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| What if I say I would never surrender?; Part 2 | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Nov 28 2007, 01:40 AM (26 Views) | |
| Brandon Watkins | Nov 28 2007, 01:40 AM Post #1 |
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What if I say I would never surrender?: Part 2 Remember the time I told you the way that I felt.. That'd I'd be lost without you, never find myself.. Let's hold on to each other, above everyone else.. "Babe... wake up! It's nine o'clock and we have stuff to do today." Escaped Jessie's mouth, as she sat up in the bed next to Brandon. She had her messy hair laying on her shoulders, draped over a baggy 'Revolution' jersey of Brandons that she had chosen to sleep in. She sat, with the sheet covering most of her, shaking Brandon's shoulders and upper body. "Yeah.. yeah I'm up." Brandon replied, barely alive yet. His idea of morning was noonish, as was Jessie's.. normally. Today however, she was laced with joy and excitement. Still overwhelmed from the night before. "C'mon dork, we still need to take a shower before we go. Besides, you wouldn't admit that I wore you out last night... would you?" She snickered, leaning down to kiss him on the forehead. "Me? Are you kidding? The Bishop of Love can GO-FOR-DAYS! There ain't no stoppin' this holy man." Replied Brandon, smiling as he forced himself to sit up. He was laying in just a pair of pajama pants, no shirt. He ran his fingers through his hair, before looking over at Jessie once more. "You know babe, you really are beautiful. And this is coming at you when you first woke up, imagine what I think of you when you're all done up and even YOU think you look good." "Oh hush, get up we need to get going." Said Jessie, as she finally made her way out of the bed, walking over to the closet to find some cloths. Even though Brandon had only officially proposed the night before, talk about marriage was no new concept to the pair. They had been talking about it sense the first year they started going out. Jessie had chased him for a very long time, and watched him go through many a bad woman. Girls that only ended up hurting Brandon, making him feel like shit and in turn making Jessie feel the same way. "Alright alright.. do I at least get some break fast?" Asked Brandon, crawling out of bed himself. As Jessie peaked her head out of the closet, "Sure, you know where the kitchen is honey." laughing as she re entered the closet. Brandon smiled, walking around his side of the room looking for his cell phone. It wasn't until it began to ring that he saw it, have submerged under the corner of the bed awaiting certain demise. Brandon reached down and picked up his ringing phone, flipping it open and bringing it to his ear. "Hello?" He answered, knowing that most of his friends would assume he was still a sleep. "Yeah, what's up Baxter it's a bit early ya know.." "I know, but I heard the news. My man, engaged! How's it feel Brandon?" Replied Baxter, nearly wetting himself from excitement for his longtime friend and boss. "It feels fantastic man, it's what I've always wanted. For once, it's not just me that has feelings for the other in the relationship, these bad boys go both ways. This really is love Bax." Said Brandon, now sitting on the side of the bed talking quietly, hoping Jessie won't notice. "Well man, I'm thrilled for ya, but I got some news you might want to hear." "Don't tell me Javier' got himself arrested again.. that guy seriously needs a green card. That, or he needs to hook up with some ugly ass American Citizen, I can't afford to keep bailing him out!" "No, Javier is.. well he's fine. Or.. err.. you know what I mean. He's as good as he'll get. But that's not the point! Pay attention brotha!" "Sorry, sorry, continue Baxter." "Well earlier this morning I got conformation from the European Wrestling Federation that you've been booked in a match for their show titled, 'Thursday Night Mayhem'. It's a standard introduction match, battle royal against a bunch of other idiots. Just to see if your for real about joining the fed. Did you know about this bro?" Finished Baxter, stuffing a piece of KFC EXTRA crispy chicken into his mouth afterward. "Well I knew that I would have a match.. but I've had other things on my mind. I mean wrestling is important.. but Jessie is everything. I was more focused on her then anything. Hell, I even missed going to see that new Denzel flick with you. How was that by the way?" "That shit was BOMB-AS-HELL BROTHA! That movie kicked unbelievable amounts of ass from start to finish. Hell, I almost finis.. never mind, I'll leave it at that." "My lord.. ANYWAY, yes I had an idea the match was coming. How much time do I have to catch a flight over there.. I'm in Arizona." "WHAT?! You're in your fucking hometown when you need to be in Europe in TWO DAYS. Get your ass out of bed, off yo woman, and on to a plane! I'll book a flight for you two for later today, you can make it right?" "Do I have a choice..?" "No." "Didn't think so, alright man I'll let Jessie know, later." Said Brandon, closing the phone and dropping it on the bed afterwards. "Tell Jessie what?" Said Jessie, emerging from the closet to take a seat on Brandon's lap. She still had on only that baggy jersey of Brandons, but he wasn't complaining. He wrapped his arms around her, and gave her a kiss. He looked into her eyes, and smiled. "We've got a flight to Europe tonight.. I've been booked in a match for the EWF that I got caught off guard with. I was focused on us. Is that okay?" Ask Brandon. "Well... do I get a shower and sex before the plane ride?" She asked, revealing a sly smile. "Whatever you'd like, Mrs.Watkins.." END: Part 2 |
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