Me, You and My Medication
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Chapter Thirty-Six: Is This Fact or Fiction?
I couldn't ignore her for too much longer, she is coming home tonight and I didn't want her to think I'd leave her stranded at the airport… even if part of me wanted to. A side of me was fighting with myself saying that I just popped in on the wrong side of the conversation but another part of me didn't want to listen.
The good side of me won though, when it came to picking her up; it was weird though, I didn't know what to feel when it came to seeing her again but I did wait. I stood in near the magazine racks, just to kill time, her flight had already come in but she still needed to collect her luggage.
"Teddy!" grabs my attention as I place the magazine back on the rack, I wasn't even able to blink when she caught up to me, dropping the handle of her luggage, allowing it to drop on the floor and embracing me in a hug. "I've missed you so much!" She says her face leans into my chest as she tightens her grip around me. I move one arm around her, not moving my other arm but I'm pretty sure Clarissa notices my change in attitude suddenly; she pushes back from me slightly, her dark brown eyes meeting my blue ones. "Are you alright, Di?"
"Yeah, I'm fine." I brush it off, I didn't want to get into this right here, right now; hell I don't even know when I want to talk to her about it, all I know is I don't want to do it at this moment.
Although, my girlfriend – if I can even call her that – doesn't take an excuse like that. "Did you and Cody get into an argument or something?" she questions. "You don't look too happy," Clarissa observes.
I look down on her; a blank look plasters my face. "Really, I'm fine." I left it at that. After she picks up her things and we begin walking out to the parking lot, Clarissa begins to tell me about her three days outside of WWE lines.
"Mom and dad are doing a lot better, Lilly, Kirsty and I came over this morning to have breakfast, we wanted Aidan to be there but he had work and his wife, Alexandria, was out with my nephews," she says, a smile appears on her lips as she reminisces her mini vacation time. "He was able to stop by for lunch, which was cool; we went out to the park and had a barbeque, taking turns monitoring all the kids at the play grounds,"
"Sounds like you had fun," I reply, not really caring too much. As we approached my rental car, she kept going on about things, I didn't know whether to tell her I didn't want to hear it or just pretend like I was paying attention, so I just kind of acted like I cared.
"I got together with an old college friend of mine, I haven't seen him in about six months but it's always great to," she says, looking oddly uncomfortable about mentioning it. I opened the trunk for her and allowed her to place her stuff inside.
"A college friend?" I ask, maybe I can find some type of clue to this little act she has going on. As I closed the trunk, she walks around to her side of my car; I dart for the driver's side.
"Well, sort of," she replies. "I met him while I was in college but he didn't go to my college. I actually met him at the MoMA," Clarissa explains. "His name is Kyle, he's a musician, but he's also a really good friend of mine, we're pretty close,"
Ain't that the truth?
"What'd you and Kyle do on your mini reunion?" I ponder as I turned the keys in the ignition and found my way out of the exit.
"Um," she was hesitant for a moment. "We just kind of hung out," she shrugs her shoulders. "Not anything different than we normally do,"
Which would be what, exactly?
Riss stops talking after that, I glance at her quickly from the corner of my eye in which she shifts uncomfortably in her seat. The drive was quiet up until we made it back to the hotel; I helped her get her bags, again, and then began walking toward the double doors into the main lobby.
Things are about to get twenty times awkward.
x – X – x
I sat on the bed and watched some television as Clarissa situated herself in for the night. Tomorrow starts an entirely new storyline and to be quite honest, I'm no longer looking that forward to it anymore. I know sooner or later Clarissa was going to catch onto my frustrations but that's not really what's bothering me at the moment.
"Hey Teddy-bear?" Clarissa catches my attention as she sits on the bed next to me. "You look tired, why don't we get some sleep, we have a big day ahead of us, you know?" she says as her fingers trail up and down my arm.
"I'm actually going to head to the shower really quick, but don't let that stop you from sleeping," I say as I got up and walk over to my stuff for some sweat pants.
"Oh," she mumbles. "Alright," Clarissa looks slightly uncomfortable as her eyes wonder up to me, I didn't look toward her as I was too busy looking through my bag for my toiletries. "Well, if I'm already asleep when you get out, then, good night."
"Goodnight." I say before walking into the bathroom.
Again I fought mentally with myself as I showered. I knew that I was making her uncomfortable, I could tell just by the tone in her voice, I hated myself for it but at the same time I feel she deserves it for lying to me and it will only be so long before she tells me the truth.
After letting the water hit me for ten minutes, I decided to just get out; after all, it wasn't helping much. I dried myself off pretty quickly and then dressed into my sweats and as I walk out of the bathroom my eyes wonder over to our bed; Clarissa laid there, motionless and when I walked over to the other side of the bed to see if she was still up, I realize she wasn't.
Before I go to turn away I notice something on the floor, Clarissa must have been holding onto it when she fell asleep. When I bent over to pick it up, I recognize it as the Teddy bear I bought for her when we had our first major fight, it was right before Wrestlemania; it feels like that was so long ago even when it's only been about four months.
"I think I'm going to name him Teddy DiBiase, I'll call him T-DiBiase for short."
I almost made her cry that day, she was so relieved to know we had made up from that argument and after I gave her the bear, she was literally jumping for joy in liberation.
I place the bear next to her and then walk back over to my side of the bed and sit down, some television should be able to calm me down.
x – X – x
I couldn't sleep; I felt guilty and not only did I feel guilty but I also was starting to feel a little upset with myself. Should I talk to her about this, should I not talk to her about this? I can't think straight, everything is just getting too crazy.
I lean against the railing of the balcony to my room, staring down at the buildings below me still trying to figure out what I should really be doing. I should talk to her about this, I'm sure she wouldn't freak out or anything… then again, what if she is cheating on me? It's taken me over a year to get this far and… I may sound a little over the top or maybe even crazy but I really do think…no, I really do feel that I love her and for her to lie to me like that would literally destroy me; like it is already starting to do.
I felt her pale arms on my skin and when I looked down I realize her arms were wrapped lightly around my uncovered waist, her head laid lightly against my back. "It's really late, Di, why aren't you in bed?" she mumbles in a tired tone.
"I'm just thinking," I reply, my eyes still staring down on the soft lights that illuminate the view below me. "Go back to bed, Clarissa."
"Come to bed with me," she requests. "You need to get some sleep, Teddy, there's an entire day we need to step up for tomorrow," She has a point, it is late.
Instead of pushing her away, I went with her back to our bed, she crawled under the covers and cuddled comfortably against me; her lying her head gently on my chest with her free arm lying softly over my abdomen. It wasn't long before she had fallen back asleep and for the longest time I just laid there and watched her.
It is becoming unbearably difficult to think and with her lying on me all innocent and angelic, it is making it twice as hard to convince myself that she's cheating on me.
I really don't know what to believe at the moment.
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