Life in the Hills 2
-Chapter 25
'Back in your Arms'
R&R
The fourteenth was here.
On the calendar for the month of February this day was known as Valentine's Day. The day of love; One you share with your significant other. Mr. Cupid would go around the world, shooting his arrows into those lovebirds. Evan certainly didn't see cupid coming around his parents.
Evan's Parents, Trish and Chris sat in opposite sides of the room. Chris was reading the intense articles in the newspaper while his mother sat in a rocking chair checking out the celebrity gossip. He was stuck in the middle simply watching his cartoons.
Footsteps could be heard down the hallway from the living and Evan's attention shot straight there. Coming out of the hallway were Mr. and Mrs. Orton known simply as Randy and Stacy.
Randy simply gazed around the room getting the boring vibe, "Well, it seems to me the Stratus home isn't exactly full of life."
Trish dropped her magazine from her face and looked at the married man, "It was until you got here."
Stacy responded with a small chuckle, "Happy Valentine's day you guys."
"That's today?" Responded Chris with his eyebrow rising, "Time is certainly flying by fast."
"You said it," Randy crossed his arms, "You can just tell by the amount of grays on that head of hair of yours."
"What the…"
Trish simply smiled, "And I got you that shampoo that helps prevent gray hair for Christmas and now it's going to come in handy. It's going to be the best ten bucks I've ever spent."
"I have to check this out," Chris dropped his paper onto the chair, rushing to the nearby bathroom.
Trish got up from her seat, noticing the little bump coming out of Stacy's stomach, "Look at you Stace, you're getting a baby bump," Trish awed at the sight of her friend's blossoming belly, "Ah, before you know it's going to be like you're carrying a huge watermelon."
"Only great things to look forward too," Stacy took a seat on the couch beside Evan, "Right Trish?"
"If getting enormously odd cravings like Tacos and sushi which forces you're husband to get his ass off the couch to find you that combo, than yes, you're going to have great things to look forward too," Trish placed her hands on her hip, "And the bigger you get, the less things you have to do around the house."
"Really?" The five month pregnant Stacy answered, "So that means…"
"You're ever so caring Husband," Trish placed her hand on Randy's shoulder and put on a big smile, "Well, this man is going to have much more responsibility around the house. After I reached the six month mark with Chris, he was cleaning everything, doing all the grocery shopping and all the chores around the house."
Randy released a gulp that didn't go down very smoothly. He turned to Stacy, "So, I think I'm going to go away till June 27th."
"You're not going anywhere," Stacy tugged Randy down causing him to lean onto the couch's arm, "You signed up to do this when the party in your pants decided to spread over into mine."
All Trish could do was simply chuckle as Stacy and herself teased Randy, "You guys want anything to drink?"
"Anything's good," responded Randy, signaling Trish to go into the kitchen. He placed his attention on the ill Evan, "Evan my man, What's up?" Randy rubbed on Evan's scalp.
"Nothing Uncle Randy," Evan seemed a bit sad and tried his best to make it clear to them.
"Something the matter Evan?" Stacy maneuvered her hand behind his head, gently rubbing it, "You seem a little down in the dumps."
"Well, It's mommy and Daddy."
"What about them?" Questioned Randy as he walked over to sit next to Evan, Having him on one side and Stacy on the other.
"Well," The New four year old started as he took a sigh, "My Mommy and Daddy are like sad and I know it's valentine's day and they should be with each other just like all the other Mommy's and Daddy's in the world. I want them to be together."
Evan wasn't stupid or naïve. His parents' not being together wasn't exactly normal. He saw other families all together and most important; they were happy. Little Evan just wanted his parents together and maybe they could be together today.
"Evan, you're not alone," agreed the pregnant blonde, "I see how they aren't the same and I know you would like you're parents to be together."
"Both me and Stacy would like to see them together," Randy agreed, "So does your Aunt Torrie and Grandparents."
"It's Valentine's day and I want them to be together for it. They should be together and I want it to happen but I don't know what to do," a feeling of giving up came out Evan, "But I can't do anything. I'm only four," Evan shrugged his small shoulders in defeat.
"Maybe you can't but," a sly little smile came over Stacy's pink lips, "We can."
"We?" questioned Evan, "What do you mean we?"
"Evan, I think what Stacy us trying to say is that you can't do everything by yourself but with our help, you can get them together," Explained Mr. Orton, "Me, you and Stacy will do something to get your parents together."
"And how are we going to do that?"
"I'm sure we can think of something," Stacy put a sly smirk on her face, "We will think of something."
--
Sitting on the porch as she stared out onto the beach, Ashley was resting as a piece of paper laid in her hands. This 'paper' was something that would help keep Ashley and her daughter in a much more secure situation. Los Angeles Bureau of Human services had these documents written out and it had to be served to a man. Any man she wanted and she had found him.
It was Matt.
Ashley placed the papers away in her bag, the moment she heard footsteps coming up the stairs. The footsteps belonged to Matt Hardy, he revealed himself to her.
"Didn't think you were here," Matt hid something behind his back as he approached closer to Ashley, "I thought you were working or something."
"I had the day off and Jeff was home. The guy's busy doing something and I don't know what it is," Glancing through the balcony window, Ashley spotted the Hardy Brother, "He's apparently putting together some flowers and Abby seems to be a good help," Abby was helping out Jeff with some flowers.
"Well, it's Valentine's day and he's planning something with Mickie," Stretching over Ashley, Matt found Jeff working very hard, "He's trying his best to impress her."
"It's cute."
"He's lucky he's got someone."
Letting out a compassionate smile, Ashley's eyes looked up at Matt, "Well, I could be you're valentine. Me and you could spend it together."
A light smile came across Matt's face and it had brighten up this gloomy day for him, "Well, I can agree to that. I've already got a gift for you too."
"A gift?"
"Ta-da!" Matt uncovered a snow bright teddy bear holding a dark red heart, "Happy Valentine's day, My Valentine!"
Taking a hold of the white teddy bear, she held it, "It's so cute. I just love it Matt. Thank you!" Ashley jumped up out of her seat and into the man's arms.
While in their romantic embrace, Matt could smell her fruit aroma coming from it. He could just be in that same spot all day.
"I don't think I had a valentine in like over three years. Ever since I had Abby, I never had anyone be my Valentine," Ashley took a seat back down on porch bench with the teddy bear in her hand, "I'm going to definitely save this little guy."
"It's the least I could do."
"I think I have something that might be my valentine's day gift," Taking a big risk at this moment, Ashley pulled out the papers from the Los Angeles Bureau of Human services. She showed the papers to Matt, who took them in his hand.
"What's this?"
"Well," Gently biting her lip, she was probably about to ruin his life, "Listen, When I gave birth to Abby, I didn't have the father there and I still don't where he is so I have nobody."
"Ashley, where is this going?"
"Well, I signed on the mother part of the certificate and they still need the father to sign and I'd really like you to sign it," Taking a deep breath, Ashley just looked up through the window at Abby and was reminded she was doing this for her, "She sees you as such a wonderful human being and an amazing father figure."
"I'm not sure," Matt was a bit confused, "I really don't know."
"Matt, it would mean the world to me if you sign these papers. You're not only doing this for me but you're doing this for Abby. I trust you so much and you have been an amazing help and this means that if anything were to happen to mean, you would get Abby."
"Why would you be worried about dying?"
"It's because I'm not on good terms with my Family. Abby and I see you as family and I would want you to sign," Ashley convinced as she clutched onto Matt's hand, "I just need you to do this for me."
His attention went back in forth to Ashley's watery eyes and the documents that he was holding. He had a big decision to make and it was just eating him on the inside on what exactly he should do.
Sign it.
Or don't sign it.
If he signed it, he would become one of Abby's legal Guardians and make sure that if anything were to happen to Ashley, Matt would take care of her.
But he just had a bad feeling that something was wrong. His Gut was telling him that but his gut told him that Lita wasn't cheating on him and everything was fine. It was time to do what was right and not listen to his gut instinct.
"I'll sign," He given in and grabbed the pen signing the documents. As of right now, He was now Abby's father.
"Matt, Thank you," Ashley wrapped her arms around his burly neck. A sneaky smile came on.
Her plan had finally worked and it was time to take initiative.
--
Over at Batista's, there wasn't much of a Valentine's day Buzz. Only an exception for about two couples but other than that, it was extremely quiet and slow moving. Torrie was just relaxing in the Employee lounge as the other waitress was working her shift.
In to the lounge came the Caribbean cook, taking off his apron and tossing it on the ground, "I'm not going to make a dime today."
"Don't say that," Torrie turned her attention to Carlito who had token the seat beside Torrie, "It's Valentine's day so I bet more people will come. It's just slow moving."
"But no people equals no money," Carlito cried out, "I've got bills and loans to pay. I need the money."
"We all do," Torrie gave Carlito a smile, "And it's Valentine's day. Be happy; It's the day of love."
"Easy for you to say. After work tonight, I'm going straight home to pop in leftovers in the microwave and grab me a ice cold beer from the fridge and watch some Comedy show. That's going to be my Valentine's day."
"I feel so bad for you – I mean, to be all alone on Valentine's day. Don't you have a girl in mind or something? You should maybe spend it with her."
"Oh I really wish I could but she's got a boyfriend and she's probably going to go spend it with her. That's what I wish for," Lowering his head, he stared at the gray cold floor, "I doubt she'll ditch him for me."
In Torrie's mind, she genuinely felt bad for the lonesome Carlito. She felt that maybe she should stay with him since he obviously won't be alone. She had spent many Valentine's day with John and missing one wouldn't be the biggest deal.
"Maybe I'll stay with you."
"What?!" The man with the Afro was flabbergasted. The woman before him was going to give up her night of being with her boyfriend to be with him, "But you have you're boyfriend; Why would you want to spend this day, of all days, with me?"
"I mean, me and John had plenty of Valentine's days together. It won't be the end of the world if I miss this one year and plus, we'll just celebrate it tomorrow."
"Torrie, I don't want to cause anything between you and John. I really think you should stay with him."
"Carlito," Torrie clutched his hand very tightly, "It's really okay. I'm just going to text John saying I can't make it tonight and we'll do something another day. It's no big deal and get that through your mind."
"Okay," He gave in but deep down, he felt good. He was going to be with the girl he wanted to be with. Just like his wish.
Torrie whipped out her phone and quickly texted John the information, "Can't make it tonight Babe. Me and you can have our Valentine's day tomorrow night if you don't mind. Working late."
"Okay, I just sent it," Torrie smiled, "So maybe you could whip something up tonight for us two tonight?"
"I make a killer Chicken Alfredo. Interested?"
"Definitely; a dinner for two."
--
"Okay, everything is all set," The glowing Stacy had placed the final touches to Chris and Trish's surprise, with help from Evan and her husband.
Trish's living room had been completely transformed into a romantic date. A table for two was centered in the middle of the room along with dinner covered by a large pan and two wine glasses along with the wine resting in the ice bucket. Two long candles were on top of the table slowly burning up. The lights were placed at a dim setting with the light sound of some calm music playing.
"Wow, I did a great job," Randy cockily spoke.
Stacy narrowed her eyes at Him, crossing her arms, "You did a great job?"
"Well, not me but Mr. Credit Card that belongs to me did take a bit of a beating today," He pointed out, trying to find everything he did, "So Financial wise, I did a great job."
"But creativity wise, which by the way matters the most, I did a wonderful job," Stacy patted herself on the back, "How amazing am i?"
"Uncle Randy and Aunt Stacy, I don't mean to be bad but this was all my idea to have mommy and daddy together so I did a great job," Evan put on a bright smile, "Look, there coming home!" Evan noticed the car pulling into the driveway.
"Let's get a move on and hide," Randy and the two other quickly moved into the kitchen, where they could still see everything set up in the dining room.
Trish and Chris entered the house, side by side, "I don't get why we went to that stupid show."
"Chris, it's over now so let us be grateful," Trish was referring to the play they had went to, courtesy of Randy and Stacy who couldn't make it due to an important Doctor's appointment, "We'll just tell Randy and Stacy what they were thinking when they bought those tickets."
"I'll rub it into Randy's face and call him a sissy for even buying those tickets," Chris joked as the two walked forward and they immediately went into the dining room. Chris saw the neatly decorated room and heard the sound of the calm music playing, "What the hell is going on?"
"You can say that again," Trish's eyes filled up with tears as she stared at her dining room, which has a bit of a different feel to it, "It looks so beautiful," Trish stepped forward and the music sounds beautiful and I the candles smell wonderful. Look, there's wine."
"And a note on the table," Chris picked it up and showed it to Trish.
Trish opened the note and began to read it, "Hope you guys have a wonderful Valentine's day together. Enjoy yourselves. Love, Randy, Stacy and Evan," Trish smiled, "P.S. Chris, I can't believe you went to go see that play!"
"Randy," Chris spoke while he gritted on his teeth.
"Wow, I can't believe they put this whole thing together. Our own son and friends got together and pulled this out of their ass," Trish really loved it, "And I love the music."
"I'm a bit surprised too."
"And I love this song," Trish looked up at Chris, as the noise of the piano from the radio was playing, "Come on, let's dance to it!"
"Okay," Chris went up forward to Trish and rested his hands on her hips as she wrapped her hand around his neck, "I didn't see this coming."
"Well, it is Valentine's day," Trish mentioned, "And I guess they wanted us to do something," Trish and Chris slowly swayed to the music. Trish took her head and rested it on Chris's shoulder, "This seriously is so beautiful."
Chris just smiled as it felt wonderful to have Trish back in his arms as if they were never divorced, "I can't believe how the three of them got us out of the house and planned this whole thing."
"Well, I'm glad they got us out of there," She spoke with her eyes closed, "And this setting is just so beautiful. I wonder why they did this."
"Well, we might be able to ask them," Chris pointed out as he say three heads coming from the hallway, peaking out, "We can at least ask there floating heads."
Trish lifted her head and smiled at her friends and son, "Guys, I can't believe you did this."
"It was my idea Mommy," Said Evan with a big smile across his face.
"But creativity wise, It was my idea," Stacy smiled as she tried to take the credit, "I know you love the vanilla scented Candles."
"But most important of all," Randy smirked, "Financially, it was my idea."
"Randy, we've been through this. Creativity is much more important then you're credit card."
"Stacy, that obviously didn't seem to affect you when you maxed out my credit card," Fired back Randy, "Now let's leave these two alone."
The floating heads simply disappeared as Chris and Trish enjoyed the Romantic evening together.
Evan ran off but Stacy leaned back onto the door until she felt a sudden odd feeling in her stomach. She placed her hand onto her stomach and smiled, "I can't believe it. The Baby's kicking," Stacy looked at Randy with a smile, "Randy the baby's kicking!"
"What?!" Randy rushed over, placing his hand on Stacy stomach trying to feel the thumping coming from the stomach, "It's the baby! I can't believe it's kicking."
"I know," Stacy looked at her stomach, "It was the first time that this has ever happened. The baby never kicked before."
"I'm just so excited," Randy couldn't bare himself, "My Son or daughter is kicking. Maybe that means they're going to be athletic!"
Stacy suddenly felt thumps and both sides of her stomach, "Oh my god, I felt it on both sides of my stomach. This kid really likes to kick! He's just kicking away in there. Maybe he's trying to escape or something?"
"And kicking through your stomach is the way to go. Not now. He or she has to wait until June to come out so we are going to have to delay you."
"But, I just find it weird that how it kicked on both sides of the stomach. I don't think Baby's could kick on both sides," Stacy thought to herself but eventually shrugged it off and enjoyed how her baby was kicking.
--
"Well, there goes my Valentine's day," John tossed his phone onto the cold counter of the lobby as he looked up at Michelle, "It was going to be our first Valentine's Day together since we had gotten back together and she has to work late tonight. Just Great," John had groaned following the reading of Torrie's text explain why they couldn't be together that night. He was disappointed as it was the first Valentine's day they would spend together since they had reconciled.
"Aw, John," Michelle pouted at the man who was clearly upset, "I know how it feels. You just want to spend it with the person you love and they end up canceling on you last minute."
"I just wish she didn't have to work," He let out a sigh, "But we can just celebrate it tomorrow, right? It's not like we have to celebrate on the fourteenth exactly, right?"
"Yeah, just have your Valentine's day tomorrow. Plenty of couples do that," Michelle just told him, "You're lucky you even got someone to spend it with. I'm all alone this year."
"Really?"
"Well, Christian dumped me about five months ago so ever since then I've been single and been spending every day all alone but it's okay. I'm use to it and being alone on Valentine's day isn't a big deal."
"Why don't me and you spend it together?" Offered the strong and confident John, "We both finish our shift in an hour so why don't we just have some dinner here and just relax? Would you be interested?"
Michelle's eyes enlarged and she just gave John a sultry look. It would be her and John all alone and nothing to stop her to finally make her move on him. So what if she'd be known as a home wrecker? It's no big deal, "I am definitely interested in the off John. I could get the kitchen to cook us some things up and I'll grab a bottle of wine from the bar and we will have our own Valentine's day."
"That sounds great."
"So, I'll meet you in the back in an hour?" Questioned Michelle arching her eyebrow.
"It's a date."
--
"Jeffery Nero Hardy, Uncover my eyes this moment," Mickie's brown eyes were being blindfolded, so her eyes didn't see a thing of what was around her. She had just trusted Jeff and hoped he was taking her somewhere safe.
"Mickie, you're in good hands," Jeff was guiding Mickie by her hand and had a big surprise in store for his new girlfriend, "You're going to be blown away."
"Or maybe fall to my death," Mickie felt the breeze and knew she was on top of some sort of hill or cliff, "Try not to lead me over the edge and kill me. I'm only twenty seven and I'd like to live in the late seventies please."
"I'm not going to send you over a cliff, plunging to your untimely death," Spoke the Rainbow haired man, "I'm your boyfriend and I would never let that happen to you."
"Really?"
"Well, if you piss me off one day then you should watch out," Jeff said sweetly, "I'm kidding but don't you trust me?"
"Yes, I trust you."
"Then Trust me that I am going to take you somewhere and you're going to be absolutely blown away when you see it and then you're going to go on and tell me how much of a wonderful human being I am for doing this and that I am probably the best boyfriend you ever had," He went on and on about everything.
"Yes Jeff, That's exactly what is going to happen," The sarcasm rolled off of Mickie's tongue, "And then after I am just going to announce to the world and tell everyone that you are just utterly amazing and there's no one like you and everyone else sucks and you're the best!"
Jeff paused for a moment before smiling, "That's my girl. I can't wait until she profess that to the whole world to hear," Jeff then looked around his surroundings, "Of at least a part of Los Angeles."
"Can you give me a clue of where we are going?" Mickie demanded as she tried Guessing where she was, "I have a feeling we are in the wilderness somewhere but not too far from the City because I still hear it."
"You're on the right path," Jeff mentioned, "You know you're surroundings Micks."
"And I wished this path would move a little faster. My foot called and reported I have a huge blister."
"Well, I told you that walking was involved but you had to wear the new boots you bought today. It wasn't my fault you decided to do that," Jeff announced as they were just about there, "Well, listen we're here so you don't have to worry."
"Oh My God! I'm so excited!" Mickie clapped her palms together, "I'm ready for you to remove my blindfold."
"At the count of three, I'll take it off," Jeff held onto the blindfold and began counting, "One – Two – Three," He ripped off the blindfold.
Mickie opened her eyes and took a glimpse of where exactly she was standing. The girl from Virginia was on the Los Angeles Hills, overlooking the city of Angels at Night. Her eyes had never seen such an amazing view ever in her young life. This was something she had never expected from her boyfriend. For him to do something like this just truly shows how much he cared for him.
"Jeff, this is just amazing."
"Happy Valentine's day," Jeff came from behind and wrapped his arms around her slender waist, "I figured I would want to do something different for you and I just thought this was the perfect way."
"Jeff, I never think I had a better Valentine's day then this," Mickie stared out into the city, that was glowing ever so brightly, "No one had ever gone so far to do something like this for me," Mickie loved the feeling of being in Jeff's strong arms. She just felt so secure.
"Well, you're not just someone."
"Jeff," Flattered, Mickie turned around and looked into her Boyfriend's eyes, "I can't believe you went out to do all of this for me. I can't believe I'm going to say this but I love you."
"And I love you too," Jeff sealed her lips with a smooth and passionate kiss on her lips.
As Mickie pulled away, she turned back to the view, "I wish we could stay here all day."
"Well, I did come prepared so I brought some blankets and pillows there. I also got a bottle of wine and two glasses. One for me and One for you," Jeff took her hand a led her to the other spot where everything else is located, "And we have to be out of here by five in the morning."
"Oh really. Why?"
"Because this is so illegal and we could face a five thousand dollar fine and possibly spend a year in prison. So let's not make this known not only as you're best Valentine's day but for the Valentine's day you spend in the slammer," Jeff joked once more as they were off to spend their Valentine's day together.
--
Back at Batista's, It had just closed down and Torrie and Carlito were closing down as Dave left early to attend other functions one which he wouldn't tell Torrie. Meanwhile, Carlito and Torrie had finished their meal and now they were seat on couch in the lounge, sipping on the House wine they had opened.
"So, you went back to Puerto Rico?" Torrie was asking Carlito who was in the middle of a story he was telling.
"Yeah, I had to go for my mom and dad to get them here to America. It was tough to go through things like that but you do it because you care about someone enough to do it," Carlito was talking about a Story of how he got his parents to America a few years ago, "Now they leave over in Venice Beach and they're happy."
"Good for them."
Carltio smiled and looked at Torrie, "I can't believe I got my wish for Valentine's day."
"You're wish?"
"Yeah my wish."
"What wish?" Torrie thought back to early that when he heard Carlito talk about the woman he wanted to spend Valentine's day with and how that what he wished for that Valentine's day, "Oh my God, Carlito. I can't."
"What do you mean you can't?" Carlito slowly moved toward Torrie who was getting a bit frightened but still enticed. It was like she wanted this to happen a little, "I'm not doing anything to you and you're not doing anything to me."
"No, Carlito. I have a boyfriend and I can't do something like this to him and you're my friend," Torrie attractiveness toward Carlito was growing, though she still had John. It was like even move Carlito made closer to Her, she tend to forget about John. It was extremely odd.
"Torrie, You decided to stay with me on Valentine's day and lied to your boyfriend about it and here we are. Me and You; All alone," Carlito got as close as he could to Torrie and slowly started to feel her leg up.
"I can't. This is wrong."
"I know you want to do this, so just let it happen," Carlito encouraged the blonde, "You can't control how you feel for someone. I can't control how I feel about you and I'm not going to let it stop be from getting what I want."
"I just –"
Torrie was interrupted when Carltio planted a kiss on her lips. Smitten by his kiss, Torrie gave into temptation. It was wrong, very wrong but it didn't stop her. She pulled him deeper into the kiss and soon got on top of him.
Carlito slowly began to kiss on her neck, sending chills up and down her body. Torrie just kept thinking of John but it didn't make her want to stop. It was as if she never cared and just wanted this to happen.
All of what she and John had been through had went out the window. It was like 'John, Who?' after ever kiss on her neck. It was like he had never existed. It was like she had never loved the man.
The way she felt with Carlito was different after ever kiss they shared. Carlito slowly began to unbutton her blouse and take this love affair to the next level.
Torrie didn't do a damn thing to stop him. She let him take it to the next level and all thoughts of John had disappeared.
--
Back at the hotel, Michelle and John were finishing up another glass of wine together. In the back room where employees would hang, John started to pour another glass of wine for him and Michelle. The two raised the glasses and clinked them together as sipped on it.
"This has to be my best Valentine's day yet," Michelle announced, "Better than my stupid ex-boyfriend Valentine's days."
"Yeah, I'm having a lot of fun," John smiled causing Michelle to melt a little, "I knew this would be a good idea."
"I never had a doubt in my mind that this was going to be bad," Michelle approached John a little closer. She placed her wine glass bad and rested her hands on his legs, "You're legs are really sturdy."
"Thanks?" John didn't know the exact term to say.
Michelle took her drink and sipped on the wine. Feeling a bit wobbling, she leaned forward and spilled the red wine right onto John's shirt, "Oh my – John, I am just so sorry. I dirtied you're white shirt."
John started to dab at it with a wash cloth but it wasn't really going to come off, "It's okay. It's just red wine and I hate this shirt anyway. It's no worry."
"You should you know, take it off or something. Don't get yourself dirty," Michelle offered.
John just started to chuckle, "Okay, I guess there's no harm. You already did something like this before to me."
Michelle just laughed as John tossed his shirt off onto the table and left it there, "Wow," She muttered softly as she looked at him, "You know, I never got a Valentine's day kiss from anyone."
"I didn't either. Torrie was gone by the time I woke up so I didn't see her."
"Yeah, I'm wondering who could be my kiss," Michelle just started to approach John, very slowly and smiled at him.
"That guy up in the Spa?"
"No, Not him."
"Or maybe that guy who works on the front desk with you?"
"No, He's weird and smells really bad," Michelle walked really close to John. Their Bodies were almost touching, "I was thinking of the guy in front of me was the more suited choice for me."
"Michelle, I can't," John denied, not moving an inch, "You know I have Torrie."
"And she's not here with you on this special day for people in Love. If she really loved you, she would have told her boss if she could leave early and be with you but she's not and I'm the one you're spending it. Is it me or isn't that funny?"
"She was busy with work and I trust her that it was because of that. I know she's not doing anything and she's busy at work," John pushed Michelle away, "And you know I have a girlfriend and you still come onto me."
"You don't know what's she's doing," The evil Michelle came back to John, looking right into his eyes, "She's not really working. She's probably doing some totally different and you're stupid enough to believe it."
"Shut up."
"You know deep down inside that she is lying and probably doing it with some other – " Michelle was interrupted when John took her and placed a passionate kiss on her lips. John just took her and placed her onto the table.
She pushed away John for a moment, "What the? What about Torrie?"
"Uh, I don't know," John went back to kissing Michelle and wrapped his arms around her slender waist.
Michelle was enjoying every second of this. She wanted this all along and she finally got it. John Cena was kissing her instead of his own girlfriend. Her hands began to roam and went down to his pants, where she started to unbuckle his pants while John worked on unbuttoning her blouse.
Through the whole thing, John had forgotten about Torrie. Every kiss he had with Michelle he was slowly erasing Torrie away from his mind and just concentrating on Michelle as they took this to the next stage.
What was wrong with him? He was being unfaithful and he didn't care? What did this exactly mean?
Was he really in Love with Torrie all this time?
--
Laying on her big comfortable bed, Candice stared up at the ceiling in her sultry red lingerie and a black robe. It wasn't for her but for John who made her dress up in that. There was nothing she wanted to do with him but if she didn't do it, she'd be hit by him leaving an ugly scar or bruise. She just dealt with it until she really figured out what she was going to do. He was suppose to come but Candice had received a phone call a few minutes ago from him. Apparently, he is really busy with something and is staying in the office all night.
She picked herself up from the bed and walked into the bathroom. It was no matter to really wait for him to come home. She guess it was time to just head to bed. In front of the mirror, she splashed some water on her face and just looked into the mirror.
She didn't have to be there in that situation. Candice was a strong woman and could leave at any moment but even the strong can be scared. It takes a lot of courage to just leave someone like that and it's hard, no matter if you love the person or hate the person; It's complicated and not everyone understands. Only the few who have dealt with it really understand. It's like you must be in there shoes to truly understand and don't go start judging people for what they do because you don't know what exactly is going on and what's going through that person's mind.
Candice was in that exact situation and no one knew how she felt.
Candice opened up the mirror medicine cabinet and found some alcohol to help heal the bruise on her arm. She soaked it in a cloth and gently brushed it against her smooth skin. She could feel the wound feeling much better. This was one of those routines she'd do every night for the past few months.
As she closed the mirror medicine cabinet and looked up; She jumped at the sight when she saw her ex-boyfriend standing behind her, "Dave?!" The shocked Candice turned around to find Dave standing right before her.
"Candice."
"Dave, what the hell are you doing here? How the hell did you get in here?" Candice curiously asked, "I hope the cameras didn't see you or anything."
"I came through the balcony. I climbed up here so I don't think no one saw me," Dave spoke, "But I'm here to get you the hell out of here."
"Why? I'm perfectly fi–"
Candice was immediately interrupted when Dave cut her off, "You're not. I saw what he did to you Candice."
Candice simply tried to laugh it off as she walked up to Dave, "I have no idea what you're talking about Dave. He didn't do anything to me. Nobody did anything to be and I'm fine."
"I saw John hit you a few weeks ago," Dave revealed, "I was outside the door and I peeked through and I saw him smack you across the face and you went crashing to the floor like a ton of bricks. He put his hands on you and I won't take it. I'm going to get you out of here even if it kills me."
"Dave, No," Candice wept, "He'll send people to kill me and you. Dave, I can handle this."
"No you can't. This has been going on for way to long and if you could have handle this, you would have been out of it already and have nothing to worry about but you're still stuck in this hell hole. I am going to get you out of here no matter what," Dave wanted to Save Candice from anymore hell in this house.
"Dave, it's complicated. I can't leave. I know he loves me deep down."
"If he loved you, he wouldn't be hurting you. If he really loved you, He would be here with you on Valentine's day."
"I know but.."
"But someone else is here who really cares about you and loves you."
Candice just took a quick pause when she heard Dave say those words, "Wait, hold on. Dave you love me?"
Dave just looked into Candice's eyes and took a hold of her hands, "I don't think I ever stopped loving you since the day you had left. You've always been on my mind and in my heart and I want you. I want you back and it's all I want."
"Dave," Candice felt her heart thumping as she cupped his tan cheek, "I still love you too. Nothing will ever destroy the love I have for you."
Dave and Candice looked into one another's eyes before the moment there lips crashed. The heated kiss was long awaited between the two and all the emotion was all out. Dave picked Candice up and pushed her into the wall. He raised her up and he gently placed butterfly kisses around her neck.
Dave took Candice on a crash course onto her drawers, knocking everything off of it as the two kissed with their tongues wrestling one another. With the help of Candice, Dave removed his white t-shirt letting it fall to the floor, revealing his tan and muscular body. Candice managed to get her robe off and tossed in on the ground.
She pushed Dave back onto her bed and attacked his wet and sultry lips with hers. Dave's hands traveled up and down her body where they eventually rested on her hips. Having her back in his arms was long awaited and it was right. Having her back was the right thing to do and letting her go was the worst thing he could have done.
Candice just enjoyed every moment of this and was waiting to have this back. To be back in his strong arms where she finally felt safe for the first time in a very long time, Candice had wanted to be here for a very long time. She wanted him so bad and didn't care at all about John anymore.
A/N: So, What did you all think? Thanks to Ainat, DenaDiva, xTwistedxImperfectionx, xXxBooxXx, Jorrieprinces, babygurl-x, the oneandonly55, and Esha Napoleon for the wonderful reviews. It means so Much to me.
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So, there's about nine chapters left in this story! And it's only going to get better from this point on.
And i just realized that this was my first update of the new year! Happy 2010 everyone!! Hope you all have a wonderful new year!
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