Can't Help But Wait
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Notes: The conclusion. This chapter will intertwine with the first three chapters of Yeah, I'm So Over You! I hope it doesn't confuse you guys!! *sniff* I'm gonna miss this story!!! :(
RIP Captain Lou Albano. Man, all of the greats are leaving.
& Happy belated birthday to Mr. Eddie Guerrero. Still missing you!!
Ch. 11: I Can't Help It, No…
-Lauryyin's POV-
Damn. You know how you just have that feeling that something bad is about to get worse? I feel like that. Monday's the rest of the draft. I already know Dave's going to SmackDown. I just have the feeling that I'm gonna be there, too. Maybe I'm just paranoid. I hope I'm just paranoid.
I'm still backstage. Waiting for the right moment to leave. I got to talk to my sisters. Our blood is always hot, so of course they were upset when they found out what happened. To my surprise, Crystal didn't say 'I told you so'. That's so not like her. Matter of fact, no one has said that.
They say everything happens for a reason, but I really don't understand this one. I guess I could understand the fact that Dave's not the 'one'. But hey, I wasn't looking for the 'one' anyway. I mean, I've had boyfriends before. Plenty of 'em. But I never felt the way I did when I was with Dave. I wouldn't say it was love, though. I was in very strong like with him. But we weren't even that serious. Ugh, I need to stop stressing and move on, but I can't.
Mark came and sat in the room with Chavo and I. My phone was ringing like crazy. Do I even have to say who it was? "God I wish he would just stop calling me. I'm gonna fuck him up!" I growled. "No you're not. I'll handle him. I'll handle it." He told me.
I made it out of the arena without any confrontation. Only stares. Everyone pretty much has the idea of what's going on anyway. There was a few Superstars at the Marriott yesterday, so a few probably heard and saw. At least I don't have to worry with it. Tonight is the final draft. I have a meeting with Vince later.
Being back on Raw, with him, has really turned me into some little angry psychopath. I don't know where it came from. I just have this weird urge. The urge to hurt something or someone. I'm just gonna suppress it. I have to. No tears, though. Shane and Chris are right. He doesn't deserve my tears.
It's official. I'm SmackDown's newest Diva. I'm gonna miss the hell out of the guys on Raw. SmackDown's not so bad though. After all, it is where I debuted. I'll deal.
Last week, after my meeting with Vince, Dave tried to talk to me. You know, the usual cheater shit. 'I'm sorry, I didn't mean it' the usual. That anger I had was unleashed. I slapped the hell out of him. I gotta say, that felt good.
Today he actually stopped to talk to me before my match. He knows the only reason he did was because he didn't see the Deadman or Eddie around. Scary bitch. He gave me this excuse that 'since I wasn't doing anything with him, he had to get it from somewhere'. At least that was what he was gonna say. I didn't let him finish. I told him off and left him standing there looking like an ass.
I talked to my big sister Dy. She suggested that I take some time off. Time off for what? I don't understand it. I know why she's suggested that though. I kinda sounded like a schizoid or something when I talked with her. I also have a history of doing crazy shit out of anger. Maybe I should take a few days off. Cause I did sound a little maniacal on the phone.
I don't know why, but it's like whenever I think of him, I switch into this revenge seeking psychopath. It's like the psycho side of me takes over and charges! I think I should just stay away from him. I'm gonna take the time off. It's much safer. Anything to keep my job and stay out of jail.
After I told Mark about what Dave said and cried like a damn baby in front of him, we finally got some chill time. Gosh, he's really starting to treat me like a kid. Ya know the watch your mouth, shit. It's kinda cute.
-Mark's POV-
When I pulled her into my arms, I noticed that she stopped crying. When I let her go, her cheeks were red. She was blushing. The girl is adorable. We're in her favorite place to be, catering. After she told me about her encounter with Dave, I noticed a weird look in her eyes. I don't know what, but it was just off. She seemed a little different. But when I would start talking to her, she was back to normal. Only when we'd stop talking, would I see that weird look.
"The show's almost over. I better be going." She smiled as she stood. "Yeah, I need to get the rest of my bags." I said as I stood up, too. She gave me a long warm hug before she walked off. I had that feeling that someone was staring at me, but I brushed it off.
-Lauryyin's POV-
As I walked away from Mark, red cheeks and all, I went into the locker room. Solitude, again. Sometimes, I really hate being alone. I quickly packed up my stuff and left. I was traveling with Eddie and Chavito.
"Miela, go ahead to the car. I'll be there in a second." Eddie said as he handed me the key to the rental car. I sighed and left. I sat in the car and cut the music up loud. At least I can halfway escape with some guitars.
-Eddie's POV-
"Hey vato, can I talk to you for a sec?" I said as I caught up with Mark. "Yeah, what's up?" He answered as he turned around to me. "I'm not one for gossip, but are you and Sara divorcing?" He kinda looked shocked when I asked him that. Hell, I would be, too. But I need to analyze some things, and to do that, I'm gonna need some answers.
"Uh, yeah man. Yeah. We've been separated for a while now. Why?" He asked genuinely confused. I chuckled. "Órale, homes! You got a thing for mi prima!" I laughed. He looked more confused than ever. "What?" He asked.
"Man. I see you checking her out, vato. I know." I chuckled more. "Eddie, what the hell are you talking about?" He asked, his face turning red. He knows exactly what I'm talking about. "Don't pretend vato loco. Lauryyin? I see the way you look at her. Nobody else sees it, but I do." I grinned at his red face. He went from confused, to embarrassed in about two seconds.
"Am I really that obvious?" He sighed. "No. I just know things. I can tell." I nodded. "I don't know man, she just got this magnetic pull on her. Ya know. I don't know what it is, but I know I like it." I smiled. "Ah, Estás cayendo por ella. You're falling for her, ese. Simple as that. Your eyes tell it. I can see it in your eyes." I said as I pointed to his big green eyes.
"Yeah, I might be." He nervously chucked. Damn. He really does like Lori. Never, and I mean NEVER have I seen the Phenom like this. He's nervous. "Well, finally. A smart and decent guy likes her. You know, vato, I think she might feel that way, too. But she'll never admit it. It's in her eyes. You guys eyes tell it. There's something there. Definitely."
He just kinda nodded. "Listen, amigo. I know I probably freaked you out with this, but I just had to ask. I'm like a dad to her, so it's my job. I just wanted to let you know, I think you two are good for each other. She always has a smile when she's with you. I feel like I can trust you with her. I really do, man."
A soft smile crept on his face when I said that. "Thanks, man." He spoke. "It's true, vato. Now, I don't do hookup's. So you're gonna have to do all that yourself. I just wanted to tell you, I approve of you, ese." I smiled as we shook hands. Instead of him letting my hand go, he pulled the rest of me to him and we hugged.
Whoa, he can be gentle when he wants to. His sweet side comes out when it comes to matters of the heart. "Thanks again, man. You know, you should be some kind of therapist." He chuckled. "Damn, you two even think alike. Lori's told me that same thing. She actually calls me Counselor Eduardo." I laughed. "Speaking of her, she seems to be taking this Dave thing hard. She's not herself. I'm worried about her." He said.
"She's gonna be home for a few days, and I 'm worried about her, too. Look, I'm going back to Florida so I wont be able to check on her. Her sisters and brother wont be there to keep an eye on her, and you're gonna be in Texas, so could you?"
"Of course, man." He said as I handed him a key to Lori's house. "This is a key to their house. If she doesn't answer the when you call, just go there." I said. "Man, I can't just barge up-" He started. "No, no. Trust me. If she doesn't answer the phone, just go to the house and check on things. Trust me. I know my miela." I didn't want to worry him any more than he already was, but I know Lori. I didn't want to scare him either, but she needs him right now.
Without any more questions, he replied. "Alright, man. I'll check on her. Later." He said as he headed out the door. When I finally got to the car, Lori was knocked out. Music blasting, and she's out like a log. She cracks me up. "Wake your ass up, miela. And cut that down." I laughed as I drove off. "Dammit, Eddie! You always wakin' me up!" She whined.
"Yeah, well. Can't have you drooling on these seats. This ain't my car, ya know." I laughed. "I do not drool, Estúpido!" She said as she popped me on the arm. "Ouch! That hurt, but I still love you." We laughed.
-Mark's POV-
After talking to Eddie, I feel a little better about my situation. At least I have his blessing. That was one of my biggest concerns. It's strange that he knew I had feelings for her. He really needs to be some kind of therapist. He was dead on.
I hope he's right about her. That she might have feelings for me, too. If she does, I'll just have to make her admit it. I have my ways. It's possible.
I just wish that this whole Dave situation didn't hurt her so much. I hate to see her all sad. Apparently, she cared more for him than she's letting on. I'm afraid that it might take her a while before she trusts a man, to date. But then again, she's a strong person. I think she can bounce back.
Bu before I think of a way to express my feelings to her, I need to sort out a few more things. My kids, for one. The girls are young and they really don't understand what's going on. Gunner does, but he's cool with me dating people.
Then there's Fuego's age. I'm cool with it, now that I've gotten used to it. Eddie's cool with it. And he was my biggest fear. Not only are we close, but his closest cousin? And she just got heartbroken? I guess you really can see the feelings I have for her in my eyes. I can't. Hell, all I can see is eyes.
Back to the age thing. She has no problem dating older guys. But the problem is, everyone else. I'd look like one of the most perverted men in the world. Truth is, I felt that way when I realized I was attracted to her.
But the more I try to get rid of these feelings I have for her, the more I feel. I've tried treating her like a little kid or something. I'd tell her not to cuss, when in reality, it turns me the hell on. Or when she'd be lazy and prop her legs on my lap, I'd push them off and frown at her. When in reality, I never wanted her to move. Or when she hugs me, the softness of her skin. When I run my hands through her curly hair, it goes straight through. That sweet smell of whatever type of Victoria's Secret perfume she decides to wear. The way we tease each other with 'old man & little girl'. The way she says Deadman in that Latin way. The enticing smile she gives me whenever she sees me. Man, I could go on and on.
Forget all the worries. I'm gonna drive myself crazy if I don't at least try. Every time I see her with tears in her eyes, I want to grab her and kiss all the pain away. I restrained that urge the few times that I did see her cry. I'm afraid that if I see her crying again, I might not be able to control it. To be honest, I really don't think I want to control it. I'm falling for her hard and fast. She's got me whipped, and she doesn't even know it.
I'm in El Paso, now. At one of my favorite bars. I didn't call to check on her today, so I guess I'll do it now.
No answer.
Tried again, but still no answer. Following Eddie's instructions, I hopped on my Harley and headed to Lori's house.
When I got there, I noticed a black car in the driveway. It's not Lori's because she doesn't have a car. Poor kid. Nineteen , famous, and no transportation. Anyway, I noticed the symbols on the car.
Dave. Fuck! What the hell is he doing here?
I hopped off of my bike, and walked to the door. I used the key Eddie gave me and walked in. Nothing.
When I went into the den, my heart and my mouth dropped. There she was, laying under none other than her ex, or so I thought was her ex, Dave. Lips locked. Her shirt by my feet. His wifebeater in the middle of the floor. I just stood there for a few seconds.
A few seconds was all it took for her to notice my presence.
"Mark! How in the heck did you get in here?" She screamed as Dave's big ass jumped off of her and grabbed his wifebeater off of the floor.
"Damn Lauryyin! I figured that you would be torturing someone, but babe, if this is your idea of torture, then you can torture me anytime." I flirted with a grin. I seriously don't know where the HELL that came from! It just came out. I guess a mixture of jealousy with seeing Dave kissing her and my attraction to her in that damn pink lace bra just made it come out. I guess you can throw out the possibility of me controlling my urges.
She laid there, as if she was thinking about it. "Mark I was not torturing anyone. I was trying to kill him." She quickly spoke. I tried to hold in a chuckle. "How in the hell did you think you were gonna do that? Fuck him to death?" I replied with a little venom. I regret saying that, she looked really hurt when I said it.
"Look Lauryyin, I'm outta here! You are starting to scare me" Dave said as he practically ran his ass out of the house. I must admit, I was glaring holes into his big ass.
After Dave closed the door, I turned my attention back to the half naked beauty on the couch. I smiled at her. "Nice bra." I said. Hey, I'm on a roll with these outbursts of flirts, aren't I?
She blushed. "Whatever perv!" She said as she got up. She playfully covered her chest as she searched the floor. When I realized what she was looking for, I grabbed her tube top. It was right by my foot. I smirked and backed into the hallway. When she followed, I broke and ran straight through the open glass doors to the backyard.
"You want the shirt? Come get it." I smirked once I got to the pool. I raised my arm in the air. When I saw her grab for it, with that smirk still intact, I dropped it into the pool.
"Oops! Damn, am I clumsy!" Again, I must say, I don't know where all this flirtiness is coming from. Natural, I guess. At least she's enjoying it. Hell, I'm enjoying it, too.
"Ooh, you punk! I'm getting another shirt. You stay here." She grinned. As she entered the house, I couldn't help but stare. She has on some goddamn combat boots. Of course, I followed her inside. When I got into the den, I saw her pull a knife from the cushions she and Dave were on.
"Damn Fuego! You were seriously going to kill him? Psycho." I joked. Without any words, she just walked past me into the kitchen. That's when it hit me, she was serious. The boots, the sex seduction, Eddie telling me to check on her. Damn.
I followed her into the kitchen. "Girl do you know that you would have went to jail? Do you know that his family would be devastated. Yours too! You seriously need help!" I screamed. I'm serious, too.
"I know Mark. I wasn't going to do it. I just wanted to scare him. I didn't have any intention of killing him. I just wanted to scare him. Mark you know me. I couldn't kill anybody. I was hurt. I wanted him to hurt." She said as tears started to fall from her eyes.
Fuck. I didn't want her to cry. She walked past me into the front of the stairs, but before she could go up, I grabbed her arm and pulled her to me. Without thinking, I put my arms around her waist and pulled her close. Within the seven or eight seconds I held her, that uncontrollable urge came back. I quickly let her go.
She turned around again and was about to hit the first step, but I grabbed her again. I spun her around to face me, looked her dead in the eyes and kissed her. Soft. They're so soft and warm. She kissed me back.
After a few seconds, she let my tongue in. God, I felt like I had won the lottery. Heaven.
Yeah, it was heaven, until she pulled away from me. Damn, was she red. I stood there for a few seconds and let the last few minutes process in my head. She looked a little confused. Now, I am, too. "I'm sorry Lauryyin." I said as I walked out of the stairway and to the front door. She wants me, too. I know that. I have a chance. One problem, getting her to admit it.
As I rode off, I came to the realization that she likes to be flirted with. I'm pretty good at being a mind-fuck. Half of the tactics I use as Taker are my ideas. I'm good at it. She's gonna be mine soon.
Let the games begin!
To sum this up, I'm falling hard and I'm falling fast. I'm impatient, so I can't keep waiting. I want her and I'm gonna get her. I probably sound crazy. And you know what? I can't help it, and I don't care.
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