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Dave's POV
Randy. What a dumbass. What the hell was he thinking coming to visit me in jail? I bet he's fucking pissed that I broke his ribs. He should be. I had to be thankful for his appearance though; it did provide great entertainment for me and it gave me something to think about for the past 2 weeks. The look in his eyes when I told him Rey was going to be mine again was priceless. He was actually scared that it might happen. I know it.
I finally got out of solitary confinement and was reintroduced into general pop. My new cellmate was a fucking ugly prick, nothing like Rey. I wasn't going to touch him. I sat in my cell all day just thinking about random things, mostly about Rey and me. I remember this one time we were in Colorado hiking and he saw this big ass cockroach climbing up a tree. He screamed and jumped into my arms. I couldn't stop laughing. I love protecting Rey. I felt powerful when he would come to me for help. God I miss him. Being in here is the worst thing in the world, because he's not here with me&
I had my eyes closed whilst I continued to think about Rey. I was rudely interrupted when a guard came and banged his nightstick on my cell door.
"BAITSTA! YOUR LAWYER IS HERE." Ugh wonderful. The guard opened the cell door and I stepped out. He led me to a room where my lawyer was waiting for me.
"So& What's the deal Jack? Am I leaving or what?" I asked Ronald.
"Well Mr. Batista I'm not sure. The Judge has made a decision about your case. You are due in court tomorrow."
"Hmm& That's good I guess. Sure as hell took long enough."
"Well the fact it took this long does prove to be excellent news Mr. Batista. Most of the time it usually takes a day or so when the defendant is found fit to stand trial."
"Please Ronald call me Dave."
"Sure. Now let's discuss your appearance. I want you to get cleaned up for the hearing tomorrow. You'll need to shave and get your hair cut."
"Alright." I didn't fight him on this. I wanted Rey to see me all primed and pressed, not rugged and damaged like our last encounter.
"Good. I'll have the guards arrange for you access to a private bathroom."
"Perfect. You know Ronald, I believe now is a perfect time to make some arrangements of our own& "
"What do you mean Mr.& I mean Dave?"
"I mean I'm going to be let out soon and I wanted to go ahead and discuss our plans for each other." I looked at him seductively, giving him my winning smile and carefully laced my fingers together. His eyes popped out of their sockets when he realized what I meant.
"Oh no Mr. Batista I don't think "
"I told you to call me Dave." I said quietly. I was sure to make him say my name more often after I'm released&
"Dave I'm not gay."
"And?"
"Well I'm not interested you see."
"Not a bottom are you? That's fine. You can fuck Rey and me instead."
"I don't think you're hearing me. I'm not interested& period."
"Fuck you." I rolled my eyes and turned away. I don't have time to play silly games. If he's waiting for me to be more persistent it isn't going to happen. I'm going home soon and my focus right now is on Rey and Rey only.
A few minutes of awkward silence passed before I said something.
"So are you waiting for me to present the offer again or what?"
"Oh um no. I suppose I should be leaving. I'll see you in court tomorrow."
"Whatever."
The guards came and led me back to my cell. I wasn't showing it but deep down I was excited to be leaving this place and being reunited with Rey again. Tomorrow couldn't come quickly enough for me.
Randy's POV
Broken ribs, two of them, all thanks to that fucker Dave. I shouldn't have gone to visit him. Nothing good came out of it at all, not that I was expecting anything to. All I got was an injury and my ass handed to me.
I was doing so well in physical therapy and now I'm suffering a setback, all because I couldn't keep my pride in check.
I had a hard time coming up with a lie to explain my injury to Rey. I couldn't tell him the truth on how I broke my ribs, and I sure as hell couldn't hide it from him. I ended up telling him that I injured myself at my appointment 2 weeks ago, an appointment I made up to explain my absence.
I was upset at myself. I let my anger and bitterness get the best of me. Going to see Dave in jail was nothing short of me acting out.
Rey and I were in the hotel gym working out. He was monitoring me while I did my daily therapy session.
I had my back to him; I could feel him watching me like a hawk. I felt uncomfortable. He was scared that I might hurt myself again. He wouldn't have to be so worried if it wasn't for my foolishness&
"OK Randy just 2 more minutes of stretching and then we'll move on to squats. 15 reps." Rey instructed. He had a stop watch in hand timing me on my exercises. I loved how devoted he was to my recovery but I was feeling particularly guilty lately. He'd been extra tentative to my recovery efforts all because he was under the false impression that I'd overexerted myself during a doctor's examination when in reality I got into a fight and gotten my ribs broken. Rey was none the wiser.
"Sure babe." I replied. I turned and gave him a half-hearted smile. He beamed back and continued to watch me. I turned around and continued to stretch my legs. Moments passed before Rey instructed me to cease stretching.
"OK Ran time for squats." Rey reached down and helped me to my feet.
"Rey I can get up on my own." I said quietly. He shook his head and chuckled.
"Well I think the less stress you put on your body the better. Now squat for me baby."
"Yes daddy!" I joked. He smiled a cute, sexy as hell smile.
I parted my legs and as soon as I attempted to squat down I felt a sharp pain in my gut.
"FUCK!" I yelled.
"Ran you OK?" Rey asked worried.
"Yeah& I'm fine. It's OK. I just bent down too quickly." I smiled weakly, trying to play off the pain. Rey could see right through my charade however.
"Forget the squats. Let's just call it a day."
"No really Rey I'm fine."
"No you're not. Don't lie to me Randy." I winced.
"OK whatever you say." I said reluctantly.
Rey sighed. "Look Randy I just want you to go slow. There's no need to rush your recovery. I know how bad you want to get back into the ring but I don't want you to hurt yourself. You see how rushing yourself got your ribs broken." I felt another shot of pain go through me.
"You're right Rey. Sorry." I pouted and he smiled. He reached up and kissed me.
"I'm horny as hell Rey." I whispered in his ear. I grabbed his hand and placed it on my hardening cock.
"Yeah that's not going to happen." He replied.
I blinked. "Why not?"
"Why do you think? You're not physically capable for sexual intercourse."
Shit.
"Ugh can't you just give me a blowjob then?" I pleaded.
"Maybe& " Rey grinned. We laughed and grabbed our things, preparing to head back up to our room. As we began to walk out of the gym my cell ranged. I reached in my bag and flipped it open.
"Hello?"
"Hello Mr. Orton its James." James Hammerman was my lawyer. He was keeping me up to date on everything concerning Dave's status.
"Hi James." Rey carefully listened in when he learned that James was on the other line.
"I just wanted to inform you and Rey that Dave has a scheduled hearing tomorrow. The judge has made a decision regarding Dave's mental status."
I looked over to Rey who stared back intently, his facial expression showing confusion.
I cleared my throat and spoke.
"OK. What time?"
"The hearing begins at 8:30 am."
"Alright. Thanks."
I hung up the phone and sighed.
"What is it Ran?" Rey pleaded. I kept my head down. He put his hand on my shoulder and carefully lifted up my chin.
"Ran don't shut me out. Tell me."
"There's a hearing tomorrow about Dave. They're suppose to decide if he's fit to stand trial or not."
"Oh& "
"We don't have to go Rey& " I said quietly.
"I know, but I kinda want to go."
"Why Rey? Why would you want to go? What good could come out of seeing that bastard?"
Rey just stood there at a loss for words. Why Rey?
"I& I don't know. It's just& -"
"It's just what? Rey& Do you still love him?" Here it comes&
"WHAT? ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?" He began to pace the room and cursed in Spanish. "HOW COULD YOU ASK ME SOMETHING LIKE THAT RANDY? OF COURSE I DON'T LOVE HIM! I LOVE YOU!"
"Then why do you want to go see him?"
"It isn't about 'seeing' him Randy. It's about making sure that justice is served. I would think you of all people would want to confront the man who attacked you. Or is it just that you can go to the courthouse but I can't?"
"Ugh Rey I'm sorry."
"Whatever. I'm going to bed OK? You do whatever."
Rey stormed out of the gym leaving me to reflect on what just happened.
"FUUUCK!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. I took my bag and threw it against the wall. A sharp pain surged through my torso as I threw it.
"Dammit."
I grabbed my stomach and sat down on a bench trying to coax the pain away. I shouldn't have asked Rey if he still loved Dave. Of course he doesn't. How could I assume that for one minute? Rey loves me. He will always love me&
Rey's POV
Fuck Randy! How the hell could he believe that I'm still in love with Dave? Are you kidding me? How could anyone love someone as sick and twisted as him?
I went through the lobby and headed towards the elevator trying to avoid any possible contact with anyone.
"OMG Rey! Rey Mysterio!"
Ugh great.
I turned around and saw 2 tall blonde women rushing over to me with a pen and pad in hand. I didn't have time for this.
"Um hi. My name is Kim and this is "
"I'm Jennifer!"
They both giggled.
"Hi. Look I'm in a hurry and "
"Oh of course! Could we just have your autograph please?"
"Sure."
No matter how upset I was I just couldn't say no to a fan. I signed them each an autograph and they walked away giggling. I rubbed my temples and quickly walked to the elevator. I had to admit I was a bit surprised that they recognized me without my mask on. Not too many people were capable of doing that. Without it, I just blend in like everyone else.
I arrived at the elevator and pressed the button and waited for the doors to open. My anger had calmed down a little but I was still pissed at Randy. He certainly wasn't getting his promised blowjob tonight&