Readers: Thanks so much for being patient with me. Summer is so crazy right now! Anyways here's a new story I've started. Hope you like it =)
The Call
It was a stormy Sunday night. The wind was blowing wildly outside the hotel and thunder cracked loudly as I watched my husband of four years pace back and forth in the living room. He had gotten up in the middle of night and answered his cell phone which was vibrating. I laid in the bed pretending to be sleeping, but when he didn't come right back I got worried. I got up and went to the living room, stopping just before going in. He was on the phone still so I listened quietly.
"I understand what you're saying Vince but I can't do that." He said. "I won't put her in danger…look I'm sorry but the answer is no."
With that he hung up the phone and looked over his shoulder at me.
"What was that about?" I wondered.
My name is Meaghan Leanne Michaels and this is the story of how I got pulled into one of the biggest stories of the WWE. I'm a 26 year old biracial woman with long dark brown hair and brown eyes. My husband, Shawn, had just retired two years ago and hadn't been back to the WWE except for special appearances. Things had been pretty pleasant since he was home. We had a beautiful two year old daughter named, Samantha and a newborn boy named Ryan. We spent most of our time in our new ranch located down in San Antonio, Texas enjoying the constantly rising and setting sun. Today however, was different.
"Shawn? Is everything alright?" I finally asked him.
He stopped pacing and sighed heavily. "Yeah I'm alright."
"What did Vince want?" I asked.
He raked his hand through his long blonde hair and looked into my eyes. I could tell by this particular look that he wasn't in a great mood.
"He's come back…" he said.
I shrugged; unsure of who he was speaking of. "Who?"
He sighed, "The man that all wrestlers fear. The man who retired me."
My eyes grew wide as I thought about the history I had with that man. The year Shawn faced him and put his career on the line, I had gone backstage to wish Shawn good luck when I got lost. I wondered around for a few moments before heading into the bathroom. While I was drying off my hands, I heard someone come out from a stall behind me. Thinking it was another girl I ignored the person and went to leave the bathroom. As soon as I touched the door handle I felt a large hand reach out and grab me. I looked over my shoulder as my attacker, whipped me around pressed me against the door. When I looked into his deep green eyes all I saw was pure evil…Tears instantly built in my eyes as he pressed himself against me and gently stroked my chin with his hand.
"Today is Judgment Day for your husband little girl…are you ready to watch him meet his fate?" he said.
I sniffled as I fought back my tears trying to stay strong but I knew he could see right through me. "Shawn is a strong man Undertaker…and I promise that he'll win tonight."
He laughed deeply, "Tell me Meaghan…are you willing to bet your soul on that?"
I began to breathe deeper as I pressed myself against the door more. I tried to look away but he grabbed my chin and forced me to look into his eyes. Suddenly without warning he bent down and pressed his lips to mine. When he backed away, a tear fell from my eye before I turned around and ran out of the room.
"Oh…him…ok and what does that have to do with you?"
"Vince wants me to come back…like I did last year." He said.
I chuckled, "And that upsets you?"
"No…what upsets me is that…he asked me to bring you this time."
I raised an eyebrow wondering what I could possibly have to do with this. "Uh…why?"
"I don't know, but I refuse to let that happen." He said as he took a seat next to me and wrapped his arm around me. "The Undertaker is dangerous, and I won't let him hurt you."
I laid my head against him letting him hold me tight. I wasn't sure where this was going but I knew it couldn't be good if The Undertaker was involved.