Title: Wash Away Those Years
Author: Little Slither
Summary: Shane Helms tries to save the day for a good friend, but it ends in tragedy.
Disclaimer: The lyrics are from a Creed song by the same title. I don't own Shane Helms so please don't sue me! T_T.
*She came calling* One early morning* She showed her crown of thorns* She whispered softly* To tell a story* About how she had been wronged*
*knock* *knock*
It was soft. So soft that if Shane Helms hadn't been awake, seeing as it was a mere 4am, he wouldn't have heard it. He finished pulling on his khaki cargo jeans before answering it.
As he opened the door, he was surprised to see his longtime friend, Samara Gainesborogh, standing there. "What's going on, Sam? Did you and Randy have another argument?"
What happened next broke Shane's heart. The once happy-go-lucky independent woman he used to know had been transformed into a sullen self-conscious little girl. She looked into Shane's honey brown eyes with her bloodshot green-hazel ones. Through all the tears that left red streaks down her cheeks, her eyes had lost that innocent sparkle that had made her seem forever young.
He embraced her; she laying her head against his bare rock-hard chest that still glistened from his previous shower. "He did it. And I couldn't fight him. I couldn't do anything, not even scream," her voice was just barely audible.
*As she lay lifeless* He stole her innocence* And this is how she carried on* Well, I guess she closed her eyes* And just imagined everything's alright* But she could not hide her tears* Cause they were sent to wash away those years* They were sent to wash away those years*
"Tell me what happened. Everything." He demanded softly as he showed her to the bed. She sat on the edge as he sat infront of her on the floor.
"Randy...he slipped something into my Pepsi. It paralyzed me completely, yet I could feel everything. I couldn't scream, I couldn't do anything."
"He carried me to the bed and he...Oh; Shane, it hurt so badly, and I could do nothing to stop it. I just closed my eyes and imagined the one thing that makes me feel safe. You know what that is?" He shook his head no. "I thought of you. I thought of you busting through the doors and pulling him off of me. Then you'd carry me to safety."
"But I knew you'd never come, and perhaps that hurt the most of all. You've got a daughter and a wife at home. You have no time to come and play superhero for me. So I cried. And no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop myself."
*My anger's violent* But still I'm silent* When tragedy strikes at home* I know the decadence* Is shared by millions* Remember, you're not alone* For we have crossed many oceans* And we labor in between* In life there are many quotients* And I hope to find the mean*
"Samara, just because I have life doesn't mean you've not in it. I know how you feel about me, but you're like a sister to me. But you know that if I would have known, I would've been there, I'm sorry." Shane explained. Though his voice was cool and calm, inside a hurricane of anger raged on.
Samara said nothing. She just sat in silence; a couple of tears escaping her eyes once again. Shane stood up and pulled his Punisher hoodie aver his head before heading towards the door. "Where are you going?" She questioned softly.
"I'm going to go avenge your honor." And with that said, he left.
30 minutes later, she heard a gunshot that made her blood chill...
...To Be Continued.
Author: Little Slither
Summary: Shane Helms tries to save the day for a good friend, but it ends in tragedy.
Disclaimer: The lyrics are from a Creed song by the same title. I don't own Shane Helms so please don't sue me! T_T.
*She came calling* One early morning* She showed her crown of thorns* She whispered softly* To tell a story* About how she had been wronged*
*knock* *knock*
It was soft. So soft that if Shane Helms hadn't been awake, seeing as it was a mere 4am, he wouldn't have heard it. He finished pulling on his khaki cargo jeans before answering it.
As he opened the door, he was surprised to see his longtime friend, Samara Gainesborogh, standing there. "What's going on, Sam? Did you and Randy have another argument?"
What happened next broke Shane's heart. The once happy-go-lucky independent woman he used to know had been transformed into a sullen self-conscious little girl. She looked into Shane's honey brown eyes with her bloodshot green-hazel ones. Through all the tears that left red streaks down her cheeks, her eyes had lost that innocent sparkle that had made her seem forever young.
He embraced her; she laying her head against his bare rock-hard chest that still glistened from his previous shower. "He did it. And I couldn't fight him. I couldn't do anything, not even scream," her voice was just barely audible.
*As she lay lifeless* He stole her innocence* And this is how she carried on* Well, I guess she closed her eyes* And just imagined everything's alright* But she could not hide her tears* Cause they were sent to wash away those years* They were sent to wash away those years*
"Tell me what happened. Everything." He demanded softly as he showed her to the bed. She sat on the edge as he sat infront of her on the floor.
"Randy...he slipped something into my Pepsi. It paralyzed me completely, yet I could feel everything. I couldn't scream, I couldn't do anything."
"He carried me to the bed and he...Oh; Shane, it hurt so badly, and I could do nothing to stop it. I just closed my eyes and imagined the one thing that makes me feel safe. You know what that is?" He shook his head no. "I thought of you. I thought of you busting through the doors and pulling him off of me. Then you'd carry me to safety."
"But I knew you'd never come, and perhaps that hurt the most of all. You've got a daughter and a wife at home. You have no time to come and play superhero for me. So I cried. And no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop myself."
*My anger's violent* But still I'm silent* When tragedy strikes at home* I know the decadence* Is shared by millions* Remember, you're not alone* For we have crossed many oceans* And we labor in between* In life there are many quotients* And I hope to find the mean*
"Samara, just because I have life doesn't mean you've not in it. I know how you feel about me, but you're like a sister to me. But you know that if I would have known, I would've been there, I'm sorry." Shane explained. Though his voice was cool and calm, inside a hurricane of anger raged on.
Samara said nothing. She just sat in silence; a couple of tears escaping her eyes once again. Shane stood up and pulled his Punisher hoodie aver his head before heading towards the door. "Where are you going?" She questioned softly.
"I'm going to go avenge your honor." And with that said, he left.
30 minutes later, she heard a gunshot that made her blood chill...
...To Be Continued.