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Twisted Fate Chapter Nine:
"Red or white?" Brie said as she held two hangers with beautiful formal dresses being hung on it. Her eyes falling on her sister's who was clearly spaced out as usual.
Nikki has been like this for the past week, and it was honestly frustration to witness because Nicole is always upbeat and gleaming with energy. However, she understood why she was so broken. With the whole incident that happened a week ago with Roman, she was just heart broken once again. Every day was a constant horror of judging eyes toward the former mother. The only people who stood by Nikki's side was her family, Stephanie McMahon, and a few select women in the locker room who made their helping hands known. Not only that, but she refused to speak to Roman. No matter what, she would avoid everything about him. She would enter rooms she made sure he wasn't in, and if they did clash into on another, she would act like he wasn't there. This was how she always dealt with hard situations, avoid them until they can't be unavoidable anymore. The only bright side to this twisted dark situation is that Eva is suspended for six months, and also has a restraining order from Nicole. Other than that, it was like her twin sister was gone, and she was worried if she would ever be back.
"Nicole.." Brie said softly as she took a seat at the edge of the bed, her chocolate orbs staring at her sister who was looking down at the carpeted floor of Brie's vacation home.
"Hm?" She said as she looked up, and to her sister. She was so oblivious to everything. Her whole Bella pizazz was not there anymore. Half the time, she just wanted to stay in bed, and just be alone.
"I miss you.." Brie said as she looked down to her lap, and back up to her sister.
"I'm right here though." She said as she looked at Brie like she was insane, but she knew what her twin meant, and she was in denial to respond correctly.
"No Nikki.. I miss my twin sister who always would force me to have a glass of wine, or drag me into a LV stores for hours. I miss my other half…." She said as she felt like she was going to well up in tears sooner or later. This was the first time Brie has ever broken down the situation, and it was hurting her to admit it aloud.
Nikki sat silent as she listened to the honest truth. She wasn't the same anymore. Her heart didn't even hurt, it was just cold. Every part of her felt numb, and just immune to emotion. She knew the miscarriage of her own baby killed her, but now having to see the man she loved slip past her side to the aid of someone else ate at her soul. She knew the choice would be obvious between her and Jessica considering that was his wife, but she couldn't help the pain she felt. Having to stand there in the middle of those judging eyes, alone to face the blame which was suppose to be split between him and her to begin with, was a nightmare for her. No one even had harsh feelings toward Roman since he was the one married, and Nikki seems to be the home wrecker. They still held him in his high and mighty bubble, meanwhile Nicole was in her own level of disgrace from others.
"I'm sorry… I really hate feeling this way Brie.. I just don't know how to pick myself up when I am so deep in shit." She said as she ran a hand through her hair, the frustration at herself and everything pouring out.
"Listen, I know this won't solve everything, but I really feel like you should come tonight. Just break out of your shell a little bit, and just be happy, or at least try to be." She said as making Nikki ponder on whether to head out with her sister or not.
The WWE roster had the weekend off, and Paige wanted to celebrate her new Whiskey brand that came out. She decided to buy out this huge lounge, and invited most of the roster, and her close friends outside. "I don't know… there will be so many people judging me again..." She said as she knew Paige invited some people she was not too fond about.
"So?! You are the Nikki fucking Bella. Do what you do best which is doll yourself up and show out everyone tonight. Plus, the Nikki I knew would never let a few petty stares ruin her mood, in fact she would just set that as fuel to her fire." Brie said as she pep talked words of encouragement. She just wanted her sister to be happy and fearless again, see her smiling. "You can also wear that gorgeous Swarovski and diamond body con dress you bought in NYC. You have been dying to wear it." She said with a tempting brow making Nikki bite her lip as she weighed her options.
"Okay… lets do it." She said as she looked up to her sister, her mind set rekindling herself along with her sister by her side. "Enough of this staying in crap!" She said as she shot up making Brie squeal.
"That's the feisty sister I love!" Brie said as she hugged her twin tightly. The atmosphere in the room lightening up.
Nikki knew that she couldn't keep having a pity party with herself, especially when her baby is watching down on her. She had to be strong and independent. This life she is living is no longer for her alone, but for her child as well, so they could be proud of her.
"I will go plug in the curling irons!" Brie squealed as she ran off with excitement making Nikki roll her eyes playfully.
The former mother walked to the mirror, and looked at herself before letting out a soft sigh. "You got this Nikki…" She said as she grabbed the necklace, the pendant being a silver gold locket that held a tiny image of her ultrasound. She kissed it before tucking it into her tank top, and walking into the bathroom to start her preparation for tonight.
The music vibrated the floors as people from all races swayed to the beat, body sweating with a care free vibe. Flashing colored lights were pouring around the room with waiters walking around with sparkling champagne bottles. The VIP area on the second balcony being filled with the WWE roster.
Nikki Bella walked into the club alongside her sister, and felt eyes from men and even women landing on her instantly. Her body was embraced by the Swarovski crystal and diamond body con dress that clung to her curves, and stopped mid thigh. Her hair was out in barreled curls, her eye shadow was sparkly silver glitter paired with a thick cat liner and nude pink lips. Her feet, adorned with shimmering silver pumps that accentuated her thick legs. She was by far the best looking woman in the lounge tonight, and everyone was taking a note of it.
"Everyone is upstairs!" Brie shouted as she spoke over the music to the best of her ability. Nikki nodded as she walked side by side with her twin.
The two went up the see through steps as a bouncer stood at the top, blocking their entrance, but once he saw the two stunning twins, he knew exactly who they were. "Right this way." He said as he opened the black velvet ropes.
"Oh my god! My favs!" Paige screamed as she sped walked over with two shots at hand. Her body being framed by a killer black body con with a high slit on the side.
"Our fav goth!" Nikki squealed as she embraced one of the few woman who stood by her side. Brie followed with her own hug before scoping the territory. The area was alive with so many different personalities, and even though it was packed, it was easy to tell tonight was going to be a good time.
"Lets take shots!" Nikki suggested as she knew she wanted to let loose in all ways possible. She rushed over grabbing her goth friend and her twin as she dragged them to the dark purple lit bar.
"Three tequila shots, no chasers." Nicole said as she leaned over the counter, Paige's eyes widening as she realized this was not the same Nikki from earlier this week, this was the Nikki Bella.
"Woah, so you come looking like some sex goddess, and now demanding a good time. Whoever saved this Bella from her depression, I am marrying you." Paige said aloud as she slid her body onto a bar stool.
"That would be me, but sorry, I am married." Brie said as she waved her left hand around making Paige roll her eyes, the dazzling ring shining bold in the light.
"Hey, girl on girl isn't really cheating right?" The goth said with a wink making Brie chuckle out loud.
"I needed to let loose. I was seriously loosing my Bella personality… it was starting to look sad." Nicole said even though she knew she was just feeling sorry for herself. Sorry for the fact she was hurting herself to get over her own inner pain. She deserved happiness, especially with the lose of one of her most blessed gifts, her baby. "So on that note, lets fuck it up!" She said as she grabbed a shot glass, and held it up, her body already swaying to the beat as she felt her Latina side come out.
Paige shook her head as a smile of excitement rushed over her. "To Nikki Bella's return!" She said as she held up the shot.
"Amen!" Brie said as she took her shot up, and cheered it with the others. All three ladies swallowed the strong substance causing a burning sensation to rush down their throat.
"I say another!" Nicole said as she placed her glass hard on the table making Brie laugh aloud as she tried to redeem herself from the first one.
The two other woman nodded knowing another shot wouldn't kill. As they swallowed the next round, Paige gagged at the vile taste that hit the back of her throat.
"Are you serious? Already giving up at two?" Nikki said as she looked over to Paige's cringing face before darting her glossy orbs to the bartender.
"Another round." She said making Brie look at her slightly concerned.
"Nikki, you know you don't have to go all in-" She was cut off by her twin as she held her finger up to stop her from continuing.
"Listen, you all have been telling me you wanted Nikki right? So here I am. If you don't want to take shots, then fine. But I on the other hand, is going to get shit faced, so please don't judge me like everyone else in this fake ass room is." She said with a rude smirk before grabbing her shot glass, and downing it quickly, some falling out from the side of her mouth.
Paige looked to Brie with concern as she debated on whether they encouraged Nikki for the worse.
"Oh come on Paige? You helped make a brand of Whiskey, and can't down some shots." Nikki slightly slurred as she slid a glass over to her, but Paige didn't take it. She just sat there bewildered by the twin.
"Maybe we should slow down a little, you know the night is still young." The goth suggested as she went to place the shot back on the tray, but Nikki quickly snatched it from her.
"Fine, I will take shots myself." She said as she downed the shot meant for Paige, and then her sister next. As Nikki felt the burning sensation hit her throat, she fell more in love with the consumption, the burning rush was enticing her, and the warmth was welcoming.
"You guys can leave if you want, I mean the love of my life thinks I am probably a worthless piece of shit since I don't carry his child anymore, and that baby was snatched from me by some ignorant excuse of a woman. So I mean, I am totally fine with riding my sorrows down solo. You can join the other judges of people over there who think I am a total slut!" Nicole said with a warm smile before rolling her eyes, all the suffering she endured turning to venom as she was feeling like everyone was hostile to her, or was someway out to get her.
The bartender looked at her like she was crazy making the Latina run her tongue over her teeth in her mouth. "Do I need to have a problem with you too?" She asked as she looked at the smaller woman with a glint of terror in her eyes making her look away immediately.
"Good, now get me a glass of Vodka mixed with some cranberry juice, but not too much juice." She said as she smiled to the woman before flipping her hair, and looking to her twin and best friend.
"Is there a problem?" She asked making Brie feel taken back.
"You know what. No there isn't. Let me know when my actual sister comes around." Brie said as she shook her head before leaving with Paige, leaving Nicole by the bar alone.
"Yeah whatever! Leave like everyone else." She said as she could feel the alcohol washing over her as the room was going in a slight slow motion.
As she took a seat at the bar with her vodka at hand, she looked around. She saw no faces that were friendly toward her anymore, and it just made her realize how fake people in this world were. Screw up once, and they will never look at your direction again. She shook her head as she scoffed. "Cheers to me, myself, and I." She said as she held her glass, and then sipped it.
She saw the dance floor below the VIP section filled with a bunch of people who looked so care free, and upbeat. She needed that release. She craved for it. The Bella downed her glass before going down the stairs slowly, but almost tripped making her giggle.
"Woopsies." She said as she made her way down the steps, and joined the people on the dance floor.
She found herself in the middle of the crowd, the heat from everyone causing her skin to sweat, but she felt the bliss of not caring with no worries. Her waist swaying to the beat as she ran her hands through her hair, messing it up slightly. As she continued to feel her way with the music, she felt someone's hands wrap around her waist, pulling her bottom close to their crotch making her alert of her surroundings. The man touching her looked disheveled, sweaty, and wasted making her cringe as she swatted his hands. "Get off of me!" She said as she realized what she has done to herself. Her eyes looking around her as nothing but people of no class that she would never see herself associate with surrounding her.
"Oh come on pudding. You look so damn good." The man whispered making her slightly want to vomit by his breathe. Nicole shoved past him before walking off the dance floor, pushing people out the way.
She couldn't believe she let herself stoop this low. This is not what she would of wanted her child witnessing. This was worse than a depression, this was horrifying. She quickly walked grabbing a hold of her necklace as she tried her best not to cry. She felt so disappointed in herself as she walked back up the stairs slowly, her slightly drunk body causing her to stray off balance.
She quickly took a seat at the bar as she ran a hand through her hair. "Oh my god.." She said as she looked at herself in the mirror. This wasn't Nikki Bella, this was a sad excuse of her. Her makeup was smeared, lip gloss gone, hair messy, and eyes glossed over with guilt. She was so embarrassed as she looked around. Everyone speaking to one another in a group as she was excluded, even her own sister was enjoying the night with a glass of champagne at hand.
This whole alcohol lifestyle was never her forte, and to see her stoop this low was a disgrace to herself, and her family name. She saw as Brie's eyes connected with hers for a moment, and she immediately felt the shame. She looked away as she refused to make herself feel weak. She quickly got up, and walked back down the steps, and exited the lounge, tears falling down her face.
She took off her heels as she walked on the concrete, her heart racing as she didn't even know the way back to her sister's house. She decided she would have to stay at the WWE's hotel they booked out as she started to walk in the direction, her head hung over as she mentally was frustrated at herself. This was not what she wanted to do when she meant loosen up, instead she yelled at the ones who was there for her, and brought herself to a lower point in her own life.
As she walked, she could hear whistling from men in all directions, her eyes pooling with water. "I am so sorry I let you down.." She said as she spoke to her child who was looking down, on her, her words slurring slightly.
Her walking was becoming unbalanced as she walked into a tall gate, her hand grasping the cold silver as she broke down against it. She felt like she lost everything she had in life, all her happiness, gone.
She leaned against the gate, and she slowly fell down. Her knees to her chest as she cried on the streets. She didn't care if this was unsafe, she felt like she already lost at life, so what was there for her to live for.
"Nicole?" The deep baritone voice said making Nikki freeze her crying. This couldn't be him. There was no way.
She looked up slowly, her vision still swaying slightly, but she could see his glory in front of him. His hair sleek back, beard trimmed neatly to his face, body filling his black dress shirt, and grey eyes sparkling more than ever.
She didn't know if she should feel embarrassed or hurt, but all these mix of emotions hit her as she refused to respond to him.
"Nicole... Are you drunk?" He asked as he looked down to her, eyes glossed with worry.
"No." She lied as she got up slowly, stumbling slightly before pulling her dress down a little. She could feel his eyes piercing at her as she refused to look at his face.
Roman exhaled as calmly as he could. "Alright come on. Let's get you back to the hotel.." He said as he went to grab her arm, but she pulled away.
"Do not touch me!" She yelled as she walked away from him. Her walk barely straight, but before she could get anywhere near far, he held her back. His arm wrapped around her midsection, keeping her in place as she struggled against him.
"Roman let me go!" She ordered as she tried her best to get out of his strong hold, but even with her being strong herself, she was no match to his power.
"Are you kidding me Nicole?" Roman said as he pulled her back, and looked her in the eyes. He ran a hand over his face before shaking his head. "Do you not know how much trouble you could of got yourself into?! A woman like you in these streets at this hour?!" He said as he looked down at her. His eyes filled with worry and concern.
"Excuse you! I didn't ask for your damn help!" She roared as she snatched her arm from him.
"Oh you best believe your thanking God that I decided to walk to the hotel tonight because I can only wonder what would happen if you were out here with no one to help you!" He yelled back as he took her arm in his hand, and started walking, holding her like a child who was refusing to behave.
"Roman get off of me!" She said as she restrained him, trying her hardest to be released.
He had no response as he continued to walk with her. She let out a groan as she realized she had no other choice but to follow his lead. "So what, you strand me for your wife, and now want to swoop in like some hero?" She said as she slurred her last word, her eyes not even looking at him.
Roman clenched his jaw as he continued to walk into the hotel parking lot, guiding Nikki to make sure she didn't trip.
"So now I get the silent treatment, typical." She said with a great dose of attitude. One thing Nicole was always great at was using her smart mouth even if it was at the wrong times.
She could see how pissed off Roman was getting as they entered into the hotel, everyone staring at them. His jawline clenching as he loosened his grip. They got into the elevator as she had a pout on, face flooded with embarrassment, hurt, and sadness. Having to been seen at her lowest points that he partially caused was the worst feeling ever. Her eyes pricking with tears.
"You can let go of me." She said as he pulled her hand away, now breaking his hold since it wasn't tight.
The bell rang as the elevator came to a stop. Roman walked out as he steadied Nicole as she tried her best to walk on her feet.
"I don't need your fucking help!" She roared as tears fell from her eyes. This was her breaking point.
"Really?! You don't need my help here?! You know your so ungrateful! How dare you bring yourself to this fucking state in those streets filled with low lives who could of easily taken advantage of you?! How would Giselle have felt if she was able to see her mother like that huh?! Do you even use your brain anymore?!" He roared as he looked down to her.
"Fuck you!" Nicole said as she pushed him. For him to use Giselle, the name of their unborn child, into this, tore her apart. It hit her at her core, and she just couldn't take the truth.
"Fuck me?!" He said as he felt his anger boiling. His body walking forward, backing Nicole against the door of the hotel room. Her eyes never backing away from his.
"Yeah Roman, fuck you for all you stand for. Piece of shit!" She said as she felt tears come down her face, but this wasn't sorrowful tears, but tears of anger.
Before Nikki could of even say another word, he crashed his lips onto hers hungrily. There was nothing passionate to it, just pure anger, frustration, and need all poured into his aggressive tongue motion.
Nicole felt her knees go weak as she placed her hands around his neck, the other one slowly rubbing up his chest before meeting her other hand.
Roman growled as he picked up Nikki swiftly, her legs barely wrapping around him as he quickly unlocked the hotel door, his hand closing the door. He pushed her body harshly against the door as her dress rode up, her lace panties showing.
Nikki felt all anger fuming out of her as she pulled his hair roughly, his lips biting hers.
"I hate you." She said as she looked deep into his darkened eyes. Pure resentment filled with lust oozed out her pores. Her eyes darkening with every slurred word, and her mind set in an intense fog.
"Yeah I hate you too. Always doing some stupid shit." He said as he pressed her hands above her head, her legs wrapped around his midsection tightly to hold her up. "Won't lie though, I am not hating the way this dress is looking on your sexy ass body though." He growled huskily making a moan escape her pouted lips.
"Mmm, you love it all, don't lie." She said as she felt his lips on her neck, quickly finding her sweet spot that he discovered a year ago. Nicole moaned as she curled her toes, his teeth sinking into her skin hard in such a pleasing way. She bit her lip harshly that she was sure to draw blood. Her body electrified with pure ecstasy as she felt his teeth graze her sensitive skin.
"Of course you like that." He said as he sneaked his hand behind her dress, pulling the zip down making her dress loosen, the fabric drifting down her frame before he pulled it completely off her thick and tone legs. Her red lace bra and panties clung onto her skin as it contrasted perfectly against her. All her curves being shown to his grey eyes.
He unclasped her bra swiftly as he started to lick her now exposed skin, goosebumps forming on her flawless body. A titillating arousal swam through her system as she couldn't help but shutter under his wet licks and kisses.
"Roman..." She mewled even though every fiber of her being wanted her to rebuke the pleasure she was receiving. His sinister mouth latching to her hardened and sensitive nubs as he licked, swirled, and tugged on her knobs, leaving her breathing labored. Each second feeling more and more desirable, not wanting the seconds to escape, just the mere need to bask in each one a little longer.
"You always had a smart ass mouth on you, you know that?" He said as he looked deep into her eyes, a dark shade of grey staring back at her. He wasn't Roman, he was in his dominant powerhouse mode, a mode that was something she was very much fond of, and was in a daze for mentally and physically.
"Shut up and just make me hate you even more." She said making him smirk as she knew she was asking for the worst, but she didn't care. No matter how much she wanted to stop what was happening, the amount of euphoric energy that flowed through her veins was enough to silence that one voice in her head, the voice of good and just.
"Get your pretty little ass on that bed.. I will really make you hate me…." He said as he let her drop to the floor, her wobbly legs bracing the fall as she stared deep into his eyes, no feeling of insecurity considering he saw her naked countless amounts of times, but in different circumstances.
Nikki followed his command as she swayed her hips to the bed making her plump bottom jiggle in her lace cheeky panties. She knew she was riling him up, and even though she wanted to stop things deep down inside, her desires for him was just growing more and more that even if she knew she was in the wrong, there was no voice to reason with her.
"Cute sway of the hips Mami." He said as he got behind her as she refused to lay on the bed, her back toward him as she stood at the foot of the bed in her heels. He let his hand slap her bottom hard making her stifle a moan as hard as she could from biting her swollen pink lips.
"You always loved my ass." She said as she refused to look back to him, but she could feel his breath on her shoulder. He left no room behind her as his chest was against her back. He aggressively pushed her down onto the bed, her face pressed onto the sheets as her round bottom grazed his member through his pants.
"You always loved my stroke." He said in a deep baritone tone making a pool flood in her panties. His hands grabbing her two hands and holding them behind her back, leaving her with no way of moving as he applied light pressure to keep her still.
He pushed her legs further apart as he could see her damp panties easier. Her thick legs filling her heels as she was bent over under his power. He ripped off the red fabric with ease not caring or feeling remorse as he quickly unbuckled his pants, making sure to keep her still in the process.
Nicole felt her body heat up as she heard his belt come off and then the sound of pants dropping. Before she knew it, he drilled deep inside her as she screamed aloud, her eyes tearing up with pain and pleasure.
"Yeah where did that smart mouth go now Nikki?" He said in a deep husky voice that made her tremble just hearing it. His thick member pounding in her walls, leaving no room for her to adjust to his long missed intrusion.
"Still here. You can do better than that." She said knowing she would piss him off. He hated when someone criticized his in bed work because he knew he was as close to a sex god there was, and he was sure damn right. Nicole felt like she was on the verge of passing out as he was already deep in her stomach, but she was not going to let him feel prideful, that was the last thing she wanted him to feel.
"Oh really?" He said as he let go of her hands, and quickly flipped her around, still deep inside of her. Her eyes were tear filled as she fell in love with the pain. It was in all the right ways therapeutic and addictive, the pleasure ripping through with the painful feeling, the balance was immaculate.
She nodded as she watched him shake his head and chuckle. "Silly girl." He said before he pulled out leaving the tip in, and ramming all the way into her, leaving nothing but his balls out, bottoming out into what he used to call his own pussy. Her body bouncing up against the sheets as she felt herself erupt in a lustful sensation.
Nicole cried out as she bit her lips harder, tasting some blood. He continued to relentlessly drill into her, leaving no mercy as she felt her body soon give in, the whole world around her collapsing in shatters, her body becoming nothing but a toy, and her life seemingly drifting into a land of lust as the man who was married to another dug deep into everything she was worth once again even though somewhere in her mind she was telling herself stop, but her body was caving in.
A/N: To be continued…..
