Jaelyn

Everyone enjoyed Bridgette's birthday. Fergal returned to get the twins. I am not speaking to him after what he told me about Marcel.

Bryson and Gracie are helping me clean up. "Thank you, guys, for helping me out with Bridgette's birthday," I said.

"You're welcome. What happened to Fergal?" Bryson asked. "He's mad at me. He believes I invited Gracie to Bridgette's birthday and not his girlfriend. Of which I had no idea that you were gonna bring Gracie. No offense," I said.

"None taken," Gracie said. "Well, Fergal should be mad at me, not you. Invited Gracie because I was ready for Bridgette to meet her," Bryson said.

"Then he asked me why Marcel didn't come and I told him that he was busy. Then Fergal says that Marcel's pretending to like me and he likes another girl that's hotter than me," I said.

"Oh, Fergal's just jealous that Marcel's being a good friend to you. Don't let him get into your head," he said.

I nodded, sighing. "I might have to talk to Marcel about this," I said. "Don't tell him. This is what Fergal wants, he knows that you like Marcel," Gracie said.

I nodded, sighing. "Mommy, do you like Marcel?" Bridgette asked. We looked at Bridgette standing on the stairs.

"Bridgette Jolene Garcia-Dale, how long have you been standing there?" I asked. "Just for a minute," she said, coming downstairs.

"Oh, you little sneak," I said. "I wonder where she got that from?" Bryson asked. I looked at Bryson, staring at him.

"Oh that she got that from you. I saw you two spying on me when Marcel came and picked me up," I said.

"Momma, do you like Marcel?" Bridgette asked. "Well, do you?" Bryson asked. They all stared at me.

I rolled my eyes, chuckling. "Your mommy's blushing," Bryson said. "Shut up, Bryson," I said, through my teeth.

"Come on, Momma, admit it," Bridgette said. "Ok, fine! I do like him," I said, sitting on the couch.

"See, Momma. That wasn't so hard," Bridgette said. "Why don't you give Marcel a chance?" Gracie asked.

"Marcel and I are just friends because I want to focus on myself and the kids. He wants me to let my heart heal," I said.

"Well, that's understandable," Bryson said. I nodded. I heard a knock on the door. "Huh? I wonder who that is?" Bridgette asked.

I got up to see who it was. I looked through the peephole. I see Marcel. I opened the door. "Hey, Marcel," I said.

"Hi, Schon. Did I miss the party?" Marcel asked. "Yes, you did," I said. "Oh looks like you have guests still here," Marcel said.

"So this must be Marcel Barthel that Jaelyn's been hanging out with," Bryson said. I rolled my eyes, shaking my head.

"Yes, Bryson, this is Marcel. Marcel, meet Bryson, Bridgette's dad and this is his girlfriend Gracie," I said.

"Nice to meet you guys," Marcel said. "You as well. How long have you known Jaelyn?" Bryson said.

"Here we go with questions," I said. "Three years ago in Blackpool England when the new WWE Performance Center UK was opened. However, we never talked until that blind date we went on two years ago," he said.

"That's a long time," Bryson said. "Yeah," he said. "Yeah. He's been a good friend since Fergal's been distant with me," I said.

"Well that's a good thing," Bryson said. "So Momma, is that your friend Marcel," Bridgette said, coming down stairs.

"Oh hi. This must be the birthday girl?" Marcel said, looking at Bridgette. "Marcel, this is my oldest daughter, Bridgette. Bridgette, this is my friend Marcel," I said.

"Hi, Marcel. You're very tall in person," Bridgette said, looking up at him. "Thank you. Happy birthday," Marcel said, smiling.

"Thank you, Marcel," she said. "Bridgette, what do you think of him?" I asked. "He's nicer in person than I saw on tv," Bridgette said.

"On NXT tv, I'm a bad guy but I am a very different person when I'm outside the ring," Marcel said.

"Well that's good. I usually don't like heel wrestlers but I did like it when my momma was a bad girl with my ex-stepdad," Bridgette said.

"I liked it when your mom was a bad girl too. Especially when she was on Team Bella," Marcel said. Bridgette nodded. "Momma, can I go to Daddy's house?" Bridgette asked.

"Yes, since it's still her birthday," I said. "Plus, it'll be a good chance for Bridgette to get to know Gracie for the first time," Bryson said.

"Thanks, Mom. I'm gonna head up and get my backpack with school work," Bridgette said, heading back upstairs.

"She's a cool kid. Where are the twins?" Marcel asked. "With Fergal," I said. "Did he arrive for Bridgette's birthday?" Marcel asked.

"Yes, until he got mad at me for inviting Bryson's girlfriend and not inviting his girlfriend. Of which I didn't invite her. Bryson brought Gracie so she could meet Bridgette," I said.

Marcel shook his head. "That's an asshole move on Fergal's end," Marcel said. "Fergal's trying to stir up drama, that's it," I said.

"Okay, Daddy, I'm ready to go to your house," Bridgette said, coming down stairs. She has her backpack to do school work.

"Okay, sweetie. Do you want me to bring her back on Sunday for your birthday?" Bryson asked, grabbing her backpack.

"You can. Just let me know first," I said. Bryson nodded. "I will. Bridgette, give your momma hugs," Bryson said.

Bridgette hugs me. I hugged her back. "Thank you for throwing me a birthday party, Momma," Bridgette asked.

"You're welcome, sweetie. Listen to your daddy. I love you," I said, kissing her head. "I will, Momma. I love you too," Bridgette said, pulling away.

"Nice to meet you, Bridgette," Marcel said. "You too, Marcel. Be nice to my momma," Bridgette said to Marcel.

"I will," Marcel said, smiling. Bryson, Gracie and Bridgette headed out. "So that's your baby daddy? He's very different when you showed me your episode of Sixteen and Pregnant," Marcel said.

"Yeah. He was barely around Bridgette after she was born until 2017 when he changed his life around because his girlfriend at the time wanted him to choose her over Bridgette. 2018 he was around more often and wanted time with Bridgette and proved that he changed," I said.

"Good thing he changed his life around so he can be more in your daughter's life," he said. I nodded.

"I'm proud of him for changing himself and being a good father to Bridgette," I said. "That's good," he said.

I nodded, smiling. "Do I get to meet the twins?" he asked. I shrugged. "I don't know. I don't want him to bring his girlfriend around them and he doesn't want you around them either," I said.

Marcel nodded. "That's only fair," he said. "Yeah ," I said. "So is it true? You and Fergal are truly divorced?" he asked.

"Yes, my marriage to Fergal is officially over," I said, getting up. I grabbed the proof that I'm divorced, showing Marcel.

Marcel looks at it, reading. "Congratulations, Jaelyn. Now you can be free to do whatever you want and date whoever you want," he said.

"That's true, I can. I'm gonna wait to open up to dating once my heart heals and you'll be the first one to know," I said, smiling.

Marcel nodded, smiling. "Then I will wait for you," he said, winking at me. "Well, try your best not to get with anyone else, it happens all the time," I said.

"I'll try not to," he said, chuckling. I chuckled, smiling as I am trying not to blush. "So what are you doing tomorrow?" he asked.

"My best friend Lauren's planning a birthday bash for me and my twin sister Cassidy at Room 22 in Orlando with a couple of girls from NXT," I said.

"Cool. Maybe Fabian and myself could see you and your friends," he said. "Nah. It's a girls night out," I said, laughing.

"On Sunday, for your birthday, would you like to hangout with me?" he asked. "I might be out with my daughter, depending on how hungover I am," I said.

Marcel nodded. "So how old will you be again?" he asked. "28 years old," I said. "Oh that's right," he said.

I nodded. "I don't look 28, don't I?" I asked. "No, you don't. You look like you're 30," he said. I nodded, sighed.

"I've been told so many times. I'm mature for my age," I said. "Yes, you are. I don't see much maturity in younger women at NXT Performance Center," he said.

"What about the ones that are training?" I asked. Marcel shook his head. "They're not as mature as you are," he said, stroking my hair behind my ear.

"Well, thank you," I said. "You're welcome. Jae, do you remember the first time we kissed each other before we hooked up?" he asked.

"I think so," I paused, looking up.

October 13th, 2019

After the blind double date, Marcel and I are in his rental car. He pulled over. "Is it okay if I park here?" Marcel asked.

"Yeah, that's okay," I said. We are sitting in the car, playing some music. "So what did you think of the blind double date?" l asked.

"Well, your friend Melissa, who's a good friend of mine, told me about a friend that would be a perfect girl for me. While Melissa, Kyle and myself were waiting for you. She wouldn't tell me your name. So when you arrived for the blind double date, I kind of got butterflies and wondered why she picked a married woman. What about you?" he asked.

"I had a good time. I wasn't expecting you at all," I said, smiling. "I'm glad you had a good time, Jaelyn," he said.

I nodded. "Me too. By the way, you are a good listener," I said. "Well, thank you. I believe you deserve better than Fergal," he said.

I nodded, sighing. "Melissa told you, didn't she?" I asked. "Yes, I can't believe you've been cheated on twice by him," he said.

I nodded, sighing. "I rather not talk about Fergal. It'll upset me," I said. "We can stop talking about him," he said.

"Thank you, Marcel," I said. "You're welcome," he said, smiling. I smiled back at him. "Can I confess something to you?" I asked.

"Sure," he said. "To be honest, I'm actually in rebound mode after finding out that Fergal cheated on me a second time. If you know what that means," I said.

"I kind of do, like revenge sex?" he asked. "Something like that," I said. "Ohh, I have something to confess to you," he said.

"Okay," I said. "I'm not looking for a relationship either," he said. "Really?" I asked. "Yes, I'm just looking for casual sex," he said.

"Okay," I said. "Is that okay?" he asked. "Yeah, nothing wrong with that," I said. Marcel nodded, looking at me.

I looked at him as my heart started racing. Marcel leans into my face as I close my eyes, breathing heavily.

I felt his hand caressing my check as he kissed me on the lips. I kept my eyes closed as we breathed softly.

He continued to kiss me as I cupped his cheek as we kissed each other. I felt his tongue slipping in my mouth.

He hovered over me as our tongues touched as we moved to the back seat. We continued to kiss each other deeply.

"Well, I have protection," Marcel said. "Better safe than sorry," I said. "True. I don't want to get you pregnant," he said.

"Yeah, because I don't want any more children," I said. I took my jacket off as he took his turtleneck sweater.

We kissed each other deeply. He slips his tongue in my mouth again. Our tongues touch as we're french kissing. 

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