He looked at me. Then, he put his drink down. "You sure?"
"Yes, I am. It's what's best for Matt, isn't it?"
"It is, it is." He said. "It is. And, don't worry about Jeff. I'll talk to him. We were raised the same way. He'll understand."
"Jeff." I said. I had totally forgotten about what he'd say.
"I'll talk to him, it'll be all right." He took a sip of his drink. "I think now it would be best if we don't tell anyone. I know you're going to want to tell Paul and Stephanie."
"Paul knows it's in considering. Stephanie knows it's going to happen." I said.
"Ok, that's the way it should stay." Matt replied.
"So, this is it. We're getting married?"
"We're getting married."
The smiles were too big to hide. We were both in this for Matthew, that's what it was all about. I mean, we were doing the right thing, right? Of course we were. And, no one, at that time, could talk us out of it. I would become a Hardy, but it wouldn't be Jeff that would give me that name.
After drinks, Matt and I went back to the hotel to get our son. Matt knocked on Adam and Jay's door, Adam answered. We walked in. Jay was laying on his bed, Matthew was on his chest. Both of them were sleeping. It was so adorable. Adam got back in his bed. The lights were off, the only light was from the TV. Adam was in sweat pants, no shirt, he was tired.
"Thanks." I said going to get my son.
"No problem. You know he loves it." Adam replied.
"When he wakes up, tell him we said thank you." Matt said.
"You got it." Matt walked me to my room. He took Matt from me.
"I'll take him." He said.
"Again?"
"Yeah, all of his things are in my room." He replied.
"All right." I said.
Then, Matt went in and kissed me. And, I didn't do a damn thing to stop him. I hadn't been kissed in a year, and Matt was so good at it. Very good at it actually. I watched him walk away and then I slipped into my room. I smiled widely and fell onto my bed. I couldn't sleep. A mix of excitement about getting married and Matt's kiss kept me up for most of the night.
At around ten that morning, the phone rang. I rolled over and answered it, "who the hell is this and what the hell do you want?"
"Not a morning person, have to get used to that." Matt said.
"You should know that." I replied.
"I do. Anyway, I wanted to know if you wanted to go ring shopping. I have money with me now, and time, and I can say this, both won't last long."
I laughed a little. "I know what you mean. Sure, give me ten minutes. Where are you taking Matt?"
"I called Jay, he'll take him."
"What did you tell him?"
"I told him that we were going out for a little. He doesn't care."
"Yeah, he wouldn't." I said. "He loves taking that kid."
"So, ten minutes? I'll be at your door."
"Right."
And we hung up. Ring shopping. It was all too serial. I remember when I first came here I had to get my birthstone ring fixed, and there I looked at engagement rings. Never once did I think I'd own one this soon. I looked down at my bare hand and realized that after today, it wouldn't be bare anymore.
After I got out of the shower, as I was putting my shoes on, there was a knock. I knew it was Matt. I got up, with one shoe, and opened the door. He smiled and walked in. I put my other shoes on. We weren't dressed like we were going some place special. I was in ripped jeans and a Trash and Vaudeville shirt, it's a clothing store in New York City. It's not your conventual clothing store, it reeked of Team Xtreme. Anyway, Matt too was in jeans and a T-shirt.
"Jay's got Matt." Matt said. "Didn't mind in the least."
"Of course he wouldn't." I smiled.
"Lets go get a ring."
I nodded. It was weird going shopping for a ring, with Matt. It was weird because I had envisioned myself doing this with Jeff. Now, I was doing it with his brother. At one store, I saw the same make and model of the ring I liked when I had my ring fixed. Matt noticed my interest in it.
"Want that one?" He asked. I nodded. "Can we try this one on?"
The lady came over. "I don't think you'll like that."
I caught on right away. "Yes, we would." Matt said. "We want to try it on."
She let out one of those sighs and took it out. "It's a very expensive white gold with diamonds ranging from 14K to 18K."
"Can she try it on?" Matt asked
"I really don't think you would like this one."
I took the ring from her hand. "I'm trying this on." I put it on and it fit.
"Looks great." Matt said. He rested his head on my shoulder. "Looks good on you." He went back to the lady. "We'll take it."
"You sure?" She asked.
"What's your name?" I asked her.
"Lucy."
"Well, Lucy, my name is Destiny Diaz and that's Matt Hardy. You know who we are? Of course not, you wouldn't. We're pro-wrestlers. Yeah, for the WWF. Anyway, we're buying this ring." I was such a bitch about it. "Since when were you the Goddess of jewelry. Do not assume that we do not have the money, because we do. So, take your ugly self over to the register and ring this up!"
She didn't say anything. She took the ring and rung it up. Matt looked at me. "Well, you settled that one."
I smiled. "Leave it to me."
She handed us the ring and we left. I put the ring on and couldn't stop looking at it. Matt put his arm around me. We went to the food court to get something to eat. There, we started talking about this whole thing.
"How long do we wait? To tell everyone I mean." I asked.
"I want to talk to Jeff first." Matt said. "After, then I don't care who you tell."
"All right." I replied. "When are we going to do this?"
"I don't know. Spring, maybe summer. We'd have to talk to Vince, tell him."
"Right. Planning's going to rough." I took a sip of my Snapple. "We'll do this."
"Of course we will."
We left the mall after we ate. I told Matt I wanted to take Matthew, so Matt got his things for me and I got my son. Jay answered the door, Adam was out. Matthew was on the bed, crawling around.
"Thanks, again." I said. I picked him up.
"Wait." He took him and put him down. "Matt, come here. Come to mommy."
I looked as my son started walking to me, without holding onto anything. I started to scream. "Oh my God! Jay! Get Matt! Get Matt in here!" Jay ran and got Matt.
"What, what's wrong?" Matt asked.
"Look!" I said.
"He's walking!"
We gave our son a big hug. Jay walked by and did a double take. I think he noticed my ring. But, he didn't say anything about it. He patted Matthew's head. "He was doing it before. I had to tell you."
"My baby boy's walking." I smiled.
Matt and I thanked Jay again before leaving. I was taking Matthew this time. Matt walked me to my door. I turned and faced him, with a smile on my face.
"I'm going to talk to Jeff." He said. My smile faded. "Don't worry, it's going to be all right. Ok?" I nodded.
I went in my room and put Matthew down. There was plenty to worry about. Jeff wasn't talking to me because I slept with his brother, now I was going to marry him. I didn't want Matt to take the chance in losing his relationship with Jeff...again. I was in a daze. My son was walking in between the two beds, going from one bed to another. I turned my head for one-second and I heard Matt cry. He had fallen and cut his arm. Naturally, I freaked. So, I brought him to the only place I knew, Paul's. Stephanie opened the door.
"He cut his arm." I told her.
"Aww, poor baby." She took him and I walked in. Paul was sitting down at the desk writing something.
"Hey baby girl." He said.
"Hey daddy." I replied.
"He'll be fine." He told me.
"I know, I'm just really stressed out." I said. He came over to me and I put my hand behind my back.
"He's fine." Stephanie said. She came out with Matt and he had a Band-Aid. I reached out to get him.
"Destiny, what is that on your finger?" Paul asked me.
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
"You damn well know what I'm talking about." He answered. "Stephanie, take Matt and go away."
"Sure, hunny." Stephanie said. She took him and left.
"Please tell me that this is just some ring you found laying around." He said.
"It's not." I told him. "Matt and I are getting married."
"Jesus Christ, Destiny. What the hells wrong with you?"
"What are you talking about? This is in the best interest of Matthew. At least now he'll have a family."
"He has one. He's got both of his parents here plus all of the other superstars." Paul told me. "You're making a mistake. You're not doing this. I forbid it."
"Who are you to tell me what to do!" I yelled.
"You are a 24 year old wrestler. You do not need this."
"You're right, I am 24 years old. I am old enough to make my own decisions. You are not my father!"
That shut Paul up for a little. He walked closer to me. "Don't you ever say that! I am more of a father than your real father ever was!"
"You may be a father figure, but you are not my father. And you will not tell me what to do!" I got up in his face.
"That's bullshit, Destiny, and you know it. I know more about you than your birth father did. Don't give me that shit! I can't believe you would go behind my back like that. I thought I knew you better than that!"
"Well, you were wrong. You don't know me at all!" I screamed.
"That's where you're wrong." He backed me up against the wall. "I know you, I know you inside out. And, I know that this is a mistake, on you will regret for the rest of your life. You made the mistake one year ago when you slept with him. Marrying Matt Hardy isn't going to solve anything, and you know it." He talked firmly, but he didn't yell. You could tell he was angry. Well, duh.
"Do not tell me what to do! I'm not your daughter! Matthew was the best thing that ever happened to me. Having my son and marrying Matt are the only things that have ever made sense in my life! At least I know how to care about my kids. I don't see you so quick to help yours out." I looked him straight in the eyes. "You are nothing but a coward. I pity your children, if you can even get to that point. You are nothing but a small boy, you're not even a man. You're a scared little boy."
He turned from me and I thought I had this won. He then turned around and pushed me into the wall twice, and Paul's a very big guy. "You listen to me and you listen good! Whether you like it or not, I am your father! I don't want you making the biggest mistake of your life! If you walk out this door, and marry Matt, you will never see me again. I will be gone faster than you can say daddy. No daughter of mine would do this. Get the hell out of my room, I don't want to see you."
I left the room quickly. It all didn't hit me at first. I wrote a note to Stephanie and tapped it to my door. In it, I told her to leave Matthew with Jay for a while. When I closed the door behind me, I sat on the chair on the balcony. Then, it all hit me and I broke down. I started hysterically crying. So bad, that I couldn't breath. And, when I say I couldn't breath I don't mean I was gasping for air, I mean I really couldn't breath. I tried to stand up to get in the room and I just hit the balcony floor. It hurt my knees, pretty bad, but I couldn't move.
I was out there for a while, and I was hysterical the whole time. I was slowly fading away. Matt banged on the door, yelling in for me. But, I couldn't get up. I didn't want anyone to know about what happened with Paul. Matt continued to bang on the door. Then, I heard Stephanie yell, "where's Paul?". Matt then told Stephanie to wait at the door, and he left. Next thing I knew, he was in my room.
"Oh, shit! Destiny!" He yelled. "Stephanie!" I was laying on the balcony floor, nearly out of it, and it was getting chilly out. "Des, hunny, stay with me. I need you to calm down and breath."
"Oh, my God!" Stephanie cried. "And, I can't find Paul anywhere."
Matt picked me up and put me on the bed. Stephanie put cold washcloths on my face and body. I did eventually calm down. But, I wouldn't talk about anything. I just laid there, and Matt rubbed my back. I didn't want anyone to know that Paul got extremely pissed at me and disowned me. Even though I deserved everything that came to me.
"Destiny, what happened?" Matt asked again, for the millionth time. I just shook my head.
"Oh, no." Stephanie said. She had put two and two together. "No, no, no."
"No what?" Matt asked.
"Nothing. Could I have a few minutes alone with Destiny? Jay has Matthew, go there." She told him. Matt left. "Lets see, you're in horrible shape and Paul's missing. I can't believe he'd do this. What did he say? What did he do?"
"He hates me." I said, starting to cry again.
"No, he doesn't." She told me. "I'll talk to him, it'll be all right. This marriage thing is weird for everyone. He has to get used to it." I nodded. "Don't worry, Destiny. It's going to be all right." Stephanie lifted my shirt up so she could put the cold washcloths on there. "Oh, my God. Destiny, I'm afraid to ask but, what happened to your back? Why are you all bruised?"
"How bad?"
"Bad." She answered. "No, he didn't. Did he hurt you? I swear to God, I will beat this man." As she was saying that, Matt came in.
"Who hurt you?" He asked. "Destiny, who hurt you?" He paused. "I'll find that ass hole."
And he was gone. Stephanie took Matt and called Jay's room. She explained something had happened and she really need him to watch Matthew, maybe even overnight. Jay came down and was happy to watch him. He knew something was wrong, but knew better to not ask.
She kept me calm and stayed with me. I wouldn't let her leave. I deserved it, the things I said were cruel and harsh. It was like a young daughter running off to get married when her father knew she wasn't ready. And, like most who are in their late teens and early twenties, they don't want to hear it from anyone. I wasn't exactly in my early twenties, but I was acting like that. He was right, like always.
Matt returned, unharmed. He didn't say anything to me at first. He just walked back and forth, muttering cusses and things under his breath. Stephanie looked scared. This was, after all, the love of her life.
"I don't know where the hell he is." Matt said. "He's lucky too."
"Matt, I know you're very angry right now, and you have every right to be. But please, don't do anything to Paul. Let me talk to him, he'll listen to me. You're not in the right mind set to be dealing with this. Please, don't go after him."
"Do you see what he did to Destiny?"
"I know, I can't believe it either. But, he's not exactly very happy with this whole marriage thing, and that involves you too. He'll more than likely go off on you, and you are not a girl, think of what he could do to you."
Matt thought about it. "Fine, I'll hang low."
"Thank you." She said. "Your son's with Jay."
"Thought so."
"You need to chill out. Why don't you take the car out and just leave? Cool off for a while. Then, go to the arena and use the energy in the ring." Stephanie suggested. She got up and pushed Matt to the door. "You need it. I'll see you are the arena." And she closed the door.
"Stephanie." I said. "Could you do me a favor?"
"Anything." She said.
"Could you please talk to your father and get me out of the tag match with Chris tonight? I can't get in the ring, I can't."
"Leave it all to me." She said. "Lay down."
There was no way I could fight tonight. And, my back was so sore RAW would be hell. I had to suck it up, RAW and Smackdown would be painful, but I had to do it. Being in the ring was my therapy, it was the only place I felt good in, natural in. And, I knew when I would get into the ring, the pain wouldn't be so strong, the emotions of what I had just went through would be used as fuel, I would be focused and I'd be ready.
"Yes, I am. It's what's best for Matt, isn't it?"
"It is, it is." He said. "It is. And, don't worry about Jeff. I'll talk to him. We were raised the same way. He'll understand."
"Jeff." I said. I had totally forgotten about what he'd say.
"I'll talk to him, it'll be all right." He took a sip of his drink. "I think now it would be best if we don't tell anyone. I know you're going to want to tell Paul and Stephanie."
"Paul knows it's in considering. Stephanie knows it's going to happen." I said.
"Ok, that's the way it should stay." Matt replied.
"So, this is it. We're getting married?"
"We're getting married."
The smiles were too big to hide. We were both in this for Matthew, that's what it was all about. I mean, we were doing the right thing, right? Of course we were. And, no one, at that time, could talk us out of it. I would become a Hardy, but it wouldn't be Jeff that would give me that name.
After drinks, Matt and I went back to the hotel to get our son. Matt knocked on Adam and Jay's door, Adam answered. We walked in. Jay was laying on his bed, Matthew was on his chest. Both of them were sleeping. It was so adorable. Adam got back in his bed. The lights were off, the only light was from the TV. Adam was in sweat pants, no shirt, he was tired.
"Thanks." I said going to get my son.
"No problem. You know he loves it." Adam replied.
"When he wakes up, tell him we said thank you." Matt said.
"You got it." Matt walked me to my room. He took Matt from me.
"I'll take him." He said.
"Again?"
"Yeah, all of his things are in my room." He replied.
"All right." I said.
Then, Matt went in and kissed me. And, I didn't do a damn thing to stop him. I hadn't been kissed in a year, and Matt was so good at it. Very good at it actually. I watched him walk away and then I slipped into my room. I smiled widely and fell onto my bed. I couldn't sleep. A mix of excitement about getting married and Matt's kiss kept me up for most of the night.
At around ten that morning, the phone rang. I rolled over and answered it, "who the hell is this and what the hell do you want?"
"Not a morning person, have to get used to that." Matt said.
"You should know that." I replied.
"I do. Anyway, I wanted to know if you wanted to go ring shopping. I have money with me now, and time, and I can say this, both won't last long."
I laughed a little. "I know what you mean. Sure, give me ten minutes. Where are you taking Matt?"
"I called Jay, he'll take him."
"What did you tell him?"
"I told him that we were going out for a little. He doesn't care."
"Yeah, he wouldn't." I said. "He loves taking that kid."
"So, ten minutes? I'll be at your door."
"Right."
And we hung up. Ring shopping. It was all too serial. I remember when I first came here I had to get my birthstone ring fixed, and there I looked at engagement rings. Never once did I think I'd own one this soon. I looked down at my bare hand and realized that after today, it wouldn't be bare anymore.
After I got out of the shower, as I was putting my shoes on, there was a knock. I knew it was Matt. I got up, with one shoe, and opened the door. He smiled and walked in. I put my other shoes on. We weren't dressed like we were going some place special. I was in ripped jeans and a Trash and Vaudeville shirt, it's a clothing store in New York City. It's not your conventual clothing store, it reeked of Team Xtreme. Anyway, Matt too was in jeans and a T-shirt.
"Jay's got Matt." Matt said. "Didn't mind in the least."
"Of course he wouldn't." I smiled.
"Lets go get a ring."
I nodded. It was weird going shopping for a ring, with Matt. It was weird because I had envisioned myself doing this with Jeff. Now, I was doing it with his brother. At one store, I saw the same make and model of the ring I liked when I had my ring fixed. Matt noticed my interest in it.
"Want that one?" He asked. I nodded. "Can we try this one on?"
The lady came over. "I don't think you'll like that."
I caught on right away. "Yes, we would." Matt said. "We want to try it on."
She let out one of those sighs and took it out. "It's a very expensive white gold with diamonds ranging from 14K to 18K."
"Can she try it on?" Matt asked
"I really don't think you would like this one."
I took the ring from her hand. "I'm trying this on." I put it on and it fit.
"Looks great." Matt said. He rested his head on my shoulder. "Looks good on you." He went back to the lady. "We'll take it."
"You sure?" She asked.
"What's your name?" I asked her.
"Lucy."
"Well, Lucy, my name is Destiny Diaz and that's Matt Hardy. You know who we are? Of course not, you wouldn't. We're pro-wrestlers. Yeah, for the WWF. Anyway, we're buying this ring." I was such a bitch about it. "Since when were you the Goddess of jewelry. Do not assume that we do not have the money, because we do. So, take your ugly self over to the register and ring this up!"
She didn't say anything. She took the ring and rung it up. Matt looked at me. "Well, you settled that one."
I smiled. "Leave it to me."
She handed us the ring and we left. I put the ring on and couldn't stop looking at it. Matt put his arm around me. We went to the food court to get something to eat. There, we started talking about this whole thing.
"How long do we wait? To tell everyone I mean." I asked.
"I want to talk to Jeff first." Matt said. "After, then I don't care who you tell."
"All right." I replied. "When are we going to do this?"
"I don't know. Spring, maybe summer. We'd have to talk to Vince, tell him."
"Right. Planning's going to rough." I took a sip of my Snapple. "We'll do this."
"Of course we will."
We left the mall after we ate. I told Matt I wanted to take Matthew, so Matt got his things for me and I got my son. Jay answered the door, Adam was out. Matthew was on the bed, crawling around.
"Thanks, again." I said. I picked him up.
"Wait." He took him and put him down. "Matt, come here. Come to mommy."
I looked as my son started walking to me, without holding onto anything. I started to scream. "Oh my God! Jay! Get Matt! Get Matt in here!" Jay ran and got Matt.
"What, what's wrong?" Matt asked.
"Look!" I said.
"He's walking!"
We gave our son a big hug. Jay walked by and did a double take. I think he noticed my ring. But, he didn't say anything about it. He patted Matthew's head. "He was doing it before. I had to tell you."
"My baby boy's walking." I smiled.
Matt and I thanked Jay again before leaving. I was taking Matthew this time. Matt walked me to my door. I turned and faced him, with a smile on my face.
"I'm going to talk to Jeff." He said. My smile faded. "Don't worry, it's going to be all right. Ok?" I nodded.
I went in my room and put Matthew down. There was plenty to worry about. Jeff wasn't talking to me because I slept with his brother, now I was going to marry him. I didn't want Matt to take the chance in losing his relationship with Jeff...again. I was in a daze. My son was walking in between the two beds, going from one bed to another. I turned my head for one-second and I heard Matt cry. He had fallen and cut his arm. Naturally, I freaked. So, I brought him to the only place I knew, Paul's. Stephanie opened the door.
"He cut his arm." I told her.
"Aww, poor baby." She took him and I walked in. Paul was sitting down at the desk writing something.
"Hey baby girl." He said.
"Hey daddy." I replied.
"He'll be fine." He told me.
"I know, I'm just really stressed out." I said. He came over to me and I put my hand behind my back.
"He's fine." Stephanie said. She came out with Matt and he had a Band-Aid. I reached out to get him.
"Destiny, what is that on your finger?" Paul asked me.
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
"You damn well know what I'm talking about." He answered. "Stephanie, take Matt and go away."
"Sure, hunny." Stephanie said. She took him and left.
"Please tell me that this is just some ring you found laying around." He said.
"It's not." I told him. "Matt and I are getting married."
"Jesus Christ, Destiny. What the hells wrong with you?"
"What are you talking about? This is in the best interest of Matthew. At least now he'll have a family."
"He has one. He's got both of his parents here plus all of the other superstars." Paul told me. "You're making a mistake. You're not doing this. I forbid it."
"Who are you to tell me what to do!" I yelled.
"You are a 24 year old wrestler. You do not need this."
"You're right, I am 24 years old. I am old enough to make my own decisions. You are not my father!"
That shut Paul up for a little. He walked closer to me. "Don't you ever say that! I am more of a father than your real father ever was!"
"You may be a father figure, but you are not my father. And you will not tell me what to do!" I got up in his face.
"That's bullshit, Destiny, and you know it. I know more about you than your birth father did. Don't give me that shit! I can't believe you would go behind my back like that. I thought I knew you better than that!"
"Well, you were wrong. You don't know me at all!" I screamed.
"That's where you're wrong." He backed me up against the wall. "I know you, I know you inside out. And, I know that this is a mistake, on you will regret for the rest of your life. You made the mistake one year ago when you slept with him. Marrying Matt Hardy isn't going to solve anything, and you know it." He talked firmly, but he didn't yell. You could tell he was angry. Well, duh.
"Do not tell me what to do! I'm not your daughter! Matthew was the best thing that ever happened to me. Having my son and marrying Matt are the only things that have ever made sense in my life! At least I know how to care about my kids. I don't see you so quick to help yours out." I looked him straight in the eyes. "You are nothing but a coward. I pity your children, if you can even get to that point. You are nothing but a small boy, you're not even a man. You're a scared little boy."
He turned from me and I thought I had this won. He then turned around and pushed me into the wall twice, and Paul's a very big guy. "You listen to me and you listen good! Whether you like it or not, I am your father! I don't want you making the biggest mistake of your life! If you walk out this door, and marry Matt, you will never see me again. I will be gone faster than you can say daddy. No daughter of mine would do this. Get the hell out of my room, I don't want to see you."
I left the room quickly. It all didn't hit me at first. I wrote a note to Stephanie and tapped it to my door. In it, I told her to leave Matthew with Jay for a while. When I closed the door behind me, I sat on the chair on the balcony. Then, it all hit me and I broke down. I started hysterically crying. So bad, that I couldn't breath. And, when I say I couldn't breath I don't mean I was gasping for air, I mean I really couldn't breath. I tried to stand up to get in the room and I just hit the balcony floor. It hurt my knees, pretty bad, but I couldn't move.
I was out there for a while, and I was hysterical the whole time. I was slowly fading away. Matt banged on the door, yelling in for me. But, I couldn't get up. I didn't want anyone to know about what happened with Paul. Matt continued to bang on the door. Then, I heard Stephanie yell, "where's Paul?". Matt then told Stephanie to wait at the door, and he left. Next thing I knew, he was in my room.
"Oh, shit! Destiny!" He yelled. "Stephanie!" I was laying on the balcony floor, nearly out of it, and it was getting chilly out. "Des, hunny, stay with me. I need you to calm down and breath."
"Oh, my God!" Stephanie cried. "And, I can't find Paul anywhere."
Matt picked me up and put me on the bed. Stephanie put cold washcloths on my face and body. I did eventually calm down. But, I wouldn't talk about anything. I just laid there, and Matt rubbed my back. I didn't want anyone to know that Paul got extremely pissed at me and disowned me. Even though I deserved everything that came to me.
"Destiny, what happened?" Matt asked again, for the millionth time. I just shook my head.
"Oh, no." Stephanie said. She had put two and two together. "No, no, no."
"No what?" Matt asked.
"Nothing. Could I have a few minutes alone with Destiny? Jay has Matthew, go there." She told him. Matt left. "Lets see, you're in horrible shape and Paul's missing. I can't believe he'd do this. What did he say? What did he do?"
"He hates me." I said, starting to cry again.
"No, he doesn't." She told me. "I'll talk to him, it'll be all right. This marriage thing is weird for everyone. He has to get used to it." I nodded. "Don't worry, Destiny. It's going to be all right." Stephanie lifted my shirt up so she could put the cold washcloths on there. "Oh, my God. Destiny, I'm afraid to ask but, what happened to your back? Why are you all bruised?"
"How bad?"
"Bad." She answered. "No, he didn't. Did he hurt you? I swear to God, I will beat this man." As she was saying that, Matt came in.
"Who hurt you?" He asked. "Destiny, who hurt you?" He paused. "I'll find that ass hole."
And he was gone. Stephanie took Matt and called Jay's room. She explained something had happened and she really need him to watch Matthew, maybe even overnight. Jay came down and was happy to watch him. He knew something was wrong, but knew better to not ask.
She kept me calm and stayed with me. I wouldn't let her leave. I deserved it, the things I said were cruel and harsh. It was like a young daughter running off to get married when her father knew she wasn't ready. And, like most who are in their late teens and early twenties, they don't want to hear it from anyone. I wasn't exactly in my early twenties, but I was acting like that. He was right, like always.
Matt returned, unharmed. He didn't say anything to me at first. He just walked back and forth, muttering cusses and things under his breath. Stephanie looked scared. This was, after all, the love of her life.
"I don't know where the hell he is." Matt said. "He's lucky too."
"Matt, I know you're very angry right now, and you have every right to be. But please, don't do anything to Paul. Let me talk to him, he'll listen to me. You're not in the right mind set to be dealing with this. Please, don't go after him."
"Do you see what he did to Destiny?"
"I know, I can't believe it either. But, he's not exactly very happy with this whole marriage thing, and that involves you too. He'll more than likely go off on you, and you are not a girl, think of what he could do to you."
Matt thought about it. "Fine, I'll hang low."
"Thank you." She said. "Your son's with Jay."
"Thought so."
"You need to chill out. Why don't you take the car out and just leave? Cool off for a while. Then, go to the arena and use the energy in the ring." Stephanie suggested. She got up and pushed Matt to the door. "You need it. I'll see you are the arena." And she closed the door.
"Stephanie." I said. "Could you do me a favor?"
"Anything." She said.
"Could you please talk to your father and get me out of the tag match with Chris tonight? I can't get in the ring, I can't."
"Leave it all to me." She said. "Lay down."
There was no way I could fight tonight. And, my back was so sore RAW would be hell. I had to suck it up, RAW and Smackdown would be painful, but I had to do it. Being in the ring was my therapy, it was the only place I felt good in, natural in. And, I knew when I would get into the ring, the pain wouldn't be so strong, the emotions of what I had just went through would be used as fuel, I would be focused and I'd be ready.