AN: OMG GUYS! It's been forever, hasn't it? I'm truly SO sorry. I was just loaded down with school work & had NO time to devote to writing. Well, now I'm on winter break so expect lots of updates. I'll try not to have a whole 2 months between updates again! Love you all xoxo
"We won't tell them, nothing said here will leave this table," assured Randy, glancing at everyone else at the table, who nodded in response to Randy's comment.
Evan took a deep breath and then exhaled. "Ok, here goes," Evan said heavily.
He launched into the story of finding Cody crying, hid refusal to say what was wrong and his angry outburst. When he was done, Evan was shocked that his friends didn't seem concerned.
"Cody's always been a bit…emotional. He'll be fine," said John, sipping his water.
"Yeah, I don't see anything to worry about. He and Dave probably just had a fight. He'll get over it," Randy chimed in.
"Oh yeah, I forgot he and Dave were together," Evan said, now thinking about his thoughts earlier while in the shower with Cody.
"Yep," confirmed Randy. "Been together for what, like 6 months now?"
After that, the conversation shifted from Cody to the latest sports news, a conversation basically dominated by John and Mike, who were huge basketball fans.
"Hey guys, where's Ted? He hasn't hung out with us lately," Evan asked the group.
"He's off with his little French poodle, Maryse," Mike answered mocking Ted's nickname he'd taken to calling his French girlfriend.
"Ugh, he's always with her. Ted is whipped!" John said proceeding to mime a whip cracking, complete with sound effects, that sent everyone into a fit of laughter.
"Nothing better than chatting sports with my best friends," Evan thought to himself happily over his French onion soup.
After another hour of cracking jokes at each other, numerous chocolate desserts and an intense debate between John and Mike about which basketball team would make the playoffs, the group was all set to leave.
The group piled into Randy's black Cadillac for the second time that night. The ride back to the hotel was a quite one, which might have been due to the fact that Mike and Jake were making out the entire ride and no one wanted to interrupt them. Evan was also lost in his thoughts, most of them drifting to Cody. Half of him wanted to investigate further and see if he can find out what Cody's problem was, the other half wanted to listen to Randy and John and continue believing it was nothing to worry about.
"It's probably none of my business," Evan thought to himself. "If he really wanted help, he would have told me what was up. I don't even know why I'm thinking about this so much. It's probably nothing, just as John and Randy said. Everyone gets sad, don't they? Fuck, for all I know he may not even be sad…probably just stress or something."
In Evan's mind, it sounded like a good idea to stop thinking about Cody and forget about his breakdown, but somewhere deep down told him it was a deeper, bigger problem.
"Where were you?" Dave demanded as soon as Cody got in the car. Cody had barely gotten inside the vehicle before Dave sped out of the parking lot arena.
"I'm sorry, it won't happen again," Cody mumbled, not looking at his enraged boyfriend.
"I asked you a fucking question! Answer me now!" Dave barked, going through a red light in the process.
"Dave, I was just talking to Evan," Cody sighed, running his hands through his hair and putting his head in his hands.
"Yeah, about what? Huh? Gonna go meet up with your new boy toy? Is that it?" Dave demanded, taking a chance of taking his eyes off the road by glaring at the other brunette.
"No, Dave it's not like that. He just invited me out to dinner with him-"
"SEE? I fucking knew it!" The older angry man started ranting and raving about his suspicions of Cody cheating on him. The younger man let out another sigh.
This is how it always was. Cody would talk to one of his friends, Dave would find out and get angry and yell until he couldn't yell anymore. Sometime's he'd even go so far as to strike Cody. This is what his relationship with Dave Batista had grown into. What started out as an amazing, loving romance was now turned into a paranoid, accusatory mess. And to be quite honest, Cody was getting fed up with it. He was tired of being treated like shit, tired of being hit for no reason , tired of being the one that's always wrong.
"Something's gotta give, I can't do this anymore," Cody thought to himself. "I need to save this relationship or end it before it gets too dangerous. He's already hit me before. Who's to say he won't do it again or worse….become more violent."
A sharp voice cut through Cody's thoughts. "Cody? Are you fucking listening to me?" Dave yelled at him, yanking Cody out of his thoughts.
"You're not even fucking listening to me, are you? You're nothing but a little piece of SHIT. That's ALL you are. You're nothing, you're nobody! So you better stop disrespecting me because I'm all you have and I'm you're ever gonna get. No else wants you. I'm the only one who'll take your sorry ass. I'm all you're ever gonna get, so you better fucking start treating me better," Dave finally ended his long tirade against his boyfriend who just sat there looking hurt and with the urge to break down in tears.
"Why do I let this happen to me? I need to put this to an end before it gets worse," Cody thought to himself sadly, disappointed in himself and what he'd become. The young brunette gazed out the window at the passing cars, away from his angry lover, a lone tear falling down his face.
"This has to end."