Spoilers: none
Pairings: Shelton/Melony, Jericho/Torrie, Christian/Jackie... for now.
Disclaimer: I own Melony. All else belongs to WWE and the actual person.
Author's Note: Shelton may be slightly OOC. This is a fic so everyone may be ooc. I write this as I see fit just keep in mind it is a fiction. No current or past storylines apply. The chapters in this fic will be shorter than ones in my other fics just trying something new. Thanks to everyone who reviewed previous chapter. It really means alot.
Raw - One week later...
"Yo Shelton! Shelton!" Tyson shouted as he walked into the locker room.
Shelton took off his headphones. "Where's the fire Tomko?"
"Jericho's waitin' on your ass at ring side to go over the spots for you match tonight."
"Shit!" Shelton jumped off his chair and took off running out the door.
Tyson chuckled and shook his head.
Shelton made his way to the ring, Christian and Jericho were already in the ring going through the motions.
"So you finally decided to show?" Jericho sat on the second rope holding it open for Shelton to enter. "Well, this match isn't going to plan its self."
"Dude, I don't know what's going on with you lately but you better get your head in the game. I don't want to die tonight." Christian said as he retied his boots.
"It's all good. I'm here now, let's get this rollin'." Shelton jumped up and down in the middle of the ring. His muscles were sore from over doing it in the gym. After taking a few extra minutes to warm up they got the pre match warm up started. They really only needed to work out a few kinks since it was a three-way ladder match. Mid way through the match Shelton missed an obvious spot. It was then the two Canadians decided it was time to pry a little further into what was going on with their friend.
"Alright, are you going to tell us what is going on or do you want us to beat it out of you?"
Shelton shrugged his shoulders. "It's no big deal, really."
Jericho and Christian exchanged looks. "I call for you to be on the ladder and you're over in the corner about to do God knows what on the top rope. I think it is a big deal." Jericho handed Shelton a bottle of water and waited for a response. Christian excused himself saying he needed to find Tyson.
"So Benji, what's the deal man?"
"Mel wants a divorce."
"What did you do?" Jericho chuckled.
Shelton took a sip of water, seemingly taking a minute to think the question over. "I really don't know. I guess I didn't pay her enough attention, at least that's what she claims. Hell, I'm young. I want to focus on becoming World Heavyweight Champion. I only get one chance a becoming a legend and I'm taking my chances. I'm tired of being made to feel guilty for wanting to focus on my career. I shouldn't have to choose one over the other."
"You know Benji, you probably should have thought of that before you proposed."
Shelton had a far away look in his eyes. The last conversation he had with her was echoing in his mind. "You sound like her."
"Do you still love her?"
"Of course I love her. But I've fucked up."
"How so?"
"I blamed her for holding me back. I put my career and everything ahead of her, which is what I wanted... or so I thought."
Jericho slapped him on the back. "Dude, you need to get your shit together. That is if you want to save your marriage. But it sounds like you got what you wanted "
Shelton paused for a moment seemingly lost in thoughts. "I'm not sure what I want any more."