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Friday came faster than I expected, I traveled to Tampa earlier in the week to perform on Raw but I hadn't heard from Sicily, in fact Sicily hadn't talked to me or sent me any text messages until this afternoon to let me know she was on the way to Orlando with Selena for me to spend the weekend with her. This is typical Sicily, I'm only good enough when she wants or needs something but any other time it's like I don't exist unless Selena is involved and even then sometimes I feel like Sicily does her best to keep me out of her life but I would never allow it. Selena is the best thing to come from our relationship, she's the best thing I have ever done in my entire life. I think about to the day Sicily told me the news.
4 years ago:
I sit waiting outside the bathroom while Sicily is in the bathroom taking a pregnancy test. I can't say that I'm not nervous. I have no idea how I am going to support a baby, I barely have a job just working in a bar as a bouncer and trying to become a professional wrestler. I wait for what seems like years before Sicily comes out with the pregnancy stick in hand. "Well," I say looking up at her and I already see it on her face, the tears in her blue eyes. "Sissy," I say, "what does the test say?"
"It says we're going to have a baby," she says through her tears, "we're going to have a baby."
"Oh shit," I say nervously my entire world is about to change. "I mean it's not like we were trying to prevent a pregnancy. We could have been more careful."
"I should have been on the pill or something," she says, "how are we going to raise a baby, you're trying to pursue some dream and I'm still in nursing school, how can we support a baby."
"Sissy," Sissy is my nickname for her, she has always enjoyed me calling her Sissy in place of Sicily, named after the place her grandmother came from, she received the name from her grandma before she passed away. "We can make this work, I promise, I will do whatever I need to do to provide for our baby, we'll make it work."
"I think I should just get an abortion, neither one of us is financially able to take care of a baby right now, it's a mistake that shouldn't have happened, I think we should just get an abortion or put it up for adoption but we are not ready for a baby."
"No," I protest, "no abortion, we made a choice to have sex, we weren't careful, we need to take responsibility for what we did and having an abortion is not what we are going to do."
"It's my body and my choice, Damian, I will do as I please," she argues back.
"It may be your body and your choice, I don't discredit that BUT that baby is MINE, and I am its father, I will be a father to it, no abortion, Sicily."
"And just how do you expect to raise a baby, in this apartment, with your crap job? How do you expect us to raise a baby? Babies are a lot of work and a lot of money, it's better to end it now than to continue on."
"Sicily, I'm not changing my mind, I want to be a father, if you don't want a baby then you don't have to be a mother, I will be the father and take care of the baby. I will do whatever I can to make sure our baby has everything it needs, it will never want for anything even if I have to work 3 jobs I will make sure I take care of mine. You don't have to worry about that."
"We should have been smarter about this," she says.
"Yes, we could have been smarter about this but we did what we did, now we need to face the consequences of our actions. We can be a family, we can get another apartment together, I can go back to school for my GED, get a better job, give up my dream of wrestling, we can make it work, Sicily."
"And if we can't? Then what, the baby suffers," she says crossing her arms.
"The baby will NEVER suffer, I will make sure of it," I promise her, "you can trust me."
"I don't know," she says.
I am snapped out of my thoughts by my doorbell ringing, I smile as I walk to answer the door. "Papi!" cries Selena as she jumps into my arms giving me a hug.
"Hey, Baby Girl," I say with a smile. "I missed you so much."
"I miss you too," she says before kissing my cheek. She is literally my twin, she looks exactly like me except she had those beautiful eyes of her mother's that I once fell in love with you. "What we do?" she asks me.
"We're going to have a lot of fun," I say with a smile. "Hey, Sicily."
"Hey," she says, "so I packed her vitamins for her. Her allergy medicine is also in the bag please make sure you give her that at least once a day. Her allergies have been acting up lately. Also please make sure you don't feed her a lot of junk food, like no McDonald's or stuff like that."
"Sicily, I know how to take care of my daughter, you don't need to tell me how to do it plus she's at my house, Papi's rules are in effect," I smile.
She rolls her eyes, "just be reasonable, remember you're the adult, she's the 3 year old."
"We'll be fine," I promise her, "unless you want to stay, there's enough room for you too," I wink.
"Yeah, I'm good, you two have fun this weekend, I'll see you on Monday, if you need ANYTHING please call me."
"Like I said we will be fine," I say. "Have a good weekend."
"You too, Bye, Selena, Mama will see you on Monday okay?"
"Okay," says Selena as I put her down. "I love you."
"I love you too," says Sicily before they share a hug. "Remember, you're the adult, Damian," she says before opening the door, I roll my eyes. I watch her walk out the door and shut it behind her.
"Well, Selena, you're at Papi's house, which means Papi's rules!"
"Papi's rules!" she screams with excitement.
"What do you want to do first?" I ask.
"I don't know," she says.
"I know, how about I show you the house, then we can go get some McDonald's how does that sound?"
"Good," she smiles. I take her hand and start to take her through the house to give her a tour.
I take Selena through the house, showing her everything from the living room to her bedroom, her playroom and finishing it up with showing her the pool. She was excited for it all and really loved her bedroom. "So what did you think, do you like it?" I ask with a smile.
"I love it!" she says with a smile identical to mine. "I want to go swimming," she says.
"How about after we go to McDonald's we can come back here and go swimming?"
"Okay," she says.
We spend the afternoon by going to get lunch from McDonald's, she's 3 years old it isn't going to hurt her despite Sicily's dismay. Once we have lunch we come back to the house and I get her ready to go in the pool before I get myself ready. I put some floaties on her and get in the water with her. We enjoy a nice afternoon playing in the pool and I work on teaching her how to swim. After time in the pool we go inside and I make us some Spanish rice and chicken for dinner before we spend some time playing with her toys. "So, Selena, Papi, has a big match coming up at something called Wrestlemania and I really need something to wear, what color do you think I should wear?"
"Hmm," she says making me smile as she thinks about it, "purple."
"Purple?" I ask as we color some pictures. "Are you sure?"
"Yes," she nods as she colors.
"I don't know how Papi would look in purple, why did you say purple?" I ask trying to understand her thought process, I read a book a while back about how we should always ask children open ended questions and question their thinking process because what we think may be different than what they think.
"Because purple is my favorite color," she smiles at me.
"So because purple is your favorite color I should wear purple?" I ask.
"Yes, Papi," she says with a smile.
"Okay, I don't think purple is really my color but for you, Selena I will wear purple."
"Okay," she smiles. "And purple hair!"
"Purple hair too? You want me to have purple hair too?"
"Yes, Papi," she says with a smile.
"I will see what I can do, anything for you Selena," I say with a smile. "What are you drawing there?" I ask looking at her picture.
She points to the scribbles of purple on her paper, "that you and that me," she smiles making me smile.
"I love it," I say, "you worked really hard on that picture, I love how hard you worked to draw you and me."
"Thank-you," she says as my phone dings. I pull my phone out and see it's Sicily. I let out a groan. How is it going? I send a quick text back letting her know that everything is going fine and that Selena is in one piece. I roll my eyes before putting my phone down. "Barbie doll?" she asks me.
"Do you want to play Barbie dolls?" I ask.
"Yes," she says. We clean up the crayons and paper and put them away before we get out the Barbie dolls and get her Barbie Dreamhouse ready. I help her arrange the furniture before she assigns me a Barbie doll and she picks out her favorite. We play with Barbie dolls and when I say play I mean she just tells me what to do and I follow her lead.
Once we are finished with the Barbie dolls we clean everything up and I get her ready for bed by giving her a bath and then tucking her into bed by reading her a bedtime story, of course it's her favorite fairytale of Rapunzel. "All right, Selena, we are going to have more fun tomorrow but now it's time for bed."
"I don't want to go to bed," she protests.
"I know you don't want to but it's bedtime," I say. "I love you."
"I love you too, Papi," she says with a soft smile.
"I love you to the moon and back," I say.
"I love you to the sun!" she says making me smile.
"I love you times infinity," I smile.
"I love you, Papi," she says. I kiss her forehead and make sure she's all tucked in. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight, Sel," I say. I turn the light off, I make sure her nightlight is on before I walk out of the room and shutting the door behind me.
I make my way downstairs to the living room to relax after my afternoon and evening with Selena, it's been a while since we enjoyed our time together. I pick up my cellphone and see that I have a lot of unread messages from Sicily. I don't even bother to read them and just put my phone down to get ready to listen to some music. My phone starts to ring and I see that it's Sicily. I let out a deep breath before answering the phone, "Yes, Sicily," I say.
"Hey," she says, "what are you doing?"
"I was getting ready to listen to some music, I just put Selena to bed we had an eventful afternoon and evening."
"Oh," she says, "so did she enjoy the house?"
"She loves the house, she loves her bedroom the most and the pool."
"I figured," she says as there is a silence on the other end, "so what are you doing now?"
"Getting ready to listen to music," I repeat.
"Oh," she says, "So do you think I could come over?"
"Um, aren't you in Tampa?" I ask.
"No, I stayed in Orlando, so can I come over?"
"Are you drinking again?" I ask, "because that's the only time you really want to come over is when you're drinking and I don't want to be that guy, Sissy, you know that."
"D, I haven't been drinking, I actually truly miss you," she says.
I let out a sigh, "Sicily, I can't do this."
"Damian, please, this will be the last time I promise."
"And if it's not?" I ask, "I am not just going to keep doing this."
"Damian, please just let me come over," she says.
"Fine," I say, "but you need to be gone by the time Selena wakes up in the morning, I have a rule."
"A rule?" she asks and I can hear her smile through the phone.
"Yes a rule, no overnight guests or woman in the house when Selena is here."
"I see but I am her mother," she says, "so would it be that bad if I was there when she woke up?"
"Yes because then she will get confused," I say, "Sicily, if you want to come over, come over, if not then don't but let me know what your plans are."
"I'm coming over," she says, "I will be there soon."
"Fine," I say letting out a sigh, "I will see you when you get here."
"Bye," she says.
"Bye," I say before hanging up the phone. I shake my head at the thought of her coming over, THIS is how we started a few years ago, just some random lays together, then we were in a relationship, then we got pregnant, then we were over as quickly as we began. I'm not sure I want to be in this position again but I went against all logic and said she could come over. I get things ready for her by getting a beer for each of us out of the fridge before fixing myself up to be more presentable. I put on a pair of jeans and a rock band t-shirt before throwing my hair up in ponytail just in time for the doorbell to ring. "Hey," I say as I answer the door.
"Hey," she says with a smile, "so can I come in?"
"Yes," I say allowing her to come in." I shut the door behind her and lead her to the living room. "Here's a beer for you," I say.
"Thank-you," she says as we sit down on the black leather couch in the living room. She looks beautiful dressed in distressed jeans and a teal baby doll t-shirt, her curly hair hanging down to the middle of her back. I can see the Filipino in her and the Italian in her. She has always been breathtakingly beautiful since the moment I met her in that club, I didn't expect to take her home that night but I did and I never regretted that moment.
"So why are you here, Sicily?" I ask.
"Because I miss you, D," she says. "I have spent the whole week trying to forget you, forget about our weekend and I can't. I wanted to see you again."
"Are you sure you haven't been drinking?" I ask. "Because it sounds like you've been drinking."
"No, I'm sober as I can get," she says, "I'm speaking truthfully to you. I miss you."
"I miss you too, Sicily, but you made it clear you and I don't work well together, we fight too much and I'm an asshole."
"Well, you are an asshole and we do fight too much," she admits, "but I just miss you."
"Okay, so what does that mean for us, you want to get back together?" I ask.
"No, I'm not saying that, I enjoy being single. I don't want a relationship right now."
"So what do you want?" I ask raising an eyebrow.
"I want a sexual relationship with you, you know a friend with benefits type of deal," she says.
"Hmm," I say, "friends with benefits, that hardly ends well," I say.
"I know it sounds crazy but I don't have the time nor the energy to engage in a relationship with anyone but I want sex, I want sex a lot and having a 3 year old kind of kills that sex drive or the chances of having sex because like you, Damian, I have rules too and I can't get any when she's in my bed."
"Okay," I say, "so you want to be friends with benefits, well no matter what happens there we are going to be breaking our own rules," I point out.
"Fuck," she says, "I know but I need to have sex."
"Okay," I say, "so what we just have sex that's it? Is this exclusive, does this mean you won't sleep with anyone else or does it mean you only sleep with me when it's convenient for you?"
"It means we are sexually exclusive, you don't sleep with anyone else and I don't sleep with anyone else, we only sleep with each other."
"Let me think about this," I say. "So it's not a relationship per say but it is a sexual relationship where you get off and I get off? Nothing more, nothing less?"
"Basically," she says, "so?"
"So I think that this is a crazy idea and after what happened last time and we ended up with Selena do you think this is a good idea?"
"I was much younger than, more naïve, I'm on birth control now, I have it implanted, can't get pregnant for 3 years besides Selena is an aggressive little soul, I don't think I want another baby."
"Yeah, but you're only 25 you have plenty of time to decide if you want to have another baby or not."
"And right now I don't, so what do you say, do you want to do this or no?"
I let out a sigh and say, "I guess I'm crazy but I don't have the time or energy it takes to have a relationship and I like to have sex and I do get lonely in this big house so I'm going to go with this but if you find another man or I find another woman it's over."
"Deal," she smiles.
"Deal," I say with a smile. I put my beer down and make my way over to her, I take her lips with mine, kissing her softly, her lips part for me as I dip my tongue inside, kissing her sweetly and softly. She breaks the kiss leaving us both breathless after minutes, she stands up, holding out her hand. I put my hand in hers and stand up. "Where are we going?"
"To the bedroom," she smiles, "I know the way." I smile after her and follow her up to my bedroom.
"Oh do you now?" I smile.
"I do," she says leading me up to my bedroom. We get inside my room and I shut the door behind me locking it so that Selena doesn't venture into my bedroom which she is known to do at times. Sicily is on me once the door is shut, her lips on mine, I kiss her back softly but full of passion with a need and a want. She tugs at my shirt and I help her lift it over my head as we break the kiss, she takes her hand over my abs. "Your body is so different now," she smiles.
"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" I ask.
"A good thing," she says before taking her shirt off. I pick her up off the ground, her legs wrap around my waist as I carry her over to my bed. I lay her down softly on the bed. Soft kisses trailing down her body starting from her neck down her sternum, over her breasts, I pull her bra away releasing her breasts. I take one in my hand, kneading it softly as I softly suck on the other, she lets out a moan before I take the other breast, the other nipple into my mouth. I make eye contact with her as I make my way down her stomach. I softly kiss around her belly button, down to her hip bone, before unbuttoning the jeans she's wearing. She pushes up to help me remove her jeans, I slide them down her legs and pull them off. I focus on her black laced thong next and slowly remove it from her body. I kiss her inner thigh softly. "Damian, please," she begs.
"Please what?" I ask her with a smile.
"Fuck me," she says nearly breathless, panting with anticipation.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" I ask.
"100%" she says. I nod before removing my jeans and removing my briefs. I stroke my erection softly before making eye contact with her, I see the need the want in her eyes as I stroke, "Damian," she says. I smile as I take my erection over her sex, teasing her, making her beg for me. "Please." I can't torture her anymore and slide into her sex softly. She's burning up inside. I take my time with her, taking soft slow plunges into her sex. "Fuck," she says biting her lip as I move. I groan out in pleasure as I fill her, feeling the heat of her body. I pick up my pace, going hard, thrusting deeper inside of her. Her nails in my back as I move. My lips on hers as I kiss her deep. She arches her back, moving with me, picking up on my pace. The sounds of our pleasure filling the room, she gets greedy, sucking me in as she comes apart beneath me, crying out in pleasure as she finds her climax. The heat of her passion, pulling me over the edge, I come apart, releasing my semen into her, taking her lips as I fill her.
Once my release is finish, I kiss her lips softly before removing myself from her, "I guess there's no going back now."
"No going back," she smiles and I smile back at her. "This will be fun."
"I look forward to it," I smile softly before kissing her lips softly.
*A/N: So what do you think? Are Sicily and Damian making a big mistake? Please review and thank-you for reading.
