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Dave's POV
"Where are we going Dave?"
Rey and I won our tag team match and I couldn't be any happier. Rey was distracted during the match, causing me to pick up his weight. It was practically a handicap match, but I didn't mind much. I loved showing Rey how strong and manly I was that I could take on 2 guys by myself. As promised I was rewarding Rey with something special I planned for us this evening.
"You'll see baby. Just get some rest."
There was really no reason for him to get any rest. He didn't fight much. Rey usually protested and was persistent when it came to finding out things I had planned for the two of us, but not tonight. Damn you Randy.
I turned my head over occasionally to look at my lover, his head was pressed against the window and he had wrapped himself in a blanket I'd gotten for him. You belong to me Rey. Always.
"We're almost there baby." I looked at Rey for signs of excitement. No response.
As we approached the place where we were headed, Rey still hadn't spoke. We finally reached the mansion after driving for 40 minutes. It was large with 20 bedrooms and just as many baths, an old Victorian style dwelling. I saw it on the way to the arena one day and though it was a perfect place for Rey and me to spend time together. I arranged for us to stay there for the remainder of our stay here in Los Angeles with the owner. We had the whole place to ourselves.
I put our rental car in park and turned off the engine. Rey still didn't speak.
"Rey baby we're here."
I reached over and took the blanket from here, which made him upset. Sorry Rey.
"Fine." He said weakly. We both got out of the vehicle and grabbed our stuff and headed for the front door. Rey didn't even so much as smile at the beauty that stood before us. Clearly he was thinking about Randy and didn't care about anything I did for him. Ungrateful bitch.
I took out the key to the mansion and opened the front doors. Rey's eyes twinkle when he saw the interior. I spent all afternoon setting up the place with help from some of the divas. Rose petals lay across the floor, leading a path to a large dining hall. Candles lined the walls, illuminating the room. We put our stuff down and headed for the dining hall. More rose petals circled the big table and laid preciously on the table. A feast was prepared for the two of us. It was perfect. A perfect night for a perfect person like Rey. I love him.
"Wow Dave..." He said. My heart began to flutter. I live to please him.
"Great isn't it baby?" I say.
"Yeah it's great. Thanks."
He reached up and gave me a half-hearted kiss on the cheek.
"Look Rey I don't want you worrying about Randy. Like I said he's—"
"He didn't show up tonight Dave! He had a match and he didn't show up. Vince was mad as hell. Ran would never be late for an event—"
"When the fuck did you just call him?"
"Dave please."
"No Rey! You have a pet name for him now?"
"No Dave. It's just something I call him once in a while. The other guys do it too!"
"Whatever. Thanks for ruining our evening Rey. Let's just fucking eat and go to sleep OK?"
Damn Rey. Why are you toying with my emotions? You know how angry I can get..
We sat down and ate our meal, barely talking to one another. All the work I put into this was for nothing. Me and my big mouth. I just had to say something about Randy. Fuck.
"Alright Rey". I began. I walked over to him and started placing light kisses on his neck and cheek. I was in the mood and nothing could stop me.
"Dave please...I don't feel like having sex right now."
"Excuse me? Since when have you ever turned down sex? You're the one always begging for my thick cock to fill you tiny little hole. I mean you're a fucking slut when it comes to sex." Sorry Rey.
"Is that what you think of me Dave?!? Fuck you!" He ran out the room and stormed up the staircase. I upset my baby. I wanted to kill myself. I'm not worthy of his love. I ran after him.
"REY! REY! Baby I'm sorry! Please forgive me!"
The mansion was big and I couldn't find Rey. FUCK! I don't deserve to live. How could I do this to him? He's hurting because of me. I DID IT FOR US REY! BECAUSE I LOVE YOU! I pulled out my Swiss army pocket knife and began to cause deep lacerations on my forearm. I hope this works.
"SHIT! GOD DAMMIT! I CUT MYSELF!."
"Dave?" I heard Rey's beautiful voice behind me. He ran to me with concern.
"What happened?" He asked.
"I cut myself trying to find you. It's fine though."
"No it's not Dave. It looks bad. C'mon let me take a look at it."
Yes Rey. Let's take a look at it... I love you Rey. Always.
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