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An Untold Story, Being Told

Chapter Ten: Misunderstood

Sylva's P.O.V

I walked off of Coppin State University campus with the biggest smile on my face. I just turned in my last paper and I was finally free. So many years of not knowing if I was strong enough, if I could get through one particular class, was it all worth it? At one point in time I took a short period of time off because I didn't want to be bothered with the research, the late nights up studying, it all felt useless, but now, now that it's over, it feels a bit sad. Sad because as much as I hated it, I loved the atmosphere of it all. Being able to pay for it myself, being able to say I had no one to help me feels damn good. I accomplished something on my own and I'm on cloud nine!

While I walked over to the bus stop I pulled my cell phone out of my purse and called Sasha to tell her the news.

"What girl I am busy and these new girls are irking me." I rolled my eyes at her attitude. I swear it only takes one person to kick you off your high.

"I told you not to hire them anyway, but like you said, you are the boss, but that's not why I called. I'm done." I waited for her to say something, but all I got was her talking, well screaming at the girls. I pushed a button in her ear slowly feeling my temper start to rise.

"Damn it! What is it Sylva-Lynn!? I'm busy!" Saying I was hurt was an understatement. Feeling that stinging in the back of my eyes I just hung up on her.

I love my sister, damn it I do, but it's some thing she does that really makes me want to just claw her eyes out. I guess that's what every sibling says about the other, but at times it seems like the most important things in my life is meaningless to others and that's one of my weak points, that's one of the problems I have keeping my emotions at bay. I didn't even try to dry my eyes because I knew it wouldn't matter. My tears would work faster then my hands could. As soon as I would try to wipe my eyes, a fresh batch would run right down my face.

Not caring that other people were on the bus stop looking at me with tears coming down freely, I didn't sob, no crazy crying, I just let tears come down with a stone face. The real emotion wouldn't come until I was home.

Yes, home, fuck work I wasn't going to go in so she could act bitchy to me, at the moment I didn't like Sasha and I damn sure didn't like the two girls she hired. They rubbed me the wrong way instantly and even though I was asked for my opinion, asked for help, at the end it didn't matter, they were what Sasha wanted so that is what Sasha will have to deal with today.

The bus finally came after what seemed like forever. I swear Baltimore buses were damn near never on time. I was close to the last to get on and after I put my money in I found a window seat in the middle. My eyes dried on their own, but I was still feeling the effects of them. I sunk down into my seat preparing myself for the long ride home, also debating on if I should tell my mother MY good news or not, fearing I would get the same results as Sasha.

Sighing and watching the buildings go pass my phone vibrated in my hand. I looked down at the picture and saw it was Dave and I acting silly. I smiled weakly to myself remembering out last day together close to a month ago. I haven't spoken to him since the day before he won the title back, hell we were both busy and even though I missed him, I understood his position at his job and also I had things to do myself.

I flipped my phone open and put it up to my ear. I clear my throat, trying my best to get rid of the hoarseness in my throat from crying.

"Hey Champ." I cursed to myself instantly because I could hear the hurt in my own voice. I just knew he could.

"Hey, why do you sound like that, are you okay?" I could hear the worry in his voice and I hated it. I didn't need him to worry about me when he has so much on his plate as is. I continued to look out the window biting down on the side of my bottom lip.

"I'll be fine, but how are you, I know you are living it up now that the title is back around your waist." I was playing with the zipper on my bag while I talked. I hope he let me change the subject.

"Sylva-Lynn this is the third time I had this title, this is the first time I heard you sound like this don't change the subject-"

"Dave please, just tell me how you are doing, I'm fine." I heard him sigh and mumble something, but I couldn't understand him, or I just didn't care to understand him.

"I'm fine, trying to get my head together for this match-"

"Yeah Khalil is going to kick your ass over that ring." I laughed seriously for the first time in an hour. Slowly I was feeling my sadness leaving my body. I heard Dave grunt and laughed louder causing a few stares from people to come my way. I mugged one girl who was sitting across from me, damn she was looking so far down my throat, and I think she knew the words I was going to say before I did.

"Thinks for having so much confidence in me Sylva, you know I always appreciated it."

"Dave come on, you know I'm just playing with you, I mean you beat him for the title and now you are champion, of course you can do it again. Just like you beat Big Show-"

"I didn't beat him." I winced forgetting it was a disqualification. I smiled brightly even though he couldn't see it.

"But you won anyway, see you can beat him-"

"Excuse me, but are you talking to Batista?" I turned around with forward brows not believing the nerve of whoever just asked me that.

"Why?" The attitude I had returned and all I could hear was Dave laughing in my ear. I moved the phone from my ear and pushed a few buttons causing him to laugh harder.

"That is him isn't it, is he your boyfriend?!" I looked at the girl like she was crazy. Here I was on the phone and she was all in my conversation. Without saying another word I turned back around ignoring her.

"Fuck you David."

"Well damn I wish you would have said that when I was at your house-" I rolled my eyes at his comment.

"Anyway! The purpose of this call is to what?

"Oh yeah, I hope I'm the first to say congratulations." I raised a brow trying to figure out what he was talking about.

"For what?"

"Oh, did you turn in your last paper yet?" I started laughing and crying at the same time. I couldn't believe he remember something I told him a month ago and my own sister couldn't remember I told her less then a week ago.

"Yes I did, damn you know you are the only person who remembered. I wiped my eyes and looked around to see my stop was coming up. I gathered my things and went to the back door. I took the phone away from my ear and screamed at the bus driver.

"BACK DOOR!" I could see people giving me looks. I stuck my tongue out at them all and got off.

"Why are you so silly, sticking your tongue out like that?" I walked across the street to my house just thinking about my bed.

"They made me mad, but what are you doing now?" I was pulling out my keys while walking up my steps and onto the porch. I heard a car slam, but didn't think about it. I just wanted to lie down.

"I have two days off and I decided to come visit a friend." I unlocked my door and just realized something he said.

"Hold it, how did you know I stuck my tongue out at the people?"

"Because I'm behind you-"I screamed and turned around to see him laughing. He had on a black pinstripe suit and his shades on. I held my chest trying to calm down from the shock he gave me and once I did I punched him in his chest.

"Don't you ever do that again? Trying to give me a put me in an early grave?!" I walked in the house with him behind me and dropped everything. I kicked my heels off and sat laid myself on the couch while scratching my hair.

"I need to call Miss Peaches, he needs to do my hair over." Dave sat his bag down beside my things and lifted my legs up so he could sit down.

"Wait he or she?" I raised a brow and then smiled.

"He. Miss Peaches is a man." Dave made a face and just shook his head.

"No need to elaborate." I laughed while he reached into his bag and pulled out a bottle.

"Put this in the freeze." I sat up and took the bottle from him.

"You bought Crystal? Why something so expensive?" I asked while getting up and going into the kitchen. I did as he said and then opened the fridge to see my Strawberry double whipped cheesecake looking at me still untouched. I took it out and walked into the living room and sat on the table, Opening it delicately I felt Dave's arms wrap around my waist.

"What do we have here?" I looked up at him and then started opening the box up.

"Well I don't know what WE have but I have a double whipped strawberry cheesecake that I am going to eat all by myself."

"But I want some, aren't you going to share?" I swiped the side with my index finger and lifted it up to his mouth. He took his shades off with a smirk and took my finger in his mouth. He sucked it off slowly while keeping his eyes on me. When he was done I cleared my throat and moved away.

"So uh, I was looking on a website at some pictures of you." I was straitening up the living room, picking up my things and putting them in the hall closet.

"Oh really, did you enjoy them?" He took his suit jacket off and placed on the back of one of the living room chairs.

"Quite a few, but two stood out more then others." I turned the porch light on and flicked on the other lights downstairs.

"Which would be?" I was walking past him and he caught me. Dave pulled me on his lap and I was straddling him.

"Well one was of your butt; you have a tattoo on it." I laughed a little at him rolling his eyes.

"It was a dare okay, what is the second picture." Squinting my eyes at him because he got off the subject way to fast.

"It's a group picture, why did you take your tongue ring out?" He smiled and shook his head.

"I didn't need it anymore." I raised a brow and he just laughed at me. I shrugged while moving myself off of him.

"But, if someone gives me a reason to, I will get it again." I laughed a little while shaking my head.

"I dare you to get it tonight." Dave looked at me for awhile. I stared right back at him not backing down. I wanted to see if he would do it or not. I was just talking, but I grew to love challenging him. After a few minutes of staring at each other, he stood up and went into the kitchen.

"Let's go." I looked behind me and saw he had the bottle of Crystal in his hand and two glasses.

"Where are we going?" I stood up quickly and went to the hall closet to get my purse before I followed him out the door.

"I'm getting a tongue ring and you are getting a tattoo." I just finished locking the door when he said the last part.

"A what?" I was still standing on the porch while he was standing by his truck. When he saw I was no longer behind him he turned around.

"A tattoo." I shook my head and fumbled with my keys trying to unlock the door. No way on the day, on this earth I was going to get a tattoo.

Dropping my keys in the process, Dave scooped them up and then picked me up.

"Dave seriously, I don't want a tattoo! I mean I can take a permanent marker and play connect the stretch marks and come up with a great picture." He put me down in front of his car and came dace-to-face with my pout.

"Sylva trust me, it's going to be small and pretty, and they have numbing cream so it's not even going to hurt that much." My mouth dropped, was he really serious?

"Not that much?! Dave how about I just don't get it at all, see no pain what so ever." Dave opened the passenger side door and I just folded my arms across my chest.

"I'm not getting a tattoo." I stated with much attitude dripping from ever word I spoke.

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Dave's P.O.V

I was sitting in the lobby of the tattoo parlor looking through a few books of tattoos. Sylva was sitting beside me looking at the different people walking around and even one person getting their tongue pierced. The young girl screamed and I felt Sylva jumped beside me.

"You know on second thought, don't get a tongue ring, they look painful." I looked up at the girl crying and smacked my lips.

"It's not that bad, she's just being a baby; look at her, holding on to her boyfriend's hand. It's an act." I waved my hand at her and went back to looking at tattoos for Sylva.

"Dave honestly, I haven't even been to this part of downtown Baltimore and I still would rather been in the adult store looking at toys." I kept looking through the book and laughed.

"We could do that after we're done here." I smiled over at her only to get a scold from her. I shrugged my shoulders and was ready to flip the page, but she stopped me.

"I like that." I looked down at the fairy she pointed to. It was a female fairy with mostly pink and green shades around it. Three stars going around and she had a wicked smile on her face. I nodded my head and stood up.

"Come on, let's get your tattoo."

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Sylva kept moving her leg away from the tattoo artist was pissing him off. I rolled my eyes myself; he was only trying to shave the hair away.

"Ma'am I have to get the hair off-"

"I don't have hair on my damn ankle! What do you think I am a freak?" I smirked and rubbed my eyes. This girl was something else.

After damn near ten minutes of her moving, she finally let him do his job, shaving that is. He wasn't even the damn man to do that actual tattooing, but once he did come in, Sylva hopped up.

"Fuck no! He looks twelve!" I grabbed Sylva by her arms and put her back on the table.

"He knows what he's doing Sylva, just let him do his job." Sylva looked at the young man push his glasses back up on his nose and get the paints ready. To be honest, I was a little skeptical myself.

"Hold my hand please." I looked down at Sylva's hopeful eyes and just nodded my head. I held her hand and once he started on the outline I felt her grip on my hand tighten.

"Sylva just relax and-"

"It fucking hurts David what am I suppose to do laugh!? It's taking everything in me not to cry." I saw her wince again and sighed. I felt a bit bad for talking her into getting something I knew deep down she didn't want, but I knew once it was done, and it pealed it would look great.

Thinking about what it would look like with her leg in the air. I quickly snapped out of that daydream when she pulled on my tie and I was face-to-face with her.

"DAMN IT! Do you not hear me!? This shit hurts-"Cutting her off with a kiss I'm sure made everyone in the shop happy because for once she was quiet.

Feeling her hands come up my arms and rest on my shoulders. I placed my hands on either side of her head for support. I parted her lips with my tongue before sliding in her mouth and tickling the roof of her mouth. I could hear her giggle and pulled away.

"Tickles." She said while wiping the sides of her mouth.

I watched her move her tongue around the roof of her mouth trying to get the feeling away. Leaning back down so only we were the ones who could be heard, I whispered.

"If you be good, I can give you more." I watched a smile creep up onto her face and she looked away.

"What makes you think I want more." I kissed her cheek getting her attention back on me and held a serious face.

"You do."

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The ride back to her home was, let's say eventful, we did indeed go to that adult store got a few things. One being a vibrator which I doubt she will ever have the guts to use, and candy because her cousin bought some from a dare and they ate it. Weird family I think.

Stopping to get some Jack Daniels to help further celebrate her finishing college. We went back to her home and was met with an angry Sasha.

"WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN!? I HAVE BEEN WORRIED SICK! AND WHY WEREN'T YOU AT WORK TODAY, DID YOU FORGET?!" Without a second glance Sylva ignored her sisters ranting and raving and picked up her cheesecake. Realizing Sylva wasn't listening she blocked her from going upstairs.

"Little girl do you hear me talking to you!? Where have you been-"

"First off I'm not a little girl and I do not answer to you! You are my SISTER not MOTHER! I do what I damn well please and it's not a damn thing you can do about it-"

"Like hell! This is my house-"Sylva shoved the cheesecake into my hands and turned around to face Sasha.

"No this is OUR house, rather you like it or not the bills are spilt down the middle and I pay mine every week, hell sometimes paying part of yours!" Sasha mouth dropped and Sylva raised her brow as if she was challenging her. I sighed and sat down on the nearest couch and watched everything unfold.

"What the hell is wrong with you Sylva-Lynn!? What you think because he's here you can talk to me any kind of way, if it wasn't for me he wouldn't be standing here-"

"Don't make this about you Sasha-Anne because I am sick of it! But you know what, I will this one time. Yeah it's because of you he's here, but not today. He's here because unlike you he cares about me!" Sasha laughed at her and shook her head.

"Darling he cares about getting into you pants, not you personally." My brows forward in anger. That shit wasn't true and when I stood to say something, Sylva beat me to it.

"Oh really, well I guess John didn't have to care about getting into yours seeing as though you gave it up what, an hour after meeting him? See it doesn't matter what you think about Dave and I because what you did is ten times worse. I'm not making a fool of myself, falling for a guy who only sees you as a pussy! I mean honestly, when was the last time you talked to the fucker?!" Sasha didn't answer, all she did was let tears spill over onto her cheeks and what shocked me was Sylva was doing the same thing.

"Why? Why would you say something like that? He does care about me-"

"Oh and Dave doesn't!? He cared more then you have Sasha! He cared enough to use his two days off to come down and celebrate me finishing school, he cared enough to actually remember something I told him over a month ago and you couldn't remember, damn it we live in the same house! I tried to share my happiness with you and all I got was attitude that caused me pain! It took someone I've only known a fucking month to cheer me up because you brought me down! So you know what Sasha? THANK YOU! Thank you for actually doing something that for once benefits me! Thank you for doing something good for me back then, because now he's good for me and you right now, are good for NOTHING!" She screamed the last part in her face and stormed upstairs leaving Sasha in shock and pain. She looked over at me shaking her head.

"I can't believe I forgot this day, I didn't mean to. I just had a lot going on with the store and she made me mad not showing up, and her attitude just now when I was worried sick about her-"I walked over to her and gave her a hug, allowing her to cry into my chest. I sighed to myself; this was not how I planned my time with Sylva, comforting her sister.

"Listen Sasha, I'm going to go calm her down a bit, but truth be told, you did say something hurtful first, I don't see your sister in that way and it hurts that you were around me, smiling in my face when you thought that about me. So I don't know how she's going to be tomorrow, but I can't say that I'm all that happy with you either at this point." All she did was nod her head and walk into the kitchen. I looked upstairs and then back at the bag and cheesecake I had. Closing my eyes and taking a deep breath I started my walk upstairs into a ball of fire.

Sylva's P.O.V

I kicked off my shoes and sat on my bed. I dried my eyes harshly until it almost hurt to touch. How dare she say something like that to me, and about Dave right in front of him! I doubt she even realize how fake she made herself to be in front of him. I shook my head getting angry all over again and started to take my shirt off when my door opened. Not thinking and only reacting I picked up my heel and threw it at the door. I winced realizing it was Dave. Thank goodness he moved in time for it to hit a wall in the hallway and bounce down the stairs.

"I'm guessing you're still upset?" He shut the door and put everything down on my bed. I finished taking my shirt off and picked up a shirt Dave left over the last time he was here.

"I'm sorry, I thought you were her." Dave shook his head at me and I pulled it down to my knees wondering what his problem was.

"What?" He sat in my desk chair and just looked at me for a few minutes before answering.

"Did you really have to say that about John and her?" I opened up my cheesecake and picked up a slice.

"Did you not hear what she said about you?" I laughed a little thinking he was crazy if he thought I was in the wrong.

"Yeah I heard it, but what you said was much harsher Sylva, you didn't have to stoop that low-"My eyes got wide and I swallowed quickly.

"That low?! What about her!? She said some hurtful things-"

"But you knew they weren't true Sylva, you are a smart girl, you didn't have to be so blunt and heartless." I glared at him not liking where this conversation was leading to. Trying to stay calm I tried to change the subject.

"You know you sound funny when you talk, with the tongue ring and all-"

"Damn it Sylva-Lynn I'm serious! This isn't something you can just sweep under the rug! You really hurt her-"

"Well what about my hurt!? No one seems to care that my feelings are crushed! She all but called me a naïve brat that she thinks she can control for the rest of her life and it's not true! And now I have you here coming down on me like I'm your fucking child, remember buddy you have three daughters not four!"

"Oh trust me I know, because they don't act like a fucking brat like you! They know how to deal with things in a proper manner; they actually have respect and know that you can't get anywhere trying to fix a mistake with a fucking mistake! YOU would be a fucking problem child if you were mine!" I threw the rest of the slice of cheesecake that was in my hand at the wall and held my hands out.

"Then what the fuck are you doing here?! What you get a kick out of being around a brat like me!? I mean what the fuck you get off defending her!? Shit is what she said true, you sticking around to get some pussy!? Well leave now because you will never get a whiff of this!" I turned around to get some more cheese cake, but was turned back around forcefully and was in the air in seconds.

"I'm here because I really do care about you! It's not all about fucking Sylva-Lynn! I have feelings for you, but you have your guard build up so damn high you can't see that!" He dropped me on my bed making the box fall on the floor.

"Damn it! My cheesecake!" Dave face turned a dark shade of red and he just shook his head at me.

"You know what, fuck this and fuck you! I have enough shit in my life to deal with and I don't need a whining little bitch to make it worse. So good-bye Sylva!" I watched him open my door with force and was at the steps before I jumped up and screamed.

"NO!" He stopped in his tracks and I fell back on my bed feeling helpless.

"I don't want you to go; if you go then I'm alone. No one cares about me." Dave walked back into my room slowly and I cursed myself for crying for the fourth time today. I dropped my head into my hands trying to figure out what I am going to do.

I felt the bed dip beside me and looked up to see Dave glaring at me. When he spoke his voice still held anger.

"Look, your sister loves you, and I'm sure your mother does too, come on you have to have more family then those two." I shook my head and dried my eyes. If he only knew.

"Dave, Sasha loves me I know, but she only shows it when she can get something out of me, like I was her everything when I started talking to you, all because she had a connection, she finally got to meet the men she has been watching for years. Oh and my mother, hell husband has her nose so wide open, that I doubt she even remember she has children. Sasha only feels guilty because I stood up to her and for once brought her dirt to the light and she couldn't do anything about it. I've let her walk all over me for so long, that tonight, tonight was my time to just let everything out. You don't understand, I only know my mother's side of the family. I don't know my father or anything that has to do with him. All I know is that he was younger then my mother. So you see, I have people who love me, but they don't care." I wiped the last of my tears and just looked straight ahead. I didn't want to look at his facial expression for fear it still held the anger from before.

I felt him touch me and looked over in his direction and saw his face soften. He stood up pulling me up with him and into a hug.

"I don't love you, I'm not going to lie and say I do, but I do care about you Sylva. Know that. I smiled into his chest before I moved back some.

"Did we just have our first fight?" I pouted just at the thought of him walking out on me.

"Yeah we did, enjoy it?" I rolled my eyes and punched him in his chest.

"Hell no, I don't want that to happen again. It's funny, I couldn't really stand you and now it's like you're my only life line." I wrapped my arms around his waist more while looking up at him."

"Yeah I know what you mean, but you need to control your temper Miss Sylva." He tapped my chin and I rolled my eyes before smiling.

"And you know what you need to never do again?" He shook his head no and I stood on my toes and touched his chin.

"Don't you ever call me a bitch again, or all snatched that patch of hair off your damn chin, one hair at a time." I smiled brightly at him causing him to laugh.

"Damn it I'm serious!" Dave lifted me up and sucked on my bottom lip before giving me a peck on the lips.

"Damn, now I wish I had some of that cheesecake." I looked down on the floor and was glad to see it was still in the box, half of it was smashed, but I'm sure it was still good.

"Hey, you think we can still celebrate?" I asked hoping he would say yes. He looked down at the cheesecake and nodded his head.

"Yeah I think we can."

Awe, how sweet, their first fight and they survived it. Only problem is, while they are now back on good terms, theirs a sister downstairs hurting because of a simple mistake. Something so precious to someone is only a single thought in the back of the other's mind. Something so innocent blown out of proportion. It's like everyone says, theirs two sides to every story and David only heard one. You know when someone who is upset bad mouths the person who caused the hurt; it's a way to vent. Not everything is true, but it obvious David doesn't know that.

It's like I said, how their happiness can bring others down. Let's just say, one down, seven more to go.

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Please forgive me for any type-o's you may see, I was rushing. Not an excuse, but it is the truth.

Kendra