Kaitlyn*There was a match going on here in LA. I had to attend. It was the only way I was going to get known and famous. It was a mixed wrestling, an open match and thousands of people were here to watch. I didn't come early but when I came, I saw a giant musky Lady taking out her fifth opponent. No one has been able to defeat her. No man or woman has been able to defeat her. They called her the undefeatable. Not to me anyway."I'm in. I wanna sign in for the match." I told the woman who was in charge of signing in participators. So many people were in line, I had to bust my way through.She eyed me from head to toe and laughed. "And you are?""Baller.""Baller or whatever you call your name, the exit is that way. Do you think you can really think you can defeat that lady over there?" She pointed to the Giant lady who was taking out her sixth opponent."It's not about muscles or whatever. It's about strength. it's about believing. I trained two years for this. You can't ask me to lea
Wesley*"Where do you live?" I asked Kaitlyn after helping her into my car and pushing my suit jacket on her.Her eyes were opening and closing but before she would fall asleep, I wanted to take her home. Leaving here meant danger and giving some random men their chance to mess with her. Taking her home with me, that isn't a good idea. Kaitlyn would never forgive me if I take her to my house. So it was better if I take her to hers. But the problem was that, I didn't know where she lived and Kaitlyn..Kaitlyn was already asleep.What I'm I going to do now?She can't spend the night here..I can't take her home, that is definitely not an option.I can't take her to a hotel, that would draw the paparazzi...I need to take her home.I need to see if Kris is okay.Yes..I need to ask for directions.I lowered the seat Kaitlyn sat on then lowered my side-glass of the window."Umm, excuse me.." a woman was passing by with her kids. Perhaps she might know Kaitlyn."Yes is there--" Her eyes w
Kaitlyn*I can't stand this. I can't stand Kris chatting with Wesley like they've been friends for a very long time. Ever since Wesley stepped foot into this house, Kris has never left his side. Even when I asked him to come take his breakfast, he refused, saying he'll eat it, only if Wesley would join us. Seriously I've been beyond pissed and all I'm craving of is to punch that smirk off Wesley's face anytime he steal glances at me. "Time for breakfast!" I announced and moved to Kris's side to pick him from the sofa."Hold on mom." He held out his hand for me. "Will Wes join us?"Ugh...I rolled my eyes. "No.""Mommy!""Okay fine! Fine! He'll join us. But you'll have to finish your breakfast."He chuckled. "I will." He took Wesley's hand. "Come on Wes, mommy said you could join us. Come on." Wesley got up and followed as Kris led him to the dining room.Martha placed several dishes on the table and I took my seat opposite Wesley. Kris as usual, wouldn't leave his side so he sat clo
Wesley*I turned to Kris who was fully focused on the view ahead of us. I had taken him to school this morning and he insisted I would be the one to take him home after school. We didn't have time to chat this morning because he was running late so I wanted to start a conversation with him now."Do you like it?"He turned to me. "Like what?""The car.""Hello? Am I supposed to care?"" He hit his hand playfully on his head and aided his head on his elbow.This kid was exactly like Kaitlyn. So straight-to-the- point, stubborn and cute. Very cute. I could bet he got his looks from me because I remembered mom said I had curls from birth and he looks just like me when I was a kid. Gray eyes, small pointed nose, pink heart-shaped lips, curling hair, and my face."Doesn't your mom dress you up for school?""I don't talk about my mommy with anyone. I mean, anyone."Wow..I thought he was all so excited with me this morning?Didn't he tell his friends and teachers that I was his new friend?A
Wesley*"Good morning Mom." I greeted mom who was busy with Marian in the kitchen. As soon as she heard my voice, she turned to face me."Oh.. morning... Wes--Wesley."She had that surprised look on her face like she couldn't believe I'm actually in a good mood today."I've never seen you so excited as you are now in the last past years, so what's with all the excitement?"I grinned. "It's nothing mom.""C'mon. " She tossed her apron aside. "You've got to tell me, you know.""It's Kaitlyn." I said balancing myself on a stool."What's up with her?""I think she's finally opening up to me."Her mouth hung in an awe shape. "Really?""Yes. For real.""How was that even possible?""I dunno. We almost kissed. And she was ready to let me kiss her. I feel as if she still wants me as much as I want her.""You aren't making all these up, are you?"I chuckled. "You remind me of Kris. I've got to go. I need to drop him off at school today.""Kris? You mean your son? My grandson? When do I get to
Wesley*We were both dripping wet. I didn't care about the condition we were both in but I certainly would have cared about the condition Kaitlyn would've been if I hadn't caught her."Oh goodness!" She exclaimed as I helped her up. "Try turning it off." She was referring to the broken tap.I covered the tap's head with some nylon I found in the kitchen but it was still dripping."I'll call the plumber to come fix it." I heard Kaitlyn say behind me. My vision were suddenly starting to feel a little blurry and I was starting to feel light-headed. I shook my head several times to clear my vision but instead, I felt a sharp pain on my head. My hand found its way up to my head and I felt something else on my hair. It wasn't water. Blood.I brought my hand down from my head and quickly washed the blood stains off my hand before Kaitlyn would see it.Few minutes later, the plumber had arrived. I had to let go of the tap so he could fix it. As soon as he was done, I gave him some money whic
Kaitlyn*"Ok fine!" He suddenly let out when he saw that I was ready to walk away since he wasn't going to talk to me with respect.Seeing Wesley's face after all what I just told him nearly made me laugh out loud. I just threw a stunt and he like the fool he is, fell for it. He thinks I have magical powers. That's really, really preposterous. Everytime I normally change myself into this....dragon-like lady, I'll tend to sound British. And I'm always bragging about my tattoo because it represented what I am and always be. Fearless, driven, strong, ambitious, brave and I always make the rules. Not follow some other person's rules because to me, I'm the boss in my own life. No man, I repeat, no man can control me or treat me like a property. "Are you going to ask me with respect or should I just walk down the street and take a taxi?""Hold on a second. I'm the one trying to relieve you, the stress of walking down this crooked road and I should also beg you to help yourself and get into
Kaitlyn*I ripped my shirt into pieces then made a bandage out of it before wrapping it around Wesley's chest. I didn't care how I looked, I wearing a jockbra I bought when I first started training. It helps by making the breasts invisible and helps in reducing pains that are directed to the chest during wrestling practices, trainings as well as wrestling matches."This should work." I said after tying a piece of my torn cloth around Wesley's chest.I looked away the moment our eyes met and I got up, moving away from him. My head engrossed in thoughts. "What if you had died? What if it was something I couldn't handle? Wesley did you realize that you really did put your life at risk here?""I've told you. I don't die easily. I still wouldn't have died even if I was the only one left in this bush. Or even if I had gotten shot a million times over."Oh yeah?I moved to the extreme end of the room and sat down. The day had started getting darker. There was no way we could make it time for