Post by Deleted on Jun 12, 2016 11:40:35 GMT -6
To say that I’m pissed about not being booked at VoW’s biggest Pay-Per-View event of the year is an understatement. I can’t believe that the idiots in charge would ban their best wrestler from their biggest show, and for what? Because I did the company a favour by breaking Owen Gonsalves in half and putting him on the shelf? Nobody cares about Owen Gonsalves! He’s just another one of those pathetic heroes to these pandering losers who watch the show every week.
However, of course, the plus side of not being booked is that I get to spend even more time with my beautiful Queen, and since we’re engaged, I figured it was about time that she met my parents. I’ve never really talked to her about my parents that much, matter of fact I don’t think I’ve spoken to her about them at all.
I hope she doesn’t think it’s weird that I actually talk to them whenever I go to visit. I find it therapeutic and honestly, sometimes I can hear them respond to me.
We make our way down the sidewalk, I’m dressed in a pair of black rocker boots, a pair of light blue denim jeans, a black Metallica Death Magnetic T-shirt and a black biker jacket. Carrying a couple of red roses in my right hand and holding onto my Queen’s hand in my left, I look over to her and smile.
She’s dressed in a pair of black leather high heeled boots, a pair of black tight fitting denim jeans, a black In This Moment T-shirt and a black leather jacket of her own. Glancing back at me, she reciprocates the smile as we reach the entrance to the cemetery and stop.
"So...this is where your parents are?"
I slowly nod as I squeeze V’s hand a little tighter, the nerves setting in a little.
“Yeah, it’s been a while since I last visited them...something I’m not proud of.”
"Are you gonna be okay?"
Veronica walks in front of me and looks into my eyes, those beautiful little stars that stare right into my soul and begin to comfort me, then to seal the deal to feel her hand move against my cheek. That feeling of bliss gets to me every time.
“With you here with me, of course I’ll be okay...”
We both smile at one another and share a passionate kiss before we then make our way into the cemetery, again, hand in hand.
“I know that I’ve never really talked about my parents to you, V...which is the main reason why I wanted to bring you here with me to visit them. It’s a difficult topic for me to talk about, even moreso after when I visited the bastard who murdered them and seeing he had no fucking remorse whatsoever over what he did!”
Just thinking about that rotten son of a bitch boils my blood as my face begins to warm up with rage.
"It's still hard to grasp in my mind that someone would want to kill your parents. Why is it again that he did it?"
“It was a robbery gone horribly wrong. My parents wanted to protect me, as well as wanting to protect their property. Then he just gunned them down...just like that...right in front of my...”
I choke a little, remembering that fateful night, even at five years old, something as traumatic as that never leaves you. I still have nightmares of it, seeing the looks on their faces as they died in front of me.
“...right in front of my fucking eyes...in cold...fucking...blood!”
"That's...that's awful."
Just then, I look over and notice...V is tearing up awfully bad as her own voice sounds choked up. She hugs softly onto me in comfort, but the way she feels, you'd think I was talking about her own parents getting killed.
“I just...hope that if there is such thing as a Heaven, or some form of afterlife, that they’re watching over me and they’re proud of me. And one of the many reasons why I’m so glad that you have accepted Nick and Chelsea as you’re own, is because I never ever want them to grow up like I did...without a mother and father.”
"I'd never wish that pain on anyone, and for me I'd give anything for the happiness of those two beautiful souls. They are my life...and I thank you for even allowing me to get to have them as my own. I never thought being a mother was something that'd get to me so much, but my life has not been the same since I met you and Nick and Chelsea. It's been the best dream I could ever have dreamt."
Placing my arm around her, I softly kiss her on the top of her head before we finally stop in front of two headstones resting side by side. The first one reads ‘David John Robinson, loving husband and father, August 4th, 1964 - July 12th, 1992’ and the second one reads ‘Patricia Louise Robinson, loving wife and mother, April 11th, 1963 - July 12th, 1992’.
“Well, here they are...”
Turning to her, I place my hands onto her arms and stare deeply into her beautiful eyes.
“Whenever I visit them...I like to talk to them. I know to some people, that may seem weird and I completely understand if you don’t feel comfortable talking to two pieces of stone stuck in the ground...”
A single tear slowly trickles down my cheek as I glance back over to their headstones.
“But I find that talking to them helps me sometimes, and honestly...sometimes I swear that I can hear them talking back to me...”
I once again turn back to my beautiful Queen.
“Is that...weird to you?”
"No...no baby, it's not. If it is okay, I want to talk to them too. I want to make sure they approve of me being with you."
God I love this woman so much. Hearing that come from her makes me feel so happy, that she actually wants to talk to them too. Nodding, I deeply inhale through my nose before slowly exhaling through my mouth and turn to their graves again and walk up close to them, Veronica at first hanging back to give me a moment alone with them.
“Hi Mom...Dad...it’s me, Matthew. I k-know it’s been a while since I last visited you guys, and I’m sorry for that, but I’ve been really busy lately and just haven’t had the time...”
Resting my hand on top of my mother’s headstone, I look up to the heavens and let out a gruff sigh as more tears fall down my face. I fucking hate breaking down like this, I hate how my parents were taken away from me, that I wasn’t able to have the life growing up with them.
“Nick and Chelsea are fine you’ll be pleased to know. Both of them are growing up so fast. They’re five and three you know? Can you believe it?”
Chuckling a little, I wipe the tears away with my thumb.
“I have some big news for you both, though. I’ve met someone. She’s here with me today and she’s the greatest, most beautiful woman I have ever met...and...we’re engaged to be married. Her name is Veronica, do you guys want to meet her?”
With that, I turn back to face my Queen and extend my arm out to her and she takes hold of it before making her way over to the grave marker and kneels, bowing her head, smiling.
"Hi there, Mr. and Mrs. Robinson. It's...an honor to meet the people that even for a short while helped raise the greatest man I have ever known in my life. I just want you two to know...I'm not a perfect woman. I have so many flaws, and I admit I made a stupid mistake early on in our relationship and almost ruined my life because I almost lost him."
She begins to cry softly, the tears falling against the stone.
"I love this man, more than you know. He saved me from insanity, and gave me the chance to feel like I had a life that mattered for the first time in forever. I would do anything for this man, for his kids, and it is my dream to stay with him for eternity. I swear to you, I will give everything in my heart to him, and all I ask is for the chance for you two to accept me as his mate."
Slowly, the light from the sun begins to pour down on top of the graves as I kneel down beside her and place my hands on her shoulders.
“I think that’s their way of showing that they approve...”
"Y-You...think so?"
Her smile, her tears...all so beautiful, so heart stopping. V leans forward, kissing the stones gently.
"I love you both, just as if you were my own blood. Thank you...thank you for accepting me, thank you for accepting my heart...thank you for having an amazing son who has changed my life for the better."
Wrapping my arms around her from behind, I softly kiss her cheek before cuddling into her as we both stare at the graves.
“V...I have a confession to make...”
"What is it, my love?"
Taking hold of her left hand, I stroke her hand and across her engagement ring.
“The engagement ring you wear on your finger...I didn’t buy it.”
"You...you didn't? You didn't steal it did you?"
“What? No! Of course I didn’t steal it! That engagement ring you’re wearing right now? Was my mother’s...”
"Matthew..."
Veronica looks closely over the black gemmed ring, smiling as she rubs her own hand over it.
"Your mother had amazing taste...it's me in every sense. Maybe she and I were more alike than I thought."
“From what I remember of her, she was an amazing woman and mother, just like you.”
Passing one of the red roses over to her, we both stand up to our feet now.
“Would you do the honours?”
V nods, kissing the rose petal and the stone once more, then gently sits the rose right under Mom's name. I then step towards my Dad’s headstone and place the other rose under his name before placing my hand onto his headstone.
“I’ll make sure to have a beer for you tonight, Dad...just like I always do. Until next time, Mom...Dad...rest easy...”
Heading back over to V, I embrace her in a tight hug.
“Thank you for this, V...you have no idea how much this means to me...”
"No...thank you...this moment today made me really feel like I deserved you, something I've questioned for a while. I can feel them hugging us, bringing us together in body and soul."
Breaking away from her, I once again smile before leaning in for another passionate kiss before we lock our arms together and head back out of the cemetery.
This moment truly brought Veronica and I closer together. I’m so glad that she was willing to meet and talk to my parents. She truly is the perfect woman for me, and I am so glad and lucky to have her in my life.
I want to share everything with her. When I thought all hope was lost for me to ever find someone who I could spend the rest of my life with, that was when Veronica entered and has once again made me feel complete.
I truly cannot wait for when the day comes that I can finally call Veronica my wife.
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After having such a wonderful day, that meant a lot more to me than anyone could ever imagine. It was only fitting that we ended the night to ourselves with a candlelit dinner back at home.
Everyone knows by now that I always treat my Queen to the best of my ability, she deserves to be, and I love her too much to not treat her this way. She is my everything, and I never want to go a day without telling her and showing her how much I love her.
As Veronica sits on the sofa, drinking a large glass of red wine after finishing the dinner I cooked for us earlier, I finish off washing the dishes and open up the fridge and take out a bottle of beer.
Picking up a bottle opener, I take the cap off and throw it into the trash can before looking up to the heavens and raising the bottle to my father before taking a swig and head into the lounge, taking a seat beside my Queen and putting my arm around her as she snuggles into me.
"Today was a really good day Matthew...another example of why I love you so."
“It was. And to know that you wanted to talk with my parents, and that you didn’t think it was weird that I talked to them, it filled me with so much happiness.”
"Sweetheart, I deal with weirder shit every day in my own head. Wanting to talk to your folks was nothing out of the ordinary for me."
“Well it meant a lot to me. More than you could ever imagine.”
Standing to my feet now, I hold out my hand in front of her with a smile on my face as she raises and eyebrow.
“Come on...I want to show you something...”
V smiles, taking my hand and rising to her feet, first taking a moment to share a nice kiss with me. I guide her over to the door leading to my office, where I usually take care of promos and any other wrestling related stuff.
Twisting the knob and opening the door, I allow her to enter first, this being the first time she’s ever been in this room. A bookshelf rests against the back wall and it’s laden with books, all written by the same author, my father. As well as the books, there are many photographs of both my parents, back from when they were first married, to showing me in their arms when I was first born.
"My, my...someone has been keeping a secret from me. Look at all of this."
“It’s certainly something isn’t it? At one point, my Dad was one of the most successful authors in the whole of New York.”
"Really now? Hmm, that's...actually very unique. And all of these are by him?"
“All of them. He was a very talented writer, I always thought about maybe trying to get into it myself. See if I am just as good as he was, but I’ve just never gotten round to it.”
V slowly walks over to the shelf, examining each book very closely and running her hand across each one. She goes to pull one out, but as she does another falls to the floor and slides to my feet.
"Whoops, sorry about that sweetheart."
Looking down at my feet, confusion crosses my face as I bend down and pick it to examine it.
“I’ve...never seen this before...”
"Maybe one you just missed?"
Scanning through it quickly, I shoot a glance over to her.
“V...this is a final draft of another book. I-It must have been the last one he ever wrote, it hasn’t even been published...”
"Seriously? Wow...what's it about?"
“I-It’s about...a young boy...with a dream to become a wrestler?”
And all of a sudden, it hits me as I once again shoot another look over to V.
“V...I think it’s about...me”
V, a little in shock herself, walks back over to me.
"Did your Dad ever write a book about you before?"
I shake my head as I clutch onto the draft, shaking a little.
“N-No...never...”
Wiping a single tear away from my eye, I shake my head a little.
“Right here in my hand is a book that my Dad wrote about me...a-and...he never got the opportunity to get it published.”
Dropping to my knees, I let go of the draft and begin to break down in front of my Queen.
"Baby...come here sweetie, don't be like this."
Veronica brings herself down to her knees as well, hugging onto me and rubbing the back of my head, and I can even feel a few soft sobs coming from her as she comforts me.
"Don't cry my King, you are stronger than this love."
“I just miss them so much, V. You have no idea how badly I want to just go to that prison holding the son of a bitch who did this and tear his fucking throat out for taking them away from me.”
"Matthew, baby, I know...and I wish more than anything in the world you or I could do that, but sadly you risk every great thing in your life if you even think about doing that. That stupid bitch is suffering enough rotting in that prison for the rest of his life, I can promise you that."
I scoff, shaking my head as I clench my fists tightly in anger.
“Well if you believe what he told me, he doesn’t mind being stuck in there for the rest of his life at all. But yeah, I would never jeopardize the life I now have with you and the kids, I need you to survive.”
V leans back a bit from me, wiping away the tears on my face and rubbing my cheeks gently.
"Your Dad more than anything probably wanted to publish that book for you though. But something he probably loves even more, getting to watch over you in eternal bliss as you accomplished those dreams you wanted so badly."
I nod before we stand back up to our feet, picking up the draft on the way. Taking one final look at it, I head over to the small empty metal trash can and drop it into it before turning to leave the room, Veronica standing there looking on at me from the office as I sit back down on the sofa and bury my head into my hands.
A moment passes in which I can hear V approach me, I think she ran into something as she made her way because of a clanging sound I heard, but soon I finally feel her arm wrapping around me and a soft kiss on the back of my head.
"Come on baby, you were doing so well..."
Another moment of silence goes by, then a soft hum from Veronica fills my ears as I can't help but peek up a bit at her as she gives her own rendition of an old Lonestar hit.
"Baby he's always here, take a look around. He's the sunshine in your hair, he's the shadow on the ground. He's the whisper in the wind, he's your imaginary friend. My King, I know the pain holds all your care, but he's always here."
Placing my hand onto hers, I turn to her and smile.
“I’m sorry for being all down in the dumps, V. I’d imagine this isn’t how you wanted to spend the day together...having to put up with me in this state.
"Sweetie...every day can't be perfect and I am perfectly aware of that. Today has been amazing, regardless of how rough you feel right now, because as long as I am told just once by you a day how much you love me, my day is complete."
V leans in and plants a soft kiss on my lips, rubbing her hand against the inside of my leg.
"Pretty much regardless of how crappy a day starts also, when we are together my love, you always find a way where we end on a high note."
Wrapping my arms around her, we share another passionate kiss with one another as we slowly fall back onto the sofa in each others arms.
I can always rely on my Queen to help make me feel better whenever I’m at my lowest. Recently, remembering my parents, especially my Dad has filled my heart with so much pain, yet it all seems to wash away whenever I see my beautiful fiance.
The day she finally becomes my wife will be the best day of my life...
