Sacrificing Morgan
A fic by The Angel
Chapter Eleven: Committed
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"ID, miss." The casino guard stopped Morgan as she tried to enter the casino. "I am twenty three, damn it!" Morgan yelled. Her hands were literally red from carrying the bags and they made angry marks into her palms.
Morgan sighed as she put down the bags. "My father is Vince McMahon! He could buy your ass and the hotel!" She groaned and stomped her heel. She wasn't usually like this, but she decided to take a page out of her sister's book. Flipping through her wallet, she sighed.
"God damn it…Son of a mother fucking bitch…" She handed the guard her ID, and once he saw that she was born in 1978, he nodded. "Okay, you can go." She breathed in her relief and walked the three steps into the casino. "Malcolm!" She hissed, looking around for her boyfriend.
Malcolm was at a slot machine, putting in a quarter. "Morgan!" He shouted. "What's the matter?" Morgan sighed and placed the bags on Malcolm's lap. "Chris is stalking me." She lied. She made her eyes fill up with tears on cue. "That bastard! That sick perverted bastard!" Malcolm laid Morgan's head on his shoulder.
"Ssh…What happened? Tell me." Morgan wiped her eyes with a shaking hand. "He…He…Burst into the door and demanded that I stop seeing you! He said that he'd do anything to get me away from you!" She laid it on thick. "And then…" Morgan held back her fake tears.
"And then… He slammed me up against the wall and told me that the car accident would be a tiptoe through the tulips compared to what he was going to do to me if I left!" Malcolm clenched his fists. "That asshole. He's going to regret that he ever even met you."
Morgan grabbed Malcolm's shoulder. "No! You'll get arrested. Forget about him." Morgan frowned. "I want to go back to Connecticut. Now." Malcolm nodded. "Let's go." He picked her up off the floor. She grinned at him and wrapped her arms around his neck, smiling from ear to ear.
A few hours later, Morgan thought, I'll forget the name Chris Jericho ever existed.
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"I am sort of anxious." Morgan told the judge. She shot a sideways glance at Malcolm, who stood next to her. "Okay, Malcolm Steve Warren, do you take Morgan Allison McMahon to be your lawful wedded wife?" The judge asked. Malcolm nodded. "I sure do."
He slipped a plain gold ring onto her finger. "And Morgan Allison McMahon, do you take Malcolm Steve Warren to be your lawful wedded husband?" The judge asked. Morgan slipped a ring onto Malcolm's finger and nodded. "Yes, I do."
"I now pronounce you husband and wife! Kiss the bride." The judge announced. Malcolm leaned in and kissed Morgan gently.
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