Is It Forever, Or For-never?
Rating: For the time being, the rating PG13, but be warned that there is an occasional swear word in my story. As we go along the rating may be changed to R. I give you a fair warning.
Summary: All the popular wrestlers are back in their training days, juggling college, training and relationships. Friendships get damaged, relationships get broken and people get betrayed. Includes 2 of my own people, Hall, Nash, Hardys, McMahons, HHH, HBK, RVD, Y2J, and many more!
Disclaimer: I own nothing that has to do with the WWF/WWE; I only own Marika and May.
A/N: I'm sorry, this chapter isn't as long as my others, but I was writing it right before Raw came on, and well, I wanted to watch Raw so I just ended it there.
Hey, who else thinks that it sucks that the only two clique members wrestling in the WWE right now are fighting? I'm sorry, but I'm just a big clique fan from way back, you can tell by my other two stories that I've written, cause guess who they all feature? If you want, you can read them and review! Ok, I'm done, almost, I don't care about one of them, but I care about my other one, it's called Her Life, it's the story of Jade Hogan, her life really sucks before she comes to work for the WWE and she finds friends, enemies and love. But she makes a very powerful enemy in Stephanie McMahon and Steph is out to make sure that her life continues to suck. Please read it. Now I'm done. Peace out, *Midnite!*
Chapter 6: Aftermath
Shane grabbed my arm and pulled me away. "You fucking son of a bitch." He yelled at Scott, and then punched him in the face.
"Shane." I said. "Cool it, don't make a scene."
"I'll do whatever I please." He said, and then slapped me in the face. "And you didn't have to encourage him."
"I didn't fucking encourage anybody, you asshole." I said to him.
Scott tried to hit him after he slapped me, but Kevin held him back, "No Scott," He said, "Let her deal with it, I have a feeling that he's going to get what he deserves."
"I'm an asshole?" Shane said. "At least I'm not an easy slut."
I had had it with him right there and before I even realised what I was doing, I had punched him. "Goodbye Shane." I said calmly. I turned and walked out of the building.
I stood outside for a couple of seconds. My life was going to hell, my relationship with Shane was over, everybody saw him hit me and I'll be damned if I knew what the hell was going on with Scott.
"Rica." Amy said, her, Matt and May came out a couple of minutes after I did. "Are you alright?" She asked.
"I'm fine." I lied.
"Shane, those bruises that you had before, he did it, didn't he?" May asked.
I nodded. "Yeah." I said.
"You should have said something." May said.
"It wasn't anybody else's business." I replied.
"If he was hitting you, that's abuse and that's illegal." Matt commented.
"You could press charges." Amy said.
"I'm not going to press no fucking charges." I said. "Could y'all just leave me alone? Go back inside or something."
"We're not going to just leave you here." May said.
"I want to be alone, get lost." I said.
"You should talk to someone." Amy stated.
"Go." I said.
"Rica…" May said.
"Leave." I interrupted.
"Fine, if you're going to be like that." Amy said. "C'mon May, Matt."
"We just want to help." May persisted.
"Maybe I don't want your help." I said.
"And maybe you do." May argued.
I shook my head. "No, I don't."
May looked at me. "Fine." She turned and went back in. Amy and Matt followed.
I sighed. I took out my cell phone and called Jeff's number, busy. I needed a ride now, not later and I wasn't about to walk back to the dorm rooms. I dialled Stephanie's number, no answer. That was weird; she should have been home by then. I was about to try Jeff's number again, when someone walked up beside me.
"I'm sorry." Scott said. "I really wasn't planning on disrupting anything tonight."
"If your talking about what happened with Shane," I said, "It was inevitable what happened."
"I know." He replied.
I looked at him. "Days ago when you were asking me about my bruise, you knew, didn't you?" I asked him.
He nodded. "I knew."
"How?" I asked. "Nobody else knew."
"When I was asking you all those questions, you were nervous. If what had really happened to you, was what you said had happened to you, then you wouldn't have been nervous." He answered like it was the simplest thing.
"Where's Shane now?" I asked.
"I don't know." Scott replied. "He's probably off nursing the bruise that you gave him and the bloody nose that I gave him."
"When did you hit him?" I asked.
"After you left." He replied.
I laughed. "Good."
He looked around. "I thought you were going to leave, why haven't you?"
I held up my cell phone, "That's what I was trying to do."
"What, you need a ride?" He asked.
I nodded.
"I can drive you." He offered.
"What about Stacy?" I asked.
"What about her?" He asked.
"Didn't you drive her?" I said.
"Well, after I punched Shane, she slapped me and said that she had never been so humiliated and that she never wanted anything to do with me again." He answered.
"Alright." I said.
"So, you want a drive or not?" He asked.
"Ok." I answered.
***
May had stayed for most of the dance, but her mind was more on me. She left a couple hours after I did. Kevin drove her back and walked her up to our dorm room. A lot of our group had left not long after I did, Amy, Matt and Shane to name a few.
May opened the door, Kevin was still there, "Marika!" She said loudly.
She had walked in on Scott and I kissing, we were lying on my bed, being completely innocent, doing nothing but kissing.
At the sound of May's voice I looked up, "Hello." I said, a little embarrassed.
"Hello." She replied.
"Hi Scott." Kevin said.
"Hey." Scott said.
We sat up.
May looked at us, "Would you like us to leave?" She joked.
Scott got up and walked to the door. "Bye." He said to me.
"Bye." I replied.
He left.
"I'm gonna go follow him." Kevin said, he bent down and kissed May, "Goodnight."
"Goodnight." She replied.
He left also.
May closed the door and walked over to me and looked at me.
"What?" I asked.
"Didn't take you long to move on, did it?" She asked.
"You weren't supposed to see that." I stated. "Are you mad at me?"
"What for?" She asked.
"For yelling at you earlier." I answered.
"Oh, that." She said. "No, I'm not mad."
"What about Amy and Matt?" I asked.
"No, they're not mad either." She replied. "We couldn't really blame you after what happened before.
"Good." I said. "But I am not looking forward to seeing everybody at class tomorrow."
She nodded sympathetically at me.
"Especially not Shane." I added.
**************************************************************************************