Chapter 4
"What do you mean, 'your wife'? When did you get married?" Randy asked as he watched Cody lightly place his hand on this woman's back, guiding her inside their locker room. Cody led her over to a chair and motioned for her to have a seat. She sat down, still looking nervous.
Cody couldn't believe that Jenna was actually here. He turned to Randy, "Just what I said, Randy, Jenna is my wife."
Ted had wandered over, not quite believing what Cody had just told him and Randy. "Ok, we get that you're married, but you never mentioned anything about her before," Ted said, taking in the pretty woman sitting by Cody. Him and Cody had been friends for a long time, and his buddy had never mentioned that he was married.
She cleared her throat. "That's probably because we've been separated for almost seven years-" Cody cut her off.
"No, Jenna, we weren't 'separated', you up and left me one day while I was at work! All you left me was a note saying you it wasn't working out anymore and that you were leaving. And then, seven, almost eight years later, you finally send me divorce papers! Which, by the way, I am still not signing." Jenna shrank back in her chair a little, stinging from Cody's words. They hurt a little, even though they were all true. "I need you to sign them, Cody. I need to move on with my life," she said softly, not looking him in the eyes, instead choosing to focus on her shoes.
"If you had wanted a divorce so bad, why didn't you file for it the night you left? Why did you wait so many years to do it? Do you have any idea of how worried I was, not knowing where my wife was? Shit, Jenna. I loved you so much and wanted us to work out so badly, but you just up and left? How do you think that made me feel?" Cody was close to the point of shouting right now. Ted stepped in, not understanding exactly what was going on and not wanting his friend to blow whatever chance he might still have with his wife.
"Cody, calm down; stop shouting." Cody turned and faced Ted. "Ted, how would you feel if your wife just up and left you one day, moved half way across the country, and you never heard from her again until she wanted a divorce? Wouldn't you be a little upset?" Cody's blue eyes were flashing with anger. He turned to face Jenna, seeing the fear in her eyes, he tried to calm himself down.
She figured out how to speak again. "Cody, I'm really sorry. About everything. I think we need to just call this a loss and move on. Please sign the papers so I can go."
"Just call this a loss and move on, Jenna? I don't think so. We were in love and we got married. Yeah, things didn't go as well as we planned in the beginning, but we made a vow to each other. Didn't that mean anything to you? Or was this all just a game to you?"
"Cody, you know that isn't true. I did love you, but we were too young."
Randy had been sitting across the room, watching his friend and his wife argue back and forth. He had to say something. If Cody had been him, he would be saying something harsher to her instead of just saying that she had hurt his feelings and that he was upset. "So, Jenna, is it? Let me try and understand this mess. You two were married, then you left for no reason, probably slept around on Cody for a couple years, and then you find out that he's making the big bucks in the WWE, so you decide to file for divorce in hopes you could get part of his money, right?" He was smirking an evil smirk at her that made her want to get out of her chair and slap it right off his face.
"That is the most ridiculous thing I have ever heard, Cody, I don't want anything from you, except your signature on these papers. If you had even bothered to read them, I'm filing because of irreconcilable differences and don't want anything in the divorce, I just want you to sign them so I can move on with my life. I should have done this a long time ago-" Randy cut her off.
