Hey guys. Sorry for the late update. This had been a crazy week, but I'm back with a new chapter!

Author's note: For my current readers, I took the time to redo the first and second chapters. I wasn't really feeling it. The context is still the same, nothing has really been changed. I just felt the need to elaborate more. In the next couple of chapters, we will get to understand the problems in Joe's relationship with Jessica. A lot of readers have been asking why does he keep lying to her? well I will be explaining that in the next few chapters due to her actions and attitude. Also, we will get to know what really happened between Lexi and Joe. So please stay tune. Thanks for the reviews. They mean a lot to me, so please keep reading and review. I hope you enjoy!

Here's Chapter 7..

"Hey Joe. Just in case football doesn't work out, have you thought of anything else to pursuit?" asked Alexis. Her and Joe sit in his car outside of her house. Joe turns to look Alexis in her eyes. Both their hazel and gray eyes connecting. Joe takes a deep breath.

"No not really. I guess I could go into the family business. But to be honest, Lex I have no idea. I do know I don't want to work behind no desk, working for some asshole, in some big corporation." replied Joe with a sad smile, his forehead frowning at his last statement.

"And what exactly is that?" asked Lexi referring to his family's business. Joe just lightly chuckled. He knew many people didn't understand the wrestling business, so he mostly kept it to himself most of the time. But Lex was different.

"It's complicated okay. I come from a long line of wrestlers," Joe replied with his head down. Lexi could see the shame in his eyes.

"What's wrong with that?" she asked. Joe just laughed

"Are you serious? Everyone knows wrestling is fake," replied Joe smirking.

"Correction, its not fake; its scripted," Lexi replied. Joe mouth hung low.

'Did she just say that?' he thought. Lexi could sense Joe's confusion.

"I'm a huge wrestling fan you know? Well I use to be," she replied.

"You. A. Fan?" questioned Joe. Lexi nodded her head yes.

"Ok, so who is your favorite wrestler? And don't say Hulk Hogan, please. That's seems to be everyone's answer," he said.

"Ew. Of course not. I hated that guy, he was so corny. And he can't even wrestle,' replied Lexi. Joe sat there shock.

'Honestly, I would have to say Bret Hart. I fucking loved the Hitman. If not him, I was in love with Rowdy Piper," she replied smiling like a kid on Christmas. This brought back memories of her childhood. But she stopped once she realized that her childhood was far from something she wanted to remember.

"Wow! You know I got a fun fact for you. My dad and uncle started out being trained by Bret's father," replied Joe. Lexi eyes lit up.

" That is so cool. Wait? Who is your father?" asked Lexi with a raised eyebrow. Joe inhaled loudly, but ended in a smirk.

"Sika. From the Wild Samoans," Joe replied.

"What? Oh My God Joey. Why you never said anything?" Lexi replied shoving Joe in his muscular arm. He smiled at her gesture and calling him by the nickname she gave him, that only she called him.

"You never asked," he replied smiling.

"How the hell was I suppose to know you are the son and nephew, of one the greatest tag teams of all times,' she replied with a big grin on her face. Joe just shrugged. An awkward silence fell better them. Lexi was the first to speak.

"How about we play a game?" Lexi asked

"What you got in mind?" he replied.

"Ok so, I'll be a commentator and I will introduce a wrestler. You have to try to do an impersonation of them," she said.

"No," Joe replied laughing.

"Why not?" she asked sadly.

"I don't wanna. And plus I'm horrible at impersonations," he said, his smile never leaving his face.

"Pleaseeee," she asked with her eyes close and fingers entwined with each other in a begging position. Joe just shook his head no.

"You are no fun," she replied sitting back into her seat pouting. Joe thought she was so cute sitting there.

"Aw. Someone looks upset," Joe replied with a smirk on his face, running his finger across Lexi's chin. She turned to look at him still pouting. Joe looked at her with puppy dog eyes. Her face started to soften until it formed a smile.

"I forgive you Joey," she said smiling. Instantly, something between them clicked. They found their eyes locked into each other. 'She looks so beautiful,' thought Joe as he looked down slowly at Lexi's pink lips. He lent in slowly and softly kissed her lips, closing his eyes. He pulled away when he realized she didn't kiss him back. He rubbed his thumb across her soft cheek. Lexi felt shivers go down her spine due to his soft touch. She looked into his crystal eyes, and wanted this moment to last forever. She passionately kissed Joe back, catching him off guard. She pushed herself against him nearly sitting in his lap. He pulled her up onto his lap. He could feel the arch in her back. Their tongues began to explore the inside of each other's mouths, once she let Joe tongue to enter her mouth. As he bite her lip, she groaned. He laid her down with her legs now draped across his lap. He kissed, suck, and bit on her neck and collarbone as she ran her fingers through his thick black hair. He began to unbutton her blouse revealing her pink lace bra. He started to fiddle with her zipper, while unbuttoning her pants. He began to slide his hand down above her lace pink panties that matched her bra, gently rubbing her clit. They never broke their kiss, but suddenly Lexi sat up straight. She gently pushed Joe's hand away, leaving his tight grip. She looked around the car, as if she just saw something terrible.

"Lexi, what's wrong?" asked Joe trying to catch her attention.

"I gotta go," she replied never looking into his big eyes. She knew she was being watched. And indeed she was.

"Go? Wait. What.. do you mean?" asked Joe stuttering.

"I'm sorry Joe. But I have to go," she said in a panic, as she climbed out the car trying to button the buttons that was loose on her blouse.

"But.." replied Joe, but it was too late. She had already slammed the car door, and was now walking to her front door. She never turned around to look at him.

That was the last time he saw her..


Joe sat up in his bed; his chest weaved in and out, due to his heavy breathing. He could feel the sweat leaking down the side of his face, and his throat was dry like sandpaper. He lifted his blanket to find he had a tall erection in his boxers. 'Oh lord,' he thought. He looked over at his clock on the nightstand, and it read 3:17 a.m. He sat up onto the edge of his bed, realizing it was only a dream, rather a flashback. He looked to see Jessica sound asleep next to him. Since bringing her home from the hospital, he hadn't talked to Lexi. But for the last couple of nights, he had been having dreams about her. Joe felt like his world was falling down around him. The sad thing is he didn't have anyone to vent too that he thought might understand. Nobody. So that left him alone with all his feelings, emotions, and thoughts scattered around in his brain. Joe stood up from the bed, and headed to the bathroom. He walked inside and turned on the light, looking in the mirror. He wasn't proud of the man that he saw looking back at him. He turned on the water faucet and splashed the ice-cold water on his face, his own gray eyes burning a hole into his own soul.

After a long night, the morning sun shined through the blinds, waking Joe up. He eyes slowly popping open. It was now 8:30 a.m. and after waking up drenched in his own sweat and staring at the man looking at him in his bathroom mirror for over 10 minutes, he decided to shower, and crash on the couch so he wouldn't wake Jessica. Sitting up on his couch, he could hear Jessica skipping down the stairs fully clothed.

"Morning sleepy head," she replied looking at him.

"Morning," he said in a low voice never looking up.

"You ok," she asked plopping down on the couch next to him.

"Just got a lot on my mind, babe. Just needing someone to talk to," he replied.

"Aw, babe. Well don't stress. We got to much to plan before the big day," she said smiling. On the other hand, Joe sat there dumbfounded.

"What big day?" he asked still confused.

"The wedding," she replied still smiling. Joe just raised his eyebrow in confusion. 'Maybe I'm still dreaming,' he thought.

"What wedding."

"Our wedding, silly," she replied standing up from the couch. Joe felt his neck pull in, still trying to figure out what the hell she was talking about. Joe stood up from the couch, surprising her.

"I don't know what you're talking about. Where was I when 'we' agreed on getting married? I don't recall. I must have not been there," he replied sarcastically. She turned around quickly looking Joe in the eyes.

"Well you know. Mother and me have talked about it. You know how bad I want a family. And dad said after college, you could go work at his firm," she replied innocently.

"What? Since when did your parents control me and my life? I'm not going to work in your father's firm. I don't take any handouts. We already discussed this," he replied his tone increasing. He could feel the anger in him boiling.

"Well, you know. You are going to have to start somewhere. You just expect me to just go off your word. Mom and dad just want you to be able to take care of me and our family," she replied defensively. Did she just say to take care of her? Some nerve.

"I do have football. If that don't work, I'll go into the family business," he replied.

"Are you for real? Wrestling. Really? I know how much you want to honor your family, but babe think about us and our future kids. Do you really think, they want to look on television and say, 'hey my dad's a wrestler,' People would think of us as a joke, I can't have that," she replied holding Joe's face with her hands. He slowly pulled her hands off his face by her wrist. He walked away from her. He was angry, there was nothing wrong with being the son of a wrestler. Hell he was! He respected his father and uncle, and didn't really give two shits what others thought. They were fucking legends to him. That's was all he ever wanted. Was to make an impact on people's life, not being a corporate puppet. Jessica could sense his anger, and she knew when he was anger to stay away from him.

"Listen babe. I must go. Don't worry. I got everything covered," she replied. Before Joe could respond, she was already out the door. Most likely to waste money. He just plopped down on the sofa with his head in his hands. Saying he had a headache, would be an understatement, he had a migraine. Once again, he had nobody to talk too. Looking at his phone on the coffee table, he decided to text Lexi.

Joe: Morning. I hope im not waking you. He pressed send. Within 2 minutes she texts him back.

Lexi: No, omw to the gym. He looked confused at the phone screen.

Joe: oh I dnt kno u work out. Less then 5 minutes later..

Lexi: wat you think, you the only one that works out lol. Joe smiled at her response.

Joe: no, not at all. I'll be over later.

Lexi: ok. After reading her last text he placed his phone back on the coffee table. He stood up and took a deep stretch. He decided to go take a shower, in hopes to sooth the migraine he had.


Hope you enjoyed. Please Review!

Chapter 8 will be up by the end of the weekend hopefully. It took me a while to write this chapter, so we will say.

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