Disclaimer: Life sucks, I own nothing, and even if I did own these people,
do you honestly think that I would be writing this? Didn't think so.
A/N: Love you guys!! Every single one of you people!! You guys make me want to update this thing all the time. (But, that would take away all the fun.( sorry bout the gap of 3 days from my last update. RAW kept me away Monday. My school went on a daylong field trip Tuesday, and Wednesday was full of homework. (Damn school..) Today is Thursday and time to update. BTW, I just want to let you all know that the new story about Shawn Michaels is progressing nicely and should be presented sometime soon to this site! Peace out!
XA/N: Right....Anyways, JB was lying on the ground, not moving, along with Steph and Eric's team. Vince and Jericho are both higher powers....(Scary thought there) plus we have a new person to enter this strange and..quite interesting world. That person is TaDah! Now, back to the show.....
Jericho made his way slowly over to JB. All of the guys and girls slowly crept up behind him. Lizzie put a hand on Jericho's shoulder and he put his hand over hers. Shawn crept the closest of anyone. He kneeled down next to her. Rockie and Rock held hands, as well as our other couples (Kristy & RVD, Kazza & Edge [sorry if I'm missing somebody..I can't think today]).
Steph and Eric slowly sat up. Their little "posse" was quickly dismembered. All of their allies had just disintegrated to nothing. Lizzie and Rockie turned around when they heard those two getting up.
"Hold it right there." Lizzie said.
"Or what?" Steph sneered.
"Or," Rockie started, "I take you by the hair and rip that little snobby- bitch like smile right off you face, if you smell what the Rockie is cookin'"
"Dammit, there she goes again, stealing my lines..." Rock mutters.
"Go ahead and try to take us down, we will knock you out!!" Eric screamed. Everyone's attention turned back to Shawn and JB when Shawn suddenly jumped back. He scrambled on his hands and knees to get away. Everyone simply looked at him strange, then turned back to JB. They all peered in for a look as to what had scared him off, when all of a sudden, she sat straight up.
Her eyes were still black as coal and she was giving a look towards Steph that could stop the Devil in his tracks. Everyone stumbled after Shawn to get away from her. Vince was watching this with slight curiosity as he (with some magic) lifted JB to her feet.
JB cracked the knuckles in her fingers and popped her neck, the games were about to begin....
While this little entourage was going on, the rest of the gang has gotten some popcorn and soda and is leaning back in some recliners to watch this final showdown.
"Damnit, Jericho, get outta my way! I can't see over your fat head!" Rockie yelled.
"I can't see over yours!" Ta Dah yelled.
"Shut up, both of you, it's about to start!" Lizzie yelled. She pulled her chair up right next to Chris's. Rockie moved her chair in front of Chris, just to piss him off, and Kristy, sister grim, BlazerAkila, Shortay, Lone Wolfette and tracey simply watch on in amusement as the others bicker.
After getting tired of Rockie's constant catch-phrase stealing, Rock has decided to sit by someone else.
"What is your name?" he asks
"My name is Bl-"
"It doesn't matter what your name is!!" Rock yelled in her face.
"It'd better matter what my name is!!" Shouted a voice from the other side of Rock. It was Shortay.
"Why should it matter what your name is?"
"Because I am Shortay, and you need to learn who to respect." Rock liked this new girl immediately.
"Oh, I do?" he asked. Rockie fumed in her own anger. She had clamped the armrest so hard, it was starting to rip.
What will happen in this final showdown of immortals?
Is there some tension between Rockie and Shortay?
Why does the Rock like Shortay better than Rockie?
Maybe we shall find out next time.only on XA/N!!!
**
After playing several games of volleyball, all voted to get out of the pool. Lisa pulled Jeff to the side and asked to be excused. Amy and Chris decided to get into the hot tub. Lisa and Jeff walked inside and sat down at the kitchen table. Chris was staring at them intently. After a couple of minutes, they got up and headed upstairs. Amy moved form her current spot to go sit on Chris's lap. Chris moved his eyes from the stairs to Amy.
"Chris, I really need to tell you something important and I want to listen so that I don't have to say it twice." Amy said. Chris put his hands around her waist.
"What?"
"Shut up."
"Alright, shoot." Amy took a deep breath and looked Chris dead in the eyes.
"What would you say as to being a dad?" Amy asked. Chris looked at her.
"Does that mean you want to- or you already are?" He asked slowly.
"I already am." She said. Chris showed no emotion and his face was expressionless.
"I-I'm going to be a dad?" He asked, choking on his words, he was so happy. Amy smiled.
"Yeah, you big stud." Amy said, smacking his chest playfully. Chris smiled and hugged Amy.
"I'm going to be a dad!" He yelled. Amy nodded and started to cry. They both embraced. Then they heard the shattering glass. This moment of extreme happiness was about to be ended sharply.
**Lisa and Jeff (5 minutes ago)**
When Lisa and Jeff were walking up the steps, Lisa was still summoning the courage to tell Jeff. They sat down on the bed.
"Jeff, I really need to tell you something." Lisa said carefully.
"What? What is it?" he snapped angrily, obviously needing his booze.
"Never mind then!!! If you're going to be so pissy about it, then screw what I have to tell you! I'm tired of you being so angry all the time!" She yelled at him. Jeff grabbed her arm.
"Tell me now!" He demanded.
"No!"
"Tell me, or I'll hit you so hard, you'll wish you'd never been born!!" He threatened.
"No!! I'm not going to tell you!" She screamed defiantly. Jeff struck her hard across the face. Her eyes began to water and the spot where his hand hit her face tingled with pain.
"Tell me now, or I swear to God I will beat you within an inch of your life!!" Jeff screamed.
"Jeff, I'm pregnant!" She yelled at him. That sent him over the edge.
"You're pregnant! Who's going to take care of this baby? It's probably not even mine is it? You little slut. You're going to have an abortion and that is the end of that!" He screamed and began to walk back down stairs.
She should've taken the gift that he didn't hit her-that he had simply walked away. But, she couldn't. It was that pure Irvine blood that coursed through her that sent her into a rage.
"I'm not have an abortion, Jeff." She said loudly. Jeff stopped on the staircase and turned around. He made his way back up the stairs.
"Then I'll abort it for you!" He said, pulling her to him. They struggled and fought for a couple of minutes until Jeff snatched the mirror from the wall.
"CHRISSS!!!!!!!!!!!" Lisa screamed. Jeff brought the mirror down on her head as she was trying to get down the steps. She fell to the ground, bleeding. Jeff pulled her back up into the room. Then he pulled out his pocket knife.
**Back in present time (Amy and Chris)**
Chris looked up to the window with the light on.
"Oh God, Lisa!" He yelled, trying to get up. Amy moved quickly and he hopped out of the tub.
"What? What's going on?" Amy asked, but Chris wasn't paying any attention. He pulled on the handle of the sliding door, but it was locked.
"Damn!" He muttered. He then made his way back to the front of the house and tried that door. It, too, was locked. He heard a blood-curling scream sound from inside the house. Chris ran around to the back yard again and looked at the glass door again for a couple of seconds.
"Chris what is going on?" Amy asked.
"He's beating her again!" Chris snapped at her. His tone of voice scared her, as well as the message that it delivered.
"Get in the pool and go under when I tell you to, ok?" Chris said. Amy wordlessly got back into the pool.
"GO!" He yelled. Amy went under and Chris hurled himself at the door for all that he was worth. The glass shattered, spraying pieces of it everywhere. Chris stumbled for a minute, then made his way up the stairs. He dashed up to see Lisa lying on the floor in a puddle of her own blood. Jeff was sitting on the bed with a bottle of liquor in one hand and the pocket-knife in the other. Chris went livid.
"You son of a Bitch!!" he screamed, leaping at Jeff. He kept punching him blindly until he felt a hand on his shoulder try to tug him away. It was a cop. The paramedics had already gotten Lisa out of the room. All of this happened while Chris was beating the living hell out of Jeff. Chris halted his punching and stumbled to his feet. Then he ran to the car. He needed to get to Lisa...
**Next Day**
Chris sat in a waiting chair in the hospital. Amy was next to him.
"Swear to God, if keep coming here like this, they're going to keep a room reserved for the Irvines." Chris mumbled. He hated hospitals with a vengeance. His mother had died in a hospital. So had many of his relatives. Chris himself had almost died in a hospital about 3 times. Twice when he was a kid. This was not about him, though. They were there to see Lisa. All throughout the night, she had lapsed in and out of death and consciousness while the doctors were trying to patch her up.
She'd already lost the baby and quite a bit of blood. Jeff had sustained a broken nose, broken arm and a couple of broken ribs. He was also to be sentenced to jail for 70 years. Chris claimed that the bastard didn't get half of what he deserved.
"Mr. Irvine?" Chris stood up. Another thing he hated about hospitals. They always call you by your last name with a Ms. or Mr. in front of it.
"Yes?" A doctor walked over to him with his "scrubs" on.
"Could you come with me for a minute?" Chris looked at Amy.
"Be right back," He said to her. His mind was bracing himself for the worst. Once they were a respectable distance from Amy, the doctor spoke again.
"Mr. Irvine, I don't know how to put this to you, but your sister passed away a couple of minutes ago." The doctor told him. Chris bit his tongue to hold in the tear that were threatening to come.
"I'm so sorry, we tried hard to save her, but the loss of blood was simply too much." The doctor said. Chris nodded and thanked the doctor for all that he did.
Chris made his way over to Amy, still fighting tears. Images from the past flying through his head. Images of his sister. Amy saw that something was seriously wrong. She stood up. Chris managed to hug her before he burst into tears. Chris Benoit and Kurt Angle were there also. They had to turn from Chris to wipe their own tears away. Amy held Chris for a couple of minutes until he stopped crying. Then they all made their way out of the hospital to make the funeral arrangements.
A/N: Love you guys!! Every single one of you people!! You guys make me want to update this thing all the time. (But, that would take away all the fun.( sorry bout the gap of 3 days from my last update. RAW kept me away Monday. My school went on a daylong field trip Tuesday, and Wednesday was full of homework. (Damn school..) Today is Thursday and time to update. BTW, I just want to let you all know that the new story about Shawn Michaels is progressing nicely and should be presented sometime soon to this site! Peace out!
XA/N: Right....Anyways, JB was lying on the ground, not moving, along with Steph and Eric's team. Vince and Jericho are both higher powers....(Scary thought there) plus we have a new person to enter this strange and..quite interesting world. That person is TaDah! Now, back to the show.....
Jericho made his way slowly over to JB. All of the guys and girls slowly crept up behind him. Lizzie put a hand on Jericho's shoulder and he put his hand over hers. Shawn crept the closest of anyone. He kneeled down next to her. Rockie and Rock held hands, as well as our other couples (Kristy & RVD, Kazza & Edge [sorry if I'm missing somebody..I can't think today]).
Steph and Eric slowly sat up. Their little "posse" was quickly dismembered. All of their allies had just disintegrated to nothing. Lizzie and Rockie turned around when they heard those two getting up.
"Hold it right there." Lizzie said.
"Or what?" Steph sneered.
"Or," Rockie started, "I take you by the hair and rip that little snobby- bitch like smile right off you face, if you smell what the Rockie is cookin'"
"Dammit, there she goes again, stealing my lines..." Rock mutters.
"Go ahead and try to take us down, we will knock you out!!" Eric screamed. Everyone's attention turned back to Shawn and JB when Shawn suddenly jumped back. He scrambled on his hands and knees to get away. Everyone simply looked at him strange, then turned back to JB. They all peered in for a look as to what had scared him off, when all of a sudden, she sat straight up.
Her eyes were still black as coal and she was giving a look towards Steph that could stop the Devil in his tracks. Everyone stumbled after Shawn to get away from her. Vince was watching this with slight curiosity as he (with some magic) lifted JB to her feet.
JB cracked the knuckles in her fingers and popped her neck, the games were about to begin....
While this little entourage was going on, the rest of the gang has gotten some popcorn and soda and is leaning back in some recliners to watch this final showdown.
"Damnit, Jericho, get outta my way! I can't see over your fat head!" Rockie yelled.
"I can't see over yours!" Ta Dah yelled.
"Shut up, both of you, it's about to start!" Lizzie yelled. She pulled her chair up right next to Chris's. Rockie moved her chair in front of Chris, just to piss him off, and Kristy, sister grim, BlazerAkila, Shortay, Lone Wolfette and tracey simply watch on in amusement as the others bicker.
After getting tired of Rockie's constant catch-phrase stealing, Rock has decided to sit by someone else.
"What is your name?" he asks
"My name is Bl-"
"It doesn't matter what your name is!!" Rock yelled in her face.
"It'd better matter what my name is!!" Shouted a voice from the other side of Rock. It was Shortay.
"Why should it matter what your name is?"
"Because I am Shortay, and you need to learn who to respect." Rock liked this new girl immediately.
"Oh, I do?" he asked. Rockie fumed in her own anger. She had clamped the armrest so hard, it was starting to rip.
What will happen in this final showdown of immortals?
Is there some tension between Rockie and Shortay?
Why does the Rock like Shortay better than Rockie?
Maybe we shall find out next time.only on XA/N!!!
**
After playing several games of volleyball, all voted to get out of the pool. Lisa pulled Jeff to the side and asked to be excused. Amy and Chris decided to get into the hot tub. Lisa and Jeff walked inside and sat down at the kitchen table. Chris was staring at them intently. After a couple of minutes, they got up and headed upstairs. Amy moved form her current spot to go sit on Chris's lap. Chris moved his eyes from the stairs to Amy.
"Chris, I really need to tell you something important and I want to listen so that I don't have to say it twice." Amy said. Chris put his hands around her waist.
"What?"
"Shut up."
"Alright, shoot." Amy took a deep breath and looked Chris dead in the eyes.
"What would you say as to being a dad?" Amy asked. Chris looked at her.
"Does that mean you want to- or you already are?" He asked slowly.
"I already am." She said. Chris showed no emotion and his face was expressionless.
"I-I'm going to be a dad?" He asked, choking on his words, he was so happy. Amy smiled.
"Yeah, you big stud." Amy said, smacking his chest playfully. Chris smiled and hugged Amy.
"I'm going to be a dad!" He yelled. Amy nodded and started to cry. They both embraced. Then they heard the shattering glass. This moment of extreme happiness was about to be ended sharply.
**Lisa and Jeff (5 minutes ago)**
When Lisa and Jeff were walking up the steps, Lisa was still summoning the courage to tell Jeff. They sat down on the bed.
"Jeff, I really need to tell you something." Lisa said carefully.
"What? What is it?" he snapped angrily, obviously needing his booze.
"Never mind then!!! If you're going to be so pissy about it, then screw what I have to tell you! I'm tired of you being so angry all the time!" She yelled at him. Jeff grabbed her arm.
"Tell me now!" He demanded.
"No!"
"Tell me, or I'll hit you so hard, you'll wish you'd never been born!!" He threatened.
"No!! I'm not going to tell you!" She screamed defiantly. Jeff struck her hard across the face. Her eyes began to water and the spot where his hand hit her face tingled with pain.
"Tell me now, or I swear to God I will beat you within an inch of your life!!" Jeff screamed.
"Jeff, I'm pregnant!" She yelled at him. That sent him over the edge.
"You're pregnant! Who's going to take care of this baby? It's probably not even mine is it? You little slut. You're going to have an abortion and that is the end of that!" He screamed and began to walk back down stairs.
She should've taken the gift that he didn't hit her-that he had simply walked away. But, she couldn't. It was that pure Irvine blood that coursed through her that sent her into a rage.
"I'm not have an abortion, Jeff." She said loudly. Jeff stopped on the staircase and turned around. He made his way back up the stairs.
"Then I'll abort it for you!" He said, pulling her to him. They struggled and fought for a couple of minutes until Jeff snatched the mirror from the wall.
"CHRISSS!!!!!!!!!!!" Lisa screamed. Jeff brought the mirror down on her head as she was trying to get down the steps. She fell to the ground, bleeding. Jeff pulled her back up into the room. Then he pulled out his pocket knife.
**Back in present time (Amy and Chris)**
Chris looked up to the window with the light on.
"Oh God, Lisa!" He yelled, trying to get up. Amy moved quickly and he hopped out of the tub.
"What? What's going on?" Amy asked, but Chris wasn't paying any attention. He pulled on the handle of the sliding door, but it was locked.
"Damn!" He muttered. He then made his way back to the front of the house and tried that door. It, too, was locked. He heard a blood-curling scream sound from inside the house. Chris ran around to the back yard again and looked at the glass door again for a couple of seconds.
"Chris what is going on?" Amy asked.
"He's beating her again!" Chris snapped at her. His tone of voice scared her, as well as the message that it delivered.
"Get in the pool and go under when I tell you to, ok?" Chris said. Amy wordlessly got back into the pool.
"GO!" He yelled. Amy went under and Chris hurled himself at the door for all that he was worth. The glass shattered, spraying pieces of it everywhere. Chris stumbled for a minute, then made his way up the stairs. He dashed up to see Lisa lying on the floor in a puddle of her own blood. Jeff was sitting on the bed with a bottle of liquor in one hand and the pocket-knife in the other. Chris went livid.
"You son of a Bitch!!" he screamed, leaping at Jeff. He kept punching him blindly until he felt a hand on his shoulder try to tug him away. It was a cop. The paramedics had already gotten Lisa out of the room. All of this happened while Chris was beating the living hell out of Jeff. Chris halted his punching and stumbled to his feet. Then he ran to the car. He needed to get to Lisa...
**Next Day**
Chris sat in a waiting chair in the hospital. Amy was next to him.
"Swear to God, if keep coming here like this, they're going to keep a room reserved for the Irvines." Chris mumbled. He hated hospitals with a vengeance. His mother had died in a hospital. So had many of his relatives. Chris himself had almost died in a hospital about 3 times. Twice when he was a kid. This was not about him, though. They were there to see Lisa. All throughout the night, she had lapsed in and out of death and consciousness while the doctors were trying to patch her up.
She'd already lost the baby and quite a bit of blood. Jeff had sustained a broken nose, broken arm and a couple of broken ribs. He was also to be sentenced to jail for 70 years. Chris claimed that the bastard didn't get half of what he deserved.
"Mr. Irvine?" Chris stood up. Another thing he hated about hospitals. They always call you by your last name with a Ms. or Mr. in front of it.
"Yes?" A doctor walked over to him with his "scrubs" on.
"Could you come with me for a minute?" Chris looked at Amy.
"Be right back," He said to her. His mind was bracing himself for the worst. Once they were a respectable distance from Amy, the doctor spoke again.
"Mr. Irvine, I don't know how to put this to you, but your sister passed away a couple of minutes ago." The doctor told him. Chris bit his tongue to hold in the tear that were threatening to come.
"I'm so sorry, we tried hard to save her, but the loss of blood was simply too much." The doctor said. Chris nodded and thanked the doctor for all that he did.
Chris made his way over to Amy, still fighting tears. Images from the past flying through his head. Images of his sister. Amy saw that something was seriously wrong. She stood up. Chris managed to hug her before he burst into tears. Chris Benoit and Kurt Angle were there also. They had to turn from Chris to wipe their own tears away. Amy held Chris for a couple of minutes until he stopped crying. Then they all made their way out of the hospital to make the funeral arrangements.