Chapter Seventy-Eight: Dave's P.O.V.

"What the hell is going on!"

Jessie and I looked to see Adam standing in front of the door.

"Shit," I muttered to myself as we covered up with the sheets.

"Adam…I…I can explain," Jessie stammered, tears forming in her eyes once again.

"How could you do this?" he questioned, softly. "Especially with him. He hurt you so much and now I come back and find you in bed with him."

"I'm sorry, Adam, but I couldn't continue going on like we were."

"What was wrong with how we were?"

"I…I still have feelings for Dave."

"Obviously. You were just fucking him!"

"Don't yell at her," I told him. "This wasn't her fault. I made the first move."

"It doesn't matter. She went along with it so it's just as equally her fault as it is yours, so don't give me that bullshit, Batista," he replied, running a hand through his long hair.

"I'm not bullshitting you. If I hadn't kissed her, we wouldn't be in this situation right now."

"Both of you! Stop!" Jessie cried, before looking to Adam. "I do love you, Adam, but as a friend. You have always been more of a brother figure to me, always looking out for me and supporting me through everything. But Dave, he doesn't treat me like his little sister. He treats me like his girlfriend, like a beautiful woman. Can't you see that the way he treats me makes me happy?"

"Yeah, you were really happy the night of Wrestlemania, weren't you? The way I remember it, you were down at gorilla position, crying your eyes out because this jackass was using you for sex."

"But he wasn't, Adam. It was a lie made up by Paul and Flair to break us up. They knew we could get over the stupid schemes that we had so they had to add something to it to make it so we couldn't trust each other. Just like Ric told Dave that I was cheating on him with John. You know I wasn't doing that."

"How do I know that? You weren't talking to me when you were with him. I don't know that you weren't cheating on him with John."

"But you know me, Adam. You know I would never do that," Jessie said, continuing to cry.

"You say that and yet you're in here cheating on me with your ex-boyfriend. I don't know you anymore. The Jessie I knew would never even think of doing something like this."

"That's the thing, I didn't think about this. I didn't have to. I'm sorry, but my heart is with Dave and it always will be. But I never meant to hurt you. Please, believe me when I say that."

"I don't know if I can. But I do want you to know something, Jess. I will always love you, whether you are with Dave or not. And if all we can be is friends…then so be it. But excuse me when I say that I won't be able to be around you for quite a while. And until I come back to you, as a friend, I want you to have this," he said, walking towards her.

She looked at him, puzzled as he pulled a small velvet box out of his pocket and placed it in her hand. "I was saving it for later, but since I know how you really feel I thought I might as well give it to you now," he told her and exited the room as quietly as he came in.

Jessie closed her eyes and opened the box. Inside it was a diamond engagement ring. "How beautiful is it?" she asked, her eyes still shut.

"Not nearly as beautiful as you," I replied taking it out of her hands and setting it on the nightstand. "I'm sorry that this happened. I can't imagine how guilty you're feeling right now."

"It's a bittersweet feeling," she replied, finally opening her emerald green eyes. "I get you back and I lose Adam…again."

"He said he'd still be your friend. But you had to get your feelings out in the open. You couldn't keep leading him on like that. That would hurt him more than this," I told her, wrapping my arms around her waist.

She nodded. "I know."

We were silent for awhile as she laid in my arms. "I'm glad that you're with me again, Dave. I don't think I could've gone much longer without you."

"I know how you feel. But let's stop thinking about the past and start thinking about the future. OUR future."