Post by Maria Salvatore on Feb 18, 2017 16:44:58 GMT -5
Washington D.C.
The Nation’s Capital
Dinner With The Dad
{Things really weren’t going all that well for Maria Salvatore. She had just dropped her last two matches and as much as she wanted to keep herself positive, keep herself smiling for all of the world to see she just couldn’t. It seemed as if one thing was happening right after another and tonight it wasn’t going to get any easier. Tonight was going to be a big day for her as her boyfriend Maleek Raheem and Maria were going to have dinner with Maria’s adopted father Joseph Reagan.
Maria honestly had no idea how things were going to go between her boyfriend of color and her father who was strong with his heavy sense of nationalism but that didn’t stop Maria from going through with this whole ordeal. Ever since Donald Trump came into office Washington D.C. was vastly busy. Busy with supporters lobbying for the new President and haters who wanted to disagree with everything he was trying to do. For Maria however none of that mattered. The only thing that mattered was making sure that Maleek was ready to meet her “Father”. Both of them sat in the rental car as they pulled in front of the fine dining Italian restaurant Fiola. Maria was clad in a very short dress with heels as her boyfriend Maleek thought it was appropriate to wear a pair of jeans with a blazer and dress shirt. They both stepped out of the car as Maleek handed his keys over to the Valet parking staff.}
Maria: “Dad’s going to kill you… This is not how you make a first impression!”
Maleek: “What do you mean baby girl?! I know how to win this man over. Once he sees me he’s going to be in love with your boy. You know I do good with face to face meetings. If I could deal with dealing with Kenzi’s old haggy ass mother. I can deal with anybody!”
Maria: “You don’t understand… It’s different though! At least Sidney was into the whole represent you type of thing. You know down with the swirl mixed relationships and everything like that. I really don’t know how my dad is going to take all of that.”
{Maleek looks at Maria as he walks beside her and grabs her butt. He pulls her in tightly for a big hug as he looks down into her eyes.}
Maleek: “Babycakes listen up! You don’t have to worry about me like I said I know how to win him over.”
Maria: “Not wearing that you don’!”
{Maleek looks at his attire as he just smiles at her.}
Maleek: “Whatcha mean?! This look is what’s in. It’s what everybody is wearing. I just think your old man needs to get with the times! Come on let’s not keep him waiting…”
{Maleek grins as he holds Maria by the hand and the two of them walk through the doors of the restaurant. Where they are greeted by a host. After a few forms of communication the host brings them to where Mr. Reagan is sitting. He stands up as the young couple find their way over towards him.}
Maria: “Hi dad!”
{She says warmly as she embraces him with a passionate hug. He smiles as he hugs her tightly.}
Reagan: “Hey Maria…”
Maria: “Anyway dad here’s the boyfriend I was telling you about. His name is Male….”
{Maleek smiles as he extends his hand and shakes Mr. Reagan’s. Shakes it firmly as he looks deeply into his eyes.}
Maleek: “Nice to meet you sir. The name is TJ Spencer!”
Maria: “Wait your name is TJ Spencer?! And I have been dating you all this time and you didn’t think it was important to tell me that?! That is the type of stuff that I need to know. It all comes with the territory of me being your girlfriend!”
Reagan: “Sir?! I can tell I am going to like this boy already. Even if he is well… You should have told me sooner Maria!”
Maria: “I did tell you! Every time I tried to tell you, you always found a way to somehow change the subject.”
Reagan:: “Maria… Not in front of our guest. The only thing that is black about TJ could be his black heart. It takes a good sense of national pride to have served for our armed forces. Only a man of a military background would respect me and call me sir knowing my background. So what branch were you in? Judging by the firmness of your handshake your physique I can only picture you as a marine!”
{Maleek shrugs his shoulders as he looks deeply into Reagan’s eyes before he stares back at his girlfriend.}
Maleek:: “Actually no.. I was in…”
Reagan: “The Navy?! God bless your soul we need people to protect our waters…”
{Maria sighs before Raheem shakes his head.}
Maleek: “I didn’t really do that either...Come on… You know brothas aren’t going to be anywhere near the water.”
Maria: “MALEEK!!! I told you about the whole “brotha” thing!”
Maleek: “My bad babycakes…”
Reagan: “I guess I can rule out coastguard then. Hmmm you don’t see like an army guy. How about the Air Force. I can see a guy like yourself not wanting to be on the ground taking flight. Taking into the air and what have you…”
Maria: “Dad he didn’t serve in anything!”
Maleek: “Actually your boy served those L’s out there on the football field. Division one no less. How do you think I got so jacked?! I was out there playing linebacker.”
{Reagan smiles as he looks at Maleek grinning.}
Reagan: “That’s what I am talking about. I knew there was something special about this boy!”
Maleek: “Who you calling boy?!”
{Reagan shakes his ehad with a grin.}
Reagan: “Sorry didn’t take you for one THOSE people getting offended and what not.”
Maria: “WHAT TYPE OF PEOPLE?!”
Reagan: “Liberal Maria! Liberals God I hate them and their kind”
Maria: “Can we like lay off the politics and maybe focus on sports again I guess…”
Reagan: “So what school did you play for?! It wasn’t for one of those awful schools that don’t do anything is it?!”
{Maleek scratches it head as he sighs in return.}
Maleek: “Actually I played for FSU under coach Bowden now before you….”
Reagan: “YOU PLAYED FOR BOBBY BOWDEN?! Hate the name Seminoles but God Bless that man. It’s no Miami University the superiority team in the ACC but I can respect two national championships under that man. I have a feeling we are going to get along just fine…”
Maleek: “Well I also am the Public Relations director for a big Production studio. I knew I had to swipe up that daughter of yours to be my assistant really quick!”
Reagan: “Yeah I know that feeling. Maria do us a favor under us whatever you feel is best. Me and Mr. Spencer have a lot of acquainting to do with one another.”
Maria: “Why do I have to order?!”
Maleek: “Because you are the Italian… You know what’s up!”
{Maria just stares blankly as she watches her boyfriend and her “father talk with one another. This was definitely going to be a long night.}
Hey everybody it’s Maria Salvatore here. I just want to say that these past couple of months haven’t been the best. I started off fantastic! I was undefeated and I beat everybody that came in front of me. Yet the moment I ran into Etsuko is the moment that things didn’t seem to be going so well for me. She beat me and it’s an image that I can’t shake out of my head.
If that wasn’t enough I just lost to Courtney Leinart and it’s all because Etsuko had to stick her nose where it clearly didn’t belong! It really has me pissed off to no end and at Rising Stars I plan to do something about it.
We are going to be entering into a match of servitude and let me just assure all of you that I will not be Etsuko’s servant. I will not call her mistress nor will she ever put me in a position where I will beg for her to stop or beg for mercy. That has never been me by any means. Even to when Kenzi Grey was bullying me to Alexis Blake taking her frustrations out on me for being this awful girlfriend and never being there.
I have never been one to say I couldn’t handle it. I have seen some things in my life I wish I didn’t see. Some things that range back to my time in Florence watching my older brother Rob make some moves along with my father Anthony. I have seen first and foremost what the Mafia does when people don’t pay attention.
If I told you the real in depth details I probably would have to have you killed. That’s how important and confidential that type of stuff was. But the reality is I have been there done that. In bad words I have seen some shit and you think I am going to back down from some woman who wears a shock collar? Who gets controlled with a remote to stay in line?
That doesn’t scare me. As much as you might want to put me in that place. No matter how much you might want to maim me so I could perhaps serve this precious Red Lady that I always seem to hear about. It’s just not going to go down like that because I simply won’t let it!
You may have beaten me in the past but you never destroyed my fighting spirit and I refuse to be broken.
I will tell you what will happen though. I am personally going to break you. I am going to wear you down like none other. I am going to wrap you up in my Sleepin Wit Da Fishes and you Etsuko are going to go dancing.
It’s not dirty dancing so please don’t cry. Although I know I would enjoy making you cry so much it’s not about that to me. It’s about having the ability to make you go….
TAP DANCING!!!
Seeing your hand tap frantically on the mat is what will bring a smile to my face. Perhaps maybe I should make you mine! Show you what it means to get maimed. Put you square in your place but then again seeing as someone else already has power over you.
As you enjoy being what they called submissive it would just be another day right at home for you.
This is where I break that cycle. This is where I get back to my winning ways and I show the likes of LAW management that I deserve to be in a hunt of some kind. I know the hardest thing is finding Orchid some competition well you are looking at a woman who is looking to break out of her shell. A woman who wishes to rewrite the losses to both you and Courtney.
It’s a day by day step by step process and it starts with you.
I feel like I am Jet Li from the movie the One. U Law got sent to eternal hell and he wished to climb the mountain of it to prove that he was the man.
Well I am too nice to be in hell but I will make it to the top of that mountain. I refuse to be anybody’s bitch.
In fact At Rising Stars I get to make sure you become mine…
Tap, Tap, Tap… You will get used to it Etsuko….
Break out those dancing shoes… It’s time to dance girl.[/div][/font][/b]