Kane threw his sister into the hotel room. She walked over to the couch, sitting down, opening the window and looking out. "I can't believe you. Why do you have to ruin everything?"
Kane emptied his pockets, throwing the contents onto the dresser, "How long have you been seeing Sheamus?"
"A couple weeks." Marie continued to look out the window. She could feel the tears growing behind her eyes and didn't want her brother to know just how upset she truly was.
"So you've been lying to me for weeks about where you've been and what you've been doing. You pulled our brother into it, too. Remember when we didn't keep things from each other? I miss those days."
She turned around looking at her brother, "I wonder why I didn't tell you maybe because I knew how you'd react. Look at what you did tonight. I can't believe you would hurt me like that."
Kane walked over grabbing his sister's arm, pulling her up from the couch. He shoved her back slightly, sitting down on the couch and laying back. "I didn't lay a hand on you. I hurt him before he could hurt you. Now go to sleep."
Kane was asleep within moments. She watched him for a while, trying to figure out what he had been thinking. How could have possibly rationalized what he had done to himself. Marie laid down on the bed. Her body ached for Sheamus next to her again. She fell asleep after what seemed like an eternity.
When the two woke up the next morning, they didn't speak. They took turns going in the bathroom and getting ready for the day, Marie first, Kane second. Marie got up and began walking toward the door, she was hungry and it was getting about the time that breakfast would be being served downstairs. Kane poked his head out of the bathroom when he heard the commotion.
"Where do you think you're going?"
"I'm hungry. I'm sure they've got doughnuts and juice downstairs. I'll bring you something up."
Kane took a deep breath, it was still early, barely 6, nobody else would be up or at least not up and ready for breakfast. He nodded her off.
She went straight to Sheamus' room. She waited outside the door, contemplated whether or not to knock. She finally got the courage and reached her hand up tapping twice on the door. Sheamus opened it quite quickly almost as if he'd been waiting for her.
She began to walk in but he began closing the door in front of her barring her way. She took a step back.
"You were right." He began speaking and she could feel herself losing her balance. Her heart was racing and her legs were going weak beneath her. "I got a match with Randy on Smackdown and this fatal four on Sunday. This is too much."
She could feel a sob forming in her throat but pushed it back down. "Ok." It was the only thing she could muster.
"Sorry," And with that Sheamus shut the door. Marie made it only a few feet down the hall before collapsing against the wall, falling to the floor.
She put her hands to her temples and shook off the feelings that were creeping up on her. With a couple deep breaths she pulled herself back up, continuing to walk toward the elevator to get the breakfast she had said she was going to get, though she had completely lost her appetite.
As the elevator doors opened, Marie saw her father standing there, almost as if he'd been waiting for her. "Let's have a chat."
She knew better than to align herself with her father but at this point she didn't care. Bearer wasn't the only person who wanted revenge against Kane now.
