Lies and Love
Disclaimer: I only own Monica. I own NO ONE ELSE!! Please don't sue!!
Chapter 1
Monica walked towards Stephanie McMahon's office. It had been about 10 years since Monica had seen her sister, Stephanie. She stopped in front of the door and took a deep breath. She opened the door and walked in.
"How many times do I have to tell you to knock before you come in?" Stephanie asked not even looking up from her paperwork. "What do you want? All matches are booked for Unforgiven so don't even think about asking."
Monica smiled, "Let's see... you told me every day that we were growing up not to walk in without knocking..." Stephanie looked up with shock, "but I never listened."
"Monica? Oh my gosh. I can't believe it!" Stephanie jumped out of her chair and gave her a hug. "Where have you been? Mother and Father have been worried sick. You haven't called or came by."
"Stephanie, things were really rough. I couldn't." Monica started.
"Now don't give me any of that shit girl. You and I both know that we have plenty of money if that was an issue. You have a lot of explaining to do."
Monica looked at her younger sister, "I know I haven't been here, but you have to understand I had to handle some stuff on my own." Monica lowered her eyes so Stephanie wouldn't see the tears building.
Stephanie studied her sister. She had lost a lot of weight since the last time she had seen her. She was once kind of chubby but now she was skin and bones. Monica had had short blonde hair in her childhood, but now it was long and a light brown color, just lighter than her own. Monica's eyes were sad and kind of sunken in. They had no life in them anymore. but they were still the emerald green Stephanie remembered.
"Here sit down." Stephanie suggested, "You can tell me the whole story. What happened to you?"
"Steph. I really don't want to talk about it." Monica said, "I kept tabs on you and everyone though. Your wedding was beautiful."
"How. how do you know?" Stephanie said shocked.
"I was there. I just wasn't seen, on top of the hill underneath the oak tree. I wish I could have met your late husband."
"You. you know about Andrew?" Stephanie asked, trying to comprehend.
"Yes, and I'm sorry I wasn't at the hospital when you needed me. I heard the accident was horrible." Monica said quietly. "I wish I could have."
"Well you can't do anything," Stephanie said bitterly. "You've been gone 10 YEARS Monica!! Then all of the sudden, you show up and claim to know everything about my life! I haven't got a letter from you in 2 years! Why did you quit writing us? How do you know so much?" Stephanie was just about hysterical by this time.
Monica quietly replied, "Stephanie, you always were one to jump ahead of yourself. If you will calm down I will tell you some of it."
Stephanie looked unsure of herself. Monica sighed, "Stephanie, you look like I am about to bite your head off. Sit down."
Stephanie sat down. Monica looked at her lap for a moment before looking up at Stephanie.
Monica took a deep breath and began, "It all started about 11 years ago. My senior year of high school. I was so excited. I couldn't wait for the party life of college. I was working on my senior project when this man approached me. He told me there was a job opening and I fit the description, working for the government. So I took it. They immediately took me in and started training. They said they had been looking at me for years. They trained me to be a machine. I was sent overseas many times before they made me move out of McMahon Manor." She paused.
"So all of those road trips you took were actually missions overseas?" Stephanie asked, not sure if she should believe her.
"Yes, and after that things went downhill. I did as they asked but they ended up sending me away more often. That was what they were wanting. They wanted someone who'd be willing to work without asking questions or having someone worried about them. I was captured in Korea about 3 years ago. I realized then that I needed to get out of that life. So its taken me 2 and a half years to do it but I'm out of active service.
"So you. you were a spy?" Stephanie asked, still skeptical.
"Yeah, still am in a way. But at least now I can see and talk to my family without having to worry about who's watching."
Stephanie was about to speak when her door opened.
"Stephanie, we need to talk." Their father walked in. He looked at Monica and then back at Stephanie. "I didn't know you had company."
"I. What do you need?" Stephanie asked with as much authority as possible.
Vince was still looking at Monica suspiciously, "I'll talk with you about it later."
He started to walk out but then he turned back with a saddened look in his eyes, "I'm sorry for staring miss. but you look an awful like my daughter used to. I don't know what happened to her."
Monica was about to cry. "Daddy." she said softly.
Vince looked at her with shock and disbelief. "Monica?? Is. Is it really you?"
"Yes, Daddy. I'm back."
He rushed over and gave her a tight hug. He started crying on her shoulder. She was trying to be strong but she broke down too.
"Baby. I was so worried about you." Vince cried.
"I know daddy. And I am so sorry."
Stephanie stood back and let them have their moment. Although, she loved her sister, Monica always got everything. Stephanie always hated the way her boyfriends would always like Monica more than her. Everyone seemed to love Monica more than her. And she had often swore that she would make her pay for all of the pain that she caused her. The wheels in Stephanie's mind began to turn and an evil, conniving smile appeared on her face.
Disclaimer: I only own Monica. I own NO ONE ELSE!! Please don't sue!!
Chapter 1
Monica walked towards Stephanie McMahon's office. It had been about 10 years since Monica had seen her sister, Stephanie. She stopped in front of the door and took a deep breath. She opened the door and walked in.
"How many times do I have to tell you to knock before you come in?" Stephanie asked not even looking up from her paperwork. "What do you want? All matches are booked for Unforgiven so don't even think about asking."
Monica smiled, "Let's see... you told me every day that we were growing up not to walk in without knocking..." Stephanie looked up with shock, "but I never listened."
"Monica? Oh my gosh. I can't believe it!" Stephanie jumped out of her chair and gave her a hug. "Where have you been? Mother and Father have been worried sick. You haven't called or came by."
"Stephanie, things were really rough. I couldn't." Monica started.
"Now don't give me any of that shit girl. You and I both know that we have plenty of money if that was an issue. You have a lot of explaining to do."
Monica looked at her younger sister, "I know I haven't been here, but you have to understand I had to handle some stuff on my own." Monica lowered her eyes so Stephanie wouldn't see the tears building.
Stephanie studied her sister. She had lost a lot of weight since the last time she had seen her. She was once kind of chubby but now she was skin and bones. Monica had had short blonde hair in her childhood, but now it was long and a light brown color, just lighter than her own. Monica's eyes were sad and kind of sunken in. They had no life in them anymore. but they were still the emerald green Stephanie remembered.
"Here sit down." Stephanie suggested, "You can tell me the whole story. What happened to you?"
"Steph. I really don't want to talk about it." Monica said, "I kept tabs on you and everyone though. Your wedding was beautiful."
"How. how do you know?" Stephanie said shocked.
"I was there. I just wasn't seen, on top of the hill underneath the oak tree. I wish I could have met your late husband."
"You. you know about Andrew?" Stephanie asked, trying to comprehend.
"Yes, and I'm sorry I wasn't at the hospital when you needed me. I heard the accident was horrible." Monica said quietly. "I wish I could have."
"Well you can't do anything," Stephanie said bitterly. "You've been gone 10 YEARS Monica!! Then all of the sudden, you show up and claim to know everything about my life! I haven't got a letter from you in 2 years! Why did you quit writing us? How do you know so much?" Stephanie was just about hysterical by this time.
Monica quietly replied, "Stephanie, you always were one to jump ahead of yourself. If you will calm down I will tell you some of it."
Stephanie looked unsure of herself. Monica sighed, "Stephanie, you look like I am about to bite your head off. Sit down."
Stephanie sat down. Monica looked at her lap for a moment before looking up at Stephanie.
Monica took a deep breath and began, "It all started about 11 years ago. My senior year of high school. I was so excited. I couldn't wait for the party life of college. I was working on my senior project when this man approached me. He told me there was a job opening and I fit the description, working for the government. So I took it. They immediately took me in and started training. They said they had been looking at me for years. They trained me to be a machine. I was sent overseas many times before they made me move out of McMahon Manor." She paused.
"So all of those road trips you took were actually missions overseas?" Stephanie asked, not sure if she should believe her.
"Yes, and after that things went downhill. I did as they asked but they ended up sending me away more often. That was what they were wanting. They wanted someone who'd be willing to work without asking questions or having someone worried about them. I was captured in Korea about 3 years ago. I realized then that I needed to get out of that life. So its taken me 2 and a half years to do it but I'm out of active service.
"So you. you were a spy?" Stephanie asked, still skeptical.
"Yeah, still am in a way. But at least now I can see and talk to my family without having to worry about who's watching."
Stephanie was about to speak when her door opened.
"Stephanie, we need to talk." Their father walked in. He looked at Monica and then back at Stephanie. "I didn't know you had company."
"I. What do you need?" Stephanie asked with as much authority as possible.
Vince was still looking at Monica suspiciously, "I'll talk with you about it later."
He started to walk out but then he turned back with a saddened look in his eyes, "I'm sorry for staring miss. but you look an awful like my daughter used to. I don't know what happened to her."
Monica was about to cry. "Daddy." she said softly.
Vince looked at her with shock and disbelief. "Monica?? Is. Is it really you?"
"Yes, Daddy. I'm back."
He rushed over and gave her a tight hug. He started crying on her shoulder. She was trying to be strong but she broke down too.
"Baby. I was so worried about you." Vince cried.
"I know daddy. And I am so sorry."
Stephanie stood back and let them have their moment. Although, she loved her sister, Monica always got everything. Stephanie always hated the way her boyfriends would always like Monica more than her. Everyone seemed to love Monica more than her. And she had often swore that she would make her pay for all of the pain that she caused her. The wheels in Stephanie's mind began to turn and an evil, conniving smile appeared on her face.