1.1.1 Chapter Four
Lita's POV.
Lita relaxed when they we're a safe distance away from the bar. "Lita, can I ask you a question?" Matt asked and Lita hesitated. "Yeah, I guess." She answered. "Are you and Essa… together?" he asked keeping his eye's on the road. Before she knew it the word 'No' had left her mouth. "I mean, we're still partners, but we broke up." She explained and he smiled. "Good" he said softly, finally making eye contact. She smiled back and he reached out to hold her hand before looking back at the road. They sat like that, in silence, until they reached the hotel. They finally broke hand contact when they got out of the car. They walked next to each other into the hotel, Matt holding the door open for her to enter first and she smiled her thanks.
"What floor are you on?" Matt asked as they entered the elevator. "Ten." she answered. "What floor are you on?" She asked leaning against the back of the elevator. "Eight." he answered, hesitantly standing next to her. She smiled up at him and he relaxed, smiling back. They stepped out onto the tenth floor and Matt reached out and took Lita's hand again as they walked to her hotel room. When they stopped outside her door Matt turned so he was facing her and he took both her hands in his.
"I had a really great time tonight Lita." he told her, still smiling. 'He's so adorable when he's shy.' she thought to herself and smiled up at him before replying. "So did I, we should do it again sometime." she said and saw that it sparked a look of hope in his eyes. "Maybe we could do something this weekend?" he asked hopefully. "Sounds great." She replied, not totally thinking clearly. "Great" he said and, realizing he was still holding onto her hands, he gave them a squeeze then dropped them. "Well then, I guess I'll see you at the arena tomorrow." he said and she nodded. "Yeah, I'll see you." she replied and with one last shy smile, Matt walked down the hall and Lita entered her lonely hotel room.
After she had taken a shower to wash off all her makeup and the spray out of her hair she looked at herself in the mirror. Without the makeup on, her bruises where more visible. Then suddenly the happiness that she felt melted away and the sadness and anger returned. She had lied to Matt and she felt terrible for it. She sighed and walked into the bedroom. Essa's clothes were all over the floor whereas hers were in a neat pile by the bathroom. She picked up his and started another pile next to hers making a mental note to do laundry the next day.
Lita crawled into bed but sleep didn't come. She thought about how easy her life would be without Essa, she would have no problem going out with Matt. She knew it would take a lot of courage to leave Essa and she didn't think she was strong enough. 'Then again' she thought 'I'm not alone'. She also knew Chyna would be there for her. It would be so easy to just take her stuff and leave, but she didn't want to take the easy way out, knowing there was a good chance Essa would come after her, he was so possessive that way. If she could just get it through his head hat she didn't love him anymore, if she did at all, then maybe she could make it.
She was pulled out of her thoughts as Essa walked through the door. She closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, not wanting Essa to think she waited up for him. He fell down next to her on the bed and immediately fell into another drunken sleep. She sighed and turned over so her back was to him. She tried not to think about her situation anymore that night, instead replaying the nights events in her head until she finally was calmed down enough to sleep.
Lita's POV.
Lita relaxed when they we're a safe distance away from the bar. "Lita, can I ask you a question?" Matt asked and Lita hesitated. "Yeah, I guess." She answered. "Are you and Essa… together?" he asked keeping his eye's on the road. Before she knew it the word 'No' had left her mouth. "I mean, we're still partners, but we broke up." She explained and he smiled. "Good" he said softly, finally making eye contact. She smiled back and he reached out to hold her hand before looking back at the road. They sat like that, in silence, until they reached the hotel. They finally broke hand contact when they got out of the car. They walked next to each other into the hotel, Matt holding the door open for her to enter first and she smiled her thanks.
"What floor are you on?" Matt asked as they entered the elevator. "Ten." she answered. "What floor are you on?" She asked leaning against the back of the elevator. "Eight." he answered, hesitantly standing next to her. She smiled up at him and he relaxed, smiling back. They stepped out onto the tenth floor and Matt reached out and took Lita's hand again as they walked to her hotel room. When they stopped outside her door Matt turned so he was facing her and he took both her hands in his.
"I had a really great time tonight Lita." he told her, still smiling. 'He's so adorable when he's shy.' she thought to herself and smiled up at him before replying. "So did I, we should do it again sometime." she said and saw that it sparked a look of hope in his eyes. "Maybe we could do something this weekend?" he asked hopefully. "Sounds great." She replied, not totally thinking clearly. "Great" he said and, realizing he was still holding onto her hands, he gave them a squeeze then dropped them. "Well then, I guess I'll see you at the arena tomorrow." he said and she nodded. "Yeah, I'll see you." she replied and with one last shy smile, Matt walked down the hall and Lita entered her lonely hotel room.
After she had taken a shower to wash off all her makeup and the spray out of her hair she looked at herself in the mirror. Without the makeup on, her bruises where more visible. Then suddenly the happiness that she felt melted away and the sadness and anger returned. She had lied to Matt and she felt terrible for it. She sighed and walked into the bedroom. Essa's clothes were all over the floor whereas hers were in a neat pile by the bathroom. She picked up his and started another pile next to hers making a mental note to do laundry the next day.
Lita crawled into bed but sleep didn't come. She thought about how easy her life would be without Essa, she would have no problem going out with Matt. She knew it would take a lot of courage to leave Essa and she didn't think she was strong enough. 'Then again' she thought 'I'm not alone'. She also knew Chyna would be there for her. It would be so easy to just take her stuff and leave, but she didn't want to take the easy way out, knowing there was a good chance Essa would come after her, he was so possessive that way. If she could just get it through his head hat she didn't love him anymore, if she did at all, then maybe she could make it.
She was pulled out of her thoughts as Essa walked through the door. She closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, not wanting Essa to think she waited up for him. He fell down next to her on the bed and immediately fell into another drunken sleep. She sighed and turned over so her back was to him. She tried not to think about her situation anymore that night, instead replaying the nights events in her head until she finally was calmed down enough to sleep.
