*So here is my new story, I decided to go with Damian Priest as a main character for this story, wanted to break away from Dean, Seth and Roman. I hope you enjoy*
Damian's Point of View:
"Damn, Man, this house is pretty sweet," says my best friend Matt Riddle as we are sitting out in my new backyard by the firepit enjoying some beer by the fire enjoying a free night of not having to work.
"I know," I smile before taking a swig of beer. "Hard work does pay off, I never thought I would have all this."
"You deserve it," he says, "you worked hard to get where you are."
"Yeah, growing up in Puerto Rico I didn't expect to come this far, or have this life. I didn't expect to even be in WWE. I almost gave up that dream back when Selena was born," I say as my phone dings letting me I have a new text message. I glance at it to see that it is a text from my ex-girlfriend, my baby girl's mom; Sicily. How are you doing? I ignore the message and put my phone down knowing that Sicily doesn't just text me randomly like this, it's usually only about Selena and she doesn't ask how I am doing besides at 10:30 at night we have nothing to discuss.
"Has Selena seen the house yet?" he asks.
"No, not yet, I have to talk to Sicily about all that and make arrangements but I can't wait for her to see it, she's going to love it; the pool, her bedroom all of it she's going to love it," I say.
"Good luck with Sicily," he says with a smile. "How is she doing?"
"I guess she's doing good," I shrug, "I don't usually talk to her unless it has to do with Selena although she did just send me a text asking how I'm doing."
"Interesting," he says with a smile, "you miss her?"
"I miss my daughter is what I miss but I guess sometimes I miss Sicily too but breaking up was for the best," I say thinking about to the day Sicily and I called it quits. It wasn't what I truly wanted but there was no other way we were going to be able to make a relationship work. She wanted more from me, more than I was able to give at the time. I was just starting out in my career, barely anything to my name, living in some shithole apartment trying to find a job anywhere I could. I thought she was going to support me but it turns out having a baby changes people's priorities. The more I couldn't give her was the life that her sister Jordyn lived, the life her sister Chelsea was living, that's the more she wanted but I wasn't in WWE, I wasn't even in developmental I couldn't give her that life and we got a surprise gift; Selena. I guess it's not too much of a surprise when your main form of birth control is using the pull out method and then other times just taking the risk, neither of us should have been surprised by the pregnancy. I was ready to stand up and be there no matter what. I was ready to be a dad, ready to marry Sicily because I did love her but when I asked she told me no, this wasn't the life she wanted to live and that was the end of it. Of course I remain in Selena's life, Sicily and I do our best to co-parent but we are not together and highly doubtful we will ever be again.
"It sucks how it all went down between you two," he says taking a swig of his beer.
"Yeah it is what it is," I say with a shrug. "She made her choice."
He nods, "so how is Selena doing?"
"Growing like a weed," I smile proudly. "She starts preschool this year," I say with a smile, "I can't believe she's going to preschool it seems so unreal." I pull out my phone to show him a picture just as another text comes in from Sicily. Are you okay? Did you get moved in? I scroll through some of the pics she has sent me of Selena and show one to Matt before I send Sicily a text back. "Here she is," I say with a smile showing him a picture of her enjoying some time on the beach at her Grandfather's beach house in Clearwater wearing a rainbow one piece suit with a little skirt attached and her curly black hair pulled up into a messy bun, showing off the smile she inherited from me. "Sicily sent that to me last week."
"Well, she's definitely your twin," he says with a smile.
"Very much so," I smile, "She's her Papi's girl for sure except those blue eyes and long eyelashes come from her mother other than that she's all mine. There was never any doubt she was mine." I take my phone back and send a text to Sicily. I'm okay and yeah I got moved in.
Good. The text back is almost instant. I miss you. It hits me like a ton of bricks seeing her say she misses me. I smile at her words.
I miss you too. "Damian," says Matt after I send the text, "what are you doing?"
"Sorry, Sicily was texting me, she asked if I got moved in and asked if I was okay and then she told me she misses me."
"Sounds like she's been drinking," he smiles, "I miss my ex too when I am drinking."
"Hey, they say the truth comes out when you're drinking so.." I wish I could kiss you one more time. My heart nearly stops at the text. Can I come over? "She just said she wishes she could kiss me one more time and wants to come over."
"Um, do you think that's a good idea? I mean it's one thing to text but for her to come over."
"I mean if she wants to come over," I shrug. I thought you were in Tampa, you know I am in Orlando right?
Yeah, Damian, I know, I'm in Orlando for the weekend. Lily is getting married and we are here for her bachelorette party, so can I come over?
I mean, I have Matt here and we have a fire going in the backyard with some beers, if you want to come over, come over.
She sends me a winking emoji and I wait for the next text. "She's coming over."
"Well, then I guess that's my cue to leave," he says.
"You don't have to leave," I say.
"No, you and Sicily are like explosive elements, yeah tonight you're good but tomorrow you're not going to be so good and I don't want to be here for it so I am probably going to get going, you do your thing."
"Matt," I say as my phone dings. I closed the tab, what's your address, I'm coming over. I quickly text her back my address. "You don't have to leave, hang out with us."
"No man, I'm good," he says, "have fun with Sicily."
"Okay," I say. Matt leaves just as Sicily sends me another text of her in the back of a cab wearing a short black dress that I have never seen before. She looks beautiful, her curly dark hair braided off to the side, her blue eyes sparking in the picture nearly shaded with the longest eyelashes I have ever seen. Beautiful. In reply she sends me a screenshot of her GPS she's almost to my house. I go inside to get myself cleaned up before she arrives after putting the fire out.
I just finish up in the bathroom and walk out into the hallway as the doorbell rings. I smile as I walk over to the door. I open the door and see Sicily standing there, looking beautiful, looking hot. "Why did we ever break up?" she asks and in an instant she's in my arms, my lips on hers kissing her deep and long before she kicks the door shut behind her. I pull her into the hallway, never breaking the kiss between us, it's filled with passion, a burning passion that I have missed with Sicily, we always had this burning passion for each other, always physically attracted to one another and in this moment it doesn't feel like we haven't been together for 3 years. It's almost like we never broke up. "Seriously, Damian," she says as we break the kiss, "Why did we break up?"
"Let's not talk about that right now," I smile, "follow me," I say with a smile. I take her hand into mine and lead her up the staircase to my master bedroom. I lead her inside, shutting the door behind us. "I miss you, Sicily," I say honestly and truly betraying myself. I have lied to myself for so long and I can't do it anymore, the last 3 years I have missed her, wanted to try to make things work out between us not just for Selena but for us, because I do love her and I still love her. Her lips are on mine again but I know this is nothing more than a drunken night between us. I wrap her up in my arms, kissing her back, taking out her braid and running my fingers through her thick curly hair. I don't care what happens tonight, it's not our fault, we can just blame it on the alcohol tomorrow morning, we're just going to enjoy this night for what it is; a drunken night of sex. I slide my hands down her body, removing her dress slowly as I feel her soft hands on my chest under my shirt, her fingers flexing over my flesh. I break the kiss long enough for her to take my shirt off, she tosses it to the floor before my lips are on hers again as she takes her fingertips down my flesh, to the waistband of my shorts, she pulls them down quickly and I step out of them as she steps out of her dress. I lead her over to my bed, laying her down gently, softly not removing my lips from hers, kissing her deep as we snuggle in my bed. My hands trailing over her soft skin, caressing her softly. "I missed you," I whisper against her lips.
"You're so sexy," she says against my lips with a smile. "I'm so drunk."
"It doesn't matter, tonight let's just have fun, let's forget about it tonight, tomorrow we can blame the alcohol," I say with a smile before I take her mouth again.
The night goes exactly how I expected it to go, we made out for a little while, I got familiar with her body again as if I could ever forget it and she got reacquainted with my body again, we spent nearly half the night having sex in my bed until we tired ourselves out and falling asleep in the early morning. I don't regret the night and I don't regret anything that happened with us. I don't know about Sicily but I have no regrets. The night was everything I remembered, sex was always raw and passionate for us, it was no different this time. I hold her in my arms as we drift off to sleep after our night.
The sun shines through the window the next morning, Sicily is in my arms as she moans, waking me up. I kiss her shoulder softly as I hold her. "Damian," she says, "what happened last night?"
"You don't remember?" I ask with my eyes still closed holding her.
"I remember being at the bar, but after that," she says, "and now I am here."
"Well, you may have told me that you missed me and then you asked to come over. I said okay and then you were here, we had some fun like we used to," I smile.
"I was so fucking drunk," she says throwing her hand over her head, "that was not supposed to happen."
"Yeah probably not," I say with a smile, "but what can you do, it happened."
"I guess," she says, "so how is the WWE life?"
"It's interesting," I say, "I'm just getting started but it's been fun. I am going to be at Mania this year."
"That's good," she says, "you should be proud of yourself, you've come a long way."
"I am proud of myself," I say as she turns to face me, her blue eyes so blue they remind me of summer skies. "I never thought I would get here but here I am."
"You're big time now," she smiles. "Congratulations."
"Thank-you," I say, "so you're here in Orlando, where is Selena?"
"She's with Jordyn having a sleepover with Jonah, Meilani and Josiah, she loves her cousins, since I was coming here for a bachelorette party Jordyn offered to keep her for me."
"You know I would have kept her, I don't see her that much," I say, "It would be nice to see her more."
"I didn't know if you were moved in or not, that's why I didn't ask. And no one is keeping her from you, Damian," she says, "I have never denied you a chance to see her. In fact she wants to see you, she keeps asking to see her Papi."
"Well, I'm moved in and with everything happening now being grounded here in Orlando, and going to Tampa each Monday, I'm not out on the road like I could be."
"You're always welcome to see her, Damian, you know that, I would never stop that relationship between you two, when you're in Tampa you can stop in to see her, if you want her for the weekend I can bring her here or we can meet halfway whatever works for you."
"If you're okay with it I would like to get her next weekend, I want her to see the house and I want to take her to some places I never got to go to when I was a kid maybe Disneyworld or something and then Monday when I come to Tampa I can bring her back to you."
"Sounds like a plan to me," she smiles, "so I should probably go. Lily is probably worried about me."
"Probably but I can make you breakfast if you're hungry," I suggest not wanting her to leave.
"No," she says, getting out of bed. "I feel like I got hit by a truck, my stomach is not really in the mood for breakfast."
I get out of bed and walk over to my dresser as she gets her clothes on from the night before. "You always drink too much and have the worst hangovers," I say with a smile.
"That is not always true," she smiles back at me as she fixes her hair.
"Most of the time it is," I smile, "so do you at least want some coffee?"
"No, I'm all right," she says, "I should get back to the hotel, like I said Lily is probably worried about me."
"I understand," I say pulling my hair up into a messy bun. "So would you at least like a tour of the house first?" I ask with a hopeful smile.
"A tour of the house should have happened last night," she smiles.
"I mean I would have been a gentleman and given you a tour before I brought you to my bed but you didn't give me the chance, you told me you missed me and were barely in the door before you were on me."
"Yeah, I'm sorry about that," she smiles. "So I guess I could get a tour, I want to see where our daughter will be staying next weekend."
"Okay," I smile. "I think Sel is going to love it though," I say. "Obviously this is the master bedroom and there's the master bathroom. I still have some work to do in here but it's coming together."
"I'm surprised the room isn't black," she smiles knowing how much I like black.
"I thought about it but a slate grey was more my idea for here," I say talking about the slate grey walls that match perfectly with my black and white bed set. I take her out to the hallway and show her the two guest rooms and the bathroom that connects to Selena's bedroom. "This will be Selena's bathroom." It's decorated in a rainbow theme with a rainbow shower curtain with all of her bath toys in a basket in the tub, her hair products for her hair, a rainbow toothbrush holder with her toothbrush in it, her toothpaste, ponytail holders and hair supplies in the drawers of the sink, her rainbow soap holder on the side of the sink, her towels and wash cloths hung neatly on the racks.
"She's going to love it," she smiles, "and you knew exactly what hair products I use on her hair."
"I had to learn to be a girl dad and learn how to do curly hair."
"You're good at being a girl dad," she smiles before we walk into Selena's Rainbow themed bedroom. Her bed is covered with a rainbow comforter with sunshine sheets, she has rainbow throw pillows and a sun throw pillow on her bed. Next to her bed she has a rainbow lamp, her favorite book sitting on the night stand. Her toys are all put away neatly, dolls and stuffed animals sitting on the shelves, her bookshelf filled with books about female empowerment, introducing diversity to her, fairytale books and other story books on the shelf. There is a picture of her and me together on the top of her bookshelf and the walls are a pink and purple ombre design with many wall art frames on the wall talking about being brave, being kind, playing with mermaids and etc. "Wow," says Sicily, "Sel is going to love this room. You did a great job again surprised I don't see any Yankees stuff or black."
"She's my baby girl, she likes rainbows and mermaids, I had to do what she likes."
"She'll love it," she smiles before we make our way downstairs, I show her the playroom for Selena that is filled with numerous toys, a chalkboard wall, art center before I take her to my office, I show her the downstairs bathroom before showing her the living room that has multiple pictures of Selena hanging on the walls, a black leather couch, some rock band posters on the walls, a flat screen TV mounted onto the wall. We take a look at the kitchen and dining room before I take her out to the backyard, I show her the pool and then show her where I plan to put a swingset up for Selena and a trampoline for her. "You really spoil her so much," she says as we walk back into the house.
I shrug, "I grew up with nearly nothing, my baby girl is going to have it all."
"All she needs is love, Damian."
"But when we were together love wasn't enough for you," I say honestly, "you wanted more, more than I could give you, that's why we broke up. I wanted to make you my wife, be a family but you didn't want that."
"Damian, not this morning, please," she says.
"You asked why we broke up, I didn't make that choice, you made that choice because our love wasn't enough for you."
"It's not that our love wasn't enough, Damian, sometimes love isn't enough to get the bills paid, to buy diapers, to buy formula to raise a baby."
"But being a single mom was what got the bills paid and bought the diapers?" I ask crossing my arms as we are in the foyer of my home. "If I remember correctly no matter what I made sure that Selena had everything she needed, I bought you diapers for her, I bought her clothes, I bought formula and baby food. I busted my ass working at the club and working on my dream, it was enough to provide for Selena," I say, "so I'm not sure why you're saying that it wasn't enough. You went to live with your Nana," I say.
"I didn't have anywhere else to go and now Selena and I have our own place, I'm working as a nurse and I make sure she has everything she needs. It took some time but I got there."
"We could have gotten there together, Sicily, you know that," I say.
"Damian, I'm not having this conversation with you. You wanted to raise a baby in that shit hole apartment, we didn't know what was going to happen, I couldn't do it. Then you asked me to marry you, I couldn't marry you, Damian and I'm sorry."
"If you loved me and love is enough why couldn't you marry me?"
"Because of THIS," she says, "because of THIS!"
"Because of what? Because I wasn't Cody and couldn't give you the life he was giving to Chelsea and we see where that got him, your sister left him. Or was it because I wasn't Seth and couldn't give you what he was giving to Jordyn?"
"NO, it's because of THIS, we are explosive, we fight too much, that's why I couldn't marry you. You were an asshole, Damian, you stopped caring, you gave up and we were going to break up anyway until we got pregnant, that pregnancy wasn't supposed to happen and you know it."
"Sicily, what the hell did you think was going to happen? Did you think that the pullout method would work forever or did you think we would just get lucky and not get pregnant when we didn't use any protection at all, yes Selena was a surprise but she was a gift and I do not regret having her and being her dad."
"I don't regret her either but you and me are not good together, Damian, you know this."
"That's what you think," I say.
"It's what I know," she says, "I have to go, I will bring Selena to you this weekend," she says. "Last night shouldn't have happened and it won't happen again."
"I don't regret it," I say.
"You never regret anything," she says snidely. "I have to go."
"Before you go," I say, "did you mean it?"
"Mean what?" she asks.
"That you missed me," I say.
"Goodbye, Damian, I will see you Friday," she says before walking out the door leaving me looking at the door she slammed behind her, that didn't go as planned.
*A/N: So what do you think, is this a keeper? Should I keep it going? Please review and thank-you for reading.