Pairing: Cody Rhodes/Ted Dibiase
Disclaimer: I do not know of any of this to be true, I don't know or own these people (but I'd secretly love to!)
Summary: M/M Slash, bad language, angst
~Two jumps in a week, I bet you think that's pretty clever don't you boy.
Flying on your motorcycle, watching all the ground beneath you drop.
You'd kill yourself for recognition; kill yourself to never ever stop.
You broke another mirror; you're turning into something you are not.~
"Damaged goods, that's all you are, damaged, dirty and as ugly as the Devil himself."
"I always knew you'd grow up to disappoint me son. Pathetic pansy. Did I raise you that way?"
Coming out was never going to be easy but he'd hoped his father would have mellowed with age. The black eye he was now carrying said otherwise.
"Is that who you let fuck you Teddy? Is that your little boyfriend? You two make me sick, I didn't raise you to touch men like that Teddy. I was a good daddy to you."
Ted upended the whiskey tumbler, draining the dregs into his mouth, no longer feeling the burn of the alcohol on his tongue. That feeling had long since passed, the demolition job he'd done on the full bottle of JB had seen to that. The numbness that he felt along his lips and into his mouth was too similar to how he felt inside to be comfortable.
It was too far this time but he was a forgiving man. His daddy taught him how to forgive at an early age, making sure 'L'il Tedder' said he forgave his father when the belt struck his skin in those moments of frenzy. Through the tears he would kneel in front of the cross and forgive those many trespasses against him, day after day, month after month and ultimately year after year.
Ted traced the diamond cut pattern on the glass, picking the sharpest points and pressing his fingers hard onto them. It felt good. Years ago he pressed things into his skin, but further up his arms, making marks he now tanned heavily to cover. So many nights Cody had laid in his arms and traced the scars, the faint pinkish chevrons that pointed towards the wrists he'd never quite had the courage to cut. Not even brave enough to see it through to the end. Story of his life. Failure always cut him deep.
His eyes locked on the dirty mark on the wall. It was imperfect, just like him. It was dirty, just like him. Screwing his eyes tightly shut he shuddered.
All he'd ever wanted was to be loved. To feel loved. Cody had given him that so it had to be right. Cody didn't hurt him. Cody cared, Cody forgave unconditionally.
~Drying up in conversation, you will be the one who cannot talk.
All your insides fall to pieces, you just sit there wishing you could still make love
They're the ones who'll hate you when you think you've got the world all sussed out
They're the ones who'll spit at you. You will be the one screaming out.
Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry
Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry~
The nights he laid and cried himself to sleep and pushed his lover away, unable to speak or feel anyone near him were always forgiven. The rages when he broke the crockery and cried for days were forgiven. Loving arms scooped him up from the cold kitchen floor, lifted him to places he had never known, places where forgiveness was given for free. Where love was. Where Cody was.
~Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry
Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry~
The glass hit the mark right in the centre, exploding into a million icy sparkling shards. A drop of whiskey ran down the paint, not quite enough to make it to the floor. Like Teddy, never quite enough.
It's the best thing that you've ever had, the best thing that you've ever, ever had.
It's the best thing that you've ever had; the best thing you've had has gone away.~
They'd argued and Cody had walked out. He'd threatened this in the past and never actually left before. This time was different. Ted found himself pinned to the wall, Cody's fists clenched hard. Ted just didn't want this to hurt either of them any more.
"You don't love me Cody. Nobody could love this. Nobody wants this in their life."
Nothing Cody said could convince Ted that there was love in his heart that meant the past didn't matter. Cody's pleading and promises had wound Ted up more and more until he'd shoved him hard away. For a split second his lover lost contact with the earth, then surging forward and slamming him into the wall.
"Teddy, he doesn't fucking matter anymore. Its about me and you now. Can't you see that?"
"I forgive him Codes. The sins of the father are visited upon his children."
"Well daddy's boy, if it's that easy to write it all off then it's about damned time you forgave yourself and moved on. Until then, we're through. I've had it with all this shit."
Cody grabbed his car keys and left. No further words spoken, not knowing if he had the strength to return.
~Don't leave me high, don't leave me dry~
Hope this is working, just wanted to do something a bit different, less wordy, perhaps a bit more raw to add to the story. All reads and reviews appreciated as always :)