Chapter 7
After 2 years, Paul and I had been married for 3 years…It felt good…Trish was 5 months pregnant, and I had just found out I was about 4 weeks pregnant…but the problem was Paul had reverted back to hanging out with Sean (X-Pac), Monty (Billy Gunn), and Mike (Shawn Michaels) (dudes from DX) and they were having a pretty bad effect on him, but he didn't see it, but I did…and so did Trish and Mark… For some strange ungiven reason when he was around those 3 morons, Paul was a totally different person, he was so arrogant and his ego was bigger then his whole body, in fact it was bigger then our house, and kind of leaked out the chimney and window sills.
Paul had been hitting the gym hard and really pushing himself…I was waiting for him to snap…something was festering deep down inside of him…whether it was something he discussed with his ex-DX buds, or something he felt towards us being together I couldn't put my finger on it, and you know him being the stubborn male that he is, naturally he never wanted to talk about it…it got so bad about him not wanting to discuss what ever was bothering him, that we actually had no words said between us for the last 2 weeks straight.
I mean how does that happen, I mean I'm married to the man, I go to work with him, we live together, we have sex…we have lots of sex…and I thought we loved each other…but I can't fathom going for 2 weeks straight not talking to him at all, let me break it down for you, that's 14 days, 336 hours, 20160 minutes…of no words being spoken…I mean come on something's got to give right?…eventually…I would like to think so.
So now I have the very lovely task of trying to tell him I'm pregnant…which I should just probably tell him now, because me getting in the ring with him tonight is not going to happen…we were supposed to have a tag match against Lisa (Ivory) & Glenn (Kane)…Okay so I guess right now is as good a time as any to tell Paul…
Paul was at the gym in the arena, I walked down the hallway and went in and sat on the bench in the corner next to where Paul was doing his reps. Paul said, "You look quite determined." I said, "Yea, well I guess I'm pretty determined to tell you something before I get really disappointed in you." Paul put the weights down and said, "What do you mean disappointed in me?"
I said, "Other then what we've said just now in the last 3 minutes, when was the last time we talked?" Paul said, "I didn't know I was getting a pop quiz…I give up when?" I sat there with my legs and arms crossed in a defense against him, and said, "The last thing you said to me was 'baby I'm going out with the boys tonight, I'll be home later.' That was 2 weeks ago. You haven't said one word to me since then…you haven't so much as grunted or groaned in my direction for 14 days solid."
Paul said, "That's impossible, you're my wife, I always talk to you." I said, "Yea, well it seems as though always has found an end to it." Paul said, "I've had a few things on my mind…" I stood up and said, "A few things on your mind? You've had more then a few things on your mind as of late…something is building up inside of you and you're going to blow up soon…I wish you'd just talk to me about what ever you're trying to keep from me, cause it's not working…The fact that I know something is wrong should be enough of an initiative for you to open your mouth and tell me what the big secret is."
Paul said, "There is no secret…I just have some thing's on my mind and when I get them all sorted out maybe we can talk, but until then just let me keep them in my mind. It would do me no good to talk if I'm not ready." I said, "Fine, since you don't want to talk, then sit down and listen because I have something to say to you." Paul said, "I'd rather stand." I said, "Paul, for once just sit the hell down and listen to me." Paul rolled his eyes and sat down…
I said, "I have been sick as of late, which you'd notice if you're head wasn't stuck somewhere else…and I went to the doctor, and I'm not sick, I'm pregnant." Paul got this look on his face, it's really hard to describe…I couldn't tell if he wanted to hit me, or scream at me…Paul said, "How far along are you?" With the sound of pure disgust in the tone of his voice…It sent chills up and down my spine, I said, "4 weeks."
Something was coming, any minute…the whole state of Virginia was going to be blown right off the globe cause he was about to blow…I could see it in his eyes, they used to be hazel, but it was like a hazel surrounded by a ring of fire…oh yea, I'm toast, I might as well put my head between my legs and kiss my ass good-bye, cause there was no stopping the freight train that was getting ready to come at me at 160 M.P.H.
To my shock Paul said, "I guess that's something I'm going to have to think about." Paul stood up and started to leave, (here's the stupid mistake on my part) I grabbed his arm and said, "Something to think about? What's to think about? We're married, we wanted a family and finally I'm pregnant and now you have to think about it? Was there possibly any other time for you to think about it before now? Like say, oh I don't know…before I got pregnant."
Paul said, "See we decided on a family a long time ago, which was before I found some interesting things out about you from Sean and Mike." I said, "Oh really, and since when do they know anything about me? They barely know themselves, how do they know me?" Paul said, "Well, Sean and Mike both heard from a couple of the other wrestlers, that when I'm out in the ring, you're in the back throwing yourself at anyone who has a dick."
I said, "Oh, and you believe them, how interesting is that. So basically what it boils down to is what exactly?" Paul said, "I don't think it's my baby you are pregnant with." I said, "What? And you seriously think it's true?" Paul said, "Well you have been kind of distant lately."
I said, "I have? Get real, you're the one who hasn't grown up yet, having to go to clubs every single night with the guys…how do I always get the bad rap? First Shane tells you a bunch of bullshit and almost ruined us all together, and now your "bros" have told you some more bullshit, and you don't think this baby is yours…let me make one thing very clear, this baby is as much yours as it is mine…I know I'm not as perfect as Stephanie was, but Gimmie a little credit, at least I haven't cheated on you…yet"
Paul kind of got this look in his eyes and his eyes burned with a fury I've never seen as he grabbed my arms and slammed me into the mirror behind me so hard the mirror cracked all the way down…I grabbed my head and slid down the mirror and sat on the floor and Paul towered over me, and said, "Get out of my sight you slut."
I stood up and really couldn't say anything to him; I doubled up my fist and punched him about just as hard as I possibly could. It rocked him back a little and when he looked back at me, blood was coming out of his nose, and I said, "Stay away from me, stay away from my baby or I'll have you arrested." And I turned and walked out of the gym. Paul really couldn't say anything, he just watched me walk out of the gym holding my head. Paul looked back to the mirror and saw blood on the mirror…