Mercy was trying to have a good time.really, she was. But it wasn't
her fault her arm felt like it had been hit by a truck going 70 down the
freeway. Mercy and the rest of her friends had gone to a local
club/restaurant to celebrate there win.
"Could you please tell Mercy to pass the ketchup," Shane said to Christian.
"Edge, tell Mercy to pass the ketchup to Shane."
"Mercy, Shane would like the ketchup," Edge said.
"Well, tell Shane that if I didn't have a dislocated shoulder I'd pass it to him." Edge turned back to Christian.
"Mercy is being a bitch and can't pass the ketchup right now." Mercy kicked Edge in the shin. "Ow! That hurt!"
"Think BEFORE you speak blondey." This had been going on all night. Mercy was mad at Shane, and Shane was mad at Mercy for being mat at him for the mistake he had made.
"Please tell Mercy that she should remember who helped her win tonight." With a sigh Edge turned to Christian once again.
"Shane takes all the credit for the win."
"I didn't say that!"
"Yah, Edge. You're a bad messenger."
"Am not, Christian!"
"Guys! Shut the hell up!" Jericho said putting the argument to rest. All four mumbled under there breaths.
"Wow, some celebration." Chris said to Amy.
"Ya.I think I should talk to Mercy."
"That'd be a good idea." Amy signaled for Mercy to join her in the restroom.
"What's up?" Mercy asked.
"I should be asking YOU that. Why are you so pissed at Shane? You know it was only an accident, and he DID help you win." Mercy sighed.
"I'm not pissed at him." "Really.because you sure as hell acted like you were."
"Well I'm not! I'm just.frustrated.that's all."
"There's something you aren't telling me, isn't there."
"No."
"Mercy"
"I have no clue what you're talking about."
"Mercy"
"What?! Lay off ok!..." Mercy walked out of the restroom, past the bar, past the booths, and past her confused friends.
Amy headed back to the table by herself, confused as much as the rest.
"Wow that sure worked." Chris said sarcastically.
"Can it Irvan!" Amy said.
"O great.now she's made Amy a bitch too." Mumbled Chris. Obviously he wasn't aware of who he was seated next to.Matt glared at him while Chris laughed nervously, scooting over, giving much needed space between him and Matt.
"I think I should go follow her." Shane took off out the double doors.
When he got outside he was Mercy walking along the gravel path leading to a pond in the back of the building. He had to admit, even with her shoulder in a sling and her major attitude, her silhouetted against the moon was a piece of art come alive.
"Enough of this mushy shit." He said to himself. He quietly walked over to where she was now sitting, propped against a large bolder.
"Hey." He said softly
"Hey." She said not even looking up. Shane sat next to her on the soft earth and sighed.
"Look, I know I screwed up big time tonight.but I was just helping.and I'm really really sorry I hurt you."
"Shane.it's alright.:
"Really? Cause it didn't seam like it."
"Well, it's fine."
"Ok then.then what's bugging you?"
"Why do you think something's bugging me?"
"Because you just blew up at Edge for asking you to pass the ketchup." Mercy had to smile.
"I guess the trainer forgot to inform me that the side effects of the pain killers was I'd become a major bitch." She sighed.
"Oh, no, it's not the painkillers. You're always like that." Instinctively, Shane covered his head protectively. Mercy just laughed.
"I deserve that." She said.
"Yes.you do. You know, I really worry about you when you're like this. It's like you're a totally different person.It's like I don't know you."
"Actually, I've been more of the "real me" today, than I ever have."
"Could you please tell Mercy to pass the ketchup," Shane said to Christian.
"Edge, tell Mercy to pass the ketchup to Shane."
"Mercy, Shane would like the ketchup," Edge said.
"Well, tell Shane that if I didn't have a dislocated shoulder I'd pass it to him." Edge turned back to Christian.
"Mercy is being a bitch and can't pass the ketchup right now." Mercy kicked Edge in the shin. "Ow! That hurt!"
"Think BEFORE you speak blondey." This had been going on all night. Mercy was mad at Shane, and Shane was mad at Mercy for being mat at him for the mistake he had made.
"Please tell Mercy that she should remember who helped her win tonight." With a sigh Edge turned to Christian once again.
"Shane takes all the credit for the win."
"I didn't say that!"
"Yah, Edge. You're a bad messenger."
"Am not, Christian!"
"Guys! Shut the hell up!" Jericho said putting the argument to rest. All four mumbled under there breaths.
"Wow, some celebration." Chris said to Amy.
"Ya.I think I should talk to Mercy."
"That'd be a good idea." Amy signaled for Mercy to join her in the restroom.
"What's up?" Mercy asked.
"I should be asking YOU that. Why are you so pissed at Shane? You know it was only an accident, and he DID help you win." Mercy sighed.
"I'm not pissed at him." "Really.because you sure as hell acted like you were."
"Well I'm not! I'm just.frustrated.that's all."
"There's something you aren't telling me, isn't there."
"No."
"Mercy"
"I have no clue what you're talking about."
"Mercy"
"What?! Lay off ok!..." Mercy walked out of the restroom, past the bar, past the booths, and past her confused friends.
Amy headed back to the table by herself, confused as much as the rest.
"Wow that sure worked." Chris said sarcastically.
"Can it Irvan!" Amy said.
"O great.now she's made Amy a bitch too." Mumbled Chris. Obviously he wasn't aware of who he was seated next to.Matt glared at him while Chris laughed nervously, scooting over, giving much needed space between him and Matt.
"I think I should go follow her." Shane took off out the double doors.
When he got outside he was Mercy walking along the gravel path leading to a pond in the back of the building. He had to admit, even with her shoulder in a sling and her major attitude, her silhouetted against the moon was a piece of art come alive.
"Enough of this mushy shit." He said to himself. He quietly walked over to where she was now sitting, propped against a large bolder.
"Hey." He said softly
"Hey." She said not even looking up. Shane sat next to her on the soft earth and sighed.
"Look, I know I screwed up big time tonight.but I was just helping.and I'm really really sorry I hurt you."
"Shane.it's alright.:
"Really? Cause it didn't seam like it."
"Well, it's fine."
"Ok then.then what's bugging you?"
"Why do you think something's bugging me?"
"Because you just blew up at Edge for asking you to pass the ketchup." Mercy had to smile.
"I guess the trainer forgot to inform me that the side effects of the pain killers was I'd become a major bitch." She sighed.
"Oh, no, it's not the painkillers. You're always like that." Instinctively, Shane covered his head protectively. Mercy just laughed.
"I deserve that." She said.
"Yes.you do. You know, I really worry about you when you're like this. It's like you're a totally different person.It's like I don't know you."
"Actually, I've been more of the "real me" today, than I ever have."