Bloodline Divine 2-The Rise to Fall

Chapter 39

Tattoo

The end of October I once again found myself alone. Roman had to go back on the road and after two weeks of nonstop filming the camera crew left for a few weeks but they'd be back in November to film my next journey. I spent that time alone focusing on myself. Getting my mind reset and finding that balance once more as it was hard to do after losing Bray. I found myself turning to yoga not only was it to help heal me physically but mentally as well. I now started my days off with a morning run, a cool down yoga session, a lot of stretching, and then a workout in the gym. I kept this routine the same every day except every other day I'd do a partial workout then get back in the ring.

I remember that first morning I did, it was actually the first morning after everyone had left. I got my stretching done and decided it was time to see if I could still do it. I couldn't understand why I was nervous maybe it was because I was worried, worried I couldn't do what I used to do anymore. I calmed my mind telling myself to not think about the high fly maneuvers or crazy stunts but to go back and start at the beginning with the simple basics.

The first basic thing was running the ropes just like I did after my hand injury and I got back in the ring at the performance center. I stared at the ropes took a deep breath and ran for it, my back bouncing off the first rope and running across to the other getting myself refamiliarized with the feel of the ropes pushing into my skin. I ran and I ran the ropes testing the waters of my leg and ankle feeling relief as they both held up and let me do what I needed to do. For over an hour I ran myself in the ring and I was all determination and gratitude when I got out of the ring. I looked back at it before going upstairs because I knew in that moment nothing was going to stop me from making my return.

It was crazy how it was November already. The mornings were as hot as they had been making my runs in the morning better and longer. It was the first Saturday of November and I was waiting for some guests to arrive. The camera crew returning tomorrow as they were going to be filming my tattoo process as I was getting that started on Monday. My guests that were arriving today were a mystery to me. I'd gotten a phone call from Roman a few days ago about two family members coming to stay for a while. Roman wouldn't be able to come back for my tattoo session but he wanted someone to be there with me he just wouldn't tell me who.

"Come on you're not going to tell me who it is?" I begged him on the phone.

"Nope, it's about time you get a surprise instead of the other way around," he teased me then I pouted to him the rest of our conversation.

"Don't worry you'll like who've I sent to you," he said and it's been driving me nuts wondering who it was. I actually didn't care who it was I was just glad I was going to have someone other than the camera crew with me. I guess if I secretly was hoping for someone then it would be Solo. I missed my shadow and best friend so much, even if we did talk every day. I got workout and training session done for the day and then anxiously paced around the house all morning waiting until 1pm of the arrival of whoever it was that was coming. I had everything in motion for my return things were slowly falling into place. It was just approaching one pm and Sergeant and I decided to take up waiting out front. I took a seat in one of the rocking chairs on the front porch and Sergeant sniffed around for a while before laying down at my feet.

A weird feeling had come over me sitting there most of my life I never waited around for anyone because there wasn't anyone. Now over the last six months of being on the sidelines all I've done is wait for someone. Before I didn't want to, now I anticipate someone coming. Before I wanted to be left alone and now, I can't wait for whoever it is about to come up that driveway. My phone beeped at me and I just opened the gate to the car that was there. I know I couldn't be too careful but my instincts told me it would be okay. I waited and watched the car come up the driveway before parking. I stood up and walked the path to the driveway.