Chapter 2
"Kit, hi baby," Adam said, hugging her girlfriend. He hadn't seen her for a month or two, but he surely kept busy without her.
"Hi, Adam," she greeted, hugging back. Her blonde hair was tied up in a pony tail, and she had a pair of sweats and tank top on. She looked like a normal-next door girl, but she was certainly pretty when she dressed up. Her blue eyes shone as Adam stepped back to study his girlfriend.
"How you doing lately?" Adam asked, still clutching her shoulder.
"Oh, I'm good and you?" she asked as he put his arm around her and began to walk out of the airport.
"Oh, I'm good too," he said, grinning. They brushed by a bunch of people in the airport, and people were running by so they won't miss their flight. "You're late though."
"I know, I'm sorry," she said apolegetically. "I heard wrong, I guess."
"Next time, don't do that," Adam said. "You can really get lost in this airport. You know how huge New York is?"
"Yeah," she replied. Adam made her sound extremely dumb, saying things she already knew, but she didn't want to piss him off. That was the last thing she wanted him to be in.
When Adam approached his idea of her being in the WWF, she had hesitated a bit. She rather stay home, without Adam. Even though they would be in the public, Adam wasn't afraid to do anything to her. He made her feel like slave -- someone he can do anything to. She seemed like more of an object to him.
"Aren't you glad that you get to travel with me now?" Adam asked, grinning.
"Yep," she said, trying her best not to sound so sarcastic. "I love it." She sighed as he put his arm around her and pulled her closer to him. "Where's Jay?"
"He's at the hotel, just waiting," he replied. "I have a surprise first. I haven't seen you for months, so a surprise may be good."
***
Kit woke up and trembled as the cold air hit her. She pulled the blanket up to her, but Adam, who was sleeping next to her, pulled it back -- all of it. She was now, laying on another blanket, naked. She grabbed her clothes and quickly put them on, using Adam's jacket as a blanket. It wasn't helping much, but something is better than nothing.
"Adam, can I have a part of the blanket?" Kit asked. He groaned and stirred, then fell back asleep. "Damn." She sighed and snuggled into Adam's leather jacket.
Kit hissed when she accidently put all her weight on her shoulder. She can already see it -- a big, manky bruise was making its way out. Adam's "surprise" was worser than she thought. She didn't want anything to do with it, and that concluded to the bruise that was on her arm. He was going to hit her again, but she had kissed him to stop. That led to where they were now. Plus, he was being an ass for not sharing the blanket, and letting his own girlfriend's naked body be exposed to any walking bystanders.
Kit sighed. They were in a car. Kit thought Adam was out of his mind. In a car?! In the park?! However, that was Adam. He wants what he wants when he wants it. And there was nothing that Kit can do to stop it -- nothing. She was too scared to do anything. Even Jay, his own best friend, was too scared to do anything.
"Adam? Honey, aren't we suppose to be at the hotel? When does the plane leave?" Kit asked Adam. He shot up instantly, panting.
"Oh shit," Adam muttered. "I forgot about that. Why didn't you say anything earlier?"
"I didn't know, I guessed!" she said.
"Don't raise your voice with me," he said, grabbing his clothes and hurriedly put them on. He snatched the jacket Kit had and put it on. Kit was going to grab the blanket, but he grabbed that also and put it in the trunk.
"But I don't have a jacket," she said. "I'm shivering, and it's so cold." She rubbed her hands together.
"Well, you deserve it," he said, starting the car. He turned towards her. "Don't you EVER make us late again. Why did you want to have sex with me anyway? What is up with you?"
"ME?" she shot back. "I didn't want any of this.. you--"
"Yeah, blame it on me," he hissed.
"That's because it was --" she started before he hit her on the shoulder on the other side, and she can feel another bruise coming.
"Now who's fault is this?" he asked.
"Mine," she said.
"Who?"
"Mine. I wanted all this, and it's all my fault. I'm sorry," she said.
"That's what I thought," he said as he stepped on the gas.
"Kit, hi baby," Adam said, hugging her girlfriend. He hadn't seen her for a month or two, but he surely kept busy without her.
"Hi, Adam," she greeted, hugging back. Her blonde hair was tied up in a pony tail, and she had a pair of sweats and tank top on. She looked like a normal-next door girl, but she was certainly pretty when she dressed up. Her blue eyes shone as Adam stepped back to study his girlfriend.
"How you doing lately?" Adam asked, still clutching her shoulder.
"Oh, I'm good and you?" she asked as he put his arm around her and began to walk out of the airport.
"Oh, I'm good too," he said, grinning. They brushed by a bunch of people in the airport, and people were running by so they won't miss their flight. "You're late though."
"I know, I'm sorry," she said apolegetically. "I heard wrong, I guess."
"Next time, don't do that," Adam said. "You can really get lost in this airport. You know how huge New York is?"
"Yeah," she replied. Adam made her sound extremely dumb, saying things she already knew, but she didn't want to piss him off. That was the last thing she wanted him to be in.
When Adam approached his idea of her being in the WWF, she had hesitated a bit. She rather stay home, without Adam. Even though they would be in the public, Adam wasn't afraid to do anything to her. He made her feel like slave -- someone he can do anything to. She seemed like more of an object to him.
"Aren't you glad that you get to travel with me now?" Adam asked, grinning.
"Yep," she said, trying her best not to sound so sarcastic. "I love it." She sighed as he put his arm around her and pulled her closer to him. "Where's Jay?"
"He's at the hotel, just waiting," he replied. "I have a surprise first. I haven't seen you for months, so a surprise may be good."
***
Kit woke up and trembled as the cold air hit her. She pulled the blanket up to her, but Adam, who was sleeping next to her, pulled it back -- all of it. She was now, laying on another blanket, naked. She grabbed her clothes and quickly put them on, using Adam's jacket as a blanket. It wasn't helping much, but something is better than nothing.
"Adam, can I have a part of the blanket?" Kit asked. He groaned and stirred, then fell back asleep. "Damn." She sighed and snuggled into Adam's leather jacket.
Kit hissed when she accidently put all her weight on her shoulder. She can already see it -- a big, manky bruise was making its way out. Adam's "surprise" was worser than she thought. She didn't want anything to do with it, and that concluded to the bruise that was on her arm. He was going to hit her again, but she had kissed him to stop. That led to where they were now. Plus, he was being an ass for not sharing the blanket, and letting his own girlfriend's naked body be exposed to any walking bystanders.
Kit sighed. They were in a car. Kit thought Adam was out of his mind. In a car?! In the park?! However, that was Adam. He wants what he wants when he wants it. And there was nothing that Kit can do to stop it -- nothing. She was too scared to do anything. Even Jay, his own best friend, was too scared to do anything.
"Adam? Honey, aren't we suppose to be at the hotel? When does the plane leave?" Kit asked Adam. He shot up instantly, panting.
"Oh shit," Adam muttered. "I forgot about that. Why didn't you say anything earlier?"
"I didn't know, I guessed!" she said.
"Don't raise your voice with me," he said, grabbing his clothes and hurriedly put them on. He snatched the jacket Kit had and put it on. Kit was going to grab the blanket, but he grabbed that also and put it in the trunk.
"But I don't have a jacket," she said. "I'm shivering, and it's so cold." She rubbed her hands together.
"Well, you deserve it," he said, starting the car. He turned towards her. "Don't you EVER make us late again. Why did you want to have sex with me anyway? What is up with you?"
"ME?" she shot back. "I didn't want any of this.. you--"
"Yeah, blame it on me," he hissed.
"That's because it was --" she started before he hit her on the shoulder on the other side, and she can feel another bruise coming.
"Now who's fault is this?" he asked.
"Mine," she said.
"Who?"
"Mine. I wanted all this, and it's all my fault. I'm sorry," she said.
"That's what I thought," he said as he stepped on the gas.