DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything WWE, TNA, wrestling or music related. I am not going to be profiting from this story, it's purely for entertainment purposes only. I do however own (well not exactly own, but you know what I mean) Molly and any other characters you don't recognise.
CHAPTER 4.
Molly didn't have to look far to find Shannon. He was sat on the swing seat that was on the porch at the front of Mickie's house. He was sat with his head in his hands and his baseball cap pulled down further over his eyes than it originally was. Molly sat down on the porch steps without saying a word. Shannon saw her do this and decided to go sit next to her on the steps. As he sat down next to her, he realised that she was crying. Without saying a word he put his arms around her and pulled her closer to him.
"It's OK babes. I've got ya. Just let it all out. Ya need this don't ya?" he whispered.
Molly just nodded and snuggled closer to his chest.
"I'm sorry," she whispered shakily. "I came out here to make sure that you were OK. Not start crying."
"It's OK," he said trying to keep calm. 'Last thing she needs is me crying as well,' he thought. "I know it must be tough. I mean living there with 'them' after all you've been through before. I just wish I'd been there for ya. I should've got ya outta there before anything could've happened to ya, but I didn't. I left ya there. I should've got ya outta there before they could hurt ya. I'm so sorry Molly. I should've been there."
Molly looked up at him, tears streaming down her face. Even though his hat was over his eyes, she could see tears rolling down his cheeks. She reached up and wiped them away with her thumb.
"It's OK Shan. It's OK," she soothed holding him tight. "Ya weren't to know what he was gonna do. Hell, I didn't even know he was gonna do anything. So don't blame yourself. Is that what's been bothering ya?"
Shannon just nodded.
"That's why ya broke up with me ain't it? Ya felt guilty every time ya saw me, because ya blame yourself that I got hurt, didn't ya?"
Shannon nodded again. His tears pouring down his cheeks. His shoulders shaking with the sobs he was trying to hold back.
"I'm so sorry babes. I'm so sorry," he cried into her hair. "I should've been here."
"It's not like I was alone. I had Mickie and Jeff looking after me … and Randy helped when he could as well."
Shannon finished at the mention of Randy Orton, who was Molly's foster brother. Molly was quite surprised by Shannon's reaction, he and Randy had been friends since Randy's first day in WWE.
"Shannon? Baby? What's wrong?" she asked. "Is it something to do with Randy?"
Shannon flinched again.
"I'll take that as a yes. What did he do?" she asked cautiously, not sure if she really wanted to know.
"Nothing. He didn't do anything," said Shannon quickly.
"I don't believe that," she replied starting to get angry. "Look me in the eyes and tell me that he did nothing and I might just believe ya."
"I can't. I don't want ya to see me crying."
"What happened Shannon? Please tell me. If ya don't I'll just have to ask him myself!"
Shannon looked up stunned.
"You can't!" he said panicking. "Please babes! Promise me you'll go nowhere near him!"
"What the hell did he do Shan? Did he hurt you?"
Shannon looked down again.
"Oh my God!" yelled Molly grabbing Shannon's arms. "He didn't … did he?"
Before Shannon could answer, Molly took his baseball cap slowly off his head. Her eyes became wide with shock at what she saw. He had stitches closing wounds on his forehead and nose, he had a bruise on his cheek, a small cut on his lip and his right eye was so bruised it was almost swollen shut.
"Baby, why didn't ya tell me?" she said, fresh tears welling up in her eyes.
"Because I didn't want to see that loon in your eyes," he said sadly.
"Ya should've told me, Shannon! Why did he do this?"
"As a warning. He said that if I ever upset ya again, he'd do worse."
"I'm gonna kill him," she hissed.
"Babes, please don't do anything stupid. I don't want him to hurt ya."
"He wouldn't dare. I'd make his life a living hell!"
"I'm sure you would," said Shannon with a slight chuckle.
"Well I do have a temper," laughed Molly.
"Yeah I meant to ask ya about that, what did Madison do to deserve what you did to her the other week? You made her look like a piñata!"
"It doesn't matter. She got what she deserved. And let's just say we'll see who the "Beautiful" one is now," said Molly sounding more annoyed than she'd meant to.
"OK, I won't ask. But you definitely looked as if you were ready to rip her heart out and ram it down her throat! … It was actually kinda sexy."
Molly chuckled a bit.
"Can ya keep a secret?"
Shannon raised his good eyebrow.
"OK, dumb question. Look I don't wanna say anything to Mickie coz she's so caught up with her new storyline, but … I got my WWE contract the beginning of last week."
"WHAT?" yelled Shannon jumping up. "Ya never even told me that you'd spoke to Vince! Oh my God! I am so proud of ya! When do ya start?"
"Shannon! Calm down," she laughed. "I didn't tell anyone, not even Mickie. I didn't wanna jinx it. I debut in 3 weeks at SummerSlam. But you've gotta keep ya mouth shut OK? I don't want anyone knowing about this. If anyone asks ya why I'm so happy, ya can tell them anything but that! I wanna surprise everyone."
"I could tell them that we've made up and are back together," he smiled picking her up from the steps. "I mean it wouldn't be a complete lie."
Molly smiled and put Shannon's hat on her head.
"It doesn't have to be a lie at all," she smiled reaching down to kiss his cheek.
"Oh really?"
"Yeah. All ya gotta do is ask."
"OK then. Molly, do ya still love me?"
"Yeah," she said showing him her chain necklace that he'd got her birthday. "Do ya still love me?"
"Yeah," he said showing her the identical chain he had. "So do ya wanna get back together?"
"Yeah. I missed ya. Do ya want us to get back together?"
"I never wanted us to split in the first place. I love you baby."
"Do ya really mean it this time?"
"With everything I am."
"Good, coz I love you too honey. I don't wanna be without you ever again. This last week has been absolute torture without ya. Promise me you're never gonna do that to me again."
"I promise babes. I felt empty without ya."
"Does this mean I can wear this again?" she said pulling out a small ring from her pocket.
"Yeah," he said taking it from her and sliding it back on her finger. "I can't believe ya kept it. I thought ya would've thrown it out."
"Nah. I was holding onto the hope that ya would change your mind."
"Cool. I never even took mine off," he said holding up his left hand, showing her his matching ring. "I was scared that if I took it off I'd never get ya back, and I didn't want to run the risk of losing ya forever."
"Stop being all soppy Moore, or I'll tell everyone about ya sucking ya thumb in your sleep. Now what would that do to your Prince Of Punk reputation?" laughed Molly.
"You wouldn't dare!" he laughed back.
"Try me!" she smiled wiggling out of his arms.
"Get back here, woman! Don't make me come get ya!"
"Hahaha! Hey Shannon! Do I Look Like I Give A Fuck? HAHAHAHAHA!" she laughed running away.
"Oh no you didn't!" he laughed chasing after her. "Get back here!"
Shannon chased after Molly. Molly was laughing so hard that she didn't notice a small tree root sticking up and tripped over it. Shannon laughed even harder at that but stopped to go over and make sure she was OK. He lent over to check on her, when she reached up and pulled him down. Shannon landed with a bump next to her.
"Ouch!"
"Sorry honey."
"You will be," he smiled rolling on top of her.
He looked intently into her eyes. He smiled and lent down to kiss her. They started slowly and became more intense. They calmed down after a few minutes and pulled apart.
"I missed that," said Molly breathlessly.
"Me too babes. Me too."
Shannon stood up and pulled Molly back to her feet.
"We should get back inside before Jeff and Mickie come checking up on us," he laughed.
They headed towards the house holding hands.
