Chapter 21

*~*~ One Month Later ~*~*

Shaina smiled as she read over her script. "You don't think this is a little too mean for me to say?" she asked, as Vince shook his head. "No way, this is Paul we are talking about. Do you really think he will care?" he asked back, as she chuckled. "No, I guess you're right," she answered, as the door opened. "She's drinking soda!" Stephanie exclaimed, as she ran in. "What?" Vince asked, looking at his daughter a little confused. "I told you not to drink soda. Caffeine is bad for the baby!" Stephanie answered, as she took the soda right out of Shaina's hands. "You should be the one with the baby. I've never seen anyone care so much," Vince said, as he started laughing. "Shut up Dad and what are you doing here anyway?" Stephanie asked, in a smarty way. "My pregnancy has gone to her head," Shaina mouthed, as Vince chuckled. "I'll leave so you girls can talk about whatever girls talk about," he said, as he kissed Shaina's cheek. "Hey, what about me?" Stephanie asked, as Vince opened the door. "No kisses for you," he answered, as he walked out. "What a dork," Stephanie said, as she started drinking the soda. "Hey! That's my soda!" Shaina exclaimed, as she tried to grab it. "Now it's mine. Get over it," Stephanie said, sticking out her tongue. "I'm not talking to you anymore," Shaina replied, crossing her arms. "Okay. See ya later," Stephanie said, as she walked out the door. Shaina smiled and shook her head. "She is something else," she said out loud, as the door opened again. "I knew you were going to come back in," Shaina said, as she looked at the door. But it wasn't who she thought it was. "Jeff, what are you doing here?" she asked, a little uncomfortable. "Is it true that you are pregnant?" he asked back, as her eyes widened. "No that isn't true," she answered, as he took her hands in his. "Don't lie to me. Are you?" he asked, as she swallowed hard. "No! I am not pregnant!" she exclaimed, as he raked a hand through his hair. "Fine, sorry to ask," he said, letting go of her. "Well, speaking about pregnancy, how is your loved one?" she asked, as he rolled his eyes. "Shaina, don't start," he answered, as she shook her head. "You are so pathetic. Just get out of my locker room and get out of my life!" she yelled, as his eyes widened. "Why have you gotten so mean lately? Did the bitch you have as a best friend make you this way?" he asked, as she slapped him. "Don't you ever in your life call her that agin. You have no idea how much she has helped me get through hard times. When I was little and when I got hit, who do you think was there for me? I told you once and I'll tell you again, get out of my locker room and my life!" she yelled, as he sighed. "Fine, I'm sorry. I will get out of here, but I will never get out of your life," he said, as he walked out. She raked a hand through her hair as she started to cry.

*Shaina, why do you have to be this way? You just aren't the way I thought you would turn out to be. You aren't lady like and all you do is sit around and watch wrestling. I hate you, I hate you!" her mom yelled, as she continued hitting her. "Mom, stop it please!" Shaina yelled back, as she started to cry* Shaina sighed as she remembered that. The only people there to help her had always been Vince, Shane, Linda and Stephanie. She wiped her tears and looked back at the script. Her dream of being a wrestler had come true and now, the bad memories were simply that; memories.

:: Fate Skit ::

The crowd cheered when they saw Shaina on the screen. Even if she was a heel, she still got plenty of cheers. As she walked out of her locker room/office, Paul Heyman approached her. "Well, well, well, I finally get to speak to one of the infamous general managers," he said, enthusiastically. "What do you want Paul?" she asked, as he smiled. "I want you, but it doesn't look like I'm going to get that. I mean, unless you might want to go out tonight," he answered, trailing a finger down her chin. "No thanks. I don't feel like wasting my time," she said, as he smirked. "You know Fate, I see the way you look at me and I know you want me. So don't try to act like you don't," he replied, as she smiled. "Paul, the answer is no. I'm sure you've heard that word many times from women, this is no different," she said, patting his shoulder. "If that's the way you want to be, than fine. You'll regret it later!" he exclaimed, as she started to walk away. "Goodbye Paul," she said, as the tv went black.

Meanwhile, Jeff had just watched her skit. Just watching her, made him want her more. "Shaina," he said softly, as he touched the tv screen. "Honey, what are you doing?" Stacy asked suddenly, as she walked into the room. "Nothing, I was just watching the t.v," he answered, as she wrapped her arms around his neck. "I love you," she said, as she kissed him. He kissed her back, but truly hated lying. He didn't love her and he didn't want to be with her. He broke away from her and plastered on a fake smile. "I love you too," he replied, as she kissed him again.