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A/N:: Disclaimer- I do not own The Undertaker and Michelle McCool.
Or any other upcoming characters.
So, NO, you can't sue me.
I just own the plot and MY character(s).
Therefore, enjoy the story.
Warning-Sexual Content.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Raven snapped. "Aren't you happy to see me? I came all the way here back for you," Randy said, grabbing her arms. "Let go of me!" she screamed. Matt and Jeff ran over towards the two. Randy let go and began to laugh. "Hello, boys. I'm just here to get my step-daughter and take her out to lunch. That won't be a problem, will it?" "Yes, sir, it will be. Raven isn't allowed to leave." "Well, then, I'll just leave." Randy turned around and walked away. Then he turned back around and pulled out a gun. "RAVEN GET DOWN!" Matt yelled as he pulled out his gun. Everything happened in slow motion. Raven turned around to see Randy was about to pull the trigger. Jeff had ran to the back. Matt was yelling for Raven to run. Raven just stood there. She felt as if her felt was glued to the floor. Her heart beat rapidly as both Randy and Matt pulled the trigger. Two bullets went flying; one missing the target while the other made it at the wrong victim. A loud scream pierced everyone's ears. Randy ran out of the tattoo shop. "JEFF!" Raven screamed. Matt ran out the shop and tried to chase Randy. He was no longer in sight. He walked back in and was breathing heavily. "Call the police," Raven said. Matt walked in the back and called the police. "They're on their way," he said.
He knelt down and rubbed Jeff's forehead. "Hang in there, buddy. The ambulance is coming. Don't die on me, okay?" he whispered. "Mattie, it hurts," Jeff said, looking down at his chest. Blood was oozing out. He gave Matt a light smile. Jeff took his last breath. Everything was still. Matt began to cry softly. Raven looked over at him. She grabbed his hand and pulled him into a hug.
3 weeks later
Matt and Raven were cleaning up the shop. They were getting ready to close up. "Do you wanna come over? I can use the company, since Jeff isn't around," Matt said. "Sure Matt. It's no problem. Let me just call Mark and tell him." She called Mark to let him know where she was going. "All set. Let's go." Matt grabbed his keys and they both walked out. Raven walked to the car as Matt was locking the shop. The drive was 30 minutes. When they arrived, Raven's jaw dropped. The house was incredible. "Y-you live here?" she said. "Yeah, nice isn't it?" "Hell yeah!"
The house was a dark brown. It was huge. It had a long pathway to lead up to the porch. The front had a huge water fountain. It was decorated with flowers. When they stepped inside it was way better. Raven loved everything about this. "Your house is amazing, Matt." "Thanks. Are you hungry?" "Starved." "Well, go take a shower. I'll have dinner ready in a few." "Okay," she said walking upstairs. She roamed around the house, trying to find the bathroom. She saw a room, it was dedicated to Jeff. It had his pictures up. Raven felt a little guilt fill her body. "Lost?" Matt asked, startling her. "Oh! I was just-" He chuckled. "It's okay. Let me show you where the bathroom is." Matt led Raven around the house. He walked her into the bathroom. He helped her work the shower. "If there's anything else you need, call me." Raven nodded as Matt turned away. "Matt?" "Yeah?" "Can you-can you take a shower with me, please? I don't wanna be alone," she said. "Sure," he said, smiling. Everything happened so fast. Raven was pinned against the wall, her legs wrapped Matt's waist. The water was running all over their bodies. Matt ran his hands up and down Raven's breast. He was pumping in and out of her. "Matt," she moaned loudly, grabbing a fistful of his hair. He moaned softly into her ear. He placed her on her feet and turned her around and bent her over. He slammed into her, making her scream. He went in and out, hard and fast. He grabbed her hair with one hand while the other was gripping her waist. "You like that?" he said, breathing heavily. Raven moaned, which made Matt go harder. "I said do you fucking like that!" "YES MATT, I LOVE IT!" she moaned, as they both came. They both began panting. "Maybe I should get dress and cook dinner," he said, smiling. Raven nodded her head.
Raven came downstairs wearing Matt's t-shirt and a pair of his boxers. Her hair was tied into a messy bun. Matt was wearing a pair of basketball shorts and no shirt. His hair was curly. Raven looked on the stove to see what Matt was cooking. "Mmm, it smells good in here," she said, "What are you making?" "Spaghetti," he said, stirring the ingredients. "Need help? I know how to make this incredible sauce," she said. "Sure," he said, smiling.
The two began to cook together. They had fun throwing things at each other, laughing, and singing. "I didn't know you could sing. You have a beautiful voice," Matt said, putting his hair into a ponytail. "Thanks," she said blushing. They began to sit down at the table and eat. They made spaghetti and meatballs, garlic bread, and salad. Matt poured them each a glass of wine. After they ate, Raven treated Matt to an ice-cream sundae. Once they finished, they decided to go lay down.
Raven was facing Matt, one of her legs was wrapped around him. Her head was snuggled in his chest. She was listening to his heart beat, making a perfect melody. She smiled and went to sleep.
