You ever have those moments where you're scared to death about telling the truth: failed report card, accidentally scratched your dad's car, have the hots for a girl that you thought didn't want anything to do with you but for some reason once you start dating this other chick she's suddenly interested again? Shit can be complicated, ladies and gentlemen. Becky's situation was pretty fucked; but hopefully, by the grace of an unknown force, Carmella will understand.
Becky and Carmella snuggled in their pyjamas watching movies in Becky's hotel room.
The night felt uneasy; at least it did for Becky. Carmella was completely oblivious to the fact that Charlotte had put "the moves" on Becky. Becky tried telling Carmella several times during the night but to no avail.
"Ok, what's wrong?" Carmella suddenly said, switching off the tv.
Becky furrowed her brow. "What do you mean?" She asked.
Carmella rolled her eyes. "You've been acting weird since after SmackDown yesterday." She said.
"I don't know why you think something's wrong." Becky said.
"Becks, I know you. If I can make you come I should be able to tell when something's wrong." Carmella said.
Becky nervously looked away from Carmella.
Carmella crossed her arms. "Ok, now I definitely know something's up." She said.
"Can't we just have sex and forget about it?" Becky said.
Carmella shook her head. "After you tell me why you're acting weird." She said.
Becky's eyes began to water. "I'm sorry." She muttered.
Carmella tilted her head at Becky. "What is it?" Carmella asked.
"Charlotte kissed me before her match and while you were in the shower yesterday." Becky cried.
Carmella gasped in shock. Becky covered her face and started crying.
"But then she also fingered me before the match and in the locker room." Becky cried.
Carmella began to hyperventilate. "No... No, no, no, no, no." Carmella whispered.
Carmella collapsed on the bed, hiding her face in her t-shirt.
Becky nervously watched Carmella.
"I'm sick of your crybaby fucking bullshit with her!" Carmella snapped. "Everything is always about Charlotte! Well you can't have us both Becky."
Carmella was furious; Becky actually felt fear seeing Carmella like this.
"You decide now!" Carmella screamed. "Me or her?"
Becky shook her head. "Please, Carmella. I love you." Becky whispered.
"Bullshit!" Carmella screamed. "Me or her?"
Becky shook from the crying. "Please stop." She whined.
"Fucking answer me!" Carmella screamed.
Becky suddenly tackled Carmella and began kissing her aggressively. Carmella fought back at first, but soon submitted to Becky.
"Wait, Becky, I need an answer." Carmella pleaded.
Becky kissed Carmella again. "You." Becky whispered.
Carmella pulled Becky on top of her and kissed her with great intensity. Becky slowly undressed herself and Carmella.
Becky leaned into Carmella's ear. "I'm sorry. I love you and only you." Becky whispered.
Becky slid two fingers inside Carmella. Carmella let out a soft moan.
Carmella moaned softly while Becky continued.
"I love you too." Carmella whispered, releasing herself onto Becky.
Becky held Carmella tight. "We're gonna be ok." Becky whispered.