He was awoken by whimpering. It was pretty low at first, almost indistinguishable, but then it grew a notch louder. Chris turned to his side, his eyes adjusting to the darkness. He noted more then usual movement in her bed. 'Nightmare?' He stood up, letting out a little yawn. He softly walked over to her, peering down. 'Bad one, it looks like.'
Though he heard somewhere that you shouldn't wake a sleeping person having a nightmare somewhere, he figured that it wouldn't be much of a problem, and he slightly shook her to awaken her. She twitched a little at first, but then suddenly shot up, almost making him fall backwards.
"No!" she yelped. 'So THAT'S why they told you not to wake them up..' He put a comfortable hand on her shoulder, and she tensed up, still thinking she was probably in her dream. She turned her head, then slowly untensed. "C-Chris?"
"Yep, it's just me." he whispered. "You all right?"
"No." she whispered, burying her face in her hands. He hesitated. 'Now, what do I do at moments like these? Let's see..when I had nightmares, my mom always asked me what it was about..or something like that.' He sat down lightly on the bed.
"Want to talk about it?" he asked, trying to sound comforting.
"I'm so afraid." she said in a hushed tone. "All the time..Heyman can get me at any time, Chris, and you know it."
'More then you could imagine..' He looked at her quietly. "Not if I'm here."
"Why DO you keep helping me?" she asked, suddenly staring at him. "I don't understand you. The last time we were with each other, we were fighting the entire time. Why is it so different this time?"
"I-" Chris couldn't believe he was actually speechless. 'I don't know. It started as helping Vince, but now it's not..now..' He suddenly realized that he had just done something he wasn't fully aware of.
It was like snapping out of a dream, and when he snapped out of it, he found he had just leaned in and kissed her. He pulled away quickly, a lump forming in his throat. 'Oh my god, I didn't just do that..'
"You just kissed me." she said, her eyes widening.
"I'm sorry" he managed to blurt out. "I-I don't know how that happened.." He felt his face turn deep red. 'Sure I know how I did that, I leaned in and kissed her..fuck, I think I liked it too..' He stood up, feeling suddenly a little sick. 'This isn't suppose to be happening..'
"Chris, wait.." He felt a jolt of electricity fly up his arm as she lightly touched it. She had stood up too.
"I didn't mean to do that." he tried explaining. "It just sort of.." He had turned to face her, and was cut off by her. 'She's kissing me..' He didn't pull away, he didn't want too. 'This shouldn't feel this good.' When the kiss was broken, he stared at her.
"Not bad, we're actually aware of it this time." she whispered, grinning towards him.
"Very true." he nodded. "Steph.."
"It's all right." she shook her head. 'She doesn't like the real me, the real me is going to make her nightmare come true. But I don't want to mess up this moment..I feel happy..'
***
He woke up, knowing wthis time why someone was actually next to him. Now, they didn't do a thing last night, which was good to know considering the first time he ended up in this position he wasn't sure how far it went. He looked down, letting out a brief smile. She was curled up against him, her head on his chest. 'She looks so innocent..she is innocent. I have to call off this thing with Vince. He'll understand..'
Just as he decided that, he noted her slowly awakening. She stretched a little, blinking a few times. She nuzzled deeper into him, closing her eyes again, probably attempting to sleep once again. He smiled, nudging her.
"Noo..I don't wanna wake up.." she mumbled, sleepily.
"I need my body though." he whispered back, chuckling slightly.
"No you don't." she replied, not opening her eyes. "It's my pillow now.."
"I'm so glad I've progressed into such an important position.." he smirked. "Come on, time to wake up."
"Fine.." she sighed, rolling over. He sat up, stretching his arms out.
"Much better." he cracked his knuckles. "Sleep well?"
"Yeah, actually." she smiled, finally sitting up. "Wow, this is like what happened a few months ago all over again."
"Different, though.." he grinned. "I did not do it under the influence of liquor..unless you slipped something in my drink, that is."
"Oh yeah, I just use you as my personal toy." she smirked.
"If you pull my cord I say my catch phrases." he joked.
"I hope you're a defect, your catch phrases get annoying sometimes." she quipped back.
"They're supposed to be, I mean, look at The Rock!" he responded, and she laughed. "Now that guy is worse then me."
"Yeah, you're just plain mean." she stuck her tongue out at him.
"Mean? Me? Never." he grinned. "I prefer to call it teasing."
"Uh-huh." she rolled her eyes.
"Gotta be doing something right, you kissed me last night.." he smiled.
"You're not even a good kisser." she grinned.
"Well I was half asleep." he replied. "After you woke me up.."
"You know, I keep thinking that I should feel a lot more weirder then I am now." she chuckled.
"I know the feeling, but..whatever." he shrugged. "Quite the funny sort of twist, though.."
"Well, I seem to have grown accustom to liking big tall blonde Canadians." she chuckled.
"You're going to leave me for Edge, aren't you?!" he pouted.
"I'd rather date Billy Gunn." she rolled her eyes.
"I would think Billy would be a little worse.." he trailed off. "Plus, I don't think you're his type..or the right gender." Stephanie let out a laugh.
"Good point. Nevermind." she giggled. "But no, I think maybe I'll keep you around.."
"I'm honored." he chuckled. Their conversation was cut short when the phone rang. 'All ready? Man, I haven't even thought of my speech..' He turned over, taking the phone, placing it against his ear. "Hello?"
"Great news!" Vince's voice responded cheerfully. "Heyman all ready agreed to our offer! We'll be taking Stephanie from you early!"
"WHAT?!" He shouted, not caring if he startled her. "Listen! You can't--"
"Tell me when I get there, we're leaving now!"
"But..!" he tried to blurt it out.
"Tell me later, Chris. We'll be their in 5 minutes." Click.
"Hello?! HELLO?!" Chris cried out. Vince had hung up. He placed the phone on the reciever, slowly turning to Stephanie, who had a mix of confusion and worry on her face.
"Is there something wrong?" she inquired.
'Where do I start?' Chris looked at her, then looked down. 'I should have never agreed to this..when she finds out..'
"Chris?" she asked, once again.
Though he heard somewhere that you shouldn't wake a sleeping person having a nightmare somewhere, he figured that it wouldn't be much of a problem, and he slightly shook her to awaken her. She twitched a little at first, but then suddenly shot up, almost making him fall backwards.
"No!" she yelped. 'So THAT'S why they told you not to wake them up..' He put a comfortable hand on her shoulder, and she tensed up, still thinking she was probably in her dream. She turned her head, then slowly untensed. "C-Chris?"
"Yep, it's just me." he whispered. "You all right?"
"No." she whispered, burying her face in her hands. He hesitated. 'Now, what do I do at moments like these? Let's see..when I had nightmares, my mom always asked me what it was about..or something like that.' He sat down lightly on the bed.
"Want to talk about it?" he asked, trying to sound comforting.
"I'm so afraid." she said in a hushed tone. "All the time..Heyman can get me at any time, Chris, and you know it."
'More then you could imagine..' He looked at her quietly. "Not if I'm here."
"Why DO you keep helping me?" she asked, suddenly staring at him. "I don't understand you. The last time we were with each other, we were fighting the entire time. Why is it so different this time?"
"I-" Chris couldn't believe he was actually speechless. 'I don't know. It started as helping Vince, but now it's not..now..' He suddenly realized that he had just done something he wasn't fully aware of.
It was like snapping out of a dream, and when he snapped out of it, he found he had just leaned in and kissed her. He pulled away quickly, a lump forming in his throat. 'Oh my god, I didn't just do that..'
"You just kissed me." she said, her eyes widening.
"I'm sorry" he managed to blurt out. "I-I don't know how that happened.." He felt his face turn deep red. 'Sure I know how I did that, I leaned in and kissed her..fuck, I think I liked it too..' He stood up, feeling suddenly a little sick. 'This isn't suppose to be happening..'
"Chris, wait.." He felt a jolt of electricity fly up his arm as she lightly touched it. She had stood up too.
"I didn't mean to do that." he tried explaining. "It just sort of.." He had turned to face her, and was cut off by her. 'She's kissing me..' He didn't pull away, he didn't want too. 'This shouldn't feel this good.' When the kiss was broken, he stared at her.
"Not bad, we're actually aware of it this time." she whispered, grinning towards him.
"Very true." he nodded. "Steph.."
"It's all right." she shook her head. 'She doesn't like the real me, the real me is going to make her nightmare come true. But I don't want to mess up this moment..I feel happy..'
***
He woke up, knowing wthis time why someone was actually next to him. Now, they didn't do a thing last night, which was good to know considering the first time he ended up in this position he wasn't sure how far it went. He looked down, letting out a brief smile. She was curled up against him, her head on his chest. 'She looks so innocent..she is innocent. I have to call off this thing with Vince. He'll understand..'
Just as he decided that, he noted her slowly awakening. She stretched a little, blinking a few times. She nuzzled deeper into him, closing her eyes again, probably attempting to sleep once again. He smiled, nudging her.
"Noo..I don't wanna wake up.." she mumbled, sleepily.
"I need my body though." he whispered back, chuckling slightly.
"No you don't." she replied, not opening her eyes. "It's my pillow now.."
"I'm so glad I've progressed into such an important position.." he smirked. "Come on, time to wake up."
"Fine.." she sighed, rolling over. He sat up, stretching his arms out.
"Much better." he cracked his knuckles. "Sleep well?"
"Yeah, actually." she smiled, finally sitting up. "Wow, this is like what happened a few months ago all over again."
"Different, though.." he grinned. "I did not do it under the influence of liquor..unless you slipped something in my drink, that is."
"Oh yeah, I just use you as my personal toy." she smirked.
"If you pull my cord I say my catch phrases." he joked.
"I hope you're a defect, your catch phrases get annoying sometimes." she quipped back.
"They're supposed to be, I mean, look at The Rock!" he responded, and she laughed. "Now that guy is worse then me."
"Yeah, you're just plain mean." she stuck her tongue out at him.
"Mean? Me? Never." he grinned. "I prefer to call it teasing."
"Uh-huh." she rolled her eyes.
"Gotta be doing something right, you kissed me last night.." he smiled.
"You're not even a good kisser." she grinned.
"Well I was half asleep." he replied. "After you woke me up.."
"You know, I keep thinking that I should feel a lot more weirder then I am now." she chuckled.
"I know the feeling, but..whatever." he shrugged. "Quite the funny sort of twist, though.."
"Well, I seem to have grown accustom to liking big tall blonde Canadians." she chuckled.
"You're going to leave me for Edge, aren't you?!" he pouted.
"I'd rather date Billy Gunn." she rolled her eyes.
"I would think Billy would be a little worse.." he trailed off. "Plus, I don't think you're his type..or the right gender." Stephanie let out a laugh.
"Good point. Nevermind." she giggled. "But no, I think maybe I'll keep you around.."
"I'm honored." he chuckled. Their conversation was cut short when the phone rang. 'All ready? Man, I haven't even thought of my speech..' He turned over, taking the phone, placing it against his ear. "Hello?"
"Great news!" Vince's voice responded cheerfully. "Heyman all ready agreed to our offer! We'll be taking Stephanie from you early!"
"WHAT?!" He shouted, not caring if he startled her. "Listen! You can't--"
"Tell me when I get there, we're leaving now!"
"But..!" he tried to blurt it out.
"Tell me later, Chris. We'll be their in 5 minutes." Click.
"Hello?! HELLO?!" Chris cried out. Vince had hung up. He placed the phone on the reciever, slowly turning to Stephanie, who had a mix of confusion and worry on her face.
"Is there something wrong?" she inquired.
'Where do I start?' Chris looked at her, then looked down. 'I should have never agreed to this..when she finds out..'
"Chris?" she asked, once again.