(Chapter 10)
Maria held her breathe and grabbed on to David's arm tightly as she stared in the cold green eyes of the 6'6", 300 pound man of muscle standing before them. She turned her head slightly to see the blonde woman standing next to him. She looked as if she'd come straight off the cover of Playboy. She saw the way the woman was looking at David, through half closed eyelashes. As if she was just imagining what her and David could be doing if the others weren't standing in the kitchen. Or maybe even now that everyone was.
"I am Donald." He said, sticking his hand out. "Maria's BOYFRIEND!"
"Ex-boyfriend." Peyton corrected from Maria's side.
Maria's heart almost broke when David turned and looked at her. His eyes were full of hurt and she wished at that moment she could hide in his lamp. But his eyes and his presence also gave her strength.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Maria asked. "Who the hell invited you? And who the hell are you?"
Maria turned her gaze to the woman standing to Donald's side.
"I'm hoping to be his future owner." She said huskily. "My name is Torrie Wilson."
The woman put her hand out to Maria but Maria merely flicked it away. She stepped closer so only the Torrie could hear.
"Over my cold, dead body." She whispered, before brushing the woman's shoulder and turning to Donald.
"I don't know what the hell you think you are doing here and I don't know who the hell invited you. But you have one minute to get the fuck out of my house before I call the police." Maria said.
"What do you suggest having him arrested for dear?" Stavros asked.
"Easy. I have a restraining order. You are not supposed to come within 100 feet of me or my house. I have no doubt you knew I lived here still and now that you've seen me I suggest you run. Because Peyton is faster are drawing her cell phone then cowboys are at drawing their guns." Maria stated. "And you should leave too. Before I end up getting a restraining order put on me."
Maria let out a deep breathe as the twosome left the house. She flopped down in the nearest chair and put her face into her hands. She felt like she couldn't breathe. Like she was hyperventolating (sp?).
"You okay?" Peyton asked.
"What a beautiful girl." Aracely stated. "Much more up David's alley don't you think?"
"Yes. David needs a nempho for a nempho." Stavros laughed.
"What exactly are you guys getting at?" Maria demanded, standing from the chair.
"Maria can I speak to you in the living room?" Peyton asked.
"Hold on." Maria stated. "Who invited them?"
"I invited Torrie, my last owner." Stavros smiled, as if remembering her fondly. "And your mother invited...what's his name."
"You invited Donald?" Maria demanded turning to her mother.
"Yes, but dear..." Aracely began only to be cut off with a hand coming across her face.
"Get out of my house. NOW!" Maria stated, shaking her hand.
"But I can..." Aracely began.
"I said get out!" Maria said, pointing to the door.
Maria watched as her mother left the house and heard her father laughing.
"I've never heard anyone talk to your mother that way. And I have been dying to slap her for years. Was taught never to hit a woman though." Stavros laughed.
"And you! How dare you bring a woman in here to become David's next 'owner'. I'll have you know I do not OWN David. He is my...my..." Maria began.
"His what?" Stavros asked. "He can't be your boyfriend. Eventually you'll send him away. And when you do he'll move on to his next slut."
"You know what maybe you should go stay with my mother." Maria stated, turning to Peyton. "Now Peyton living room."
Maria sat on the couch and looked at her friend. She'd known Peyton for years, and she knew that Peyton had something big, something important to tell her.
"You have to tell David about Donald." Peyton said. "I think he's jealous. He deserves to know."
"I know." Maria said. "Is that what you wanted to talk to me about?"
"Yeah." Peyton said, going to Maria's office to call her boyfriend.
'How can I tell her?' Peyton thought.
Maria looked up as David entered the room. Her anger toward David rose in three-fold.
"Did you enjoy the show?" Maria asked.
"What do you mean?" David asked. "You're the one who's ex boyfriend was here. No doubt to reclaim what is his."
"Oh please you were practically drooling all over that blonde bimbo. I almost grabbed a bucket to put under your chin so you wouldn't flood my kitchen." Maria said. "At least there was only one bimbo that caught your eye today. Yesterday there were hundreds. Not to mention my mother. She'd be more than happy to let you give her the pleasure you're so willing to hand out."
"Well how am I to know that you haven't already let Donald pleasure you and you just don't want me?" David demanded.
"OH Pu-lease!" Maria said, dragging her hand through her hair. "Just because I think that making love is something that should be special. With someone you love. I'm not like your girls I don't just lay down and open my legs for any hot guy that comes along. And I hope that the guy I lose my virginity too doesn't want to lay down with any woman who will open her legs for any Tom, Dick or Harry around!"
Over the next two minutes the two merely yelled back and forth. Nothing really made since and Peyton couldn't make it out. She entered the room and screamed.
"Both of you stop!" Peyton demanded, coming in between the two. "I should tell you what I wanted too. You're parents were in the kitchen last night. And I heard them say they were going to break you guys up. They wanted to find a guy for you and make you send David away."
Maria couldn't think, couldn't talk. She sat on the couch and put her face in her hands and she felt the tears fall freely. Her own parents were plotting to make her sad. And her mother had brought Donald back in her life to do it.
"How dare she bring him back into my life?" Maria whispered. "Just because she wants David all to herself."
"If I had known Donald was a part of the plan I would have told you last night." Peyton said. "I was really hoping you didn't have to see him again. I would have like to punch him but I was hoping that Dave would take care of that for me. Obviously he doesn't know about Donald or he NEVER would have accused you of wanting him back. Or suggested that you were better off with him."
Peyton looked between the two and kneeled in front of her friend.
"Tell him." She said. "I'm going to spend time with Billy. I'll see you in the morning."
Maria heard the door close and lock and she heard David's footsteps stop next to her ear. Felt the couch sink next to her and she knew she had to tell him now, before she whimped out. She felt the arm wrap around her and pull her to sit in his lap, holding her closely. She felt safe, like nothing and no one could hurt her.
"I'm sorry." David whispered, against her hair. "I don't want to fight with you. Tell me. Make me understand why a beautiful woman like you is still a virgin. Make me understand why the sight of that man made you feel more stressed, more angry and more scared than I've ever seen one woman before."