I sat in the very last row in the arena. I turned on my laptop and looked down at the nearly empty arena. The ring crew was almost done putting the finishing touches on the ring and the Titan Tron and the stage was already up. I just looked around and felt the tears swell up in my eyes.
When I saw Terry in there with that other woman I had a flashback to that night that I found him with that ring rat. Then I looked into Terry's eyes and that same look was there. God, the whole night replayed itself in my mind. I felt the tears going down my cheek and I brushed them away. Oh great. Now I was fucking crying. The great Thora McPhereson doesn't cry, for anything or anyone.
I sat there for I don't know how long, just crying and typing out my thoughts into my laptop. I heard someone open the door behind me and I wiped my face with my sleve of my shirt and hoped that it didn't look like I had been crying.
" There you are." I heard a voice say from behind me. It was Paul. I turned around and looked at him. " Oh sweetie. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have came up with this hair brained idea." He said, sitting beside me. He put his arms around me and hugged me.
" It's okay." I said. Putting my head on his shoulder. " You know, you're the only person outside my family that's ever seen me cry."
" I'm honored." He said laughing. " If I was a few years younger you'd be as good as mine by now."
" Whatever Paul." I said giggling. Paul always could cheer me up. He was the one that found me after I found Terry.
" So do you still want to do it?" he asked.
" Yeah." I said quietly. " Can I tell you a secret?"
" Yeah, sure."
" I still love him." I whispered.
" I knew that." He whispered back. I looked at him confused.
" How?"
" Just the look in your eyes. Once you got past all that anger, you could still see love." He said. I smiled and sniffed.
" He's engaged again now."
" I know, but she's no you." Paul said.
" God, if I ever act like that, just shoot me." I said laughing.
" Okay." He said smiling.
" You better go talk to him. He was pretty confused when you left."
" I was too. I think I'm better now." I said, wiping the last few tears off of my cheeks.
" Good. Why don't you just come backstage when you're ready and we'll all get together and talk."
" Yeah. That sounds like a good idea. Just keep Annie out of the way." I said.
" We will, we will. I'll see you in a little bit." He said. I nodded and he got up and left.
I finished the last few sentences of my entry on the laptop and shut it down. I'd have some explaining to do, and I had better get to it.
When I saw Terry in there with that other woman I had a flashback to that night that I found him with that ring rat. Then I looked into Terry's eyes and that same look was there. God, the whole night replayed itself in my mind. I felt the tears going down my cheek and I brushed them away. Oh great. Now I was fucking crying. The great Thora McPhereson doesn't cry, for anything or anyone.
I sat there for I don't know how long, just crying and typing out my thoughts into my laptop. I heard someone open the door behind me and I wiped my face with my sleve of my shirt and hoped that it didn't look like I had been crying.
" There you are." I heard a voice say from behind me. It was Paul. I turned around and looked at him. " Oh sweetie. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have came up with this hair brained idea." He said, sitting beside me. He put his arms around me and hugged me.
" It's okay." I said. Putting my head on his shoulder. " You know, you're the only person outside my family that's ever seen me cry."
" I'm honored." He said laughing. " If I was a few years younger you'd be as good as mine by now."
" Whatever Paul." I said giggling. Paul always could cheer me up. He was the one that found me after I found Terry.
" So do you still want to do it?" he asked.
" Yeah." I said quietly. " Can I tell you a secret?"
" Yeah, sure."
" I still love him." I whispered.
" I knew that." He whispered back. I looked at him confused.
" How?"
" Just the look in your eyes. Once you got past all that anger, you could still see love." He said. I smiled and sniffed.
" He's engaged again now."
" I know, but she's no you." Paul said.
" God, if I ever act like that, just shoot me." I said laughing.
" Okay." He said smiling.
" You better go talk to him. He was pretty confused when you left."
" I was too. I think I'm better now." I said, wiping the last few tears off of my cheeks.
" Good. Why don't you just come backstage when you're ready and we'll all get together and talk."
" Yeah. That sounds like a good idea. Just keep Annie out of the way." I said.
" We will, we will. I'll see you in a little bit." He said. I nodded and he got up and left.
I finished the last few sentences of my entry on the laptop and shut it down. I'd have some explaining to do, and I had better get to it.