Chapter 1
Her long, fiery red hair whipped back, arching her
body against his rock hard hands that gripped her hips, and felt him plow harder
and faster inside of her. Her hands traveled up his arms, running her
fingernails down them, and gripped his forearms tightly as her release started
building deep inside of her. It was going to be intense, she could feel it down
to her bones, and her pussy started tingling from how hard he was thrusting
inside of her. Moans erupted from her mouth, bouncing off the walls of the hotel
room, and mixed with the sounds of flesh smacking flesh. It was truly the most
exotic feeling she’d ever experienced in her entire life and sighed when he slid
out of her, putting her in a new position.
Lifting her legs up so they were lying on his
shoulders, his throbbing cock slammed back inside of her soaking wet sex,
groaning at how tight she still was. “Damn baby, I haven’t stretched you out
enough?” He asked, causing her dark, golden eyes that were usually a sparkling
amber color to stare up into his dark brown eyes. They were usually light brown,
but in this situation, they always turned dark and clouded over with desire for
her.
“Apparently not, but damn does it feel great!” She rasped out, feeling her chest
heaving up and down, and moaned louder when he started thrusting even harder and
faster inside of her. Every time his cock would slide out for that split second
before ramming back into her, she couldn’t help, but feel empty.
Perspiration started to form on his forehead as his balls started to tingle and
knew his release was really close. David stared down into her beautiful eyes,
loving the color they turned when she was on cloud
nine, and growled out, “I’m so close, baby…Just a little…longer…” His breathing
was incredibly ragged as he gripped the back of her hair, crushing his lips to
hers in a searing, rough kiss, and that just turned her on even more. “Mmmm
Danica…”
After a few more deep, powerful thrusts, Danica
squeezed her eyes tightly shut and felt her walls caving in around his shaft.
David groaned when he felt her pussy walls wrap around him, squeezing and
milking him for all he was worth, and finally couldn’t take it anymore. With her
release triggering his, David started thrusting so hard and fast, the bed
started to squeak and the headboard of it was hitting the wall repeatedly, but
neither cared. With one more thrust, David sank his cock all the way inside of
her, bending her back in a circular angle, and exploded his seed against her
back wall.
Danica screamed out in pure ecstasy, feeling her
mind spiraling out of control, and held onto him for dear life when he collapsed
halfway on top of her. She kissed his neck gently, their sweaty bodies rubbing
together, and tried to get her breathing to regulate once again. They’re sex
bouts were always full of intensity and passion, which took both of their
breaths away every time. Danica smiled as she
finally started breathing normal again and sat up on her elbows, staring down at
the gorgeous man that was her boyfriend. She still couldn’t believe it had been
six months since she first debuted in the WWE and the very first week, David
snatched her up.
As she closed her eyes, Danica remembered the very
first and memorable day of her life in the World Wrestling Entertainment and
didn’t regret one single second.
*~*~*
It was a cold, windy night and Danica was
debuting in her first match on Monday Night RAW live. It was right smack in the
middle of December and the wind chill was zero below and freezing. She couldn’t
believe how cold it as she held her coat tightly to her body, her bag of luggage
wheeling behind her, and felt her teeth start to
chatter. She finally arrived in front of the guard that blocked the entrance for
her and held up her badge Vince McMahon had given her after she signed on the
dotted line. The guard looked at it and nodded before allowing her access and
Danica couldn’t believe she was stepping foot inside
the TD BankNorth Garden in
Danica looked around her surroundings, seeing how
hectic it was backstage, and tried not to get in anyone’s way, but it was
inevitable. She had just rounded the corner and bumped into a brick wall, or so
she thought. Her ass collided with the concrete floor of the arena and was
thankful she didn’t bump her head. “Shit! I’m so sorry! Here let me help you…” A
low, husky voice quickly stated, apologizing profusely, and extended his large
hand to her. Danica looked up and fell back over
when she seen none other than David Batista staring her in the face and in the
flesh.
Biting her bottom lip and seeing his extended hand, Danica
reluctantly slipped hers into it and was hoisted back up on her feet with a
quickly tug. She dusted herself off and looked up at the monster standing in
front of her, not believing how huge he was in person. Even with her standing at
“I’m sorry; I should’ve watched where I was going.” She apologized sweetly,
making David’s heart swell at her words, and could already feel his body
reacting to her words.
“No worries, sweets. My name is David.” He introduced, extending his hand to her
in a friendly gesture, and Danica’s entire body was
tingling from head to toe when her hand slipped back into his.
“Danica.” She replied,
staring into his gorgeous eyes, and couldn’t believe she was standing in front
of the Animal David Batista.
*~*~*
Danica was brought out of her thoughts when she
heard David say something to her and shook her head, smiling apologetically at
him, and asked, “What did you say, sweetie?”
“I wanted to know when you wanted to go to the arena. We have to be there no
later than
Smiling softly back at him and glancing at the clock,
Danica yawned a little and said, “Alright,
that’s fine with me. We can leave in an hour because we both need a shower after
that.” She laughed softly and David simply shook his head back at her as he
slowly slid his limp cock out of her.
“You may go first, sweets.” David replied, winking at her, and
Danica smirked as she threw a pillow at him before
jumping off the bed and running into the bathroom, squealing left in her path.
Shaking his head, David chuckled softly to himself and got comfortable as he
started flipping through the channels, his arms folded underneath his head.
Danica reached over and turned the shower on, making
it luke warm, and groaned when she stepped under the
sprays. She had to calm her muscles down, considering she had a match that night
against Amy Dumas (Lita), and knew a luke warm shower
was the ticket. Grabbing her jasmine scented shampoo,
Danica washed her long hair and then put conditioner in it, her thoughts
going back to David and how they met. She remembered that night like it was
yesterday and what had happened earlier on that night in the hotel.
*~*~*
After a stressful and emotional night for her debut, which she won the
Women’s title from Mickey James, Danica decided to
celebrate her victory and debut. It had been a battle royal with all the Divas
and she ended up tossing Mickey James over the top rope for the win. Even though
it was scripted to happen, Danica felt very honored
and privileged to win such a prestigious title and showed the world what she had
for the next three months. She eventually had to give it up to Amy, which she
didn’t want to do, but she had no control over it. In her eyes, Amy wasn’t in
the same league as her and the rest of the Divas who actually busted their asses
to win the title.
She had went down to the hotel bar, wearing a simple black dress that went two
inches above her knees, and showed off her delicious thighs. Her hair was long,
curled at the bottoms, and ordered a shot of Tequila Rose to start her night
off. David had decided he needed some fresh air, after getting into another
fight with his wife on the phone, and headed downstairs for a drink at the hotel
bar. He smirked when he seen the new Diva sitting at the bar and licked his lips
at her delicious body. He had to admit, she was gorgeous and absolutely
beautiful. She was also competitive in the ring and knew what she was doing
inside the squared circle, unlike some of the other Divas in the business who
was just there for eye candy.
Squaring his shoulders and licking his pinky finger to smooth out his eyebrows,
David straightened out his white suit jacket he was wearing and walked over to
her. He slid on the stool right beside her and smiled at the bartender as he
said, “I’ll have a jack and coke and make it a double.”
A single shiver flowed down her spine when Danica
heard that familiar voice behind her and slowly turned around, smiling when she
seen David sitting beside her. She took a sip of her
appletini she’d ordered and softly stated, “Nice to see you again,
David.”
David smirked back at her and Danica almost fell
over in her chair, feeling her insides starting to melt, and could feel her
heartbeat quicken. He could see the look in her eyes and scooted a bit closer as
he said in a low, husky tone of voice, “The pleasure is all mine,
Danica.”
*~*~*
After washing the remainder of soap out of her hair and washing her body with
strawberry scented body wash, Danica stepped out of
the shower and grabbed her towel. She wrapped it around her body, tucking it in
between her breasts, and walked over to the mirror, smiling at her glowing
reflection. David had made her so happy the past couple of months and was
thrilled when she found out he had gotten a divorce from his wife, Angela. The
woman was a real whore and slept around on David for years. When
Danica found out exactly how many men she’d slept
with, she wanted to fly to
She brushed her teeth and hair, spitting out the remainder of the toothpaste,
and wiped her mouth with a towel before opening the door. David’s eyes tore away
from the television screen and sucked in a sharp breath at the sight of his
girlfriend. She always looked beautiful with just a towel wrapped around her
slender body and David started to slide from the bed, evil intentions in his
eyes, but Danica stopped him. “Go shower, big guy.
We have to leave soon.” She reminded him and David sulked, letting out a groan
of protest, and Danica just laughed at him as she
walked over to her bag.
Danica chewed on her bottom lip, wondering what to
wear to the arena that night, and smiled when she finally seen the perfect
outfit. She quickly untucked the towel from her breasts, letting it fall and
pool at her feet, and pulled on a matching pair of lace black bra and panties.
The shirt she had picked out was a V shaped vest that buttoned on the left side,
showing off the tops of the breast, and showed off her slender figure nicely. It
came with a pair of tan dress pants that had red stripes and
Danica decided to wear her black heels. They always
had to dress professionally when going to the arena, thanks to Vince’s new
policy, but Danica honestly didn’t mind.
Finishing up her hair, which was pinned up in two clips on each side of her
head, Danica turned around and smiled at the sight
of David. Her tongue slowly snaked out, wetting her dry lips, and sucked in a
breath as little trickles of water slowly rolled down his rock hard body. He was
teasing her to no avail and Danica made a mental
note to make him pay for it later as an evil smirk crossed her lips. David shook
his head, knowing exactly what she was thinking, and quickly discarded the towel
as he dried his hair with it. Danica was packing her
things to go to the arena, knowing she couldn’t forget anything, while David got
dressed.
He decided on a simple white suit that had grey pinstripes on the pants and
jacket and wore a white beater underneath the jacket along with black dress
shoes. He walked back in the bathroom, gelling up his hair into little spikes,
and shaved his soul patch to make it look clean cut. After brushing his teeth
and finishing up his hair, David walked out of the bathroom and smirked at his
girlfriend. He walked over to her, wrapping a single arm around her tiny waist,
and pulled her against his body. “You look outstanding tonight,
Dani.” He whispered before taking her lips in his in
a passionate, soul searing kiss that took her breath completely away.
When they parted, Danica quickly fixed her clear
gloss she’d put on, and smiled as David offered his arm to her. “You don’t look
so bad yourself, big guy.” She commented, winking up at him, and together, they
walked out of the hotel room together, arms linked, and headed toward the arena,
wondering what that night had in store for them.
Nothing, absolutely nothing, prepared Danica for
what she was about to find out.
Chapter 2
On the ride to the arena, Danica’s cell phone
started to ring, and she smiled apologetically over at David before flipping it
open and putting it to her ear as she said, “Hello?”
“Ahh Danica, how are you this fine evening?” Her
boss, Vince McMahon, asked over the line, making her smile softly at his
thoughtfulness, and glanced over at her boyfriend before replying.
“Never better, Vince. What can I do for you?” She asked gently, running a hand
through her hair, and flipped the visor down to look in the mirror, fixing her
lip gloss.
Vince smirked at her question and folded his hands on top of his desk and
replied, “Well, I actually called to inform you that I need to have a meeting
with you tonight. It has to do with your character change.”
“Character change?” Danica
questioned, quirking her eyebrow up as David looked
over at her, the same expression on his face as he drove them to the arena.
Vince nodded as he ran a hand through his grayish hair and stated, “We’ll
discuss it further in the meeting tonight.”
Danica nodded in response and bit her bottom lip,
wondering what her character change meant to the company, and cleared her throat
before speaking again. A lump had formed in her throat and she had to swallow
hard as she asked, “What time is the meeting, Vince?”
“
He took her hand in his, entwining their fingers together, and asked softly,
“What was that all about? I heard something about a character change.”
“Yeah, I have a meeting with him in three hours. I just hope whatever he has in
mind goes well.” Danica replied and looked out the
window, suddenly worried about her career and the change it was about to take.
“It will be, sweets. You’re much too beautiful and talented in and out of the
ring for Vince not to keep around.” David assured her and that made her smile
softly at him. He always knew what to say to make her feel better when she was
down about something and Danica was grateful for it.
A few minutes later, David pulled into the parking lot of the arena they were
wrestling in, and smirked over at Danica, wondering
if she’d notice it or not. Danica unbuckled her seat
belt and looked up at the building before her, smiling softly at the memories,
and looked over at David. “I remember.” She softly said before getting out,
grabbing her bag out of the back seat, and waited for David to get his own
before they ventured inside the arena.
As usual, the backstage area was swamped with wrestlers, Divas, and other
employees that made the show as successful as it was. She smiled up at David and
asked softly, “So, where to first?”
“I’m thinkin’ the workout room. I’ve been falling behind and so have you. Come
on, we’ll workout together before your match and meeting with Vince. It’ll get
your mind off things.” David suggested and smiled when
Danica agreed with him as they headed toward the workout room.
Danica walked into the women’s locker room to change
out of her dress clothes, not wanting to ruin them, and unbuttoned the vest as
she pulled it off along with her pants. She folded them as neatly as possible
before setting them on the bench and then unzipped her bag, pulling out her
workout clothes. It was just a simple black workout bra with black cotton
shorts. Danica quickly pulled them on and then
pulled her long hair up into a high ponytail, knowing she wouldn’t be able to
workout with it hanging in her face. Once she was finished with that, she pulled
off her three inch heels and placed them in her bag and pulled on her white
tennis shoes, tied them up, and put everything back into her bag before walking
out and into the workout room.
David had already changed, wearing a simple pair of white workout shorts, and
Danica had to exhale slowly at the sight of him. The
way his muscles rippled with every pump of his arms was enough to take her
breath completely away and it did. ‘Focus woman! He’s not a sex toy!’
Danica scolded herself and walked over to the
treadmill, deciding to run up a few miles for her cardiovascular system. She
always started out with it and set the timer for a half an hour, knowing she’d
get at least five miles in before she moved on to the next part of her routine
workout. Putting on her headphones and turning the volume up full blast,
Danica began her run on the treadmill.
Those peering light brown eyes of David looked over at
Danica and smirked, not believing how beautiful she was. No matter what
she wore, the woman was absolutely gorgeous and David licked his lips when he
seen the perspiration start to form on her body. She would definitely have to
take a shower afterwards and David would make sure he was involved in it. He
chuckled evilly to himself and shook his head before going over to the squats,
putting the weights on to his max, and started squatting while the weights were
on his shoulders. ‘She’s so fuckin’ good in bed.’ He
thought and licked his lips, squatting faster, and felt the muscles in his
thighs start to contract.
The half an hour went by in no time and Danica was
ready to work her arms. She walked over to the military press and sat down,
putting her arms behind her head, and started lifting the bar up and down. She
breathed in and out slowly while lifting her max and closed her eyes as she
started to struggle a little after a half an hour. ‘Just a few more and then
I’ll start on my thighs.’ Danica thought and did
three more sets before finally setting the bar down and looked over at David,
seeing he was working on his chest. She smiled gently and walked over to the
squats, setting it to her max, and started doing them while coaching
herself.
Another hour passed and the final thing Danica had
to do was take a shower. It was soaking in sweat as she looked up at the clock
on the wall, seeing she had just enough time to take a shower and get into her
wrestling gear before going out for her match. When David tried joining her in
the shower, Danica explained to him she didn’t have
time, but promised to make it up to him later that night at the hotel. “I’m
holding you to that.” He stated and kissed her lips softly before letting her go
into the shower.
After a really quick shower, Danica fished through
her bag again and pulled out her wrestling gear for that night. It consisted of
a pair of black plastic shorts with silver zippers on them and they ran up her
crotch and butt so much, she couldn’t wear panties with them. The shirt was a
top that was cut just below her breasts, so they covered, and was a tank top,
showing off the tops of her breasts and perked them up nicely. It was also black
plastic and had silver zippers where the nipples of her breasts were.
Danica looked in the mirror, deciding to leave her
hair down, and quickly dried it with her blow dryer. She sighed when the stage
technician came up to the door and knocked on it, telling her she had five
minutes before her match, and Danica knew she would
have to let the rest air dry.
Danica quickly slipped on her black, mid-thigh black
plastic one inch heels that went with her outfit and that she could wrestle in,
and walked out of her dressing room. Her stomach was growling and
Danica groaned, knowing she’d scarf back at the
hotel when her and David left the arena earlier on that night. She quickly got
to gorilla position and walked through it, giving the thumbs up to Vince, who
was sitting at the production table, and heard her music blasting through the
arena speakers. Taking a deep breath, Danica walked
up the stairs and through the curtains, smiling and waving at the fans, and
walked down the ramp toward her advisory.
Amy was bent over in the ring, swaying her body back and forth, and immediately
went on the attack as soon as Danica slid in the
ring. Danica groaned when she felt Amy’s boots
against her ribs and quickly got out of the predicament, grabbing Amy’s foot,
and pushed her down on the mat. It gave her just enough time to stand up on the
mat and kicked Amy in the stomach before delivering a devastating DTT. The rest
of the match pretty much went Danica’s way. Amy got
a little bit of offense in, but it was mostly all Danica
as she signaled for her finishing maneuver and turned around, only to get
speared to the mat by Amy’s boyfriend, Adam Copeland (Edge).
Danica crashed to the mat and curled up in a fetal
position, groaning at the pain that exploded through her abdomen, and allowed
Amy to pin her for the win.
It took a bit for Danica to get up as the show went
to a commercial, but she finally managed to get up, holding her abdomen, and
slid out of the ring, saluting the fans. She walked up the ramp way, smiling for
the fans, but on the inside, her body was aching from Adam’s spear and sighed
when she walked through the curtain and gorilla position. Vince was standing
right in front of her, a worried expression on his face, and placed his hand on
her shoulder as he asked, “Are you alright, Danica?”
“I’m fine, Vince.” She quietly replied, trying to hide the pain she was in, but
it was obvious in her eyes.
“Good we can have our meeting then. Follow me.” He gently commanded and
Danica followed him, wondering what this meeting was
all about, and then remembered her conversation on the phone with him a few
hours prior to this moment.
Danica walked into Vince’s office and bit her bottom
lip when he shut the door, but she refused to show any nervousness. Vince smiled
at her and softly said, “Sit down, please.” She did as she was told and he sat
down after her, like a true gentleman, and Danica
smiled nervously at him, wondering what he had in store for her character. Vince
cleared his throat and folded his hands on top of his desk as he said, “Danica,
you are a remarkable young woman with a lot of skill in the ring, but your
character hasn’t taken off the way I wanted it too.”
She nodded in full understanding, agreeing with him because she knew he was
right, and softly said, “I know, Vince. I’ve been hoping for a character change
and I’m excited to hear what you have in mind.”
Grinning at his employee, Vince was truly thankful that she agreed with him
because a lot of his employees didn’t. He smiled at her genuinely and said, “I’m
glad to hear you say that because I think I have the perfect character change in
mind. I’ve been viewing yours and Amy’s feud for the past several weeks and
there’s no spark in it, so that’s why I’ve added Adam to the mix.”
“Alright…” Danica hesitantly said, trailing off her
words, and wondered where her boss was going with this. She wasn’t prepared for
the next thing that was about to come out of his mouth.
“I’ve decided that in order to give you and Amy the twist you need for your feud
to get hotter, I’m going to put you with Adam’s rival that he’s against right
now, along with the McMahon’s.” Vince informed her and
Danica could feel the lump forming in her throat again, her eyes widening
in shock, and tried to breathe, but she was having a hard time doing so.
“You’re not meaning…” She finally rasped out, swallowing past the lump in her
throat, but it was still there as the fear consumed her body and trailed her
words off again.
“That’s right! You’re going to be Degeneration X’s new valet!” Vince announced
proudly, grinning from ear to ear at his brilliance, and
Danica could feel her knees shaking so hard, they were knocking together.
Degeneration X was getting a new twist in their storyline with the McMahon’s and
she was it!? Danica couldn’t believe it as she ran a
shaky hand through her hair, staring at her boss with widened eyes, and managed
to speak, “When is this going to take off?”
“Next week on RAW. You’re going to be in a tag-team
match with John Cena being your partner and together, you two will defeat Amy
and Adam and that will officially make you a member of Degeneration X.
Any questions?” Vince informed her and asked, seeing
the pure fear swimming in her eyes, but knew this was the only way or else he
would have to fire her.
Danica stood up from her chair, finally finding the
feeling in her legs again, and smiled at him as she asked, “When do I pick up my
script?”
Vince smirked at her, knowing she was perfectly fine with the idea he had in
mind, and stood up as he replied, “Steph has your script down at the creative
writing office. You can pick it up tonight if you want.” Vince informed her and
Danica nodded, shaking his hand, and thanked him for
the opportunity before leaving the office.
As soon as the door shut behind her, huge tears slowly started to slide down her
cheeks as she felt the anxiety building in her stomach again. She leaned against
the wall, leaning her head against the wall, and tried to breathe out slowly,
trying to get the sick feeling out of her stomach. She still couldn’t believe
it. Degeneration X was getting a new valet and it was her. As
Danica walked down the hallway of the arena, she
couldn’t get the thought out of her head. Degeneration X’s new valet was her.
Unbelievable!
Chapter
3
“I can’t fuckin’ believe this shit!” David growled out, raking a hand through
his hair, and Danica just stared at the floor. She
just told David about her character change and cringed when David exploded in
rage. “Why DX? Why does it
fuckin’ have to be Degeneration X?!”
“I don’t know, David. Do I look like a fuckin’ psychic to you?!”
Danica snapped back at him, putting her head in her
hands, and shook her head when David just stared down at her. “You don’t trust
me, do you.” It wasn’t a question, just a simple fact
of life as Danica stood up from the bed and walked
over to the window, staring out into the night sky.
David sighed heavily, running a hand through his hair, and closed his eyes as he
replied, “It’s not that I don’t trust you, Dani. I
don’t trust THEM.” He put the emphasis on the word them to make it clear to his
girlfriend who he trusted and who he didn’t.
A single stray tear slowly slid down her cheek as Danica
crossed her arms in front of her chest, staring at the sky, and sighed when it
started to rain. “I’m actually excited about this change, David, but I’m also
petrified. I know DX doesn’t want a valet, but Vince is throwing this as a
curveball to them. I want this to work out, but if my own boyfriend doesn’t
believe that I can do it and keep it professional, then I’m not so sure I want
to be with someone like that.” Danica hated to say
it, but she wasn’t about to let any man hold her back from her dream, even if
that man was David Batista.
“I don’t want to hold you back from anything, Danica.
I just…I know those guys and I know what they’re capable of. You’re going to
have to share a hotel room with them and everything because DX NEVER travels
separately.” David informed her of his worries, making her sigh heavily as she
looked down, and cleared her throat.
She turned around to stare at her boyfriend, her eyes
glazed over with more tears, and stated, “That doesn’t mean I can’t leave to
come stay with you in your hotel room, David. We’re on the same roster so you
shouldn’t worry about anything. If we were on different rosters then I would
understand why you would worry so much, but we’re not.”
Danica wanted David to understand where she was coming from because no
matter what he thought or felt, she was going to be the valet of DX.
Running a hand down his face in frustration, knowing Danica
had already made up her mind about this situation,
David simply cracked a smile at her and said, “You just make sure you’re in my
hotel room every night in my arms.”
Danica smiled softly and walked over to him,
wrapping her arms around his neck, and kissed his lips softly as she said,
“Thank you for sticking by me through this. I love you.”
“Just give me some time, baby.” David replied, staring into her amber colored
eyes, and groaned when they started turning dark gold clouded over with desire.
“I say a shower is in order. How about it?” David
asked and grinned when Danica kissed his lips
passionately before taking his head and guiding both of them into the bathroom.
The following morning, Danica groaned as the
sunlight hit her face as it streamed through the windows of her hotel room. She
smiled as David pulled her closer to his big body and leaned over, seeing what
time it was, and sighed when she seen it was already noon. They had to be at the
arena no later than
David smiled as he yawned and looked into those beautiful amber colored eyes
he’d fallen in love with, running his finger down her cheek, and whispered,
“Morning beautiful.”
“Morning sweetie. Come on, we gotta get up and head
to the arena for the meeting.” Danica stated as she
kissed his lips softly before sliding out of bed and trotted into the bathroom
with her naked body staring David in the face.
“That was just cruel.” He growled and Danica giggled
as she told him to deal with it before shutting the door behind her.
Forty five minutes later, Danica and David pulled up
to the arena, and parked their car. She got out to retrieve her luggage and
followed David into the arena, knowing they had fifteen minutes to get to the
meeting before they were late. They quickly grabbed a cup of coffee from the
cafeteria and walked in the room where the meeting was taking place, sighing
with inner relief when they seen Stephanie wasn’t there yet, and took their
seats. A few other wrestlers were in there, but most of them usually arrived a
few minutes after the meeting started. Danica and
David hated being late and always made sure they made it on time, no matter
what. They were both passionate about their jobs, which is what attracted them
to each other the most.
Meanwhile, in the DX locker room, Paul was having a conniption fit as he picked
up a chair and hauled it across the room, making it smash into the wall. “I
can’t fuckin’ believe this bullshit! Why would your dad defy my wishes, Steph?”
Paul asked his wife, making her sigh heavily, and shook her head as she shrugged
her shoulders.
“I don’t know, Paul, but he’s already assigned the Diva who’s going to be
joining the group and its going to happen next week on RAW.” Stephanie informed
her husband, knowing he was really angry about this sudden turn of events, but
there was nothing she could do. Her father was her boss and it was her
responsibility to inform the wrestlers and Divas about their storylines.
“So who’s the Diva?” John piped in while Michael remained quiet, also pissed
along with his best friend that Vince was spoiling the group with a tramp they
worked with. John, on the other hand, was very intrigued and couldn’t wait to
find out which one it was.
Taking a deep breath and knowing her husband was going to a blow a huge gasket
when he found this out, Stephanie closed her eyes and answered, “It’s
Danica, the new Diva.”
Stephanie had to duck as a chair came whizzing past her head and collided with
the wall, causing John to jump out of harm’s way, and Paul let out a screeching,
“WHAT?!?”
“Man, not her! She’s the one who debuted and won that stupid Diva battle royal
to win the Women’s title, right?” Michael groaned and asked, raking a hand
through his hair, and sighed deeply when Stephanie nodded her head in agreement.
“Come on, guys. She’s not that bad.” Stephanie insisted, not believing how her
husband was reacting, and shook her head disapprovingly.
“Paul, when you finally get your head out of your ass and quit throwing chairs
at your wife, you let me know, but until then, you can stay with Michael and
John in their suite tonight.” She then stormed out of their locker room
and headed down to the meeting she was having with the entire roster of the RAW
locker room.
Why Paul and Michael were having their fits about this change to their group,
John shrugged his shoulders and mumbled to himself, “This should be
interesting.” The group of DX traveled down the hallway and walked into the
meeting a few minutes after it started, making Stephanie roll her eyes in
response.
“Nice of you to join us, DX.” She gritted out, her
blue eyes flaring up in anger, and continued on with the meeting. “Anyway, The
Spirit Squad is going to drop the titles to these two individuals…” She trailed
off and smirked when everyone started clapping as Matt Hardy walked in and Jeff
instantly stood up, hugging his brother, not believing they were reuniting the
Hardy Boys.
A beautiful, voluptuous brunette suddenly walked through the door, wearing three
inch black heels with a gray skirt outfit. The skirt went two inches above her
knees, showing off some of her delicious thighs and she was wearing a matching
jacket with a light pink top underneath. Her long, waist length hair flowed down
her back as her green eyes scanned the room and landed on Stephanie
McMahon-Levesque. She smiled and walked over to her, extending her hand, and
said, “Hi, my name is Raylyn Jones, but most people
call me Ray for short.”
From the second this luscious beauty walked into the room, Matt could not take
his eyes off of her for anything. She had to be the most beautiful creature he’d
ever laid his eyes on and licked his lips as he looked over at Stephanie, who
was smiling from ear to ear at Raylyn.
‘Beautiful name for a beautiful woman.’ Matt thought
as he sat down beside his brother and let the meeting continue.
Stephanie shook Raylyn’s hand and smiled as she
turned to the employees and said, “Raylyn, this is
the WWE family so welcome to it. Raylyn is going to
be one of the script writers on my creative team. I expect you to treat her the
same way you treat me.”
Everyone waved to her, causing a small blush to creep up in her cheeks, and took
her seat, which coincidentally was next to Matt Hardy. She had to
admit, the man was absolutely gorgeous and had eyes
to die for. Danica smiled over at her and could
instantly see an attraction building between her and Matt.
Danica had become fast friends with Matt and Jeff when she got into the
business. They had also grew up together in Cameron, but when
Danica turned sixteen, her parents decided to fly
her across the country to live in Colorado, where she graduated from high
school.
Stephanie talked about a few more things with the roster and finally got the
part she wanted to. “Before I say this, I just wanted to say that the Women’s
Division is really kicking off, especially since we recently lost Trish. Anyway,
without further waiting, I want Danica to stand up.”
Taking a deep breath and smiling softly at everyone in the room,
Danica stood up and ran a hand through her hair,
knowing exactly what Stephanie was about to say. “Danica
is going to be joining the group of Degeneration X. Her and Amy’s feud is really
dry and my father thought that DX needed a little spice in their group as well.”
Stephanie announced and everyone’s eyes bugged out of their heads, turning to
face the members of DX, and Paul’s entire face was beet red with rage.
Danica seen the looks on his face and immediately
gulped nervously, knowing this wasn’t going to be good.
Her eyes scanned Michael’s, seeing the disdain in his eyes, and finally landed
on John Cena. His soft blue eyes locked with hers and
Danica felt her insides start to quake as she swallowed hard, trying to
breathe, but it was really difficult to do. He was staring at her and when he
crossed his massive arms in front of his chest, Danica
knew she had to sit down. She looked down at the table, trying not to
hyperventilate, and sighed when she felt a hand on her shoulder. She knew it was
David’s and touched it with her own, letting him know silently she would be
okay, and Stephanie adjourned the meeting.
“You gonna be alright?” David whispered in her ear, trying to get her to calm
down because her entire body was trembling, and knew Paul’s look had scared her.
“I’ll be fine. Go get ready for the show.” She stated and David nodded, kissing
the top of her head, and walked out of the meeting, leaving
Danica alone in the room with one other person.
Once everyone had ventured out of the room, Danica
finally let a few tears slip down her cheeks, not noticing someone else was in
the room. She gasped when she felt two hands on her shoulders and a voice
whispered in her ear, “You better think about this really hard before going
through with it. Being in DX isn’t a picnic, Diva.”
Danica slowly lifted her head and looked over her
shoulder, gulping nervously at the sight of Paul’s hazel eyes staring back at
her with a hardened expression. She ran a hand through her hair and softly said,
“I understand that, but I have a job to do and I’m going to do it regardless.”
She started to stand up and walk out of the room, gasping when Paul pushed her
against the wall harshly, and stated with deadly intentions in his eyes, “If you
know what’s good for you, Diva bitch, you’ll walk away from this idea and never
look back.” He then released her and stormed out of the meeting room, leaving
Danica to stand there frozen solid to the ground.
Chapter 4
The following Monday night,
Danica was a bundle of nerves. From the time she woke up in the hotel
room in David’s arms to walking inside the Verizon Wireless Arena in
Danica sighed heavily as she walked down the
hallway, her two inch heels clicking against the concrete flooring of the arena,
and went to find Vince’s office. She had to talk to him about this before the
show started. Danica stopped to look in one of the
mirrors that the arena had and looked at the outfit she was wearing. It was a
red dress top that was made of silk and dipped low into her breasts. There was a
red string that went just below her neck and across it with a huge silver hoop
hanging down. Her pants were black with black laced pockets and red silk
interior on the inside of them. Her hair was down and curled, with black
eyeliner outlining her eyes and clear gloss covered her lips.
After straightening out a strand of her hair that was out of place,
Danica took a deep breath as she walked further down
the hallway and ended up in front of Vince’s office. She knocked softly on it,
shaking from head to toe, and tried to take a few deep breaths to calm herself
down. Vince’s voice sounded through the door and Danica
smoothed out her pants as she walked in, smiling at him,
and said, “Hey, Vince. Can I talk to you for a minute?” She asked softly, making
Vince look up at her through his glasses, and nodded.
“Sure, have a seat and tell me what’s on your mind, Danica.”
Vince replied, taking his glasses off, and folded his hands on top of his desk.
“Thanks.” She said before sitting down in the chair across from him, crossing
her legs, and looked straight ahead at her boss. “I wanted to talk to you about
this character change that you had in mind for me, Vince.”
Danica informed him, making Vince raise his eyebrow at her, and urged her
to continue silently with his eyes. “Vince, I really don’t think that putting me
with DX is a good idea. I mean, the more I think about it, the more I realize
that all they’ll probably do is cast me aside and treat me like a whore instead
of a woman. I mean, isn’t there something or someone else that you can stick me
with?” Danica asked, hope of changing her boss’s
mind evident in her eyes, and Vince thought about it for a few minutes before
finally speaking.
“Danica, the reason why I put you with DX is simply
because your character sucked. It blew ass, alright? Your feud with Amy is below
standards for this company. It’s very dry and there’s no passion in it. Adam
spearing you last week opened up the gates for potential for your character and
started this storyline. Do you understand what I’m saying?” Vince explained and
asked, looking into her amber colored eyes, and seen all the fear swimming
through them.
Nodding her head in response and sighing deeply, Danica
ran a hand through her hair and replied, “Yes sir, I understand.” Her voice was
filled with so much disappointment that it caused Vince to frown.
“Let me ask you this, Danica. Why don’t you want to
take this ride with DX? Did something happen?” Vince asked and didn’t even have
to hear her answer because just the look in her eyes told the whole story.
‘I can’t tell him because then I’ll be known as a nark by everyone here.’
Danica thought as she chewed on her thumbnail and
plastered on a fake smile on her lips as she shook her head. “No Vince, nothing
happened. I’ll just have to deal with this character change and hope for the
best.” She stood up and extended her hand, making Vince nod in reply as he shook
hers firmly, and Danica started to walk out of her
office, but her boss’s voice stopped her.
Vince stood up from his chair and stated, “By the way,
Danica, you are to report to the DX locker room immediately so you can
figure out how the tag-team match with Cena is going to go down.”
Not saying a word, Danica nodded her head once
before walking out of his office, and down the hallway, disappointment in her
eyes and heart. She still couldn’t believe she had to go through with this
storyline and knew if she didn’t, she would end up getting fired. Vince didn’t
have to tell her that because that’s just what happened in a business like this.
Taking a deep breath, Danica decided to go get a
bottle of water before venturing down to the Women’s locker room to pick up her
bag she’d left in her locker. As soon as she walked in the cafeteria,
Danica had to advert her
eyes instantly when she saw the members of Degeneration X sitting at the table
and Candice Michelle was sitting on John’s lap.
John smirked when Candice whispered something in his ear, rubbing her inner
thigh, and immediately pulled away his interest on his girlfriend to the new
Diva that just walked in the cafeteria. She looked beautiful in the outfit she
was wearing and it showed off her body nicely. John licked his lips as he
continued to stare at her, but was quickly jolted out of his daydream when he
felt Paul shaking him. Looking down at the leader of DX, John asked, “What did
ya say, man?”
“Man, get your head out of your ass and focus, John! We have to figure out how
to get that slut out of our group!” Paul growled at him, keeping his voice down
so Danica didn’t hear him, and Candice nodded in
agreement quickly.
“Do you want me to do it, Paul? I can think of a few things to do to her to get
her out of the group.” Candice offered, smirking down at her boyfriend, and John
cracked a smile back at her, but deep down, he didn’t want his girlfriend to
touch her.
Paul shook his head and smiled, patting her arm gently, and replied as he stood
up, “No, but thanks for your offer, Candy. I’m gonna go talk to her.” He stated
before walking away and throwing his food in the garbage, which was right by the
water machine that Danica was currently standing at.
He could see her hands shaking and knew he had scared her that past Thursday
after the meeting before the house show in the
Turning to face Paul, after getting her emotions under control,
Danica stated through gritted teeth, “My name is not
Diva. It’s Danica, got it memorized?”
“You stupid little bitch, who the Hell do you think you are talkin’ to me like
that?!” Paul spat back at her, his hazel eyes flared up with rage, not believing
the audacity of this Diva.
“Listen to me really close, Paul. I don’t want to be in your stupid fucked up
group anymore than you want me in it, but unfortunately, I’ll lose my job if I
do. Quite frankly, I’m not about to give up my dream for a lousy fuckin’
storyline so you can take any threats you have for me and shove them straight up
your ass!” Danica stated as she flipped her hair
over her shoulder, pressed the button so her water would come out of the
machine, and picked it up before walking away from him out of the cafeteria.
Paul just stared after her, his jaw dropped to the cement flooring of the
cafeteria, and couldn’t believe what he’d just heard. Michael and John, along
with Candice, had overheard what Danica had said to
him and had the same expressions on their faces. “It served you right, man.
After what you did to her last week, you’re lucky she didn’t kick ya in the
nuts.” John stated and Paul stared at him, wondering how he knew about what he’d
done to Danica.
“How did you find out about that?” Paul asked his member through gritted teeth
and John rolled his eyes in response as he brushed Candice’s arm off his
shoulder.
“Get steppin’, baby. I got some bidness to handle.” John stated, snapping his
finger, and smirked when Candice walked away from him and out of the cafeteria.
He then looked at the leader of DX and said, “I overheard everything you said to
her last week, man. I was standing outside of the room and the door was cracked
open a bit. You obviously didn’t close it all the way like you thought you had.
Look man, I’m not sayin’ I’m on her side and I’m not on Vince’s side, but you
betta get your head outta your ass before it gets handed to you.”
Michael sighed heavily, running a hand through his hair, and piped in, “We all
know the ONLY reason why she’s being brought into the group, Paul. Vince is
tryin’ to make our lives a living Hell and he KNOWS how much you despise Divas,
with the exception of a few.”
“Exactly and what you said to that girl last week was wrong, Paul. You were
wrong and you should apologize to her before the shit hits the fan. Vince is
going to keep throwin’ curve balls at us like this so we gotta learn how to
handle’em.” John stated,
trying to get it through Paul’s head that it wasn’t
Danica’s fault she was being forced into this predicament.
“Maybe you’re right. Come on, she’s already in our dressing room because Vince
came and told me earlier today when I got here that she’d be in our locker room
for the night.” Paul informed them and both John and Michael nodded as they
walked behind their leader toward the locker room.
Danica felt really great to be able to stand up to
Paul the way she had and smiled to herself as she walked down the halls of the
arena. She was trying to find DX’s locker room and smiled when she finally did.
Bringing the door handle down and pushing the locker room door open,
Danica looked around, seeing it was huge. There was
a couch against the far wall, along with a few comfortable chairs, and the
monitor was in the middle of the room. There was a bathroom attached to the room
and Danica knew she had to change into her gear in a
little while. Monday Night RAW was going on the air in less than two hours.
Walking over to the couch and sitting down, Danica
crossed her arms in front of her chest and crossed her legs as she waited for
the rest of DX to get back. She didn’t have to wait long because five minutes
later, the door opened and she just sat there, not saying a single word, and
crossed her arms in front of her chest. John smiled at her while Michael just
nodded his head once and all Paul did was sigh as he
walked over to his bag. He looked at what Danica was
wearing and stated in a smartass tone of voice, “You’re not wrestling in that,
are you?”
“Yeah, I thought I’d go out there in these two inch spiked heels that are on my
feet and shove them up Adam and Amy’s ass.” She retorted with a roll of her eyes
and Paul was already getting fed up with her as he stormed into the locker room
to change into his gear.
Once the door was closed, John started busting up laughing as he walked over to
her and said, “Give me some skin, girl! That was great.” He sat down beside her
and Danica raised her eyebrow up at him. He was a
little off his rocker, but that didn’t stop her from thinking he was absolutely
gorgeous.
She brought her hand out hesitantly, staring up at Michael with questions in her
eyes, and all Michael did was say, “You’ll get used to him in time.”
Danica nodded as she looked back at John, knowing
they were tag-team partners, and softly asked, “So, did you wanna go over our
strategy for our match tonight?”
John looked back at her and into her eyes, noticing for the first time just how
unique and beautiful they were, and nodded his head as he replied, “That sounds
like a good idea. The script says that you’ll get the pin so you’ll have to pin
Amy cause it’s one of those mixed tag matches that
women can only wrestle women and men can only wrestle men.” He informed her,
making Danica nod, and they proceeded to go over
their match strategies for their match that night.
Danica could only hope and pray that everything went
smoothly that night without anymore surprises like the previous week.
Chapter 5
That familiar music blasted through the arena
speakers, making every single person that was in the audience rise to their
feet, and started going completely insane with their screams. John stepped
through the curtain, followed by a very luscious looking
Danica by his side, and smirked as they both stood on the stage, staring
down at their adversaries. Taking Danica hand in
his, John twisted her around so she landed against his chest, and had to exhale
slowly at what she was wearing for her ring attire.
It started at her feet, which were covered by three inch, black plastic knee
high boots that went just below her knee and zipped up the sides. The zippers
were neon green since she was officially part of the team now. Her thighs were
shown, but had black fishnet stockings on them and to cover her lower regions
was a pair of black plastic shorts that barely covered her ass. The top she had
on was what John had to inhale and exhale slowly about. It was a crop top that
was also black plastic and had a V shape neckline that went all the way down,
showing off the sides of her breasts. It had chains that hooked on each side of
the top to keep it from sliding off her body and showing off the whole package.
The chains were neon green and as John’s eyes trailed up more, she was wearing a
black choker around her neck that said the words DX on it and her long, flowing
hair was down her back in waves.
Danica saluted the fans as she looked up at John and
whispered after turning around to look him in the eyes, “You ready?”
John nodded in response and Danica smiled as she
turned back around as they both walked down the ramp way. Amy and Adam were
pacing like two animals in a cage, waiting to lash out at their opponents, but
the referee was holding them back. Danica pranced on
the ring, showing off her plastic covered eyes to the audience, and smiled when
John held the ropes open for her. She took one leg, stepping through it, and
bent down so the fans could get a nice camera shot of her ass, before slowly
stepping inside of the ring, her hands on her hips. John had to get his
attention on the match, but just the way Danica
stepped into the ring was making it extremely hard to do.
The match started and Danica immediately speared Amy
to the mat, punching her in the face, while John went after Adam as he speared
him to the mat as well. Danica stood up from Amy and
picked the whore up by her hair, causing Amy to scream out, and
Danica groaned when Amy dropped down on the mat,
crushing her head against Danica’s jaw. Amy smirked
as she stood up on her feet and looked down at the hurt vixen, not believing she
was apart of DX now, and started putting the boots to her ribs.
Danica screamed out as she tried to roll away from
Amy, but it was no use. After taking a couple more blows to the ribs,
Danica finally managed to get to her feet and kicked
Amy in the ribs when she came charging at her to spear her into the ring post.
Amy took the blow, hitting her shoulder in the process, and
Danica knew this was her chance.
John and Adam were spilled on the outside while the girls were in the ring, as
scripted, and he was laying into the man whore. Rights and lefts were flying as
the two men fought viciously, trying to gain the upper hand on each other. Adam
connected with John’s jaw, causing his lip to split open, but it didn’t
phase John. He simply looked at Adam with a glare in
his eyes and brought his knee up, landing it in Adam’s ribs, and then stepped
back as he kicked him straight in the face. Adam spilled over the security wall
and landed hard on the concrete floor, groaning in pain as his head exploded
with pain. John looked back at the girls, seeing Danica
had full control of Amy, and went after Adam, wanting to inflict as much damage
on this man as humanly possible.
Back in the ring, Danica and Amy were going toe to
toe in the middle of the ring. Amy had managed to punch
Danica really hard in the face, causing her lip to bust open, but it
wasn’t bothering her. Danica started becoming
vicious with her offense and swung Amy into the ropes, landing a chic kick in
remembrance of Trish Stratus. They were best friends and when
Danica heard about what Amy did to her friend,
Danica got really pissed and went to Vince, asking
to feud with the whore. Amy went down like a sack of potatoes in the middle of
the ring, holding the right side of her face, and Danica
went for the pin. It wasn’t enough though as Amy kicked out after the count of
two.
Danica hit the mat in frustration, but knew the
match was going to end now. She lifted Amy up by her hair and put her head
between her legs. She wrapped her arms around Amy’s middle section and lifted
her up in the air, twisted her in a half circle, and made Amy land in the middle
of the ring on her stomach. Danica smirked when she
seen Amy wasn’t moving and went for the pin, causing the audience to erupt in a
thunderous applause when Danica got the win. John
had seen the move Danica pulled off and was stunned,
not believing how much power this woman had in her. She was beautiful, but she
was also a hard ass with a wrestling instinct he’d never seen before. Before the
referee could even raise her hand in victory, John had slid in the ring, and did
it himself, nodding at her in appreciation.
Suddenly, something came over John he never thought could happen and the whole
situation happened in slow motion. John pulled Danica
into his arms, locking eyes with her, their breathing erratic, their hearts
beating as one, and he couldn’t take it anymore. Just the look in her eyes was
enough to drive him insane and her luscious lips were just calling out to him to
kiss her. That’s exactly what happened. John’s head bent down and captured her
lips with his in a heated, passionate kiss that was unscripted. He didn’t care
though as his arms tightened around her waist, smirking to himself when she
started kissing him back, and groaned when her tongue slipped into his mouth,
heating the moment even more.
When John pulled away, Danica was staring at him
with huge eyes and touched her lips with her fingertips, not believing what just
happened. She slowly took a step back away from him and quickly slid out of the
ring, ran up the ramp way, and through the curtain, still breathless and shocked
from the kiss. What the Hell was John thinking kissing her like that?!
Danica didn’t have time to even go to the DX locker
room because she was grabbed from behind and hoisted over a shoulder. When she
looked down and seen the familiar tattoo of the two flags that merged his
nationalities together, she knew exactly who it was.
“David, please put me down. I had no idea he was going to do that!”
Danica pleaded with him, her midsection hurting from
the boots Amy gave her earlier on in the match, and sighed when she realized he
wasn’t listening.
“Fuck that shit! We’re going to Vince right now and having you REMOVED from that
stupid DX group! John is lucky I don’t beat the living shit out of him!” David
growled back in anger, not believing what he just witnessed on the monitor, and
felt his heart tighten in his chest at the sight. John had actually kissed HIS
girlfriend in the middle of the ring without any remorse whatsoever!
In a few minutes, David arrived on the outside of Vince’s office door and kicked
it open with one swift movement, causing Vince to instantly stand up from his
chair. Danica was still over David’s shoulder,
trying to wiggle her way free from his tight grip, but it wasn’t happening.
“What the Hell is the meaning of this!?” Vince shouted, angered that one of his
employees would actually kick his office door open, and demanded an explanation.
“Did you SEE what happened out there, Vince?! I want Danica
out of the group of Degeneration X! I REFUSE to allow them to corrupt her!”
David growled at his boss, not caring what the consequences were, and
Danica finally had enough.
With all her strength, Danica managed to wiggle her
way out of David’s grip as she landed in front of him on her feet, and pushed
him away from her. He landed in the seat that was by the door and screamed at
him out of pure anger, “I’M NOT YOUR FUCKIN’ CHILD, DAVID! IF YOU’RE GOING TO
TREAT ME LIKE THIS THEN YOU CAN GO SQUARE TO FUCKIN’ HELL!”
David’s brown eyes widened in shock at the outburst from his girlfriend and
didn’t say a word, knowing she was livid at both him and John for what had
transpired in the ring. Danica turned around to face
her boss and immediately calmed down as she said, “I apologize for my
boyfriend’s rude behavior, Vince, but you have to admit, what John did tonight
was…” Before she could finish, Vince interrupted her.
“Fabulous!” He informed her, causing both Danica’s
and David’s jaws to drop to the floor at what their boss just said.
“Come again?” Danica questioned, not knowing what
else to say to her boss, and was stunned when Vince started telling her his
idea.
The boss sat back down in his chair, not believing how brilliant John was in
tonight’s show, and asked Danica to sit down so he
could explain. She did as she was told and looked at him as he began. “Danica,
the chemistry you and John had in the ring tonight was something not even Amy
and Adam have in the ring. It was intense, passionate, and just what the
audience is looking for. That kiss was electrifying and it brought people out of
their chairs. Therefore, you and John will be romantic involved on national
television from here on out.”
“WHAT?!” David exploded as he stood up from his chair, the veins in his arms and
neck bulging out, and Danica didn’t say anything.
Her head simply lowered and her eyes shut, not believing what John did, and
didn’t know what to feel about it.
“Thank you, Vince.” She quietly uttered before standing up from her chair and
walking out of his office, a million thoughts running through her head, and
sighed when she felt David grab her from behind and twisted her around to face
him.
The amount of anger and fire burning in his eyes was enough to make anyone
fearful, but Danica wasn’t just anybody. She stood
her ground against him as he stated angrily, “You’re actually fine with this?!”
“David, back off, alright? Look, there’s nothing I can do about it! If I don’t
go along with this storyline, I’m going to lose my job and that’s not going to
happen! If I have to go out there week after week and kiss John like I’m in love
with him than so be it! You, more than anyone, should know the predicament I’m
in. Why can’t you just trust me and have a little faith in me that I won’t cheat
on you? I’m not Angela!” Danica shouted back at him,
the tears finally filling up her amber colored eyes, wishing David could trust
her with his heart even though she didn’t have it fully yet.
Staring into her eyes as his began to soften, David sighed heavily as he said,
“You know I can’t do that yet,
Dani. How can I trust someone who is willing to be in a romance angle
with another man besides her boyfriend?” He retorted, causing
Danica to shake her head at him and pushed him away
from her as she stormed down the hallway.
So it was true. He didn’t trust her and probably never would.
Danica ran down to her dressing room and slammed the
door behind her, the tears already flowing down her cheeks, and couldn’t believe
what David had just told her. She knew it was difficult for him to trust another
woman after what Angela had done to him, but Danica
was tired of waiting. She had said I love you to him for the past three months
and hadn’t heard it uttered back one time. Danica
quickly packed up her things, changed into a pair of ripped blue jeans with a
black tank top, and walked out of the arena building toward the rental car.
David would have to find some other way back to the hotel because she refused to
wait for him.
After getting her things in the trunk of the car and sliding in the passenger
seat, Danica just sat there for a few minutes
contemplating her decision. Her thoughts suddenly went to the kiss that John
planted on her in the middle of the ring and couldn’t believe how much she’d
enjoyed it. David was a great kisser, no doubt about it, but when John kissed
her, she felt something erupt inside of her body that David never did. She
wasn’t sure what it was, but it was definitely something worth waiting for as
she turned the ignition on of her car and peeled out of the parking lot, just as
David came bolting out the doors.
“Damn it!” David growled out, throwing his bag on the wet asphalt of the parking
lot, and raked a hand through his hair in frustration. It’s not that David
didn’t want to trust Danica with his heart, but it
was hard after what Angela had done to him. It hadn’t even been three months
after he was divorced that he started dating Danica
and knew it was too soon. ‘We need to talk.’ He thought as he sighed heavily and
decided to hitch a ride from one of the boys in the back, hoping when he got to
the hotel room that Danica was there.
When he arrived back at the hotel and walked inside their suite, David closed
his eyes when he seen that she wasn’t there. He set his bags down on the floor
and stripped off his clothes, wondering where she’d gone, and suddenly, his
blood started to boil at the thought. She had to share a suite with DX so that’s
probably where she was. ‘We definitely need to talk.’ He thought as he walked
into the bathroom, turned the shower on, and stepped in it, letting his thoughts
run wild at what she could be doing in that suite.
Chapter 6
After the argument between her and David,
Danica decided she needed some time to unwind. She
couldn’t believe how mean and vicious David had been toward her. Though it was
only verbally, it still didn’t hurt her any less. Danica
sighed deeply as she found her way back at the hotel, knowing she had to sleep
in the DX suite, and bit her bottom lip at the thought. Her mind suddenly
wandered back to earlier that night in the ring and the scorching kiss John Cena
had planted on her lips. She had to admit, the man
could kiss and leave a woman breathless because that’s exactly what the kiss had
done to her. It had truly made her completely breathless and her entire body
light on fire from head to toe.
A few tears effortlessly made their way to the surface of her eyes and spilled
down her cheeks freely, making Danica sigh heavily
to herself. It hurt so much to hear David say he
couldn’t trust her all because of this ridiculous storyline that John had
sparked in Vince’s mind. Even though the kiss wasn’t scripted,
Danica knew John kissed her to get the audience in
an uproar. Her thoughts suddenly went back to David and the amount of fiery rage
in his eyes was enough to scare her. The words of their replayed in her mind
like a video in a VCR.
“Why can’t you just trust me and have a little faith in me that I won’t cheat
on you? I’m not Angela!”
“You know I can’t do that yet, Dani. How can I trust
someone who is willing to be in a romance angle with another man besides her
boyfriend?”
Without even realizing it, more tears had flowed down her cheeks as
Danica shook her head, not wanting to be in a hotel
room all cooped up right now. She knew the degenerates were out and about,
probably partying it up. Danica
decided she’d make David sweat it out a little and walked back out of the hotel
and toward her car. She quickly placed her bag back in the trunk of her car and
stepped inside the driver’s side before slipping the key in the ignition and
drove out of the parking lot. Danica didn’t know
where she was going and didn’t care, as long as she didn’t have to be around her
untrusting boyfriend.
Danica ended up pulling into a parking lot of a club
called Sizzle and wondered it was about. She put the car in park and stepped
out, staring down at what she was wearing, and
quickly shook her head in response. She walked over to the trunk of her car and
pulled out her bag and then looked around, wanting to make sure nobody was
watching what she was about to do. Quickly stepped out of her jeans,
Danica slipped on a short, black skirt that went
three inches above the knee and barely covered her ass along with a green half
cropped dress shirt. It tied around the neck and had rips all in it for style
and was backless. She then let her down from the tie it was in and let it flow
down her back in luscious waves, hugging her waist nicely. After touching up her
makeup and changing into a pair of three inch knee high boots,
Danica finally shut the trunk of her car and walked
inside the club, smirking when eyes fixated on her.
Sitting at the bar trying to suck down his fifth beer within the last two hours,
John still couldn’t believe his girlfriend. Candice had been getting on his last
nerve as of late and tonight was the culmination of everything. She had said
some rather rude comments about Danica and John
wasn’t standing for it. Danica was apart of the
group Degeneration X, along with him, and he was going to protect a member of
the group at all costs. It wasn’t Danica’s fault
that Vince had lost his mind and was trying to piss off his son-in-law in Paul
and John wasn’t going to chastise and ridicule her for trying to save her
wrestling career. His blue eyes scanned the room, seeing everyone was talking
and gallivanting freely around, and fixated his eyes on the vixen that stepped
through the doorway.
Smiling from ear to ear, Danica had stepped into a
scene she was very familiar with. Before she had signed a three year contract
with the WWE, Danica was an exotic dancer for one of
the night clubs in New York City, where she was currently located. On Thursday
nights, she would sing one of her songs she’d written and always got a standing
ovation after her performances. Danica was very
talented, but her true passion always rested inside the small ring that she
performed within day and night. She did miss the dancing because that’s all
she’d ever known her entire life, but it also helped her to get into shape and
strong like she was now. It was in a feminine way, unlike some of the other
women wrestlers who had came and gone in the business, such as Chyna.
Sliding on one of the stools at the bar, Danica
smiled softly at the bartender, awaiting for her turn
patiently. It was a busy night so she could understand if he didn’t get to her
right away. She wasn’t in any hurry and didn’t see those familiar pair of blue
orbs devouring her whole. After five minutes, Danica
finally felt a pair of eyes scorching her soul and turned her head to the right,
shocked when she seen John sitting a few stools down from her. She smiled
hesitantly at him and felt her heart thudding in her chest when he started
moving toward her.
“Fancy finding you here.” His silky voice lingered in
her ear, wanting her to hear him because it was so loud in the club, and smiled
when Danica started to blush.
Resting a hand on her cheek, Danica turned toward
him, staring into his beautiful blue eyes, and replied coyly, “I can say the
same for you. Where’s your vixen?” She asked, referring to Candice.
“I don’t know and don’t care honestly.” John stated, his tone becoming a little
heated, and Danica could tell something had happened
between them like her and David. “Where’s Davey boy?” He asked, not really
sounding to care, but wanted to give her the same courtesy she’d bestowed on
him.
A frown etched across her face as Danica sighed
deeply, not really caring where David was at that moment, and shrugged her
shoulders. “I don’t know and don’t care where he is.”
“I’m sorry for bringing him up, Danica.” John softly
said, seeing she was clearly upset when he mentioned David, and rubbed the back
of his neck while his eyes adverted to the floor.
Danica waved him off absentmindedly and shook her
head. She lifted his head up by the chin and looked into his eyes as she said,
“Don’t apologize, John. You didn’t know…” Her words trailed off when a song came
blasting through the speakers of the club and Danica
squealed with delight as she hopped off of the stool, pulling John with her.
“Uhh Danica, I don’t really dance…” He trailed off
as he looked down, seeing exactly how short her skirt was, and smirked as he
shrugged his shoulders. “How bad can it be?”
Swaying her hips as she walked out on the dance floor,
Danica spun around, a look coming over in her eyes that made John form a
problem in his pants. They had gone from the golden, amber color to a smoky dark
gold in a matter of moments as Danica crooked her
finger at John, beckoning him on the dance floor. The way her hips were swaying
and the look that had come over her eyes was enough for John to comply. He
walked toward her and smirked when she turned back around, her hair pooling down
her back and on his shoulders, and bent down as her ass was against the crotch
of his jean shorts. John instinctively gripped her waist in his hands and
together, they both started dirty dancing, not caring about anything at the
moment, but each other.
{Paul Wall:}
Boys talkin’ down
One the sidelines watching wishin’ they was playin’ the game we playin’
But its all good though
Pall Wall, Brooke what up baby?
{Brooke:}
What it do Paul Wall
They always talkin’
{Paul Wall:}
Okay I hear the commentators on the side chatter boxing
Paul Wall and Brooke got all the paparazzi watching
I hear them jaw japing bumping guns chasing crones
We ain’t concerned with them bums we cumulating funds
Plastic wrist we got the Johnny Dang watch froze five kid vivid yellow stone
In my ear lobe
I’m squashing chatter when the light hit the pinky ring
Starch and clean white puff with the lean
See me in the new Benz cuz I’m oh so ballin’
Or a old school slab with the few wheels fallin’
We got’em talkin’ but really they ain’t saying much
Just speculating the gossip truth is they don’t know about us
{Brooke:}
I see your lips moving, but I don’t hear nothing
Everybody talking like they really know something about us
But they don’t know nothing about us
I see your lips moving, but I don’t know nothing
Everybody talking like they really wanna know something about us
But they don’t know nothing about us
(Talk to ‘em Brooke)
Her hips started gyrating with the song as she closed her eyes, running her
fingers through her hair, and smirked when John came up behind her.
Danica absolutely loved this song that Brooke Hogan,
(Hulk Hogan) Terry’s daughter, had performed on the radio and couldn’t get
enough of it. Paul Wall wasn’t too bad either and made the song that much more
exciting to dance too. John’s hands slowly ran down her sides, getting lost in
how soft her skin felt against his. The shirt had rips in it so he could feel
her soft skin through the thin material, which was making him insane with
passion, and started moving with her as the music took both of them completely
away.
{Brooke:}
I’m just trying to live, but your all up in my grill
How’s a girl to breathe with all the media starring down my mouth
With a four inch lens I just wanna hit the mall with some of my friends
{Paul Wall:}
They talkin’ ‘bout us so I guess were doing something right
Ballin’ in the mix with the camera lights shining
bright
They know we caked up, but they don’t know how much we worth
People stay clear the ceiling off because we getting work
{Brooke:}
Picture yourself up in my shoes
Top story of the news
Everyday its something new
Everybody’s watching you
But they ain’t seen nothing
They ain’t heard nothing
Everybody’s just fronting its what they do
I see your lips moving, but I don’t hear nothing
Everybody talking like they really know something about us
But they don’t know nothing about us
I see your lips moving, but I don’t hear nothing
Everybody talking like they really wanna know something about us
But they don’t know nothing about us
Danica turned around, staring deep into John’s blue
eyes, and smiled when he pushed her head back, whipping it back up, and wrapped
her arms around his neck. His arms snaked around her neck as they continued to
dance, both breathing sporadically, both wondering where this was going, and
both neither cared at the moment. John could’ve gotten lost in her smoky golden
orbs for the rest of his life as his foot slid in between her legs, causing her
panty covered crotch to rest on his knee, but they never stopped dancing. Their
shoulders moved with the rhythm and Danica’s eyes
drifted shut while her hands ran down John’s rock hard chest and started going
underneath his shirt while swinging her head back and forth. John had to bite
back a groan when her hands started to feel up his chest, underneath the jersey
he was wearing, and started dancing dirtier as the song started coming to a
close.
Stop stop stop
I’m not listening
You can save your breath
I don’t wanna hear the rumors people are spreading
Why, why do people go
Out of their way
To try to bring us down
They wanna know about us
I seen your lips moving, but I don’t hear nothing
Everybody talking like they really know something about us
But they don’t know nothing about us
I see your lips moving, but I don’t hear nothing
Everybody talking like they really wanna know something about us
But they don’t’ know about us
John had dipped Danica at the end of the song,
smirking down at her as their eyes locked, and his mind suddenly
rewinded back to earlier on that night. The kiss
they’d shared in the ring and his impulse to do so. He didn’t know why he’d done
it, but he wasn’t ashamed of it either. There was no regret shining in her eyes
after they parted and John knew instantly that she’d felt the same thing he did.
Passion. Fire.
Intensity. Desire. All
mixed into one.
After a few minutes, John finally released her, causing
Danica to stumble back a little, and John caught her by her wrists. He
pulled her to stand up straight, never breaking eye contact with her, and
Danica thought her heart was going to jump out of
her chest. The amount of passion and desire coursing through his blue eyes was
enough to make any woman weak in the knees and that’s exactly how
Danica was feeling at the moment. “Are you okay?”
John quietly asked, wanting to make sure she hadn’t sprained her ankle or
anything in those boots she was wearing and dancing in.
“I-I’m fine…Never better.” She replied hastily, her breathing still ragged, and
smiled at him reassuringly before he released her.
“Well good.” John chuckled as he wrapped an arm around her shoulders, laughing
when she said she could use a drink. “I’ll buy it for you then.” Neither seemed
to notice the scorching, jealous eyes narrowed dangerous slits at the two and
quickly scurried out of the building of the club.
A few minutes later, she arrived at the hotel and walked through the back door,
knowing if she didn’t do this now, she could lose the best thing that ever
happened to her. Walking through the hotel halls frantically, she had found out
what room he was in and hoped she didn’t get bombed for her troubles. She seen
the look of passion in Danica and John’s eyes as
they danced together and it made her sick to her stomach. In a matter of
moments, she was standing outside room 3848 and took a deep breath before
raising her hand up and knocking on the door three times. A growl sounded from
behind the door, causing her heart to jump up in her throat, and dropped in her
stomach at the look he gave her.
“What the fuck do you want, Candice?” David snarled, his nostrils flared up, and
his cold, unforgiving brown eyes lit ablaze with anger. She coughed a little
when she smelled the alcohol radiating off his breath and knew he was drunk.
Taking a deep, shaky breath, Candice pushed him into the hotel room with her
hands and replied brashly as the hotel room door shut behind them, “I think me
and you need to talk. It involves your precious Danica
and my boyfriend, John Cena.”
Just the mere mention of that snake was enough to make David’s blood boil in
rage as he shot his hand out, gripping Candice by her throat, and menacingly
growled, “What ABOUT them!?”
Candice could already feel her air supply being cut off as she managed to raspy
coughed out, “I…saw them…together.”
“WHERE?!” David exploded, tightening his grip on her
throat, his anger overflowing and Candice was starting to pass out.
Her eyes drifted shut as her claws to get free suddenly died down and she
whispered out, “A club…”
David finally realized how much pressure he’d put on her throat and immediately
released her, causing a fresh breath of air to flow through her lungs as she
fell to the floor. After coughing for a good five minutes, Candice glared up at
him and managed to rasp out while holding her throat, “Has anyone ever told you
that you have some SERIOUS anger problems?!”
“Only one.” David retorted swiftly as he stumbled
over to the bed and took the bottle of Jack Daniels, taking a long swig of it,
and plopped down on the bed. “So what were they doing?” He asked, squeezing the
bottle with his hand, and ended up crushing it when Candice answered his
question.
“They were dirty dancing with each other, but that’s not what I came to talk to
you about. I have a proposition for you…if you’re interested.” Candice wickedly
stated, trying to get the rest of her voice to become
normal again, and slowly stood up as she walked over to David.
His brown eyes were glazed over with tears as he took another swig of the
bottle, growling in dismay when Candice ripped it away from her, and gripped his
hair in his hands. “What do you have in mind?” He finally asked.
Laughing with deviance evident in her voice, Candice dropped the bottle in the
garbage before revealing her idea to him. By the time she was completely
through, David had the biggest smirk across his lips. He looked at Candice, who
was sitting beside him, and his eyes suddenly took on something else she wasn’t
familiar with. In lightening quick speed, David pulled Candice on his lap, the
alcohol and heart break from what Danica had caused
him to feel mixing together, and lowered his lips to hers in a passionate, heart
aching kiss. He just wanted to feel love by someone, even if it wasn’t real.
Candice instantly kissed him back as he lowered her back on the bed, crawling on
top of her, and the rest o the night was filled with her screams and his groans
as they took each to the limit over and over again.
Chapter 7
After that night with Candice, David finally decided
he had to take drastic measures if he wanted to keep Danica
in his life. He was walking around nervously at the arena a few weeks later,
sweating bullets, wishing there was some other way out of this predicament.
Candice had been really sweet toward John, keeping him as far away from
Danica as humanly possible. She refused to lose the
love of her life to some whore that had already gotten her nails dug into David.
That night David and Candice shared together sealed their partnership and each
vowed to the other not to speak a word of their master plan to anyone.
The plan was simple, yet deviant at the same time. David and Candice were going
to keep Danica and John away from each other
whenever they weren’t in front of a camera out in the ring or during a promo
segment backstage. Even though Danica was apart of
the Degeneration X, she still spent her nights in David’s arms. Its funny how
life turned out sometimes as David stared down at the floor, wishing he didn’t
have to do this to Danica, but it was the only way.
‘I love her and nobody is going to have her except me.’ He thought finally and
smiled when she walked through the curtain, his eyes narrowing to slits when he
saw John’s arm wrapped around her shoulders.
Danica
seen the look in David’s eyes and immediately pushed John’s arm off of her, not
wanting to cause a scene, and walked over to her boyfriend. She stood up
on her tiptoes and wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly, and
whispered in his ear, “Relax, it’s only for show.”
Simply nodding at her, but never taking his eyes off the man before him, David
wrapped a protective arm around Danica waist, and
stated in a low voice, “Come on, Dani. Let’s get
back to the hotel. I have something I want to ask you.”
Danica bit her bottom lip as she took a step out of
David’s arms and ran a hand through her hair as she looked up at him and said,
“Actually, I was gonna go out clubbing with a few of the girls tonight. We
haven’t gone in such a long time and I really want to.”
“But baby, I’ve had this planned all day!” David whined, not believing his plan
was going up in smoke, and started to panic. John’s brow quirked in question at
the sight of the fidgety man before him and wondered what was going on.
A frown spread across Danica’s lips as she met
John’s eyes for a split second, wishing she could be in his arms, and sighed as
she replied, “I know, David, but I promised the girls I’d go out with them for a
few hours. We can always do what you have planned when I return…”
“Why so you can be drunk off your fuckin’ ass when it happens and you not
remember anything?” David shot back angrily, his temper starting to get the
better of him, and this was started to scare Danica
a little bit.
Her hand reached up and touched his arm, sighing heavily when he pulled away
from her, acting like he’d just been burned by her touch. “David, please
understand…” She tried reasoning with him, but it wasn’t working.
Danica knew how stubborn David could be and this
wasn’t solving anything. Regret shined in her eyes as Ashley and Maria came
strolling up to them.
Maria smiled as she swung her arm around Danica’s
shoulders and smiled up at David as she stated cheerfully, “Ready to go get
loaded and dance the night away?”
“Yeah, we better go now if we want to get a good parking spot,
Dani girl.” Ashley piped in, causing
Danica to sigh even heavier as she looked up at a
ticked off David, and shook her head slowly at them.
“I’m sorry you guys, but David has plans for us already and I didn’t know about
it…” She trailed off as she glared up at him, seeing the smug smile crossing his
lips. “Until now.” Danica
finished as she shook her head, not believing how cruel her boyfriend could be
at times.
Both Maria and Ashley started whining, protesting against her decision, but
Danica knew if she went to the club with her friends
that there would be serious Hell to pay later on. David had never struck her or
harmed her in any way, but lately, his temper had been short and she didn’t want
to make him any angrier than he already was. It was so strange though because
David was always in her sight, even in the shower. He was constantly by her
twenty four seven and wouldn’t leave her side for anything. She was actually
glad to be out in the ring with John during their matches and segments on Monday
Night RAW and the house shows. That’s how overbearing David had become and it
was starting to anger Danica slowly.
Glaring up at David once more before staring back at her friends,
Danica smiled at them and said, “I promise, next
Monday night, I’ll go out with you guys and we’ll have a blast and dance the
night away.”
In the back of David’s mind, all he kept thinking was, ‘Not if I can help it.’
“You better keep your word or else we’ll beat your ass.” Ashley threatened
playfully before hugging her friend. She had recently been transferred over from
Smackdown!, after ending things with her boyfriend
Matt Hardy. It was a mutual breakup between the two and besides, Ashley was
already having her eyes on someone else, but she wouldn’t tell who.
Crossing her arms in front of her chest, Maria chipped in as she stated, “Yeah,
DAVID!” She emphasized his name, causing him to look down at her innocently, and
smirked when Maria turned her attention back on Danica.
John didn’t miss this and started to wonder if something was going on.
After saying goodbye to her friends, Danica shook
her head as she spat angrily at her boyfriend before storming away from him, “I
hope you’re fuckin’ happy.”
David sighed heavily as he shook his head and went after her, not realizing that
John witnessed the entire situation. He groaned inwardly when he heard that all
too familiar voice and wished a dark, black hole would form in the floor and
swallow him whole, but no such luck. “Johnny baby!”
Candice squealed as she ran up to her boyfriend, hugging him around the waist,
and started to pout when he pulled away from her.
“Candice enough with the hip hugging and enough with the
clinging.” John stated heatedly, not believing how much Candice had been
around him lately. He was getting tired of it and hated having a clingy
girlfriend, especially when he knew that’s not who Candice was.
“But I love you!” She whined, sticking her bottom lip out at him, and John
sighed as he looked down into her sad eyes.
John rolled his eyes when she tried to hug him again and shook his head,
“Candice, STOP! Just STOP with this, damn!” He roared, causing her to stumble
back from him, and tears instantly started to pour down her cheeks. John sighed
heavily as he raked a hand through his short, soft brown hair, not meaning to
yell at her, but it was the only thing he could think to do at the time. “I
didn’t mean to yell at you, Candice…” He started to apologize, but she cut him
off.
“Fuck you, John! All I was trying to do was love you
and show you affection and you just don’t care!” She spat back at him hatefully,
not believing what was happening between them, and quickly regained her
composure. She had to make things right between them if her and David’s plan was
going to work. Clearing her throat a little, Candice finally met his eyes as she
said, “I’m sorry for saying that, but you really hurt my feelings, John. I love
you and you don’t even show me that you feel the same way!”
Sighing deeply and starting to feel horrible about the way he treated her, John
wrapped an arm around her shoulders and replied gently, “I’m sorry, Candice. I
really am and I do feel the same way for you.” John knew he was lying through
his teeth, but he wasn’t about to reveal that to her.
Candice smiled softly up at him and nodded as she kissed his lips softly. “Thank
you. Now, let’s get back to the hotel so you can make it up to me fully.” She
wickedly stated and John smirked down at her, running his hand down her back to
her ass, and gently squeezed, knowing she loved it when he did that.
“Sounds like a plan, sweetness. Lead the way.” He replied as Candice pulled him
in the direction of his dressing room, knowing he had to retrieve his things.
They didn’t make it back to the hotel and ended up having sex in the shower
room, where nobody could hear Candice’s screams and John’s groans of
satisfaction.
Meanwhile in the car, Danica still couldn’t believe
the way David had acted to get his way at the arena. It was not only
embarrassing, but childish and she didn’t understand why she decided to go back
to the hotel with him. If anything, she wanted to ring his neck for the way he’d
acted! Danica sighed heavily as they stopped at a
red light and pulled her hand away from David when he tried to grab it. David
frowned back at her, knowing what he did at the arena was immature and stupid,
but he had to think of someway to keep her in his eyesight. It was the only way
or else his and Candice’s plan would go up in smoke!
“I’m sorry, Dani…” David began, but she quickly
shook her head, cutting him off, and folded her arms in front of her chest
defiantly.
“I’m not speaking one word to you, David Batista. Just drive to the fucking
hotel so I can grab my shit and then I’m staying in the DX suite tonight.” She
calmly stated, anger evident in her voice, and refused to look at him as her
eyes remained staring out the window.
David’s eyes instantly widened in shock, not believing what she was planning to
do, and shook his head as he quickly pulled over, locking all the doors with a
press of the button. Danica’s head whipped around to
stare at him and narrowed her eyes to slits when she realized what he’d done.
She didn’t care about the anger that was coursing through his now dark brown
eyes either. “You’re what?” David asked through gritted teeth, trying in vain to
keep his temper in check, but it wasn’t happening.
Danica turned in her chair to stare at him and
pointed to her lips as she stated, “Read my lips then, David.
I’m…staying…in…the…DX…suite…tonight.” She said, pausing after each word to get
it through his head, and gasped when he hit the steering wheel hard.
“No you’re not, Danica! You’re staying with me and
that’s the END of this discussion!” David growled back at her as he started to
put the car in drive, smirking wickedly when she tried to open the door and
found it was locked.
Glaring over at him with spiteful eyes, Danica
demanded, “Let me out of this car right now! I’m NOT going back to the hotel
with you!”
“Oh YES you are and you’ll like what I’m going to do to you, too!” David spat
back at her in defiance as he started driving down the street again, sighing
when Danica started pounding on the window. “Stop it
before you break it!” He stated angrily and his temper finally got the better of
him as he gripped the back of her head in his fingers, pulling it roughly. A
scream sounded from her lips as she started clawing at his hand to release the
hold, but it wasn’t working.
A few minutes later they arrived at the hotel and David ended up having to carry
a kicking and screaming Danica in the hotel up the
backstairs. She was clawing and scratching at his back, flailing her arms and
kicking her feet wildly, and this was starting to tick David off. He walked up
the stairs with her and finally arrived outside of his hotel room. Sliding the
key card in the door and kicking the door open, David walked in, slamming the
door behind him with his foot, and deposited her down on the bed. When
Danica went to get up and started to defy him, David
finally had enough. He hauled back, backhanding her hard across the face with so
much force that it catapulted her off the bed and onto the floor.
Danica stared up at him with widened, frightful
eyes, now finally realizing just how pissed off he was, and screamed out when he
dragged her by the hair across the hotel room carpeted floor, and into the
bathroom. He kicked the door closed behind him and finally released her, causing
Danica to scoot away room, and swallowed hard when
he started taking his belt off. “You’re going to learn not to fuck with me,
Dani. I own you, bitch and if you say ONE word about
this to ANYONE, I’ll fuckin’ kill you!” He stated in
a threatening, deadly tone of voice, and silent tears streamed down
Danica’s face as she realized what was happening.
Blood curdling screams sounded from the bathroom of that hotel suite that night,
which were silenced by the pounding water of the shower, and when David was
through with Danica, she lay bloodied and broken on
the bathroom floor.
Chapter 8
Excruciating pain racked her entire body as Danica's
eyes slowly fluttered open. She slowly looked around, wincing at every little
movement her body made. A small groan escaped her lips as she slowly stood up on
her feet, being extremely careful because if she made the wrong movement, she
would collapse back on the floor. Danica gripped the
edges of the sink in the bathroom and finally managed to stand up, staring at
her reflection in the mirror. She couldn't stop the tears from falling even if
her life depended on it.
It had been like clockwork for the past month. After a house show or doing
Monday Night Raw, David would drag Danica back to
the hotel and rape her. He would then take his belt off and beat her within an
inch of her life in the bathroom, turning the shower on so nobody could hear her
screams of pure torture. Danica was sure her body
couldn't take much more of the repeated raping and beatings at the hands of
David, but there was nothing she could do to stop him. He'd already threatened
her that if she told anyone about this that there would be Hell to pay and he
would end her life. When Danica mentioned John's
name, David told her that he'd murder John in cold blood right in front of her
eyes if she uttered a word to the Doctor of Thuganomics.
On the right side of her cheek, there was a massive black and blue bruise that
covered her entire cheek. She shakily reached her hand up and brushed it with
the tips of her fingers, wincing at the pain radiating off of it. The memory
flood gates suddenly opened and Danica's body was
shook hard as she stared back in the mirror, her vision clouded by the tears
that burned her eyes. The way David had manhandled, raped, and beat her was more
than Danica could take. She dropped to her knees on
the floor, crying out loud from the pain, and wrapped her arms around herself as
she stared straight ahead, a blank look adorning her face.
'I need to get out of here.' She thought and whipped her head up when the door
slammed open, immediately scooting away from the monster she used to love with
all her heart and soul.
David stood in the doorway, bare chested with his arms folded in front of his
chest, staring intently down at her. Danica felt so
small compared to him all of a sudden as she locked eyes with him, showing him
just how much he'd hurt her the previous night. She knew it was morning because
the sunlight streamed into the hotel room and was beaming behind him. David
stared down at her for a moment before finally speaking. "Get dressed; we're
leaving for the arena in twenty minutes." He coldly demanded before stalking out
of the doorway and Danica finally let the rest of
her tears fall down her cheeks.
Her entire body shook from head to toe as she slowly stood up from the bathroom
floor once again. She looked down, see her own blood staining the white tiled
bathroom floor, and felt the chunks rise in her throat as she quickly ran over
to the toilet. She barely made it as she released all of the contents in her
stomach and let the tears flow from her eyes. After vomiting for ten minutes
straight, Danica finally stood up and hobbled out of
the bathroom, wincing with every step she took. The pain was worse than anything
she'd ever felt in her life, even in the ring.
She didn't even say a word to David, who was finishing getting ready, and
quietly dressed. She slipped a pair of blue panties and matching bra on before
sliding a long sleeved black shirt over her head. She had to find some way to
cover the mean bruises that covered her arms and body from head to toe. A small
cry sounded from her lips when she felt a hand entwine in her hair and yanked
her to her feet, barely shuffling into her jeans. "David, let go of me!" She
cried out in pain, not believing how cruel and cold he was being toward her, and
screamed out when he threw her on the floor.
Danica quickly scrambled to her feet, staring up at
her monster, and felt the sting in her cheek before she could stop him. His hand
hauled back and flew forward, backhanding her across the
face, and David growled out in a low, deadly tone of voice, "What was
that, whore?! Did you JUST tell me to do something?! I'll make you regret
opening that smartass mouth of yours..." He trailed off and started to unbuckle
his belt when a knock sounded at the door. David grumbled under his breath as he
stared down at her long and hard before stating dangerously, "Don't you fucking
move." He then stalked away from her and over to the door, ripping it open, and
narrowed his eyes to slits at the sight of the person on the other side. "What
the fuck do you want?"
"It's none of your business why I'm here, David. I came to see
Danica and I know she's here." John stated in a cool
tone of voice, not liking the look of pure animalistic intentions swimming in
David's eyes.
Danica's heart fluttered at the sound of John's
voice as she slowly stood up on her feet, groaning at the pain, and John heard
it. David had tried to lie to him about her not being in the room, but it wasn't
happening. "Get out of my way, David. Danica!
Danica,
its John!" He shouted in the room as David shoved him away with good
force and John wasn't having any of that.
Making her way to the door, Danica looked into
John's baby blue eyes full of concern and David growled when John shoved him to
the side and ran to her. He noticed the bruise that covered her face instantly
and whipped his head around, glaring hatefully at David, and growled out
angrily, "What the fuck did you do to her, you piece of shit?!"
"John, please don't..." Danica softly pleaded,
wincing when John's fingers brushed across the bruise on her cheek, and shook
his head.
"I'm not going to stand by and watch this happen to you,
Dani. Come on, you're going to the arena with me and then we're going to
figure out what to do about this." John stated in a final tone of voice, causing
David to seethe with rage as he stalked over to John and yanked
Danica by the wrist.
She groaned in pain as David thrust her wrist out, her left hand dangling in
John's face, and his heart broke at the sight of the sparkling diamond ring on
her left ring finger. Danica simply lowered her head
in shame, not wanting to look John in the eyes, and glared up at David as the
man spoke. "She's MY wife and MY property, Cena! She doesn't belong to
Degeneration X anymore! I'm making sure Vince changes the storyline so she can
be MY valet and then when her contract expires, she's going back to Washington
D.C. permanently to be a good little house wife and raise the children we're
going to have." The smug look on David's face was enough for John to want to
kill him, but he resisted.
"Did you marry him willingly, Danica?" John asked,
reaching out to lift her chin with his hand, but David pulled her back, not
wanting her to become brave in front of him all of a sudden. He had broken the
bitch slowly down; especially after their brutal two day honeymoon Vince had
granted them. He would make Danica pay with possibly
her very life if she went back on her word now about not telling a soul what
David had made her do.
Taking a deep, shaky breath, Danica slowly lifted
her head to meet John's eyes, a single tear slowly sliding down her cheek, and
nodded. "Yes." Was all she uttered before adverting her gaze to the floor once
more.
John knew she was lying. Danica's eyes were clearly
crying out to him for help, but if she didn't want it, he couldn't force it on
her. In lightening quick speed, John yanked Danica
from David and planted his hands on her shoulders, staring into her lifeless
amber orbs, and it broke his heart at how dead they looked. He hadn't seen her
in a month, besides in the ring, and even out there, she wasn't herself. He
noticed bruises on her face, arms, legs, thighs, and especially her back. John
didn't tell Danica, but a couple nights prior to
this moment, he had accidentally walked in on her in
the DX shower room. His stomach twisted and turned in knots at the strap marks
that covered her back and he could tell she had been crying. He knew David did
it to her; it was obvious, especially with the cold smirk that adorned the
monster's lips at that moment.
Gripping her shoulders in his hands and locking eyes with hers, John said in a
soft, but serious tone of voice, "I'll be here when you need me." He then
pressed a soft kiss to her forehead before walking out of the hotel room,
knowing he was probably signing her death certificate by leaving her with David,
but she had to come to him for help. He couldn't step in because he knew if he
did, she'd hate him for it.
As Danica watched John leave, she realized that
she'd thrown the best thing that ever happened to her away. David smirked smugly
down at her and patted her shoulder as he whispered in her ear, "Wise choice.
Now bend over so I can reward you for being such a good girl."
John sighed heavily as he walked down the halls of the hotel, wishing he could
find some way to get Danica out of the marriage, but
knew he couldn't. She had made the decision on her own, even though he knew deep
down David had threatened her bodily harm if she hadn't married his ass. Raking
a hand through his short, soft brown hair, John wished there was something he
could do to save her. A whole week without her was killing John inside and
Candice wasn't helping the situation any. She kept badgering him about marriage
and he didn't understand why. Deep down inside his heart, John knew something
wasn't right and he had a feeling Candice was behind the whole
Danica and David marriage.
A few minutes later, John walked inside the DX locker room, his eyes adverting
to the floor as Paul and Michael came running up to him. "Did you find her?"
Michael asked sporadically, worried sick about his fellow member of Degeneration
X. Over the course of the past few months that she'd been in the group, they're
grown close, but over the past week, Danica hadn't
been herself.
"Yeah, I found her and she's...She's not good, man." John said in a low tone of
voice, tears stinging his eyes as he imagined what Danica
was going through with David right now.
"She's supposed to be staying in the suite with us." Paul pointed out, crossing
his massive arms in front of his chest, and John nodded in agreement.
"She's not going to be apart of DX much longer. David is going to Vince and
demanding her to be switched to be his valet and to backstab us in the ring.
They got married..." John finally revealed, hating the words that came out of
his mouth, but he couldn't help it. He despised David and wished the man would
die a slow and painful death.
Quirking a brow up at his fellow member, Paul crossed his arms in front of his
massive chest and said in disbelief, "Come again?"
"She's not apart of the group anymore!" John shouted out, causing both Michael
and Paul to stare at John in shock.
"What aren't you telling us, man?" Michael asked, knowing there was more to the
story, and raked a hand through his long, light brown hair in frustration.
Taking a deep, shaky breath, John looked at his members and said, "I don't know
how and I don't know why, but somehow, I have a feeling Candice has something to
do with all of this. I've seen her and David huddled in a corner talking quietly
a few times, but I've never questioned her about it."
"Back up a minute, Cena." Paul stated, not understanding what his member was
talking about. John was leaving a huge portion of the details out and it was
starting to aggravate him a bit. "Start from the beginning."
"Do you remember when I told you guys about that night that
Danica and I met up at the club and danced together?" John asked,
causing Paul to quirk his eyebrow, and John mentally kicked himself because he'd
completely forgot to tell Paul about it.
Folding his arms in front of his chest, Paul stared hardening at John and
demanded in a cool tone of voice, "What happened, John?"
Sighing heavily and raking a hand through his hair, John closed his eyes as his
head dropped and said, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you, Paul. I told Mike over here
and completely forgot to tell you."
"Well now would be the perfect opportunity to clue me in, John." Paul spat back
at him angrily, not believing his member was keeping something from him about
Danica. They were a team in and out of the ring.
"After that kiss in the ring I gave her on her debut to coming to the group,
something erupted inside of me. I can't explain it and I'm not even sure I wanna
attempt to. All I know is that I don't feel the same way for Candice that I do
for Danica. My feelings for
Dani go way beyond what they should, especially now that she married that
asshole. I'll get to that in a minute though." John explained, giving them a
little history on why the dance transpired in the first place. After taking
another deep breath, he continued, "A couple nights after the thing in the ring,
I met Danica at a club. Well actually, she was there
by herself and I happened to be there. Anyway, I bought her a drink and she
ended up dragging me on the dance floor. I don’t know why, but something tells
me that Candice or David might’ve been there that night and caught us.”
Paul was quiet for a few moments, trying to recollect in his mind everything his
young member of DX was telling him. When he finally looked up from the floor and
stared at both of his members, he simply stated emphatically, “Well then we
better get crackin’ and figure out what the fuck is going on with
Danica before its too late.”
Chapter 9
After strategizing with his fellow DX team members,
John finally came to the conclusion that Candice was indeed involved with David.
It made perfect sense and all the pieces of the puzzle fit together. John
decided to give it a trial run and walked inside the Staples Center the
following week for Monday Night RAW. His mind was focused on finding one person
and that was Candice Michelle. He walked down hall after hall and even asked a
few of the Divas if they’d seen her anywhere. All their replies were a simple
no.
An hour passed and still nothing, which was causing John to become frustrated.
‘Maybe she’s not coming tonight.’ He thought and rounded the corner, immediately
regretting it. There she was, standing outside David’s dressing room, and her
giggles echoed down the hallway. John instantly jumped to the side, out of
sight, and listened intently to their conversation, hoping something would come
out to help him get Danica out of the marriage.
“David, are you sure this is really necessary? I mean, you could bruise her
pretty little face.” Candice chastised playfully, running a hand through her
long, brunette hair, and David smirked down at her knowingly.
His hand reached out, taking a strand of hair, and twirled it around his finger
as he replied huskily, “You just worry about that pretty boy of yours and leave
the bitch to me. She won’t go NEAR John as far as I’m concerned and I’ve already
had the discussion with Vince.”
“Did he really go for it?” Candice asked, hope
shining in her eyes, and squealed with delight when David nodded his head in
response. They were deep into the arena so nobody could hear them, or so they
thought.
A low, deep chuckle escaped David’s lips as he nodded and replied, “Yeah, he
did. At first, he didn’t, but…I PERSUADED him to change his mind, if you catch
my drift.” He winked down at her, causing an evil giggle to sound from Candice’s
lips.
“You are an evil, evil man, David Batista, but I LOVE it!” She exclaimed and
took his face in her hands, bringing it down to hers, and their lips met in a
rough, passionate kiss. John felt the chunks rising in his throat as he peeked
around the corner, watching their movements, and couldn’t believe what he was
hearing. He decided not to walk away quite yet, wondering if they would say
anything else.
Candice broke the mean lip lock she’d forced on David, trying to fix her
lipstick, and smiled up at him as she said, “I can’t tell her how much I’ve
enjoyed this masterful plan of yours. I have John wrapped around my little
finger and you now have Danica under full control.
There’s NO way they’ll ever get together now.”
“If John knows what’s good for him, he’ll forget Danica
ever existed. I own her now. Even though I had to force her into marrying me by
causing her little sister bodily harm if she refused my offer, it was still
worth seeing the hurt in her eyes.” David stated, the deadly intentions in his
eyes as he licked his lips hungrily, wondering what would’ve happened had
Danica refused to marry him.
“Isn’t her sister like…a teenager or something?” Candice asked curiously,
running her finger down his rock hard, chiseled chest, and licked her lips
seductively up at him as her eyes twinkled with pure delight.
David nodded in agreement and groaned as he closed his eyes, “Yeah and she’s
almost as beautiful as Danica is too. I know she’d
be a good tight fuck.”
Shaking his head and feeling the anger welling up in his body, John remained
standing behind the wall, eavesdropping on David and Candice’s conversation, and
finally found the final piece of the puzzle he was looking for. ‘He threatened
her little sister?’ He thought, his fists clenched angrily and his knuckles were
turning ghostly white.
“How old is she, Davey baby?” Candice cooed to him, her hands caressing his
chest, and gasped when he gripped her arms tightly in his hands.
His eyes suddenly took over a dangerous color of brown, a dark, clouded brown,
and Candice gulped nervously. “She’s sixteen.” He growled out in response and
pulled Candice into his dressing room, slamming the door behind him.
“SIXTEEN?!” John whispered exasperatedly to himself,
not believing David would touch such an innocence,
and finally walked down the hall, toward the door of the monster’s locker room.
He pressed his ear to the door, feeling even sicker to his stomach as moans and
groans flowed into it. John couldn’t listen to it anymore as he pulled away from
it, his anger going off the charts, and stalked away. ‘I’ll make her WISH she’d
NEVER laid eyes on me!’ He thought angrily, cracking his knuckles, and made his
way back to the DX locker room.
Meanwhile, Danica was back at the hotel, staring out
into the night, and let the silent tears slowly slide down her cheeks. She
couldn’t believe the predicament she’d gotten herself into, but had no choice in
the matter. If anything ever happened to her little sister,
Danica would never forgive herself for it. If being with a monster and
getting raped for the rest of her life would save Danielle’s life, then it was
worth it. David had promised to leave her sister alone, as long as she agreed to
marry him and Danica prayed he kept his word.
The girls’ mother, Cindy, was an alcoholic and died early in life. A failed
liver ended her life and the girls were very young. Danielle was only seven
while Danica was in her teen years. They were ten
plus years apart, but loved each other deeply. After their mother’s death, the
girls were separated and sent to separate foster homes. Their father had
abandoned them right after Danielle was born.
Danica knew their father and hated him for what he
did. He was a drunk just like their mother and would beat on Cindy every night
when he came home from work. Luckily, he didn’t hit Danica
or tried anything with Danielle. Danica was actually
glad when their father walked out on them, but her mother felt the opposite.
Cindy buried herself in whiskey and vodka, finally keeling over one night on
Danielle’s seventh birthday. She was pronounced dead of liver failure as well as
severe alcohol poisoning.
When Danica turned eighteen, the foster home she was
in, which was the fifth one she’d been sent to over the past couple years of her
childhood, threw her out on the streets. Danica was
grateful for her freedom and immediately went in search of her sister, who was
twelve years old now. She found her after months and months of searching,
immediately adopting her, and together, the sisters survived and relied on each
other. They were two sisters who stuck by each other no matter what life threw
at them and Danica was very proud of all her baby
sister had accomplished.
Danielle was sixteen years old now while Danica was
twenty four and blossoming into a beautiful young woman. She had straight, long
black hair that came from their father while Danica
had her honey blonde color, which came from her mother. The girls both had those
amber colored orbs that were mesmerizing and they each called the other
Dani. Danielle was a senior in high school,
graduating in the summer, and Danica vowed she
wouldn’t miss it, even if she had to run away to do so. Her thoughts were cut in
half when a knock sounded at her hotel door and Danica
wondered who it could be.
“LET ME GO!” She screamed, trying to wrench and twist her arm out of this man’s
hand, but it was no use. Danielle was truly terrified at the size of this
monstrous man and wished he would just leave her alone.
Hearing her sister’s screams, Danica immediately
rushed over to the door and threw it open, staring up at Glenn Jacobs, who had a
firm hold on her baby sister’s arm. Danica gulped
nervously as she crossed her arms in front of her chest and asked, “Glenn, what
are you doing with my sister?”
“So it is true then.” Glenn mumbled under his breath and looked down at the
young vixen that he was holding onto. “Sorry.” He added, releasing her upper
arm, and smiled apologetically at Danica. “I
thought…” He trailed off, trying to think of something to say, but he was
stumbling over his words idiotically.
Simply waving him off and staring at her baby sister in shock,
Danica raised her eyebrow and asked, “What are you
doing here, Danielle?”
“I came to see you. I’ve missed you and I was wondering why you weren’t coming
home every week to see me.” Danielle replied, biting her bottom lip, and ran a
hand through her long, flowing black hair that poured down her back and hugged
around her waist.
Tears instantly welled up in Danica’s eyes as she
pulled her baby sister in her arms, knowing it was dangerous for her to be
there, especially with the whole marriage situation with David. “Shit!”
Danica whispered frantically as she released her
sister and quickly stated as she planted her hands on her sister’s shoulders,
“Listen to me, Danielle. You can’t be here right now. You have to go before he
returns.”
“I-I don’t understand…” Danielle trailed off, seeing the absolute fear in her
sister’s eyes, and her own tears welled up, fearing that something bad had
happened to her big sister. “Danica, what’s going
on?” She questioned, crossing her arms in front of her chest, and Glenn was
starting to wonder what was going on as well.
“You CAN’T be here! He’ll hurt you! You have to go, NOW!”
Danica shouted at her, not meaning to, but the panic in her voice was all
Danielle needed to hear.
Staring at her big sister, not believing how much fear was in her eyes, Danielle
shook her head as she stated, “I’m not going anywhere without you,
Danica! I refuse to allow whoever has been hurting
you to continue it! If he hurts you, he can hurt me too!”
By now, tears were pouring down her cheeks as Danica
raked a hand through her hair, wishing she could go with her sister, but knew
there would be Hell to pay if she did. “I can’t go with you. I have to stay
here, Danielle. Please, just trust your big sister and leave.”
Danica’s voice was so low and demanding, causing
tears to fall down Danielle’s eyes as she started to cry hysterically.
“What’s going on!? Why are you treating me like
this?! I love you and I miss you, Danica and you’re
treating me like shit! What’s going on!?” Danielle
cried harder, wishing her sister wouldn’t push her away so hastily and coldly.
Placing her hands on her baby sister’s shoulders and staring deep into her amber
colored eyes that were mirror images of her own, Danica
stated in a calm, cool tone of voice, “Danielle, listen to me…” Before she could
finish, a familiar voice sounded behind both of them.
“Perhaps I can be some assistance as well as…her.” John stated as he shoved a
broken looking Candice in the room and kicked the door shut behind him.
Chapter 10
“Man, do you really think she’s worth doing all of this for?” Michael asked his
partner in crime, Paul, who was standing outside the arena building. The show
had ended two hours prior to this moment and both were waiting for their prey to
walk out the back door.
Paul sighed deeply as he nodded his head, knowing how much John cared for
Danica, and somehow, he knew she felt the same way.
After John explained to them what he’d witnessed in the hallway and the
conversation between David and Candice, Paul was more than obliged to go through
with John’s idea. He knew John was at the hotel at that moment, after kidnapping
the stupid bitch, and now it was their turn to carry out the remainder of the
plan. Candice had dug herself such a deep and big hole that Paul knew she
wouldn’t be able to crawl out of without paying for her sins against his fellow
team members, John Cena and Danica. What also made
Paul want to go through with this second part of the plan was when John told him
exactly how David FORCED Danica to marry him.
“After what you heard from John about David threatening
Danica’s little sister, don’t you think this is worth it for a sixteen
year old?” Paul retorted to his best friend, who tapped his chin in thought, and
finally agreed with Paul.
“I honestly don’t know what I would do if the tables were turned and it was MY
little sister that…that…” Michael couldn’t find the words to speak, especially
since he was a born again Christian.
Chuckling at his best friend and shaking his head, Paul simply finished the
statement, “Dickhead?”
“Yeah that, what you said, threatened.” Michael finished, causing Paul to laugh
softly as he shook his head at his best friend.
Patting his shoulder with his hand, Paul sighed heavily as he tried to regain
his composure from laughing so hard, “Man, just leave the vulgarity to me.”
“You got it. It’s a lot harder not being able to say…what you said.” He
stuttered in reply and that sent Paul over the edge in laughter again.
He immediately closed his mouth tightly shut when the back door of the arena
opened and Paul’s hazel eyes instantly narrowed to dangerous slits. A soft
giggle flowed through the midnight air and into Paul and Michael’s ears as they
witnessed a ring rat on David’s arm. They decided to wait it out before pouncing
on the son of a bitch who had tried to ruin two members of Degeneration X’s
lives. David smirked down at the little vixen he’d picked up earlier on in the
ring. She had been eyeing him up and down throughout the entire match and the
huge jugs she had attached to her chests that were supposed to be her breasts
caused David to immediately nab her before someone else did.
The ring rat giggled mischievously as she whispered something vulgar in David’s
ear, causing a groan to escape his lips, and took her wrist in his hand. He
twirled her around as she hit his chest with a small thud, staring down at her
with his hungry brown eyes, and the ring rat licked her lips seductively in
response. “Baby, you have NO idea what you’ve just started.” David growled in
her ear as he twisted her around and pushed her against the trunk of his car.
The ring rat suddenly realized what was happening and started to move away from
him, but David had her planted firmly in front of him with her big ass bending
up to face him.
“W-Why don’t we wait until we arrive back at the arena, baby?” The ring rat
suggested, trying to keep the fear out of her voice, but it wasn’t happening.
David was starting to hurt her a little as he gripped
the right side of her hip and had ripped her skirt off of her. He licked his
lips when he seen she wasn’t wearing any panties and shook his finger in front
of her face.
“Naughty little bitch are you. Oh baby, just relax and enjoy the ride I’m about
to take you on. Are you ready for the Animal, baby? Are you ready to get the
shit fucked out of this sweet anal pussy of yours?” David grunted in her ear and
the ring rat drifted her eyes shut, especially when his hand collided with her
ass, and that caused her eyes to pop open instantly.
“No…No I don’t want this anymore! Please, just let me
go!” She started pleading with him, not liking this side of The Animal, and
tried to turn around. She got a backhand to the face for her trouble, causing a
loud, painful cry to sound from her lips, and David suddenly turned violent.
Gripping her by the back of her black hair and yanking back on it, after turning
her around, David whispered sadistically in her ear, “Stand there and be the
good little slut you are or I’ll make this the WORST and most PAINFUL experience
of your LIFE!”
Paul and Michael felt sick to their stomachs as they watched David drop his
pants and started to enter the ring rat. They finally looked at each other and
nodded, coming out of the shadows, each carrying a weapon of choice. Paul had
the sledgehammer while Michael held a steel silver baseball bat. “Release the
girl right now, Batista.” Paul stated in a cool, dangerous tone of voice.
The tears poured from the woman’s eyes as David released her roughly, causing
her to fall to the concrete parking lot below, and immediately scrambled away
from him. David slowly turned his head around, glaring hatefully at the two
members that formed the group of Degeneration X. A sick, sadistic laugh rumbled
from his chest as David slowly turned around, his pants still dropped, and
crossed his arms in front of his massive chest. The weapons they were holding
didn’t scare him one bit as he shook his head, wondering what they were going to
do with those. Paul glared at him along with Michael, not
phased in the least by David’s evil laughter, and nodded at the woman,
who quickly ran away from the scene.
“I’m not in the mood to play, boys.” David stated nonchalantly, acting like
their presence wasn’t disturbing him in the least, and didn’t realize he’d just
fed himself to the predators.
A large smirk spread across Paul’s lips as he raised the sledgehammer up,
staring at it somewhat in a trance, and finally dropped it down as he stared at
David long and hard before replying swiftly, “Believe me, David, we’re not here
to play.” Without any warning, Paul lunged at David and plowed the sledgehammer
right in his ribs as deep as he could.
A loud cry sounded from David’s lips as he dropped to his knees, holding his
abdomen tightly, the sickening crunch of sledgehammer meeting abdomen echoing in
his mind. He could feel his ribs snapping in half one by one and knew they
weren’t here to play any longer. He tried to get up, but it was Michael’s turn
to have some fun. Jumping in the air and holding the baseball bat above his
head, Michael brought it down on David’s back, the sickening thud echoing in the
night from the collision of bat meeting back.
Paul and Michael started beating the living Hell out of David, making him bleed
from the mouth and all pores of his body. The number of sledgehammer and
baseball bat shots to David’s body was lost after number twenty. By the time the
two founding members of Degeneration X was through, David face was covered in a
mask of blood. He lay on the parking lot asphalt bleeding profusely, and was
unconscious. Paul and Michael’s hands were covered in blood as well as the front
of their T-shirts as they looked each other, satisfied with their handy work.
Bending down so Paul’s mouth was near David’s ear, he said in a dangerous and
deadly voice, “If you EVER come near Danica or her
baby sister again, we won’t stop until you’re fuckin’ dead. Remember that the
next time you threaten a woman to marry you by using her teenage sister as
leverage, you pathetic bastard.” For good measure, Paul rammed the sledgehammer
in David’s ribs one last time before the members walked away, not caring if
David lived or died.
*~*~*
Candice stood in the middle of the room, looking like she was either going to
piss herself or pass out from pure fright. Her hair was ragged and there was
pure fear pouring from her eyes as she looked from one person to the other.
Danica stared at her hard,
eyes narrowed, and wondered what Candice had to do with this entire situation.
Danielle had her arms crossed over her chest as she stared at the WWE Diva,
having a bad feeling in the pit of her stomach just like her big sister. Even
though they were years apart, they felt what the other was feeling, like twins
did, even though they weren’t.
“What’s going on, John?” Danica asked after a few
moments of silence, her eyes never leaving Candice. In the back of her mind
however, Danica couldn’t help, but worry about David
coming back to the room any second. “David is going to be back any second and if
he finds you here…”
John held his hand up, silencing Danica’s fears with
a wave of his hand, and pushed Candice further into the room as he stated
heatedly, “Tell her, Candice. Tell her why she shouldn’t worry about poor
defenseless David anymore.” His voice dripped pure venom and
Danica could see it clear as day in his eyes that
something bad had happened to her husband.
Running a hand through her hair, Danica sighed
heavily as her eyes adverted to the floor, “What did you do to him?” Her voice
held fear and Danielle could feel it as she grabbed her sister’s hand, not
understanding what was going on.
“Danica, who are these people?”
Danielle finally spoke, staring the huge man in front of her up and down
skeptically, and then her eyes went to the beautiful woman. She was almost as
beautiful as her big sister…almost.
Candice quirked a brow up at the little girl and knew instantly who she was. She
bit her bottom lip, trying hard not to laugh, but John caught it. He ripped back
on her hair, causing a small cry to sound from her lips, and pushed her to the
floor on her knees as he growled angrily, “What the fuck is so damn funny,
Candice?!”
“John please, don’t hurt her…”
Danica immediately interjected, walking over to him, and slowly placed
her hand on his, the hand that was holding Candice’s hair tightly.
The look in Danica’s golden amber eyes and the life
starting to shine through them again caused John’s grip on Candice’s hair to
loosen. He was transfixed on Danica as he reached
his hand up, gently caressing her swollen cheek, and felt the anger welling up
in his body again. Danica smiled as the tears slowly
filled her eyes, staring into his beautiful blue eyes she’d missed staring into,
and bit her bottom lip. John sighed when a single tear slid down her cheek and
wiped it away with his thumb, trying hard not to take her in his arms, but he
couldn’t help it. Pulling her into his arms, John sighed deeply as he stroked
her back with his hands, trying his best to comfort her the best way he knew
how.
Scoffing in disgust and starting for the door, Candice stood up from the floor
and backed away from them as she stated wickedly, “You’ll both regret ever
laying a hand on me and being with each other! Or did you forget that she’s
married to David, Johnny baby?” The evil cackle flowed from her mouth like
liquid fire, spitting right in John and Danica’s
face, and that was all John could take.
In lightening quick speed, John flew over to Candice, taking her by the arms,
and shoved her back on the floor. His form towered over her, showing her with
his eyes just how angry he truly was, and for the first time, Candice started to
show some sort of emotion. He had kidnapped her back at the arena, right after
going over the plan with DX, and hoped his members carried it out without any
problems. Slowly bending down so John was eye to eye with the slut who had kept
him away from the true love of his life, John stated in a cocky tone of voice,
“Oh Candice, tsk tsk tsk,
you have NO idea what you’ve gotten yourself into. Davey boy won’t be able to
save you either after MY friends of a certain group get through with him!”
Tears instantly slid down Candice’s face as her hands trembled, her entire body
shaking from head to toe, and sobbed out, “What did you do to him, you
bastard!?”
Before John could answer her question with another demonic answer,
Danica’s hotel room door flew open, and her jaw
dropped at the sight of Paul and Michael. They were covered in blood and as
Danica looked closer, she realized it wasn’t their
own. Danielle had to look away, not liking the sight of blood very much, while
Candice started crying hysterically, knowing exactly whose blood was on them.
John smirked at his friends as they butted knuckles, knowing the plan worked
perfectly, and walked over to Danica as he took her
face in his hands.
“It’s over, Dani. It’s finally over.”
Little did they both know that the war wasn’t over.
It had only just begun.
Chapter 11
After Paul and Michael took their showers and dressed, everyone sat in a circle
in the living room part of the hotel suite. Candice sat in the middle of it,
scared to death because she was in the presence of all four members of her
enemy. John had his arm around Danica’s shoulders,
who was still shaking from head to toe, especially
after Paul and Michael explained to her what they’d done to her husband. The
tears spilled down her cheeks as she hugged the founding members of Degeneration
X, thanking them profusely, and now here they were, sitting in a circle, glaring
at John’s ex-girlfriend. Danielle was so confused and didn’t know what was
happening, but she wasn’t about to leave without an explanation from her big
sister.
The silence was deafening so Danielle finally decided to break it as she turned
to face her big sister. “I want to know what’s going on,
Danica. Who are all these people and why are we sitting in a circle
staring daggers at this…woman?” She questioned, causing
Danica to sigh deeply as she looked up into John’s blue eyes, and knew
she had to tell her little sister the truth.
Danica held up her left hand, showing the glistening
diamond that adorned her left ring finger, and watched as her little sister’s
eyes shot open in shock. Danielle tried to say something, tried to get her brain
to think of one thing to say, but nothing was coming out. Tears slowly slid down
Danica’s cheeks as she dropped her hand on her lap
and finally said, “I’m married, Danielle and it’s not willingly either.”
“What do you mean?” Danielle asked, her own tears burning her eyes, knowing
Danica would never get married without her unless
there was a reason behind it.
John saw Danica getting upset over the whole
situation and decided to speak up. “She was forced to marry a co-worker of
ours.”
Becoming more confused than ever, Danielle ran a hand through her raven colored
hair and asked, “What do you mean forced? What’s going on!?”
She shouted, the frustration building up rapidly inside of her body, and it was
killing Danica inside and out. How was she going to
tell her little sister exactly how David forced her to marry him?
“I…I can’t do this…” Danica breathed out, the
emotions too harsh for her to handle, and stood up from the couch that her and
John were sitting on. Candice was sitting on the floor with her knees crouched
up to her chest while Paul and Shawn sat at the other couch. Danielle was
sitting in the chair that was connected to the couch that
Danica and John were sitting in. “I just…I need some time…” She added and
trailed off again before walking out of the living room and into the bedroom,
shutting the door quietly behind her.
Deciding to give her some time to herself as requested, John stayed put on the
couch and looked over at Danielle, seeing the fear in her eyes. John patted the
seat beside him, encouraging the teenager to come sit beside him, and cracked a
smile when she did. “What do you like to be called?” He asked her, making her
look down as a rosy red blush started caressing her cheeks.
“Dani…We both like to be called
Dani.” She replied shyly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, and
John nodded as he looked up at his friends.
“I want to talk with Dani alone for a little while.
So why don’t you take the trash out.” John suggested, staring hardening at
Candice, and seen the tears slide down her cheeks. “Wait…” He called out before
Paul and Michael could drag Candice out of the hotel room and looked down at
Danielle. “I’ll be right back.” He then stood up from the couch after she nodded
in response at him and walked over to his friends before staring down at his
ex-girlfriend. “I want to ask you one thing.”
Sniffling a little and wincing at the tight grip DX had on her, Candice looked
up at John with a quivering lip and whispered, “What?”
Getting closer to her face and barely touching nose to nose, a smirk curved his
lips as he asked, “Was it worth it? Was all of this, hurting
Danica I, was it REALLY
worth it, Candice?”
She didn’t answer. Instead, her head lowered in shame and John shook his head as
he looked at Paul and Michael. He nodded his head at them, telling them to take
her away and shut the door behind him as he turned around and walked over to
Danielle. He sat down next to her, taking her small hand in his own, and said,
“Your sister isn’t going to come out for awhile and for good reason so why don’t
we talk. You can ask me anything and I’ll answer you truthfully, no matter
what.”
“Fine then you can tell me what’s going on and why my sister is married to a
wrestler.” Danielle stated, getting down to brass tactics, and right to the
point.
Running a hand through his soft, brown hair, John squeezed her hand a little and
stated, “You really wanna know, don’t you.” It wasn’t a question, just a simple
fact of life, and the look in Danielle’s eyes told him the entire story.
Licking her lips nervously and biting her bottom lip, Danielle crossed my arms
in front of her chest and said, “Ever since I was little,
Danica has always been there for me. The age difference between us never
mattered. When we were little, our mother died of liver failure. She was an
alcoholic, just like our father, who abandoned us when
Danica was a little girl and I was first born.
Danica didn’t tell me everything that happened, but…” She trailed off,
the tears burning her eyes, and looked up at him with tear filled eyes. “I know
he hurt her.” Danielle whispered and licked her lips as she shook her head
before looking down at the floor, and let the tears flow down her cheeks.
“What happened after your mother died?” John quietly asked, not believing how
much she was opening up to him.
Sniffling a little and trying her best to stop the tears from falling, Danielle
looked up at John and replied, “We were placed in separate foster homes. I
must’ve gone through at least ten of them and Danica
told me she’d been to at least five. When she turned eighteen, she searched all
over the country to find me and when she did, she adopted me immediately and
took me far away and raised me. Now please, tell me what’s going on with my
sister, John. I need to know.”
John nodded, knowing she had the right to hear everything
Danica had been through in the past few months. Taking a deep breath,
John began the long story, “The man who she was forced to marry is named David
Batista. They dated for an extensive amount of time.”
“Wait a minute, Danica never told me anything about
a relationship with anyone.” Danielle piped in, not recalling any phone
conversation mentioning this David between her and sister and herself.
This sparked John’s curiosity as his eyebrow raised,
wondering why Danica hadn’t mentioned David to her
little sister, and thought out loud. “I wonder why she didn’t tell you about
him. They dated for around five months I think.”
“That’s so strange. Why would Danica keep something
like that from me?” Danielle asked, more to herself
than John, but didn’t realize she’d said it out loud.
“I’m not sure, but let me finish the entire story and then maybe we can figure
it out.” John suggested, causing Danielle to nod in response, and he started
telling her about everything. “After I kissed her in the ring, something
happened and I didn’t understand it. It wasn’t just the fact that I’d kissed he
either, it was something inside me that came out, something I didn’t even feel
with Candice. Anyway, we met in a club a few days later and when we danced that
night at the club, something sparked inside of me and I couldn’t understand what
it was. All I knew was that I wanted your sister, but two obstacles were in the
way.”
“How did they find out about you and my sister?” Danielle asked, making it sound
like they cheated on their spouses, but that wasn’t the case at all. It was a
simple dance that sparked into something more.
John shook his head as he ran a hand through his hair and replied, “I’m still
not sure. Candice and David won’t talk and it’s making this situation so much
worse than it needs to be.”
“Please go on.” Danielle quietly urged, wanting to hear the rest of the story
John was telling her.
“Anyway, after that night at the club, we went back to being co-workers and
nothing sparked from it. I don’t know why, but I never saw her except in the
ring and when I did, she wasn’t herself. The light and life in her eyes was gone
and I started noticing faint bruises on her body. They became more frequent each
night and one night, I accidentally walked in on her on the shower, but she
didn’t see me. She had this huge bruise on her back and right then and there, I
knew something wasn’t right. I started putting the pieces together, especially
when I found out she’d gotten married, and it suddenly became clear. What got me
was how he forced her into marrying him though.” John explained and looked up
into Danielle’s eyes, which were full of unshed tears as they
brimmed her eyelids. Not sure if he should go on or
not, John let the silence overtake the room for a few moments and Danielle broke
it.
“What did that monster say to her to make her marry him?” Danielle asked,
locking eyes with John’s baby blue orbs, and just the look in them told her he
knew the reason. The hesitation shone in his eyes, causing Danielle to panic a
little, so she grabbed his hand. “Please tell me.”
Sighing heavily and staring into her pleading orbs, John knew he couldn’t keep
the truth from her. They were the same hypnotizing color as
Danica’s, which made it even harder to tell her. Squeezing her hand a
little and pulling his gaze away from Danica’s
little sister, John replied, “He forced her to marry him…by threatening to harm
someone special in her life.”
Danielle could feel her heart start thudding against her chest and her pulse
began to quicken. The fear was rapidly filling her eyes as she slowly sat up
from the couch, never taking her eyes from John, and looked toward the bedroom
door. John didn’t even have to tell her who that special person was because she
already knew it and dropped to her knees as she began to sob violently. “It was
me. He threatened me. He used me as leverage to force her into marrying him!”
Danielle cried, burying her face in her hands, her entire body shaking from head
to toe, and her shoulders were slumped in defeat.
John couldn’t help it as he went to her side, pulling the trembling little girl
in his arms, and tried in vain to calm her down. He stroked her back lovingly
with his hand, the sobs tearing through her body breaking his heart in two, and
knew she needed this release. He hated the fact that he had to be the one to
tell Danielle exactly why her sister was married to David, but also knew
Danica would never tell her. The opening of the
bedroom door made him look up, seeing a very distraught and heart broken
Danica staring before him, and immediately moved
away from Danielle. Danielle looked up at her big sister for the first time, the
tears flowing down her cheeks like two raging streams, and the guilt overflowed
Danielle as she shook her head.
“I’m so sorry, Danica! He used me to get to you! He
used me to force you into submission!” Danielle sobbed out uncontrollably, her
voice trembling as well as her entire body.
Danica couldn’t take it anymore as she dropped to
her knees, taking her baby sister in her arms, and started sobbing along with
her. The two girls held onto each other for dear life, not wanting to let the
other go, and John knew this wasn’t his place. He knew David was probably in
intensive care at the local hospital, knowing the kind of destruction Paul and
Michael were capable of, and decided to take his leave. He slowly walked over to
the door and opened it, taking one last longing look back at the sisters, and
walked out, the door closing quietly shut behind him. As he walked down the hall
of the hotel, John wondered if what his friends had done to Candice. He still
had so many questions to ask her and knew DX wouldn’t hurt her too bad.
Just as John rounded the corner, he didn’t see the steel chair coming at him
until it was too late. The sickening thud of steel meeting skull echoed off the
walls of the hallway as John fell to the floor, falling into unconsciousness. A
small trickle of blood flowed down his forehead and onto the carpet of the
hallway, seeping into it, and before his eyes closed, he got a glance at who
just struck him with the weapon. ‘He’ll…pay…for this…’ John thought incoherently
before falling into the darkness of unconsciousness while his attacker fled the
scene.
Chapter 12
Paul and Michael walked into the DX suite, trying to decipher what had
transpired in Danica and David’s room. They knew
John was going to tell Danielle the history between Danica
and the WWE, hoping it went well for both parties. Danica
would never tell her little sister so DX knew John had to be the unfortunate one
to do so. Paul stretched his arms in the air, groaning at the tightness his
muscles gave off, and sighed deeply as he thought about his own life and
problems. It seemed as though Stephanie had cheated on him, but he didn’t know
with who.
The baby girl she’d had a few months prior to this day and time was his because
he’d gotten a paternity test to find out for sure if the baby was indeed his or
not. It came back as his, much to Paul’s relief, but at the same time, he was
disappointed because he knew his marriage to the Billion Dollar Princess was
over with. Paul loved his little girl, but not enough to stay with her cheating
mother. He didn’t know who Stephanie screwed or how many guys for that matter.
He honestly didn’t care either because all that mattered to him was his daughter
and fighting for rights to see her.
“So, did you find out exactly how many guys Stephanie slept with behind your
back?” Michael asked casually, his hand on the door handle of the DX suite, but
didn’t open it quite yet.
Crossing his arms in front of his chest, Paul sighed heavily as he gruffly
replied, “I don’t know and I don’t want to know quite frankly. She’s a slut and
that’s the end of the story. All I care about is Aurora and getting her away
from her slut mother. I refuse to allow my daughter to be around all the guys
Stephanie sleeps with, especially in front of her.” The mere thought caused
Paul’s blood to boil as he clenched and unclenched his fists.
“What are you going to do then, especially with Stephanie’s old man?” Michael
questioned, causing Paul to sigh deeply as he ran a hand through his dishwater
blonde locks, and shook his head.
“I don’t know, man. I don’t have a fuckin’ clue right now.” Paul grumbled as he
shoved past Michael and opened the door, stopping dead in his tracks at
who he seen before him. His hazel eyes narrowed to
slits dangerously and stated in a deadly tone of voice, “What the fuck are you
doing here?”
A mischievous giggle sounded from her lips as she slowly stood up from the chair
she was sitting in and asked innocently, “Now is that any way to treat your
beautiful wife, Paul?”
“Get out right now, Stephanie. I’m NOT in the mood for your shit.” Paul
demanded, pointing his thumb up and throwing it toward the open door, Michael
standing behind him.
Michael could feel the tension was getting thick and decided to break it as he
suggested, “Stephanie, why don’t you leave before you dig yourself a deeper
hole?”
Throwing him a deadly glare that flared up in her huge blue eyes, Stephanie spat
back at him, “Stay the fuck out of this, Michael or else I’ll make you pay like
I’m going to make big nose over here pay.”
“Big nose? That’s better than being open twenty four,
seven.” Paul retorted, smirking as Stephanie’s face
flared up in a red rage.
“You no good bastard! How dare you say that to me!
Take it back!” Stephanie shrieked at him, her voice rising, and Michael was
already covering his ears with his hands.
“Over my dead body, you slut!” Paul growled back,
squaring his shoulders, and immediately backed up when two figures in all black
walked out of opposite bedrooms of the suite.
The one on the left glared at Paul spitefully as he looked over at his partner
in crime, and stated, “Take what you said to MY princess back or pay the price!”
Paul recognized his voice, but couldn’t put his finger on it as he stared
hardening at his wife, not believing how low she had stooped.
Shaking his head at her and sighing heavily, Paul stated in a threatening voice,
“I guess these are your two new lovers. Look, I don’t have time for this shit so
take your lovers back to your room so they can gang bang you while I prepare to
take you to court over Aurora.”
Stephanie’s blue eyes shot out her sockets as a small gasp escaped her lips, not
believing what her soon-to-be ex-husband just said. “You wouldn’t DARE!” She
shouted at him, her voice rising even louder, and Paul groaned as he pinched the
bridge of his nose, feeling a throbbing headache coming on.
He crossed his arms in front of his huge chest, staring daggers back at her, and
retorted, “Why wouldn’t I after you cheated on me with one hundred or two
hundred guys?”
“THAT’S IT! BEAT HIS ASS, RANDY!” Stephanie’s shrilled voice screamed, making it
flow all the way down to Paul and Michael’s bone marrow, and felt the shivers
run throughout their body.
“Randy?!” Paul repeated in shock and watched as he
took off the black mask, along with his accomplice, which was Adam. “Ahh fuck.”
Paul mumbled, not believing he hadn’t seen it before. “So all those times you
told me you and Randy were talking about the future of his career was a lie
every time I caught you two being alone?”
That cocky smirk adorned the lips of Randy as he stared at his mentor, the guy
he looked up to when they were in Evolution together, and placed his arms on his
hips. “Looks like you couldn’t get it up anymore, Paul.” He smugly stated and
that was all Paul could take.
Adam took this opportunity to square things away with the Heartbreak Kid as he
hauled back, cracking him over the head with the chair, and watched as his body
crumbled to the floor. Paul lunged for Randy the same time Adam had hit Michael
in the head with the steel chair, wrapping his hands around the Randy’s throat,
and groaned as he was hit in the back with something hard. Adam towered over him
with a steel chair, which already had a dent in it, and walked over as he bent
down to survey the carnage he’d left behind him. He smirked as he looked over at
Randy, who had picked up Paul’s body and delivered a devastating RKO to Paul,
and was up on his feet like a cat. Both founding members of DX lay prone on the
carpeted floor of the hotel suite and Stephanie was all smiles.
She reached up, caressing Randy’s smooth face with her hand, and brought his
lips down in a fierce kiss that left him breathless. When she pulled back, she
looked down at her husband and said, “Looks like he wasn’t prepared, just like
Johnny boy wasn’t when you cracked him over the head with the same chair, baby.”
“He had it coming, especially after what they pulled with David earlier on
tonight. They better recognize and learn fast that this war is FAR from over and
Danica WILL be back where
she truly belongs.” Randy stated confidently as he looked over at Adam, who was
still staring down at the carnage, and walked over. He patted his partner on the
shoulder and said, “Let’s go get Amy and then head out of town.”
Nodding in response, Adam walked out of the suite, followed by Randy and
Stephanie, and together, they walked out of the hotel together. Nobody noticed
the widened eyes watching their every movement as they quickly ran into the
hotel room, surveying the damage, and shook her head. Quickly whipping out her
cell phone and dialing a number, Danielle couldn’t help, but worry about what
she just seen happen. “Danica,
its your sister. You need to find John immediately. I don’t know what’s
happening, but two men just beat the living Hell out of Paul and Michael.”
*~*~*
A low groan escaped his lips as John’s eyes slowly fluttered open, the white
light stinging his eyesight. He breathed a sigh of relief when it trailed away
and managed to squint his eyes open, staring up at a
beautiful sight. As his eyesight became clearer, he could see the faint tears
sliding down her face and slowly reached a hand up, caressing her cheek gently
with the back of his hand. He wiped away the stray tears with his thumb and her
cheek instantly leaned into his hand, shutting her eyes gently, and took a deep
breath. She enjoyed the touch of his hand on her cheek and slowly opened her
eyes after a few moments, trying hard to stop crying, but it wasn’t happening.
“Shhh don’t cry, sweetheart. I’m fine.” He softly said, taking her small hand in
his own, and squeezed it gently.
“It’s not that.” Danica sobbed out, burying head
face in his chest, and thanked God he was alright. She looked up at him and
immediately started crying harder as the white bandage that was wrapped around
his head stared her in the face.
The look of terror that filled her eyes brought John’s curiosity out as he asked
softly, “What is it, angel? What’s wrong?”
Sniffling a little and dabbing her eyes with a piece of Kleenex that John had
handed to her from his nightstand in the hospital room,
Danica replied quietly, “Paul and Michael were
attacked too. They’re in the room next door to yours, but they haven’t
awaken yet. John, did you see who did this to you?”
Danica asked, causing him to sigh as he closed his
eyes and slowly nodded his head. “Well who was it?”
“They had a black mask on so I couldn’t see their face, but I seen something
that told me who they were.” John replied, trying not to sound crazy, but knew
he’d already felt that way.
Taking his face in her hands and pressing her forehead
gently against his, Danica whispered softly and
said, “Baby, you’re not making any sense. Who was it?” She attempted to
ask again and sighed heavily when John started falling in and out of
consciousness. “No, no John, baby stay with me. No…” Finally giving up and
knowing he had fallen back into unconsciousness, Danica
decided to go get a cup of coffee to keep herself
awake.
On her way to the cafeteria, she ran into her little sister, and pulled her into
her arms instantly. “How are the guys?” She asked Danielle quietly, who simply
shrugged her shoulders in response.
“I don’t know honestly. None of them have moved and its
been two days.” Danielle pointed out, hoping Paul and
Michael woke up soon.
Staring down into her sister’s eyes that were mirror images of her own,
Danica planted a hand on her shoulder and said,
“Don’t worry, they will. Come take a walk with me, I want to ask you something.”
Danielle nodded as she wrapped an arm around her sister’s waist while
Danica’s arm went around her shoulders and together,
they walked into the cafeteria. After getting themselves a cheap cup of coffee
and sitting down at a nearby table, Danica finally
found the courage to speak. “Dani, I want to ask you
something and its okay if you don’t answer.”
“What is it?” She quietly asked, her raven black hair pooling over her shoulders
and down her back in ragged waves. She hadn’t brushed her hair in days, too
worried about other things to be concerned about her looks. That was the last
thing on her mind.
Clearing her throat and taking a sip of her coffee, Danica
looked down in the blackness of the liquid, and finally asked, “Did you see who
did it?”
“Paul and Michael’s beating?” Danielle questioned,
wanting to make sure she was on the same topic as her big sister, and sighed
when Danica nodded in response. “Yeah, I did, but
I’ve never seen them before.” She answered gently, taking a sip of her
cappuccino. She hated regular coffee.
“What did they look like?” Danica urged her little
sister, wanting to find out who the culprits were, and sighed deeply when
Danielle bit her bottom lip. She reached out, taking Danielle’s hand in her own,
and stroked it with her thumb, trying to calm her fears. “It’s okay to tell me,
sweetheart. I just want to know who did it so DX can start preparing for the
worst that’s to come our way.”
Standing up from the table and suddenly turning angry, Danielle shoved the chair
harshly in the table and stated heatedly, “What do you mean DX? Don’t I have a
say in any of this, Danica?!”
“You are going back home, Danielle. It’s not safe for you here right now,
especially now that we know David has friends who are willing to hurt us.”
Danica replied forcefully, but quietly, staring at
her sister with narrowed eyes.
“FUCK THAT SHIT! I’m not going home!” Shrieked Danielle, who ran out of the
cafeteria, not believing her big sister was about to send her home after
everything that had happened. Tears spilled down her cheeks as she arrived
outside of the hospital and leaned against the wall, sliding down it, and buried
her face in her hands. After having herself a good, decent cry, Danielle finally
stood up from the grass, dusted herself off, and
narrowed her eyes at the night sky before her. “I’m not going home.”
Chapter 13
Putting her head in her hands,
Danica let the tears flow down her cheeks, wishing this nightmare that
had became her life ended. She didn’t want to live in fear anymore and keep
running away from David. Sooner or later, she would have to confront him and
when she did, it would be the end of either her or him. Her eyes landed on the
glistening three karat diamond ring that was encrusted on a silver band and
wrapped around her left ring finger, making more tears pour down her cheeks. ‘I
hate him so much.’ She thought and stood up, deciding to go check on her sister,
and hoped Danielle didn’t resent her for her decision.
Danica sighed heavily when she walked outside and
seen her sister standing in the parking lot, looking out at the small lake that
was attached to the hospital. Just in the moonlight, Danica
could see the tears streaking her baby sister’s cheeks and knew she’d hurt her
by yelling at her. She quickly walked over there, completely forgetting about
her own problems for a minute, and stopped to stand beside a crying Danielle. “I
didn’t mean to yell at you.”
“You sure seemed like it so just leave me alone.” Danielle spat back, the
spitefulness evident in her voice, and Danica sighed
even deeper as she racked a hand through her now golden blonde hair. She had
recently dyed it back to her original hair color, the color she’d inherited from
her mother.
Taking her little sister by the shoulders and staring down into her eyes,
Danica gripped them a little harder and stated, “You
don’t know what’s been going on around here, Danielle. You don’t realize that
your life is in danger if you stay here.”
Ripping away from her and staring at her big sister with cold eyes, Danielle
shouted back, “Oh and you think sending me home is going to make things any
fucking better!? I’m safer with you because whoever is after you obviously knows
where you live, where I live!”
Danica was about to say something back to her when
her mind suddenly started to ponder. The words that her little sister had said
sunk into her mind and Danica felt the tears burn
her eyes as the cold reality of the situation came crashing down on her
shoulders. Danielle was right. If she were to be sent home, there was no
guaranteeing that David and his goons would come after her little sister.
Danica was stuck between a rock and a hard place and
didn’t know what to do about this situation.
Taking her little sister’s body in her arms, Danica’s
eyes narrowed to dangerous slits as she silent vowed, ‘They won’t lay one finger
on you, angelface. I swear to it on our mother’s grave.’ They stood like that
for a few moments, each in their own thoughts about the situation, and
Danica finally pulled away as she looked into her
little sister’s eyes. “Nobody is going to hurt you, even if it means protecting
you with my own life.”
The tears spilled down her cheeks freely as Danielle nodded, seeing the intense
seriousness in her sister’s eyes, and wrapped her arms around her waist.
Danica held her little sister, her baby girl to her,
and kissed the top of her head. ‘If he comes near her, I’ll kill him.’ She
thought and closed her eyes, hoping she could back up what she’d silently vowed
and promised her sister.
A few days later, the three members of DX were released from the hospital. They
all had huge, white bandages taped to their foreheads, especially Michael. His
head was actually still wrapped in the huge white gauge bandage, but it was
coming off soon. Danica was keeping Danielle close
to her, watching her like a hawk. When Danica first
told John, Paul, and Michael about her little sister staying on the road with
them, they were immediately objecting. Once she’d gotten out the reasons behind
keeping her baby sister with her at all times, they fully understood and
apologized for snapping on her before letting her say her whole piece.
John grumbled as he sat in his hospital bed, mumbling something under his breath
about hating a wheelchair, and Danica couldn’t help,
but giggle at him. He shot her a deadly glare and growled, “What’s so damn
funny, woman?!”
“Nothing, nothing at all.” She replied, trying
extremely hard to keep her laughter in, but it wasn’t happening. Just the look
in his eyes sent her over the edge in laughter, causing John to shake his head
at her.
He didn’t say another word to her as she sat down beside him, grabbing his hand
in her own, and sighed deeply. John could tell something was bothering her as he
entwined their fingers together, and immediately pulled away when he seen she
still had the ring on her finger. “Why do you still wear it if it means nothing
to you?” He asked, the question burning on his lips, and
Danica looked down at the floor.
“I…I don’t know.” She stuttered out, staring down at the ring that was attached
to her finger, and felt the tears burning her eyes. “I mean, we dated for half a
year and…I loved him…” Danica added, hesitating on
her last three words, biting her bottom lip, and wished she could bring herself
to take the ring off.
“Do you still love him?” John quietly asked, needing
to know the answer to that question, especially if they were going to pursue
this relationship they were currently starting.
Looking up at him through tear filled eyes, Danica
shook her head slowly, “No, not after everything he’s put me through and done to
me. A few months ago, if you asked me if I did, I would’ve said yes in a
heartbeat…” She trailed off, staring down at the ring, and bit her bottom lip as
her fingers wrapped around it. After pulling it off and fingering it on her
pointer finger, Danica looked at him with tears
brimming her eyelids, licked her dry lips, and
finally spoke. “But after everything he’s done to me, the raping, the beatings,
everything, I hate him with a passion worse than death.”
John nodded at her in agreement, feeling the exact same way she did, and held
his arms out to her. “Come here, baby.” He cooed softly, his arms outstretched,
and Danica dropped the ring on the hospital floor as
she walked into his embrace without a second thought. He wrapped his arms around
her trembling body, proud of her for taking the ring off, and kissed the top of
her head. “Everything is going to be alright, Dani.
I promise, I won’t let anything happen to you or your
sister.” He whispered in her ear, causing her to look up into his beautiful blue
eyes, and couldn’t help herself.
Her head leaned forward, pressing her lips to his soft ones in a passionate
kiss, letting a few tears sliding down her cheeks from the corners of her eyes.
John groaned as he held her tighter against his body and pulled her to lie on
top of him as his arms wrapped around her waist. Her hands rested against his
chest and slid up to wrap around his neck. John’s tongue snaked out, slowly
licking her lips, trying to get her mouth to open up to him,
and groaned in satisfaction when she did. His tongue delved in her mouth,
tasting her sweet saliva as it mixed with his own, and slid his hands down from
her waist to cup her ass in them, and gave them a gentle squeeze.
Danica tilted her head to the side, deepening the
kiss even more, and moved her head from side to side, their tongue dueling in a
kiss of seduction and passion of war.
The clearing of a throat behind them caused the kiss to end abruptly as
Danica practically jumped off of him. She landed on
the floor with a thud, causing Danielle to burst out in laughter, along with
Paul and Michael, who were standing behind the giggling teenager. “Did
we…interrupt something?” Paul managed to ask, pursing his lips together tightly,
and was trying so hard not to burst out into laughter.
“Man, shut the fuck up.” John mumbled as he shook his head and looked down at
Danica, who was beat red in the face for getting
caught in a kiss with him. He smirked down at her and winked, which caused
Danielle to laugh even harder, along with Paul and Michael. After their laughter
died down, John became serious as he asked, “Did you get in touch with your
lawyer?”
Paul cleared his throat and nodded, running a hand through his long, blonde
hair, and sighed as he replied, “Yeah, she’ll be at the arena Monday to start
the divorce.”
“You’re really going through with it, Paul?” Danica
asked, worry and concern evident in her voice, and sighed when he nodded. She
walked over to him, wrapped her arms around his waist, and closed her eyes. “I’m
so sorry. I can’t believe Stephanie would do something that cruel.”
Rubbing the back of her hand and taken aback by the sudden hug, Paul couldn’t
help, but feel tender hearted toward this woman. He had been nothing, but a
complete dickhead toward her and here she was, trying to make him feel better.
“Thanks, kid.” He replied gruffly, not much of a hugger, and smiled at her
appreciatively when she broke away. He didn’t want her to think he didn’t
appreciate the gesture because that was far from the truth.
She winked back at him and smiled as she replied, “Anytime.”
Danica then turned to stare at John, who had his
arms crossed in front of his chest, and could see the jealousy
burning in his eyes. She giggled and walked over to
him, sitting down beside him on the bed, and asked coyly, “Is someone jealous?”
“Hell no, girl! Why would I be jealous?” John retorted, causing all four of
their brows to quirk at him, and he immediately grumbled something under his
breath again.
Danielle laughed at him as she shook her head, raking a hand through her hair,
and stated, “You really need to speak up when you talk, John. We can’t hear a
word that’s coming out of your mouth with all that mumbling you’re doing.”
“Smartass.” John mumbled and groaned when
Danica smacked his arm for his troubles. “What the
Hell was that for?!” He demanded, rubbing his arm, which had a faint red mark on
it.
“Watch your mouth in front of my sister and don’t ever call her that again.”
Danica simply stated and stood up from the bed just
as the nurse walked in with the wheelchair. Danica
smirked as an idea popped in her head as she walked over to the nurse, smiling
softly at her, and asked, “Can I wheel him down? I’m sure he’d feel so much more
comfortable if his girlfriend did it.”
The nurse smiled and nodded, handing the wheelchair over to her, and walked out
of the room. Paul nudged Michael’s arm, causing him to nod back in response,
both knowing what Danica had in mind for their
friend. “Poor schmuck.” Michael mumbled under his
breath as Danica helped John in his wheelchair,
knowing this was going to be good.
Five minutes later, John came rolling out of the hospital doors, screaming
profanity at the top of his lungs. Both of the sisters collapsed on the ground,
laughing hysterically, along with Paul and Michael. They couldn’t believe
Danica had ran John into
wall after wall of the hospital, including taking the stairs instead of the
elevator. “Dude, remind me NEVER to piss her off.” Paul stated to his best
friend.
“Don’t worry, man. I will ‘cause I was thinking the
exact same thing.” Michael replied, crossing his arms in front of his chest, and
backed up when John came storming up to them.
Danica finished up laughing, along with her little
sister, and stood up at John as she asked in an innocent, coy tone of voice,
“Are you okay, sweetheart?”
“Just you wait, woman. Just remember, paybacks are a bitch.” He growled at her
before stalking away toward the car, groaning at the pain that radiated from his
head, and wished Paul would’ve taken him up on his offer by knocking him out
with the sledgehammer.
Looking at her little sister, who looked back at Danica,
the sisters burst out into laughter again, knowing they had pissed John off.
Danica wrapped her arm around her little sister’s
shoulders as they headed toward the car and said, “That’s what he gets for
calling my little sister a smartass.”
“But I am one.” Danielle quietly protested, causing Danica
to smirk as she agreed, and winked down at her.
“Let’s keep that little factor our little secret.” Danica
suggested and smiled when Danielle agreed, knowing John would blow a gasket and
take half of the state they were in with him if he found out the truth.
Deciding that all three men were in no condition to drive,
Danica decided to take the first shift of driving,
especially since they had quite a ways to drive. They were in Chicago the
night the men were attacked and the WWE was now somewhere in Wyoming, heading in
the direction to California. Danica decided since
Monday Night RAW was going to be in the Arrow Pond Arena in Anaheim, California
that she would just head there. They would never make it for Smackdown!,
which was the following night, so there was really no point in stopping there.
It would take all weekend to get to Anaheim, but Danica
was ready for the adventure. She smiled when her little sister stole shot gun
from John, who was throwing an absolute fit, until Danica
put him in his place.
“Don’t yell at her again, Jonathan! Just stop whining and sit in the back with
your friends. It’s going to be a long drive and the last thing I want to hear is
your grumbling and bitching.” She’d stated heatedly at him, winking over at her
little sister, and that earned another round of grumbling from John’s mouth.
This long drive was going to be interesting.
Very interesting to say the least.
Chapter 14
After driving fifteen hours straight,
Danica decided it was time for a long overdue rest.
She looked in her rearview mirror, seeing all three members of Degeneration X
sleeping soundly and decided not to disturb them. About a half an hour later, a
hotel came into view and Danica pulled into the
parking lot. Her eyes were droopy and yawns kept escaping her mouth as she put
the car in park, causing everyone to awaken. Danica
smiled sheepishly at all of them as she ran a hand through her hair, hoping they
weren’t angry with her for wanting a little rest.
“Why have we stopped?” The sweet voice of Danielle asked as she rubbed the sleep
from her eyes and nodded when she seen how tired Danica
was. “Never mind, you need some sleep, sis. You look like you’re about to fall
over.”
Paul and Michael looked at Danica as she turned
around, cracking an apologetic smile, and they both smiled at her. “Don’t worry
about it, kid. We’re tired of sitting in the car anyway and
its not like we don’t have the money to spare.” Paul put her fears to
rest as he smiled at her, winking, and Danica
breathed out a huge sigh of relief.
“Yeah, I think sleeping in a bed is just the ticket to get rid of this
migraine.” Michael piped in, not blaming the poor woman for pulling over. She
had been driving for fifteen hours straight and it was time for a rest. They
were somewhere in Nebraska, about to cross the border line into Wyoming. Their
estimated time to arrive at the Arrow Pond Arena in Anaheim, California was two
or three days, depending on traffic.
Smiling softly and appreciatively at Michael, Danica
nodded at him as a long yawn escaped her lips and said, “Thank you both for
understanding.”
“Hey!” John whined, crossing his arms in front of his huge chest with his bottom
lip sticking out. “I don’t mind if we stop either, damn it!”
Danielle giggled as she shook her head and ran her fingers through it as she
stated, “Aww, poor whittle John is jealous.” She loved teasing people and
Danica stared at her little sister, knowing she had
more guts than brains, and knew John wouldn’t do anything harmful to Danielle.
‘Smartass.’ Thought John as he shook his head,
smiling over at Danica, and together,
all five people got out of the huge midnight blue SUV
of John’s. He purchased it while they were in Chicago before being clobbered in
the head by Randy.
Danica and Danielle decided to share a room
together, which caused John to instantly protest. “No,
absolutely not! I refuse to let you out of my sight,
Dani!”
“John, I promise you that nothing will happen to us. We’re women so we don’t
want to share a room with a bunch of smelly wrestlers.”
Danica pointed out to him, wrapping an arm around her baby sister’s
shoulders, who simply smirked at the blue eyed hunk she knew her big sister was
falling for.
Crossing his arms in front of his chest, John stared hardening at the sisters,
not believing they were defying him, and sighed heavily as he finally gave up.
He knew better than to pick a fight with Danica,
especially after all the shit David had put her through over the past few
months, and decided to let it go for now. He sighed heavily as he walked over to
her, pressing his forehead to hers, and whispered mere inches from her lips,
“I’m going to be ONE room away if you need ANYTHING.” He slipped his key card in
her hand and kissed her forehead before walking away, leaving
Danica standing there with his key card lying in her
hand.
Danica turned around as she winked at her little
sister and then stared at the hotel receptionist as she said, “One room please,
two queen sized beds in a suite.”
The receptionist nodded and typed the order into her computer, smiling when she
seen there were several suites available, and looked up from the order form as
she asked, “Do you want one with or without a Jacuzzi? It’s extra for the
Jacuzzi though.” She informed them, not wanting them to think she was trying to
snake more money out of them than normal.
Danielle’s eyes lit up at the mention of the Jacuzzi, but didn’t mention a word,
not knowing how much money her sister actually had. She was shocked when
Danica handed over her credit card and said, “We’ll
take the suite with the Jacuzzi.”
A loud squeal echoed from her mouth as Danielle hugged her sister tightly around
the waist, jumping up and down with joy, and grinned at the receptionist. After
putting the transaction through and handing over the key card, the receptionist
smiled softly and said, “Suite 2959. Enjoy your stay ladies.”
Arm in arm, the sisters walked away graciously, all smiles, and headed up to
their suite. “It’s a good thing we brought our bathing suits.”
Danica pointed out, winking down at her little
sister, who had excitement shining in her amber colored orbs.
The sisters made small talk up to their suite and as soon as they walked in,
Danielle was running toward the bathroom. Danica
couldn’t help, but laugh at her little sister as she set her luggage down and
sat on the bed. Her eyes closed as the memories of the past few months flooded
her and overtook her. She was so in love with David and thought she’d end up
marrying him. He was so gentle with her and gave her the world, but that all
changed when Vince put her with the group of Degeneration X. That’s when the
relationship deflated and turned David into the monster he was today.
Every slap, every hit, every rape and beating he bestowed upon her broke a
little more of Danica’s heart each day that passed.
She longed to be in John’s arms and to feel his warmth and security, especially
when the beatings would commence. Every time David would unbuckle his belt,
unsnap his jeans, and slowly pull it from the loops, Danica
prayed she’d wake up from this nightmare and be in the arms of the man she once
loved instead of this hideous monster. What made the situation even worse was
after David had beaten her within an inch of her life and made her bleed, he
would leave her in the bathroom. That’s where most of the beatings took place
because nobody could hear her blood curdling screams over the pounding shower in
the hotel rooms.
Tears escaped her eyes and flowed down her cheeks as Danica
silently cried, no believing she’d actually trusted David with her heart. She
knew part of this mess was her to blame, but he had no right to raise his hand
to her, let alone his belt. She sniffled a little and reached over, pulling a
piece of Kleenex out of the box that was sitting on the nightstand, and blew her
nose. She hated crying and didn’t want Danielle to see her in the current state
she was in. Dabbing at her eyes a little to get the redness to go away,
Danica sighed as she blew her nose one final time
just as Danielle emerged from the bathroom.
“You aren’t wasting anytime are you, young lady?” Danica
admonished her sister playfully and sighed when Danielle’s smile disappeared
from her face.
Walking over to her sister in her one piece black bathing suit, Danielle sat
down beside Danica and asked softly, “Why were you
crying?”
“I was not crying…” Danica tried to convince her
sister, but it wasn’t happening.
“I heard you in the bathroom, Danica. Don’t lie to
me. I know you too well to know when you’ve been crying.” Danielle argued,
crossing her arms in front of her chest, and waited for her big sister to say
something. Sighing heavily and running a hand through her hair,
Danica closed her eyes and finally broke down. She
put her face in her hands, letting the tears flow down her cheeks like two
waterfalls, and Danielle immediately wrapped her arms around her sister’s
shoulders. “Shhh, it’s okay, sis. God please don’t
cry, beautiful. You know I hate it when you cry.”
Sniffling a little and trying to calm herself down, Danica
looked up into her sister’s worried eyes and said, “I’ve just been through a lot
of shit over the last couple of months so I need to release it once in awhile.
Come on, let’s go into the Jacuzzi.” Danica
suggested, not wanting to think about what had transpired in her life over the
last couple of months. She simply wanted to enjoy having her baby sister with
her on the road.
“Sounds like a plan, beautiful. I’ll go start it up.” Danielle replied softly as
she kissed her sister’s cheek and walked over to the Jacuzzi while
Danica headed into the bathroom to change into her
bathing suit.
A few minutes later, Danica emerged from the
bathroom, wearing a one piece midnight blue bathing suit that was identical to
her little sister’s, and sighed heavily. The faint bruises that were on her
back, arms, legs, and body were fairly visible, which is one of the reasons she
didn’t want to jump into anything sexual with John so soon. She wasn’t ready yet
as she walked over to the Jacuzzi and stuck her hand in the water, moaning
softly at how wonderful it felt. Danielle was already in there, her head leaned
back, and eyes closed, making Danica smile at how
peaceful she looked. Walking up the steps and swinging each leg into the water,
Danica groaned at how great the water felt and
slipped underneath, her eyes instantly closing because of how wonderful it felt.
Danielle popped one eye open and smiled as she seen her big sister and swam over
to her as she said, “Feels incredible doesn’t it?”
“You have NO idea.” Danica groaned back in response
as she sat up a bit in the Jacuzzi, sitting on one of the ledges, and stared at
her little sister for a minute. “So, what did you think of Glenn?”
Quirking her eyebrow truly confused, Danielle crossed her arms in front of her
chest and asked, “Who’s Glenn?”
Danica giggled softly at her sister and ran a hand
through her hair as she answered, “He was that big hunk of muscle that almost
through you out of the hotel on your ass until I opened the door and he had his
arm around your upper one.”
“That prick? I think that’s what he is.
A prick.” Danielle growled back, truly upset for what
Glenn had done to her. Not only had he NOT believed her being
Danica’s sister, but she had a big welt on her upper
arm as proof of his grip.
“Actually…Glenn is actually quite a sweetheart if you get to know him. He’s not
too fond of strangers, but he’ll get used to you in time. Just remember you’re
sixteen and he’s in his thirties.” Danica warned her
little sister, eyeing her skeptically, and smirked when she seen the innocent
look in Danielle’s eyes.
“I’ll remember, mother.” Danielle mocked her playfully and laughed when
Danica lightly splashed her with some of the Jacuzzi
water. Both of their hair was up in a tight high bun, not wanting their hair to
smell like chemicals after getting out. “I have an idea. How about we order some
food and strawberry daiquiris?” Danielle suggested, smirking at the look of
craving in her sister’s eyes, and smiled softly when she agreed.
Danica ended up ordering some strawberries with
whipped cream and chocolate dip, along with the daiquiris (Danielle’s being
virgin because she was under age), chicken strips with extra honey mustard
sauce, and strawberry cheesecake. The sisters loved strawberries and anything
involving them. They ended up drinking their beverages in the Jacuzzi and then
got out when their food arrived. Drying off and slipping on a midnight blue
negligee, while Danielle’s was maroon, the sisters curled up in one of the queen
sized beds and popped in one of the DVD’s they’d bought.
Danica had stopped at a local Wal-Mart right before arriving at the hotel
they were staying at currently and picked up a few newer movies that came out.
The first movie they watched was The Break Up with Jennifer Aniston and Vince
Vaughn. It was absolutely hilarious and the sisters literally died of laughter.
“Oh my God, I can’t believe her brother just beat the crap out of him!” Danielle
exclaimed, shoving a piece of chicken in her mouth, after laughing.
“That was hysterical. Damn, my stomach hurts now.” Danica
replied as she tried to get her bearings back to normal before continuing the
movie. They had to pause it because they were laughing so hard at the movie.
Around three A.M., Danica finally decided it was
time for bed. She carefully lifted her baby sister up in her arms and carried
her to her own bed. Danielle had fallen asleep during the remainder of the
movie, exhausted from the last couple of days, and sighed heavily as she shook
her head. ‘I feel so guilty.’ She thought sadly and walked over to her own bed,
turning the TV off, and slipped under the covers after saying some prayers.
Sleep claimed her body before her head even hit the pillow and
Danica welcomed it with open arms.
Meanwhile, in his own hotel room, John lay prone on the bed, sighing deeply to
himself and growling. He was worried to death about the sisters sharing a hotel
room together, especially when he knew Adam, Randy, and David were lurking in
the shadows. John had decided not to tell Danica who
had clocked him with a chair, along with his friends, not wanting to worry her
anymore than she already was. He wanted her beautiful hair to stay the same
color for a few years longer, instead of being a head of gray.
Not that it wouldn’t look sexy on her because as far as John
was concerned, Danica could go bald and she’d still
be breathtakingly beautiful to him. He chuckled at that thought and
closed his eyes, finally letting the sleep consume his entire body, and hoped
morning would come soon.
Chapter 15
Two and a half days later, Danica’s eyes laid on the
sign, welcoming them to Anaheim, California, and felt the intense fear coursing
through her body. She knew David would be there, that he would try capturing her
again, and felt her body start to tremble. It was early morning, around five
o’clock, so everyone was sleeping, except her. A few minutes later,
Danica parked the SUV in the hotel parking lot and
closed her eyes as her head lowered a bit while her hands gripped the steering
wheel. She gasped when she felt a hand on her shoulder and turned her head,
smiling softly at her baby sister.
“Everything’s going to be fine.” Danielle whispered, not wanting to wake the
others, but also knew it was going to happen since they arrived at their
destination.
Danica nodded as she blinked back the tears that had
formed in her eyes and unbuckled her seatbelt. Her eyes glanced in the rearview
mirror, sighing when the others started to awaken, and cracked a smile at them.
“We’re here.”
“We noticed, kid.” Paul gruffly responded and got out of the SUV, seemingly in a
bad mood, and Danica bit her bottom lip as she
sighed heavily. She knew it was because of the betrayal Stephanie had bestowed
upon him and honestly didn’t blame him for the attitude he currently had.
Danica ran a hand through her hair as she slid out
of the SUV, sighing deeply, and walked over to stand beside her little sister.
John came up to them both, staring into Danica’s
eyes, and placed his hands on her shoulders. “Don’t worry,
he’s not going to touch either of you. Come on, let’s
head inside before everyone awakens.” John gently commanded, eyeing both
sisters, and dared them to defy his wishes.
Fear ridden and terrified for her life, Danica
didn’t argue as she simply nodded her head, not wanting to be alone right now.
Danielle wasn’t arguing either, knowing that David and his goons were lurking in
the shadows. “Stay by me until we arrive in the room.”
Danica whispered to her sister, who nodded, and hooked her arm as they
ventured inside the hotel.
After getting a suite with two bedrooms and a Jacuzzi, John
and the sisters headed up the stairs, keeping a close eye out for David.
Danica sighed with relief when they arrived in the
suite and knew David was laying low, waiting for the
perfect time to strike. “John, I have a really bad feeling about this.”
Danica softly said as she walked inside the bedroom,
setting her things down, while Danielle was in the bathroom.
Pulling her in his arms and kissing her lips passionately, John broke away as he
whispered against her lips, “I’ll protect you with my life. I swear it,
Dani. Please believe that.” His blue eyes pleaded
with her and lit up when she nodded in response, showing him she knew he was
being truthful.
“I do.” She whispered back and for the first time since all of this started
between them, a genuine smile crossed her lips as she
looked into his incredible eyes. “John, I…” Danica
started to say, but the bathroom door opened before she could finish her
statement. Sighing deeply, Danica smiled
apologetically up at him and walked into the bathroom, needing to relieve
herself.
John sighed heavily as he stared at the bathroom door and then back at her
little sister, wondering what Danica was going to
say. At the same time, he didn’t want to know, especially with everything else
that was going on around them at the moment. Danielle sighed as she looked up at
John, tears brimming her eyelids, and John seen it. “What’s wrong, beauty?” John
asked, giving her that special nickname. He’d found out that her favorite Disney
movie was Beauty and the Beast so he came up with it especially for her.
Danielle smiled softly up at him, loving her nickname, and sighed heavily as she
ran hand through her hair. “I’m scared about everything that’s happening around
us. What if he gets a hold of her again?” Her bottom lip quivered as John took
the little girl in his arms, rubbing her back gently, and kissed the top of her
head. He knew she was scared and honestly didn’t blame her for it.
“Look at me, beauty…” John gently commanded, lifting her chin up to meet his
eyes, and sighed as he seen the tears glistening in her eyes. “Nothing, and I
mean NOTHING, is going to happen to either one of you. I’m going to protect you
both with my life because I…” Before John could say what he wanted, the bathroom
door opened and he turned around, sighing when he saw she’d been crying.
“Are we ready to head to the arena?” Danica asked,
not looking forward to it because she knew she could run into David. She’d heard
from an unnamed source at the hospital that he’d been released the same night
and was on his way to California.
Walking over to her and running a finger down her cheek, John looked into her
beautiful eyes and asked, “Are you sure this is what you want?”
Nodding in response, Danica kissed John’s cheek
gently, and wrapped her arms around his neck. John held her back, knowing she
was still hesitant about this entire situation, and closed his eyes as he
inhaled the scent of her hair. She pulled out of the embrace and walked over to
her little sister, staring down into her fear filled eyes, and said, “If you
want, you can stay here in the hotel room or you can come with us. The choice is
yours.”
“I’m coming with you. I don’t want to be alone right now and they could come
after me if I’m alone.” Danielle pointed out, once again surprising
Danica with her smarts, and sighed as she nodded.
An hour later, they were all piled into the SUV of John’s, headed to the arena.
Paul and Michael were strategizing for their tag-team match that night against
Adam and Randy. They were in an on-screen feud, but nobody knew that the feud
had spilled over into real life and became extremely personal. “John, what are
you and Danica doing tonight?” Paul asked curiously,
not recollecting any memory of what his other two members were doing that night
in the ring.
John squeezed Danica’s hand a little, who was
sitting in the passenger seat, and answered gruffly, “Vince wanted her as
David’s valet, but I think we’re going to give them and everyone else a surprise
they’ll never forget.”
They had actually talked it over the past couple of days and got their own plan
together. “We’re not going with the script, just warning you ahead of time, big
guy.” Danica added, winking at her sister in the
rearview mirror, and hoped the plan went well with no problems.
“Are you sure that’s a good idea, Dani? What if
David tries something of his own unscripted?” Michael piped in, not wanting
anything to happen to the girls, and looked over his shoulder at Danielle. “And
who’s going to watch her while we’re out in the ring?”
Running a hand through her hair, Danica sighed as
she replied, “I think I’m going to leave her with Glenn. He seemed to be very
protective of me so I’m sure he won’t mind watching over her.”
“Absolutely not! I refuse to be NEAR that man for even a second after what he
did to me!” Danielle shouted, causing Paul and Michael to groan because her
shrilled voice went right into their ears.
“Danielle, honey, you don’t have a choice unless you want David and his goons to
get you.” Danica stated in a serious tone of voice,
causing her baby sister to gulp nervously, and smiles when Danielle agreed to
her idea about Glenn watching over her. “By the way, who did attack the three of
you?” She suddenly asked, remembering that John had went
unconscious the last time she’d asked him. John mentally cursed her for
remembering and bit his bottom lip, not wanting to worry her anymore than she
already was.
“I-I’m not sure…” John tried to lie, but Danica
could see right through him as she shook her head in disappointment.
“Are you two going to lie to me too?” Asked Danica,
crossing her arms in front of her chest, and couldn’t believe John would
actually lie to her about something this important.
John looked over at her while trying to keep his eyes on the road and stated,
“You don’t want to know, Danica. Trust me, if you
did, you would worry even more than you already are and I don’t want my
girlfriend having gray hair before she turns thirty.”
Glaring back at him with a vengeance, Danica huffed
as she looked at the founding members of Degeneration X, and stated, “If you
don’t tell me, then I’ll find out by someone else so you might as well come
clean with me.”
“It was fuckin’ Randy and Adam. We don’t know which one of them cracked John
open with the steel chair, but we do know it was one of them for certain.”
Michael finally revealed, causing Danica to gasp as
she covered her mouth with her hand, and tears instantly burned her eyes.
“See what I told you! I told you both not to tell her!” John shouted at his
friends angrily and shook his head, feeling her body trembling with pure fear.
The rest of the ride to the arena was made in silence, everyone in their own
thoughts. ‘Why would Randy and Adam do something like that? I mean, I understand
why Randy and Paul are feuding, but Adam shouldn’t even be in the picture
off-screen!’ Danica thought angrily, trying to stop
her body from shaking, and it only got worse when John parked the SUV in the
private parking lot of the arena.
Paul and Michael helped Danielle out, walking her into the arena, knowing John
and Danica needed time to talk. When they were
alone, John turned to look at her and started to say, “Danica,
please understand…”
She cut him off though and glared back at him as she spat, “How could you not
tell me who it was, John? You say I’m your girlfriend, but keeping things from
me is NOT the way to start this relationship off!”
“I didn’t want you to worry…” John tried to reason with her, but
Danica wasn’t listening to any of it.
“No, John. I have a right to worry right now. My family is being stalked by the
world’s biggest psycho that I thought loved me and forced me into marrying him!
I have a right to fucking worry about each and every one of you, especially
you!” Danica shouted at him, her angry temper
getting the better of her, and didn’t care how much hurt shone in John’s blue
eyes. “You had no right to keep something this important from
me.”
“I was trying to protect you…” He stated, gripping the steering wheel tightly
with his hands when she cut him off again.
Crossing her arms in front of her chest, Danica
stared at the man she knew she was falling in love with and retorted, “How is
keeping secrets from me protecting me and Danielle?” Before he could respond,
Danica was already stepping out of the SUV and
storming into the arena.
“Damn it, Dani!” He cursed and jumped out of the
driver’s side, grabbing both of their bags, and locked up the car before rushing
in after her.
Danica was so angry with John for what he’d kept
from her that she needed some time alone from him. She held her purse close,
knowing David and his goons were lurking in the shadows, and also knew it was
insanely dangerous of her to be walking around the arena by herself. She needed
time though to think by herself. Sighing heavily to herself,
Danica walked inside the DX locker room, seeing Paul
and Michael were getting ready for their match, and looked over at her baby
sister. She walked over to her and sat down, making Danielle stare at her, and
looked behind her sister where she’d been standing, not seeing John anywhere.
“Did you walk inside the arena alone?” Danielle asked her sister, who simply
looked down, and winced when Danielle started berating her. “You know its too
dangerous right now, Danica!”
“Just leave it alone, Danielle! I had every right to run off after what he
pulled!” Danica shouted, getting fed up with
everyone around her, and sighed heavily when she seen the tears swell up in her
sister’s eyes. “Danielle, I’m sorry I yelled at you. I love you and I didn’t
mean it. I’m just so tired of being watched over twenty four seven, but I know
its for a good reason. Come on,
let’s go take a walk down to Glenn’s dressing room. It’s busy right now so David
and his friends won’t try anything.”
Nodding her head at her big sister and giving her a hug, they walked over to
Paul and Michael, explaining to them what was going on. “Just be careful.” Paul
informed them, causing Michael to nod in response, and sighed deeply as the
sisters walked out of the dressing room.
“Think David will try anything?” Michael asked once Danica
and Danielle were out of earshot and sight.
Shaking his head and finishing lacing up his wrestling boots, Paul stood up and
stared back at his partner as he said, “Not right now, its
too busy, but we shouldn’t take any chances.” Michael agreed with him as he
finished lacing up his own boots before heading out to make sure that nothing
happened to the girls.
Chapter 16
Without the girls seeing them, Paul and Michael
managed to keep an eye out, not wanting David, Randy, and Adam to try anything.
Paul knew David and Randy well, not so much Adam, but whatever his ex-Evolution
members did, Adam would follow. He was a good dog and responded to his master’s
orders well so Paul knew they had nothing to worry about…for now. “They’ll be
fine, let’s go finish prepping for this match.” Michael whispered to his
partner, seeing the girls walk into Glenn’s locker room, and Paul reluctantly
agreed as he walked away with Michael.
Danielle was a little more than annoyed that she had to be babysat by the same
man who had hurt her arm and left a bruise on it. She rubbed it absentmindedly,
knowing the bruise was no longer there, but still felt the mean grip. She sighed
as Danica knocked on Glenn’s dressing room door and
smiled when he answered. “What’s up, Dani?” His low
voice asked, not looking over at Danielle, and had a feeling he already knew
what the favor was.
“I need a favor…” Danica began, but he immediately
held up his hand and stepped to the side of his dressing room door, allowing
them access.
“Let’s talk about it in here.” Glenn gently commanded, making
Danica smile while Danielle seethed with inferior
rage. Who in the Hell did this guy think he was ordering them around like this?!
Once the door was shut behind them, Danica turned
around to face Glenn, about to say something, but Glenn beat her to it. “What’s
the favor?” He asked softly, crossing his huge arms in front of his chest, and
finally looked over at Danielle.
Taking a deep breath and running a hand through her hair,
Danica looked up into Glenn’s light blue eyes and answered, “I need you
to watch my little sister for me. It’s imperative that someone watches over here
while John and I are out at ringside with DX.”
“I can watch myself.” Danielle grumbled, looking down at her feet, and felt the
anger coursing through her body as Glenn stared at her.
Danica shot her sister a look, not believing she was
trying to blow this on purpose, and sighed. “It’ll only be for an hour, Glenn…”
“AN HOUR?! Why an hour?!”
Danielle argued, crossing her arms in front of her chest, and stood her ground
defiantly. “There is NO way in HELL I’m staying with him for an HOUR!” She
yelled, glaring spitefully at her sister, and sighed when
Danica shot her a deadly look that told her to shut her mouth.
“I’m deeply sorry, Glenn. I don’t know what’s gotten into her.”
Danica apologized, trying to make it sound sincere,
especially since her sister’s safety was at stake.
Holding his hand up at Danica and shaking his head
at her, Glenn simply replied, “I’ll watch over her while you’re out in the ring.
I feel I may have some serious explaining to do about my actions.”
Danica smiled widely at him as she hugged him around
the neck, “Thank you, Glenn. I promise, I owe you big
time for this…” Danica started to say, but Glenn
shook his head and kissed her temple gently.
“You’ve been like a little sister to me since you arrived here,
Danica. Anything for a friend.”
Glenn simply stated in a soft voice, making Danica
smile at him, but that smile soon disappeared when she seen the look that
adorned Danielle’s face. “Glenn, would you excuse us for a moment? I’d like to
talk to my little sister.” Danielle rolled her eyes and gasped when
Danica took her by the arm and shoved her out the
door, causing her to stumble a little.
“Danica, what the Hell…” Before Danielle could
continue, Danica cut her off as she did the hand
motion telling her to shut her mouth.
“Shut up right now, Danielle! I’m not in the mood for your smart mouth so I want
you to shut it and listen to me carefully. That man in there is very sweet and
willing to watch over you so David and his fucktards
don’t get near you. You are in NO way, shape, or form to back talk him. Don’t
talk to him if you want, but don’t disrespect him. Am I clear on that?!”
Danica demanded, crossing her arms in front of her
chest, and stared hardening at her little sister.
Danielle could feel the tears brimming her eyelids as she looked down at the
floor and closed her eyes as she nodded, whispering, “Yes, ma’am.” She knew she
had crossed the line with her big sister and elder, but Danielle couldn’t help
it if she hated Glenn. He had hurt her and accused her of being a liar without
even knowing who she was in the first place. ‘She’ll never understand and she’s
too pissed to even listen right now.’ She thought, still not looking up from the
ground, and sighed when her sister didn’t lift her chin.
“Good, now let’s go back inside and try this again, shall we?”
Danica stated as she turned around and walked back
inside Glenn’s dressing room, smiling at him appreciatively, and sighed when
Danielle walked in after her with her head lowered. Danica
walked behind her and placed her hands on her shoulders as she asked, “Danielle,
don’t you have something to say to Glenn?”
“It’s not necessary.” Glenn spoke, his low voice rumbling in his chest, and felt
his heart tear to shreds when the little girl looked up with a tear streaked
face. “Go on, Danica. I
got her, no worries.” Danica sighed as she nodded,
kissing the top of her sister’s head, and walked out, hoping World War III
didn’t start between Glenn and her baby sister. Once the door was fully shut,
Glenn reached out, lifting Danielle’s chin with his hand, and looked into her
eyes. They were bloodshot, but he had to admit, she had beautiful eyes. She
didn’t have a bad body either, especially for a sixteen year old. ‘Get your mind
outta the gutter, man. She’s a kid for Christ sakes!’ Glenn scolded himself,
smiling at her, and said, “Don’t worry about what happened between us. It was my
fault for jumpin’ the gun and I’m sorry for that, darlin’.” His southern drawl
flowed out of his mouth like liquid fire and Danielle felt something stir inside
of her that she’d never felt before.
“It’s okay. I’m sorry for acting like a bitch earlier.” Danielle quietly
responded, biting her bottom lip, and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.
The innocence poured out of her pores and it was causing Glenn’s body to react.
He walked over to the couch and sat down, patting the seat beside him, and
rumbled gently, “Come sit with me, darlin’. I wanna
ask ya somethin’.” Danielle wished he would stop using his southern accent
because it was driving her absolutely crazy insane with desire for this man she
hardly knew.
Her eyes locked on his, seeing the crystal clear blue radiating from his orbs,
and felt herself in a trance. Her feet started moving
against her will and before Danielle knew it, she was sitting next to him,
biting her bottom lip. She always did that when she felt nervous or afraid of
something. Glenn leaned forward, needing to smell her hair as his nose, the
scent of her hair filling his nose, and groaned inwardly.
Lilacs, beautiful, delicate lilacs. Glenn didn’t know what was happening
or why, but this little girl was having an enormous effect on his body and he
couldn’t stop it.
Running his finger down her cheek as the scent intoxicated him, Glenn leaned
over and whispered in her ear, “Do you feel it, Danielle?”
“F-Feel what?” She stuttered out, her voice shaking,
and her body was already trembling from both fear and desire. Her palms became
sweaty and her breathing labored with being this close to Glenn. What was
happening to her?
Not answering her right away and deciding using actions instead of words, Glenn
took her hand in his and placed it in his crotch. Her palm pressed against his
jean covered erection, which was bulging out by now, and Danielle gasped as she
pulled her hand away instantly. She looked up into his eyes, seeing they had
turned into a midnight blue color, and bit her bottom lip. She tucked a strand
of hair behind her ear and started to stand up, but Glenn pulled her back down,
this time, hovering over her. “I’m not going to hurt you, but I need to do this,
darlin’.” Glenn drawled, his voice husky and low,
which was causing Danielle’s insides to melt.
“Glenn, I’m sixteen. We can’t do this.” She protested, but Glenn was too far in
passion to back out now.
Running his hand down her face, caressing her smooth flesh, he leaned forward
and whispered in her ear, “I’ll make this worth everything you’ve ever wanted.
Just let me in, Danielle. You’re sister never has to know. Nobody has to know.”
His voice was so low that Danielle was having a hard time keeping a straight
mind.
Her small, pink tongue snaked out, wetting her lips, and looked into his eyes as
hers turned from the golden light color, to a dark, clouded gold with brown
specks in them. Glenn couldn’t take it anymore as he crushed his lips to hers,
groaning at how soft her lips were against his. Ever since he’d caught her
sneaking up to Danica’s suite, Glenn felt something
ignite inside of him, something he couldn’t explain. Sure she was sixteen years
old and still a child, but teenagers had sex every day. It wasn’t like it was
uncommon and as she kissed him back, Glenn knew she was consenting what was
about to happen between them.
Glenn slid his tongue against her lips, trying to coax them open, and smirked
when her mouth did as he wanted. His tongue delved in her depths, tasting her
sweet mouth for the first time, and it only made him even
more drunk with desire for her. He lifted her up from the couch with
ease, smiling when her legs wrapped around his waist, and they continued kissing
as he slammed her against the nearest wall. Luckily, it was the wall closest to
the door so Glenn managed to reach over, flipping the lock on it, and focused
his full attention on the beauty that was in his arms. Danielle moaned softly in
his mouth, loving how soft his tongue was against hers, and started
instinctively grinding against him, the kiss heating with every stroke of tongue
that went against each other.
Growling against her mouth, Glenn’s hands immediately slid up Danielle’s
stomach, pushing her top up and over her head, breaking the kiss long enough to
get the shirt off of her. His lips immediately crushed against hers once again,
trying to silence their moans and groans, but it was almost impossible. The
amount of passion between them was so powerful that they both nearly lost their
heads. Glenn smirked as he broke the kiss, his strong, muscular hands trailing
up her arms and down her back. They landed on the clip of her bra and with a
flick of his wrist, her bra was unsnapped as he pulled it down her arms, and
dropped it to the floor. Danielle moaned softly as her head leaned back against
the wall when his warm hands started massaging her breasts and bit her bottom
lip when his mouth encased around her right nipple.
His tongue swirled around it, gently nibbling, and smirked when he heard some
pretty throaty moans escape her lips. Once he tortured her other nipple with his
mouth, Glenn looked up into her eyes and seen how much passion was swimming
through them. “Danielle, if ya don’t want this, ya better tell me now, darlin’
‘cause if we continue much longer, I won’t be able to stop. Tell me to stop,
baby.” His husky voice whispered in her ear and Danielle was in complete heaven.
“No…Don’t stop, Glenn. I want this more than anything, no matter how young I
am.” Danielle softly responded, her voice incredibly ragged, and moaned when his
lips attached to the soft flesh of her neck. Glenn’s hands ran down her body,
giving her hips a gentle squeeze, and finally made their way to her jeans. He
leaned back, pushing her body against the wall, and unsnapped them with a flick
of his wrist. He set her down on the feet, pushing her jeans down her long,
smooth legs, and smiled when she stepped out of them. He hooked his fingers in
the elastic waistband of her panties, sliding them down as well, and then
proceeded to undress himself. Danielle gasped when she seen how big he was and
wondered if he would fit inside of her. The man was not exactly small so this
was going to be interesting. “Is it going to hurt?” She whispered once he’d
lifted her back up and placed her back against the wall of the dressing room.
The fear that shone in her eyes broke Glenn’s heart as he pressed his forehead
against hers, feeling the heat of her innocence radiating on his throbbing
erection, and kissed her lips softly. “I can’t promise it won’t, but I do
promise I’ll go as slow as I can.” Glenn stated, meaning every word that came
out of his mouth, and held her tight to him as her arms wrapped around his neck.
He felt guilty for being the one who was going to take her innocence, especially
with how young she was, but at the same time, he knew she wanted it. They both
craved for each other and it wasn’t a crime to have sex with someone you wanted
to. Granted, he was screwing a minor, but nobody had to know. It could be
their own dirty little secret and Glenn knew Danielle
wouldn’t tell Danica, especially with how young she
was. “Hold on tight, darlin’.” He whispered in her ear, causing Danielle to nod,
and Glenn positioned his throbbing cock at her dripping wet sex.
A huge gasp came from her lips as Glenn’s cock slowly began making its way
inside of her, causing him to grunt and groan as he stopped. It was hurting her
more if he stopped and then began again so Danielle quietly asked him not to do
it that way. Glenn apologized and slowly slid all the way inside of her, right
up until he was at her vaginal wall. Taking a deep breath and trying to control
himself, Glenn looked down into Danielle’s eyes and softly commanded, “Close
your eyes and mentally count to five.”
Nodding at him, not sure why he wanted her to do this, Danielle closed her eyes
and started mentally counting. She didn’t get to three when she felt this pain
shoot through her body and Glenn’s lips crushed against hers as he took her
innocence. A few tears slid from the corners of her eyes and down her cheeks,
crying out in his mouth, and wished the pain would stop. Danielle was not very
keen to pain so she was breathing extremely heavy and her pussy was tingling,
throbbing with pain. Glenn sighed as he kissed her tears away, whispering
apologies to her, and stayed inside of her until she adjusted to his size. When
he felt her nails rake down his back, Glenn growled, knowing that she was ready
for him to continue.
Gripping her outer thighs in his hands, Glenn started thrusting at a nice, slow
pace, not wanting to rip her to shreds. Danielle got tired of the slow thrusting
and started begging him to go faster, not knowing where it came from, but the
slow pace wasn’t going well for her. Glenn smirked down at her as his cock
started sliding in and out of her pussy, pounding her into oblivion, and
Danielle could swear she was on cloud nine hundred and ninety nine. Soon,
Danielle felt her walls start to milk his cock and Glenn knew her first time
wasn’t going to last long. With a few more powerful thrusts, he sunk his cock
all the way deep inside of her and exploded his seed, letting it splash against
her back wall as the tip of his cock grazed it.
His lips crushed to hers, not wanting anyone to hear Danielle’s screams of
passion, and pulled away once he knew she was done. Both of their breathing was
ragged and their hearts were pounding in their ears. Just as Danielle started to
come down from the clouds that were in her head, a knock sounded at the door.
“Danielle, Glenn, everything alright in there?” Danica’s
voice sounded through it and Glenn’s eyes widened as he looked down at Danielle,
who looked back up at him.
Together, they both couldn’t help, but utter, “Oh shit.”
Chapter 17
Fear coursed through her veins as Danielle pushed Glenn away from her and
immediately grabbed her clothes from the floor. She still couldn’t believe what
they had done, especially since she was only sixteen. Danielle was already
regretting the bout because she had allowed Glenn to take away the one thing
that meant more to her than life: Her innocence. Glenn couldn’t help, but stand
there frozen solid to the floor while Danielle frantically pulled her shirt on.
“Glenn! What are you doing just standing there?!” She whispered harshly though
panic was evident in her voice. Danielle still couldn’t believe what had
transpired between her and Glenn. Regret shone in her eyes from what had
happened, especially since Glenn was twice, if not three times, her age.
Danielle felt the tears start to leak from her eyes as she scuffled into her
jeans, hoping Danica didn’t find out what she and
Glenn had done.
Danica sighed when she didn’t hear anything from the
other side and went to try the door, but it was locked. “What is going on in
there?” Wondered Danica aloud and hoped Glenn and
her sister hadn’t killed each other. Knocking once more,
this time sounding a little less than thrilled, Danica
shouted angrily, “Danielle Michelle, open this door right now, young lady!”
Her foot was tapping impatiently on the concrete arena floor while her arms were
folded in front of her chest, waiting for the door to open.
A few seconds later, the door was thrown open and Danica
didn’t waste any time upon seeing her baby sister before her safe and sound.
Clobbering Danielle with a tight embrace, Danica
couldn’t help, but let a few tears slide out of the corner of her eyes. “You
scared the shit out of me! What took you so long to answer the
friggen door!?” She demanded, never releasing the
tight hug she had on Danielle, and immediately broke it when the bathroom door
opened. A near naked Glenn Jacobs stood in the doorway of the bathroom, a single
towel wrapped snugly around his muscular waist, and little droplets of water
slowly slid down his chest and arms. Danica looked
back at her sister and then Glenn several times, a sinking feeling starting to
build in her stomach, and wondered if more happened between them than should’ve.
Before Danielle had opened the door to face her sister, Glenn came up with a
quick cover up to hide what had transpired between them only seconds ago. After
explaining the plan to Danielle, he looked into her eyes while his hands were
planted on her shoulders and asked, “Can you do it, Dani?”
Instead of grabbing his clothes and frantically putting them on, Glenn opted for
something different and had wrapped a towel around his waist. He had ran into
the bathroom, making sure to grab his clothes on the way, and Danielle followed,
cringing as she heard more fierce knocking on Glenn’s dressing room door.
Curiosity had peeked her interest when she seen Glenn rush into the bathroom and
wondered what he was up to. He hadn’t explained his part in the plan, only hers.
After quickly telling Danielle the rest of his masterful plan, she reluctantly
agreed to go along with it, knowing if Danica found
out about what really happened between them, there would be Hell to pay. “I can
do it.” Whispered a fearful Danielle, tears burning in her eyes, and knew that
after they pulled this off, they would probably never see each other again. She
couldn’t let Danica find out the truth, no matter
how much it was killing her on the inside.
Sighing heavily at the sight of tears in Danielle’s eyes, Glenn immediately
pulled her into his arms, and wrapped them around her body. He could feel her
trembling against his chest and knew he had taken her virginity. Although he
felt guilty about it because of her young age, Glenn didn’t regret one single
second what happened between them and never would. It was meant to happen
obviously or it would’ve never transpired. “Its gonna
be alright, darlin’.” Glenn’s smooth, southern accented voice cooed in her ear
while stroking her back with his strong, gentle hand.
Realizing what was happening and that she was once again in his arms, Danielle
jumped back, acting like she’d been burned by his touch, and glared spitefully
at him. “Don’t ever touch me again.” She spat angrily, her voice so full of
nothing, but disdain and coldness that it made Glenn’s heart ache. Never in a
million years would he think that one of his romps would actually hate him
afterwards.
“Danielle, I never…” Glenn started to say and sighed when she cut him off.
“Don’t. Just don’t, Glenn.” Danielle stated and walked out of the bathroom,
wincing when she heard her big sister’s angry voice echo from the other side of
the door. It had only been five minutes, which was a believable amount of time
for someone to wake up from a deep slumber. Doing her best to mess up her hair
and trying to get the sleepy look to come over her features, Danielle headed
over to the door, hoping her sister didn’t see through the act she was putting
on. Taking one last deep, shaky breath, Danielle glanced over at the closed
bathroom door, hearing the shower going, and bit her bottom lip as she unlocked
the door. She smiled when Danica embraced her in a
tight hug, feeling horrible for worrying her big sister so much, and held her
close as she willed the tears to stop stinging her eyes.
“I’m fine, Dani. I was just resting on the couch and
must’ve fallen asleep.” Danielle lied just as the bathroom door opened,
revealing a freshly bathed Glenn as steam rolled out behind him. Danielle had to
inhale and exhale slowly at the sight of him in nothing, but a towel and
silently thanked her sister’s presence for being in the room. She knew if
Danica wasn’t there at that moment that she would
jump Glenn in a split second. To put the act on really well, Danielle let out a
surprisingly real yawn, wanting to make it sound as believable as possible.
“Can’t a man take a shower in his own dressing room in peace?” Glenn questioned,
crossing his massive arms in front of his chest as he stared at
Danica with intense eyes. He smirked on the inside
when he seen Danielle fake a yawn, which sounded very real, and he was more
impressed than ever.
Wrapping a protective arm around her little sister’s shoulders,
Danica took a deep breath before responding to
Glenn’s question. “The door was locked and nobody was answering and with David
and his goons on the loose…” Babbled Danica as she
trailed off, knowing she had blown this situation out of proportion, but in all
honesty, she had a right to panic. Danielle was her only sibling and nothing was
going to happen to her as long as Danica had a
breath left in her body.
“I was tired and Glenn needed to shower for his match tonight so he offered me
the couch after we talked a little about what happened at the hotel.” Danielle
explained smoothly, scared at how well and easy it was to lie to her flesh and
blood. She had no choice in the matter and felt sick to her stomach that she was
actually lying to her big sister. Glenn gave her a silent wink, letting her know
she was doing splendid, and hoped she kept up the act for both of their sakes.
That only made Danielle feel even more ill, but kept
the sleepy, innocent act up.
Glenn smiled as he nodded in agreement with the impressive Danielle and added,
“We talked about the misunderstanding that occurred between us and straightened
everything out. I noticed she was beat so I offered her my couch and locked the
door before jumping in the shower. It was a safety precaution just incase David
tried anything. I knew you were worried about her so that’s why I locked the
door before jumping in the shower for my match tonight.” Glenn was surprised by
how well the lies rolled off his tongue as he glanced momentarily at Danielle,
seeing the nervousness and regret shining in her eyes. He knew what they did was
wrong, but Glenn didn’t regret it and would never forget how much passion
erupted between them on this night in his dressing room.
Nodding in understanding, Danica smiled at Glenn’s
generosity and walked over to him, hugging him around the waist, and softly
said, “I understand and thank you for watching over her. I really appreciate
it.” She sincerely said, meaning every word that came from her lips.
Danielle had to keep from rolling her eyes as she watched Glenn embrace her big
sister. The amount of anger and jealousy that coursed through her veins and
throughout her body took Danielle by complete surprised as she folded her arms
across her chest, not saying a single word. After a few moments of silence,
Danica finally broke the hug as Glenn stated, “My
pleasure, darlin’ and if you need me to watch over her again, don’t hesitate to
ask.” On the inside, Glenn was grinning like a Cheshire cat while Danielle
looked at him mortified.
“Thanks Glenn, I’ll keep that in mind. We need to get going though before John
and the boys have a coronary.” Danica replied,
completely oblivious to what actually happened between her baby sister and Glenn
Jacobs.
“I’ll be right behind you. I need to tell Glenn something really fast.” Danielle
said, hoping she didn’t sound suspicious, but after hearing what Glenn told her
sister, she needed to make sure that what happened between them was nothing, but
one huge mistake.
Patting her shoulder gently and smiling, Danica
replied, “Don’t take too long. I don’t want us to be alone right now, especially
with the posse on the loose.” Danica knew David was
lurking in the shadows and was waiting for the perfect time to strike once
again. That’s why they had to be extremely careful right now because the time
was critical and every movement could very well be their last.
Danielle nodded at her sister, knowing exactly what Danica
meant, and left her sister in the hallway as she walked back inside Glenn’s
dressing room, glaring hatefully at the man before her. “What happened between
us tonight won’t happen again.” She stated emphatically, keeping her voice down
so nobody overheard their conversation.
Looking up from his gym bag he took with him to every arena and pulling out his
ring attire for that night’s match, Glenn stared into Danielle’s amber colored
orbs that were filled with anger. A smug smirk curled his lips at her words and
simply retorted with a shrug of his shoulders, “Whatever
you say, darlin’.”
“Glenn, I’m DEAD serious on this! What happened between us can’t happen again!
I’m only sixteen for Christ sakes!” Danielle whispered harshly at him, not
wanting Danica to overhear her, but also wanted to
get her point across to Glenn. She sighed when he smirked at her yet again and
knew nothing she said mattered to him.
Meanwhile, outside of the dressing room, Danica
waited patiently, wishing she was in John’s arms at that moment. Even though
they had that huge fight in the car, she still loved him and knew he was only
trying to protect her. “I had a right to know. If I don’t know who attacked my
friends then how can I protect myself from them?” Danica
quietly questioned herself and ran a shaky hand through her hair, hoping all of
this bullshit cleared sooner rather than later.
“Where’s Danielle?” A voice asked behind Danica a
few minutes later, causing her to slowly turn around to face him, and sighed as
she threw her thumb up and pointed it at the door.
“Glenn’s dressing room. She’ll be out in a minute.” Danica
quietly answered, not wanting anyone else to overhear what her sister was doing,
especially since she knew Randy, Adam, and David were lurking around.
Paul nodded as he shoved his hands in the front of his jean pockets and said,
“My lawyer should be here tonight after the show. She had a late flight so we’re
going to meet her in the suite after the show. Do you need to go over the plan
one more time or do you got it?” He asked gruffly,
looking forward to tearing David and his goons a new asshole, especially after
what they pulled a few nights at the hotel. Touching his forehead with his hand,
Paul felt the anger coursing through his veins already and couldn’t wait for
their cue to go raise some Hell.
Shaking her head in response, just as Glenn’s dressing room door opened,
Danica wrapped an arm around her little sister’s
shoulders and stated as she stared into Paul’s hazel eyes, “I’m ready and I hope
David is ready for a rude awakening.”
Chapter 18
Are you ready?
Those words blasted through the arena speakers, causing every single person in
the audience to rise to their feet. Screams and cat calls echoed throughout the
place as Paul, Michael, and John, the members of Degeneration X, stood on the
stage. Their arms were folded across their huge, massive chests, all eyes
glaring at the form that stood in the ring. John was seething with pure rage on
the inside, wanting to rip David’s throat out animalistically. Noticing John’s
facial expression, Paul secretly nudged Michael when the cameras weren’t on
them, letting him know to keep an eye on John. Michael nodded, understanding
fully what Paul was doing, and looked over at John, who had deadly intentions
floating in his blue eyes.
David smirked at the group on the stage, shaking his head as he looked at them
with pure disdain in his brown orbs, and stated, “What do you degenerates want?”
“It’s really simple, Dave. We want you to stop being the biggest dick in the
universe!” Paul retorted swiftly, smirking as David’s jaw dropped, and looked
over as Michael started to say something.
“What my pal, Triple H is TRYING to say, Davey boy, is that you need to stop
claiming what isn’t yours.” Michael piped in, keeping a close eye on John, who
was clenching and unclenching his fists angrily, and sighed, hoping he didn’t
blow his top before the plan went into full motion.
Confused by what Degeneration X just told him, David’s eyebrow quirked in
question as he asked, “What are you talking about? I claim whatever is mine
because it is!”
“See, that’s where you’re wrong, Davey boy because, you’re claiming someone who
CLEARLY isn’t yours and who doesn’t want to be with you.” Paul responded,
putting his finger up as he shook it at David as if to say he was being a bad
boy. He couldn’t help, but smirk when he seen the rage suddenly fills David’s
eyes, but before David could reply, Paul cut him off. “You see big man, WE,
Degeneration X, have something that USED to belong to you, but no longer
does. I believe you all know her as the Degeneration
X’s hooker, but I personally like to call her Danica.
Ladies, gents, and fellow degenerates, allow us to introduce to you, to the
hottest, kick ass woman on the planet today. Who is a FULL member of
Degeneration X, Danica!”
Paul announced, causing David’s jaw to drop in shock because they were
completely jumping script. What he didn’t know was after the talk
Danica had with Mr. McMahon, he realized what kind
of bastard David was being, along with Randy and Adam, and decided to grant DX
full custody of her contract.
They had found out that David threatened to murder Vince’s family if he didn’t
comply with the conditions in handing Danica’s
contract over to him willingly. “Make that son of a bitch pay.” Vince stated to
the group of DX, who in turn nodded their heads, and promised they’d do his
bidding just this once.
One leg slowly slid out of the curtain followed by another as the lights dimmed
and different music blasted out of the arena speakers. It was Evanescence’s
Sweet Sacrifice and the fans were going absolutely crazy. Her legs were encased
in black fishnet stockings along with a pair of black, plastic shorts that
barely covered her ass and rode up her crotch. They had neon green zippers, just
like her top, which was also made of black plastic, but it was more revealing
than her other outfits. The top was a vest and all that was linking the two
sides together to hide her breasts somewhat was three, thick steel neon green
chains. The sides of her breasts were showing off nicely and her hair was in
tons of banana curls that flowed down her back in luscious waves. Her eyes were
decked out in thick, black eyeliner, bringing out her eyes, and she had neon
green eyelashes and eye shadow while her lips were covered in black. She looked
absolutely stunning as the outfit was capped off with three inch black, spiked
heels that rode up her legs and went to mid thigh, zipping up the sides.
Danica smirked down at David, who was drooling in
the ring over her, and blew a kiss to him as she glared before walking over to
John. His arm instantly went around her waist, pressing her tight against his
side, and that was all David could take. “GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY WIFE, CENA!
She’s MINE!”
Ripping the mic from Paul’s hand, as scripted, Danica
walked over so she was standing at the top of the entrance way and stated, “No
David, I’m not your wife anymore! Not after what you put me and my family
through!”
Chuckling wickedly in the microphone and sending shivers of fear down
Danica’s spine, David smirked at her as he stated,
“Oh, but you are MY wife, Danica. I have the papers
to prove it. You are MY property and you belong to ME! You are no longer with
Degeneration X! You are now mine until the day you DIE!” David’s smirk suddenly
melted from his face when he seen Danica laughing on
the stage and demandingly shouted, “What’s so damn funny?!”
“Oh David…David, you don’t know do you?” Danica
asked innocently, taunting him, and loved every minute of watching him squirm in
the ring.
“Stop fucking with me, Danica and tell me what
you’re talking about!” David shouted louder, getting frustrated with his wife’s
antics, and made a mental note to make her pay for disobeying him once they
returned to the hotel together. Little did he know that was the LAST thing that
was going to happen on this night.
Walking back and forth a little bit on the stage, Danica
finally got her wits about her and brought the microphone back to her lips.
“Well damn, David, don’t get your panties in an uproar. I’m going to tell you,
but you need to be patient. Now…I heard from a little birdie that you had a
“special” visit with Mr. McMahon a few nights ago, is that right?”
Danica asked him, never stopping her pacing, and
stared at him, awaiting an answer.
David as a little taken aback by her question and stuttered out, “I…I don’t know
what you’re talking about!” Panic was evident in his voice, which made
Danica smirk even more wickedly at him.
“Hmm that’s really interesting considering this little birdie told me that you
threatened Vince’s life as well as his family’s if he didn’t deliver to you what
you wanted.” Danica stated heatedly at him, glaring
spitefully, and couldn’t wait for the surprise she was about to give David.
Little beads of sweat started forming on his forehead as David stared back at
his wife, wondering what she had up her sleeve, and smirked as he shrugged. “So
what if I did? I wanted your contract and your life as my own.” David
absentmindedly said, waving it off like it was nothing, and that made John even
more pissed, but he kept his temper in check.
Tears instantly welled up in Danica’s eyes, knowing
she couldn’t get emotional over this, but after everything that had happened,
she couldn’t help it. Stephanie’s infidelity had destroyed Paul’s life while
David literally took piece by piece of Danica and
Danielle’s. That’s all David cared about was destroying everyone else’s lives,
but his own. That was all about to change though as Danica
quickly blinked back her tears, smiling over at John for a quick second, and
then glared back at David. Placing her hand on her hip,
Danica licked her lips as she said, “Well then you wouldn’t mind if I
brought this little birdie out here to play a little would you…” Her voice
trailed off as the familiar music blared through the speakers and David’s jaw
dropped at whom was standing on the stage right beside his wife.
It was Candace Michelle.
“What the Hell?!” David incredulously shouted, not
believing his eyes as he rubbed them several times, not believing what he was
seeing. Candace, HIS Candace, was on DX’s side?! “Candace, what the fuck do you
think you’re doing?!”
Bringing a microphone from behind her back, Candace glared at David in the ring
and stated, “It’s really simple and I’m surprised you didn’t figure it out
sooner, Davey baby. You see, after I found out what your intentions were with
Danica, we decided to make up this huge plan to get
back at you for TRYING to destroy our lives!”
“What are you talking about…?” Asked a clueless David and scratched his head,
wondering if he was hearing her right or not.
“Open your eyeballs and ears, David! We played you all along! Candace has been
on our side from the very beginning! She was never dating Johnny boy over here!
We didn’t anticipate that Randy Orton and Edge would go on your side so we had
to step the plan up a few weeks.” Paul answered, causing all five members of
Degeneration X to grin from ear to ear while David stood in the ring with a
dropped jaw.
Licking her lips seductively as an evil smirk played on her lips,
Danica tapped her chin in thought and said, “That
pretty much covers it, doesn’t it, Candy? Come on David, did you HONESTLY
believe Candace would actually be on YOUR side?! She’s been one of my best
friends since I debuted in the company!”
Stuttering incoherently, David was beside himself with embarrassment and anger
as he shouted in the microphone, “I’ll kill you, you stupid whores!
You and that precious little sister of yours!!”
“HA! In your dreams, little man! Danielle is being safely guarded by one
of our finest in the back. Your puny, pathetic whore boys wouldn’t be able to
stand three feet to her protector!” Danica shouted
back at him, wrapping an arm around Candace’s shoulders, and laughed when David
started barking more threats at them.
“RANDY, EDGE, GET OUT HERE NOW!” David bellowed, wanting them all to pay for
what they did to him, and for all the games they played. He was going to be the
one who laughed the loudest in the end.
John started laughing as he shook his head, taking the microphone from Paul’s
hand, and said, “Man, you need to look in the mirror 'cause the look on your
face is priceless! There’s one more thing we forgot to tell you, big man…” He
trailed off, walking over so he was standing on the side of
Danica, and his blue eyes suddenly narrowed to dangerous slits.
“What’s that, rapper boy?” David asked, wondering where his posse was, and
suddenly felt something in the pit of his gut that wasn’t right. In his heart
and mind, he knew they weren’t coming.
Looking back down at Danica and then at David, John
stated heatedly, “They’re no longer going to be a problem for Degeneration X.
You’re all alone now, David and I FINALLY can get the revenge I’ve been craving
for since I seen the first bruise on Danica!” As
John spoke, he started moving down the ramp way, followed by
Danica and Candace with Paul and Michael following
behind them.
David looked at the numbers and knew he was screwed. Whatever happened to Randy
and Adam was already done and he was all alone now. Danica
slowly slid in the ring on her hands and knees, Candace by her side, while John,
Paul, and Michael got in on each side of the ring. They all circled David like
lions taunting their prey, especially since David had this beating coming for a
long time. Danica looked over at John and then back
at David as she walked up to him and stated, “I hope that everything you did to
me was worth this.” Before David could respond, Danica
stepped back as DX pounced on him, kicking, hitting, biting, anything they could
to make this man bleed. Within a matter of seconds, the ring was bathed in a
splash of blood and it all belonged to David. John delivered around five FU’s to
him while Paul and Michael had fun with their pedigrees and super kicks. It was
the signature moves from the founding members.
Danica and Candace stood back, watching the carnage
before them, and knew David wouldn’t be leaving the hospital after this beating.
It took literally ten minutes before DX finally stopped the beating and
Danica was finally ready to move on with her life.
She walked over to him, bent down so her lips were near his ear, and whispered
as she lifted his head up by his hair, squeezing it in her fingers, “I hate you.
I want you to know that I’ve NEVER hated anyone as much as I hate you and I hope
you rot in that hospital and eat through that feeding tube for the rest of your
LIFE! If you EVER come near me or my sister again, I’ll fucking finish the job
and I promise you, you won’t be going up above. You’ll be going straight to the
depths of HELL! Goodbye David and fuck you.” She slammed his face down on the
mat, in a pool of his own crimson blood, and stood up as she looked over at
John.
His blue eyes locked on hers as she walked over, standing right in front of him,
and jumped in his arms as she planted the biggest lip lock on him. John
instinctively wrapped his arms around her waist, holding her close to his strong
body, and groaned at how great her tongue felt in his mouth and vise versa. He
managed to get out of the ring with her attached to his waist since her legs
were wrapped around it and as they were walking up the ramp way,
Danica broke the kiss as she whispered softly,
“Let’s go home.”
Nodding in response, John pressed his forehead against hers and replied, “That’s
the best plan you’ve ever had. I love you, Dani.”
“I love you too, John.” Said Danica,
who wrapped her arms around his neck, and buried her face in the crook of his
neck.
Even though their love was twisted in the beginning, it all came together in the
end. It was their very own twisted love that got them through all the hard times
and Danica finally realized that John was her one
and only instead of David. David had been her love twisted, but John was her
twisted love.
The End.