NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: FINALLY! WHEW! Work has kicked my butt the past week and a half, and I BARELY had time to put this first chapter together.
This is Book Two of my Angel In The Dirt series, featuring Jay (Christian) and the Wyatts. I had toyed with the idea of making Angel a big story, but then I thought it would be more challenging to divide this into individual books told from different points-of-view. Book One was from Jay's perspective. Book Two will be from Luke's perspective.
Starting Chapter Two, this will be told in flashback format. Thought it would be easier for the readers to follow this story as a flashback, as opposed to bouncing back and forth between past and present.
DISCLAIMERS: Not mine (except for Anna and the Pollard family as I envision them). This series is inspired by and based on the Jay/Luke one shot series by theytalktome, AKA valiumforaviper on DeviantArt. Cover art is The Reflecting God. Both concepts and picture are used with permission from the author/artist. Promos, sermons, etc. are courtesy of cagematch dot net, and other sources that I'll be happy to cite if necessary.
Angel In The Dirt, Book Two: Heal Me
By Debwood-1999
Chapter One
"I won't give up on you; even if I have to knock all the doors around the world to find you."
― M.F. Moonzajer
From the moment I first lay my eyes on Jay Reso, I knew he was perfect. He was tall, gangly, with long spindly legs that reminded one of a praying mantis. He had a sharply featured face and what looked like a perpetual smirk on his lips. His blonde hair always looked like it needed a good comb through, and the sparkle in his blue eyes made him look like he was always up to some mischief.
Yeah, maybe the individual parts weren't entirely attractive...but put them all together, and you have something beautiful and special.
Yeah, Jay was perfect all right. But I'd later learn that his perfect exterior hid some dark secrets. Jealousy. Anger. Pain. Resentment. Depression. Hopelessness. The world had beaten him down over the years, leaving him desperate and suicidal.
Jay's career in the WWE had stagnated, which pulled him away from the people he'd been friends with for years. It was only when Bray and Erick and I took him in that he finally faced—kicking and screaming at first-his jealousy and anger and depression. Of course Bray's methods were brutal and unconventional, but they worked. When it was all over, Jay finally saw the light.
Bray had his own reasons for wanting Jay as well. His in-ring skills and experience would help us compete and dominate the WWE. Out of the ring, Bray thought that he could help spread the Word, not just to the other WWE Superstars, but to everyone else. On a good day, Bray knew that Jay could attract people to him like iron filings to a magnet. If he could draw people to him like that in the WWE, imagine what he could do outside the ring to spread Bray's message! So, we made the decision. Jay had to become part of the Wyatt Family for things to fall into place.
But before any of that could happen, we had to save Jay from himself.
Long story short...we did. If we hadn't taken Jay from the arena in Baltimore last July, I'd be writing a whole different story.
Jay's story was all about being broken down.
My story is about how I helped put him back together.
~~~ANGEL~~~
"He moved the bed right up against the wall of your bedroom," Anna said bluntly, as she picked up her coffee cup.
"How could you tell?" Luke snorted, an amused twinkle in his eyes. "You can sleep through a hurricane."
"Heard it last night. I was still up reading." Anna took a sip out of her cup. "You know I can't go to bed right after I come home from work. Anyway, I heard him rush down the hall to the bathroom I guess, and then he went back to your room. Next thing I know, I hear something being dragged across the floor. Then it was quiet for a while, until you guys came home." She paused. "And speaking of coming home, I guess you all found the chicken salad I left for you. I was hoping there'd be an off-chance that there'd be some left for me to take to work tonight."
"Next time, make a bigger batch," Luke fired back, a sparkle in his eyes. "You know how much we all eat. And with Jay here permanently, you'll need to really step it up."
"These are the times that I'm glad I was a short-order cook," Anna said, picking her spoon up and digging into her breakfast.
She and Luke sat at the kitchen table, eating hot cereal with cream and brown sugar and cinnamon, and drinking hot coffee strong enough to take rust off a nail. It was going to be a rather busy day for Anna; she was taking Bina to the Laundromat over in Crowley to help wash everyone's clothes, and then the two of them would go grocery shopping. After that, the two of them, along with Jay (who was still asleep at the moment), would start planning the compound's vegetable garden. Jimmy and Frank had already headed off to school. Roselle and Violet were at their respective jobs, and Erick, Luke and Bray were going to rest and enjoy their brief time off before heading back out onto the road.
"So how's Bina?" Luke asked, spooning up the last few bits of cereal out of his bowl. "She still thinks everyone's an angel?"
Anna giggled. "Of course. I'd think something was wrong with her if she didn't. Try convincing her that Jay's not a real live angel," she continued, as Luke chuckled in amusement. "Jay said she was gushing after he held her hand in Walmart on the way back here."
The two of them fell into a comfortable silence as they finished their breakfast. Finally, Anna rose from her chair and took her spoon and bowl over to the sink to wash. "So," she ventured cautiously. "How did you and Jay meet exactly? Jay gave me a rather cryptic answer yesterday. I mean no offense, but you don't seem like his type."
"Your sister didn't seem like Bray's type, and she married him anyhow."
"Touché," Anna admitted, as she washed her dishes and set them on the dish rack to dry. "That's a very good point. But back to my question. How'd you and Jay meet? He gave me an odd answer about it being complicated. And rather than shut me up, it's made me more curious. Maybe I can get a few answers from you. Maybe not."
"Well..." Luke pondered for a moment. "Let's just say that underneath the smiling exterior lies a broken heart and a few dark secrets. If I hadn't encountered Jay when I did...well, it is complicated. And maybe it's best that you don't try to pry anything out of him right now. If he wants to tell you the story, let him make the first move. If he's comfortable, he'll tell you..."
NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: Not much, but I'm not complaining. I think I'll like this format a little better, and I think you will as well, for readability.
BTW, I asked theytalktome in a chat conversation where she got the inspiration for her one-shots. Apparently, she likes the idea of pairing a big, dark, strapping guy with a leggy blonde, and Luke and Jay/Christian fit the bill, especially after his match against Kane on Monday Night Raw on 7/8/13, when the Wyatts pounced on Kane.
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