THE ANIMAL:- BY NAME OR NATURE?
By Kirsty Gooch.
Chapter 2: REALISATION.
(Thoughts shown in Italic)
DISCLAIMER:
Again, I don't own Batista, the WWE do, I would like to, I own Kirsty and the Idea.
The following day:
Dave looked at himself in the mirror. He sighed. 'You've never lost it like that, why lose it now? Surely you DO believe her, don't you? She doesn't know how to hurt you like that! Come on Dave, please she is your girlfriend. She loves you, she wanted a child with you, because she loves you, and she wants to be with you, you left your wife for her, and you treated her like that. Don't forget, her father treated her the way that you have treated her. You stupid git!'
His face glared back at him in the mirror. He punched the mirror, shattering it to hundreds of pieces. Kirsty sat bolt up right in bed. Dave looked over to her. "Don't worry, I'll sort it." He said in a sympathetic tone. Kirsty brushed her hair away from her face, and walked over. She took her hand to his hand. "Let me look at that will you?" she said. She took the towel and wrapped it.
'What have you don't to deserve this girl. She loves you, and is doing this. Helping you, and you hit her. Yet again, you have hurt her, just like you promised that you wouldn't do! How can she still stand there, and take it. It's not fair, you promised her that you would love her, protect her, and not hurt her, and yet you do.'
Dave looked at her, "I'll tidy it up, you go back to bed." Dave said, he raised his hand, she flinched. He dropped his hand. "Thank you." Dave said, Kirsty weakly smiled and turned around. Dave started to pick up the pieces of glass. He looked at it, what he was something he didn't know.
'Who are you? What are you? What have you done with Dave, where is he I want him back.'
Dave had cleared up all the glass. He slowly walked towards the bed, he sat at the edge of the bed. "Kirsty? Are you awake?" He asked gently. He felt her feet move, she sat up. "I haven't been asleep at all." She quietly said. Dave looked at her, her bruise was still prominent , he sighed, he gently placed his hand on her cheek. He traced the out line of the bruise. "How could you do it Dave?" Kirsty asked.
'How could you do it Dave? How could you hit her, you had got close to it before, but why did you hit her, why couldn't you control yourself?'
Dave had dropped his hand and was looking at the floor. "Dave?" Kirsty asked, she got up to her knees and gently placed her hands on his face. "Dave?" She said again, pulling his head towards her. Dave's eyes were moist. His brown eyes met her green eyes, her now dull green eyes. "I wished that I could answer that! But I don't know. I wished that I could give you and answer. I wished that I could make it all better, but I can't. I broke my promise to you. I can't live like this. I can't let our little child live in this world not like this. I'm gonna go, sort my head out for a while." Dave said. "I love you Kirsty, but I cant put our child through what you went through." Dave said. He kissed Kirsty's lips and walked away.
'I have to, I have to leave, I can't let her live through this. I love her too much'
Dave took a rather large sports bag, and walked over to the wardrobe, he packed. Kirsty sat on the edge of the bed, watching him, thinking to herself. She never made a sound. As Dave packed he wondered what he was doing.
He turned around and looked at her. She tucked her hair behind her ear. "When will you be back?" Kirsty asked, playing with her fingers. Dave sighed, his hand took hers. "I don't know. I really can't answer that!" He said. She nodded. He kissed the top of her head. She closed her eyes, drew in her breath, savoring the smell of his after shave."I love you." She said. He got up and looked back at her. He picked up the bag, and then walked away.
Dave shut the door, his slowly walked down the stairs, opened the front door and walked through.
'Why didn't she try to stop me?'
