Chapter Three: Who Really Caused It
"Trixy, will you please wait?" Shannon pleaded me."
"No, now get away from me will ya?!" I said impatiently. He was really starting to piss me off. And it hasn't even been a day yet!
I was practically running out of the parking lot from him. He wouldn't stop following me.
"Not until you stop and let me talk to you." He said stubbornly.
I groaned in frustration and faced him. With my hand on my hip I told him "Make it FAST."
He took a breath of relief. "Thank you. Now, what's going on with you? Why are you here?"
I made a puzzled look. "Uh, okay? Last time I checked I had the freedom to travel wherever I wanted. But that was beside the point. The truth is, I decided to come back. Retirement sucked and I missed the action of the ring. I missed all my friends and (I blinked slightly)… you. When I flew down and met up with Bree, she said all of you would be here so I wanted to visit you again. But now, you fucked it up and I'm leaving. So 'bye."
He snatched my wrist before I made another move. "Hold on already! I still need to know some other stuff and then I promise to leave you alone."
"Ugh, WHAT?" I shouted.
"So you're leaving back to New York? All because we got off to a rocky start again?" he asked.
I scoffed. "No, I'm not leaving the company. I'm still going to be here dumb ass. Just not around you. So before I have to kick your ass, let. Me. Go."
Shannon didn't say another word and released me from his grip. I thanked him and then got inside my car. He just watched me as I drove off back onto the streets.
"Wow that's so..." Bree couldn't find a word right for the kinds of events that went on earlier. "...so...uh..."
"...Juvinille? Immature? Down-right LAME? Oh yeah, I think so." I finished for her. The two of us were in her hotel room talking with each other. Wendy was sound asleep and were talking together sitting on the floor.
"Don't worry, there's probably a reasonable explanation for all of this." Bree assured me.
I nodded. But then, I heard some yelling and bickering outside of the door.
I blinked. "Do you hear yelling?"
Bree looked just about as confused as I was. "Yeah, I think so."
She got up and put her ear to the door to listen in. Then every word she heard, she told me. "I think ...it's Shannon and Matt. Shannon's saying something like 'Why'd you have to make that bet'."
"A bet?" I asked cluelessly.
"Yeah and Matt said 'Yeah, like I was suppose to know your ex was going to walk through the door.'" Bree continued.
I rolled my eyes. Drama.
"Oh hell no." Bree said. "That's not going to fly on my watch."
I bit my bottom lip to stop myself from laughing. Someone was about to get their ass kicked. And when it's coming from Bree Chapman Hardy, it means you're pretty much dead meat.
She opened up the door and the voices in the background stopped.
"Matt, may I see you for a moment in private?" Bree requested.
"Yeah, sure honey." I heard Matt say. He walked to her, and when he got close to arm-reach, she pulled him in the room by his ear. "Ow! Hey come on!"
They went into the bathroom to talk by themselves.
Jeff came in and waved to me. "Hey Trix."
"Hi, ok hey can you do me a favor? Try not to talk so loud, Wendy's trying to sleep." I pointed over to the young one on the bed.
"Oops, sorry." Jeff whispered.
"It's okay." I said.
Shannon stormed in. "This is ridiculous!"
I growled. "Shannon, SHUT UP."
"What did I do now?" Shannon asked.
"Nothing." I said. "But if you wake up Wendy, you're going to be in major, major shit."
He still didn't get it. "Who's----"
Jeff pointed to her. Shannon mouthed an 'oh.' Then said "Wait, is that..."
"...Our daughter? Yes." I answered him.
His facial expression was a mixture of amazed and surprised.
"Shocking isn't it?" I said sarcastically.
The bathroom door opened up and the Hardy couple came out. Matt had the guilty look all over his face.
Bree nudged him in the side. "Say it."
He sighed. "Trixy, it's my fault. I started the bet between Shannon and I. So please don't blame him. Blame me. I'm sorry."
Well, it was just a stupid goof-up. I decided to let it go. "Apology excepted."
Shannon cleared his throught on purpose. "Ah-hem."
I rolled my eyes. I turned around and faced him. "I'm sorry too. I shouldn't of gotten so mad."
"It's okay." he forgave me.
"So is everyone cool with each other?" Bree asked us all.
We all said yes.
"Alright. Now can we get some sleep? I'm exhausted and we got a big day ahead of us." she said.
Jeff and Shannon started to walk out the door. Matt opened up the door so they could go. Wendy and I were going to bunk with Bree and him for the night. Then before they left, Shannon called my name.
I turned to him. "What?"
"Can I talk to you?" he asked.
"Sure." I accepted. I looked over at Bree. "I'll be right back."
She nodded and I walked outside the door.
"I'll meet up with you in a second Jeff." Shannon alerted Skittles.
"'Kay dude." he said walking down the hall to their room.
When were finally alone, Shannon looked at me. "I was wondering tomorrow... if you want... could I take you out for coffee or something? You know, just to make it up to you for what I did."
Awww. Okay, so may be he wasn't so bad latley after all. I thought about it for a minute and said "Under one condition."
"What is it?" he asked.
"You're picking me up." I told him.
"Done. So say around 5ish?" he planned.
I nodded. "Five is good."
"Alrighty then. I'll call you later." Shannon informed me.
I nodded again. "'Bye."
He smiled "'Bye."
A/N: Thoughts? Comments? Please let me know!
--- Miss Dollface