Authors: Rose D. Cassidy
Okay, so she still had issues, but he wasn’t grasping that and it just pissed her off more, that he wouldn’t even consider it. How could he think that what he was doing was okay? He had to see that she was a complete mess and yet his issues made him over look hers and she was even more pissed off and unsure because of it. She wanted to be with the Ayden that wasn’t the Ayden he was now with knowing that she was his. Maybe if he thought she wasn’t his, he would go back to his ways with her in the beginning. She didn’t really think that would happen she saw his brokenness the second he asked if she was throwing him away and she said yes, but what else was she to do, he was completely wrong and getting out of hand with all of it. Something needed to be done, an action that would stun him into thinking differently.
He was a mess, she was a mess, they haven’t seen or spoke to one another for almost a couple weeks, a few fights and a couple more weeks. The semester is coming to a close, next week are finals. It’s the last fight night for the season. Jos is doing the announcing, Trey couldn’t bring herself to do it; to get the crowd into it; she wasn’t into it. Even though it’s the last and just as important as the first fight of the season. It was too big of a night to not, but still, her heart hurt like hell. His was just as bad.
They both felt like they were right from the beginning; she wasn’t capable of loving anyone and he wasn't capable of being loved by anyone.
The bets where at an all-time high, every spectator was there to see one hell of a fight; the biggest anticipated fights to date. People were buzzing, looking for Trey; she stayed hidden. When Jos got up to speak people were angry, upset, with a loss of belief; they wanted Trey and she knew it, she saw it clear as glass looking into the faces of the crowd, it cut her deep like the broken shard it was. Still, she didn’t come out of hiding.
“Well, well, well. It’s become the time you have
allll
been waiting for. The biggest
baddest
fights of the season. The biggest
greatest
fights know on this circuit. There comes a time where anticipation is no longer an extra heart beat; it’s a skipping of those beats; a roll to your heals; a hop on the balls of your feet. The wait is over; all bets are in; it’s time for the first fight to descend…”
Trey blocked the rest out, pictures of every fight wrapped through her mind; a video slide. She knew she had to get her shit together; bottle her anger. This fight tonight would be the worst and best fight of her life. It had to be. The first fighters entered the ring; she studied them, the second and third fight entered and she did the same. She’s been in fight mode for a good hour now; ready for what lies ahead. What she wasn’t ready for was the look in her
opponent's eyes when she stepped in the ring.
They mirrored her own crushed soul. They studied hers as she studied his. Depths of pain and destruction; depths of love and conviction; recent scares lay on the surface. Unhealed scares that still burned. She took a step closer letting him see it clearly. She wanted him to know. Ayden cocked his head confused; ‘How could she be in pain over us, she threw me away?’ Her fist connected with his face, but it wasn’t the only thing that hit him. She still loved him, like he still loved her. He stumbled back, more of the pained realization than the swing she took at him again. He knew she never swung first and here she was stepping out of her comfort zone for him. Showing him she meant it all, surprising him with her pain more than her surprise attack to swing first. He thought about that fact. He thought maybe he should just let her win, but he threw that out of his mind quick and pounced. She wanted this fight and he knew it.
She wanted this fight more than she ever wanted a fight before so he would give it to her and he wouldn’t hold back at all. He spun around behind her and wrapped his arms around her neck in a head lock then knocking her knees with his and dropping them both to their knees. “Really, that’s what you got Ayden?”
“I wanted you to feel my breath on your ear. You turn me on Trey and I’m just returning the favor.” He let a soft kiss land just below her ear on the part of her neck she liked the most when he stood behind her. He knew it was the quickest way to break her, make her want him with in an instant. In a flash she reached back throwing herself into him, grabbing onto the back of his neck then throwing herself forward, almost flipping him over her, but he landed on his side instead. She jumped up kicking out his legs as he tried to stand. She would always be quicker and she knew it was the only way to beat him. As he fell back she landed on him straddling him, turning him on as much as she was now. She went for a swing, but he blocked and flipped her over onto her back, she used the momentum of his force and kept rolling until she was over him again, pinning his arms under her legs and landing a good blow to his left jaw. She leaped up, “We can roll all day, but it’s not what we’re here for.”
“Then come at me babe,” he replied with a smirk and a wink, as they circled once. She smirked back with a promise something was about to come. She ran to her right, jumped up landing her foot off a pillar then spinning off landing her foot in the arch of his back. He buckled forward, but caught himself quick, spinning with his elbow back connecting with her ribs. She used the force of the blow to get away quicker. “Are you running Trey?”
“Not from you, Ayden.
Never
.” She let the double meaning linger before she attacked again. He got it, he understood she wasn’t
really
done with him yet. She didn’t really throw him away. He smiled, but didn’t really let her attack fully.
The fight went on, the mocking carried out right till the end. They put one hell of a show on. They both knew it, Trey knew it was the best show fight yet because they matched each other punch for punch. When Jos yelled, “One minute left,” they both gave it their all. The second before the fight would be called Ayden dropped to one knee in front of Trey, grabbing her hand to keep her in place, “Marry me.” He pulled the ring out from his pocket to show her he was serious. Her eyes wi
dened with surprise as he stood. He leaned forward and whisper in her ear so no one would hear, “Marry me, Treasack Sirona. Not as your king, as your love servant.” The meaning of his words didn’t go un-noticed; he was thinking about her need, not his possessiveness to be by her side as king. "I don't think, I know I want you and you owe me your hand in marriage," he reminded her of her deal. He pulled back to look into her eyes as he slipped the ring on her finger without her answer.
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Epilogue
:
And The S
tory Ends
He didn’t need a voiced answer, he saw the yes in the depths of her eyes. She wanted to say yes, but they also both knew that in order for that yes things needed to change and he conveyed it to her as he looked back at her; ‘Yes, if you compromise,’ eyes. They wrapped their arms around each other in surrender and the crowd erupted with passion for their queen and soon to be king. "A fair break," Jos yelled. The sea of people parted as they left their make shift stage; her make shift throne.
They walked
in silence back to her place, like their first night they walked together. She grabbed her bottle of Jack, a joint and walked him out to the hot tub with a smirk as she turned to him to ask if this was okay. If giving him the royal treatment was finally okay. “It will be the one and only best because you’ll feel the true love I have for only the perfect souvenir.” He smirked and shook his head slightly at the crazy of it, but still let her lead the way. They stripped down keeping their eyes locked on each other. She gestured for him to enter the sanctuary of Trey then she followed. She took a shot, leaned over his shoulder handing him the bottle as she lit up the joint then switching with him. At a pretty good buzz, a pretty good high she placed the bottle and joint down and went to work caressing his shoulders, his neck, his arms, his back, his chest, his stomach, his thighs and when he started to squirm, his hardness. Floating around to straddle him, they kissed, they made love.
“Well, I couldn't help myself, I took you
too quick, I'll have to finish the rest some other time, but then again you already know. I won't have to teach you to pay attention to a women. I’d threaten and kick them out at this point, but I will no longer ever have any other this close to me again. You are it, you are the last. Take me in and please put me to sleep in your arms, it is where I want to be every night from here until my last day. I love you, Ayden James.”
“I love you Treasack Sirona. It would be my greatest pleasure to put you to sleep in my arms every night until my last day.” They slipped out of the hot tub, slipped into the bed and his hands, his body, his heart beat and breathing put her to sleep.
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The next morning at breakfast they decided to come up with a contract, or The Grand Royal Plan as they titled it. It would ensure a future of happiness that they both felt they both were entitled to; that they both deserved and needed. They agreed upon the terms, signed the contract and had Gwen witness.
The Grand Royal Plan
This document when signed will be a binding contract between two parties that are and will always be in love if the following stipulations are met at all times during their relationship. It will guarantee a marriage between the two with in the year they both finish college or before, if the time is agreed upon by both parties. If it is not followed there will be a split in the relationship and no marriage.
Stipulations:
1. To always give and show love daily.
2. To always have an open heart, open mind and be open with one another.
3. To always let the other explain before jumping to conclusions therefore avoiding any misunderstandings.
4. To always remember the others love before jumping to an act of jealousy therefore always avoiding the act of jealousy.
5. To always remember to give time to the other to be alone, to recoup, revive, think. Life gets overwhelming a minute alone is good.
6. To always listen and be there for each other.
7. To always have a conversation daily at breakfast, lunch or dinner.
If all above is remembered and used daily there will be no anger, no vi
olence, {unless it’s for play, :)} and no yelling or misunderstandings. Therefore happiness will be achieved in the relationship.
At the time of marriage and again at the time of pregnancy this contract can be revised, added to or rewrote if need be and both parties agree to the new contract.
Signature
:
Ayden James
Signature
:
Treasack Sirona
Witness
:
Gwen Jone
s
Date: June 19
th
, 2013
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