For love or Gold

CHAPTER 10

The rain began to pour down on the little house that sat row upon row on Kay's childhood street, the mood of the weather began to reflect the moods of the siblings inside the little house.

Dave didn't like to see anyone he loved in pain, but it was a necessary evil to keep his sister protected from the wickedness that lurked around her at every turn. He did ramble on and on of the immorality than was known of the Undertaker, the rumours, the facts, anything to get his sister to see the Deadman for what he was.

But that was the problem, Kay already knew what he was, more than what Dave could ever imagine. Her brother's accusations were tearing her apart, how could he just say that it was Mark who had killed her parents? Deep within her soul, she could not believe this vicious lie.

"Don't." Kay voiced up, "Don't you dare blame him for mom and dad's accident!"

"Think about it Kay! Wrestle Mania is just a few weeks away! He's going to be pulling all the stops to fuck with my head, and if he feels that you're the key to my defeat, he'll use you like a rag doll and toss you aside after he's gotten the belt.!" Dave was not going to let up on this, he had to make her understand the danger she was in when she was near the Deadman.

"I don't believe you…"

"You'll believe a known killer before me? Are you that much under his control?"

"I AM NOT UNDER HIS CONTROL!" Kayla shouted as the rain began to hit hard on the roof above, "He would never use me…"

"Yeah, that's what Paul Bearer thought too. But he's dead, and who knows how many other people are dead because of him!"

Tears flooded her eyes, "You don't understand, what we've been through…"

Dave looked at her questionably, "What? What don't I understand? What have you guys been through?"

Kayla paused in her answer, she couldn't tell her brother about the battle with the Vodu, her risking life and limb to save the one man that her brother was now trying to turn her against, with no hard evidence to back him.

"You don't know the Undertaker like I do…" She said quietly, "He's had plenty of opportunities to hurt me, for fuck's sakes I've slept in his bed twice and…"

"You what?" Dave's face grew redder, if that was possible, "You let him fuck you?"

Kay took a step back, "Whoa! Hold on there, I said nothing about sex! I said I slept in his bed…"

"He's taken advantage of you…"

"NO!" the ground shook a little, "He's never done anything like that! We've never even kissed! The first time I didn't see him until after I woke up! And yes he spent last night with me in his bed, but I was under the covers and he was on top of them! He's never done anything to suggest that he's capable of hurting me!"

"HE could have fucked you while you slept…"

"No," Kay let out a little grin, "no, if he's as proportioned as the rest of his body, trust me, I would feel it!"

Dave slammed his hand against the mantel over the fire place in the living room, "I can't believe that you would joke about this! He's twisting your mind, you're taking his side, against me! Your own brother…"

He was hitting below the belt, but he was desperate, he had to make her aware of the menace that was attracted to her.

Kay stood still, a look of utter sadness had covered her face, "I'm not choosing anyone's side. You think he's after me for the belt, I know he's not. Your name doesn't come up, we don't spend our time talking about how he can take the belt from you, actually, Dave, you are the last thing on our minds when we're together."

"So, how long has this been going?" Dave would not be deterred by this, he would do anything to protect his naive little sister.

"It started the last time I was here, we met before I took the job at WWE."

"That night at the bar while I was sleeping in the hotel room, did he take you anywhere?"

She wasn't going to tell him that their first meeting was at a cemetery, right in front of the human host's grave. And the only place the Deadman had taken her, was right back to her hotel room that she shared with Dave. He had left her on the bed, Dave wasn't the wiser.

"We didn't do anything but talk. That's all we do, is talk."

"About what?" Dave crossed his arms over his chest, "What do you two talk about?"

She thought for a moment, "A lot of things, but nothing about you, if that's where you're going with this."

This would be so much easier if she could just come out of the broom closet and tell him what she was, what her mother was, and finally, why she trusted the Deadman. It would make sense to Dave after, discovering she was a witch, and the Deadman a Reaper, the reason why they hung around together. But she couldn't bring herself to break the silence.

Her mother had always told her, "Never tell anyone what we are, not your father, not your brother, not even your lover! We live in secret, living in the shadows of our gods, and serving mankind by ridding the world of the evil that seeps into our fragile world…"

She couldn't tell anyone, not even Dave. She knew now that her father had died without knowing who his wife actually was, a piece of her that she had never shared with him. She had taken her secret to the grave, could Kay live like that? This fight would end if she told Dave the truth, but her mother's words kept coming back into her mind, "Tell no one!"

David Sighed as he rubbed what little hair on his head in frustration with his hand, "I whish that you could just see him for what he really is…"

"And what makes you think I don't? I know he's capable of killing, but I don't believe that he would kill my parents!"

Dave starred back at her in disbelief, "You know he's a killer? And you still go to him?"

She didn't say much, but it did enough, "It's not what you think…" No, she couldn't tell him she watched quietly as the Reaper sucked the life right of the Vodu, that would terrify her brother.

"You will never understand, and I'm tired of trying to make you understand that there's nothing malice about us being together! It has nothing to do with you or your stupid belt!"

"If the belt is so fucken stupid, then why is the Undertaker after it? Hey, if he's such a good friend, why don't you tell him how stupid it is and tell him not to bother himself with it? See what he says then?"

"You're an asshole…" Kayla whispered, "I am not going to take sides to this match! That's what it comes down to, isn't Dave? The Undertaker can take the belt from you and you're scared! I'm hanging around him and you think that I'll just hand you over to him, is that it? You think I'm that stupid? You think just because he's being kind, generous and thoughtful to me is because he's going to use me? Fuck you! YOU HAVE NO CLUE TO WHAT I'M CAPABLE OF!"

The ground shook again as the thunder and lightning flashed outside. The storm was growing larger and larger by the second.

Dave was silent for a moment as Kay tried to calm down at no avail, she was angry, angry at him for thinking that she was nothing more than a naïve schoolgirl with a crush on the local bad boy. If she could only bring herself to tell him the truth!

Dave shook his head, "I just want to protect you, it scares the shit right out of me that he can get so close to you. I just…just want to…"

"I can't take this anymore…" Kayla raised her hands up in frustration, "I'm going to take a shower and then a nap. When I wake up, I'll start cleaning the house out, with or without your help."

She turned around and proceeded to walk up the stairs, Dave just starred in silence as he watched her walk out of sight. She was being fooled, fooled by that devil. He prayed that he could get to her in time, before the Deadman hurt her, or worse.

To be continued.