Chapter Five
Lita's POV
This Next Morning
Lita was in the middle of a wonderful dream when she was jerked back into conscious and opening her eyes she saw Essa's face. "Get up! Do you want us to be late? You going to ruin my career in the WWF, you are always late, we have a match tonight and we're supposed to be at the arena in an hour!" Essa yelled at her, pulling her out of bed and pushing her around. She grabbed some clothes, blocking Essa's voice out of her head, not wanting to listen to what he was saying anymore. She went into the bathroom and slammed the door in Essa's face, locking it.
Showering and getting dressed quickly she came out of the bathroom to find no sign of Essa. She figured he had left to go to the arena without her as he had done the only other time she was late. 'Oh well' she thought to herself. She enjoyed the time she had without Essa around. She was getting ready to return to the bathroom to cover-up her bruises with makeup when there was a light knock on the door. She thought it would be Chyna coming over to offer he a ride as she had done many times before so didn't even think twice before opening the door. To her surprise Matt stood there, his smile falling when he looked at her. "What's wrong?" she asked, suddenly feeling insecure from the way he looked at her. "What happened?" he asked her, his hand coming up to lightly touch the sore spot on her face and she quickly remembered her bruises. 'Ooohhhh shiiiit' she thought and brought her hand to her face, covering his. "I...uh...got hurt in my match last Thursday." she said but he didn't look like he was buying it. "You looked fine after that match, and you looked fine last night." he pointed out. "Well, I..um..." She started but she couldn't think of an excuse. Or maybe she just didn't want to. She wanted to tell Matt, she wanted to be able to trust him enough. But would he be mad that she lied or would he understand why she did?
Lita took in a big breath and let it out, looking down. "Matt, there's something I have to tell you." She said. She jumped slightly when she felt his hand cup her jaw, bringing her into eye contact with him. "What's wrong, who did this to you?" he asked worriedly. She led him over to the couch where he sat next to her. "First of all I want to apologize for lying to you, but I hope you'll understand why I did." She started and he nodded encouraging her to continue. "Essa and I are...well, we're still together and the only reason I don't leave him is because I'm afraid of what he'll do to me if I do. When he gets mad he gets drunk, and when he's drunk, he gets violent..." she said in a rush, bring her hand up to the black and blue mark on her eye.
"You could have told me Lita." He said putting his arms around her. She sighed in relief and leaned into him. "I won't let him hurt you anymore." He told her as he pulled back a little so he was looking her in the eyes. "I promise" He added in a whisper, cupping her face gently and all she could do was star back into his eyes. He leaned down to her so their lips were almost touching but he hesitated, a questioning look in his eyes as if he was asking permission. Lita leaned up the rest of the way and their lips met in a sweet but gently kiss.
Lita's POV
This Next Morning
Lita was in the middle of a wonderful dream when she was jerked back into conscious and opening her eyes she saw Essa's face. "Get up! Do you want us to be late? You going to ruin my career in the WWF, you are always late, we have a match tonight and we're supposed to be at the arena in an hour!" Essa yelled at her, pulling her out of bed and pushing her around. She grabbed some clothes, blocking Essa's voice out of her head, not wanting to listen to what he was saying anymore. She went into the bathroom and slammed the door in Essa's face, locking it.
Showering and getting dressed quickly she came out of the bathroom to find no sign of Essa. She figured he had left to go to the arena without her as he had done the only other time she was late. 'Oh well' she thought to herself. She enjoyed the time she had without Essa around. She was getting ready to return to the bathroom to cover-up her bruises with makeup when there was a light knock on the door. She thought it would be Chyna coming over to offer he a ride as she had done many times before so didn't even think twice before opening the door. To her surprise Matt stood there, his smile falling when he looked at her. "What's wrong?" she asked, suddenly feeling insecure from the way he looked at her. "What happened?" he asked her, his hand coming up to lightly touch the sore spot on her face and she quickly remembered her bruises. 'Ooohhhh shiiiit' she thought and brought her hand to her face, covering his. "I...uh...got hurt in my match last Thursday." she said but he didn't look like he was buying it. "You looked fine after that match, and you looked fine last night." he pointed out. "Well, I..um..." She started but she couldn't think of an excuse. Or maybe she just didn't want to. She wanted to tell Matt, she wanted to be able to trust him enough. But would he be mad that she lied or would he understand why she did?
Lita took in a big breath and let it out, looking down. "Matt, there's something I have to tell you." She said. She jumped slightly when she felt his hand cup her jaw, bringing her into eye contact with him. "What's wrong, who did this to you?" he asked worriedly. She led him over to the couch where he sat next to her. "First of all I want to apologize for lying to you, but I hope you'll understand why I did." She started and he nodded encouraging her to continue. "Essa and I are...well, we're still together and the only reason I don't leave him is because I'm afraid of what he'll do to me if I do. When he gets mad he gets drunk, and when he's drunk, he gets violent..." she said in a rush, bring her hand up to the black and blue mark on her eye.
"You could have told me Lita." He said putting his arms around her. She sighed in relief and leaned into him. "I won't let him hurt you anymore." He told her as he pulled back a little so he was looking her in the eyes. "I promise" He added in a whisper, cupping her face gently and all she could do was star back into his eyes. He leaned down to her so their lips were almost touching but he hesitated, a questioning look in his eyes as if he was asking permission. Lita leaned up the rest of the way and their lips met in a sweet but gently kiss.
