XD! Yes. The completion of the first "episode" of this fic. :3 Oh. If anyone noticed, this is going to be incredibly long and hopefully, longer than 'Torn'. XD! If that's possible. -_- 'Torn' is like my Hardycest baby. :3 …which reminds meh, I gotta update on my baby's baby, 'True Romance'. XD!

sheesh, I gotta update on a ton of stuff. O_O and I already have a TON more ideas. XD. YESH. X3.


Chapter Seven – Love's Quarrel Part 1


After that night, Shannon couldn't fall asleep at all. Underneath the covers of his couch, he knew he liked Mike but he'd rather go back to high school than elope with him. He'd always had dreams of the perfect, perfect wedding, detailing every bit of it in his head, the clothing he was going to wear, from the first words he was going to say, from even the church he was using and the theme he was going to use but…but this was all out of control, spinning and spinning.

Mike said something about eloping before going to bed.

Most of all, in his dream wedding, the one he'd been making up since he was ten, he wanted Jeff and Matt to be there…and a frown found its way to Shannon's lips as he tried to get to sleep that night. And then Mike woke him up a few minutes later, yawning and a phone in his hand. "They called me."

Shannon stared at him for a moment.

Mike sighed. "They want us to get married this week and they want us to do it this Friday. Exactly. They got the plans up and all and they say that this will get worse if you don't cooperate with them, Shannon…that this could lead to death…" Mike grabbed onto Shannon's wide tank strap. "I don't want to die because of you, understand?"

Shannon's eyes were widened. "Mike, no! That's the day of our mothers' wedding! You can't…"

Mike just stared at him. "We have no other choice. Besides, it's not my fault that this is all fucked up. It's all yours. It's always just going to be yours…" Mike snapped at him, causing Shannon's eyes to widen as he looked down at his pillow.

"Wake up tomorrow, faggot, bright and early because we're not missing class, understand?"

Shannon slowly nodded his head, whimpering. "Mike…?"

"Yeah."

"I told Jeff."

Mike's eyes snapped wide open and the drowsiness seemed to be gone. "You told the biggest gossip girl in the WWE about the fact that we're assassins? Oh great. Great job, Shannon! As if this thing can't get any worse!"

"…I trust him!" Shannon exclaimed, standing up and staring Mike straight at eye level. "He's not gonna tell anyone…I know…"

Mike groaned and pushed Shannon down onto the couch. "Just go to bed! Okay?! And we'll settle this tomorrow."


It was raining that Friday.

"You look fine." Mike said, annoying as Shannon looked down at his clothing. He wasn't even dressed properly…he wanted a pretty frilly girly dress that Matt would make fun of. Shannon turned his head towards the mirror, just jeans and a sweater that he stole from his mother's closet, something she wanted to throw away but he'd never let her…the green fabric hugged him perfectly. Mike stood there, with a thick gray sweatshirt and a heart with a bullet through, blood seeping from the wound with the words Bullet For My Valentine written in electric blue and black jeans. "Let's just go. I don't wanna be late."

Shannon nodded to him. He couldn't wear a dress. They were about to wake out of the door right now and the possibility of Matt and Jeff seeing him in a dress…well, he didn't care about Jeff but Matt—Matt he could never tell.

"Where are we heading?"

It was 6 o'clock.

"To this place on the outskirts in town. By that time, it'll be late and stuff…" Mike sighed, opening the door and walking towards his car, slipping in and not bothering to say anything else to Shannon as Shannon burned into the thoughts of horror that pushed him down, that made him weak and frail… he'd been looking so forward to a real wedding. Shannon pressed his head against the glass and Mike sighed. "What's wrong?"

"I want a real wedding!"

"So…female of you." Mike snapped. "You're just a girl, aren't you? Somehow trapped into a boy's body…learn how to act your age and your gender, Shannon!"

"…my name is a girl's name." Shannon protested.

"Whatever." Mike sighed.

The silence stirred for a while before Shannon allowed his head to rest onto Mike's shoulder and Mike pulled him off, continuing to drive. "Do that again and I'll break your skinny body, okay? I'm not gay for the last time. And I'm not turning gay. We might be getting married but it's not like anything's gonna change, understand?"

Shannon stared at him for a while, blinking, then sighing, burying his head into his hands.

"What? You're sad? Well, remember, this is all your fucking fault."

"Stop stressing me out! My blood pressure goes high!" Shannon snapped, staring at him and hyperventilating as if there was no oxygen in his body.

"Like I believe that." Mike spoke out. "Huh, Shannon? So you're the cause of everything, you're running away from your own mother's wedding…after telling you that you were okay with it all, that you wanted to be there for her when you most needed her?! Huh, Shannon?"

"Stop it!" His breath turned even more rapid, staring towards the window.

"And…oh, what about Matty and Jeffy, huh? What's Matty gonna think when you ditch out on the most important night of your mother's life?! Huh, Shannon!?"

Shannon let out a high-pitched moan, pressing his head against the glass of the window.

"And let's not forget. Shannon's book is the reason for Matt's house burning down, the reason that your mother got together with mine, the reason that I'm in shambles, the reason that Phil's dead…you're just a fucking mistake, Shannon!"

Shannon gasped and looked down at his lap as Mike laughed.

"Stop the car."

"Why-?"

Shannon stuck his head out, vomiting badly, and then wrenching backwards, the thoughts swirling around his head as Mike stared at him, as Shannon laid down on his lap. "…yeah, the sick act is awesome on you." Mike rolled his eyes.

"…I just threw up." Shannon protested, his voice tired and weak.

"Just get off me."

Shannon, in all the lasting energy, trying to sit up right as Mike continued to drive and Shannon found himself stressing and stressing about it all, the wedding, just wondering if Jeff and Matt were going to talk to him, and how pissed his mother would be…and…if she was ever going to talk to him again…and he thought of his father and the fight they had before he died and then and then –

"She's gonna die?!" he screeched out, his heart pounding and accelerating.

"Calm down, bitch." Mike said, annoyed.

Shannon found himself falling asleep and then Mike shook him away, while Shannon opened his eyes. "Hey? Let's go." Mike stepped out and Shannon did too only so that Mike pulled out a plain silver ring from his pocket. "Here."

Shannon inspected it. "Is this supposed to be sort of my engagement ring?"

"…yeah." Mike rolled his eyes.

"But my lunch costs more than that!"

Mike rolled his eyes, 'well, I don't wanna marry you!" He grabbed onto Shannon's hand and pulled him towards the place that they were supposedly going to marry him. They walked through.

The man stared at them as Mike gave the details and Shannon drifted away.

Even when they were walking towards the centre of the room with the book in the guy's hand, Shannon was only thinking of one thing and one thing only. About his picture perfect wedding and then…his family, Jeff, Matt…and how he wanted to be there, that it was supposed to be starting right now. That was another part of it that Mike had explained to him. That when they got married, they couldn't tell anyone…they had to figure it out themselves. Shannon couldn't tell his mother about this excuse for ditching her wedding and he wanted to. Besides, even if this law wasn't there, he wouldn't have told her. Mike would be his step brother tonight…

It was fine. When Mike just said his quick "I do", Shannon followed his pattern and when Shannon was supposed to be kissed, Mike did it so quick that it made Shannon feel unwanted and filthy.

The drive back home was silent.

Shannon continued stressing himself out…thinking he deserved it. Mike made it seem like he was the most unwanted creature ever, as if he was evil…as if he'd always be the fucked up bitch he was. "Hey. We still have a lot of time left. We'd make it there before the wedding ends." Mike noted.

Shannon allowed a soft smile to fall against his face as Mike stopped for gas. "I'm gonna get some food." Shannon simply said before stepping out of the doorway.

"Whatever." Mike snapped.

Shannon slipped inside of the store, picking up a few packs of M&M's and Hershey's Kisses. He slipped in a few Pepsi bottles and Mountain Dew bottles and before Shannon could turn around, he was met with a fist pounding to his face as he wrenched backwards. Shannon fell down towards the floor, hyperventilating as the fist swung at his back, making him feel an incredible deal of pain on his back…

"Mike…" Shannon whispered, as if Mike could've heard him before one last hit had him blacking out.

The man picked up Shannon and walked outside of the store, simply staring at its feared employees before stepping out and walking towards his car, putting him down and kissing his forehead, staring down at him. "Hmm…pretty pet, aren't we?"


EVERYDAY WHEN I THINK ABOUT YOU, LIKE A PRAYER TO A CHILD IS NEWWWW, IN MY THOUGHTS YOU'LL ALWAYS BE… THE ONLY ONE WHO COULD MAKE MEH HAPPEHHHHHHHH…8D… I love MSG. XD!

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