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Following The Main Event;

By AliceJericho

Chapter 3: The Two Men In Her Life

"The most effective guard against delinquency is a father who is at the same time both strict and loving" - Sheldon Glueck

Sunday, January 17

"Babe, come on. You have to get up." I spoke quietly to Cody as I pushed his chest. I would have spoken much louder had Tony not been in the bed next to us. "Cody moved slightly but showed no further signs of waking up. "Cody, please." I sighed and smacked his chest one last time before getting off of the bed, "I'm going to shower. You better be awake and preferably dressed when I get out. You told my dad that you were coming to church, remember?" he groaned in response, "Your fault, not mine."

I opened my suitcase and pulled out the nicest and most modest clothes I had packed and then disappeared into the bathroom. Is tripped out of my underwear and fleetingly glanced in the mirror as I went to turn on the shower. The water was left running as I turned back to my reflection and poked my stomach. The door suddenly opened resulting in me jumping from my thoughts and hurriedly attempting to shield my naked body.

"Relax, it's just me." Cody chuckled, "You should probably have locked the door, though."

"I was just about to," I lied – it had actually never crossed my mind. I looked back in the mirror and grabbed a small piece of fat on my hips. Cody's hands covered mine; he stood behind me and put his chin on my shoulder. His eyes travelled to our hands.

"I was really slack during my time off... I'm not as fit as I was before." I mumbled. He kissed my bare shoulder and pushed me towards the running water of the shower. The hot water was causing the bathroom to become filled with steam. He reached out for the cold water tap and turned it, the steam suddenly disappearing.

"You're insane." He shook his head at me, "You have a great body, you always have and I don't see that changing any time soon." He pushed his boxers down his legs and I lost my train of thought.

The water hit us and I felt my body relax under the heat and water pressure.

"Cody," I moaned, trying to stop him from nipping at my neck, "Tony's still sleeping." My boyfriend dropped his forehead to rest on my shoulder knowing that I was not going to budge. "Next week we'll have our own room, okay?" I pulled his head up and placed a soft kiss on his lips.

As I was washing my hair I realised just how weak my wrist had become. I tried to squeeze the shampoo from the bottle but it was much harder than I ever remembered it bed. Cody took it from and an, like the gentleman he is, massaged it through my hair. I definitely felt pathetic for being unable to something so trivial as squeeze shampoo and conditioner from the bottles. I had been extra careful to avoid using my arm while it was in its cast because I didn't want to do anything that would delay my return to the ring. Obviously it had not worked as well as I had planned because I had to make up a serious lack of muscle.

"Are you two coming for breakfast?" Shawn asked as we exited the church. It was quite entertaining because the three of us had been recognised by some of the church-goers and the actual mass had to be delayed by ten minutes while the little kids calmed down.

'Thanks but no thanks, sir. I'll leave you two to catch up." He kissed the side of my head and shook my father's hand. "Call me later okay?" I nodded and watched him leave. My father linked arms with me and we began to walk down the main street. I was thankful I had packed my big coat when the wind picked up considerably and brought a terrible chill with it.

We chose to eat our breakfast at to a small, family owned cafe that seemed to be far away from the city's hustle and bustle.

"Cam got big, dad." I smiled at him, "And unfortunately he looks more and more like you everyday."

"What do you mean 'unfortunately'?" he asked defensively, "He's lucky."

"Oh come on! Hat hairline is not something he wanted to inherit." His hand went to the top of his head as he pretended to be self conscious about it. "I spoke to Theresa, too." He looked up from the menu and silently told me to continue, "Her husband bought the farm I was telling you about. And the horses. She sounded really happy about it."

"That's good to hear. I'm glad she's finally getting what she wanted." Dad's tone was genuine and I was happy that my birth parents were at least civil with each other.

"She wanted to meet me for lunch last month. I'm still not ready for that yet, though."

"You can't avoid her forever, Boots. You're going have to speak to her about it. And forgive her."

"I have." I assured him, "She's forgiven. I just don't want him to be there. And she'll do that. She'll bring him." I leant over the table and said in a panic, "He scares me."

"Why haven't you spoken to her about it?" She needs to know." I shook my head and stared at the menu.

"I think I'll have the blueberry pancakes. I'll start eating well tomorrow." I smiled at the man across from me with my trademark crooked smile – my teeth don't match up perfect most of the time. He gave me one last worried look before we ordered our breakfast.

SundayMichaels: Way too much coffee this morning! Good to be back on the DX Xpress. Green green + more green!

I sent a quick tweet to the world of people who follow me online; it was my first since the removal of my cast. Immediately I was bombarded with replies from my fans, all of them asking similar questions.

SundayMichaels: Not returning for a couple of weeks. Convinced Vinny to let me rehab on the road. Might be ringside. Maybe.

"You and your damned phone." Paul reached over and stole the iPhone from my hands, making me squeal and scream to have it back. "We're going to have a proper face-to-face conversation."

"About?" I asked as I dropped down onto one of the bus's leather couches and covered myself in pillows.

"You and Cody. Explain to me what you see in that kid, again." He smiled teasingly and I rolled my eyes. "He's a good kid, Sun. But not good enough for you."

"Well thank you. But we had this conversation at the beginning of the relationship." I reminded him with a reminiscent smile, "Cody's Cody. Not much to it. He's the perfect gentleman."

"And so he should be." Dad joined us, "With his pops being the American Dream I'd expect nothing less of the boy."

"You're expectations get higher and higher, Shawn. What happens when he can't live up to them?"

"Then he's not good enough for my baby." Paul let out a loud, sarcastic 'aww' as dad kissed my head.

"Can I call him now? I was supposed to when we left." I held my phone out to Paul who only gave it back to me after dad insisted.