"Chris.." he twitched, only half-consciously hearing the soft voice in his ear. "Chris!!"
"Wha..what?" he mumbled, his eyes flying open. He peered through the darkness and saw a figure standing over him.
"I heard a noise outside." he heard a whisper inform him. He groaned, finally understanding who woke him up.
"You woke me up for that?" he grumbled.
"I did hear something, I mean it." she responded lowly. Her voice trembled, but he was still too tired to take her seriously. He turned away, covering himself with the blanket.
"Tell it to shut up, then." he yawned, closing his eyes again.
"I'm not joking around." her voice quivered. Chris sighed, sitting up.
"If I go look at your noise, will you go to sleep?" he asked wearily.
"Yes." she responded. He sleepily got up and stretched. He reached over and turned the light on.
"See? Nothing." he pointed out. He walked to the bathroom, turning the light on, showing her no one was there. He opened the door and peeked outside, seeing no one even close to his room. "Now, can I go back to sleep?" He turned to see her in tears. This was just..lovely.
"I'm sorry." she replied, turning away, walking to her bed.
"You're really scared, aren't you?" he realized. He heard her give a heavy sigh. "Listen, you're safe here."
"For now." she replied bitterly. "And then all the WWF will find out I'm here..it'll be what happened last night all over again."
"Are you still on that? Hey, if it makes you feel better, I now have ultimate control on the WWF, 'coz of this thing." he motioned to his WWF title.
"That doesn't make me feel better, that just scares me." she replied through still-running tears.
"You really can ruin a good moment." he rolled his eyes. She didn't seem too amused, actually, she looked even more upset then before. "What is it going to take for you to just TRUST me? All right, I know it might be hard, but right now I'm your only lifeline, and you know it."
And then his answer came with a hug that he suddenly recieved. First, shock set in, and he felt numb for a second. Then it settled, and he found he had embraced her back, letting her cry on his shoulder. It felt weird, yes, but a good kind of weird.
"Come on, don't cry." he soothed. "You're not suppose to show me weakness. We're enemies, remember?"
"That's the pathetic part." her voice was muffled in his bare chest, which she was against.
Chris knew she was really just insane with all the pressure. She probably didn't even know who she was actually hugging. Still, he found himself unable to ignore the fact that he was sane and he was enjoying the feel of her in his arms. In the end, she basically cried herself to sleep, and he sat on her bed and held her hand, like she had asked him too.
And then it was morning. Chris opened his eyes, finding himself lying now. The last thing he remembered was sitting up, watching her twitch in her sleep, like the nightmare of her life even continued on when in what should be the safest place. Every time he saw it, he squeezed her hand comfortingly, and she seemed to be at rest once again.
But now he was lying down. He sleepily looked down and noticed exactly where he was. He must have fallen asleep on the bed, and tilted over so his head rested on her legs. And she was watching him. He hurried sat up, trying not to completely blush. What would people think of him now--he had slept on Stephanie an entire night.
"I'm sorry." he apologized, trying hurriedly to hide his blushing. She smiled and shook her head.
"I was enjoying watching the only moment I think I've ever seen you look innocent." she informed him with a straight face. So, she really meant it. She curled her legs, seeming to flex them. "Too bad it made me lose feeling in my legs."
"I guess I fell asleep." he shook his head.
"Obviously." she nodded.
"You seem..happier this morning." he used his words cautiously. He didn't want her into her freak-out mode again.
"I've decided something." she said, getting on her knees now so she was resting on them.
"What's that?" he asked.
"I'm going to be your valet." she said matter-of-factly.
Chris suddenly felt a rush of memory hit him. He blinked, shaking his head, the memory hitting him pretty hard and so fast..it surprised him. Valet..valet..something about a valet..he tried to continue on with the memory, tried to open it..what it was trying to tell him was the one thing that he kept thinking about..it was the thing that was making him go insane.
"Chris, is something wrong?" her voice broke through his thoughts, but he looked at her for a moment, and then it just came to him. It was so simple. Why the hell hadn't he remembered it earlier?
"You promised me you'd be in my corner.." he mumbled to himself. She looked at him, confused.
"What?" she inquired.
"That's it!" he jumped out. "I knew it was something!" Stephanie looked at him like he was crazy.
"Are you spazzing out again on me?" she frowned, standing up.
"No! Listen, Steph.." he felt giddy suddenly. "You don't seem to remember it, and you know, I didn't either.."
"What ARE you talking about?" she eyed him.
"So you don't remember, all right..let me enlighten you. See, I overheard Chris talking to Lita a week ago, and he was talking about something interesting.." Chris paused, deciding to just go out with it. "Steph, you might not remember, but you told your dad to watch me when I was first starting out. Do you remember that?"
"...You know about that?" she inquired. He noticed she had turned an odd shade of pink.
"Wait, so you remember?' he asked.
"Well yeah, and I've been trying to keep it a secret." she laughed. "For obvious reasons. I mean, what would people say if they found out I actually--" she stopped dead sentence, like she realized what she was saying.
"Actually what?" he questioned.
"Nothing. Nothing at all." she quickly said, shaking her head.
"Anyway, when you said you'd be my valet, you finally helped me remember what I forgot." he continued, letting her slide. "You told me..if I remember right..that you'd be in my corner if your dad ever let you get into the ring. And it's taken a year, but it seems you're living up to your promise, eh?"
"Still, I'm a bit intimated by what people will say.." she trailed off.
"Think about what they'll say about me.." he shrugged. "It's no biggie. With me, you'll become instantly a fan favorite. Like me!"
"Did anyone ever tell you you have a really big ego?" she smirked.
"..My ego is the perfect size! Why do people keep saying that?!" he groaned.
"Wha..what?" he mumbled, his eyes flying open. He peered through the darkness and saw a figure standing over him.
"I heard a noise outside." he heard a whisper inform him. He groaned, finally understanding who woke him up.
"You woke me up for that?" he grumbled.
"I did hear something, I mean it." she responded lowly. Her voice trembled, but he was still too tired to take her seriously. He turned away, covering himself with the blanket.
"Tell it to shut up, then." he yawned, closing his eyes again.
"I'm not joking around." her voice quivered. Chris sighed, sitting up.
"If I go look at your noise, will you go to sleep?" he asked wearily.
"Yes." she responded. He sleepily got up and stretched. He reached over and turned the light on.
"See? Nothing." he pointed out. He walked to the bathroom, turning the light on, showing her no one was there. He opened the door and peeked outside, seeing no one even close to his room. "Now, can I go back to sleep?" He turned to see her in tears. This was just..lovely.
"I'm sorry." she replied, turning away, walking to her bed.
"You're really scared, aren't you?" he realized. He heard her give a heavy sigh. "Listen, you're safe here."
"For now." she replied bitterly. "And then all the WWF will find out I'm here..it'll be what happened last night all over again."
"Are you still on that? Hey, if it makes you feel better, I now have ultimate control on the WWF, 'coz of this thing." he motioned to his WWF title.
"That doesn't make me feel better, that just scares me." she replied through still-running tears.
"You really can ruin a good moment." he rolled his eyes. She didn't seem too amused, actually, she looked even more upset then before. "What is it going to take for you to just TRUST me? All right, I know it might be hard, but right now I'm your only lifeline, and you know it."
And then his answer came with a hug that he suddenly recieved. First, shock set in, and he felt numb for a second. Then it settled, and he found he had embraced her back, letting her cry on his shoulder. It felt weird, yes, but a good kind of weird.
"Come on, don't cry." he soothed. "You're not suppose to show me weakness. We're enemies, remember?"
"That's the pathetic part." her voice was muffled in his bare chest, which she was against.
Chris knew she was really just insane with all the pressure. She probably didn't even know who she was actually hugging. Still, he found himself unable to ignore the fact that he was sane and he was enjoying the feel of her in his arms. In the end, she basically cried herself to sleep, and he sat on her bed and held her hand, like she had asked him too.
And then it was morning. Chris opened his eyes, finding himself lying now. The last thing he remembered was sitting up, watching her twitch in her sleep, like the nightmare of her life even continued on when in what should be the safest place. Every time he saw it, he squeezed her hand comfortingly, and she seemed to be at rest once again.
But now he was lying down. He sleepily looked down and noticed exactly where he was. He must have fallen asleep on the bed, and tilted over so his head rested on her legs. And she was watching him. He hurried sat up, trying not to completely blush. What would people think of him now--he had slept on Stephanie an entire night.
"I'm sorry." he apologized, trying hurriedly to hide his blushing. She smiled and shook her head.
"I was enjoying watching the only moment I think I've ever seen you look innocent." she informed him with a straight face. So, she really meant it. She curled her legs, seeming to flex them. "Too bad it made me lose feeling in my legs."
"I guess I fell asleep." he shook his head.
"Obviously." she nodded.
"You seem..happier this morning." he used his words cautiously. He didn't want her into her freak-out mode again.
"I've decided something." she said, getting on her knees now so she was resting on them.
"What's that?" he asked.
"I'm going to be your valet." she said matter-of-factly.
Chris suddenly felt a rush of memory hit him. He blinked, shaking his head, the memory hitting him pretty hard and so fast..it surprised him. Valet..valet..something about a valet..he tried to continue on with the memory, tried to open it..what it was trying to tell him was the one thing that he kept thinking about..it was the thing that was making him go insane.
"Chris, is something wrong?" her voice broke through his thoughts, but he looked at her for a moment, and then it just came to him. It was so simple. Why the hell hadn't he remembered it earlier?
"You promised me you'd be in my corner.." he mumbled to himself. She looked at him, confused.
"What?" she inquired.
"That's it!" he jumped out. "I knew it was something!" Stephanie looked at him like he was crazy.
"Are you spazzing out again on me?" she frowned, standing up.
"No! Listen, Steph.." he felt giddy suddenly. "You don't seem to remember it, and you know, I didn't either.."
"What ARE you talking about?" she eyed him.
"So you don't remember, all right..let me enlighten you. See, I overheard Chris talking to Lita a week ago, and he was talking about something interesting.." Chris paused, deciding to just go out with it. "Steph, you might not remember, but you told your dad to watch me when I was first starting out. Do you remember that?"
"...You know about that?" she inquired. He noticed she had turned an odd shade of pink.
"Wait, so you remember?' he asked.
"Well yeah, and I've been trying to keep it a secret." she laughed. "For obvious reasons. I mean, what would people say if they found out I actually--" she stopped dead sentence, like she realized what she was saying.
"Actually what?" he questioned.
"Nothing. Nothing at all." she quickly said, shaking her head.
"Anyway, when you said you'd be my valet, you finally helped me remember what I forgot." he continued, letting her slide. "You told me..if I remember right..that you'd be in my corner if your dad ever let you get into the ring. And it's taken a year, but it seems you're living up to your promise, eh?"
"Still, I'm a bit intimated by what people will say.." she trailed off.
"Think about what they'll say about me.." he shrugged. "It's no biggie. With me, you'll become instantly a fan favorite. Like me!"
"Did anyone ever tell you you have a really big ego?" she smirked.
"..My ego is the perfect size! Why do people keep saying that?!" he groaned.