A/N: Basically the bold print is Lauren arguing with her mind/conscience. Fun huh?
Chapter 40: Mental Argument
Lauren and Lita walked back toward the garage, gossiping about the possible new couple. "Benoit's such a good man, I hope they get together," Lita said.
Lauren laughed and agreed as they continued walking. Even though she was laughing on the outside, tears were ready to fall. "I'll catch you later Lita. I took the limo here so I better be heading back to the hotel. Tell Kane I said 'Hey'!" she called out and ran to her limo.
On the ride there, she couldn't help but think about Batista. She wanted so badly to just run into his arms and have him hold her forever. But if she did, that would allow him to think that he could do whatever he wanted while she would come crawling back to him. What if he really did it again, with another woman?
You don't really believe that, do you?
At this point, I'm just not sure anymore.
Oh please. You know you still love him. Why don't you just tell him that?
Because for all I know he'll do it again, and I...I just don't know.
Don't Know? My god woman, say that you love him!
But–
SAY IT!
I LOVE HIM!
Good. Now you're gonna go to your hotel room!
...Yes?
You're going to go into that bathroom!
Yes!
You're going to take a shower and get dressed!
YES!
You're going to get on that phone!
YES!
You're going to call him and tell him you love him!
NO!
Thatta girl! I mean...wait. Did you just say no?
Uh...yes? Sorry.
Hey, I tried.
I know. Thank you.
Anytime.
Lauren just growled and leaned back. Now I'm arguing with myself. That's just peachy. Mmm, peaches. Once Lauren got up into her hotel room, she looked at the phone on the night stand. She stared at it for the longest time, as her hand actually started reaching for it. I want to, but I just can't. She pulled her hand back and walked into the shower.
Batista had been sitting on his bed with his face in his hands. He kept staring at his cell phone, wondering if he should call her. Maybe I shouldn't. He stood up and looked by his bag to see a plastic bag sitting next to it. Batista slowly walked up and opened it, sighing as he did so. He pulled out the miscellaneous things they had played when Lauren had gotten sick. The last item almost brought him to tears, as he pulled out Twister. He dropped it and once again plopped onto the bed to try and get some sleep. All the thoughts of Lauren leaving him, HHH at WM, and everything else just continued to cloud his mind throughout the night. When he finally fell asleep, he started having that one dream again. Only it had skipped all the way to Lauren standing on the ledge, looking back at him with tears in her eyes. "Lauren, please! You don't understand!" he cried out to her.
She was silent for a moment, simply letting the tears flow. Until she started moving her lips, whispering softly, "If you still love me, come and get me." Lauren then turned away from him and started falling forwards. Before he knew it, it was morning already. He spent most of the early morning in bed, trying to figure out what his dream meant.
Meanwhile, Lauren had her dream again too. Except she wasn't falling into the endless darkness anymore, but was hanging onto the bottom rope for dear life. Batista was standing there looking down at her, as if confused. "If you still love me, come and get me!" she begged with tears on her cheeks, as her grip began to loosen. She closed her eyes, and knew the end was near for her. Her fingers slipped entirely, until she felt a firm, large hand grasped her wrist before she fell. She never saw who it was, since she woke up at that exact moment. Lauren looked around the room, wondering if her dream had any real meaning. Does this mean, he'll come? Or that someone else will? She pondered and continued to think about it the rest of the day.
A/N: I know! Pointless! But hey, what can I say? Now some of you are actually scaring me with your frustration (you know who you are) lol. Soon! I promise! It will happen soon:)