Be With You
Chapter
1
I guess everyone has a story to tell…and for a
while…I never really wanted to tell anyone mine…but after everything that
happened…I couldn’t resist the urge to tell it all…just cause I never want to
see another female fall in love with a guy, who can’t admit he loves her
back…you know that guy ladies…he’s willing to be with you in ever aspect until
things get a little complicated…like they know your brother and are friends
with him…and don’t want to do anything that would piss your brother off…but in
the process manages to tear your heart out while it’s still beating and throw
it in the dirt…
I mean honestly sisters…have you ever felt this
way…and just knew you was getting shafted cause the man you was in love with
didn’t have balls of steel to stand up and tell you the truth…like for some
reason they think lying through their teeth is going to make it any easier on
us…get real…well I’m here to tell you chicas…it doesn’t get any easier unless
they run you over with a damn Mack truck first and kill you…that way when they
tell you, you’re already dead and it doesn’t hurt one bit. Except for that part about the truck running
you down…that would hurt like hell.
But I think every lady who reads this will fully
understand that nothing in this world hurts worse then a broken heart…
And also finding out the man you thought you
loved…was nothing but a lying sack of monkey shit…especially when he tells you
he doesn’t love you, which is a lie, and you know he is saying it to save his
precious friendship with your brother…I mean really…who the hell is he dating
me…or my brother? But of course when you
are secretly dating one of your brothers best
friends…and your brother doesn’t exactly know about it, he can only technically
be known as your boyfriend, when you’re alone together…now…how much does that
suck?
So I guess I’m done rambling here…and should just
get on the story right? Right…C’mon
Lala…get it together you brat…you’re starting to answer your own questions
dork.
My name is Nyla Jacobs…I’m 21 years old…I’m 5’11”
and 125 lbs. I have big brown eyes, and long brown hair to my waist. My brother and all of his moronic friends
from work call me Lala. If you haven’t
guessed already my brother is the one and only professional wrestler from the
WWFE Glenn Jacobs…or Kane or even Big Red Machine as he’s picked that nick name
up along the way some how. Glenn’s boss
is Vince McMahon…he’s a cocky and arrogant guy…but hell he gets the job done.
I’ve actually been friend’s with Vince’s daughter
Stephanie for as long as I can remember…I’m a model…I started out modeling
clothes in sears catalogs and then worked my way up through all the fashion
magazines…now I recently signed with Porsche.
It’s a new line of clothes that people are starting to get into…it’s
mostly swim suits…so usually during the winter months…I have 4 months off…So
since Glenn and his best friend Mark Callaway (Undertaker) have been bugging me
to come and go on the wrestling tour with them…I figured why not….besides…me
miss a chance to be around some beefy, damn good looking sports
entertainers…Hell no…I practically jumped at the chance…even though I love
acting like I could care less.
So I packed up my bags in my New York apartment and
flew over to Michigan…damn it was cold…I should of thought about the whether
when I dressed this morning…I had on a black cotton shirt about 3 inches above
my knee with two pockets on the legs, with black leather 2½ inch heeled,
knee-high boots, a white tank top with a matching cardigan, plus a black
leather jacket with a hood…I left my hair down…
I took a cab to the arena…about the time I pulled
up, a limo pulled up and Stephanie got out…and noticed me…she came over and we
hugged for so long…she said, “Damn girl…where have you been?” I said, “New York…I signed with that new
clothes designer Porsche…it’s interesting…I’ve never been a straight swim suit
model…I usually do all kinds of clothes but not just swim suits…and some of
those are racy little things.” Steph
laughed at me and said, “C’mon, we can put your bags in my office and then I’ll
help you find Glenn.” I said, “Okay…So
how are you and Andrew (Test) doing?”
She said, “Were doing really great…well as good as
can be expected, with him on Raw and me on Smackdown…it gets hard to see each
other a lot of the times…but at least we have the same days off…” I said, “You should have him moved
over…” She said, “I wouldn’t mind it…but
sometimes we can really get on each others nerves…and if we are doing the same
thing…we would never be able to escape each other…now if we want to run we have
the separate shows…it’s all good.” We
stepped in Steph’s office and dropped off my bags, and I put my coat down,
cause it was super warm in the arena…and we took off walking around the arena..
We were walking down the hall when I heard someone
whistling behind me and was making a few racy comments
and I said, “Hey…why don’t you kiss my ass.”
I turned around and it was Mark…he said, “Well, ma’am we really can’t do
things like that out in the hall, but if you give me a couple of hours, I’ll
take you back to my hotel…and kiss your ass all night long baby…” I said, “Mark Callaway…don’t
be so foul...” I smacked his arm and
then he picked me up into a huge hug and swung me around in circles…Mark said,
“It’s about time you got your skinny ass here.”
I said, “I know…it’s been too long.”
Mark put me down and a familiar voice behind me
said, “Hey, I hope you’re not flirting with my little sister Deadman.” I turned around with a huge smile on my face
and I walked over and gave Glenn an even bigger hug…Me
and Glenn were always close…
There was a guy standing next to Glenn…he was
gorgeous…he was came in at a nice 6’4” but this guy was a little bigger then
Glenn…he was probably around 240-260lbs…long dirty blonde hair, about 2 or 3
inches past his shoulders, but pulled back into a pony tail, with a matching
go-tee and mustache…He had on levis, some big ole black steel toed boots, and a
black t-shirt that said, ‘GAME OVER’ on the chest…this guy was a total
hottie!!! And anyone who know me…some
kind of facial hair…just makes me weak in the knees…
I pulled away from Glenn and he said, “Sorry about
that Game…Nyla this is Paul Levesque…Paul this is my little sister Nyla.” We shook hands and I was hooked from then
on…I said, “It’s nice to meet you.” He
said, “Yea, you too.” In this really nice deep voice. I looked at Glenn and said, “Now…where is
Dave at…I heard he signed with this place?”
I was referring to Dave Bautista…I looked down the hall and saw Dave and
cupped my mouth with my hand and yelled, “Bautista!!!” Dave turned around and said, “Holy
Shit….Lala…” I said, “Please excuse
me.” I ran over and Dave lifted me above
his head and then enveloped me into his huge arms…and we hugged so tight…
Glenn said, “Look at that shit…she’s closer to one
of my friends, then she is too me.” Paul
said, “Kids…what are you gonna do with them?”
Glenn said, “Hell, she ain’t a kid no more…she’s 21…God damn I feel so
old now…Jesus I’m going to be 33 this year…and I feel older then that when
she’s around me…” Paul started laughing
and said, “Hell. That isn’t old…I thought you meant old…OLD…she’s what 9 years
younger then me? And what 12 years then you…I feel old…” Mark looked at them both and said, “Hell,
probably because you both are really old.” They both turned around and gave
Mark the finger.
I said, “Cute boys…real cute…Mark what did you say
now?” Mark walked over with me and Dave
and said, “Oh they were bitch like a couple of old women about being old...so I
stated the obvious for them.” I said,
“Mark you know better then to do that…you know Glenn gets sensitive about his
age around his birthday time…you know…I mean hell he’s been 25 for the last
what…9 years right?” Dave started
laughing his ass off…and said, “Sounds like my mom…she’s been 23 for 25
years.”
A guy came flying around the corner in a red, purple
and blue hair …and Paul said, “Where’s the fire Jeff?” Jeff looked up with blue and white paint all
over his face…The guys started laughing…and I handed him a tissue…Jeff said,
“Thanks ma’am…” Glenn said, “Jeff…this
is my little sister Nyla…Nyla this is Jeff Hardy he’s one half of the Hardy
boys, his brother is around here somewhere.”
I shook his hand and Jeff said, “I’d stay and
talk…but I have to run and do an interview with that idiot Terri…” Paul said, “Man, she still has the hots for
you…doesn’t she?”
Jeff said, “Yea…after Glenn blew her off she’s been stalking me…If I
walk in that room…and she doesn’t have anything but a smile on…I’m so out of
there…” I said, “Does she know stalking
is illegal in all 50 states?” Jeff
looked at me and started laughing and said, “Sweetie…how’d you like to protect
me from Silicone hill?” I said, “Oh, I’m
assuming your referring to her fake boobs?”
Jeff nodded…
I said, “Sure…C’mon…I don’t mind…it’s my first
night…you know my night would even begin if I don’t get to piss someone
off.” Glenn kissed my head and said,
“Make sure you bring her down to my dressing room Jeff…she doesn’t know where
it is…” I said, “Lemme see…it should
either say Glenn Jacobs or Kane right?”
Glenn shook his head and said, “Smart ass.”
Vince had just recently brought the two rosters back
together…that way they could all travel together again…I had actually gotten to
know Glenn’s girlfriend and WWFE diva Trish Stratus…she was cute as a button
and I had the hardest time picturing her dating my brother…Trish was all of
5’4” and Glenn well, he was 6’10”…it was just adorable…and of course Mark’s
girlfriend at the time Sara…who was about an inch shorter then me…but half the
time she wasn’t on the road with Mark…she stayed at his ranch in Houston and
worked.
After
I’d been on the tour with Glenn and the rest of the loonies…It felt nice to
just be able to relax…I would have breakfast with Mark, Glenn, Dave (Bautista)
and of course Paul…I had the hardest time concentrating on my breakfast when
Paul would join us…damn but he was fine…Then I would actually go to the gym
with them…I didn’t really do weight lifting it wasn’t my thing…but I would
smack the punching bag around with Mark…and every morning I’d do my 15 mile
run…I didn’t care what city we were in…I didn’t want to feel like I was being
lazy…Sometimes Stephanie would join me…
I
would lounge at the arena’s with them and watch them go over their moves and
scripts in the ring…it was funny watching them get into character…they were all
trying to act like a bunch of hard asses…but they were really just a group of
clowns.
One
day I was down in the gym they had set up in the arena for the guys…and I was
knocking around the punching bag…Mark walked in with Paul (Who was
shirtless)…and I nearly passed out…Mark was smiling at me while watching me
beat the shit out of the poor bag. They
walked up and Mark said, “Damn girl…got some pent up energy you’re trying to
get rid of?” I said, “Nope…just trying
to get rid of some frustrations.” Mark
said, “How bad could it be…cause I think I just heard
the bag say ouch.” I smiled and said,
“Believe me you don’t want to know.”
Paul said, “What’s the matter…you’re brother annoying you?” I said, “Surprisingly enough…not yet.”
They
both laughed at my comment as Glenn walked in and said, “I was looking for you
two…we’ve got to get going…our ring time is up…Dave is waiting for us…” They all walked away and Mark came back 5
seconds later…and sat down on the bench and said, “Nyla…give the bag a break
and C’mere.” He patted his knee…I
laughed and sat down on his knee and said, “How man I help you Deadman?” Mark laughed and said, “For starters you can
tell me what’s wrong…” I said, “Mark,
it’s not your problem…It’s mine…I just have a crush on someone and I’m beating
it out of myself with the bags help.”
Mark
said, “You don’t get crushes…” I said,
“I know…came as a bit of a shock to me too…I just figured it out a couple of
days ago…possibly because I couldn’t keep my eyes off him at breakfast.” Mark said, “It’s a wrestler from this
company…and he has breakfast with us…hell it could be anyone…time out…it’s not
me right?” I said, “Oh that’s
disgusting.” Mark said, “I resent
that…I’m a good looking guy.” I said,
“Mark…I never said you wasn’t…It would just be hard for me to find you as
anything other then attractive…You are sexy as hell when you want to be…and
you’re extremely intelligent…but…If I had a crush on you…it would feel like
incest…you’re my brothers best friend for Christ sake…which as long as I’ve
known you…I look at you as just a brother…I couldn’t look at you any other way
without feeling totally creped out.”
Mark
said, “Thank you…I think…So who’s the lucky guy?” I said, “No one…I’m not saying a word…you
know Glenn…he’ll blow a gasket…he’d never allow me to date a wrestler
especially if it was one of his friends…”
Mark said, “Ooh…so it’s one of his friends…okay tell
me now…” I said, “Nope sorry, it doesn’t
work like that.” Mark said, “I’ll get it
out of you sooner or later.” I said,
“Well…be thinking later…much, much later…like after I’ve died.” Mark laughed and said, “Okay…you don’t have
to tell me…but I’ll figure it out some how…”
Mark left.
Chapter 5
I
went down to Glenn’s dressing room, cause that’s were all my stuff was…and
relaxed for a minute…I could not get that man out of my head…no matter how hard
I tried…nothing seemed to work. I
finally decided what I needed was a shower…so I stripped everything off and
went into the locker room…making sure to close and lock the door behind
me…knowing full well…Glenn should be back any minute, cause he was supposed to
take Trish to get some food before we all went back to the hotel to rest up
before their Thursday Night Smackdown show which was going to be the following
night.
The
water felt good…it wasn’t too warm but it wasn’t freezing cold either…it was
nice…washing everything away from me…I kept thinking god Nyla…how can you even
be attracted to that man…you just barely meet him a few weeks ago…well none the
less…I liked him…I’ve never liked anyone Glenn works with…so what the hell am I
supposed to do?
I
got out of the shower and wrapped a barely there towel around my body. I had forgotten my clothes in the dressing
room…I walked out of the locker room grateful Glenn and Mark hadn’t come back
yet…they would definitely tease me for the towel outfit…I was combing the knots
out of my hair minding my own business…when the door flew open and Paul walked
in with a “Glenn, I need to get my…” He
had been looking at the ground when he walked in…he looked up and threw his
hand up over his eyes and said, “Oh Shit…God…I’m sorry Nyla.”
Oh
I loved the way my name sounded on his lips…
I
couldn’t help but laugh…Paul stood there and said, “I swear I’m sorry…I didn’t
see anything…I promise…God don’t tell your brother…Glenn would kill me…I’m so
sorry.” I laughed a little more and
said, “Don’t be sorry…I’m not…and you can uncover your eyes…I’m covered…well
sort of…besides I’m not a shy person.”
He moved his hand away slowly and said, “Are you sure?” I said, “Positive.” Paul said, “I was looking for Glenn and
Trish…” I said, “Last place I saw either
of them was down by the ring with you, Mark and Dave.” Paul said, “I’ll go check Trish’s dressing
room…” Paul stared at me for a minute
and I said, “If you’ll please excuse me…I’m gonna get dressed…I’m getting
cold.” Paul said, “Yea…sorry…I guess
I’ll see you later.” He turned and left,
closing the door behind him…
I
said, “You bet your fine ass you will.”
I
proceeded to get dressed…I put on my levis, white steel toed boots and a white
drawstring top that tied around the neck…and let about an inch of my mid-drift
show with my navel ring…I just let my hair hang loose. I walked down to the ring where I found Mark,
Glenn, Trish, Dave, Stephanie, Andrew and Paul all standing around…Paul was
actually leaning against the ring…and walked up to all of them…
Mark
put his hand on top of my head and leaned over and whispered in my ear… “Is he
here?” I couldn’t help but laugh…and I
turned around and smacked his arm…and said, “Shut up…that’s the last time I
tell you anything big mouth.” Trish
said, “Nyla do you remember Paul?” I
said, “Yea…we just had a small run in…in Glenn’s dressing room..” Paul smiled and
said, “By the way Nyla…I like the towel better.” I blushed furiously…and said, “Yea…I thought
you might say that.”
Chapter 6
Glenn
looked and Mark and Mark said, “Did we miss something? What towel would he be talking about?” I said, “He would be talking about when he
walked in on me after I had just gotten out of the shower with nothing but a
towel and a smile on.” Glenn said,
“Excuse me?” I said, “Stop…Glenn you
already know I’m not a shy person…it didn’t bother me and plus he apologized
about a 100 times…then he left.” Trish
said, “Nice Paul…get an eye full?” Paul
said, “Hey like I said, I liked the towel better.”
Mark
said, “Okay, you’ll let a total stranger see you in a towel…but I get yelled at
if I even want to take a shower with you…”
I said, “Mark Callaway…behave yourself…I
already know you’d never do something like that, because Sara would whip your
ass for it…” Mark smiled and said,
“Yea…I know .”
I said, “God you’re such a pervert…I don’t know how Sara puts up with
your ass.” Mark said, “Sheer will power
baby.”
I
rolled my eyes and me and Trish started walking up the ramp…Trish said, “So I
heard you left a fist imprint in the punching bag earlier.” I smiled and said, “Well…it shouldn’t have
pissed me off…” Trish said, “I don’t
know anyone who works out as focused or intense as you…well except for maybe
Paul…with as good as his body looks…he’s got to be focused and intense.”
We
giggled and Glenn bellowed, “Patricia Stratus…I heard that.” Trish turned around and said, “But dear…I’m
only telling the truth…you never had to work out a day in your life…” Glenn said, “Well…not every body can be
adorably handsome like me.” I said,
“Glenn did you steel Snow Whites mirror again?”
Mark started laughing and I said, “Don’t laugh Mark…cause I believe you
borrowed it from him…after what we talked about earlier…Mr. I’m a good looking
guy.” Trish said, “Oh no
he didn’t.” I was laughing so
hard all I could do was nod.
I
don’t know what point it was but Mark and Glenn got fed up with us making fun
of them and run up the ramp after us…Mark threw me over his shoulder and Glenn
carried Trish under his arm…they carried us that way until we got outside to
the parking lot…then they disposed us onto the ground on our feet…Mark and
Glenn both swatted out butts and Mark said, “That’ll teach you to respect others…” I looked at Trish and started laughing…Mark
said, “What’s so funny?” I said, “Don’t
you mean respect my elders?” Trish just
busted up…we couldn’t help it…
Glenn
said, “Damn women…what the hell has gotten into you two today?” Trish said, “I don’t know…but maybe if you
spank me…I might be a little more inclined to tell you I‘ve been a
naughty…naught girl.” She pushed her
chest against Glenn’s sternum…and he swallowed hard looking down into her
eyes…I said, “Well…looks like it’s just me and you Steph…to take care of the
rest of these boys.” Steph started
laughing now…
Glenn
threw Trish over his shoulder and carried her back into the arena and we didn’t
hear from them…so all assuming aside…we were hungry and decided to bring the
horny couple some food back to the hotel…
Chapter 7
After
we got done eating every one left for the hotel except me and Paul…we were just
sitting there talking and laughing…he had a great smile…and an even better
laugh. Paul said, “So you’re a model
huh…what do you model?” I said, “Well…up
until 6 months ago…just clothes…but I signed a contract with a new designer and
it’s all swim suits now…and some of those are racy little shits…What about
you…Wrestling? I thought only my brother
was out of his mind.”
Paul
said, “Nope…I wanted to wrestle my whole life…I started body building when I
was 15 to keep myself out of trouble…then started on the wrestling circuit,
when I was pretty young for WCW…and when I didn’t like the way they were trying
to throw my career around…I got the call from Vince…A couple of years ago…I
left one of the most popular groups…but it was a professional decision to go
solo…”
I
said, “Has it worked out better since going solo and not having the group
recognition?” Paul said, “Yea…I’ve just
sort of picked up on shit along the way…and started climbing the ladder…I
learned a lot from Mark…he’s been a really good friend as far as answering
questions I always threw at him…and even more so for keeping my ass in line
when I needed it the most.” I said,
“Yea…Mark is just so father figurey…it’s disgusting…he should marry Sara and
have tons of babies with her…maybe it would banish some of that father figure
side he’s got…”
Paul
drove me back to the hotel and we talked the whole way laughing and talking and
just getting to know one another…He walked me to my hotel room door…we stopped
in front of the door, which just also happened to be between Glenn and Mark’s
rooms…I said, “My protectors…I swear…someday I won’t even be able to scratch my
own butt without one of them trying to bodyguard me from it…” Paul started laughing…I heard the same thing
he heard…Glenn and Trish moaning and panting up a storm….and chances are…with
as active as their sex life is…if they were fogging up the windows…it wasn’t
because someone locked them it…We both started laughing…I banged on the door as
I looked at my watch…and heard Glenn growl, “WHAT?!?!” I said, “No panting after 2 am…” We started laughing again when the panting
started back up…
We
stood there in silence for a couple a minutes and then I said, “You want to
come in?” Paul said, “I do…but I
don’t…” I said, “Why?” He said, “Because if I walk in there, I will
lose control fast.” I said, “I got that
vibe from you…So you like to be in control at all times?” Paul said, “Yea…it’s one of my bad
habits…” I moved closer and said, “So
lose control…and see what happens…you want to kiss me…don’t you?” Paul smiled and said, “Oh yea…you don’t know how
bad…” I said, “So do it.”
Paul
took my waist with his huge hands and pulled me closer leaned down and captured
my lips with his…and proceeded to practically kiss the air right out of my
toes!!! If they could have exploded I
sure they would of…My arms just sort of found there way up his massive arms and
around his neck…Paul ran his tongue across my lips and I opened my mouth
granting him access…and his tongue snaked it’s way into my mouth and caressed
every tooth, every place in my mouth, even my tongue…it was so passionate…
When
we separated…I just looked at him…he leaned down and kissed me one more
time…just a single kiss on the lips…nothing fancy…and then said, “Good night
Nyla.” I said, “G’night Paul.” And I watched him walk down the hallway…I
really wanted to run after him, tackle him to the ground and ask him to rape me…but
I guess it can’t be considered rape if I’m willing…DAMN…the only draw back to
that plan!!
Chapter 8
In
the morning I was having breakfast with Trish and Stephanie at one table…while
all the guys were at a separate table then us…out of listening distance…Stephanie
said, “So what did you and Paul talk about last night after all of us left…you
looked pretty Cozy.” I said, “Nothing
specific, just life in general…but I will admit one thing…The boy does kiss
rather nice.” Trish’s head popped up and
said, “Oh my god Nyla you’re a scandal…”
I said, “Oh okay…Miss I’m dating the Big Red Machine…he choke slammed
you and you fell in love with him.”
Stephanie said, “Obviously a match made in Choke Slam Heaven.”
Trish
said, “Hello…they don’t call Paul The Cerebral
Assassin for nothing…during Raw and Smackdown the man carries a sledge hammer
around with him, and uses it as needed…”
I said, “Hmmm…interesting.”
Stephanie said, “You know something…you two would be perfect for each
other…you both take a lot of pride in your bodies and work hard to make them
look good…” Trish said, “Hello…Stephanie
don’t put ideas into her head, that aren’t already there…Glenn would kill
me…and then you…and then her…he does not want his baby sister to date a
wrestler…” I said, “Yes, well My big brother doesn’t call the shots in my life…so guess
what…” Trish said, “What?” I said, “It’s the oldest phrase in the
book…IDGARA…” Trish looked at me and
said, “Idgara…that’s not even a word…” I said, “No…it’s a bunch of small ones to
make up one sentence.”
I
stood up and before I walked away I said, “I Don’t Give A
Rats Ass…” Trish just watched me walk
away…Stephanie was practically rolling on the floor laughing so hard…as the
guys had their attention at the girls table I walked by and caught Paul’s eyes
looking my way…I winked at him and continued to go to the hotel gym.
I
started on the punching bag and Mark walked in about an hour later…and said,
“How long have you been at this?” I
said, “What time is it now?” HE checked
his watch and said, “10:30…” I said, “An
hour.” Mark said, “So think anymore
about telling me who you have that crush on?”
I looked up smiled and shock my head no…Mark said, “C’mon…I mean does he
like you?” I said, “He sure kisses like
he does.” Mark’s eyes nearly popped out
of his head and he said, “Excuse me?…when did this
happen?” I said, “When is not
important…the only thing I have to worry about is Glenn…” Mark said, “Why?”
I
said, “C’mon Mark…you know as well as anyone else…Glenn gets way too over
protective…you should know you’re the same damn way…and I’m not even blood
related to you…Glenn already yelled at Trish about me dating wrestlers…he
doesn’t want me getting serious with one…”
Mark said, “God, what would he do if we ever dated?” I laughed and said, “Please…let’s not visit
Fantasyland…If we weren’t extremely good friends and you wasn’t with Sara and I
wasn’t eyeballing someone else…I’d jump you in a minute and we could watch Glenn
have a coronary together…” Mark laughed
hard.
Mark
said, “You’re right…Glenn would shit bricks…”
I said, “No…Glenn would shit purple twinkies.” Mark said, “So why won’t you tell me…you know
anything you tell me, won’t go any further then the two of us…I’ve always kept
your secrets before…” I said, “Yea…well
this one is too important to tell anyone…I know you and Glenn like to drink
together…if you guys get drunk one night…you’ll both be spilling some secrets I
have on both of you…and then that will leave me up shit creek without a
paddle.” Mark said, “You’re probably
right...don’t tell me…I don’t want Glenn to blow a gasket.”
I
said, “I just want to keep this to myself…I mean I’m only going to be here for
4 months…anything that happens between me and this guy…will have to end when I
leave…I don’t think he’d want to date a traveling swimsuit model who’ll only
see him 4 months out of the year…which if he was a permanent fixture in my
life…I’d want to see him more then 4 months a year…I’d want to see him 24/7…you
guys really have a great job…did I ever tell you that?” Mark said, “Oh yea, fabulous.”
I
smacked his arm and said, “I’m being serious…Always traveling…but with the same
people…hell I’d be only so lucky to remember all the other models names…but
since most get new younger ones in every 6 months, I have to learn the new
names all over again…” Mark said, “Too
bad you couldn’t work with us…it could be fun…and we’d be able to see you
more…I know I miss seeing you all the time and so does Glenn…” I continued beating the bag, while Mark
talked to me more…
Chapter 9
A
couple of days later…I was walking down the hallway of the hotel…getting ready
to go and get dressed to meet Mark and Glenn at the arena to watch them doing
Raw…one of the hotel room doors opened and I looked and it was Paul…I smiled
and he held out his hand…I looked at his hand and looked in his eyes…and slowly
let my hand slide into his…his long fingers wrapped around my hand and he
pulled me into his hotel room. He closed
the door behind us…and lightly pushed me against the door…
I
smiled and said, “Something I can help you with Mr. Levesque?” Paul said, “Yea…I’ve had this urgent feeling
to kiss you…I was wondering if you could relieve it?” I said, “I’d be only too happy to do
so.” Paul kissed me deeply, passionate…One
of those ‘Oh God please take me now cause I’m in Heaven’ kisses…Paul picked me
up and carried me to his bedroom…he pulled my levis off…as he stripped his own
levis…and then crawled up the bed and laid behind me… Paul kissed my ear and
neck, knowing full well if his tongue got anywhere near that little spot behind
my earlobe, I would go buck wild on him…
I loved the feel of his go-tee on the bare skin of
my neck…I moved my head to the side a little more, granting Paul excess to what
ever he wanted…Paul slid his hand up the t-shirt of his that I was wearing, and
I could feel my skin starting to light on fire with just the warmth of his hand
on me…The softness of his hand sliding up my stomach and ribcage and going
straight for what he wanted to feel, he cupped my breast as I could feel my
nipple slid between his fingers, and he applied a little pressure knowing
exactly what sort of response he would get from me. I let out a little moan and Paul emitted a
deep growl from the back of throat as he continued to kiss my neck. My hand went back and caressed his thigh and
slid down and rubbed up against his ever present hard on, pressing into the
back of my thigh.
Paul let out another growl as I ran my finger nails
up the length of his hard on, Paul moved around and pushed my knees apart with
his knee…and slid his body between my thighs…we were kissing so passionately,
my nails were digging into his shoulders and back…and he started trailing
kisses down my body stopping to pay some attention to my breasts and nipples,
as he played with them in his mouth, his hands slide down to my ass, and pushed
me up in the bed and his head was between my thighs, he was blowing his hot
breath on my clit…and it was making me go crazy…He slid his hand up and placed
it on my stomach and kept me still, cause he knew I was going to buck…he slowly
slid two fingers into my wetness as he licked my clit like crazy…making me moan
out his name in pleasure which just made him grow harder…my hands were clenched
to the sheets on the bed, and Paul’s hand on my stomach left and found mine,
and I let go of the sheets, and we laced our fingers together and held on
tight, cause I was slowly going over the edge, and he knew I was enjoying every
minute of it. I hadn’t climaxed yet, and
Paul was doing his damndest to make me cum.
In between licks, Paul’s deep voice said, “Nyla, stop fighting me…let it
go baby girl…” Just hearing his deep
voice, in between with what he was doing to my body totally threw me over the
edge, I said, “Paul….I’m….” and before I could get it out, Paul knew exactly
what I was doing…My fingers tightened around his…and he just let me ride it
out…so to speak.
I had my eyes closed and my hands over my face, and
breathing heavy…I felt Paul crawl up my body, and he said, “Nyla…look at
me.” I slowly removed my hands and
opened my eyes and he said, “Are you okay?”
I looked around and said, “Well, I’m not dead so, I guess so. Shit Paul, You made me completely
insane.” Paul smiled and kissed me, I
could taste my juices on his tongue still…which turned me on even more…We
rolled over and I was sitting straddled on Paul, making sure to rub up against
his hard on, and he could feel how wet I was which made him harder and managed
to turn him on even more…I leaned down and was placing kisses all over his
chest…I licked his nipple and then blew air on it and watched it go erect. Paul was just about to go crazy, and ran his
hand through his hair…Paul said, “That’s it.
I‘ve had it.” I giggled as he
practically threw me over on my back, and started after me…as I was crawling
backwards up towards the head board.
Paul stalked after me on his hands and knees…When I
bumped into the head board, I stopped moving, and Paul grabbed my thighs, and
pulled me down around him, and he said, “Nyla…you are a terrible tease.” I giggled and said, “Paul…live with it…cause giving you something to chase is fun…” Paul said, “Oh make no mistake about it, I am
have thoroughly enjoyed chasing you…just watch out when you get caught, cause
now I’m going to tear your ass up…” I
said, “Yea, but I want you too.”
I bit my bottom lip and Paul kissed me deep and
passionately as he slid his huge hard on into my wetness. And I let out a little gasp because I didn’t
know how big he was. After a couple of
minutes of him letting me get used to it, he started trusting into me…and I
grabbed onto his shoulder. Paul got a
sudden surge of energy, and he sat up on his knees, still partially in me, and
grabbed my hands and pulled me up and I wrapped my legs around him pushing him
back all the way into me, he pushed me against the head board, and held on to
me with one arm and on the head board with the other hand, and started going
crazy thrusting in and out of me like an insane person who hadn’t had sex in 90
years. Just feeling him inside of me was
way to much and was pushing me slowly…I put my hand on his cheeks and he had
this intense look on his face…and we kissed and we were so close to the edge,
with one final thrust of his hips…we both climaxed together…
Chapter 10
Paul laid back with me still in his arms and on his
chest and him still inside of me…We were catching our breath and coming down
from the clouds…I laid on his chest and I could feel him going soft inside of
me, but twitching from the intense climax we both had. When our breathing finally regulated, Paul
said, “I don’t know how I’m going to ignore the fact that you turn me on so
much in front of your brother…it’s going to be extremely difficult.” I said, “Oh yea…tell me something I don’t
know.”
10
minutes after we got out of the shower and got re-dressed…my cell phone started
ringing...I knew it was going to be Glenn…so I didn’t even bother answering
it…I checked my voice mail…and Paul came up behind me wrapping his arms around
my waist and kissed my neck…and I said, “Keep that up and we’ll never make Raw
tonight.” Paul said, “Who cares…I don’t
have a match tonight anyways…probably a good thing, cause after what we just
did…my thigh muscles would be of no use to me in the ring…I’ll have to recoup
for the next 6 days…” I giggled a
little…
We
knew every one was at the arena…well except us…when we got there…Paul gave me a
quick kiss on the lips and headed to see Dave…and I took off for Mark and
Glenn’s dressing room…I walked in and Glenn said, “Girl where the hell have you
been?” I said, “Sorry…I fell asleep…I
had a headache…” Mark walked in and
said, “Damn she is alive…where have you been hiding yourself?” I said, “Under covers…I had a headache…” Mark leaned down and whispered in my ear,
“Sure you did.”
I
smacked his arm as he walked by…he just laughed on his way to the bathroom…
So
for the next 2 months Paul and I met for our little sex sessions in his room
before Raw and even before Smackdown…but it was definitely starting to play on
my mind…that Id’ be leaving in 3 weeks…I guess it was a week later, when I got
a note delivered to me while watching everyone in the ring practice for Monday
Night Raw…I read it and said, “Hey, guys I’ll be right back.” They all pretty much nodded as I walked up
the ramp to Vince McMahon’s office. I
stopped in front of the door and knocked…Vince said, “C’mon in Nyla..”
I
walked in and smiled and said, “What’s up Vince?” Vince stood up and walked around the desk,
giving me a hug…I always thought of him as an uncle, because of how close me
and Steph were…Vince said, “Nyla…I’ve been noticing something about you
lately…you look like you’re a little down…it wouldn’t have anything to do with
the fact that you’re leaving in 2 weeks would it?” I said, “How did you know?” He said, “Cause I know there’s nothing you’d
rather do then work with Glenn and Mark and all of the other friends you have
here…I know you and Glenn have been close since your parents were killed in
that car accident…which I understandable…but I was just wandering if you’d like
a job here?”
My
eyes shot open and I said, “Here? What
in the world could I do here?” Vince
said, “C’mon Nyla…I know how in shape you are…and I know you’re athletic as
hell…You could actually be a Diva…they don’t really do much as far as training
is concerned…and Trish already confirmed to me that she’d love to train
you…we’ve even come up with a story line.”
I said, “I don’t know Vince…do you think I could do it?” Vince said, “If you put as much faith into
yourself like Trish, Stephanie and I have…I think you’ll do just fine…you want
to know what the story line will be?” I
smiled and said, “Sure.” Vince started
talking as Trish and Stephanie came strolling in and explained the whole thing
to me…I was hooked from the first word.
After
sitting there talking with Trish, Stephanie and Vince…I said, “I think that is
a fabulous plan…and none of those shithead guys will be the wiser…Oh wow….this
is going to be so much fun…I’ve always wanted to shock the hell out of my
brother.” Trish grinning and said,
“Well…now’s your chance.” I said, “Do
you guys really think I can pull this off?”
Vince said, “I’m sure without a doubt.”
I looked at Stephanie and she said, “Girl, you’ve always had my
backing…I know how tough you are…sometimes you’re tougher then your own
brother…I think this will have a great shock factor especially with Glenn,
Mark, Paul, Dave, and Andrew watching…those boys will never know what hit ‘em.”
I said, “And Trish you’re sure you want to help
me?” Trish said, “You know all the
basics already from watching, me and the rest of the Diva…plus from watching
Glenn and the other boys…you can do this…I’m just going to choreograph it so we
don’t end up killing each other…but other then that hell yes I’m up for it…I
can’t wait to see the look on Glenn’s face when he sees me standing across the
ring from his little sister…he’s gonna freak…especially since they’ve been
writing him into all my matches as my valet…and then I valet for him…he’s gonna
be standing there and his jaw is going to drop.” We laughed so hard…
So for the next two weeks…I trained and worked my
ass off with Trish…and I really got good…I didn’t think I was doing that
well…until the Divas coach came down to the ring one very late night, which is
when we would train, cause we didn’t want the guys to know…The Diva’s trainer
used to wrestle for WCW Fit Finley…But after WCW fell through the financial
cracks…he was sanctioned to come to WWF and be a trainer for the women…He came
down when he heard all the huffing and puffing we were doing and gave me a few
pointers and said, “Other then what I’ve seen you do…it looks like Trish did an
amazing job training you the way I trained her.” He gave me a few more tips and complimented
Trish on a job well done on training me so well…and a job well done to me for
being a fast learner…
When the 2 weeks were up…I was standing in the
parking garage next to my taxi that was going to be taking me to the
airport…and was saying my good-byes to everyone…I had already said my good-bye
to Paul earlier that morning in his hotel room…hehehe…Everyone was standing in
a row and I just went down the line giving every one a hug…Trish, Stephanie,
Vince, Dave, Paul, Glenn…I kind of lingered with his hug…we always hated saying
good-bye…
After every one turned to go back in Mark was
standing there with his hands on his hips and said, “So I guess you’re just
going to go ahead and leave…and not tell me who you had your crush on…” I smiled and said, “Yea…but I think you’ll
soon figure it out…you almost busted us once kissing…it was pretty close…Mark,
you know the drill take care of Glenn and Trish for me…and take care of
yourself and Sara…Don’t make me come back and beat your ass.” Mark said, “Yea, yea….we go through this
every time…You just make sure you don’t wait as long next time before we see
your skinny little ass again…” I said,
“You never know I might just surprise you sometime and see you when you guys
least expect it.” We hugged tight…and he
kissed the top of my head…I got in the taxi and he closed the door and watched
me leave the parking lot before he turned and went back inside.
The taxi drove around the block and came back and
there was a black limo waiting for me…I got out and gave the drive a hundred
dollar bill…and said, “Listen, take my bags over to the Hilton hotel…there will
be a lady waiting for you in the front, she’ll put my bags in a room…wait for
her…you are to bring her back here…” The
driver said, “Yes ma’am.” I hoped into
the limo and started changing…Trish jumped in about 15 minutes later with the
makeup and hair lady…
When I was finished I had on Black leather shorts
with laces on the sides, that pretty much left nothing for the imagination if
you get my drift…a match black leather tank top and also had laces on the
sides…and it showed off about 2 inches of my bare mid-drift and navel ring…As I
was pulling on my black leather 2½ inch heeled, knee-high boots…Trish said,
“Okay if official…I hate your abs.” I
looked down and said, “Why?” She said,
“Because you have some.” I laid back and
started laughing…The hair lady pulled my hair up into a high pony tail and then
put a bunch of spiral curls in it…and also straightened some too…Trish said,
“Okay I better get back before Glenn goes wild…I’ll see you in 15
minutes…” I said, “Thanks for everything
Trish.” She smiled and said, “No
problem.” We hugged and she took off…
:::Female Giggles:::
I
don't care what’ca ya'll say
Whoa,
it's time to rock & roll, whoa, this time I'm in control, whoa, right now I
own the streets, I got the keys to the city, that’s cause I get down, whoa,
it's time to rock & roll, this time I'm in control, whoa right now I own
the streets, I got the keys to the city, that’s cause I get down.
Sometimes
I wonder, how I made it this far, with all these people hatin
on me, ya'll know who you are, take a chance and try come up in this game bein the star, now I own the keys to a brand new fancy car
baby, it's my turn to burn, and now I'm here to rub it in your face..... 'whoa' when will you learn I'm queen and I'll put you in your
place.
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Lillian Garcia says, “From Ontario Canada being
escorted to the ring by Kane…Trish Stratus.”
Glenn in his Kane outfit walks out with Trish to the ring…Kane blasts
the fire from the ring posts…
I’m standing in the back and I pulled on my black
leather finger less gloves…and stretch my shoulders a little…I’m a little
nervous…but nothing to be seriously worried about…The stage guy comes over and
said, “You’re up Nyla…” I smiled and
said, “It’s now or never.” My music is
cued up…What else would I have blast through the speaker but Salt N Pepa’s
‘Ain’t Nuthin’ but a She Thing’
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:::Female Voices:::
It ain't a man's world (You go, girl!)No more sugar and spice (And everything nice)Now let me break it down to the marrow of the boneI'm a female and I got it goin' on Don't be fooled by my SEXIt ain't that simple, I'm more complexWe've come a long way, and, baby, that's a factLet's keep moving forward, girls, never look backFight for your rights, stand up and be heardYou're just as good as any man believe that It's a she thing, and it's all in me I could be anything that I want to be babyDon't consider me a minority Yeah, you knowOpen up your eyes and maybe you'll see It's a she thingIt's a she thing, and it's all in me I could be anything that I want to be Strong, innocent, and Intelligent ladyDon't consider me a minority Proud of who I amLadies help me out if you agree It's a she thing------------------------------------------------------------------------
When I stepped out onto the ramp platform…I could
almost hear jaws dropping in the back…as I walked down to the ring…Lillian
Garcia said, “Challenging for a shot at the Women’s Championship belt…Hell Cat.”
King said, “Wow…Who’s that?” JR said, “Well…it’s Kane and Undertakers baby
sister Hell Cat…” King said, “Is it just
me or does Kane look as surprised to see her as everyone else?” JR said, “Yea, he does look quite surprised.”
I got in the ring…and stood in Trish’s face…she
looked serious, but winked at me and I winked back. The bell ran and we totally went at it…Glenn
just watched on he couldn’t figure out what the hell was going on…at the same
time in the back…Mark was livid he couldn’t figure out what the hell I was
doing in the ring…he went to find Vince or Stephanie but neither of them were
anywhere…He stopped and watched the match on the monitor with Paul and
Dave…Paul said, “I didn’t know she could wrestle…” Mark said, “Yes, well it seems she’s got
secrets she loves to spring on people.”
I whipped Trish off the ropes and gave her a
clothesline…and tried to cover her…and she kicked out…she retaliated…and gave
me the bulldog off the top rope then tried to pin me…and I kicked out…and
slammed Trish into the corner and then slammed myself into her…and she hit the
mat…she rolled around for a minute…and I stood over her waiting for her to get
up…when she finally did…I swung my left leg around and kicked her I the face
with the heel of my boot…and then when I brought my leg back forward, I hooked
the top of my foot to my shin around her neck and pulled her down and squatted
down with my shin across her throat…the ref counted 1-2-3…and that was it…My
entrance music started blasting from the speakers…
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It's a she thing, and it's all in me I could be anything that I want to be babyDon't consider me a minority Yeah, you knowOpen up your eyes and maybe you'll see It's a she thingIt's a she thing, and it's all in me I could be anything that I want to be Strong, innocent, and Intelligent ladyDon't consider me a minority Proud of who I amLadies help me out if you agree It's a she thing
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When I got to the top of the ramp…I looked back and
my brother was squatting in the ring next to Trish making sure she was okay…He
looked up and I raised my hands above my head in victory.
I walked behind the curtain and Mark was standing
there with his hands on his hips…looking quite dominant…I said, “Oh hi
Mark.” Mark said, “You and me are going
to have a talk right now.” Mark threw me
over his shoulder effortlessly…and carried me down the hallway to his dressing
room…and once I was placed on the ground in front of him…I said, “Something I
can do for you?” Mark said, “Yea…you can
explain to me…just what in the hell you was doing out there?” I said, “Winning my first match…”
Mark said, “Oh yea…you’re first, last and only
match…You are to never set foot in that ring again as a wrestler…or anything
else for that matter…” I said,
“Mark…you’re not my mother…I already signed a contract with Vince…I’m here to
stay…” Glenn burst through Mark’s
dressing room door and said, “What the hell were you thinking Nyla?” Now I felt like I was being attacked by both
of them…
I said, “What is the big damn deal…I thought you
guys would like that I could stay around and I didn’t have to go back to New
York…I’m tired of being a model…I’m tired of not being near my brother I don’t
see you nearly as much as I’d like to…the last time I saw you was at mom and
dad’s funeral…And that was 4 years ago…Glenn, we are much closer then
that…You’re my big brother and my best friend…and Mark, you practically a
brother to me…and you are my best friend…who do I come to when I have a
problem? You…and who am I always calling
to make sure Glenn is taking care of himself…cause I know he’ll lie to me about
it…you…Why is it such a big deal that I’d rather be near my family then half
way across the country worrying about you…”
Glenn said, “God damn it Nyla…you’re my baby
sister…what if something goes wrong…what if you get injured?” I said, “What if it all happens to you
too? I’ve been there when you and Mark
have been injured…I know the consequences to being a wrestler…I enjoyed myself
tonight…hell I enjoyed having Trish training me for the last 2 weeks…I’ve never
had this much fun in my life…Stephanie and Vince teaching me about the
business…I think it’s interesting…I was nervous and once I got out there…it was
amazing…I had the time of my life…why can’t you guys just be happy for me? Why do you feel the need to run my life…I’m
not a baby anymore ya know…I haven’t been one in a long time, if you haven’t
noticed.”
Glenn said, “Trish helped train you and didn’t tell
me?” Glenn looked like he was about to
blow steam out of his ears…
I said, “Don’t you dare get mad at her…she helped me
decide on making this a surprise for you guys…all you guys ever say is you
don’t see me enough and how you wish I could be on the tour with you to be near
you guys…3 weeks ago I was dreading having to leave…because I would be leaving
you like always…and I didn’t have a clue when I’d see you again…and it hurt…it
hurt a lot Glenn…Until I stepped into that arena 4 months ago…I couldn’t
remember what either of you looked like…or if you had changed…I didn’t know if
you were still wrestling together…because even when I’m not working Mondays and
Thursdays…I still don’t get to see you…I never have enough time in the day to
take a piss, much less watch TV…if I’m not being fitted for run way shows, or
being asked to be in music videos, or even sitting at home paying my bills…then
I’m working…there is no one in my life who knows me better then the two of
you…you know what I’m feeling, when I’m feeling it…and I’m usually across the
country at the time…nobody knows me like you guys do…so how’s come you two
can’t see how happy I was tonight? If
you don’t want me around then I’ll leave…”
I walked around then and out the door…
By the time they started to come after me…I was no
where to be found…
I was walking with my head down…I can’t believe the
way those two just acted…and then it happened…I ran into a flesh wall and
started to fall backwards, when a huge pair of hands grabbed my shoulders to
steady me…I looked up and it was Paul…he said, “Hey Nyla…” I looked up and he saw tears sliding down my
cheeks and I said, “Hi.” Paul said,
“Hey…I didn’t hurt you did I?” I said,
“Nope…it wasn’t you…it was Glenn and Mark.”
Paul took me to his dressing room…and sat me down and handed me a box of
tissue…and said, “What happened?”
I said, “I did this tonight as a surprise, Trish,
Stephanie and Vince helped me plan and train for it all…I was so excited…but
Mark and Glenn acted like I couldn’t do it…like I’m to fragile to be a
wrestler…They are always bitching and gripping because I never see them enough
and the last time I saw both of them was 4 years ago at my parents
funeral…” Paul said, “I’m sure they
didn’t mean anything by it sweetie.” I
said, “No they meant exactly what they said…I finally make a decision that
involves the rest of my life…and they both just stand there telling me I can’t
do it anymore…like just because it makes me happy they have some sort of say so
in my life…I mean after mom and dad died…Glenn did the big brother thing…and
moved himself up to father figure…but then so did Mark…I don’t want any father
figures…I want my brother and my best friend back…”
Paul cradled me against his chest and he said,
“C’mon…let’s get back to the hotel…I don’t have a match tonight…we’ll take a
warm bath and order in some food…how does that sound?” I said, “Anything sounds better then sitting
here feeling sorry for myself.” So Paul
got me into his rental car and took me back to the hotel…Paul had slipped his
jacket around my shoulders…it was his leather/levis jacket…We were walking down
to his room and I said, “Damn…how do you wear this every night…this thing is
heavy…” Paul laughed and said, “It’s
warm…and to me it’s not that heavy…” I
said, “True…I think it might weight more then me.” He said, “Baby, everything weights more then
you…even your purse.” I laughed at him
as we walked into the room…I set the jacket down on the couch…and walked over
and stared out the window…
Paul came up behind me…and wrapped his arms around
me and said, “Like the view?” I sad, “I
love it…it’s so nice…I can’t imagine being anywhere else right now…I mean if I
would have really left…I’d be in New York trying to call all my friends and
managers to let them know I was back…then I’d have to meet them all for
drinks…and the night would never end…at least here…I can stand here like this
with you…or I can walk in and go to bed…and just rest until tomorrow.” Paul said, “Oh…by the way if I forgot to tell
you…you looked really beautiful tonight in that ring…I didn’t think any one
could ever look beautiful in that ring…but you did it…also…nice outfit.” I said, “Trish’s idea.”
Paul ran his hands over the soft leather covering my
breasts, down to my butt…and back up over my hips…and said, “Remind me to thank
you the next time I see her.” I said,
“Okay.” Paul said, “So how about that
warm bubble bath?” I said, “What an
excellent idea…I think we could both use one.”
We went in and sat in the tub for about 4 hours…every time the water
would get cold, Paul would turn the warm water on to get it warm again.
The
tub was a nice size…I was sitting on one end, and Paul had my feet in his lap
rubbing and massaging them…the bubbles smelled like lilacs…it was a great way
of relaxing…Paul said, “Hey, by the way if I forgot to tell you earlier…I
thought you was great tonight.” I said,
“Hmm…Really?” Paul said, “Yea…I thought
you and Trish did an awesome job on planning it…took bad they were acting like
jerk offs…” I said, “Thanks Paul…your
support means a lot to me.” Paul said,
“Yea…but technically were not having this conversation…you’re brother would
shit bricks if he knew about us…Glenn would absolutely throw a fit.”
I said, “Yea…I know, him and Mark…they make me so
God Damn crazy sometimes…I still feel like I’m 15 and at their mercy…” I moved around in the water…and pushed the
bubbles off my arms and crawled over and
sat straddled across Paul’s lap…and said, “Well…for someone who’s technically
not having this conversation with me…you sure are…awake…is that the work I’m
looking for?” Paul said, “Sorry
sweetie…You do things to me.” I said,
“Yea…I noticed…So are you hard or is that just your toy tug boat, I feel
pressed against my thigh?” Paul said,
“Baby…that’s not a tug boat…that’s a submarine…and it’s about to plunge forward
into the deep dark sea…” I said,
“Well…go forth and give all your seamen crew my blessing.”
We started kissing slowly and passionately…Paul
leaned down and rinsed the bubbles off my chest and started an assault on my
nipples that had me moaning and groaning so loud I could have raised the
dead…After Paul finished his assault…I started one of my own…I pushed him back
so he was leaning back against the side of the tub…and kissed him lips
slowly…We laced our fingers together, palm to palm…and I slowly kissed down his
neck and lightly nipped at his collar bone…I kissed down his huge chest to his
nipple and licked and bit at it and kissed around it and licked it again and
blew air over it…and then repeated on the other nipple…Paul was moaning out his
arousal…
We stood up and emptied the tub then got out and
dried off…I wrapped a towel around my body and walked into the bedroom…and saw
my phone flashing…I had put it on vibrate…I went over and checked my messages…I
had a few from Glenn…but I had more from Mark…said they wanted to talk with me
as soon as I got the messages…Paul wrapped his arms around my waist and said,
“Let me guess…they want to kiss ass and make up.” I said, “Probably.” Paul said, “You want to get dressed and go
see what they want?” I turned around and
ran my fingers through his wet silky hair…and licked his lips and said, “I
think it’ll keep until morning…besides I was in the process of having a
celebration for my victory tonight…”
Paul smiled and said, “Oh yea…you definitely deserve a little
celebration…how does moaning and screaming my name sound to you?”
I said, “Hmmm….very tempting…you sure you got that
much to offer a girl like me Game?” He
said, “Well…it depends on what kind of girl you are…” I said, “The type that loves to scream all
night long.” Paul said, “Well, if you
think you can handle the Game Ms. Hell Cat…I do believe I can accommodate you
just fine.” I giggled a little and said,
“Good…then I won’t even worry about leaving this room until tomorrow
morning.” I turned my cell phone off and
threw it in the dresser draw…and pushed the drawer closed with my hip…
Paul lifted me up and sat me on the dresser…and we
started kissing and he peeled the towels off of the both of us…Paul’s lips were
attached to my neck while we felt each other up and down with fingers, hands,
tongues, and lips…Paul kissed my ear and said, “I want you so bad baby.” I said, “So do something about it…” Paul slowly slid his erection into me…and
pulled my hips towards him, but kept me on the dresser…and started thrusting into
me…and after a while he pulled me off the dresser and laid
on the bed with me on top of him and he said, “Ride away baby.” We laced out fingers together again and I
started moving up and down on him…and we were both in total ecstasy.
After a little while longer…I was torturing him by
going slower and slower…he grabbed my hips and flipped up over so he was on
top…His hands gripped my thighs and pushed them a little further apart and
pushed them up a little and he went deeper which I let out a half sigh, half
moan…and Paul thought something was wrong Paul said, “I’m not hurting
you am I?” I said, “No sweetie…You just feel really good inside of me…” Paul
let out a half grunt and half laugh and said, “Believe me the feeling is
mutual…I can’t believe how tight you are baby, I love the way you feel wrapped
around me…”
Paul grabbed my knees and pushed them up a little
and then held onto my thighs….and was pushing himself deeper into me…which was
absolutely driving me insane…Paul leaned over and we started kissing again…and
he pushed my thighs a little more and went even deeper into me and he said,
“Oh…god Nyla…baby you are so going to make me……” and before he could finish…we
both climaxed again…Paul thrusted a few more times as our climaxes were ripping
through our bodies…and I could feel his seed ripping through my insides…
Paul laid next to me as we calmed down a little…we
were laying on our sides facing each other…I had my eyes closed trying to get
my breathing under control after the triple whammy orgasm we both had…and Paul
reached over and pushed my hair out of my face…I opened my eyes and said, “So
was that enough screaming for you?” Paul
said, “It’s a little more then I’m used to…but hey, I can adjust…” I stretched a little and said, “Wow, I
haven’t done that much screaming since the Steelers won the super bowl last
year.” Paul laughed and said, “Yea…I do
believe you won’t be doing much talking tomorrow.” I said, “Yea, but it was well worth it.” Paul said, “Damn if it wasn’t baby…it was
definitely worth it.”
I leaned over and placed a soft kiss on his lips and
Paul said, “I hate the thought of losing you in the morning…I wish we could
tell your brother.” I said, “Yea…I
know…me too…There is nothing more I hate then sneaking around so people don’t
know what I’m up too…It’s kind of like a lie…it isn’t really…it’s just me not
telling…cause I know how Glenn gets…I mean you’ve seen him in the ring…he is so
intense…sometimes him and Mark get too intense to control themselves…Can you
imagine what would happen if I told them how I felt about you.”
Paul said, “So how do you feel about me?” I said, “I don’t know…there is so many
reasons I’m attracted to you and why…I mean it’s more then looks…your
intelligence, your voice, your smile, the way you touch me, the way you kiss
me, you have a way of looking at me in a crowd of people…and it’s like I get
pulled in by your hazel eyes…it’s weird…I mean there could be a thousand girls
in the room…but yours eyes automatically find me…The words you use, the way you
speak to me like I’m the only person your talking to…I don’t know you just seem
to have this hold over me…” Paul said,
“You look like you want to say something else…what is it?” I said, “See…you even know when I want to say
something but I get to shy to say some things.”
Paul said, “Well…say it, whatever it is…I love to hear you talk…your
voice is so sweet and gentle.”
I looked in his eyes and said, “Are you sure you
want to know?” Paul said,
“Absolutely.” I took a deep breath and
leaned over and kissed his lips again and said, “I love you.” Paul smiled and said, “Really, when and how’d
you come to this conclusion?” I sat up
and drew my knees into my chest and pulled my hair over my shoulder letting it
hang down my bare chest…Paul sat up next to me…
I said, “I don’t know exactly when I came to that
conclusion…but how is with us…just being like this…I mean we’ve seen each other
naked and been there at the most intimate moments…I knew there was something
more between us then just really great sex…and we get closer every day…the more
our hearts come together…the more I realized that I was falling in love with
you…and it’s so hard to be right in the same dressing room with you at the
arena…and not be able to touch you when I want to, or kiss you when I feel like
it…I mean…with as much time as we’ve spent together in the last 3 months…you
know me…I’m a very touchy feely kind of person…I love touching you…the way your
skin feels against mine…it’s kind of like getting high, but not with any actual
drugs…At the end of the nights I want to be wrapped in your arms…and sleep next
to you…I don’t want to be half way down the hall wanting to be here with you…I
want to actually be here…and every day it just keeps getting harder and harder
to leave your hotel rooms…I mean there’s a part of me that’s wants to tell
Glenn and get it over with…but then just being secretive about being in love
with a guy whose got this really big heart…there’s something romantic about
that too…”
Paul leaned over and kissed my neck a little and
said, “Do me a favor and say it again…”
I said, “I love you.” Paul said,
“I love you too.” I looked at him and
said, “Really?” Paul said,
“Yes…Everything you just said to me…I didn’t realize it, but it’s the same
things I feel about you…I know my day hasn’t even begun until I’ve seen your
smile…you have one of those unforgettable smiles…one that even if I wanted to
forget it, I couldn’t.” Paul leaned over
and kissed me on the lips…I said, “What else did you want to say…you looked
like you was holding back something also?” Paul said, “It’ll keep sweetie…It’ll keep…”
We wrapped up each other in our arms and fell
asleep…
In the morning and for the next couple of weeks, I
ignored Glenn and Mark…it was time for them to realize I wasn’t a child…and I
had made a decision…I was going to tell them about me and Paul…I was really
ready for us to bring our relationship out in the open…I should have known
better…especially when I started getting that sick feeling in the pit of my
stomach, like I was going to puke up everything I’d eaten in the last 3 years…
I marched into Paul’s dressing room, before a Monday
Raw…and closed the door behind me…and I said, “Paul,
I’ve made a decision.” Paul said,
“Yea…what’s that honey?” I said, “I’m
going to tell Glenn about us…I can’t hide every relationship from my brother…I
mean…I love you…and I don’t think I should be scared to say it…hell…I want to
go to the top of the arena and scream it as loud as possible.”
Paul said, “I don’t know if that’s the right thing
to do…I’ve been thing about some things…and I need to tell you some stuff…so
can you sit down for me.” I sat down on
the couch and Paul sat in a metal fold up chair across from me…and leaned over
with his elbows resting on his knees…and his hands resting on my knees…Paul
said, “I have to be honest with you…because you’ve been honest with me…Nyla…I
do love you…more then I really should let myself…but I’m not in love with
you…it’s because I’m in love with someone else…but even now I can’t really tell
if I’m still in love with her or not…”
I said, “Paul what’s going on…have you been seeing
someone while, you’ve been seeing me?”
Paul said, “That questions has a yes and no for an answer…I’ve actually
been seeing you, while I was with her…I mean…I haven’t been having sex or
anything like that with her, cause I only see her when
I go home…but it would be considered me cheating on her with you.” I said, “So who is she…some girlfriend who
you don’t see enough or what…I mean what’s going on Paul?” He sighed and then took a deep breath and
said, “She…well her name is Samantha…and she’s my wife.”
I could feel my heart beating faster and faster…I
thought my heart was going to beat itself out of my chest…or at the very least
up my throat and out of my mouth…I was speechless for about 10 minutes…and then
said, “Your wife?…you’re married…and you’ve been having sex with me for the
last 3 months…”
Paul said, “We’re actually separated, I figured with
as much as we’d been fighting, we’d just get divorced and then something
changed…2 weeks ago, you told me you loved me and that you was in love with
me…and then proceeded to give me a list of reasons why…and I know all the
reasons I love you are the same…but then I got to thinking…I couldn’t remember
why I married Sami…and I sat down a few days ago and started thinking long and
hard about why I asked her to marry me in the first place…”
I said, “And?”
He said, “Because I love her…She’s been there supporting me through my
whole career…no one gave a shit about me other then my family, until I met
her…I need to really give our marriage a chance…we’ve only been married a
little over a year…and if I give up every time we fight, then I’m going to be a
coward for the rest of my life…and I can’t accept that…especially if I know…I
didn’t try for a second chance…plus…Nyla…I respect your brother way too much to
keep being with you when we can’t even tell him…he’s a really close friend of
mine and even though I love you a lot…I can’t see you behind his back anymore…I
won’t do that…it’s deceitful and it’s nothing but a lie.”
I said, “A lie?
No a lie is everything you’ve said to me for the last 3 months…you have
a wife…and didn’t even have enough respect for me…to tell me…to save me from
looking like the big whore of the WWFE…yea…don’t get to fuck your wife…send
Nyla over, it’s easy to get her into bed…all you have to do is pretend she
means something to you…Hell you guys don’t need ring rats…just call on
Nyla…she’s believe all your horrid little lies and then fuck your brains out…”
Paul said, “Nyla it was never like that between
us…We knew it wouldn’t work out eventually…because of your brother…he doesn’t
want you to date a wrestler…every guy on the roster knows that…none of them
would touch you in front of Glenn…so even if you do get another guy to look at
you without being afraid of your brother…you’d still have to see him behind
Glenn’s back.” I said, “I don’t know why
I even tried…I believed every word that came out of your mouth in the last 3
months…and now I feel like the rug has been jerker out from underneath my feet…You
lied to me…you did…not me…you sat there and made me believe that we could
actually have a normal relationship…once Glenn got over the initial shock of
us…but the whole time you had a wife…I mean you didn’t even respect me enough
to tell me you was married…Hell…what am I thinking…you don’t even have enough
respect for her…what makes me think you’ll respect me…”
Paul stood up and loomed over me and in a gruff
voice said, “I have respect for my wife.”
I stood up and said, “Oh really…then why cheat on her with me?…hmmm? I’m
waiting…where’s that great come back your just dying to dish out at me…you know
what I think the problem is…” Paul said,
“No, enlighten me.”
I started to have tears slid down my cheeks…and
said, “You wanted to have your cake and eat it too…and when it all got to be
too much, cause you couldn’t keep up the lie with both of us…I get the short
end of the straw, cause you don’t want to lie to Glenn…I hate to say this…but
Paul…you are so much more intelligent then that…you just don’t have the balls
to tell my big brother the truth about being in love with me…the things you
said and the way we feel when were together, you can’t mistake that or mask it
for anything else but being in love…and you know it…you didn’t have any
intentions of going back to beg your wife for a second chance…” Paul said, “What?”
I said, “You just can’t stand the fact that you’d
have to face the music of Glenn, when I told him. I believe you when you say you love your
wife…but obviously you don’t love her enough cause within the last 4 months of
me being here…I’ve only seen you go home once…and even then, you was back 10
days before you was even scheduled to be back…so don’t hand me that I’m going
back to work things out with my wife crap…cause believe me…I’ve dealt with
asshole boyfriends all my life, you are nothing different then them…the only
difference here is…sure you’re an asshole…but you’re not my boyfriend…just some
guy who I thought was going to grow up to be an adult…”
Paul couldn’t get a word in edge wise, and when I
turned to leave he grabbed my hand and said, “Nyla…I’m serious I love my
wife.” I said, “Yea…you know
something…if you keep saying that to yourself enough times…maybe someday you’ll
start to believe it…maybe…” I turned and
left his dressing room.
A few weeks later, I was back punching the stuffing
out of the punching bag…Mark saw me through the window of the gym and came in…I
said, “Can I help you with something?”
Mark said, “Yea…you can stop being so mean to
Glenn and me…we wanted to apologize for the things we said…we may have over
reacted…” I held my hand up and said,
“Save it…I…in all honesty…don’t give a shit right now…I just want to sit here
and beat the crap out of this stupid thing…and vent my frustrations…and I want to
stay mad, angry, pissed off…and I want to cry as hard as I can…and just get it
over with…and if you come in here and talk to me…my plan for the day will go
right down the shitter.”
Mark said, “So, why are you pissed off and wanting
to cry?” I said, “Cause
it’s my life…I’ll do with it what ever I see fit…” Mark walked over and said, “Can you just tell
me why you want to cry?” I said,
“Because I can’t have a normal life…okay is that what you wanted to hear? My life just can’t be normal…no it has to just
keep riding me until I break…and one of these days I’m going to break…” Mark said, “Who the hell has a normal
life? Why don’t you have one?”
I said, “Honestly?
Because of you and Glenn…I don’t know which one of you is worse…Glenn
threatening every person on the roster if they date me, he’ll kill them, cause
he doesn’t want me dating a wrestler…or you and him teaming up and telling
me…how to run my life…when surprise…surprise I could have sworn it was my
life…but no…you two just keep pestering your way in…why can’t you two just
leave well enough…alone…I like wrestling...hell I even love it, cause it is
just something I am fully into…watching you two grow up into this sport, was
amazing…but did you just think I wouldn’t like it at all…like I was going to be
so deluded that I’d walk around like some stupid bimbo going…wow ya’ll just got
so many big ole muscles…I don’t know what I should do with myself.”
Mark started to say something and I cut him off and
said, “Oh…oh…and the whole sitting there telling me I’m never going to wrestle
again…well that is such bullshit…I enjoy what I’m doing…I did it for you two
morons…cause I don’t see you enough…don’t you get it…I missed you guys so much,
I kept getting depressed, cause I wanted to see you…but every time I would
schedule time off…something would come up…run way show, magazine layout…I mean
if it wasn’t one thing…it was another…I mean did you guys honestly want me to
leave and not see you again in another 4 years…hell by then I could be married
and have kids and neither of you would know…cause you guys aren’t even part of
my life anymore…I mean, you guys don’t even know the hell I went through 2
years ago…because you don’t even know me anymore…”
Mark said, “What are you talking about?” I said, “2 years ago, I was walking home late
one night after a photo shoot…and a guy was following me…but I figured what the
hell is was New York for Christ sake…people were all over…he followed me into my
building…and got on the elevator with me…said he was on the floor above me and
that he’d been me around the building…we introduced ourselves to each other and
shook hands…then he proceeded to stop the elevator in the shaft between floors
and held a gun to my head while he raped me…”
Mark was speechless…he said, “Nyla…why didn’t
you…” I interrupted and said,
“What? Call you guys? Why…there was nothing either of you could
have done…” Mark said, “I don’t
know.”
I said, “Surprise…surprise…little sister isn’t as
innocent as you thought huh?”
Mark said, “Christ Nyla…Why couldn’t you call
us?” I said, “Fear, shame, pain, you
pick one…Worst of all is I got pregnant from the son of a bitch…and had an
abortion a month after it happened…So see when I say you guys aren’t even in my
life anymore…I really mean…you’re not there…As much as I want you to be right
now…you’re still not…You two guys are the most important people in my life…but
yet when it comes to the hard things…you’re never there when I need you both
the most.”
I turned and walked into the ladies locker room in
the gym and sat on the bench and started crying…Mark knew there wasn’t anymore
else there…he walked in and sat down straddling the bench…he grabbed my levis
belt loops and pulled my over to him and wrapped his arms around me and let me
cry on his shoulder. He just held me the
entire time…he kissed the top of my head and all he could say was, “I wish you
would of called me…even if you couldn’t have told Glenn…I wish you would of
call me…hell I would have been there….even if it meant missing matches and
shows or even getting fired…but I could of helped or at least died trying.”
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Break, breakdown, steady breaking me on down
Break, breakdown, steady breaking me on down
Break, breakdown, steady breaking me on down
Break, breakdown, steady breaking me on down
You called yesterday
To basically say
That you care for me but
That you're just not in love
Immediately I pretended to be feeling similarly
And led you to believe I was OK
To just walk away from the one thing
That's unyielding and sacred to me
Well I guess I'm trying not to be nonchalant about it
And I'm going to extremes to prove I'm fine without you
But in reality I'm slowly losing my mind
Underneath the guise of smile gradually I'm dying inside
Friends ask me how I feel and I lie convincingly
Cause I don't want to reveal the fact that I'm suffering
So I wear my disguise till I go home at night
Then turn down all the lights and then I breakdown and cry
So what do you do when somebody you're so devoted to
Suddenly just stops loving you and it seems they haven't got a clue
Of the pain that rejection is putting you through
Do you cling to your pride and sing "I Will Survive"
(Gotta get control and roll roll roll
on)
Do
you lash out and say
How dare you leave this way
Do you hold on in vain as they as they just slip away
Well
I guess I'm trying not to be nonchalant about it
And I'm going to extremes to prove I'm fine without you
But in reality I'm slowly losing my mind
Underneath the guise of smile gradually I'm dying inside
Friends ask me how I feel and I lie convincingly
Cause I don't want to reveal the fact that I'm suffering
So I wear my disguise till I go home at night
Then turn down all the lights and then I breakdown and cry
[Wish Bone]
Yeah, come on, yeah come on come on
I'm gonna breakdown
[Krayzie Bone]
Break, breakdown
Gotta get control and roll roll roll
on
Steady breaking me on down
Gotta get control and roll roll roll
on
I'm gonna breakdown
[Krayzie Bone]
Break, breakdown
Gotta get control and roll roll roll
on
Steady breaking me on down
Gotta get control and roll on
[Wish Bone]
Gonna break you down
Only if you let it
Everyday crazy situations rocking my mind
Trying to break me down
But I won't let it
Forget it (Forget it)
[Krayzie Bone]
I be feeling like your breaking me down
Kicking me around, stressing me out
I think you better go and get out
And let me release some stress (stress)
[Wish Bone]
Don't ever wanna feel no pain (pain)
Hoping for the sun but it looks like rain (rain, rain, rain)
Lord, I just wanna maintain
[Krayzie Bone]
Yeah, I'm feeling pressures y'all
But nevertheless Krayzie won't fall
It's over, it's ending here (here)
Well
I guess I'm trying not to be nonchalant about it
And I'm going to extremes to prove I'm fine without you
But in reality I'm slowly losing my mind
Underneath the guise of smile gradually I'm dying inside
Friends ask me how I feel and I lie convincingly
Cause I don't want to reveal the fact that I'm suffering
So I wear my disguise till I go home at night
Then turn down all the lights and then I breakdown and cry
Well
I guess I'm trying not to be nonchalant about it
And I'm going to extremes to prove I'm fine without you
But in reality I'm slowly losing my mind
Underneath the guise of smile gradually I'm dying inside
Friends ask me how I feel and I lie convincingly
Cause I don't want to reveal the fact that I'm suffering
So I wear my disguise till I go home at night
Then turn down all the lights and then I breakdown and cry
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I
have never heard a song as sad as that in all my life…Of course after
everything Paul put my emotions through…crying during a sad song was just a
give in for me…I kept to myself while I wasn’t at the arena…but when I was
there I would talk to Trish and Stephanie…Mark and I were closer then
before…but Glenn and I were pretty much at a stand still…Mark had still be
pestering me to tell him who I liked and I told him it didn’t matter any more
cause he didn’t like me…and I didn’t like him anymore…which I knew was a huge
lie…it’s hard to ignore someone and pretend their not there…when the are really
there and you see them practically every day.
It became even harder for me, when they wrote Paul
and Stephanie as a married couple…I know it was just a story line…because her
and Andrew were really engaged…but just seeing them together on TV was almost
too much for me to take…Every time I saw Paul walking down the hallway I had to
just grin and pretend I wasn’t in love with him anymore…Do you have any idea
how difficult that is?
I finally decided to talk to Trish about it…and when
I finished telling her everything…her mouth was hanging open…I said, “Is that
your best impression of a fish Trish?”
She smiled and said, “I guess so…When’s the last time
you even spoke to Paul?” I said,
“A month ago the night he told me about his wife and what not.” She said, “You haven’t been informed
then…their divorce was finalized last week…Maybe you should go speak to
him…” I said, “What for, he made it
quite clear that he wasn’t interested…I mean how many times can a person be
told that no one loves them, before it finally clicks in…I mean, he only had to
tell me once…I’m not about to embarrass myself again just so he can say it’s
over again.”
Mark and Glenn stopped out side of the doorway when
they were about to walk in when they saw tears sliding down my cheeks and Trish
reached over and whipped them away and she said, “You’re in love with him
aren’t you?” I nodded and said, “Yea…I
feel in love with him, when I meet him 5 months ago…” I laid down with my
head on Trish’s lap and cried…
She was running her fingers through my hair and I
said, “Why did I have to fall in love with Paul Levesque…I mean out of everyone
I could have fallen for…I fall for a guy who is married…and who decided not to
tell me…and then he decides he doesn’t love me anymore cause he wants to work
things out with his wife…I mean I knew it was total bullshit when he told me
that a month ago…and you just reconfirmed his load of bullshit, by telling me
his divorce was finalized last week…I mean good god Trish…I was so stupid for
letting myself fall in love with him…and even more stupid for sleeping with the
man for 4 months…what the hell was I thinking.”
Trish said, “Nyla, you can’t schedule love…it just
happens…I believe Paul loved you…and I believe he still does…but you need to
figure out why he’s holding back…” I
said, “He’s holding back because of Glenn…in your words and Glenn’s words
exactly…he doesn’t want me dating a wrestler…I mean what the hell does me dating
a wrestler have to do with my happiness…see it goes back to that whole, it’s my
life, but since he wants to play father figure…he gets to choose who I
date…well I don’t work that way…I’m gonna fall in love with whoever for
whatever reason…he can’t keep walking all over me…if he doesn’t stop he’s not
gonna be part of my life for very much longer…I never expected to fall in love
with Paul…
Trish said, “Well, how did you guys get started
anyway…I mean I never knew about it…” I
said, “The nicest way to say it was we started out as fuck buddies…but every
time we ended up staying in bed kissing a little longer then the first time…and
pretty soon, he didn’t want me to leave like before…and pretty soon, I didn’t
want him to leave either…it was a great romance…he’d pull me into empty
dressing rooms and just kiss the living tar out of me…it was beautiful but had
an animalistic quality about it…I mean hell, one night Mark almost busted us
kissing in the gym, it was almost too close…cause Paul’s hands had started to
pull on my shirt…and if Mark would of waited for five more minutes, we would
have both been half naked, when he walked in…”
Glenn and Mark heard our whole conversation and
Glenn tore out down the hallway with Mark hot on his heels…they were both going
to literally kill Paul for hurting me.
Glenn said, “I can’t believe that piece of shit lied to Nyla and then
broke her heart…” Mark said, “That’s why
she’s been so withdrawn the last couple of weeks…she’s in love with that
asshole…and he doesn’t want to admit he loves her back…god what is his
problem…he’s got to be mentally insane to not want Nyla to love him…hell...if
she liked me that way I’d drop Sara in a minute and sweep Nyla off her
feet.”
Glenn said, “Whoa…you’d what?” Mark said, “Yea…I hate to tell you this…I’ve
loved Nyla since I met her what 10 years ago…but I never said anything cause
you’re my best friend first and foremost…but also because I know she doesn’t
look at me like that…we’re too close of friends to let love or sex ruin
it. Hell I know things about her that you
don’t cause she trusts me…Hell even if she did tell me she loved me, I don’t
think I could seriously want to be with her…I value my friendship with you and
her way too much to fuck it up.”
Glenn said, “Has every one lost their minds…Nyla is
just a girl…how the hell would she know what the fuck love is.” Mark said, “Man, she is not a little girl
anymore…when are you going to realize you can’t lock her up forever…she’s going
to fall in love and make mistakes doing it…you have to stop trying to run her life…you
can’t be there telling her how to do things…you can only be there if some
asshole breaks her heart to beat their ass…or to just comfort her…but other
then that, you can’t force her to not ever fall in love.” Mark had a point…
Paul walked around the corner right into the
‘brothers of destruction’…Paul said, “Hey guys I was just coming to see if you
guys wanted to go out with the rest of us tonight to a stripe club to admire
the hot women in this town and then play a little pool..” Mark said, “I don’t think so…” Glenn said, “nope…I
don’t think you’ll be going either…”
Paul said, “What’s going on?”
Mark said, “I think it’s time for us to have a man to man chat with
you…but I suggest we do it outside…don’t want to get hurt in here.” Paul said, “If it’s just a chat….who is
getting hurt?” At the same time Mark and
Glenn said, “You are.” They grabbed a
hold of him and drug him out the back door into the car port…there were a few
stage hands standing around, when the threesome crashed through the door…
Trish and I we sitting there talking a little more
when we saw people running by the door in group loads…we walked over and
stopped Jeff Hardy…and I said, “Skittles…what’s going on?” He said, “Hey, Nyla…Trish…seems the brothers
of destruction are in a huge fight with some guy out back…” We looked at each other and took off running
down the hallway…Trish said, “I’m gonna kill your brother…he shouldn’t be
fighting.” I said, “You kill Glenn, I’ll
get my hands on Mark…” She said,
“Deal.” We tapped fists sealing the deal
and busted through the back door to the parking garage…
There were so many people…we just shoved and pushed
our way through until we got to the front…and there they were beating the crap
out of Paul…Glenn gave Paul a belly to belly suplex
on the concrete…and Mark gave him a choke slam on the concrete…then Glenn choke
slammed him…and Mark picked him up and shoved his head between his legs and was
going to give Paul the last ride on the concrete…when Trish and I broke through
the wall of people and ran over and knocked Paul down…
Trish went to shoving Glenn around…it was actually
quite cut to see a 5 foot nothing girl pushing around Glenn and putting him
into check. I shoved Mark away and said,
“Are you insane…This is totally unacceptable…what the hell were you two morons
thinking?” Glenn said, “We heard
everything you said to Trish.” Mark
said, “And we decided to take care of that lyin sack of shit.”
Paul was laying bloodied and busted on the
ground…breathing heavy trying to get his senses back to himself…his head was
throbbing from the double choke slams on the concrete and his body was racked
with pain from all the slamming they done on the concrete to his body…
Mark started to take a step closer to Paul and I
shoved him away and said, “So you both seem to think that just because he hurt
me it’s perfectly fine for you two to do what ever physical damage necessary to
make yourselves feel more like men…oh you guys are some hot shots aren’t
you…two against one…yea those odds seem pretty even…Go back inside and cool off
in your dressing room…both of you.” Mark
said, “You just wait until I get a hold of you boy…I’m gonna make you wish you
were dead for being so stupid.” I shoved
him back again and said, “I SAID COOL OFF…”
Mark looked at me like he couldn’t believe I had
stopped him…and he said, “How can you just let him treat you that way.” I said, “Okay one more time but lower for the
two of you so you both understand perfectly, yet again I stress
…IT…IS…MY…LIFE…BUT…OUT!… Now both of you just get out of my sight...” They just turned and walked away and Trish
said, “You want me to run and get the EMT’s?”
Paul said, “No…nothings broken…I’m just in a very enormous amount of
pain…” Trish said, “I’m gonna go put a
leash on the destructo-brothers.” I
said, “Okay.”
I knelt down next to Paul…and grabbed his shirt off
the ground…it had been savagely torn from his body during the fight…a few
people had brought me a couple bottles of water, I dampened part of the shirt
and cleaned the blood off his face and down his chest…I picked up his hand and
poured water over it, trying to clean the dirty out of the open wound across
his knuckles…his sharp intake of breath told me I hit a sensitive spot.
I whispered out, “Sorry…” Paul said, “Its okay.” I said, “No…I meant I’m sorry for what those
two morons did to you.” Paul said,
“Hell…I’m not, I deserved it…if I would have just told you about Samantha and
that we were getting divorced…and that I was scared because I really was in
love with you…we could be laying in bed at the hotel right now…instead of you
sitting here helping me lick my wounds…after that ass whippin’ your brother and
best friend just gave me…I deserved every thing those boys dished out and then
some..”
I said, “Why were you scared that you’d fallen in
love with me?” Paul said, “Hell…I
already had one marriage fall apart because of my workaholic schedule and
because of the job that I’ve loved doing since I got into this business…I love
wrestling…I will never want a normal job in my life…I want to wrestle until the
day I die…I took one look at you after you told me you loved me…and I knew
immediately I loved you…and I also knew I’d do anything for you and that scared
me…because I contemplated…what if you ever asked me to stop wrestling because
we wanted to get serious and get married…what if you asked me to stop wrestling
because I wasn’t spending enough time with you…or with our kids if we ever had
any…”
I said, “Paul…Kids…aren’t you rushing it a
little?” Paul said, “Just hear me
out…The longer I sat and thought about it…the more I knew…that I found my
weakness…it was you…if you ever asked me to stop wrestling and get a normal
job, to be a husband and lover to you and a father and mentor to our
children…I’d do it…because you asked me to…because I love you so much…how could
I not want to be a husband and a lover to you…you make me feel things I can’t
even explain…I would have to be crazy to say no to you…ever…”
I touched his face and said, “Paul, believe me I
know how much you love this sport…I see it in your eyes every night you walk
down to that ring…I’m not blind…This sport has your name written all over
it…besides I know how much you love it…I’d never ask you to stop wrestling…it’s
your life…I wouldn’t care if you were 93 years old, walking your wrinkled old
ass out to that ring and facing Mark, who’d be at least what 130 by then…and
give him the pedigree…as long as it made you happy…I could never ask you to
stop…hell if my body still looks good then as it does now…I’d be standing in
your corner yelling…and screaming…supporting you ever step of the way…”
Paul said, “I’m sorry about all the shit I put you
through in the last month…will you give me a chance…and I mean a real chance
this time…I want to go full out…damn it I’m gonna be your boyfriend, screw
anyone else and whatever they may think…You’re gonna be my girlfriend whether
you like it or not…” I stood up and
grabbed his arm and said, “How about we get you moving around first…you know
without blood coming out of you anywhere…then we can figure out what to do
about us…” Paul stood up and said,
“Nope…we’re either going all the way….or forget it.”
I looked up and down Paul’s body, watching his
muscles ripple and move as he was trying to get some of the aches and pains
out…and I just exhaled and Paul stood there looking at me…I moved closer and
brushed up against his body…and automatically felt his erection through his
levis, touching my thigh…I smiled and Paul laughed he knew I felt it…I said,
“Mr. Levesque…is that a gun in your pocket or you just happy to see me?”
Paul wrapped his arms around my waist…and pulled me
closer and said, “I’m just really happy to see you baby…really, really happy…obviously
he’d happy too…” I slide my arms around
his neck and said, “Good…Cause I’m happy to see him
too…” Paul was inches from my lips and
said, “I love you Nyla…” I said, “I love
you too Paul…” We kissed…it was deep, it
was wet, it was passionate…it was very erotic…We
pulled away and Paul literally swept me off my feet…and carried me to his
rental car…and said, “How about we go lay in bed for a while…I couldn’t use a
rest.” I said, “Oh….a rest…is that what they
call it now a days?…Yea…I could use a rest too.”
Glenn, Mark and Trish watched as we drove out of the
parking garage…
The End…