"That Girl"
Chapter Three: Brake Ups (the next day/a few months later)
As I started to wake up I had no idea of where I was or what had really just happened last night until I rolled over and saw Phil sleeping peacefully next to me. I slowly started to creep my way towards the edge of the bed trying real hard not to wake him. All this time I all could think was 'oh my god… what the fuck did you do?' Turning so I was sitting on the edge of the bed I looked back to see if he was still asleep and thank god he was.
I was wearing one of his t-shirts that just barely covered my slight bubble butt. I couldn't believe that I had slept with him. I wasn't that girl who goes around and sleeps with guys just because I could, no I was the girl that was friends with guys for like years before she would even consider dating them. The thought passed my mind just to run out of the room and try and sneak back into my own room before my brothers noticed I hadn't been there all night.
Then my eye caught the digital clock on the night stand next to me, it was noon. "Well fuck that idea." I mumbled softly. So I was up at the crack of noon… still being gone for like 18 hours isn't suspicious is it? Ok… it's very suspicious since I was the one who stayed home on prom night, never went to a single party or even hung around kids who partied.
Before I could get off the bed I felt Phil start to stir and roll over. "Come back to bed…" He mumbled half asleep. I didn't know if he thought I was Maria or if he knew that I was well… me. I just patted his hand and stood up.
"I'm going to go get coffee…" I responded as I tried to find my underwear on the floor. God, this place was a mess… I just gave up and slipped on my jeans and started to walk towards the door.
"Shevaun… wait…" he said sleepily sitting up in bed and looking over at me. He got out of bed and walked over towards me still half-asleep. He was just wearing some rather adorable rubber ducky boxers that couldn't help but make me giggle. Wrapping one arm around my waist he pulled me close to him and kissed me on the cheek. "Let me get dressed and we'll go get something to eat. Ok."
"Ok…" Phil kissed my cheek again and then dug around to find some jeans and a t-shirt to wear. Then it dawned on me, I have no shoes… not even flip flops. I started to laugh as I leaned up against the wall.
"What's so funny?" Phil was in the middle of pulling up his pants when he looked over at me. He must have thought I was laughing at him but I wasn't, I was really just laughing at how stupid I was.
"I don't have shoes… or underwear for that fact." I ran my hands across my stomach and Phil finished pulling up his pants and wondered towards me before wrapping his arms around me. "What?"
"We'll go to like… Target or Wal-mart… but you can wear my shoes for now." I just couldn't help but smile up at him and lean forward resting my head on his chest. He patted my bottom before leaning down to kiss me. This kiss was different from the ones last night, it was sweeter, slightly innocent. He leaned down and grabbed a t-shirt out of his bag and pulled it over his head. "Now…" He said pulling out a pair of addias sandles and tossing them at me. "Here you go princess…"
"Thanks." It was odd having someone dote on me. My father wasn't the type of father who could relate to a girl. He could not no matter hard he tried to make me fell like a princess he never really sucessed. I slipped the shoes that were far too big for my little feet on.
Phil grabbed his wallet and slipped on some shoes and went for the door. We walked in silence, his hand in my own. I couldn't even begin to wrap my head around the events that transpired in the last 24 hours. My brother got so angry at me he hit me, breaking my nose. I run out of the hotel room in tears and straight into Phil's arms. Then we had sex… we had sex! Now we were going to go get breakfast, like some kind of couple. Wait… were we now a couple? A pseudo couple… fuck buddies… god I need coffee! Ran through my head on like repeat as we were in the elevator and he was swinging my hand back and forth.
There was an Ihop down the street from the hotel and we decided just to walk there and catch a quick breakfast before I was going to head back up to my room and try and talk to Shane about what happened and Phil volunteered to be my bodyguard just in case Shawn came back.
Once we got to the restaurant we took a booth in the corner and he sat down next to me wrapping one arm around me shoulders. "So… Where do you see us?" Phil asked as I looked down at the menu.
I didn't know where we stood. Honestly I had no fucking clue. I wanted to have a relationship with him. He was so handsome and sweet and deep down I think we could make things work. "I don't know Phil… really I don't" He still was technically with Maria and well I didn't want to be the one who gets blamed for everything.
"Shevaun… we can do whatever you want." He took my hand and started to kiss my finger tips. "I really just want you to be happy…because ever since I first saw you sitting there reading your book and trying to ignore me I couldn't get you out of my head." His voice was so honest and sweet that I really couldn't help but get my hopes up that he was the guy for me. Then before I had a chance to respond I saw my brothers walk in, Shane looked down right pissed, but not at me, and Shawn looked like he was going to kill me.
"You little bitch!" Shawn spat out and started to dash towards me and Phil. I just started to cry and Phil stood up and kept my brother from getting to me. "Sure… Shevaun you get caught up in his lies just like every other girl he fucks and leaves!"
"Just leave her alone!" Phil said looking back at me for a moment before looking back at my much larger brother. "I'm not the one that broke her fucking nose!" I just started to ball my eyes out pulling my knees to my chest and Shane started to move towards me.
"I'm just getting my sister out of here…" Shane said calmly reaching out to me. "Please Spiky just take my hand." He said softly and all I could was shake my head no. I wanted to stay with Phil. He wasn't even my boyfriend and he was standing toe to toe with my brother defending me for being with him. "Vauny… please"
"No!" I screamed crawling on my knees towards Phil and wrapping my arms around his chest and resting my head on his shoulder. "I want to be with him! I want to be with Phil." I cried holding as tightly as I could.
"Just leave us alone…" Phil said softly putting on hand on my hands.
"I'm telling Maria… that you're fucking my 19 year old baby sister and see who she's going to come back to!" Shawn was showing a side that I never thought I would see, a hateful side. "I hope your happy Shevaun because you just gained a boyfriend but you lost your brother!" With that it was done. Phil turned back around so he was facing me and just held me quietly as I cried, damn… he's really good at that. Shane just sat down at the table shaking his head.
"Fuck Shawn…" He said putting his head in his hands and trying to process everything that just had transpired. "Wait… he broke your fucking nose!"
+Three Months Later+
So… just to illustrate my shitty luck one of those first few times Punk and I slept together I got pregnant. We really love each other which is the funny thing about this whole situation is how stable our relationship is. A few weeks after that confrontation between Phil and Shawn, Shane and Shawn went their separate ways in the wrestling world. Shane stayed in ROH and Shawn went to NWA. Shawn still won't speak to me, I've tried to call him but I can never get past Maria, who I found out through some people is in talks with WWE. Just my fucking luck… I'll have to watch her ever fucking week.
Shane really didn't care much weather I was Phil or not. He was honestly just happy to see me happy. Hell, they were even starting to become good friends. I still the valet for my brother and even with me expecting my own little "Punk", though both Shane and Phil have trepidations about it.
"Shevaun think of the baby… what happens if you get knocked down?" Shane asked as we got back from dinner. I just shook my head and rested my hands on my stomach and glanced over at Phil for a moment. "Phil back me up, she's carrying your baby after all."
"Sweetheart, I think your brother is right." He said softly walking up behind me wrapping his arms around me. "I don't want anything happening to you or our baby." He kissed my cheek and then looked back at my brother with this look like 'happy now?'.
I just looked over at my brother and Phil rolling my eyes. "Fine… but once the baby's born I'm going to actually wrestle guys… you can't stop me from doing that!" I smiled and turned back to Phil who kissed me and smiled.
"But I'm training you…" My brother chimed in.
"Oh hell no… she's my girlfriend… mother my child I'm going to be the one training her…" Phil countered.
Then almost out of nowhere Phil's best friend Scott comes out of his room and gets involved in our conversation. "I'll do it…" He said laughing. "Ain't that right Vauny." He said sticking resting his head on my shoulder. I absolutely adore Scott, better known as Colt Cabana, he's such a sweet, funny guy.
"I'd go with Scott on this one…." I said just to give the boys shit and with that everyone pilled into our room and continued to hash out who would be training me post baby. In the end it came down to Phil would teach me all the 'high flyer' stuff, Scott would teach me how to 'fight dirty' and Shane said he would teach me 'everything else'.
"Whatever you say boys…" I said finely giving in and laying back on the bed and my hands resting on my little baby bump. "I'm sorry…" I said with a small giggle to the baby. She had no idea what she was going to get brought into.