Chapter 20
Amaya was slightly nervous about going with Seth to Davenport Iowa; his home town that he loved and missed so much. He went back as often as he could on his days off. Seth chuckled when he watched as Amaya sat in the passenger seat of the rental he could tell she was nervous as she was ringing her hands. Seth leaned over and took her hand in his as he kissed the back of it before he rubbed it along the soft scruff of his beard; knowing she liked the touch of it.
Seth knew it had been weird for her to sleep in his childhood bedroom the night before when they got into Davenport the night before after a couple hour flight from where Smackdown was. Once he wrapped his arms around her she settled and calmed and then turned over and burrowed herself against the front of his body. He was more than happy to keep her calm and warm.
Amaya looked over at Seth and smiled softly. "We're not telling your parents I'm dating both you and Roman right?"
Seth smiled softly as he stopped at a red light. "Amaya I know you're nervous, but don't be. No I haven't told my parents about my girlfriend dating me and my best friend and tag partner."
"I just – I just don't want them to think I'm some kind of slut." Amaya admitted openly.
The light turned green and Seth pulled through the light and into the hospital parking lot and killed the engine as soon as he pulled into an empty spot. He turned and looked at her. "Amaya no matter what happens with the three of us. I would never let anyone treat you like that. Not even anyone from my family. I know the three of us said we're not telling anyone at the company about our three way relationship, because of that issue right there. I don't want someone coming up to you thinking they can put their hands on you just because you happen to be dating two guys at once. That's what Cena did and that's why we fucked him up on Monday night. It doesn't matter if you're dating me or me and Roman or if you felt adventurous enough and decided to date all 3 Shield members it's no one's business but ours. And no one has the right to make you feel like shit or like a slut or anything. And if you ever feel that way you have to let us know so we can put your mind at ease."
Amaya smiled softly as she nodded. "Okay." She was happy with Seth's answer. She was still slightly nervous but she was like that when she was meeting new people. She watched as Seth got out and walked around to her side and opened the door and she took the hand he extended to her. His hand on her stomach pushing her against the side of the car kept her from moving. She looked up at him. "What?"
Seth smiled as he leaned down and captured her lips. "Calm down and don't be so nervous baby." He mumbled against her lips and when she finally kissed him back and felt her arms wrap around his waist. His arms went around her as he deepened the kiss and felt her fist his t-shirt in her hands.
Amaya smiled as Seth pulled away and took her hand in his lacing his fingers together with hers as he led her into the hospital. They stepped on the elevator as Amaya leaned against his arm. "So do your parents even know about me?"
Seth chuckled. "Of course, I'm not going to date someone and not tell them; especially after a picture of us from our carnival date landed on twitter. I wasn't trying to hide you from them; I just wasn't sure how this whole relationship was going to work or it would work at all. Mom tends to get attached to my girlfriends and dad doesn't really care."
Amaya smiled softly. "Well if my parents weren't complete asshole I would love to introduce you to them."
Seth squeezed her hand slightly. "What happened? I mean if you don't want to tell me…" He trailed off, in case he was being too nosy.
Amaya shook her head. "Well when mom found out that Amyra got pregnant from a married man who basically left her with nothing she tried to convince Amyra to have an abortion. She said the baby was an abomination since she would be having it out of wedlock. Amyra doesn't believe in abortion; she thinks any child brought into the world is a miracle. Mom threw a hissy fit and bitched at dad about it long enough that he blew up at Amyra and that's when we decided we didn't need them to run our lives anymore. When she got sick they tried to come back into our lives and tried to tell Amyra she needed to give her daughter up for adoption because if she suddenly died no one would take care of her."
Seth could hear the pain in Amaya's voice as she explained what her parents had done. Seth shook his head. "I can't imagine not having my parents in my life. But I can definitely understand where you and your sister are coming from." His head snapped up as the elevator dinged and the doors opened to the floor his mom was on. "C'mon time for you to meet my parents."
Amaya swallowed hard as she let Seth lead her down the hallway. It didn't take long until an older gentleman about Seth's high with the same dark hair was sitting in the waiting room.
"Dad, what's going on?" Seth asked.
Amaya watched as Seth let go of her hand as the older gentleman stood up and hugged his son tightly.
"You mother isn't responding correctly to the medication they put her on. The doctor and his assistant are in there now running a bunch of tests." Chocolate brown eyes landed on the nervous looking blonde standing behind his son as he smiled warmly. "You must be Amaya." He held his hand out and as her small hand slid into his he pulled her into a warm hug. "It's nice to finally meet you."
Amaya returned his warm hug with one of her own. "It's nice to finally meet you too Mr. Rollins."
"It's Mike sweetheart, just Mike; anything formal and I'll start looking for Seth's grandpa." Mike chuckled as he releases his hold on his son's girlfriend. He watched as Seth stepped up beside her and took her hand in his.
Seth frowned. "When will we know anything about mom?"
Mike scrubbed a hand down his face. "It probably won't be for a few hours. You can either get comfortable here with me in these ass killing hospital seats or you can go back to the house, because I'm sure by the time you got in it was close to 3 or 4 am and you two probably didn't get much sleep."
Amaya shook her head. "No were staying. We have no place better to be right now."
Seth smiled down at Amaya. He knew her reaction was real and wasn't forced. She was generally worried about his mother as much as he and his father were. It didn't take a genius to see how big her heart was and when someone was worried about a loved one she was clearly the best person to go to for comfort. He was suddenly glad she'd come with him to Iowa. He thought for sure she'd be bored, but apparently he was wrong.
The threesome sat down in the waiting room again as Mike and Amaya talked about Seth and his close relationship with his mother growing up. Apparently a few years back Mike and Seth's mother Adele had a falling out when Seth was around the age of 10 and the split for a while until they could get themselves back on stable ground. This was what got him interested in wrestling. In order for Adele to keep Seth's mind occupied and not worrying if his father would come back Adele would turn on the TV and find wrestling and allow Seth to watch as much of it as he wanted. According to Mike it wasn't if they could fix their marriage it was when. They didn't split with the intention of making it a permanent arrangement. Mike and Adele couldn't deny the love they had between the two of them. They hit a rocky patch just like everyone in life and the worked through it and within 10 months Mike was back home with his family where he always belonged.
Amaya looked at Seth. "So that's why you love your job so much." She reached up and pulled on his chin hair. "I can understand that."
A few hours later, Amaya looked up and didn't realize they'd been there literally all day long. "Wow is it really 8?" She swallowed hard as she sat up from her relaxed position against Seth.
About 5 they had ventured down to the cafeteria and had some dinner; when they got back to the waiting area the doctor finally came in and said Adele was having an allergic reaction to the meds they were giving her, but they had started her on some new meds and they were then allowed to go in and visit with her. Seth and Mike went in to see her – Amaya was not going to go in there; the woman was sick and chances are she didn't want anyone to see her sick, much less her own family and now her sons girlfriend. Amaya was goo with just waiting. Once Seth got back to the waiting room and plopped down onto the couch he'd said his mom was looking much better. They knew it would be a few more weeks before they could even THINK about releasing her to go home.
Mike checked his watch. "Jesus it really is 8. Seth you should get yourselves back to the house and relax a little. You will be here till Monday morning, you've got all the time in the world to go back in there and see mom again. They are setting me up a cot in her room, like they do every night. I am not going home until your mother does. I have a hell of a time sleeping without her."
Seth nodded as he stood up. He watched as his dad hugged Amaya and she moved out of the way. Seth hugged his dad tight and returned his dad's pat on the back. "You call me if you need anything." His dad nodded as Seth looked down before taking Amaya's hand in his. "Let's head out."
Amaya stood in the bathroom in her panties and Seth's t-shirt. She brushed her hair out and then brushed her teeth. "You're parents are so in love. I can't imagine having a bond so tight that you can't sleep at night without your other half. Ya know? It's sweet and romantic." Amaya stated as she rinsed her mouth.
Seth nodded as he brushed his own teeth. Once he rinsed and put their toothbrushes back in their travel cases. He followed Amaya back to his childhood room. "Dad has always been like that. Anytime she has to be admitted into the hospital. He refuses to go home without her. Even when I was born; he just wouldn't budge. I guess when you've loved someone as much as they've loved each other and been through it all you really do stick with each other through everything."
Amaya nodded as she crawled into the queen size bed, Seth's mother had switched out when Seth left years ago. It might've been his childhood room, but it was now a quest room for family or friends. Seth crawled into bed and leaned over and turned the light off. He rolled towards her as she softly kissed the middle of his chest and could just feel the tension rolling in his body. "What can I do to help you relax?"
Seth chuckled. "You just love asking me those loaded questions don't you?" He asked as his hands began to roam the curves her body through his t-shirt, which he couldn't get over how sexy she looked in it. He had elevator eyes the whole time they were standing in the bathroom brushing their teeth and getting ready for bed.
"Of course, as long as I can get a good reaction or answer from you." She winked up at him and before long his lips had captured hers. She felt him shift as he rolled onto his back and pulled her on top of him as she sat up and was straddled across his lap; her eyes widened when his hand jerked slightly and ripped her panties from her body.
Seth chuckled. "Sorry! I'll buy you more I swear."
She could feel the bulge in his black shorts and could tell exactly what he needed to get him to relax. Her hand rubbed and stroked his erection through his shorts as she pulled on the elastic waist band and boxer/briefs. "Gonna get rid of these?" She asked with a smirk on her face. Her eyes widened even more as he pushed his hips up and a few seconds later his shorts and boxer/briefs were lying on the floor with her torn undies. There was going to be zero foreplay tonight she knew she was more than ready for him as he grabbed his wallet on the night stand and handed her the condom he kept in there. Apparently she was putting it on him.
Seth had to let her put the condom on or he was going to have seriously erection reduction issues. Her hands were steady and soft as he closed his eyes at the feeling of her rolling it on all the way to the base. "You ready?" He asked her and when she nodded, he lifted her by the hips and slowly deposited her on his aching erection; both groaning at the contact. He pulled his shirt off of her. He wanted to see all of her naked flesh. When she began to roll her hips he knew he was not going to last long.
But oh what a ride it would be.
