This story I actually plan to finish, and I already have an idea for the sequel in mind so I'll try to be quick on the updates. This contains Slash so if you don't like this subject, I'd suggest you leave now. I don't own any of the WWE divas or superstars if I did Raw wouldn't suck as much as it does.
Chapter 1: Tears Down the Drain
Shawn Michaels screamed out in pain as he hit the floor beneath him. He put her hands up to protect himself from the constant blows he was receiving from the blonde. "I'm Sorry...please...just stop." the Texan pleaded but the punches and slaps continued. Shawn couldn't take the pain anymore so he tried to crawl away but before he could distance himself, he felt the tug of his boyfriend's hand on his hair pulling him back. He was pulled to his feet and slammed against the wall. The screaming finally stopped and so did his breathing.
He awoke some time later, it was dark out so he knew it was late into the evening. He turned over to see his husband, Hunter, laying in the bed next to him. He slowly got up off the bed, careful not to disturb the blonde haired man. He quietly trudged towards the bathroom. He took his first glance at himself in the mirror which was quite difficult with his eye swollen shut and blood still emerging from a cut on his cheek. He stared at his bloody nose and the bruise forming around his neck. 'Why didn't I just call? God, why do I have to be so stupid?' he silently yelled at his reflection in the mirror, becoming more angry with himself. He grabbed a towel off the towel rack and soaked it in warm water. He placed it to his nose wiping away the dried blood. It hurt like hell to touch. He sighed with relief that his nose wasn't broken because he didn't know how he'd explain it to Vince.
Shawn took the towel from his nose and looked down at the blood, silently crying wishing that things would get better soon. He gently wiped the blood off his cheek and dried his eyes. Once Shawn had bandaged his face, he removed his shirt revealing discolored and wounder arms and a purple bruise along his torso. he stripped from the rest of his clothes and stepped into the shower so he could fully clean himself. The hot water stung at first as It hit his bruised sensitive skin and streamed down his back. But soon the stinging subsided and he became fully relaxed as the water eased his tight muscles. The blood and tears stains were being washed away with the water, down the drain. But no matter how clean he was on the outside, it wouldn't change how he felt on the inside. He felt dirty; Hunter's words cut through him like a knife and could not simply be washed away with water. He called Shawn a cheap slut was just a good fuck, then he continued beating him. Shawn stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around himself, the tears still streaming down his face, He went through his suitcase and found a air of sweats and a t-shirt to wear. After getting dressed he went back into the bedroom to lay down. He clammed up when he felt the arm of Hunter reach over and pull him closer. "Go to sleep baby" Hunter whispered in the blonde's ear. Shawn quickly obliged.
The next morning, Shawn managed to get up earlier than Hunter so he could get to the arena. He wasn't in the mood to hear Hunter's fake apologies. He arrived at the stadium an hour later, hauling his suitcase down the long corridor to the locker room, not wanting to go the room he shared with Hunter. He wore his favorite pair of Guess Sunglasses, to hide the black eye he had.
"Hey Shawn, why are you here so early?" Shawn turned to see Chris walking towards him. He had to think of a lie quick, "Um...I was just going to workout in the ring for a while before everyone arrived." Chris looked satisfied with the answer which caused Shawn to sigh with relief. "Alright, well see ya later. Oh and nice shades" the blonde said before walking away from Shawn. Shawn reached the locker room, pushing the door open. The only occupants were Cena and Adam Copeland. Shawn walked over to an empty locker next to Cena, who gave him a weird look. 'What's his problem?' he thought. Cena kept talking but the obvious stares from Adam were beginning to bother Shawn, and made him feel uncomfortable. 'What the hell his he staring at...oh my god, my eye. It must still be swollen.' He raced to the bathroom to put makeup on the purple bruise that lined his left eye. Even with the heaviest concealer the bruise was still obvious. He returned to the locker room and sat down on the bench facing the lockers.
"Shawn?" a voice called out. Shawn didn't even have to turn around to see who it was.
"What do you want Chris?" he asked harshly. Jericho walked over to where the blonde was and sat down next to him.
"John told me about your eye." Shawn rolled his eyes at the comment turning away from Chris.
"I fell." he responded, getting up to fiddle with something in his locker. Chris stood up also.
"Let me see it" he whispered. Shawn didn't look away from his locker. Chris then gently grabbed Shawn's face turning it towards him and for the first time he got his first look at the injury. He winced at the sight, then he looked into Shawn's eyes but he refused to look at Chris. Shawn quickly slapped the blonde's hand away.
"Can you leave me alone, I need to shower." it was more of a demand that a question. Chris didn't want to but he didn't want to further anger him.
"Alright, I'll leave but Shawn, if someone's hurting you-"
He was quickly interrupted by Shawn,
"Who are you to say that you know what's best for me? Just mind your own damn business!" he yelled before grabbing his bag and walking out the room. He made his way down the hall to his and Hunter's locker room hoping to get a shower before the blonde arrived.
Shawn stepped into the shower crying silently as the water poured down onto his head.
"How could you be so stupid!" he cursed himself, still crying.
He suddenly felt someone's body behind his. He thought it was Chris and was preparing to scream at the blonde, but Hunter's voice immediately stopped him.
"Angel." he whispered, wrapping his arms around Shawn and buried his head into Shawn's neck.
"Hunter, please leave me alone." Shawn cried trying to get free from Hunter's grip.
"I hate when you cry, baby, so please stop crying for me." Hunter leaned down to kiss the exposed flesh on his boyfriend's neck eliciting a moan from the blonde. Shawn reached out placing his hand up against the wall. Hunter unwrapped his arms from around Shawn, placing his hand over top Shawn's as he whispered, " Angel, I'm sorry, please forgive me." he said, removing one hand from Shawn's to place his cock at Shawn's opening.
"Do you forgive me?"
"Yessssss!" Shawn cried out as Hunter plunged into the smaller man. One of Hunter's hands was laced with Shawn's against the wall while the other stoked the blonde's erection in time with his thrusts into Shawn. The water poured down onto both men, causing their bodies to slide against the other.
"I'm cumming." Shawn chocked out as his white nectar shot out of his cock onto the shower wall and was washed away with the water. Hunter made one final thrust into him before Shawn felt him shudder behind him and then unload inside him.
"I'm so sorry baby." Hunter repeated, pulling out of Shawn. Hunter reached over and grabbed the shampoo from his shower bag and poured it into his hands. He placed his hands into Shawn's hair and began to scrub his boyfriend's hair. Shawn relaxed in Hunter's arms. He loved when Hunter was compassionate like this and did simple things for him like wash his hair, even if he did have a dark side. After both men finished washing they stepped out of the showers, towels wrapped around their bodies. Shawn sat down on the bench searching through his bag for his hair brush. Hunter joined him a few seconds later.
"Let me see your eye, baby." he said, he placed a hand on Shawn's cheek as he applied some of Shawn's concealer to his eye.
"I'm so sorry I did this to you." he apologized as he continued applying the makeup to Shawn's bruise.
"It's okay baby. I forgive you."
"I don't deserve you." Hunter said, looking down. Shawn leaned over, kissing his boyfriend.
"I love you Hunter."
"I love you too, I promise I'll never hit you again." Hunter said as he and Shawn got dressed. A few minutes later, both me retreated from their locker room, hand in hand. Chris stood watching, out of view of either of them. 'He'll slip up again, but this time I'll be their to catch him'
Next on Opaque Emotions
Shawn stared blankly out the window watching the rain pour. It's Monday night which means Raw. Shawn can remember there was a time when he loved Raw with a passion. Now he dreads the event. After every show, Hunter and his buddies go drinking. Shawn may be the only person to testify to the real damage alcohol has on him.
"Shawn, where in the hell are you?" Hunter's back. Shawn didn't even hear him come in. Shawn walks into the living room, where Hunter stood.
"Hey babe." he said reaching in to give Hunter a hug but he was quickly pushed away.
"Why did you leave? I was looking for you when I came back from my match... Were you with another guy?"
"No-"
"Bullshit!" Hunter scream. Shawn cried out in pain as he felt the striking hand of Hunter's against his face. Hunter jumped on top of him,
"I'll teach you..."