Author's Note: Eeeeep. Another drama chapter updated! I think you guys'll get a kick out of this chapter. Enjoy :)
Maryse's head snapped when Elle uttered those words. She felt like she'd been waiting forever for her to say that. She was glad Elle was finally letting her in again. Ever since things with Wade started going downhill a little, she became distant with her. "Of course. About what?" she asked.
The two of them sat face to face. "Everything," Elle replied. "I have a confession to tell you."
The French-Canadian's face become concerned suddenly. "What is it, Ellie?"
She spat it out instead of stalling. "I had an affair with Dolph."
"You what?"
Elle calmed her down before she started cursing in French, something she always did when she got angry or upset. "It's all over now, for good this time. It all started about a year ago..." She started her story, started spilling her guts, telling Maryse everything she could. She wanted her to know what had been going on in her life for the past year, everything she went through. Since everything was over between her and Dolph, she wanted to tell Maryse, hoping she wouldn't get judge for her actions.
Maryse honestly couldn't believe what she was hearing. The girl who loved Wade more than anything had an affair with one of their friends? She had no idea it was that bad. Or maybe it was Elle's way out of her marriage. Although that had to be canceled out since they were still together. She had no idea how to react or what to say.
"Mars, please say something. Anything," Elle pleaded.
"I-I don't know what to say, Elle. You cheated on your husband, had an affair with Dolph. What am I supposed to say?" Maryse exclaimed. She had no idea her friend was capable of doing that.
Elle let out a sigh. "I don't know..."
"Well, I'm glad you told me and I'm glad that the whole affair's over. You belong with Wade, Ellie and it's not just because you two are married, but I know that you two love each other so much. I've always loved you and Wade together. Just please stay away from Dolph."
"I am. I'm trying my hardest. Do you think my feelings for him will ever go away?"
"It'll take some time, but I promise they will." Maryse leaned over and hugged Elle tightly.
"And what if I told you that Wade and I were going to try and start a family?" Elle questioned.
Maryse quickly pulled apart from her best friend and squealed. "Really? That's great, Ellie!"
"Yeah. I mean at first, I didn't want to because Vince said he would give me a title shot, but then after all that drama happened when I told Wade I didn't want to, I started thinking that it would be best for us. The idea of us trying again would be great. I'm just scared that I might lose the baby again."
"You won't lose the baby, Elle. You were in a car accident. It's not your fault."
"I know, but I'm still scared." She sighed heavily, running a hand through her dark curls. All she wanted was the perfect family and that was taken away from her the first time she was pregnant. She just hoped that nothing bad would happen this time around.
"Don't be, sweetie. You have me and Wade and Phil. We're all here for you to make sure nothing bad happens again," the beautiful blonde tried to assure her friend.
"Thanks Maryse," Elle spoke, putting on a smile.
"You're welcome. I'm always here for you, okay? But onto better things, like your birthday!"
"All I want is to have a nice dinner with a few friends, get through the house show, and go home to see Wade. By the way, I'm not getting drunk either."
Maryse let out a soft giggle. "Whatever you want. It's your birthday, but I'll plan everything."
"Great. Less work for me," Elle remarked, hugging Maryse in thanks.
Elle stood in front of a full length mirror, checking out the gold, sequined, skin tight dress she was wearing. Maryse had bought it for her as a birthday present. She was very thankful for it even though she told Maryse it was too much already since she was paying for the entire dinner as well. Elle really had a great friend in Maryse. She slipped on her black pumps and checked herself out once more in the mirror. She honestly looked good for tonight. She sat down, crossing one leg over the other and reached for her phone. She checked her text messages and she still had that one unread text from Dolph. She can see that the first two words were "Happy Birthday," but she didn't dare open the text. She felt like it was a test if she did.
She let out a heavy sigh as she got up and gathered her things. She wasn't going to lie to herself that she missed Dolph because she did. Whenever she saw him first thing that day, she wished she could run up to him and give him a tight hug. As she was walking out to meet Maryse and Mike, she got a Facetime call from Wade. She quickly answered. "Hi baby!" she squealed when she saw his handsome face on the screen.
"Happy Birthday, beautiful," he responded, smiling from ear to ear.
"Thank you! I miss you. I can't wait to see you tomorrow," Savannah excitedly told him. Seeing and hearing from him definitely made her night/birthday a lot better.
"Same here. So how's your birthday so far?" Wade wanted to know.
"It's been eh. Look at the dress Maryse got me though." She pulled her phone back a little farther, then moving it up and down to show him the entire dress.
"Wow, love. You look absolutely gorgeous," he grinned. "And very sexy."
She giggled, getting a little red in her cheeks. "Thanks babe. I hate to cut this call short, but I have to go. Maryse and Mike are waiting for me to take me to my birthday dinner. I'll call you after. Love you." She gave him an air kiss as he replied, then ending the call. She had to hurry since their reservations were waiting.
The limo had taken Elle, Phil, Mike, and Maryse to this new restaurant in the city. A restaurant on the second floor, a club on the first so it was a perfect place to have Elle's birthday. They could enjoy a nice dinner and then party it up before everyone went home for the weekend. As they headed up to the restaurant, Elle contemplated on reading Dolph's text message. To set her mind at ease, she did. She opened it and all it said was, "Happy Birthday, Ellie!" with a video attached, so she played it.
"Hi Elle! I honestly didn't want to just send you a text message to greet you a happy birthday and since we're not speaking, I decided to make you a video. So hey! This is Dolph Ziggler wishing the very beautiful and lovely, Elle Barrett a happy, happy birthday. May all your wishes come true and I really do hope you have the best birthday today. I love you and I always will," said the video message. This made her smile from ear to ear. Besides hearing from Wade, she felt like she needed to hear this. She didn't care who it was from, but it definitely made the rest of birthday night.
The waiter led them up to the private room where dinner would be served and once he opened it, a very loud, "Surprise!" echoed the room. "Oh my god!" Elle exclaimed, cupping her hands over her mouth. She was definitely surprised. The room was decorated in streamers and balloons and a huge banner that read, "Happy Birthday, Elle!" on it. She was not expecting this at all. Elle graced her way over to her friends, greeting them with hugs and thanks. When she got to Maryse to thank her for all this, she noticed a familiar bleach blonde standing in the corner of the room, texting away on his phone. "You invited him?" Elle exclaimed quietly.
Maryse knew exactly who she was talking about. "I had to. He was around Jack when I told him and you know those two. They're best friends. I can't invite one, but not the other," she explained quickly.
Elle nodded her head in understanding. She sighed heavily. It was time to be the bigger person here. She approached the man in the corner slowly. Her heart started racing as she got closer, her face feeling hot. "Hi Dolph," she spoke meekly.
Dolph looked up to the person that had cut him out of her life a few days ago standing right in front of him. Was this some kind of joke? "Uh, why are you talking to me?" he questioned, only wanting to know, but coming off a bit harsh. He looked away from his phone, sticking it back into his pocket. He gave her his full attention.
"I just wanted to say thanks for coming and thank you for the sweet video message. It really made my day better," she told him. She then walked away, joining the rest of her friends at the table to start the dinner. The sooner dinner was over, the sooner they could get to the club and she could get home to Wade.
Dinner honestly went pretty well. Elle had so much fun, fun she hasn't had in awhile. They were all down at the club now, in the VIP section Maryse had closed off for her, Elle, and their friends. Elle sat in the center of the couch, her friends surrounding her. On one side of her, Phil sat there chatting with Cody, and on the other, Maryse and Mike sat talking to Dolph and Jack. She could feel Dolph's bright blue eyes burning into her. He had been like that all night, unable to keep his eyes off her at all. While she, on the other hand, had tried everything not to want him again. She leaned back against the couch, texting Wade. She had been doing that all night when her mind wasn't occupied with her party and Dolph. Elle stood up and headed to the bar. She needed some time to herself.
"Give me your hardest drink," Elle told the bartender when he asked for her drink order. She waited no more than two minutes for her drink. She took one sip and her face scrunched up. The drink was good, but she could tell it was super strong. She downed the rest of it in three seconds flat, asking for another one.
By her fifth drink, Elle was halfway drunk. Unlike others, she was a good drunk. She didn't cause scenes or was loud, unless spoken to. And she was very flirtatious. As she looked around the bar, she saw Dolph. "Hey Dolph!" she shouted, her words a slur. "Come 'ere!"
Dolph walked over to Elle. As he got closer, he could see she was drunk. "Hey, what are you doing here? The party's over there," he said, helping her up. Though she sat back down and slumped down.
"I don't wanna go over there!" she exclaimed. She turned back to the bar. "Tommy! Another drink and a second one for this handsome man over here!"
Dolph hesitantly took the drink from Elle and smelled it. It reeked of a ton of vodka. He put it down, taking Elle's drink from her as well. "You've had enough to drink. I think it's time to go home," he said.
"Home? I don't want to. Wade's a big meanie!" She grabbed her unfinished drink and downed it once more. She let out a small shout, throwing her arms in the air. They landed around Dolph's neck. She leaned in close to his ear. "I want to go home with you, sexy," she purred in his ear.
Dolph had never felt so turned on. He closed his eyes, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as Elle flirted with him. He had seen her drunk once before and just like now, she was very flirtatious. She began planting kisses on his ear, making her way down his jawline. "I want you so bad," Dolph murmured.
"Then take me," she whispered.
He pulled her close, his hands snaking around her waist. Dolph looked into those beautiful green eyes of hers. He could tell she still loved him by the lust she had in her eyes. Some people could say it was the seven drinks and two, almost three bottles of champagne that made her eyes look the way they did, but it was definitely love. Dolph quickly dove in, his lips pressing hard against hers. When she kissed him back, he knew she still wanted him. He broke away from her, taking her hand and leading her out the club. He couldn't take it anymore. He wanted Elle, she wanted him. So what other way is there to take care of that?
Dolph watched as Elle made her way to the bed, flopping down right in the middle. She lifted her legs to take off her heels. "Dolphy!" she shouted, sitting up. He laughed to himself when she called him that. It was definitely cute, drunk or not. As he made his way over to her, he began to contemplate if this was the right thing to do. She was drunk, she was still married, and she was supposed to not be talking to him. Yet somehow, they had found themselves in this situation and Dolph, being the sober one, needed to make a decision quick.
He laid down next to Elle, staring at the colorless ceiling of his hotel room. He felt the bed shift and he glanced over at her. She was laying on her stomach, grinning slyly at him. That's when she went for it. She kissed him again, her kisses getting rougher each second they stayed glued together. She climbed on top of him, working on his clothes. Dolph slipped off his blazer and helped Elle unbutton his shirt. "God, Elle," he rustled, breathing heavily. "You're so hot." He stood up for a quick second to remove his pants, letting everything fall to the floor. Elle did the same with her dress, dropping it on the endless pile of clothes. Dolph hovered over Elle, breathing in her perfume as his eyes grazed her body. He licked his lips and eyed her hungrily.
"Hurry up," Elle moaned, her hands rubbing all over his bare body.
As Dolph attacked her neck, placing kisses all over it, his hand snaked down her body, reaching for her panties. He had practically ripped them off out of eagerness, then happily taking his two fingers and entering them inside of Elle. He smirked in satisfaction when she moaned his name out loud. He thrusted them in and out of her, going faster when she pleaded for it. Dolph was definitely loving this. "Tell me what you want," he demanded, whispering it in her ear.
"I...want you to just fuck me!" she exclaimed. "I can't take it anymore!" Her back arched and she held tightly onto the bed sheets as he went deeper into her. She bit her lips as she felt Dolph's lips go lower and lower across her body. His fingers slipped out of her and she could feel nothing on her body. She opened her eyes to find Dolph removing his boxers. She grinned.
Without any warning, he forcefully pushed himself inside of her. "You like that?" Dolph exclaimed, his thrusts getting harder and faster. He pinned her arms above her head, his grip on her wrists very tight. He looked down at her with a sick, twisted expression on his face. He had no remorse at all.
Author's Note: UH-OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.