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Disclaimer: Well, you know by know that this is a continuation of the first story, so the disclaimer still applies:) As for the content of this, didn't you read the first chapter? (insert laugh here)
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"I didn't want to tell you."
"What the fuck! Did it just slip your mind? You just failed tio mention that this will be your second time playing a guy for an asshole. Gee, Donnielle, forgive me if I'm not to happy with you right now."
"It was a long time ago. It didn't happen, so I felt that I didn't have to tell you, besides, it never came up."
"What part of all of this don't you understand? You needed to fucking tell me. I thought we were in this thing called a relationship."
"And we are, but if you are gonna let this little mishap change your mind, then fuck it! Do what you have to do, dammit!"
That argument I never expected to happen. Everything would have been ok if that bitch never crossed my path! I never seen Sean so pissed. He was candy apple red, and his eyes were so cold and callous. I couldn't even dare to touch him. But, the tirade continued.
"You would want that, wouldn't you? Just leave so you can rope somebody else in."
"Don't fucking go there, Sean! "
"No! Let's go there! Hell, you already did by lying to me. What else you failed to mention?"
"Fine! You took it there! What that bitch downstairs failed to fucking mention was that I was young and I thought that it would escape being with her. It was a mistake, so I bailed! Problem, problem solved!"
I started to explain that it was with that slimeball of an ex-boyfriend, Joey. I thought I was in love, as did he. She decided since he came from a shitload of money, that it would be an arranged marriage. Ha! Arrange this! I bailed right before the ceremony! I packed nothing but 1 bag and went to London for a year. When I finally decided to come back, I disappointed my mother, yet again, and Joey and I had a sit-down. We understood that it was too soon, so we decided to take things slower. Glad that I did. He shagged anything that moved, and he was verbaly abusive. When I had enough, I burned all of his clothes in the middle of my yard, and sold his Corvette, for only 2 dollars! Hell, I bought the shit! As I explained further, Sean understood.
"You still could have told me."
"Why, Sean? It was long ago, and it never happened. Just a memory to me. I have you, and you are all that I want, period! Nevermind what my so-called mother says. I knew she was here to sabotage everything. Give me one minute." I walked downstairs to the living room, where she was sitting there, looking like she was a superhero and she just locked up another villian.
"Get the hell out of my house! Don't look back, and if I see you ever again, I swear to everything that is me, I will hunt you down, and fucking kill you, do you understand?"
"Is that any way to talk to me. I am your mother, you spoiled little bitch!"
"Damn right, I'm spoiled, but it was no thanks to you. You have a problem with it, dig my father up and beef with him about it.You were such a bitch to me, like I was some dog in the street, and you have the fucking balls to come into my house, where I pay the bills, and disrupt my household, and say that I should respect you? Get the fuck out of here with that bullshit!"
"You was always the charmed speaker. It's a wonder Sean didn't leave your ass like Joey did."
"F.Y.I, stupid, I kicked his ass to the curb, don't get it twisted! Sean is here because he loves me, and I love him. You are just bitter because it took you damn near 30 years to figure out that dad NEVER loved you. He was around for me, and me alone, and it kills you!"
"You always lived in that fairy tale world, Donnielle."
"With you as a mother, is it any wonder that I didn't off myself when I had the chance."
"I tried to be your mother, and your friend. I taught you about life, but the reality of it all is, you wouldn't have survived out here if it wasn't for me. You were a sheltered, pompous brat who thought everything should be handed to her. Reality is this, Donnielle, you will always be a cold, lonely, bed hopping, bit.."
My hand went to slap her, but Sean caught it. "I think you wore out your welcome, Ellen. The door is to your left."
"Don't tell me you're roped in her lasso, boy. I thought you were smart. You'll see. She's gonna disappoint you. When you turn in the bed one day, and you see that she hadn't came home, you will remember my warning."
"I'm not worried about her. We will be just fine. Besides, She's not the way you know her at all. But, you wouldn't know that would you, with all your bashing and jealousy. Anyway, why am I talking to you? You heard my wife-to be. Get out!!" Ellen was gone. Hopefully, for good. All I could do was cry. I thought that she actually changed. What a fool I turned out to be. Sean went to hug me, but I pushed him away. I couldn't face him right now. Too much had went on. I just went into one of the spare bedrooms, and cried.
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Gabby came to New York a few days after that incident, which we talked about, briefly. All she said was: "Ellen is never gonna change. And now that Donald is gone, she's just a bigger bitch! I never understood why you just didn't kill her, Menendez style." And she laughed. We both laughed as C.J was running around yelling "I'm kiiiiiing of da world!" Too much like his dear old dad. from the blonde hair, to the ego. Uncanny.
"So, Didi. How's the progress going with the invites?"
"Everybody R.S.V.P'd. We're gonna have a full house."
"All 1300 accepted? Holy China, Batgirl! Do you guys have the cash?"
"Uh...Yeah! Remember, I never spent dad's inehritance money, which was way over a million bucks. He always said that the father of the bride paid for the wedding. Dead or alive, he is!"
"Amen to that. Listen, I wanna talk to you about something. Are you up for it?"
"Anything, Gabbs. What's the deal?"
"I tried not to steal your thunder away from you wedding, but......I'm pregnant, again."
"Gabby, are you kidding? No shit! I knew it! How far along?"
"Seven weeks. Found out last week. Sorry about that."
"Sorry about what, silly? That you and Chris have a life of your own that doesn't include me, for once? I'm happy for you, girl. Did you tell the dad, yet?"
"NO!!! I haven't had the guts. I kept sacrificing it to the porcelain god. I don't know how he's gonna take it. He hates that he doesn't see C.J. alot, only in pictures."
"Ok, it's his job. At least he gets to see him. Another child is gonna be so cool, Gabby. He'll be thrilled. Besides, you two go at it like rabbits. It's no suprise that you're knocked up again."
"You are bad. You and Sean are worse than we are. I'm suprised that you haven't gotten pregnant yet."
"I'm not counting on it, not until after the honeymoon is over, anyway."
"That's what I said. 9 months to the day, Didi."
"I guess you want that dress to be with elastic on it, eh?"
"Shut up, silly. You know it!" And we laughed until she ran to the bathroom to blow chunks. C.J. came up to me, grinning.
"Aunt Donnie? Is mommy gonna be ok?"
"Yeah, kid. She's gonna be fine." He had a vast vocabulary for a kid who's about to turn 3. I'm impressed. Gabby came from the bathroom, wiping her face from the water she splashed on it.
"Chris. Are you badgering Donnie again?"
"Nuh-uh. Just talking to her."
"Relax, Gabbs. He's fine."
"Yeah, Gabbs." She started to chase him around the living room. They look so happy. I hope that will be me in a year or so.
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Sean and Chris, along with Shawn Michaels and Paul Levesque, the worst duo I have ever met, were in Tampa, FL, where I had to be to shoot for Raw Magazine. They were in the locker room, where I was no longer able to go due to company policy. But, that didn't stop me from eavesdropping. Hey, the door was partially open anyway.
"So, Sean?, You know what we gotta plan, Pal."
"What, Paul?"
"The Panty Parade. You know, the batchelor party. It's a symbol of a rite- to-passage. Your right as a single man to enjoy the last moment of freedom you will ever have. Right, Shawn?"
"Oh yeah. You gotta have one, dude. We'll even throw it for you, since we are such close pals. Besides, I didn't have the chance to have one myself, so it'll be fun. Just you see."
"Nope. Count me out. I don't need another woman's puntang in my face with a thong on."
"Oh, come on, Sean. Don't you remember my party?"
"Chris, I still have a hangover from it. And if anybody knew what actually went on in that club, you would be hanged!"
"I didn't do anything. I was an innocent bystander in all of that. It was not my fault that those two chicks were all over me."
"Well, if you don't want one, we're gonna give you one anyway, right, Paul?"
"Hey, you have to realize, dude. Donnie is lucky to have you. You're gonna be faithful to her, or I'll beat your ass personally. But, why not have a bit of fun before you get that ball in chain on ya?"
"Shawn, help me here, please?"
"Listen. They are right. What do you have to worry about. You don't know that she's gonna have a donkey-dick fest of her own. did you ask her?"
"Nope. I don't care if she does, as lon as she keeps her clothes on, she'll live longer." At this time, Adam (Edge), Jay (Christian) and Andrew (Test) came from the back of the locker room, hearing about women and panties in one conversation.
"Dude, you gotta have one, dude. It will reek of pantiness, dude" Adam pointed out, always adding "dude" to every 3-4 words. "I'll truly be there, dude."
"Yeah." Jay added. "It would be total heinosity if you don't. Why deprive yourself of your last night of freedom? That is brutal. B-R-UTAL!!!
"Fine! Do it! I'll come. You guys do know how to coax a guy in. You plan, I just show up."
"And? What about the misses?" Andrew pointed out, pulling down his white t- shirt. "We need to have a plan for her not to know about it, so her and the other girlies won't sabotage the evening."
"Just tell them about it. Who cares? It's not that serious. They won't crash. They would be stupid if they did." Paul stated.
"Ok, genious. Since you always have the plans, what should we do to them?"
"Nothing. We'll crash theirs, if they have one. it's simple."
"And, if they don't?"
"I know women. They will have one, trust me." Shawn just let out a whistle, while Adam grunted.
"Dude, how are you so sure about that?"
"Don't you guys know anything?? When it happens, we will be there!" And they all laughed. I was there too long. I knew the whole plan. A batchelor party? Cool, I don't care. Wait until I tell Gabby about this. I will have an all-out Batchelorette party! I called Gabby and Jacinda on 3-way on my cell phone.
"Really? A whorefest? We gotta have a g-stringathon, Gabby."
"Jaci, you are right. Donnie, you are gonna have a night to end all nights."
"What about the guys?"
"Men are dumb. How will they know which party to raid. Throw a boring one for them to raid, then throw the peni-licious dick-stravaganza the night before the official send off. That simple."
"Jaci, you are a genoius. I never would have thought about that. Anyway, How's Mike?"
"He's ok. Still pissed about sean not calling him, though."
"I got this one. Have Mike fly in to Tampa tomorrow, so they could disciss this. It just won't be right without him being there."
"I'm on it. I gotta go, guys. Later."
"Later." And we all hung up. This is gonna be super sweet. Sean was gonna see his pal, Mike Sanders, who happens to be Jacinda's boyfriend. Small world. Anyhow, We had 2 parties to plan, and these idiots are clueless. This was an infallible plan.
To Be Continued....................................
Disclaimer: Well, you know by know that this is a continuation of the first story, so the disclaimer still applies:) As for the content of this, didn't you read the first chapter? (insert laugh here)
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"I didn't want to tell you."
"What the fuck! Did it just slip your mind? You just failed tio mention that this will be your second time playing a guy for an asshole. Gee, Donnielle, forgive me if I'm not to happy with you right now."
"It was a long time ago. It didn't happen, so I felt that I didn't have to tell you, besides, it never came up."
"What part of all of this don't you understand? You needed to fucking tell me. I thought we were in this thing called a relationship."
"And we are, but if you are gonna let this little mishap change your mind, then fuck it! Do what you have to do, dammit!"
That argument I never expected to happen. Everything would have been ok if that bitch never crossed my path! I never seen Sean so pissed. He was candy apple red, and his eyes were so cold and callous. I couldn't even dare to touch him. But, the tirade continued.
"You would want that, wouldn't you? Just leave so you can rope somebody else in."
"Don't fucking go there, Sean! "
"No! Let's go there! Hell, you already did by lying to me. What else you failed to mention?"
"Fine! You took it there! What that bitch downstairs failed to fucking mention was that I was young and I thought that it would escape being with her. It was a mistake, so I bailed! Problem, problem solved!"
I started to explain that it was with that slimeball of an ex-boyfriend, Joey. I thought I was in love, as did he. She decided since he came from a shitload of money, that it would be an arranged marriage. Ha! Arrange this! I bailed right before the ceremony! I packed nothing but 1 bag and went to London for a year. When I finally decided to come back, I disappointed my mother, yet again, and Joey and I had a sit-down. We understood that it was too soon, so we decided to take things slower. Glad that I did. He shagged anything that moved, and he was verbaly abusive. When I had enough, I burned all of his clothes in the middle of my yard, and sold his Corvette, for only 2 dollars! Hell, I bought the shit! As I explained further, Sean understood.
"You still could have told me."
"Why, Sean? It was long ago, and it never happened. Just a memory to me. I have you, and you are all that I want, period! Nevermind what my so-called mother says. I knew she was here to sabotage everything. Give me one minute." I walked downstairs to the living room, where she was sitting there, looking like she was a superhero and she just locked up another villian.
"Get the hell out of my house! Don't look back, and if I see you ever again, I swear to everything that is me, I will hunt you down, and fucking kill you, do you understand?"
"Is that any way to talk to me. I am your mother, you spoiled little bitch!"
"Damn right, I'm spoiled, but it was no thanks to you. You have a problem with it, dig my father up and beef with him about it.You were such a bitch to me, like I was some dog in the street, and you have the fucking balls to come into my house, where I pay the bills, and disrupt my household, and say that I should respect you? Get the fuck out of here with that bullshit!"
"You was always the charmed speaker. It's a wonder Sean didn't leave your ass like Joey did."
"F.Y.I, stupid, I kicked his ass to the curb, don't get it twisted! Sean is here because he loves me, and I love him. You are just bitter because it took you damn near 30 years to figure out that dad NEVER loved you. He was around for me, and me alone, and it kills you!"
"You always lived in that fairy tale world, Donnielle."
"With you as a mother, is it any wonder that I didn't off myself when I had the chance."
"I tried to be your mother, and your friend. I taught you about life, but the reality of it all is, you wouldn't have survived out here if it wasn't for me. You were a sheltered, pompous brat who thought everything should be handed to her. Reality is this, Donnielle, you will always be a cold, lonely, bed hopping, bit.."
My hand went to slap her, but Sean caught it. "I think you wore out your welcome, Ellen. The door is to your left."
"Don't tell me you're roped in her lasso, boy. I thought you were smart. You'll see. She's gonna disappoint you. When you turn in the bed one day, and you see that she hadn't came home, you will remember my warning."
"I'm not worried about her. We will be just fine. Besides, She's not the way you know her at all. But, you wouldn't know that would you, with all your bashing and jealousy. Anyway, why am I talking to you? You heard my wife-to be. Get out!!" Ellen was gone. Hopefully, for good. All I could do was cry. I thought that she actually changed. What a fool I turned out to be. Sean went to hug me, but I pushed him away. I couldn't face him right now. Too much had went on. I just went into one of the spare bedrooms, and cried.
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Gabby came to New York a few days after that incident, which we talked about, briefly. All she said was: "Ellen is never gonna change. And now that Donald is gone, she's just a bigger bitch! I never understood why you just didn't kill her, Menendez style." And she laughed. We both laughed as C.J was running around yelling "I'm kiiiiiing of da world!" Too much like his dear old dad. from the blonde hair, to the ego. Uncanny.
"So, Didi. How's the progress going with the invites?"
"Everybody R.S.V.P'd. We're gonna have a full house."
"All 1300 accepted? Holy China, Batgirl! Do you guys have the cash?"
"Uh...Yeah! Remember, I never spent dad's inehritance money, which was way over a million bucks. He always said that the father of the bride paid for the wedding. Dead or alive, he is!"
"Amen to that. Listen, I wanna talk to you about something. Are you up for it?"
"Anything, Gabbs. What's the deal?"
"I tried not to steal your thunder away from you wedding, but......I'm pregnant, again."
"Gabby, are you kidding? No shit! I knew it! How far along?"
"Seven weeks. Found out last week. Sorry about that."
"Sorry about what, silly? That you and Chris have a life of your own that doesn't include me, for once? I'm happy for you, girl. Did you tell the dad, yet?"
"NO!!! I haven't had the guts. I kept sacrificing it to the porcelain god. I don't know how he's gonna take it. He hates that he doesn't see C.J. alot, only in pictures."
"Ok, it's his job. At least he gets to see him. Another child is gonna be so cool, Gabby. He'll be thrilled. Besides, you two go at it like rabbits. It's no suprise that you're knocked up again."
"You are bad. You and Sean are worse than we are. I'm suprised that you haven't gotten pregnant yet."
"I'm not counting on it, not until after the honeymoon is over, anyway."
"That's what I said. 9 months to the day, Didi."
"I guess you want that dress to be with elastic on it, eh?"
"Shut up, silly. You know it!" And we laughed until she ran to the bathroom to blow chunks. C.J. came up to me, grinning.
"Aunt Donnie? Is mommy gonna be ok?"
"Yeah, kid. She's gonna be fine." He had a vast vocabulary for a kid who's about to turn 3. I'm impressed. Gabby came from the bathroom, wiping her face from the water she splashed on it.
"Chris. Are you badgering Donnie again?"
"Nuh-uh. Just talking to her."
"Relax, Gabbs. He's fine."
"Yeah, Gabbs." She started to chase him around the living room. They look so happy. I hope that will be me in a year or so.
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Sean and Chris, along with Shawn Michaels and Paul Levesque, the worst duo I have ever met, were in Tampa, FL, where I had to be to shoot for Raw Magazine. They were in the locker room, where I was no longer able to go due to company policy. But, that didn't stop me from eavesdropping. Hey, the door was partially open anyway.
"So, Sean?, You know what we gotta plan, Pal."
"What, Paul?"
"The Panty Parade. You know, the batchelor party. It's a symbol of a rite- to-passage. Your right as a single man to enjoy the last moment of freedom you will ever have. Right, Shawn?"
"Oh yeah. You gotta have one, dude. We'll even throw it for you, since we are such close pals. Besides, I didn't have the chance to have one myself, so it'll be fun. Just you see."
"Nope. Count me out. I don't need another woman's puntang in my face with a thong on."
"Oh, come on, Sean. Don't you remember my party?"
"Chris, I still have a hangover from it. And if anybody knew what actually went on in that club, you would be hanged!"
"I didn't do anything. I was an innocent bystander in all of that. It was not my fault that those two chicks were all over me."
"Well, if you don't want one, we're gonna give you one anyway, right, Paul?"
"Hey, you have to realize, dude. Donnie is lucky to have you. You're gonna be faithful to her, or I'll beat your ass personally. But, why not have a bit of fun before you get that ball in chain on ya?"
"Shawn, help me here, please?"
"Listen. They are right. What do you have to worry about. You don't know that she's gonna have a donkey-dick fest of her own. did you ask her?"
"Nope. I don't care if she does, as lon as she keeps her clothes on, she'll live longer." At this time, Adam (Edge), Jay (Christian) and Andrew (Test) came from the back of the locker room, hearing about women and panties in one conversation.
"Dude, you gotta have one, dude. It will reek of pantiness, dude" Adam pointed out, always adding "dude" to every 3-4 words. "I'll truly be there, dude."
"Yeah." Jay added. "It would be total heinosity if you don't. Why deprive yourself of your last night of freedom? That is brutal. B-R-UTAL!!!
"Fine! Do it! I'll come. You guys do know how to coax a guy in. You plan, I just show up."
"And? What about the misses?" Andrew pointed out, pulling down his white t- shirt. "We need to have a plan for her not to know about it, so her and the other girlies won't sabotage the evening."
"Just tell them about it. Who cares? It's not that serious. They won't crash. They would be stupid if they did." Paul stated.
"Ok, genious. Since you always have the plans, what should we do to them?"
"Nothing. We'll crash theirs, if they have one. it's simple."
"And, if they don't?"
"I know women. They will have one, trust me." Shawn just let out a whistle, while Adam grunted.
"Dude, how are you so sure about that?"
"Don't you guys know anything?? When it happens, we will be there!" And they all laughed. I was there too long. I knew the whole plan. A batchelor party? Cool, I don't care. Wait until I tell Gabby about this. I will have an all-out Batchelorette party! I called Gabby and Jacinda on 3-way on my cell phone.
"Really? A whorefest? We gotta have a g-stringathon, Gabby."
"Jaci, you are right. Donnie, you are gonna have a night to end all nights."
"What about the guys?"
"Men are dumb. How will they know which party to raid. Throw a boring one for them to raid, then throw the peni-licious dick-stravaganza the night before the official send off. That simple."
"Jaci, you are a genoius. I never would have thought about that. Anyway, How's Mike?"
"He's ok. Still pissed about sean not calling him, though."
"I got this one. Have Mike fly in to Tampa tomorrow, so they could disciss this. It just won't be right without him being there."
"I'm on it. I gotta go, guys. Later."
"Later." And we all hung up. This is gonna be super sweet. Sean was gonna see his pal, Mike Sanders, who happens to be Jacinda's boyfriend. Small world. Anyhow, We had 2 parties to plan, and these idiots are clueless. This was an infallible plan.
To Be Continued....................................