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Ashlyn took off her shoes as soon as she walked through the door of her house. While she enjoyed her job, it did have its days where see seemed to drown in paperwork. It hadn't helped that she'd taken the previous day off. All she wanted to do was change into something more comfortable than her burgundy pants suit and go to bed. While she could do the former, the latter would have to wait because it was Tuesday.
She picked up her shoes and made her way to the master bedroom. She changed into a t-shirt and a pair of pajama bottoms. She laid on the bed and turned on the television. Wrestling wasn't really something that held the blonde's interest. Matt knew this so he never asked her to watch. Ashlyn tuned in because, no matter how much it bored her, it was important to Matt.
She watched as her husband escorted Big Daddy V to the ring for his match against CM Punk. While she found herself a tad upset that Matt was putting their marriage on the line when all he was doing was walking some guy to the ring. She couldn't help but feel some relief that he wasn't in the ring wrestling.
While the match with CM Punk really held no interest for her, the match against Tommy Dreamer did make her somewhat nervous. She'd met Tommy when she'd taken some vacation time and traveled with Matt. He seemed like an intelligent person, and didn't have a problem with the fact that wrestling bored her. She cringed at the ending to the match, but held on the fact that wrestling's fake. As soon as she thought that, she immediately corrected herself. Matt always told her that wrestling was scripted, not fake. She laughed as she remembered the way he'd explained it to her.
"So you know what's going to happen before it happens?" Ashlyn asked in confusion, "Like, you know who's going to win in advance?"
"Pretty much." Matt replied.
Ashlyn pursed her lips, "Then why do you hate it when people call it fake? I mean, if you already know what's going to happen, there's no surprise."
"The wrestlers know what's going to happen. The fans can only speculate, and it's not fake." he defended.
"If it's not fake, according to you, and it's isn't real, according the information you've told me, than what is it?" she questioned.
"It's scripted." the social studies teacher simply replied.
The young attorney laughed as she lightly hit him on the arm, "And you're going to explain that to me, right?"
Matt put his arm around her, "Of course, my dear. Think of it this way. Just because a wrestler knows that he's going to jump off a ladder and put someone through a table doesn't mean that it won't hurt."
Ashlyn nodded her head in understanding, "That makes sense," she rested her head on his shoulder, "This is what you want to do?"
"Yep." Matt began, "Don't get me wrong, I love teaching. I love bringing history to life for the kids, but…"
"There's a part of you that knows you love wrestling just a little bit more." Ashlyn finished.
"Exactly. As it stand's now, I'm just wrestling on independent circuits. Nothing really big. I'd love to wrestle for the WWE or even TNA, but it'll probably never happen. So, for now, I just do what I can." the young man explained.
Ashlyn shook her head as she remembered how he'd been so sure that his dream would never fully blossom. She'd fallen in love with and married Matthew Kaye, social studies teacher and 'weekend wrestler.' She supposed that was the problem. They both had never expected wrestling to become him full time job, but his dream had come true and it had changed everything. Ashlyn truly wished that she could be behind him 100 percent when it came to wrestling, but a part of her couldn't let go of their old life that had seemed so perfect.
Ashlyn started thinking of all the ways their marriage had changed. By the time she actually tuned back into ECW, she was just in time to see the Boogeyman with a worm hanging out of his mouth. She rolled her eyes in disgust and turned off the television.
The blonde attorney went into the bathroom that she shared with her husband. She took off her make up, and put her hair into a ponytail. When she exited the bathroom, Ash turned out the bedroom light. She picked up her cell phone off the nightstand and went to set on the bench in front of the window. She stared up at the moon and the stars. Nighttime had always been her favorite time of all.
"Love is insane, and, baby, we are too. It's our hearts little grave and the salt in our wounds," sang Ville Valo's voice from her phone.
"Hello." she answered.
"Hey, sweetheart." Matt replied, "I miss you."
Ashlyn smiled, "I miss you, too."
"So, did you watch tonight?" the wrestler inquired.
Ashlyn's smile disappeared, "Of course I watched, Matt. I always watch. Why do you feel that you have to ask me that every Tuesday?"
"It was just a question, Ash. Calm down." Matt sighed, "Do you always have to insinuate that I'm implying something when I'm really not?"
"Well, I'm sorry if I have a problem with you asking me every Tuesday if I watched your stupid show." Ashlyn spat, "You didn't even do anything, but stand outside of the ring. You are just soooooo important to the WWE."
Matt shook his head, "And here we go! Just because you don't like it does not mean that it's stupid. As for my role in the WWE, it's called working your way up. Nothing is being handed to me, and I'm more than willing to work hard for what I get. And I only asked about you watching since you didn't answer the phone at all when I called you yesterday so I didn't know whether or not you'd watch since you're obviously still angry at me."
Ashlyn took a deep breath, "I'm sorry, Matt. I understand why you asked. I'm not mad at you anymore, either. I'm just…disappointed. You never used to break your promises to me. Now, it's like, if you promise me than I know it's not going to happen."
"Ash, I know I let you down. If I could make it up to you, I swear I would." he stated sincerely.
"I know, babe. I know." Ashlyn replied with a sad smile.
"Hey! Why don't you travel with me that day? We could spend the whole day together. If you get bored at the show, you can always just hang out with Tommy." Matt suggested.
"I'd love that. I really would, but I used my last personal day yesterday, so I have to work." Ashlyn informed him.
"Call in a sick day." the superstar replied.
For some reason, that statement irritated Ashlyn, "Why don't you call in a sick day?"
"Because that got me in enough trouble the last time I did that, remember?" Matt joked, trying to prevent another argument.
Ashlyn laughed, "Oh, believe me. I remember."
"Well, I've got an early flight tomorrow so I should probably get to the hotel."
"Where are you right now?" the young blonde asked.
"In the arena parking lot." he answered.
Ashlyn raised an eyebrow, "Why are you still in the parking lot?"
The wrestler chuckled a bit, "Because you always yell at me for driving and talking on my cell phone. I'm a good husband. I listen to and obey my wife."
Ash laughed before taking on a serious tone, "You really are a good husband, Matt. I know that lately we've been getting into more and more arguments, but I know that you're trying."
"I love you Ashlyn-Marie." Matt said.
"And I love you." the blonde replied.
"I'll call you in the morning before I get on my plane."
"Alright. Good-bye."
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Matt had a smile on his face as he hung up the phone. It had been awhile since a conversation they had over the phone had actually ended on a good note. As he pulled out of the arena, he thought of how why they always said, 'and I love you' instead of 'I love you, too.'
"I love you, Matt." Ashlyn said.
"I love you, too." the young teacher replied. When he was met with a small frown from Ashlyn, he inquired, "What's wrong."
"So, we've been saying 'I love you' for awhile now, right?" Ashlyn asked.
Matt paused the movie that they had rented for the night, "Yes, we have. Why?"
"Okay. So, people always say 'I love you, too' after someone has told them 'I love you,' right?" she inquired.
"That's normally what happens, yes." the social studies teacher answered, not sure where this was going.
"Well, that's always bugged me. It sounds like the other person is only saying it because the other person said it first."
"I'm assuming you have a solution to that problem." Matt replied with a chuckle.
"Of course!" Ashlyn said giving him a big smile, "After the first person says 'I love you', the other person then replies, 'And I love you.' That makes it sound more like a fact than an automatic response."
Matt pulled her closer to him, "You are a very special lady."
"You wouldn't have me any other way. Ordinary is so boring anyway."
"Yes. Yes it is."
Ashlyn closed her eyes and took in the nice smell of his cologne, "I love you, Matt."
"And I love you, Ashlyn-Marie, I love you." he replied before giving her a light peck on the cheek.
Matt pulled into the parking lot of the hotel. Hopping from hotel to hotel is probably the only part of the lifestyle that he never seemed to get used to. He was pretty sure, however, that that was because it meant not being in the same bed as Ashlyn.
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Ashlyn smiled as she hung up the phone. If she over looked the argument, it was a really nice phone call and made her miss him even more. She shook her head as she made her way back to the bed. As she laid there for a few minutes, but something just felt off. Ash got up and opened the closet that she and her husband shared. After pulling out one of his dress shirts, she headed to the bathroom and lightly sprayed it with some of his cologne. She smiled as she thought of how he always left a small bottle of the brand he wears so that she would have it to use. After she sprayed it, she put it on and laid back down on the bed.
'Perfect' she thought before she fell asleep.
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