Chapter 21
Go to the spa and relax.
We went to work out for a few hours.
Enjoy yourselves and take your time.
Smiling at the note, Anisa's heart fluttered at how thoughtful Jon and Joe were to send them to the spa down the street. They'd been worried about the girls with everything happening lately and wanted them to relax. A spa with facials, massages and anything else they wanted was just the ticket. Anisa bounced out of the kitchen in excitement and rushed upstairs to wake Mia and Krystal up, leaving the note behind.
"Wait, the boys actually planned a spa day for us?" Mia blinked, trying to fully wake up and yawned, stretching her arms in the air. "That doesn't sound like them at all."
"I know, I think Stu chipped in for Krystal too." He was still staying at the hotel a few blocks away from Joe's house. "Now we just have to go wake her up and-"
"Tell me about the spa day Joe, Jon and Stu planned for us?"
Both Anisa and Mia jumped at the sound of Krystal's voice from behind them, their heads snapping around with wide eyes. Krystal folded her arms in front of her chest, looking bright-eyed and bushytailed. Anisa opened and closed her mouth, but no words came out while Mia tried dislodging her heart from her throat.
"I just…"
"We were just…"
"So, do you know for a fact Stu pitched in?" Krystal walked into the room and sat down next to Mia, dressed in a pair of skinny jeans and short sleeved black top.
Anisa narrowed her eyes thoughtfully. "What if he did?"
It was Krystal's turn to look sheepish, lowering her own gaze to her lap. "It'd be a nice gesture on his part…I guess."
She was confused by these sudden feelings for Stuart when her ex was turned into a vegetable only days ago. Then again, these feelings had festered ever since Krystal met Stuart and they became friends. When Colby's attitude changed and he started treating her badly all because she wouldn't move in with him, Krystal gravitated toward Stuart for comfort. The man was sweet and his accent turned her insides to mush. Krystal felt guilty and knew it was wrong to want to be with another man so soon. Deep down, she knew Stuart was part of the reason why she hadn't moved in with Colby.
"So what's going on between you two anyway?" Anisa had to ask, scooting closer to Krystal and gave her undivided attention.
Krystal shrugged, trying to brush the question off. "We're friends. There's nothing going on between us. I don't even know why he's staying in a hotel in Pensacola when he has a place in Tampa."
"Maybe he likes you and wants to be here for you." Mia stood up from bed to grab some clothes to change into. "Clearly he likes you and you must like him or else you would've sent him packing."
"No. I don't like him – like that!" Krystal argued, scoffing with a roll of her eyes and got to her feet. "He's a good friend of mine and that's it. I can't – I mean, he's handsome and sweet and everything, but I just lost Colby and…"
Anisa grabbed Krystal by the shoulders and locked eyes with her. "Don't do that, sweetie. If you like Stuart, don't be afraid to show it. Colby treated you horribly over the last few months before his accident. There's nothing wrong with moving on and Stu feels something for you or else he wouldn't be here. He wouldn't be staying in a hotel just in case you need him. Don't feel guilty about it either. What happened to Colby isn't your fault and you weren't that important in his life or his family's, or else they would've included you on what to do with him."
"She has a point – actually several valid points." Mia piped in, slipping into jeans and managed to change into a tank top without her friends seeing her bra, removing the negligee she wore over her head. "I say go for it with Stuart. He's a hot piece of English meat we both know you wanna sink your teeth into." Sometimes Mia could be too blunt about certain subjects in life.
Krystal's cheeks flamed up instantly, the crimson red painting her skin telling both Mia and Anisa all they needed to know. "Shit." She muttered, sinking back down on the bed. "Maybe I do like him a little, but I don't even know where to start trying to date him. I mean, we're friends and he's never shown me a sign he wants more than friendship from me."
"Or maybe he has and you just haven't noticed it." Anisa pointed out, tossing Mia one of her shoes tucked under the bed. "Come on, let's go to the spa, relax and talk more about this."
"And maybe give you some pointers on how to deal with the English stud too."
Mia was in a playful mood for some reason and it was a nice a change of pace considering all the hell they'd been through lately. The girls finished getting ready and headed out to the spa, laughing and having a great time. Even Krystal joined in and she had to admit it felt wonderful to be happy again, smiling as well. They walked into the spa and decided on facials first before full body massages. Turning their cell phones on silent so they wouldn't be disturbed, each woman undressed and slipped into a soft fleece white robe. They never saw the countless calls and text messages from Melanie and Ryanne warning them about the danger more than likely headed their way.
"Oh my god, this feel so heavenly…"
"I don't remember the last time I felt so relaxed."
"Ditto."
The women were in their glory, but that still didn't deter Anisa and Mia from Krystal's current issue. "So, have you decided on how to approach Mr. Bennett?" Anisa decided to bring the subject up again while their faces were painted in a light cucumber cream.
Krystal sighed while her face was rubbed and caressed, shrugging since shaking her head wasn't a current option. "No, I honestly forgot about it until now." She secretly hoped her friends had as well.
"I think you should show up at his hotel room after we're done here since you'll be plucked, waxed and freshly massaged. We can go shopping, get you a knockout outfit so you can rock his world." Mia grinned, laughing along with Anisa while Krystal rolled her eyes at both of them.
"Has anyone ever called you the terror twins?"
"More like the terror bitches, but you're close enough."
"I can't do that. Showing up to his hotel room in what exactly?" Krystal's curiosity had gotten the better of her and the question left her mouth before she could stop it.
Anisa held her hand up before Mia could speak and smiled softly. "We're not saying show up in slutty lingerie and tackle him to the floor, Krys." She assured the timid woman. "We can find you a suitable outfit -Preferably a dress because your legs are to die for- and get your hair and makeup done, if you want. We can make you look more stunning than you already are and maybe Stuart will take you out to dinner or something."
"I don't know…"
"What do you have to lose?" Mia demanded, sitting up a little and grunted when the person working on her face pushed her back down. "Sorry…"
"Besides my dignity and pride? Not to mention my sanity?" Krystal shot back, folding her arms in front of her chest and felt cucumber slices placed over her eyes.
"But he likes you. So it's a win-win situation." Mia pressed, refusing to give up until Krystal at least gave Stuart a chance. "Just make the first move and let him do the rest of the work."
They wouldn't leave her alone, so Krystal decided to give them a glimmer of hope. "I'll think about it, if you two stop pestering me for the remainder of this spa visit." Compromise always worked in her favor.
Anisa shared a glance with Mia, both of them nodding in agreement. "Agreed." They stated simultaneously before sinking back into their chairs, letting the relaxation overtake them completely.
After the facials with manicures and pedicures included, the women were lead to separate rooms for their full body massages. Anisa could hear thunder rumbling overhead, wishing she'd check the weather forecast prior to leaving the house. The masseuse, Donna, assured her everything would be fine and it was just a small thunderstorm headed their way. The windows covered with blinds rattled from the harsh wind the storm produced outside, causing the lights to flicker. They didn't go out though until halfway through the massage. Anisa was face down on the comfortable bedding with a towel covering her backside. Just as she was about to fall completely asleep, it was lights out followed by a grunt. Anisa frowned, slowly opening her eyes and couldn't see anything, trying to adjust her eyes to the enveloping darkness. Starting to push herself up from the bedding, Anisa was pushed back down by larger stronger hands and hot breath caked her ear.
"Good girl, don't scream or your friends won't see the light of day again." A dark southern voice murmured in her ear that only belonged to one person.
"Bray." Her eyes snapped open and Anisa's breathing quickened, especially when hot oil was poured on her back. It was more than necessary, some of it dripping on the floor. "W-What do you want?" And what the hell was he doing here?!
Rubbing the oil into her soft silky skin, Bray could feel his dick jump in his pants while touching Anisa again. "I just want to talk to you, honey. Explain my actions and relax you a bit." He sounded so sincere, but Anisa knew better.
She didn't say a word and obeyed Bray's commands because she knew Mia and Krystal were in jeopardy right now.
"I don't expect you to understand why I've done everything in my power to split you and Ambrose up. I just know how I feel about you. And I don't expect forgiveness either. But I can promise you one thing." Bray moved her hair over her shoulder to rub her neck and shoulders, trying to ease the tension out of her body before venturing down to her lower back.
"And what's that?" Anisa whispered, swallowing hard and fought back tears stinging her eyes.
"I won't let Mark hurt you again."
Krystal's whole body trembled from head to toe while being held down by her wrists, her captor crawling on top of her body. "Please…" She whimpered, feeling a hand cover her mouth.
When the lightning flashed through the window and lit up his face, Krystal began screaming at the sight of Ryan Reeves on top of her. He chuckled wickedly, bending down to flick her earlobe with his tongue and loved the feeling of her body quaking beneath his. She wanted him and the best part of this whole plan was her newly acquired single title. Colby was plant food, so there was no way Krystal would stay by his vegetative side.
"We both know what you want, Krystal." Ryan grunted, grinding against her through the towel covering her lower half. He was tempted to remove it, but didn't want the zipper on his jeans exploding open because of his erection. "You have no idea how badly I wanna fuck you on this table right now."
The memory of her rape from high school suddenly flooded back to Krystal, making her flip out. Her body squirmed against Ryan's, trying to do whatever she could to break free of him. This couldn't happen to her again! Tears leaked out of her eyes and the panic ensued to the point where Krystal found an inner strength she didn't know she had. Ryan toppled to the floor off of her, growling and Krystal jumped up, hightailing it out of the room slamming right into Mia.
"Mmm that feels good…"
She didn't notice the lights go out due to the cool towel over her eyes or the change in hands on her body in one swift motion. Mia's body was pure gelatin, her bones liquefied in mush. It wasn't until the hands wandered lower on her body Mia started questioning what was going on. She knew the massage stayed away from her backside, so when the hands groped her sexually, Mia immediately pushed up fast.
"FUCK MY NOSE!"
Not bothering to see who had molested her, Mia hightailed it out of the room and wrapped her body up in a towel. Just as she came out of her room, Krystal rushed out of hers, both of them colliding into each other. Krystal clung to Mia for dear life, sobbing and trembling from head to toe, keeping her eyes on the door in case Ryan decided to follow her out.
"What happened? Where's Anisa?!"
"You need to leave Ambrose before this war escalates past the point of no return, if it hasn't already." Bray warned, trying to give Anisa valuable advice instead of putting the fear into god in her the way Mark wanted. "You're in the middle of it and I can only do so much to keep the monster away from you. Everyone you love. Everyone you care about. They will all suffer in the crossfire if you stay with Ambrose. The Wyatt Family will demolish what's left of the Shield and prove we are the future of the WWE – superior. I welcome this war, Anisa, remember that and think about what I've said."
Frozen solid to the bedding, silent tears slid down Anisa's cheeks at Bray's harsh and truthful words, feeling her stomach churn violently. His hands left her body and the lights came on moments later, forcing Anisa's eyes to snap open in temporary blurred vision. Bolting upright, Anisa jumped off the bedding and barely missed the knocked out masseuse that had originally started her massage.
"Oh thank god!" Mia crowed with relief, all of the women embracing tightly in their towels. "W-We have to get out of here…"
"I know…" Anisa could tell Krystal was too shaken up to speak and felt her heart break for the poor woman, wondering what happened to each of her friends. Then again, maybe it was better not finding out. "Go get dressed. They're gone. We'll do it one at a time and then get the fuck out of here."
Nodding, Mia scampered into the dressing room to yank her clothes on while Anisa took care of Krystal. She was shaking so badly, her teeth chattered and Anisa did her best to calm the woman down. After Mia finished dressing, Anisa was next and then Krystal followed, refusing to dress alone. Anisa stayed with her after Mia's insistence and the women rushed out of the spa 5 minutes later toward their vehicle. None of them checked the messages on their phones, which had added ones from Jon, Joe and Stuart begging them to call as soon as they saw them.