A WEEK LATER
It was the mid afternoon and Taryn could only think about what had happened. Of course, regarding the fact that even though she was suppose to go home tomorrow night, and with the fact that her and Seth have been mildly avoiding each other, due to good reason ever since they had kissed each other that night under intoxication.
Taryn had decided to just give up trying to masturbate and watch porn. Maybe this wasn't just for her anyway. After all, sex is all about keeping it simple and all Stefan ever did with her was make her suck his dick and he would fuck her in the missionary position until he came, not even caring about getting her off as usual.
Despite the fact that they have been married for 2 years going on three years, even with the few times they have had sex, he had barely wanted to look at her with love during sex. In fact, it felt more like a job and it frustrated Taryn for a while now.
Her heart was hurting, that was a fact. She still loved Stefan and just wanted him to love her back as much as she did. She hated the way how she looked and hated how he would put her down. At the same time, she felt like she deserved it. All she kept doing was trying harder and harder, telling herself it was just tough love.
But to everyone else, it was nothing more than psychological and emotional abuse.
She had reasoned it was because of the fact that she was technically making more money than him in his law firm. He had gone bankrupt before and she wanted to make him feel like the man of the house, even with her high paying salary as a WWE women's wrestler. Of course, all he saw were flaws and that he could make the money more than she ever would as he would call "a ridiculous fake act"
Worse among worse though, she closed her eyes as she sighed to herself, knowing what could be the cause of Stefan's long term actions, especially even up till now.
She knew deep in her heart and following her woman's intuition; He was having an affair.
She may have seemed stupid, and part of her thought she was for being in love with a man who treated her horribly.
But all she had thought about were the good times; How they first got together, how he brought her into his life with his charm, then he use to take her to romantic places where money wasn't an issue with him, given the fact that he was born into a wealthy family.
Of course, she also knew for a fact that his law firm was having financial issues and she was making more money than him. It was damaging to his male pride but she didn't care who made more. Hell, there were times where he had pressured her to give up wrestling and become one of those housewives.
But wrestling was more than just a "job" to her. It was more than paying bills and putting food on the table; It was her dream.
Stefan Hilton was her dream. He is her dream. Her family was her dream. She often and still did blame herself for how things went down between them ever since she had that illegal abortion. He had to do everything in his power to make sure that it wouldn't come out, so that she wouldn't be charged and arrested.
At least that's how she saw it.
She often could remember one of the guys that raped her. Alex Riley of course, was the leader of the gang rape and she knew where he worked at, as he had retired early and became a commentator at NXT.
She also remembered the vivid image of brutally beating him, getting her revenge but he survived. He didn't remember who it was and she prayed he would not figure it out.
Of course, with her marriage, Stefan didn't even pretend to love her anymore. She knew in her heart of hearts, he had another woman somewhere. Of course, her heart was foolish, blocking those fears out as she desperately wanted to believe that Stefan was good for her, while the voices and everyone else around her was telling her that he was toxic. Nothing but pure toxic.
It was sad to say, those voices were starting to win.
...
Kristen, Ariel and Taryn were all at the nail salon. They were actually going to go up to her job so they could see how hard she has been working for the Victoria Secret Fashion show.
"I'll be honest, I'm really nervous ladies." She sighed, sipping her water with lemon. "I have been busting my ass and I just want to make mama proud."
"And you are. Hell, you are making all of us proud big sis." Taryn smiled, as the woman was helping to soak her feet into the water, Taryn silently moaning as she relaxed in the warm water of the tub.
"You haven't called me that in awhile." She blew a kiss to both of them.
"Because you know we are weird. We may not be Brady bunch material, but we are still blood always." Ariel giggled, dancing in her seat. "Also...guys...I have something to tell you both."
"Which is?" Taryn grinned. "And it better be because of the fact that you are the number one contender for the Women's Championship."
"Oh trust me, baby-girl I know I will be getting that title. But...Roman has proposed to me!" She shouted happily.
The girls were in awe as Ariel flashed the diamond ring, with her birthstone.
"When did this happen and why was I not in on this?" Taryn pouted, crossing her arms like a kid
"To be fair, he just sprung this on me out of nowhere and then he decided to do it at the worst time, right when I was going through my menstrual cycle and on cramps. I was having mixed emotions from crying, to wanting to punch him in his face but overall, I said yes." She laughed, smiling at the ring on her finger.
"I know this is just my opinion and I'm happy for you and all, honey..." Kristen went on as the woman dried her right foot, getting the salmon pink nail polish being put on her big toe. "But are you sure that its the right decision...that he's the right man?"
"What do you mean by that?" Ariel was confused as well as Taryn.
"Yeah, Roman really is a great man. He's hardworking and he can put up with Ariel's crazy ass. Now that's a man worth keeping." Taryn laughed as Ariel pinched her side, rolling her eyes.
"I mean I'm just saying, he doesn't really seem like much of a provider. I mean think about it. Wouldn't you rather want an NBA star or even a doctor? Someone who won't get hurt on the job all the time?" Kristen suggested.
"Roman was a football player but it took up too much time away from his family. He's really happy with what he loves to do and I fully support that. And even when he doesn't want to do it anymore, I'm not going to push him to become a doctor or some NBA player. It's in his bloodline and what makes him happy." Ariel explained proudly.
"If you say so." Kristen shrugged her shoulders, seemingly unimpressed. "I'm just saying personally, I would want someone that will be able to advance in their career instead of being around thousands of different people, away every night and barely at home."
From the tone, it seemed as though Kristen was being a little bit arrogant but Ariel and Taryn decided to ignore it. They knew that in some way, Kristen was only looking out for their best interest. Even though they have their own lives now and didn't have the time to hang out as much like they wanted too, they were still close sisters of how they use to be when they were practically babies.
After they all had their nails done, they had went to Kristen's Mercedes Benz, heading up to her place of business. Taryn was glad that she didn't have to go to therapy today as she had been going on a regular basis. Her sisters knew she was going and they supported her, as well as Mama Lucia. Even though she never discussed what happened in therapy, she knew she had a really great support system.
Her phone vibrated and it was a private number calling. Her face twisted up, as she had been getting this private number more than once, unbeknownst to her family and Seth as well as her husband.
She answered the phone call. "Hello?"
"You should kill yourself, baby killing freak." the distorted voice told her, before they hung up.
Taryn couldn't help but swallow hard, staring at the phone in fear and her stomach felt so ill. She felt like she was about to go into an anxiety attack.
"Taryn honey are you ok?" Kristen asked as Ariel looked at her worried, seeing her sisters' face look pale as if she had seen a damn ghost.
In her mind of course, her sins were coming back to haunt her.
"Yeah." She nodded, lying. "Yeah I'm alright. It was just the wrong number was all." She shook her head, laughing.
...
"Baby, I'm really worried about Taryn." Ariel confessed as Roman came out the shower, his black hair dripping wet as he had a towel wrapped around his body.
"What's wrong, sweetheart? Is everything ok with her?" He sat down beside her on the bed of his home. Even though they had to be back on the road in the morning, it was nice to be in their home instead of in a hotel with take out food all the time. Roman had even cooked for them tonight but he could tell when his fiance' was stressed, not eating his Samoan meal of Oka l'a (Fish Salad) to which he prepared for her and she always ate.
"It's just that feeling you know?" She shook her head, running her hand shakily through her highlighted blue hair. "I know she is keeping something from me. She had this phone call earlier and I know that whenever she gets this phone call, she becomes distant and completely out of character. I know her more than anyone. Hell, I've traveled with her and trained her."
"Did you and Kristen talk to her about it?" He asked, drying his hair as he looked for a a pair of boxers to slip on.
"I tried to but that girl is just about as damn stubborn as Seth." She rolled her eyes.
"Well after he kissed her, I'm sure she won't be as stubborn anymore." Roman's eyes widened, knowing he accidentally let that one slip out.
"Wait what?" Ariel jumped up, tossing her Xbox one game controller to the side. Saints Row was not her number one priority anymore. "What did they just do? Am I hearing this right? Please tell me I am hearing this right?"
"Shit." he muttered, as he had promised Seth he wouldn't say anything. Of course, that was done now and he couldn't take it back.
"Tell me the truth, Joe AnoaŹ»i" Ariel stared at him, saying his full government name, to which she always used whenever she wanted to pry out information from him.
Roman knew he couldn't lie to his fiance. The look on his face said it all. "Yes babe. According to Seth, they had gotten drunk when he came home, on the night of his birthday and they shared a kiss, basically making out but they didn't sleep together."
"YESS! Praise the lord!" She jumped up and down on the bed. "We need to celebrate. I better call her. This is fucking excellent! Now all they need to do is screw each others brains out"
She went to grab the phone, to which Roman took away quickly. "Woman, are you crazy?"
"We've already established that and no I'm not." She glared at him. "This is a celebration and I need to finally congratulate her for making the right choice already!"
"No babygirl." He said sternly, having her to settle down. "I wasn't suppose to tell you in the first place and I'm pretty sure Seth and Taryn, especially Taryn doesn't want anyone to find out. I know she's confused right now."
"There's no need to be confused. We all hate Stefan with a hot fiery passion and we just kick his ass to the curb, and voila, Seth Rollins in her life, the man she loves."
"It's not our place and we need to keep it that way for awhile." Roman explained to her, trying to calm her down, even though he was happy that this happened as well. "If Taryn wants to tell you, she will come around and tell you. Right now, we have to let her handle this one on her own."
"But baby.." Ariel whined. "You know as well as I do that she loves him. She really does. I just want to give her that push."
"Like you have been doing for how long now?" Roman smirked, knowing his fiance' loved to play matchmaker about with all of their friends.
"Oh shut up. You know I really want the best for Taryn. Ever since...well...what happened back at the pay per view. I just want her to be happy." Ariel closed her eyes, remembering the incident to where she was coughing up blood and having a seizure. For as long as she had known her sister, Taryn has never had a seizure.
She just knew something wasn't right deep down. She hated Stefan and she wasn't blind to how he would treat her as though she was a waste of space. Of course, she knew something was off about Stefan, more so than usual.
"I know babygirl. I know that you mean well." He pulled her into his arms, holding her, stroking the ends of her hair. "You have always been that way for as long as I have been with you ever since high school, when I had that sprain when I got hurt being on the football team. You were my nurse 24/7." He chuckled, remembering how she would show up to his house every day to the point where his mom started liking her, accepting her completely and she was very protective of Roman.
"I just love my family a lot. Sometimes I wonder why do you even stay with me..even with the fact that I'm bi polar." She sighed heavily, knowing she had a mental condition for awhile and it was struggle for her.
Not many people knew this but Ariel was bipolar. She would have different mood swings, often having violent outbursts on Roman, her friends and even her sisters and grandmother sometimes. There were even times where she almost got fired from WWE. She was treated differently back in high school because of it. But for some reason, reasons that she still didn't understand to this very day, Roman had fallen in love with her.
"I've told you this before and I'm going to keep telling you baby." He tilted her chin up; Her hazel brown eyes meeting with his brown ones. "It's because I love you so much. I wouldn't give a damn if you had several different disorders. I'm gonna fall in love with every single one of them. I've had my share of fuck ups and as a man, I can admit that and own up to it. I'm not going to make any excuses like a child. You could tell me to kiss your ass, call me a fucking idiot and throw every dish in this house trying to kill me and I would still love your crazy ass."
Ariel couldn't help but form tears in her eyes, hearing and knowing that he meant every single word of it. She was so blessed to have this man in her life, she didn't know what else to do.
And there was nothing she could do, except love him as much as he loved her.
"I love you so much, baby. I really do. And.." She sighed, reluctantly. "I promise not to let Taryn know that you told me, as well as Seth."
"Thank you." he smiled, capturing her lips in a soft kiss. "We'll keep an eye out on Taryn. I'm worried about her myself. But I know she'll come around. She has a great big sister just like you and Kristen."
Although in his mind, he wouldn't tell Ariel but something about Kristen didn't sit right with him. Whenever she was around, she always formed a snobby attitude, especially every since him and Ariel hooked up. But nonetheless, she was still family.
"You know you are no fun right?" She crossed her arms, pouting as she sat on his lap, his arms still wrapped around her small waist.
"Oh am I not?" He raised a brow. "And what if I was to make you eat those words?"
Before she could argue against that, he slid his tongue up her neck, up to her right earlobe, sucking on it slowly as she moaned. She hated that he knew that was one of her weak spots to get her wet.
"I...I...mmmm you are doing this on purpose.." She moaned as he continued sucking, her head falling back as she rocked back and forth in his lap, his dick springing to life.
"Oh am I really?" He laid her down as he got on top of her, pushing her red tank top up, revealing her nipples as he would suck on them, to which she arched her back as he sucked her nipple, pushing both breasts together as he sucked them both into his warm mouth, his tongue teasing and playing around as she was trembling softly.
"Open those legs for daddy, baby." He whispered to her as she willingly spread her legs for him, as he hooked his fingers around the waistband of her black boxer shorts, pulling them down to her legs as he threw them across the room, spreading her labia as her clit was throbbing for him, soaking wet and all. Roman could practically smell her aroma and he loved it.
He held them open with his thumb and forefinger as he started flicking his tongue on her clit lightly, making her gasp softly, knowing he was prepping her. He got comfortable on the bed as he held her legs open, diving into her pussy headfirst, his tongue worming his way into her hole, licking up every sweet drop of juice that was coming out of her pretty pussy. She only had a little bit of hair at the top of her mound but he wasn't prude and didn't care about that.
He would swirl his tongue over and over in her pussy, her moaning and whimpering only encouraging him to go faster. He did just that, fucking her with his tongue, going up and down and licking every crevice, every spot. He could eat her pussy for hours on end, making her scream all night. It was just that damn good.
He slid his two fingers inside of her pussy, fingering her as he would lick on her clit to which it was swelling up, making her legs shake. What Ariel loved about this was that Roman would keep his eyes on her all night, watching the way she was reaching to her orgasm, to that very peak.
Roman was fingering her so hard and fast to where her pussy was gripping his large fingers, making her cry out and shake all over the bed as he sucked on her clit, licking it.
"You better not be trying to hold back on me babygirl. I want you to cum as hard as you can for me." He whispered, as he increased the speed of his finger fucking, as Ariel dug her nails into the bedspread, a fistful of sheets in her hands.
"Ahhhh fuck...daddy!" She squealed loudly as she felt her body clenching, her moaning escalating as she finally erupted into his mouth, as Roman sucked her whole pussy into his mouth, his erection getting harder by the minute. He loved making love to Ariel, not even caring if he didn't get off. As long as her body was satisfied, that was all that mattered to him.
She wasn't sure if she would ever stop cumming, and Roman was greedy to where he kept fingering her and eating her until she came once again for the 3rd time, her legs giving out on her as Roman licked her once more. His goatee covered in her juices and his lips as he kissed up her thighs, up to her stomach and kissing her rose tattoo, and then to her soft lips, with Ariel tasting her cum.
"I need you daddy...fuck me..." She whimpered, stroking his dick through his boxers as he groaned inwardly, knowing how hard it was.
"Anything for you babygirl. We're going to be up for awhile anyway." He smiled as he pushed his length deep in her, making her cry out. She wrapped her legs around Roman, with both of them sharing "I love yous" to each other as Roman took care of her body, loving her and accepting her. All the good and all the bad.
Just the two of them against the world, and nothing would change that.
...
"Alright, let's do that one more time." Seth instructed to his students as they went over the move set again. "I don't want to hear any whining and complaining. In wrestling, your body is going to have to get use to bumps and hits. The more you do it, the more you will get use to it, physically and mentally."
His students were doing very well, better than ever. Seth knew when he had to retire one day, at least he could help those who wanted to become a wrestler, get their foot in the door and teach them all that he knew as he use to wrestle back in the indies.
It was then there was a door that opened and Seth was starting to get annoyed, thinking it was Zahra. She had been calling and blowing up his cellphone constantly to the point where he would often put his phone on silent, and he didn't want to do that as his stepfather and his mom, as well as his family and friends from Davenport, Iowa would call him but he didn't have much of a choice.
Instead it wasn't her. It was Taryn.
She looked really good. She was wearing a "Fuck You, I'm Batman" tank top and sweatpants, her hair in a long single braid. She had her arms wrapped to where she had been cutting herself, the first time Seth had found out the night of the pay per view. She smiled a bit at Seth and he let Marek Brave take over the lesson for 15 minutes to go talk to Taryn.
"Hey there." He couldn't help but smile a little, seeing her. "How did therapy go?"
He knew she had to leave tonight, given her husband was coming back.
"It went pretty good. I just...decided to come see how things were going at the academy." She looked around sheepishly.
"Taryn..." he decided not to even bullshit it anymore. "It's ok if you don't want to bring up what happened that night..."
"No it's ok. It was my fault." She shook her head, shamefully.
"How is it your fault?" He was curious, given how he was the one who came onto her.
"I should have never gotten drunk and well...I was upset." She didn't look up at him.
Seth knew better though. He knew she wanted that kiss, was turned on by the kiss. He still couldn't get out of her mind when she tried to masturbate and got frustrated. He wasn't a therapist but even he could tell when she was sexually repressed. The signs were there to him as they were blind to everyone else, even to her own dumb ass husband.
"It was never your fault." He sighed, touching her hand. "Listen...how about we'll pretend it never happened...ok?"
She smiled as she nodded. "I think that's one of the smartest things I have ever heard."
He smiled, trying to hide the sadness but he knew it was probably for the best anyway.
"I was going to do some exercises. I know I'm not physically cleared to be back in the ring but Stephanie had told me that I can be at ringside with my sister and be a apart of the story-lines still." She said excitably. "I have missed being in the ring, you have no freaking idea."
"How about we practice now? Since Mark is taking over the class we can strengthen up your move set." He smiled, offering her the idea.
"Oh umm...that's ok I don't want to take you away from the class." She looked on, seeing how well they were doing, going against the ropes.
"Trust me, they pretty much learn on their owns. They are smart." He grinned. "Now, come on. You've been exercising and getting your weight back. Now if you want to really prove to Stephanie and Hunter you are ready, you have to get right into it."
Taryn had given it some thought and figured why the hell not?
The academy had another squared ring to practice in. Even though it wasn't like the NXT performance center, she still came here to train so she could get back into the WWE and go for the championship.
Seth had started her on the ropes. She started going back and forth on them, as Seth would work on her being able to reverse the moves he would put on her, testing her on every move, especially her signature moves up to her finisher.
Seth had gotten her good the first few times, with her landing on her back, to which she winced in pain, but she got back up for a few minutes, ready for it again.
Seth continued to push her physically until she gotten better and quicker. She then got up on the top rope of the turnbuckle. She was heading into a cross body as Seth caught her, to which she did an octopus submission hold on him, making him laugh to where he tapped out.
"Damn that was good." They both laid back on the mat, sweating as Seth peeled off his jacket and shirt, his thin haired chest rising up and down as Taryn was sweating herself.
"So how did I do Mr. Rollins?" She asked with confidence and sass in her tone, knowing she was giving him one hell of a workout.
"Well you got a while before you are as good as "The Man." He chuckled as Taryn rolled her eyes. "But overall, you did one hell of a job. I can say I'm impressed with you."
"Sometimes, I wish I was better." She sat up, resting on her elbow as she was picking imaginary lint off her shirt.
"Taryn...you have always been impressive." Seth smirked. "You have many people that look up to you and admire you."
"Well...no one has told me that in a long time." She smiled sadly.
"That's because you have been around the wrong people." He lightly caressed her cheek with the pad of his thumb, looking into those soulful eyes of hers.
"Maybe..." She looked at him, feeling her heart beating rapidly, her palms were starting to sweat.
Taryn jumped up, sitting up bunching her knees as she tried to get back to normal. "I'm really excited for Stefan to be back tonight. He's been planning a special surprise and I can't wait."
Seth tried not to let his face twist up with anger as he sighed. "Yeah. I know you have to leave tonight."
"Yeah..I'll still be training and well...I'm still under your care anyway." She stuck her tongue out annoyed, to which he snickered.
"Well, you know that means you still have to be on the road with me anyway." He smirked. "And put up with my horrible singing."
"It's ok. I'm not use to you screaming to the words though." She laughed.
"Hey, we all got our own way of singing ok? You should hear Dean.
"You know good and well Dean CANNOT sing." She shuddered as Seth nodded, agreeing with her as they burst into laughter once more.
He helped to pull her up as they both got out the ring together.
"Me and Oreo...well...I'm gonna miss you a bit. Me driving you crazy and such, trying to make your life hell." She said jokingly.
Seth sighed as he nodded. "Yeah. I know Kevin will miss you spoiling him."
It was an awkward silence between them, until Seth reached into his pocket, fishing out a set of keys, giving them to Taryn.
"If you ever need anything...or if you just want to get away for awhile. Don't hesitate to use them." He put the keys to his apartment loft in her hand as Taryn looked up at him.
"Seth I.."
"Just...don't try to argue with me. Just please accept this, ok?" He swallowed hard, hoping she would. He just had a feeling she would need them one day.
Taryn wanted to know why he was giving her the keys to his loft but she decided for once not to argue with him and accept the keys, putting them in her pocket.
"Ok...well...bye..." She smiled as she left, heading out the door as Seth watched her walk away, things were going back to its regular schedule.
"Ok guys let's do this once more." He called out to his students, being the instructor again.
It was a long ride home, with the thunderstorm going on as well, but even in the 4-8 hours, Taryn was so happy to be home, with Oreo asleep.
"Baby I'm home and I'm going to start on dinner, just the way you like it." She smiled.
She set her bags down, happy to be in the home she shared with him, even though in her mind, she wasn't truly happy.
"Baby..are you there..." She called out to him once more, seeing his things.
She figured he was in his study so she decided to go to the kitchen to get dinner set up.
However, she came across a manila envelope with her name written on it in bold black letters.
Her wandering eye began to open it, thinking it was something from WWE or maybe a special gift from Stefan, hopefully wanting to rekindle their romance.
But as she opened it, her heart had dropped suddenly, her eyes widened incredulously. She couldn't believe it. She wanted to unsee it.
There were explicit photos of Stefan with another woman...having sex in different positions.
She looked through each of the black and white photos and he was doing everything sexual with her; From oral sex, to hitting her in the doggy style, her riding him in every angle. She was on top of him as he sucked her nipples, both of them sweaty.
"No...No..." She shook her head, shaking her head in horror.
A black phone slid out of the envelope. Her fingers picked it up as she turned it on. She saw a video on there as she hit the play button.
During the video, it was Stefan having a threesome with two women. The stripper was fucking him from behind with a strap on as he was eating out her pussy of the second woman as she moaned, begging for more, whimpering as he was fingering her.
It was a stripper and of course, the second woman she knew very well. She knew well more than anyone, especially in those photos she had seen a second ago.
That woman, was her older sister Kristen.
From that moment, Taryn's world had fallen apart.