Chapter 20
"Cody, I'm sorry...so very sorry..." Jenna was full out crying at this point. She had carried this secret around with her for almost eight years. She didn't want to leave him. Her head started spinning again and she leaned forward to put her head between her knees to try and get the spinning to stop; she would have tipped forward and on to the floor if Cody hadn't grabbed her arm.
"Jenna. I don't know what to say. This is such a shock to me. How do I know it's not just the whiskey talking right now and you're just making this up to make me feel bad because of what happened tonight with Layla?"
"I'm serious, Cody. I did what I thought was right for you. You and I both know that being a pro was your dream and we fought so much about you applying to Ohio to get started. I didn't want to be a wrestler's wife; I didn't want a husband who was on the road three hundred days a year. I wanted someone who was going to be home every night. But at the same time, I didn't want a husband who was going to resent me for holding him back. Do you understand?" Her brown eyes were pleading with him to believe her. "I never wanted to hurt you, I only wanted to see you happy."
"I don't even know what to say right now," he said softly. "I don't want you to leave tonight. I don't want you to leave in the morning. I want you back for good."
"Do you forgive me then? For leaving?"
"I know your heart was in the right place, Jen. I know it was. I just can't...I can't get over that you loved me that much to let me go so I could live my dream. And it has been a dream, everyday. I'm doing what I love. I just wish...I wish that you had been there along for the ride from the beginning." He turned to face her, taking her hand in his. "But it was a nightmare at the same time all these years after you left. I missed you everyday and I beat myself up everyday, not knowing where you were or what I did to make you leave me. I guess the question is now, are you still against being a wrestler's wife? Because that's what I am, Jen. You were right, this is my dream, this is my legacy, this is what I'm supposed to do with my life. I love this business. I love the thrill of it all. But I want you by my side. Do you think you could do that? Can we tear up those divorce papers and start over?"
She nodded. "I'm still really sorry, Cody..." she mumbled. Cody pulled her in for a hug, burying his face in her neck. They embraced for a few minutes before Cody broke away and took a deep breath. "We need to talk about what you were doing outside with Randy. I need to know why when I went outside to explain about what Layla was doing I found you and him making out. And don't tell me that he had pushed himself on you again, because from what I saw, you were into that kiss just as much as he was."
"I don't know..."
"Jenna, don't tell me that you didn't know what you were doing, because your arms were wrapped around him. What happened?" Cody felt that angry jealous feeling rising up in him again as he thought about them together. His heart had stopped when he caught them outside together. "Did he really push himself on you the other times as well, or was it something you did willingly?" Cody took his arm off of her and stood up, staring down at her, waiting for an explanation.
"Are you accusing me of lying to you, Cody?" she said softly, her voice with a hint of anger in it, as she raised her head to look at him.
"Well, after what I saw outside, yeah, maybe I am."
"I can't believe this. I just poured my heart out to you, and laid everything on the line to you, and now you're accusing me of lying to you about Randy? You are unbelievable, Cody."
"No, you know what's unbelievable, princess, is that you tell me over and over again how much you despise Randy Orton, but I finally catch you in the act, and you won't admit it. Even though I saw it with my own two eyes. Your arms were around his waist, Jen, you were kissing him back, Jen. Tell me, princess, why were you kissing him? Do you and Randy have something going on that I should know about?"
