Extremely Apologetic Author's Note: I'M SO SORRY!! I think I went like 2 weeks without an update! GAH! I just got so, so, so busy and school has been super stressful and whatnot. And friggen Manny Ramirez is 4 Homeruns away from 500 so I've been glued to the screen with the Sox games... not to mention the amount of very, very hot players we have here in Boston (all under the age of 28, even though my personal favorite is 24 years old... that's only 8 years apart, thank you ; P) But I feel terrible for not updating so I'll try to make this chappy longer than all the rest!! ON WITH THE STORY!!
I
own only the Sam Sanders character. I only own Chris Jericho in my
dreams...
(Picking
up from where we left off) Sam
knocked on the door of Chris' locker room once before it swung
open. "SAM!" Chris yelled and pulled her into a tight
hug. "Yeah, it's me; can you let me go now Irvine?" Sam
mumbled into his chest. He obliged and let her go. He then
decided to stare at her until she said "Chris, put your eyes
back in their sockets... we need to talk" "I know, Sam, I
really am sorry! I meant everything I said in the card I sent with
the flowers, I really do want to spend the rest of my life with you"
Chris said, taking Sam's hands in his. Sam just looked at
him. She looked into his eyes and she could tell he was being
sincere. "Still, you shouldn't have flipped out, Chris. It
really doesn't make me feel like a good fiancée or whatever." "I
know, I'm so sorry baby!" Chris said still holding her
hands. Sam couldn't stand it anymore...she was going to have
to give in. "Dammit Chris" She said and pulled him into a
passionate kiss.
They
stayed like that until they heard a voice being cleared behind them.
They separated immediately and turned to face the voice. "You
give in too easy!" Trish said and walked away. Sam looked at
Chris and just started cracking up. "I love her to pieces"
Sam laughed. "I love you to pieces" Chris winked. "You're
a cheese ball" Sam giggled.
"You know you love it!"05/05/08- Monday Night Raw- Toronto, Ontario, Canada
Sam was sitting by herself in catering when she felt a tap on her shoulder.
"You know... pretty girls like you shouldn't be sitting alone"
Sam spun around in her seat so fast you would've thought her ass was on fire.
"TRISH... OH MY GOD!" Sam practically screamed as she shot up from her chair and pulled her best friend into a gigantic hug.
"I missed you too babe, but, let me go please, you're hugging the air out of me" Trish laughed.
"Sorry!" Sam laughed and let Trish go, "Why are you here?"
"Well, I figured, since I was in the neighborhood I would stop by and say hi to my friends" Trish laughed.
"Well, hi! I miss you being here! And Micks and Asher are going to absolutely die when they see you!" Sam smiled.
"I'm already reading myself for those two..." Trish joked.
"Ahh, I missed you!" Sam said giving Trish a light hug.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't Patricia Anne Stratigias" they heard a voice, which they both recognized straight away.
"Well, well, well if it isn't Christopher Keith Irvine" Trish mocked him.
"How are you Trish?" Chris laughed and gave her a hug.
"I'm pretty good, how are you Mr. Irvine?" Trish smiled.
"Well, let's see, I've got to tag with my father-in-law tonight, which would usually be awesome, except he has to keep selling his knee, so I get the brunt of the beating... today has just not been good." Chris sighed.
"I hate that they're making him keep selling that knee... he's so aggravated" Sam sighed and continued "Chris, I know what will make you feel better"
"Sam! You're already pregnant!" Trish giggled.
"That's not what I meant" Sam said and stuck her tongue out at her, "Chris, I know what where having"
"A baby, uh duh" Trish smiled.
"You know, I'm starting to regret saying I missed you" Sam laughed.
"I'll stay quiet" Trish promised.
"Thank God! So, my lady, what is the gender of the child that is going to be gracing the world with its presence?" Chris smirked.
"Female" Sam giggled.
"OH MY GOD!" Trish and Chris said together.
-Flashback-
"Ew,
this jelly stuff is cold" Sam whined. "Well, deal with it,
you're the one who got yourself preggo" Trish smiled. Trish
had accompanied Sam to the Gynecologist for her Ultrasound, because
Chris had to fly out to Canada for some Fozzy thing leaving Sam alone
in Tampa, that is until her BFF came a'knockin at the
door. "Alright, Miss. Michaels... are you ready?" the
doctor asked her. Sam giggled at the DX-ness of that sentence
and shook her head "Yes"
The
doctor rolled the thingy that lets you see inside the stomach over
Sam's baby bump for what seemed like a good twenty minutes when she
asked while she wiped the jelly off of Sam's stomach, "Miss.
Michaels, do you have a history of twins in your family?" "Uh,
yeah, my mom's brothers' are twins, and her uncles' are twins
as well" Sam answered. "Well, from what I saw on there, it
looks like the next set of twins are going to be yours" the doctor
smiled. Sam laid there with a look of pure shock etched on her
face. She managed to look up at Trish, who had a huge, cheesy grin on
her face. "T-T-Twins?" Sam stuttered. "Yes, twin
boys" The doctor said. "Holy shit" Sam muttered before
saying, "Thank you doctor". The doctor smiled and told Sam
and Trish she'd be back with the pictures of the babies. "You're
having twins" Trish said. "I know" Sam said, with the
look of shock still etched on her beautiful features. Sam was snapped
out of her thoughts when she heard a ruckus outside the locker room.
She got up and opened the door and peered outside. "WHY ARE
YOU DOING THIS, VINCE!?" Jeff Hardy was screaming. "It's
for your own good, Jeff" Vince said calmly. "YOU CAN'T
FIRE ME! I'M NOT ADDICTED! I CAN QUIT ANYTIME! PLEASE GIVE ME
ANOTHER CHANCE!" Jeff screamed. Sam walked all the way out
of the door and decided to say something to Vince. "Vince,
Jeff isn't clean, he is addicted, and he can't stop... he
deserves this"
"ARE
YOU KIDDING ME?! VINCE! DON'T TELL ME YOU'RE GOING TO TAKE HER
SIDE? THAT BITCH RUINED MY LIFE!" Jeff screamed again. "Yes
Jeff, I am going to take her side, because I know she's telling the
truth... Jeff, I'm sorry, but if you aren't willing to seek help
for your problem, then I have no choice but to say this...Jeff,
you're fired." Vince said and walked back into his office. Sam
watched as Jeff collapsed on the ground and began to cry. A small
part of her felt bad for what had just happened, but a bigger part
felt that he got what he deserved... this was karma. "Jeff?
What the hell happened?" Sam heard Matt say as he ran down the
hall. "Vince, he, he fired me, Matt!" Jeff said between
sobs. "Why? Jeff, Why did he fire you?" Matt asked as he
hugged his brother. Jeff remained silent so Matt looked around
the hall, looking for someone, anyone who might have saw what
happened. His eyes landed on Sam.
"Sam!
What happened? Why did Vince fire Jeff?" Matt asked her. "Vince
fired Jeff, because Jeff is a fucking idiot, who couldn't get off
the fucking drugs and probably, failed his fucking drug test!" Sam
yelled, "He's a fucking moron, who just threw his fucking career
away, so he could get high! That's why Vince fired him, Matt,
you're brother is a drug addict"
Sam
was about to walk into to Chris' locker room when she heard Jeff
say quietly, "She's right, Matt"