Chapter 1
"Shane...please let me explain...it's not what it looks like!" Nicole said as Shane walked in the room.
"Fuck that! I saw what happened!" He stated coldly.
"Shane, man...nothing happened!" Jeff piped in.
"Like I can trust you...I'll be around..." he said as he slammed the door behind him.
"Shit." Nicole said, putting her head in her hands.
Nicole, Shane, and Jeff were all best friends for a long time. Ever since Nicole moved to North Carolina, everything was great. Up until the point where they both started getting feelings for her. She liked Jeff, but just as a friend, so, she decided to go out with Shane. Shane had walked in on Nicole and Jeff in Nicole's room. They shared one innocent kiss, that led to problems. The night that the problems started, her whole world turned upside down.
Two years later
Nicole was now wrestling in the WWE. Her and Shane hadn't talked for two years. They had avoided each other since. She never bothered to talk to him about what really happened. Things were about to change.
Nicole was walking backward talking to Trish and when she turned around, BAM, she ran smack into somebody. They both fell over and the guy got up first. He didn't realize who he hit, so he offered a hand. She didn't look at him, but took it greatfully. He pulled her up and noticed who it was and quickly let go of her hand.
"Shane...ummm...sorry..." Nicole stated, looking at the floor.
"Yeah, me too..." he said. He missed her, but he didn't want to show it. They stood there in odd silence for a while.
"Umm...I should probably get going...I have a match..." Nicole said.
"Yeah...Ok, we'll see you around..."
"Yeah, around..." she stated coldly as she walked past him. What was wrong with her? Why couldn't she talk to him?
She got to her locker room and slammed the door shut.
"Dude, chill out...what's wrong?" Jeff asked.
"Jesus...you scared the hell out of me!"
"Sorry..." he shrugged.
"Whatever...where's Amy and Matt? We need to go over our match..."
"Woah, since when did you become Miss Let's-get-it-done-now?" Jeff said sarcastically.
"Since now. Where are they?" she said seriously.
"Nicole, our match isn't for another one and a half hours...plus, we've been over it a million times, what is with you?"
"Nothing..." she turned towards the door and opened it. "Nothing." she said as she walked out.
She stormed out of the locker room, needing someplace where nobody was at. She walked in various rooms, most had people in them, so she kept trying more. She opened a door and Shane was standing right there. She stood there for a minute and then took off. He went after her. He ran up to her and grabbed her arm.
"Shane, let go!" she said trying to get free.
"What's wrong with you?" he said, keeping his grip.
"Nothing...nothing...ok?"
"Right..."
"Shane. I haven't talked to you for two fucking years. What makes you think I want to talk to you now?" she said coldly. He stood there in shock and let go of her arm. He nodded and turned.
"Shane...God, wait...." she said as he turned back around. "I'm sorry...Look, I really am...it's just that it's been two years since either one of us has said a word to each other..."
"Yeah. I noticed...I really wanted to talk to you, I just didn't know how..."
"Yeah...that's kind of how I felt..."
"Look, Ummm...after RAW, do you want to maybe go talk somewhere?"
"Ummm..." she stated as her call phone rang. "Hold on just a sec." she picked up her cell phone. As Shane listened intently.
"Hey. No. Well, I was going to go somewhere...No. No. Ok. But I don't want to. No. Jared, God...why are you like this...I don't want to. Ugh...shit, whatever...." she said talking in her phone. She hung it up and looked at Shane.
"Ummm, I'm sorry, I uhh...I have plans..." she said blankly.
"Oh...was that your...." she cut him off.
"Boyfriend...yeah..."
It hit him like a ton of bricks. Boyfriend? It was too late....
"Oh...I see..." he finally said.
"Umm. Look, I'm really sorry, but maybe some other time?"
"Uh, yeah, sure...later." he said as he walked away.
