The Perfect Design

The Truth is a Lie?

-Russell

December 1st, 2014

I was still on a high from my birthday party. Having all the people I loved around me, gave me that extra push that I needed. Seeing my family put the icing on the cake though. I can't believe Leah flew all of them out here to see me. I had the chance to spend some time with them before they left yesterday. Today was practice and I felt as if I had all the energy I needed to have another successful day at practice.

After coming off of the field, all the guys were in the locker room engaging in all types of conversations.

"Hey, Russ have you seen this?" Doug Baldwin approached me with a concerned look, extending his hand out with his phone.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. The article read: "Russell Wilson's girlfriend has multiple lovers?"

Underneath were pictures of Leah with me walking through Century Link, Leah hugging Robert Turbin and smiling, and lastly; this one takes the cake, Leah apparently having dinner with Lamarcus, smiling and her hand in his. I knew I sensed something weird about them two at the party. At this moment, I became so disappointed. How could she fail to tell me something like this? Did she and Lamarcus have something going on while I was on the road? Did they have a past relationship? I really did not suspect Leah could do something like this. So many thoughts filled my head all at once; I guess Doug realized that by my facial expression.

"Bro, stuff like this happens all the time, the media will always attack those you love. Just don't make any harsh decisions before you get all the facts. You need to talk with Leah." He said.

Everything Doug said was right, whether I wanted to hear it was a different story. As soon as I saw the photos of Leah, memories of what happened between Ashton and I raced through my memory. The heartbreak I felt when I found out she had stepped outside of our marriage and gave what was ours to another man. The divorce papers, the embarrassment I felt. I will not allow myself to go through this again.

Just when I let Leah inside, she does something like this. I knew it. I knew that I had moved too fast. I should have stuck to my guns, and just focused on football and not relationships. The cold hearted, shielded and protected Russ kept his feeling on lock and didn't bother with women for the time being. I'm thinking that's the Russ I need to go back to.  Trust takes forever to build and it only takes a second to lose mine.

The drive home seemed to be a long one, just me alone with my thoughts. I did not know what my next step would be or how I would even confront Leah about this. Maybe I would not confront her. She didn't see fit to tell me everything that was going on in her "relationships" so why should I have to explain myself? I thought Leah was the truth, but I guess that was a lie.

I get arrive to my home and pull up to the garage, exiting the car. My arm lifelessly, holding my duffel bag.  My two dogs greet me as I enter my home. I guess they were the only ones loyal in my life.

As I make it up to my room, I walk over to my dresser, eyeing the velvet box that seemed to stand out more than before. How could I be so foolish to want to give her this so soon? "Stupid move, Russ" I thought to myself as I opened the box revealing a 10 carat diamond ring that would soon belong on Leah's finger. I had been eyeing it for a while, because no one ever made me feel the way Leah did. After my birthday party, I just knew I had made the right decision in buying it. I was going to wait when she finally unveiled her childrens palace and surprise her and propose right then and there at the event. To show her in front of everyone how much she was worth, how amazing she was. Lies.

Mysterious P.O.V

I rubbed my hands together knowing that their relationship would surely be rocky now with those pictures I was able to capture, sending them to the right gossip sight and setting Lamarcus up in the right place at the right time, I was sure to succeed. I was confident that Russell would see that I'm the woman for him and not this Leah girl. Who is she anyway? I knew how to get to him and have him for myself, even if it means shipping this Leah girl away somewhere. Russell will be mine.

-Leah

December 7th, 2014

Before every game I like to call or text Russell to wish him good luck. This particular time I could not seem to get an answer. I had not talked to Russ since his birthday weekend, but with the close of the regular football season, I imagined he was trying to get his mind right. I figured I should just give it some time and I could talk to him later...