Heyy guys I am back! Soooooo sorry it's been a while and I noticed I forgot to put my disclaimer on in the last chapter. -_- Disclaimer I don't own WWE or those on it, but anyway on with the fic! And yes Emma I lied I was writing this to update for you. xD x
After that pedigree I was in complete pain, and I suddenly felt Hunter grab me by my hair and he threw me into the turnbuckle and I slumped down. I knew Vince was probably smirking, and going to get great revenge for my betrayal later, but I couldn't care...not now. I winced as I heard Hunter approach me and I felt my heart beating extremely fast like it was desperate to rip free from my chest, and I began to feel my throat swell up as he grabbed me by my ash blonde hair, and he whispered only audible for my ears "Why, why won't you fight?" he growled, huskily slamming my back into the turnbuckle again I cried out in pain he still gripped my hair violently I clenched my teeth together tightly I couldn't tell him it would have been ever so pointless. I felt him slam me into the turnbuckle "WHY?" he cried, but the audience still couldn't hear him as they were all yelling in disbelief. I took a deep breath and whispered my answer he let me go and I slumped into the corner I felt so weak, and so afraid.
I was sat in my dressing room praying, praying to God that Hunter would forgive me for what I had said. I heard an almighty thud against the dressing room door, and I stood up hearing another heavy thud "SHAWN OPEN THE DOOR NOW!" I knew it was Vince and I quickly coward back knocking over the chair with a heavy thud "I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE MICHAELS!" I could imagine the wicked grin on Vince's face as he got his sick satisfaction and I shivered slightly I grabbed the steel chair and folded it ready and stood behind the door as the spirit squad kicked it open with a reluctant thud it swung open missing me.
Vince led them into my dressing room, and I saw my chance I tried to make a break for it this only resulted in getting caught by Johnny I wacked the steel chair over his head with a giant thud before making a break for it. I was dragged back into my dressing room by the spirit squad and the door shut and locked. I felt myself thrown to the floor and then I knew there was no way out, and I chased away the one man who would possibly save me a second time.
"WHY?" I had cried over the deafening roar of the audience they couldn't hear me or Shawn that coward refused to fight he is weak. I punched the wall...then again he had all the rights to be after everything Vince had put him through. I slumped slightly furious at myself for putting Shawn through all that pain in the ring. I was selfish a pig headed bastard who could only think of himself. I sat down and buried my head in my hands.
"VINCE PLEASE NO!" I cried as little too late as he filled me with his seed. "No..." I croaked my arms were weak as I collapsed onto my side taking sharp and shallow breaths tasting blood...my blood. I fought back the sob that threatened to escape me as Vince cupped my chin and forcefully kissed me. I turned my head away in disgust fighting back my urge to be sick. "Shawn." He whispered huskily, and I closed my eyes and tears threatened to spill. "You brought this on yourself for disobeying me." He stood up and walked out the spirit squad laughing and chuckling as they followed him out and shut the door. I curled up in the darkness and began to cry.
"WHY?" Hunter had cried at me I had swallowed thickly fighting back the tears with all my heart, but it threatened to spill, my blood to pool all over the ring taking the truth with I wish that had happened instead. "Because Hunter, I love you."