Mariana's POV- February 2016
"Mariana"
I was finishing up a reading assignment so I hummed in response. I don't think Will heard me because he sighed and shifted a bit.
"Mariana"
"Mari
"Mari"
I felt a light tap on my leg.
"Ana"
"Ana"
I looked at him and he smiled.
"Can you massage my back?"
"You mean your shoulders?" I asked.
Will and I were forced to go on a date tonight with Viktor and a girl he was currently trying to wooh. Dinner went nice, the girl he was trying to get to know was really into him. The food was also great, and so was the company but I was real glad to leave. As soon as we got to Will's apartment we literally showered and changed into our pjs. Viktor was still not back yet, and I don't think he was coming back tonight. I had to finish up my homework, so I had been doing that. At one point I thought Will had failed asleep, but then he began turning every minute or so.
"I'm almost done" I told him.
He sighed and sat up.
"Do you have baby oil?" I asked.
He got out of bed and made his way to the bathroom.
"What are you reading on?"
"The Mexican Revolution" I answered.
"I briefly learned about that when I was a kid"
He climbed up on the bed and I closed my book.
"Well what do you know?" I asked him.
I climbed off the bed and put my laptop and book away.
"That they had like a dictator like president"
I nodded and looked at him earning a smile.
"Some other guy ran for president and he won, and he won or something"
I laughed as he shrugged.
"Take your shirt off and turn your back to me" I told him.
He did as told and I took the baby oil from him.
"Well the dictator like president's name was Porfirio Diaz" I said.
He hummed and groaned as I put my hands on his shoulders.
"You're stressed out" I stated.
"There's a chance I might play my first NHL game soon"
"That's good" I admitted.
"I'm a nervous wreck"
I put a little baby oil on my hands and lightly massaged him.
"Your neck is incredibly stiff" I told him.
"I know"
He groaned as I found a knot on his shoulder.
"My mom's a chiropractor so even though I don't really get along with her I used to look for her during the season" I said.
"So she knows how to pop bones"
"Joints actually, the popping sound is the gas being released" I explained.
He hummed.
"Do you know how to do that?"
"I don't want to injure you" I stated.
"So you do?"
My silence seemed to be his answer because he lied on his side, facing me once I finished massaging his shoulders.
"Crack my neck"
"I've seen you crack your neck all on your own" I told him.
He frowned a bit.
"I will beg"
"You will not" I said.
He pouted.
"Please? My neck hurts and so does my back"
I sighed as he blinked a few times and pouted even more.
"Lay on the floor" I stated.
I laughed as he slowly slid off his bed. He was such a weirdo sometimes.
"Don't you have someone on your team that does this for you?" I asked as I straddled his butt.
"He's not as pretty as you"
I rolled my eyes and gently pressed my hands over his back.
"What are you doing?"
I ignored him and reached for the baby oil.
"Am I going to sleep like a baby tonight?"
"You might wake up sore" I told him.
"Give yourself more credit"
I poured a bit of baby oil and laughed when a weird noise escaped his mouth.
"Was that a squeak?" I asked.
"I don't know what you're talking about"
He groaned as I began massaging his back.
"That feels so good"
"Now comes the fun part" I said after I massaged his back.
"I'm literally falling asleep here"
I lightly pressed on his back.
"You know in order for me to crack your back as you say you need to relax" I told him.
He took a deep breath and groaned as his joins popped when I pushed against his back. He didn't move, and I thought something was wrong until he hummed.
"Have you tried cupping?"
"I have, it's great" I said.
"Does it burn?"
"No" I replied.
"Coach thinks I should try it"
"You should" I admitted.
He groaned as I popped his back.
"That felt great"
He groaned twice as I popped his lower back.
"Done" I said.
I stood up and watched as he turned so he was lying on his back.
"I'm going to sleep like a baby tonight"
He sat up.
"Can you pop my neck?"
"Let me massage your neck, so I can see" I told him.
"You're the best"
I got down on my knees and gently placed my hands on his shoulders.
"Tired?" I asked.
"Incredibly, I hate Vikor Loov at the moment"
I laughed.
"I was actually looking forward to eating Chinese Food"
Our relationship didn't have a label, but we did enjoy each other's company. Will was a bit shy, but once he got out of his shell he was a complete goof. I also found out that he hated wearing pants. He was currently pant-less, and even I couldn't help but occasionally stare at his well toned legs.
"They were nice though" I said.
"Well yea, but neither of us wanted to be there"
I gently cupped his face and he hummed.
"At least he paid" I stated.
He groaned as I popped his neck.
"That's true"
I finished popping his neck and he closed his eyes.
"I'm just going to sleep here"
I laughed as he lied down on the floor.
"So the Mexican Revolution"
"Porfirio Diaz ruled 3 decades as President of Mexico" I said.
"Gross"
He slowly sat up and stood up.
"Well it's a good thing that I did not get a leg massage"
"You don't want sore legs?" I asked.
He looked at me.
"Babe, I don't mind a bit of pain legs, how do you think they got this toned?"
He had a point.
"Babe?" I asked.
He sat on the bed.
"Does it bother you?"
I shook my head.
"It just caught me off guard" I stated.
He nodded.
"So he was president of Mexico for more than 4 decades. How long was a term?"
"It used to be 4 years, but it was switched to 6 years in 1934" I explained.
He hummed.
"He ruled from 1876 to 1911" I said.
"When the Revolution happened?"
"Well Francisco Madero ran against him in the 1910 elections" I answered.
"Did he win?"
I smiled.
"He did" I replied.
"Cool"
"He had never held a position in office, yet he won 90% of the vote because of his political views" I said.
"What were his political views?"
"He was a bit advocate for social justice and democracy" I told him.
"That's cool"
"He was born in a wealthy family but he believed everyone should have an equal opportunity" I said.
"It's crazy how we live in a world where having an equal opportunity doesn't really exist"
I nodded.
"He was arrested when his political party named him the running candidate" I informed him.
"Really?"
"Yeah, people were crazy. It's a big reason why the Mexican Revolution happened" I replied.
"What else happened?"
He genuinely looked interest.
"Let's lie down" I said.
He nodded, but did not move from his spot as I sat down on the bed.
"Despite winning the presidency, Diaz named himself president and began serving his eighth term" I told him.
"What a sore loser"
"Madero called for an armed rebellion, and Diaz resigned on May 25, 1911. He fled to France where he died 4 years later" I told him.
"What a weenie"
I smiled.
"How long was the Revolution?"
"10 years, from 1910-20" I replied.
"That's crazy, why didn't things get better?"
"Madero was assasinated in 1913" I answered.
"No fucking way"
I nodded.
"Before he was killed he signed off the presidency Pedro Lascurain who served as president for 1 hour" I said.
"Really?"
"It gets better" I told him.
He raised an eyebrow.
"Madero was assassinated by Victoriano Huerta who named himself president after"I said.
"Was he corrupt?"
"He was an idiot" I stated.
He laughed.
"He was forced to resign as president after 17 months, and he fled the country. Francisco Carvajal served as president for like a month after that"
"Then what else happened?"
"Venustiano Carranza was elected president by the people. He had the same beliefs as Madero" I replied.
"Was he killed?"
"Yes, he was murdered by his congress" I said.
"Wow"
I laughed.
"This is genuinely interesting"
"Adolfo de la Huerta served as president for like 6 months. Alvaro Obregon became president and he served his term and he had won the 1928 election. He was killed though by some super Catholic guy" I told him.
"Did you learn all this in school?"
I smiled and shook my head.
"My grandpa told me these stories. My great grandpa was a teenager when all this was happening, so he lived through it" I explained.
"That's pretty cool, so you're of Mexican decent?"
"From my dad's side" I stated.
He hummed.
"My mom was born in the Soviet Union in modern day Ukraine" I said.
"So do you know Russian?"
I nodded.
"And Spanish" I added.
"That's real cool"
"Let's go to bed, you look like you're about to pass out" I stated"
He nodded slowly and yawned.
"I'm not that tired"
As soon as he lied down, he was fast asleep.
A/N: My dumbself forgot Bates Motel was back!