Chapter 5
I woke up the next morning in Dave's arms. I looked at him and smiled. He looks so cute when he is sleeping. Its so different than seeing him wrestle. He is so violent, but when he is asleep, well, he is defenseless. I closed my eyes, snuggled up right on his chest, and fell asleep.
"Ariann, wake up," I heard someone whisper to me.
"I'm up, why are you whispering?" I said rubbing my eyes.
"I don't know, I just did, it's better than me yelling for you to get up."
"Yeah, I guess so," I said closing my eyes. He pushed me around a little bit. "I'm just resting my eyes, jeeze!" I said grabbing a pillow and hitting him with it.
"Oh no you didn't," he said mimicking me.
"Oh yes, I did," I said hitting him again. We went back and forth until we both fell back on the bed. He smiled at me and bust out laughing. I pretended to be all serious, but it didn't work out so well because he started tickling me.
"Okay, stop! I give!"
"Good, now, lets get serious. Your job means that your going to be making matches. Well, tomorrow at Extreme Rules, I have a match against Randy and I know for a fact that Erynn will be in his corner. I think you should make your debut by coming out with me. You can use the old fashion sibling rivalry."
"That would be good, the fans wouldn't know what to think, but one problem. I don't know how to wrestle."
"Yeah, well that's when the whole gym training comes in. You get yourself a trainer and your good."
"But, who would want to train someone like me?"
"Uh, me! Lets go to the gym and I'll show you some moves," he said taking my hand.
"Okay."
We went to the gym and he gave me a hand getting into the ring. He taught me the basic moves, reversals, and a few finishers. Then, we tried figuring out the move that would best fit my personality. He showed me one that he made up called The Rising Sun. I fell in love with it. I worked on it repeatedly on a dummy, but when Dave came back over and asked me to try it on him, I got nervous. I did it and when he didn't get up I fell to my knees beside him.
"Dave, Dave, you said you could handle it," I said touching his cheek. He grabbed me and pulled me next to him.
"I did stand it, its called playing possum. That's apart of your next lesson, no matter who it is and how much they seem like they are in pain, do not and I repeat do not take your eyes off their eyes. Also, do not bend down to see if they are okay like you just did, because they will get you pinned easily and you wont be able to get out of it."
"Okay, now, did it somewhat hurt you?"
"Not really, but it would hurt divas like yourself."
"Perfect! I mean I really doubt I will be fighting guys as big as you."
"Yeah, unless you are like your sister. Do you wanna go get something to eat?" He said laughing.
"Sure, why not?"
"Lets go then," he said taking me by my hand. I giggled and let I'm lead me out the door. My phone rang,
"Hello? Yeah? Uh huh, yeah, okay, I will be right there."
"Who was that?"
"My dad, we need to go to Charlotte, my mom is in the hospital."
"Oh okay, I think it would be faster if I drove rather than get a plane ride. Tickets could take forever to get and driving is only like four hours."
"Okay, lets go," I said pulling him into the car.
"You know, I can't get in on your side, so let me go."
"Oh, ya sorry," I said blushing.
"Its fine," he said smiling. " Do you know what happened?"
"My dad didn't say, but I bet she lost all of Erynn's money, that would just kill her," I joked.
"You need to be serious about this, I know what its like to hate someone so much and then lose them. Believe me, it sucks."
"Oh, Dave, I didn't mean it like that."
"Its whatever, it was a long time ago."
"Who?"
"What?" he said looking over at me.
"Who was it?"
"My dad," he whispered.
"Dave, I'm so sorry. I didn't know."
"Your right, you didn't. No one did. Not until now."
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"There isn't really anything to talk about, he was a bad parent. He treated me like crap and when he died, I realized how much I missed him. We never did anything that kids do with their fathers. No playing catch, watching football, checking out hot chicks, nothing. It sucks when you miss out on stuff like that. He told me he loved me right before he shot himself." I could tell Dave was crying, just by the way he would turn his face away from me. "He did it right in front of me."
"Hey, its gunna be okay. I promise."
"It's been 6 years. I'm 26 freakin years old and I'm crying over a freakin dead guy."
"Dave, calm down. Ts okay to let it all out."
"No its not, you probably think I'm some big wuss cause I'm crying."
"Nah, I like guys who actually show their feelings. Its pretty hot," I said leaning over kissing his cheek. He smiled and went back to driving. It was silent most of the way until we were almost there when he spoke up.
"Don't tell anyone that I'm a big cry baby okay?"
"Okay, don't worry, I wont," I said kissing him, this time on the lips. We both smiled in the kiss and I could tell that everything would be okay.