Date: Sat, 5 Jun 2010 23:49:42 -0500 From: Paul Tolbert <jatonblue@gmail.com> Subject: Til A Death Do Us Part 17 Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. WWE does. Dave's POV Hmm... Back in solitary confinement and I'm losing my fucking mind. Ironic seeing as how that's what I want everyone to believe; that I'm insane. This can only work to my advantage. I still hate it here. The clothes are filthy, the food sucks and I can't stand being looked at in the showers. When will this nightmare be over? God my sleep last night was terrible. The mattresses are worse here than in general lockup, cockroaches are crawling everywhere and I kept hearing voices down the hallway. That bitch of a shrink better declare me unfit to stand trial. I can't stand the thought of going to prison. That's what's going to happen if I have to suffer through a trial. What jury wouldn't find me guilty? I'm sure that my performance yesterday did the trick though. I have to admit I could be possibly insane. I mean I'm very possessive when it comes to Rey, so much that I tried to kill someone who I thought would steal him away from me. Whatever the case Rey and I would be reunited soon. That reminds me, I need to go out and buy him a present... Rey's POV I woke up early in the morning before Randy, which was odd considering he's usually the first one up. He would wake up early to exercise. His workout schedule had been erratic lately. He's still recovering from the attack but he's doing a lot better. I was glad. I laid in bed next to him and watched him sleep. He looked so cute sleeping. I wrapped my arms around him to which he replied with a deep sigh. Randy. I watched him for a good 10 minutes when my cell ranged. I had it on vibrate so I wouldn't wake Randy, or myself. I reached over Randy and grabbed it from the nightstand and read the caller ID. It was Shawn. Shawn calling this early? I got up and walked out of the room so I wouldn't wake Randy. He needs his rest. "Yeah?" "Hey Rey. How ya been?" I sighed. "Hi Shawn. Well you know just stuff I guess." "Yeah that was kinda of a redundant question. Sorry. Anyways the reason I called was because I wanted to talk to you... about Dave." "Dave? Why?" "Because I know it's bothering you. Hunter told me about it. That's why I'm calling so early. Hunter arrived back last night and I don't want him to know I talked to you. He's sleeping right now." "Yeah Randy too. Look Shawn I'm not sure if I want to talk about Dave." "That's just it Rey. You do. I know you do. You have so much bottled up emotions about him and you need to talk to someone about it. Let me guess... you feel guilty talking to Randy about it so you keep your mouth shut around him right?" Yeah I guess Shawn was right. "OK Shawn what am I suppose to say? The man I use to love, the man who said he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me tried to murder my friend, who's now my new lover?" "Look Rey—" "No Shawn. I can't stand to think about Dave right now. I hate myself for even..." "For Even what? Rey?" "Nothing." I wanted to hang up the phone but that would be rude. Shawn was a nice guy who was just trying to help me through this ordeal and here I am yelling at him. "Rey you can tell me. Please?" "When I saw Dave at the courthouse yesterday... I felt something. I felt...sorry for him. When he told me that he loved me... I ..." "Rey it's OK." "No it's not! I hate myself for even feeling that way. How could I have sympathy for Dave? I could i..." "You love Randy." It's as if Shawn knew what I was going to say... and stopped me. "You and Randy are going to get married and live happily ever after Rey. Simple as that." "Yeah you're right. I love Randy. Not Dave. Thanks Shawn." "No problem. I'm going to go make breakfast for Hunter. Did you want to talk about anything else?" "Oh um no I don't. I'll talk to you later." "OK Bye." Randy's POV I was in bed with the most beautiful man in the world and I couldn't be any happier. I woke up early but decided to stay in bed. I didn't feel like exercising today. I just wanted to lay next to Rey all morning. I stared up at the ceiling thinking about random things. I did this for a good 20 minutes or so when Rey started to stir next to me. I knew he was waking up. He always took about a minute to fully open his eyes. It was so cute. I decided to play possum and pretend to be sleeping. I closed my eyes and smiled. I love you Rey. I could feel Rey staring at me as I had my eyes closed. He was admiring me. I probably looked like a mess. I had to keep myself from smiling. It was hard. He wrapped his arms around me and let out a deep sigh. His warm body felt good against my skin. It was about 10 minutes of me pretending to be sleeping when Rey's cell phone began vibrating next to me. He quickly reached over me and grabbed it from the night stand. He got up and walked out of the room to take the call; He didn't want to wake me up I assume. "Hi Shawn. Well you know just stuff I guess." Why was Shawn calling this early in the morning? Was something wrong? Was it about Dave? I didn't want to ease drop but Rey was talking so loud. I don't think he noticed. I opened my eyes and continued to listen to Rey's responses to Shawn. "Dave? Why?" They were talking about Dave... "Yeah Randy too. Look Shawn I'm not sure if I want to talk about Dave." "OK Shawn what am I suppose to say? The man I used to love, the man who said he wanted to spend the rest of his life with me tried to murder my friend, who's now my new lover?" "No Shawn. I can't stand to think about Dave right now. I hate myself for even..." For even what Rey? I listened more closely to Rey. He clearly didn't want to talk about Dave but Shawn was forcing it out of him. "When I saw Dave at the courthouse yesterday... I felt something. I felt...sorry for him. When he told me that he loved me... I ..." "No it's not! I hate myself for even feeling that way. How could I have sympathy for Dave? I could i..." Shit! How could Rey have sympathy for Dave? After what he'd done to me, to us. I needed to know more. I needed to know what he was going to say next. "Yeah you're right. I love Randy. Not Dave. Thanks Shawn." "Oh um no I don't. I'll talk to you later." I quickly closed my eyes and waited for Rey to come back to bed. I had mixed emotions. I felt sick to my stomach that Rey still had feelings for Dave. I wasn't angry at him though. I was pissed... at Dave. How dare he say something to Rey yesterday? I knew it was a possibility, one I wanted to shield him from. Because of my outburst in the courtroom I left Rey vulnerable to Dave's mind games. Why didn't Rey tell me? Rey climbed back into bed and wrapped his arms around me. I snuggled closer to him and smiled. I laid there in bed thinking about Rey's conversation with Shawn. I was upset he felt something for Dave. I wanted to confront Dave. I don't know what good that would do but I had to. I have to go see Dave.