Stay
Chapter 1
Marisol’s 5’9”
125lb frame stood by the window in her bedroom staring out at the overcast
sky…It was supposed to rain…There had been a chill in the air all day. Only the tips of her fingers were sticking out
of the sleeves of her sweater…the split turtleneck was warm against her neck.
She could hear
her husband behind her packing his suit cases…They’d been married for 2
years…but for some reason their fighting as of late was getting worse and
worse…They were both hoping the time apart would be good for them…She wasn’t
really sure this was what she wanted…He’d still be in town he was renting out a
nice apartment…and was letting her stay in the house.
Dave
Bautista’s 6’6” 318lbs body moved gracefully across the hard wood floors of the
bedroom. Packing the last of his shirts,
pants, sock, underwear and his suits…He looked over and watched his wife stare
out the window…She was wearing his favorite wine colored sweater, her ass
looked cute in her jeans, and her unruly head of waist length chestnut spiral
curls seemed to be behaving themselves today.
He could hear
her soft breathing and remember the way their talk had gone the night before in
bed. Through the two years they’d been
married they’d never been apart. He’d
met her 3 weeks of being hired into the WWE (World Wrestling
Entertainment). Marisol was a script
writer for Smackdown…After one chance encounter he was completely smitten with
her…Her beauty and grace, just basically everything. He loved her more then life itself. On a chance Job proposition, they were both
moved to Raw.
They began to
date heavily for 3 weeks, before actually getting married the 4th. Needless to say everyone wasn’t as shocked as
the newlyweds figured they would be…Everyone knew by the way they were together
they were destined to be with each other for the rest of their lives. After two years of traveling together on the
road, it seemed as if their world was crashing down around them…What to do…What
to do…
Now here he
stood packing his suitcases because they’d decided some time apart would do
them some good. He wasn’t sure this was
what he really wanted…Yes he’d still be in town…but he hated the thought of
going to bed alone without her in his arms…it literally broke his heart. And he knew it broke hers too.
Dave walked
over and wrapped his strong arms around her as she leaned back into his embrace
and she said, “Tell me were doing the right thing?” Dave’s deep voice cracked a little as he
swallowed hard, this was his chance, he could tell her he didn’t want to go…
“Were doing the right thing baby…No it’s not going to be easy…but I think were
going to get through this next few months and come back loving each other more
then we did before…We need the break.”
Dave served
himself a mental smack in the head…He could’ve so easily told her he wasn’t
leaving…that walking out the door and leaving her behind wasn’t the best thing
for him…She was his support system…He was her protector…They really did belong
together. Eventually both of them would
see that…It wasn’t as if they wouldn’t see each other anymore either.
They both
still worked on Raw…But they were living separate lives…She in their home…He in
an apartment made for one…While they were on the road…She’d be in a hotel room
on the 5th floor, he…a hotel room on the 3rd. They’d gone to a couples therapist and she’d
suggested they separate themselves for a few months, then come back and see how
much they missed each other and realize then…nothing is more important then what
you have in your life and what’s standing in front of you…Someone who loves you
more then word’s can say.
Dave nuzzled
Marisol’s neck and said, “I need to get going before it starts raining…I don’t
want to be caught with all my clothes in a soggy suitcase.” Marisol relished the feeling of his arms and
lips on her as she nodded and turned around in his arms and ran her fingers
through his soft black hair…his dark chocolate eyes shined with love for her
and only her and she knew that.
Dave could see
the tears starting to well in her beautiful blue eyes, but knew if he didn’t
leave now, and he heard anything that sounded like crying from her, it would
take an artillery tank to move his ass from that house. He leaned down and kissed her lips softly and
as he grabbed his bags said, “Don’t forget I’m only a phone call away if you
need anything…I’ll see you Friday.”
Marisol
plastered a fake soft smile on her face and nodded and said,
“Friday…right…” Dave said, “I love
you.” Marisol said, “I love you too.” Dave didn’t miss the crack in her voice or
how fast she turned to face the window again, because she knew if she cried, he
wouldn’t dare leave her.
She heard him
leave the big two story house and watched as he tossed 3 suitcases in the back of
his Lincoln Navigator, he didn’t look back…he knew she was watching and crying
from the window…He had to be strong. He
climbed inside and started off.
Marisol had
one hand resting against the cold pane of glass, the other hand was across her
mouth as rivers of tears rolled down her cheeks…she watched as he drove down
the long driveway and turned towards town and he was gone.
She wanted
nothing more then to beg him to stay…But deep in her heart she kept
thinking…This is for the best…The best for whom? Not sure yet.
It’s just for the best.
Chapter 2
Friday
actually came faster then Marisol wanted it too. Dave picked her up and took her to the
Washington Dulles International airport in Washington DC…Considering that’s
where they were currently living.
Naturally, her
husband had to show up in his traveling clothes which consisted of black
workout pants, sneakers, and a black Batista ‘Animal’ t-shirt…which just happen
to fit him like a second skin…truth be told, he looked as though he was sown
into the damn shirt. Dave really
couldn’t have looked any hotter to her…Yea sharing a ride to the airport was a
real genius move! Marisol was 3 seconds
from going into heat when they finally arrived at the airport.
The Friday,
Saturday and Sunday house shows were in Canada and then Raw was going to be in
Toronto, Ontario, Canada.
Once at the
arena, Marisol was sitting in her office going over the storylines of the
wrestlers and putting the finishing touches on all of them. A knock came on her door and she went ahead
and said, “C’mon in.” Marisol looked up
and watched as Stephanie McMahon walked in and smiled at her. Marisol stood up and greeted the other young
lady with a hug.
Steph said,
“How you holding up Mari?” Marisol
smiled weakly and said, “He’s only been out of the house for 3 days…3 damn days
and I’m already ready for him to move back in…I was so miserable on Tuesday…I
cried all day…In bed, in the shower, trying to cook in the kitchen…shit even in
the living room watching a movie…Nothing seemed to help. I finally gave up at 8 and went to bed.”
Steph looked
at her friend and fellow co-worker with sympathy…she was married to Dave’s best
friend Paul Levesque (Triple H)…she didn’t know what she would do if they ever
separated. Steph said, “So…Maybe you
guys don’t need the time apart…Maybe the therapist was wrong…I mean…Have you
thought about it?” Marisol said, “Of
course…I even told Dave to tell me we were doing the right thing…My insides
were begging him to protest and say hell no were not doing the right thing…but
he said it…and then he left.”
Marisol had
her head resting on Stephanie’s shoulder and Steph had her head resting against
Marisol’s head. Steph said, “I wish I
had some words of wisdom, but Paul and I haven’t been married for even 2 years
yet…I mean yea we fight…but Its just small stupid things…What were you and Dave
fighting about…I mean it had to be big if you guys went to a couples
therapist.”
Marisol said,
“Well…The first 8 months we were married, we were trying to get pregnant…And
either from the stress of working and traveling…whatever, my body was totally
rebelling against me getting pregnant…so we took a 2 month break and started
again…nothing seemed to be helping, so we tried fertility drugs…We sunk about
$25,000 into helping me get pregnant…but nothing was working. It just came down to me being depressed about
not being able to get pregnant and Dave getting frustrated with my body…The
last 2 months were fighting over stupid things…we weren’t even fighting about
what we really wanted to fight about.”
Stephanie
said, “Girl, don’t rush it…When you’re trying the hardest you’re body will
rebel just that much harder…you have to let it happen naturally…When you’re
body is ready to be pregnant it will let you get pregnant…but not until then…I
think after you guys get this little separation between you finished, you
should take a week off and I dunno fly to the freakin’ Bahamas or something…Do
something that requires little stress…and I promise you’ll get pregnant.”
Marisol said,
“And you said you couldn’t offer me any words of wisdom. Oh thank you Yoda.” Stephanie laughed as Marisol bowed in front
of her. Steph had a smirk on her face as
she said, “Damn smart ass.” Marisol
laughed and said, “Now you sound like Dave.”
Stephanie went
ahead and left Marisol to her work as she was sitting behind her desk
again…Naturally right in the corner of her desk was a picture of her and Dave
staring back at her…She stared at it like it was going to get up and leave
without her permission…God how she loved that man…Stephanie had been
right…Nothing should ever be rushed.
Marisol had
even gotten worried it was her own fault she couldn’t get pregnant but after a
few tests in the doctors office they’d confirmed she was definitely fertile and
could carry babies, her body had the ability to get pregnant…but the doctor
said with all the major traveling and stress of working for as large a company
as she did stress would be a major factor into her not being able to get
pregnant.
Marisol took
one last look at the picture of her and her husband’s smiling face and said, “I
promise Dave…If it’s the last damn thing I do…I’m gonna have a baby with
you.” She wiped the stray tears from her
eyes as she continued her work.
Chapter 3
Here she was
again sitting in her office a couple of weeks later…She was working on the
script in front of her while watching the monitor. Her husband was in a rat race practically for
the Heavy weight Championship. She was
excited because the company was just getting ready to give him one of the
hugest pushes of his career at WrestleMania 21.
This was still 2 months away.
Marisol was
broke free from her thoughts as her office door opened and closed and there
stood her best friend Adyna. Who had
been seeing a TNA (Total Non-Stop Action) Wrestler Lance Hoyt, but he had
jumped from TNA to WWE and was signed immediately by Vince. Vince would’ve been mentally insane not to
sign Lance immediately he was 290 lbs and 6’9”.
The man was a massive ball of muscles and strength. And was currently the Intercontinental
Champion. He’d somehow gotten it from
Dave’s faction co-worker Randy Orton.
Marisol stood
and greeted her best friend with a huge warming hug. Adyna said, “Okay…How goes it on the marriage
front?” Marisol smiled weakly and Adyna
said, “That terrible eh?” Marisol said,
“Honestly…I don’t think it could get any worse…Ya know?” Adyna said, “Of course it can…Every one can
get hit by a bus tomorrow and die…but that’s neither here nor there.”
Adyna and
Marisol sat on the couch in Marisol’s office and Adyna put her arm around her
best friend and said, “See…This is why I’m not getting married…Marriage is the
Dr. Kevorkian of romance. Love is just
lust in disguise, and lust fades, so you damn well better be with someone who
can stand you.”
Marisol
laughed a little and said, “I know…I just feel like I’m never going to get over
the hurt of watching him leave…There are some hurts that you never completely
get over. And you think, I don't know, that time will diminish their presence
and to a degree it does - but, it still hurts. Because hurt hurts. And I’m just tired of the hurt…I want my
husband back.”
Adyna said,
“Once you establish anything truly intimate with another person even talking…it
has to affect the person you're supposed to be the most intimate with. But that's Dave - that's who you fell in love
with. Mari, you are at 80 who you are at
8. People don't change! You’re always going to be the girl with the
big open heart…and you’re going to always love Dave…No matter how many personal
problems you guys come across and how many times you fight or separate…at the
end of every night until you’re both at least a 100…you’ll still love the big
brute who stole your heart in 3 weeks…and he’ll still love the tiny girl who he
can’t get enough of 24/7.”
Marisol said,
“Then why does it hurt so much…Why do I miss him so much…I’ve not slept in
weeks…He’s been gone for 2 months…This is the longest time I’ve ever gone
without him in my life. And I don’t want
to go any longer. You know they are
giving him a push for the title at WrestleMania in 2 months…Not even that…It’s
like 4 ½ weeks. I don’t want to miss a
second of his life when he wins that title…I want to be right there behind the curtain
when he walks back.”
Marisol rested
her head on Adyna’s shoulder and she kissed the top of Marisol’s head and said,
“I know sweetie…I know.” A few minutes
later, Adyna was pulled away by her very large boyfriend Lance…she was his
personal assistant…and he was ready to get personal.
When the night
was over Marisol was walking out to her car and saw Dave standing by the back
door. Dave stopped and said, “Hi.” Marisol smiled softly and said, “Hi
yourself.” Dave said, “I’m getting ready
to go out with the guys…Sheldon’s wedding is tomorrow and were doing the
bachelor party thing tonight.”
Marisol said,
“Have fun…and be careful.” Dave smiled
softly at his wife and said, “Always…Ummm…I was going to ask if I could swing
by the house on Wednesday or Thursday…if you didn’t mind…I wanted to talk with
you about something.” Marisol said,
“Sure…I should be home.”
Dave kissed
her cheek and said, “G’night.” Marisol
could feel the warmth of his lips on her cheek still and said, “Yea…Good
night.” She started to walk away when
she said, “Dave.” He turned back to her,
“Hmm?” Marisol smiled and said, “You
looked really good out there tonight.
Giving Paul a run for his money is just what the company and script
needed.” She threw a wink at him and he
watched as she turned and continued to her rental…
Marisol fell
asleep with her husband on her mind…though she knew she’d only get 3 hours of
sleep…it had been that way since Dave left…She honestly couldn’t wait to be
back in his arms. She loved him…and NOTHING
was going to stop her from getting him back into her life.
Dave couldn’t
help but watch as she drove completely out of the parking lot. Paul saw him and nudged him with his elbow
and said, “Are you guys doing okay?”
Dave said, “Sure…What ever okay means.”
Paul said, “Feel like talkin’ big man?”
Dave shook his head and said, “No…But I do feel like getting extremely
drunk, passing out and sleeping for a few hundred hours. Wake up when all my problems are gone…and I
have my wife back permanently.”
Paul said,
“Gotcha. Well…I can’t get your wife
back…But I can get you so drunk you pass out and sleep for a few hundred
hours…I guarantee it.” Paul patted Dave
on the back as him and about 20 other guys loaded into 5 limos for an all night
bar.
Chapter 4
Paul and Dave
were sitting at the bar as they could hear the other guys from the Bachelor
party going crazy in the back room when the strippers came out.
Dave downed
his 15th shot of Tequila and said, “You realize were both going to
be sorry tomorrow.”
Paul smirked
as he downed his 15th shot of Vodka and said, “Of course…But I don’t
mind getting blasted with ya…We’ve been friends now for what 5 years…even
before they gave us the Evolution story line…and now you’re breakin’ out and
getting the belt…I have to tell you man…there is no one else I would trust with
that belt…You’ll honor it good.”
Dave smiled
lopsided and said, “Yea…Marisol was so proud and excited when she found out
they were pushing me…I love how she supports me even if we aren’t living in the
same house…”
Paul said,
“That’s marriage big man…You support each other no matter what. Steph and I might fight…but at the end of the
day she supports me for career decisions and I support her for company
decisions. It’s just the way it works.”
Dave said, “I
don’t think I’ve ever drank this much in my life…I started out with 15 shots of
Bacardi 151, then 15 shots of Jack Daniels, and I just finished the
Tequila…Hurry which one should I do next?”
Paul chuckled
and said, “Try the apple Vodka…It’s a nice flavor…It mixed well with my Jose
Quervo and Jack Daniels. I’m going for
Tequila Rose next.”
After downing
another 15 shots of Apple Vodka, Paul and Dave peeled themselves off the bar
stools and noticed the bachelor party was slowly breaking up…
One, 15 minute
drive later and it was 20 drunks walking through the lobby of the hotel trying
to act like they weren’t drunk. A few
passed out in the lobby…a couple passed out in the elevators before they even
reached their rooms…and quite a few passed out along the hallways that lead to
their rooms…and some even passed out in hallways that didn’t even lead to their
rooms.
Paul made sure
Dave got to his room safely…as he made his way to his and Stephanie’s room.
Dave took a
long hot shower before climbing into bed and drifting off to sleeping…knowing
full well…his hang over was going to surpass everything in his life for the
next few days…To say the very least.
Marisol heard about
Paul being so drunk he had to lean against the wall to pee the morning after
the bachelor party…Stephanie had kept her up on the passed out drunk situation
in the hotel.
A few of the
wrestlers had nearly been kicked out on the butts, well that is until Stephanie
informed Hotel management that the passed out drunks worked for her father and
had excuses for being passed out in the elevators, lobby and halls. They let it go.
Should be an
interesting meeting next week before Monday Night Raw!
Chapter 5
Intensely
sober brown eyes scanned the huge meeting room...Finally falling on the one
person who seemed to melt the heart of ‘Evolutions’ Animal.
Paul was
sitting next to Dave and saw him watching Marisol laugh and giggle with
Stephanie…A small smile played on Dave’s lips as his inquiring mind was
wondering what her and the Billion Dollar Assassin’s wife were talking about
over in the corner that had them both laughing so hard they had tears running
down their cheeks.
Paul said,
“Did you guys work things out yet?” Dave
looked over at his best friend and said, “Not exactly…I was supposed to go over
there Wednesday or Thursday…but between the hang over from the bachelor party
and the need to survive my headache from the hang over of the bachelor party…I
spent the majority of my two days off…In bed.
I would have preferred it be with her…but an empty bed can be really
sobering for anyone.”
Paul chuckled
a little and Dave said, “So exactly how pissed off is Vince about the 20 hung
over wrestlers passed out in the hallways and elevators of the hotel?” Paul rolled his eyes and said, “You’d be
surprised about how understanding he can be…but you’d also be surprised about
how pissed off he got when he found out that more then half never made it to
their rooms and were nearly tossed from the hotel for passing out in the
stairwells, elevators and hallways…the ones he was really pissed at were the
ones who passed out in the lobby.”
Dave cringed
and said, “Okay…I’m officially thankful we both made it to the hotel and in bed
so we don’t lose whatever is left of our asses today…You know he’s making
everyone wait, cause the longer the wait the more torturous it is on the guys
who know their in trouble.” Paul smirked
and said, “Of course…and believe me…you’ll love the show…so pay attention and
keep your mouth shut.”
Marisol looked
over and saw Paul and Dave debating something…she wasn’t close enough to hear
it when Stephanie nudged her and said, “Their probably talking about how pissed
dad was about that stupid bachelor party.
He’s going to walk in quiet, scream a lot and then leave them living in
fear of losing their jobs tonight…But he’s not really firing any of them…He
knows how bachelor parties can get out of hand.”
Marisol
laughed and said, “He just wants to put the fear of God into them right?” Steph laughed and said, “Of course!” Marisol looked up and saw Dave watching
her…She smiled and threw a wink at him…And his mouth broke out into a full
smile…It was very nice…and Marisol completely melted into the chair she had
been currently occupying.
Vince walked
into the meeting room 45 minutes before Monday Night Raw was to start and
started yelling at the top of his lungs…Stephanie, Marisol, Paul and Dave were
all visibly cringing at the sound Vince’s voice made when he yelled with that
much force. At one point Marisol was
pretty sure the lights hanging from the ceiling were swaying from the force of
Vince’s extremely pissed off voice.
When the
meeting was finally finished…Marisol’s nerves were all on end…She really
couldn’t take anyone yelling like that…whether it be directed towards her or
someone else. Vince saw she was visibly
shaken and after the meeting gave her a soft hug and thanked her for bearing
with his brashness. She smiled slightly
and said, “No problem.”
As Marisol
walked towards her office she was looking at the ground and accidentally bumped
into someone…she looked up and it was Dave.
He had grabbed her arms before she could fall back on her butt. Dave could feel her shaking and said, “Are you
okay baby?” Marisol physically calmed
when she heard his smooth deep voice and smiled softly and said, “Yea…You know
how I get with Vince’s supposed to be pissed off speeches…I can’t take all that
yelling.”
Dave said, “Of
course…You’re nerves can’t handle that…Look…I’m sorry for not making it to the
house on my days off.” Marisol giggled
and said, “It’s quite alright…From what I heard you needed the 48 hours to
recuperate from the hang over you got at the bachelor party…How drunk were
you?” Dave made a face and laughed and
said, “Believe me…You don’t want to know…Let’s just say…I haven’t gotten that
drunk since our first fight.”
Marisol busted
out laughing…Dave wasn’t a big drinker and she knew it…every once in a while he’d
let it all hang out and go for broke…and the last time he’d been truly shit
faced was the very first fight they’d ever had…he’d gotten drunk and was found
trying to swim in a shower…Yes…A 6’6” 318 lb man, laying down in the bath tub
in a hotel room on his stomach trying to swim.
Got that great
visual yet?
Dave said,
“I’ll make it up to you…promise…I gotta go get ready to throw Paul through a
table.” Marisol pushed up on her toes
and kissed his lips softly and said, “Be careful.” As she continued to her office.
Dave loved the
way her kisses would linger on his lips for hours. Later that night as he was laying in bed
trying to fall asleep…he could still feel her lips on his…But that was the way
her kisses affected him. Every time she
would kiss him…he could still feel it a few hours later. No matter how many time he touched his mouth,
brushed his teeth, smiled…and when he was thinking he’d pull on his bottom lip
or his soul patch…if she kissed him before any of that he could still feel it
hours later.
Dave fell
asleep with sweet dreams of his wife’s kisses.
Chapter 6
Dave stood in
the middle of the ring holding the Heavy Weight Championship belt over his
head. He hit all 4 corners as the fans
in the Staples Center in LA went complete crazy. The WrestleMania 21 sign shining bright over
his head.
Marisol
watched as her heart soared for her husband.
She could feel the tears sliding down her cheeks as she witness the
priceless moment. Stephanie threw her
arm around Marisol’s shoulders and said, “You’re not supposed to be crying
honey…You’re supposed to be happy for him.”
Marisol threw
a smile towards her friend and said, “I am happy for him…Believe me.” Paul had come back and Marisol had already
hugged him…she was just waiting for Dave.
She walked back and was delivering a few scripts for the following
evening for Monday Night Raw.
Once Marisol
finished…she smiled softly as she knocked on the door marked ‘Batista’…From the
other side of the door Dave’s voice said, “C’mon in.” Marisol opened the door and stepped inside
and closed the door behind her.
Dave hadn’t
even showered yet and was still covered in sweat. He was standing in front of the chair staring
down at his belt…The guys in the back had already screwed his name plate onto
the belt. Dave looked up from the belt
only to stare back at the face of his loving wife…Whom he could tell had been
crying.
Marisol
couldn’t even say anything to him…He smiled his strong smile for her and she
crumbled as she walked over and threw her arms around his neck and he dropped
the belt on the chair as he wrapped his arms around her. She buried her face in the side of his neck
and he felt her crying again. Dave
rubbed her back as he tried to calm her.
Marisol said,
“I’m so proud of you…I couldn’t possibly be anymore proud of you. I knew what was going to happen…but I didn’t
realize I was going to feel so strongly about it…I’m so happy for you right
now.” Dave said, “C’mon Mari, calm down
baby…I know how you feel…I feel the same exact way…but you know I can’t take
you crying like this baby.”
Marisol looked
up at him and said, “I’m sorry…I don’t mean to cry honest…I just can’t get all
my feeling out.” Dave said, “Its okay
baby…I just don’t want you to lean against me too much or you’re gonna stink…I haven’t
showered yet.” Marisol giggled as she
tightened her arms around her husband and said, “I don’t care. You could be drenched in sweat and it
wouldn’t bother me a bit.”
Dave smirked
down at his wife and said, “I’ll have to remember that some time.” Marisol blushed a little and said, “You do
that.”
Dave said, “By
the way…I still haven’t made it to the house so we could talk…is there anyway I
can convince you to come see me?”
Marisol smiled softly and said, “Sure…I just figured you’ve been
busy…That’s why I haven’t pressed the issue…When should I come?”
Dave thought
about it and said, “Just pick a day and come over…You don’t have to call or
anything…just show up.” Marisol nodded
her head in agreement…She leaned up and brushed his lips with a soft kiss and
said, “I’ll see ya then champ.”
Dave didn’t
miss the wink as she turned and left the room.
He couldn’t wait to talk with her…He was really ready to come home
considering he never wanted to leave in the first place…He’d been living in
that apartment for 4 months now and it was EXTREMELY lonely without the one
person he loved more then life itself…his wife.
Chapter 7
Marisol pulled
into the parking lot of her husband apartment building. She walked through the gate and went up to
his apartment on the forth floor and found his number and knocked on the
door. She was about to leave when the
door opened and Dave was standing in front of her in shorts and a muscle
shirt…drenched in sweat…
Oh dear…There
is a God in Heaven…He’d been working out…She loved to watch him sweat.
Marisol smiled
softly and said, “I can come back at a better time.” Dave smiled as he wiped his face; chest, arms
and back of his neck off and said, “Nah, C’mon in baby.” Dave held the door open for her and she
walked in. Dave led the way down the
hall to the kitchen that was in the back of the apartment near his
bedroom. Marisol hopped up on the
counter as Dave offered her a bottle of water.
Dave watched
as her long legs crossed in front of him.
He was just about to throw her on the kitchen floor and have his way
with her, she had on a little denim dress, that barely came to her mid-thigh
and her denim knee high boots with the 3 inch heels on them. He loved it when she wore those damn knee
high boots, she had them in every color and a dress to go with all of
them. His hands couldn’t stop touching
her thighs when she wore dresses and those damn boots.
Marisol
cleared her throat and said, “So what did you wanna talk about?” Dave smirked and said, “I know I had a topic
fresh in my mind, but once you walked in that door with a dress on…I can’t get
my mind off your legs.” Marisol laughed
as she grabbed Dave’s hand and pulled him over to her. She had just been waiting for him to say
something…she’d been watching him stare at her legs.
She laid his
hand on her leg and said, “Yea…Well I’m pretty sure you’re teasing me with the
sweat look was for fun also.” Dave’s
smirk deepened as she said, “Well I do know how you like the sweaty look.” Dave watched as his wife’s erotic side started
kicking in…she let her index finger slide down the side of his face, letting
his sweat collect on her finger tip and he watched as she licked her finger
with her pink tongue.
Dave couldn’t
wait any longer as he cupped her face and gave her the kiss of her life. He’d missed her lips, tongue every thing
about her and her body and the way she lit his mind, body and soul on fire.
He then scooped her up and carried her to the bed, and angled his
body over hers. There was nothing light about his kisses. He took her mouth
with his, and put his hand behind her head, raising her up further to have
better access. He heard her sigh, and her arms wrapped up around his neck. His
tongue entered her mouth and prodded hers to mate with his own. He held her
bottom lip between his and nipped at it.
Dave heard her breath catch and decided to go a little further. He
removed his hand from her waist and slid it up her flat stomach slowly. He heard Marisol gasp, and stopped, “Are you
okay?” He asked, “Do you want me to
stop?” Marisol smiled at him, and shook
her head, “Please don’t.” So he
continued his journey up her taut stomach until he reached her breast, and finally
he touched his wife for the first time, in a long time. Marisol let a whimper escape her. It was the
first time she’d ever been touched that way by Dave in a long time and it was
almost more than she could take.
She’d missed his intimate touches so much. Every time he touched her like that she’d
forget what she was thinking about and only think of him and what he was doing
to her.
He kneaded her flesh and crashed his mouth against hers as he did.
He traced his lips down to her shoulder and then noticed the slight evidence of
a scar at her neck. He lightly trailed his lips over it. He felt Marisol reach up and run her fingers
over his hair.
“I love you.” She whispered. Smiling, she reached up, and did
something she’d wanted to do for a while now.
And now she had the right to. She
trailed her fingertips over his sculpted stomach. She watched as he closed his
eyes and tilted his head back. She could
see his jaw muscle clenching as if he were holding onto his last bit of
control. She clutched onto the waistband of his boxers and tugged at them. Dave groaned and took her hands in his and
pulled the boxers off with her help.
Then he reached down and cupped her bottom in his hands and pressed
himself against her. He was rewarded with an enthusiastic moan from deep in
Marisol’s throat, and he couldn’t wait much longer.
“Dave…” She whispered in ecstasy as he pulled the straps of her
dress down and slid the dress down her body and completely off. He looked at
his wife and smiled, “You are absolutely breathtaking.” He whispered huskily.
He kissed her shoulder, her neck, and then traced his lips down to her chest,
and she gasped as he kissed her all over. He saw a dreamy haze come over her
eyes and pulled her to him.
Marisol gazed at him with love.
She had felt the excruciating pleasure she was experiencing now, but it
had been so long since she had, she was afraid she’d never feel it again. But not lying there with him…she knew that
the sensation was going to intensify.
The feeling of his warm, rock-hard chest pressed against hers made her
feel safe, like no harm would ever come to her.
She was further surprised as Dave settled himself in the cradle of her
hips, “Tell me if I start to hurt you.” He whispered, “I don’t want to hurt
you.”
“You won’t.” Marisol placed her hand on his cheek, she knew that he
knew she hadn’t had sex in quite a while…since they’d split. Dave was being sweet by trying to take it
easy with her…but she knew he really wanted to rip her apart…he was an animal
in bed when they’d gone for long periods of time without sex…and the last four
months had been the longest. She kissed
his neck and trailed her lips down to his muscled shoulder. She heard Dave groan softly and he began to
claim her body as his once again.
Marisol whimpered at this sensation and soon cried out.
“Are you…okay?” Dave spoke slowly, trying to hold on to his self
control.
“I’m okay.” She whispered. In all honesty, it was beginning
to hurt, but it was worth it, “Please…don’t stop.” Dave nodded, placing a kiss
to her chin, “I…love you.” He grimaced
as he tried to control himself. Finally,
the union was complete and Dave stayed still for a moment to give Marisol a
chance to adjust. To his surprise,
Marisol raised her hips by instinct and human nature and drove him to the brink
of his sanity.
“Mari…” He moaned her name, “Oh God, Marisol.” He anchored her head
back and planted his mouth on hers as he began to thrust into her slowly, and
began to build up speed as his passion grew. He smiled down at her when he
heard her softly whimper. It gave him pleasure to know that he was giving her
pleasure. Her hands ran up his back and back down, causing his thrusts to
become frenzied.
“Dave…slow…down…” She cried, “I want this…to last forever…” She said
softly, looking into his eyes.
“I’m sorry, baby.” He said, “You feel…so…good.” He kissed the
sensitive spot where her neck and shoulder met. He felt her shifting over and
the next thing he knew she was straddling him! She slowed the pace and bent
down pressing her lips to his chest.
“Mari…” He rasped out. She
was killing him! He grasped her slim
hips with his large hands and held her in place as he thrusted more deeply into
her. Marisol through her head back and cried out loudly as she neared her
climax, “Dave!” She cried in a half sob, half moan. She saw Dave clench his eyes shut as he reached
his climax and emptied into her. She
reached hers a second later and braced her hands against his chest, not
noticing that she was digging her nails into him. He let a semi-growl out and
pulled her against him, still inside her.
She cuddled up to him, breathless and satisfied.
“I…love you.” She breathed
out, nuzzling his neck.
“I love you more.” He stroked
her back and brushed a now dampened curl away from her face. As they fell asleep in each others arms.
In the morning when Dave woke up…she was gone.
Chapter 8
Dave lay in the middle of the bed…staring at the ceiling since he’d
woken up.
Dave wasn’t really all that shocked about Marisol leaving…He had a
feeling history would repeat itself.
They’d slept together on their first date and Marisol bolted the morning
after…She was worried Dave would think she was a slut or something and he had
to track her down and re-assure her, he’d NEVER think of her like that in any
way or at any time.
Last night had been the first time they’d made love since they’d
decided on the split. Dave should’ve
known she’d react this way…He didn’t want to lose her…She was the most
important thing in his life and had been since they’d gotten married.
Dave wanted so much for her to just ask him to come home…He wouldn’t
even have to think about it for 2 seconds…Hell he wouldn’t have to think about
it at all…Just having her come up and ask would be more then he’s ever expect
her to ask him…He’d probably bawl like a baby first and then say yes. He swore to himself he could be moved back
into the house within 3 minutes of being asked.
Dave turned over on his side, burying his face in the pillow she’d
occupied the night before…he could still smell her shampoo all over it…Dove…She
used Dove shampoo. It was always a
wonderful scent on her. She used the
soap and body wash, deodorant, Shampoo conditioner. Everything about her smelled like a Dove
product.
Meanwhile, Marisol was laying in bed at the house…She couldn’t even
bring herself to refer to it as their house and not even her house…It had been
reduced to just the house. She couldn’t
believe she’d actually left Dave sleeping in bed alone. She’d taken a shower when she got home and
now she couldn’t pull herself to get out of bed.
Marisol could feel the familiar ache between her thighs…A feeling
she always got after having made love with Dave. He wasn’t exactly a small guy. It was a feeling she loved feeling the
morning after…usually…this morning it was definitely an un-easy feeling. She just wished she hadn’t freaked out this
morning and left him to wake up to an empty bed. She felt so guilty right now…she didn’t know
what to do.
As she stared at her wedding bands, she finally let sleep take over
her body.
Dave ended up spending the rest of the day in bed…not realizing his
wife, who was 3 miles out of town, was doing the same as him. He to let sleep take over his body as he was
staring at his wedding band.
Could two other people be more perfect for each other?
Chapter 9
Paul looked across the gym at Dave…He’d been working out silently
for the last 2 hours…and not a word had been said to anyone. He looked focused and determined. More importantly it had been two weeks since
Paul had gotten more then 10 words out of the big man…He knew what had happened
between him and Marisol the day she went to see him at his apartment.
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If you just
walked away
What could I really say?
Would it matter anyway?
Would it change how you feel?
I am the mess you chose
The closet you cannot close
The devil in you i suppose
'Cause the wounds never heal
But everything changes
If I could
Turn back the years
If you could
Learn to forgive me
Then I could learn to feel
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After Dave had told Paul what had happened, he’d not said another
word to anyone, unless it was in the ring.
Paul decided he really needed to do something to either help them get
their acts together, or put each other out of their miseries.
Paul walked down the hall looking for the right office, the name on
the door told him he was near the right office, as he brought his hand up and
knocked on the door. Marisol’s familiar
voice said, “C’mon in.” Paul walked in
and closed the door behind him.”
Marisol looked up from her desk and said, “Hey Paul what can I do
for you?” He smiled and said, “You can
stop doing what ever it is you’re doing and walk your happy ass down to that
gym and talk to your husband god damn it.”
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Sometimes the
things I say
In moments of disarray
Succumbing to the games we play
To make sure that it's real
But everything changes
If I could
Turn back the years
If you could
Learn to forgive me
Then I could learn to feel
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The look on Marisol’s face went from some what of a smile of seeing
her friend, to a look of anger as she stood up and stared Paul in the eyes as
she leaned over resting her hands on her desk.
Marisol said, “Just who the fuck do you think you’re talking to
Paul?” Paul placed his hands on his hips
and said, “A selfish little bitch that can’t put anyone but her self
first.” Paul watched as Mari walked
around the desk and up to him, he towered over her by a good ½ foot. Mari glared at Paul.
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When it's just
me and you
Who knows what we could do
If we can just make it through
The toughest part of the day
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Before Paul knew what was happening, he felt the sting in his cheek;
he never saw her hand coming to slap him.
And the bright red hand print on the side of his face was enough of a
reminder that he’d just pissed off a woman who was having enough problems in
her life to not have someone try to help the situation.
The next Paul knew Marisol was cussing, ranting and raving, and he
was suddenly being shoved around by a 5’9” 125 lbs woman with a fiery temper…A
few minutes of being shoved around and Paul found himself standing on the other
side of the door frame to Marisol’s office as the door came slamming closed 3
inches from his face. She nearly
flattened him with the damn door.
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But everything
changes
If I could
Turn back the years
If you could
Learn to forgive me
Then I could
Learn how to feel
Then we could
Stay here together
And we could
Conquer the world
If we could
Say that forever
Is more than just a word
If you just walked away
What could I really say?
And would it matter anyway?
It wouldn't change how you feel
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Paul smirked and knew now she’d go yell at Dave for having a friend
of theirs try to come talk with her. Hey
he never said his plan was brilliant…he was only trying to get them to
talk…Arguing is a form of conversation…so what the hell…Might as well try it.
Chapter 10
It took 3 more run in’s with Paul before Marisol got pissed off
enough to go to Dave about his stupid friends staying out of their business.
Dave was sitting in his apartment, wishing he had the guts to get in
his car and drive over to the house…he was at the breaking point…He wanted his
wife back…and he wanted her back NOW! He
wasn’t being possessive, he just missed her terribly. Dave was pulled from his thoughts as a knock
came on the front door.
Dave pulled himself from the couch and walked over to the door and
pulled it open and was shocked to see his wife standing on the other side. But she looked pissed…What must’ve
happened? She never got mad for nothing. Dave said, “C’mon in.” Marisol rolled her eyes and walked past Dave
with an attitude.
Dave furrowed his brow at his wife…he couldn’t help but smirk, even
pissed off she was beautiful. Dave said,
“What’s up your ass?” He loved getting
under her skin as she turned around and said, “You! Stop telling your stupid friends to come to
my office and pester me during house shows and Raw!”
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Baby, the
clock on the wall is lying
It's not really that late
It's too cold outside to be walking
Around the
streets of this town
And wherever you think you have to be…can wait
Why don't you stay with me
Share all your secrets tonight
We can make believe
The morning
sun never will rise
Come and lay your head
On this big
brass bed
And we'll be alright as long as you
Stay with
me…Yeah
*****************************
Dave was taken back by her out burst and held his hands up in
defense and said, “Whoa! Tell me whose been fuckin with you first, because I
never told anyone to bug you.” Marisol
was annoyed and aggravated and said, “Paul! I’ve had 4 run in’s with him, and
each have him telling me how to deal with our marriage and ending with him
calling me a bitch, which I’ve had just about enough of that shit!”
Dave saw red and said, “WHAT! I told him to just leave you alone and
we’d work this out on our own.” Marisol said,
“I don’t know…I don’t care…Just make him leave me alone. I already slapped him
once already for calling me a bitch…any more physicality and one of us is going
to get hurt and I guarantee it won’t be me.”
Dave chuckled and said, “I love it when you get feisty like
that…It’s so cute.” Marisol cracked a
smile and said, “Stop it! I’m trying to
be mean and serious and you’re calling me cute.” Dave chuckled as he pulled her into his arms
and said, “I’d call you more baby, but I’m afraid for my life now…I can’t
believe you hit Paul and he didn’t say anything to me.”
Dave felt Marisol tense in his arms and said, “What’s wrong
baby?” Dave looked in Mari eyes and
noticed her tone had gone from pissed to happy to…he wasn’t sure…he could’ve
sworn she looked scared. She turned from
him and walked over to the window and looked out.
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Baby, there is
just no use in hiding
The way that I am feeling right now
With you standing there
Baby I swear
I can't help
but stare
Girl you're wearing me out…wearing me out
Baby, stay
with me
Share all your
secrets tonight
We can make believe
The morning
sun never will rise
Come and lay your head
On this big
brass bed
And we'll be alright as long as you
Stay with me
*****************************
Dave watched as her hand came up and touched the cool pane of glass
with her finger tips. Dave walked up
behind her and said, “What is it…It’s about that night here isn’t it?” Marisol just nodded. Dave sighed heavily and said, “I hope I
wasn’t too pushy…I didn’t hurt you did I?”
Marisol said, “Oh God no…You’ve never hurt me.” Dave didn’t miss the crack in her voice.
Marisol rested her forehead against the window and said, “But I
can’t imagine what I’ve done to you…I know this split wasn’t our idea that we
took it from a stranger…and when I suggested the therapist maybe right, I saw
the look in your eyes, and still went ahead as planned. I was going to spend 6 months away from
you…casual talking was no biggie, but then I came over that day and one thing
led to another and it felt so wonderful being with you again…I felt like I was
home and I wasn’t even in our house…and that kind of scared me…If I felt at
home in a foreign place…how comfortable had you gotten to living with out me…”
Marisol turned to face Dave and continued, “I mean what if I came
back in 6 months and asked you to move back in and you said no…what if you
asked for a divorce because you’d liked it better on your own or you’d met
someone and had fallen out of love with me…What was I going to do then…Because
in all honesty, I didn’t know what, I was going to do without you in my life.”
Dave caressed Marisol’s cheek and said, “That would never
happen! Mari…You’re it for me…There will
never be anyone else for me. Not in this life…not ever. I asked you to marry me because I loved you
and absolutely could not get enough of you being in my life…and it’s ALWAYS
going to be that way…You don’t have to be scared of me…I promise.”
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Baby don't go
It looks like it's
starting to rain
And it's so
warm here
In this
apartment
Wrapped up in
this blanket
So stay
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Marisol touched Dave’s forearms and said, “I’m not scared of you…I’m
scared of us…What will happen to us, if the same thing that tore us apart is
the same thing that brings us back together for all the wrong reasons.” Dave brushed Mari’s cheek with the back of
his hand and said, “What are you talking about babe? We split because we were fighting about you
not being able to get pregnant.”
Marisol looked down at the ground and then up into his eyes as tears
rolled down her cheeks and said, “I’m pregnant…I want you to come home and stay
with me forever.” Dave blinked a few
times digesting what his wife had just said…he looked down and looked back up
into her beautiful face and tears silently slid down his cheeks.
Marisol half laughed as she brought her hands up and wiped his tears
with the sleeve of her shirt, and said, “Awww Baby.” Dave couldn’t say anything he just lifted her
into his arms and carried her to the bedroom, where he closed the door and laid
her on the bed…he crawled up and lifted her shirt and laid his head on her
stomach and just listened…
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Stay with me
Share all your secrets tonight
We can make believe
The morning
sun never will rise
Come and lay your head
On this big
brass bed
And we'll be alright as long as you…stay
I'll be alright as long as you
Stay…….with
me……Yeah
Stay with me
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They finally knew everything was going to be alright as long as they
stayed together forever.
The End