Chapter 25
1994
Shawn walked out of the shower and dried off, realizing the tears on his face were still there. He wiped off his face and quickly got into a t-shirt and blue jeans before walking into the bedroom and laying face first on the large bed. His whole body shook as he breathed deeper in the pillow. On the edge of the bed, Diesel looked at Shawn and shook his head, worried.
"Shawn." Diesel said.
Shawn moved slightly but didn't budge from his position. He mumbled against the pillow, "What?"
Diesel tapped Shawn's legs and said, "Forget about her, man. She was nothing but trouble anyway. Didn't you say she was showing off her dress to the waiter on your date? Or happened to drop an earring and picked it up in front of you?"
Shawn shrugged his shoulders and sighed, his breath hot against his face. Diesel looked down and slipped on his boots. Shawn mumbled something against the pillow, but Diesel couldn't catch the words.
"Turn over, man. Quit being emotional and forget about this."
Shawn placed his hands on the pillow and grabbed it, then flipped his body over and covered his face with the pillow again. Diesel sighed and attempted to grab the pillow, but Shawn pulled back.
"Your spoiled, Shawn."
"I am not." Shawn mumbled.
"Whatever you say," Diesel got up and walked towards the door. "I'm going to see Razor and Jerry Lawler, alright? Raz said we're going out. Too bad you don't want to come."
Shawn crossed his arms over the pillow tighter and sighed, mumbling, "I don't want to go."
"I know, Shawn," Diesel made it to the kitchen and grabbed his hotel key. "I'll be back later. Don't do anything stupid while I'm gone, okay?"
Shawn breathed deep and heard the door close, finally having the room to himself. He released his grip on the pillow and breathed in the cool, fresh air. He began thinking of Sunny again.
The way she rubbed her hands down his chest after his match. When she whispered in his ear. When Bret stormed in and threatened them. It made him angry.
Shawn felt broken because of Sunny. He trusted her and he let her down. If only he wasn't the one who danced with her that night in the bar, then maybe he wouldn't be feeling this pain.
Sunny's heels clicked as she walked down the hall, passing the groups of superstars she knew well. One of them winked at her, but she looked away and continued to embrace the mixed feelings inside of her. She slowly passed a room and stopped in the middle of the hall, looking back at it. She sighed and walked towards the door, hesitating to knock but she did it anyway. The superstars talked and laughed in the far corners as Sunny waited for someone to answer.
Just as she was about to walk away, someone did. Sunny turned and smiled wide at the man on the other side.
"Hey." She whispered.
"What do you want?"
"I-I just wanted to check on you," Sunny looked at the other superstars before placing a hand on the man's face. "That's all."
The man stepped aside and allowed Sunny to enter his room. Sunny smiled and entered the large hotel room, putting her hands together as the door closed behind her. She walked towards the kitchen, Bret not too far behind her.
"So," Bret said. "You came to check on me, huh?"
Sunny nodded and said, "I knew you couldn't be waiting for me after what happened last week."
She approached Bret and placed her hands on his face, leaning him down and kissing him on the mouth. Bret returned the kisses and grabbed Sunny's arms and placed them around his waist. Sunny grinned as she continued kissing Bret, his hands touching her back and thighs gently. Bret pulled back and placed a hand on Sunny's face.
"If you love me like you say you do, you'd get rid of that heartbreak loser and come back to me, otherwise, we have no future."
Sunny grinned. "I can't get rid of you, Bret. Not by a long shot."
"Then kiss me and prove it."
Sunny and Bret kissed and quickly found themselves embracing each other. Sunny gasped when she felt Bret's hands trail towards the zipper on her dress, pulling it down halfway, and jerked away, her heels loud on the hard floor.
"What is it?" Bret asked.
"I-I just realized," Sunny stuttered, walking towards the door. "I have to take care of something."
Bret scowled and grabbed her arm, pulling Sunny back towards him. Sunny gasped and tried to break free, but Bret's hands tightened harder.
"Take care of what?"
"M-My bags for the show. I need to go pack them. I swear."
Bret looked at Sunny, angered, but let her go and walked into his bedroom, grabbing his bag and throwing it on the bed, then sat down. Sunny looked back at Bret before fixing her dress zipper and opened the door, entering the hallway now abandoned and empty.
Walking down the hall, Sunny turned her head back to see if Bret happened to be following her. But every time she looked, no one else was around. She smiled lightly and passed a corner to an elevator. She waited for the doors to open and, when they did, she stared at the few superstars coming out. She ignored their whistles and quickly pushed the button on the elevator.
When it came to a stop, Sunny prepared to exit the elevator. The doors opened, but Sunny stopped in place when Shawn stood on the other side.
"Oh, Shawn," Sunny said. "How are you?"
Shawn stared at Sunny and entered the elevator, pushing the button.
"I've tried to find you after what happened. I'm so-"
"Are you leaving or staying? 'Cause I'm not waiting any longer." Shawn's hands blocked the doors from moving, looking at Sunny.
Sunny gulped. "I'm staying."
Shawn looked at Sunny before sighing and allowed the doors to close. After a long ten seconds in the elevator, Shawn got out and walked straight towards his room, hearing noises behind him. He saw Sunny was following him and turned around, ready to yell at her. His words didn't enter his throat when he saw how beautiful she looked, the silver dress and matching pair of high heels along with her blonde hair free on her shoulders. Her eyes fixed on his. Shawn sighed and walked back towards his room. He opened the door and waited for Sunny to enter. Instead, she waited outside his door and lightly smiled.
"Do you want to come in?" Shawn managed to say.
Sunny smiled and entered the room. Shawn closed the door and went back into the bedroom. Sunny waited for Shawn to come out as she moved towards the kitchen counter, seeing the coffee pot was full. She looked back towards the bedroom door, walking towards it with a sigh, seeing Shawn sitting down on the edge of the bed.
Sunny walked slowly into the room and saw how Shawn was acting. His head lowered towards the floor as his hands covered his face, his body looking tense and uneasy. Sunny walked slowly towards the bed and down next to Shawn, who hadn't broke his stance, and sighed, placing a hand firmly on his back.
"What's wrong, Shawn?" She asked, looking at him.
Shawn removed his hands slowly, but didn't lift his head. "Nothing."
"You're lying," Sunny shook her head. "Somethings wrong. What is it?"
Sunny began rubbing Shawn's back, a rhythm that felt so good to Shawn. Shawn breathed deeply at the soft touch, his body shaking a little from the gentle strokes. He had never felt this way before.
"Is it about what happened the other day?" Sunny frowned as she continued rubbing gently.
Shawn nodded. "After what happened...I felt...hurt."
Sunny stopped rubbing Shawn's back and moved her hand to Shawn's face, turning it towards her, wanting him to look in her eyes.
"Shawn," She said slowly. "I know how you felt. I felt the same way. It's okay."
With that, Sunny leaned in and kissed Shawn gently on his lips, Shawn following with his own kisses and soon pulled away, looking at the floor again.
"Shawn?"
"I thought you were with Bret."
Sunny sighed deeply. "Shawn...look at me."
Shawn didn't want to, but, he did. Her beautiful eyes and face left him speechless. He wanted to protest, but couldn't find the words. He sighed instead, tears filling his eyes.
"Don't cry, Shawn," Sunny whispered into his ear as she removed her hand from his face. "There's nothing between me and Bret. Not anymore. He's jealous."
Shawn looked at her from those words, but he still couldn't find the words to say. He sighed again and attempted to rub his eyes to remove the stinging tears. Sunny moved her own fingers across Shawn's eyes and quickly smiled at him.
Shawn limply smiled, then, he spoke, "I hope not."
Sunny looked at Shawn as Shawn now looked at her, grabbing her hand with his.
"Because I love you." Shawn whispered.
Sunny smiled brightly, moving closer to Shawn. "I love you, too."
Shawn leaned in and kissed Sunny, who returned the kisses with deeper passion. Soon, Shawn found his hands slipping around her waist as he felt Sunny's hands around his neck. Then, he slowly picked her up and placed her on the bed.