contain herself when he'd actually asked her the question. She clasped her hands he'd held so tenderly earlier to her mouth, biting her fingers to keep from all out bawling at the memory. There was nothing she'd wanted more in this world than to accept Matt's marriage proposal. She'd nodded her head 'yes', but never got a chance to say it. Why? Because that's the moment when her whole life went to hell in a hand basket. How? Simple enough. Kane.
Lita reached for another tissue, wiping her eyes futilely. "So what did I expect? That the truth wouldn't come out?" she chided herself. "I'm so stupid. I should have known better." She sighed, finally willing the tears to stop, at least for the moment.
Granted, when Lita had found out she was pregnant a week earlier, her immediate reaction had not been a happy one. She'd been scared. Scared to death actually. She knew what she'd been forced to do with Kane to protect Matt's well being. And she also knew that there was a just as good chance that the baby could be Matt's. And she felt like a cheap whore to find herself in a position where she didn't know who the father was. Something she never thought would happen to her, regardless of the circumstances.
Her life had changed in an instance. She now carried a child, hardly conducive to her line of work. She'd have to come to terms with not wrestling for the next year, just when her career was beginning to pick up again. She'd just been named the number one contender of all things. And it was gone now. She also wasn't sure how she felt about becoming a mother. Would she be ready for it? Could she support and raise a child? Would she know how to care for an infant? She was terrified at the thought.
Once she'd shared her secret with Stacey though, she knew she had to tell Matt right away. So she did so that night at the hotel. She'd been somewhat surprised at his response. He'd been so happy. And slowly, over the week, Lita'd come to accept her condition. Matt's enthusiasm and elation had been somewhat infectious. He kept telling her how much he loved her, wanted the baby, and couldn't wait to become a family. He'd even pulled her into the guest bedroom closest to their own wanting to plan how to convert it to a nursery. Lita had laughed at him, telling him there was plenty of time for that. They didn't even know if they were having a boy or a girl. For a week, her life had become so complete.
She'd allowed herself to push the notion out of her head that the baby might not be Matt's. Like an ostrich with its head in the sand, it was as if she didn't think about it, it couldn't be true. It became easier each passing day to believe the lies she told herself, and to stay quiet about the situation with Kane. Because in her heart, she convinced herself that the baby had to be Matt's. Matt loved her and he loved the baby.
"You have to be Matt's," she said, rubbing her still flat stomach. "You just have to."
After a few more minutes of collecting herself, she finally decided she should head out of the arena. She gathered her purse and jacket, slinging them over her shoulder. It'd been over an hour now, so the show would be ending. If she hurried, she could slip out without having to face anyone.
Quietly, she made her way through the labyrinth of hallways. She and Matt had ridden together to the arena, but she had the keys to the car. He must have grabbed a taxi, she thought. She was somewhat relieved at that thought, to know he wouldn't be driving in a strange city as upset as he was. She surmised she'd just get a different hotel room when she got there. She could collect her stuff from Matt's room in the morning. She was sure he wouldn't want to see her that night, if he'd even bothered to go back to their room.
Slipping out the back door, she scurried across the parking garage to her own rental car. She stuck the key in the lock and turned it, pulling the driver's door open. Slinging her purse and coat into the passenger seat, she bent to enter the car. Suddenly, she was jerked roughly backwards, pulled away from the vehicle and slammed unceremoniously up against the rear door. She gasped in fear as she came face to face with the intruder, who held a strong hand around her fragile neck.
"Now, now dear Lita. I think we need to have a talk before you take off after your little boyfriend, don't you think?"
Lita muffled a cry as she stared up into the angry eyes of Kane.
To be continued..........
