"Did Matt tell you about the cd I made for her?" Jeff asked Amy as
they sat in the living room.
"No, what cd?" Amy asked putting a spoon full of cereal in her mouth.
"It was all love songs and I expressed how much I'm in love with her. I'm guessing she didn't listen to it cause I told her that I couldn't bear to see her with Shane. I'm glad she didn't, I don't think I could live without her," Jeff said. "I'd love to take it back, but I don't know what she may have done with it."
"Oh Jeff. You really do love her, don't you?"
"With all my heart and soul. But I know she loves Shane. And I know she's happy with Shane. I don't wanna be responsible for taking that away from her. I'd rather be without her than make her unhappy. She doesn't need that in her life."
"Jeff, how do you know she doesn't really love you? How do you know she's just trying to hide it for the fact that she's part of YOUR family?"
"I don't, but I'm almost 99% sure."
"Maybe you should tell her. You may be surprised by what happens."
"I can't. I just can't." He sighed and put his head down. "But it was so weird this morning. She was making those brownies of hers and we got into a food fight and then Dad made us clean it up. We started messing around with the water and stuff and she ended up on me. We were so close to kissing. I could feel her breath on my face. Amy, I just wanted her right there. I would have given anything to have just been able to, I don't know."
"Fuck her?" Amy said causally. Her eyes slowly grew wide as she realized what she had said. Jeff burst out laughing as I walked into the room.
"What's so funny?" I asked.
"Nothing!" they said together which made them laugh harder.
"People around here get weirder everyday!" I said as I walked into the kitchen. I walked over to the counter and saw that there were rainbow colored brownies sitting on a plate covered in plastic wrap. I picked them up, smiled, and walked back into the living room. "Who did this?"
Amy smiled and looked at Jeff. Jeff looked at me and shrugged. "The brownie fairy?" he joked.
"Would this brownie fairy be about 6'1", 218 lbs, blue and black hair, have a sweet southern accent?" I asked with a smile.
"Ummmm.....no?" he said.
"Thank you Jeff. I really appreciate it," I said placing the plate on an end table. I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around him tightly. I kissed his cheek as I felt him pull me in closer.
"Ah, Jeff, don't you have to go, do something?" Amy said standing.
"No, don't think so," he answered not letting me go.
"Jeff...." Amy said.
"OH!! Yeah, I gotta go. Have fun tonite. They'll absolutely love you!" Jeff said he pulled away. He got up slowly and walked out the door.
"Is there something I don't know about goin on around here?" I asked as Amy followed me into the kitchen. I sat on the counter and sipped a cup of coffee.
"Not that I know of," Amy said rinsing out her bowl and placing it in the sink.
"Are you ready?"
"For what?"
"To get me dressed for tonite?" I asked as I slid off the counter. She smiled and nodded as we walked to my room.
"Any ideas of what you wanna wear?" she asked as I sat on my bed, waiting to have clothes thrown at me.
"Nope. I'm your canvas, paint me!" I laughed. She pulled out a pair of black flare pants and a light blue muscle tank.
"Well, you wanna show them your personality, but you also don't want them to think you're a little, ummmm.....weird," Amy said pulling out more clothes as I changed.
"No matter what I wear they're gonna think I'm weird. How many people do you know that dye their hair non-normal hair colors?" I asked as I looked at my full-length mirror. I cringed and began taking off the clothes.
"Well, off the top of my head, three. You, Jeff, and Shane. But I know there are more. There must be!" she said as I put on a pair of khaki flares. I pulled on a black halter-top that was tied around my neck. I looked in the mirror and sighed. Amy turned around holding my light blue sweater duster and smiled. "That's it. You have to wear this. Complete with the black boots and this sweater duster.
I smiled and finished my outfit. I put on my necklaces from Mark and Shane and the ring Shane had gotten me. Amy did my make-up in blues and I just threw my hair up in a half ponytail. I looked in the mirror and did a couple turns, fashion model style. Amy laughed as we walked down the hall.
"You look great Angel," Shane said wrapping his arms around my waist.
"Thanks. You really think your parents will like this? Cause I could change," I said putting my hands on his shoulders.
"You look great. They're gonna love you!" he said kissing my lips softly. I smiled and Amy handed me the brownies. "OH! You did make em! That's so sweet!"
"I do what I can," I said casually as we got in his car.
"My mom is so looking forward to these."
"Well, I have a confession to make. I didn't make em," I said.
"Oh? Who did? The brownie fairy?" he joked.
"Weirdly, yes," I smiled.
"Excuse me?" he asked looking over at me.
"Jeff did em. We kinda had issues last nite and he made them for me to make up for what we lost."
"I don't get it, but I thank you both." He leaned over and kissed my cheek. "You're wearing Tommy Girl."
"Yeah, always do."
"Wanna take a trip to my house?" he asked with a smile.
"Greg, no. Your parents are waiting."
"Jesus, you called me Greg!"
"I know. I figured I'd do something different."
"Don't do it again. Freaks me out!" I laughed as I drove on the interstate.
"Do you honestly think your parents are gonna like me?" I asked as we got out of the car. She put his arm around my waist and kissed the top of my head. We walked to the long line that was out the door and waited.
"Mom! Dad! Over here!" Shane yelled as a woman and man with dark hair walked up to us. I looked at his father and smiled as I saw how much they looked alike. The same smile, the same brown eyes, the same curly hair. Shane leaned down and hugged his mother who was about my height. I stood there and smiled, waiting for the introductions.
"You must be Casey. I'm Christine," his mother said in a sweet southern voice. She immediately pulled me into a hug.
"It's nice to meet you," I said.
"Casey, this is my dad, Rob," Shane said as his father stuck his hand out for me to shake.
"Nice to meet you Mr. Helms," I said.
"Rob, please call me Rob," he said with a smile.
I nodded and we were seated in a booth. The nite was goin great. We were all getting along. My fears of his parents hating me had disappeared.
"Case, show us that tattoo and belly ring of yours," Christine said as we waited for the check.
"MOM!" Shane exclaimed as I looked over at him.
"Oh, Greg, calm down. I was able to handle your piercing and tattoo. I think I can handle your girlfriend having one!" she laughed.
"But Mom," Shane said.
"Greg," Rob scolded.
"What if she doesn't want to show it off?" Shane said putting his hand on mine.
"Shane, it's fine. I don't mind. You know me, I'm always up for showing them off!" I laughed as I stood. I pulled the front of my shirt up somewhat and smiled as the star glistened in the light.
"That's a beautiful ring," Christine complimented.
"Thank you. Shane gave it to me," I said with a smile.
"Looks like something he'd get for a girl," Rob muttered. Shane shot a death glare look at him as I turned around. I pulled the back of the shirt up slightly to reveal my dragon tattoo.
"Looks like Jeff's," Christine said as Rob made a grunting sound.
"I like it Mom," Shane said defensively as I sat down next to him.
"Greg, I'm not saying that I don't like it, I just don't think that a girl should have a tattoo like that. That's a man's tattoo. Women should have sweet little hearts, roses, fairies, rainbows, butterflies, things like that," Christine explained.
"I don't mean to sound rude or anything, but that's not the kind of girl I am. I'm different and I'm proud of it. I've always wanted a dragon tattoo. One just like this. I understand that Jeff's is similar, but it expresses me."
"Greg, I like her," Rob said simply. Shane blinked rapidly as his mouth grew wide.
"YOU DO?!" Shane and I exclaimed. Rob and Christine broke out laughing.
"Of course. She speaks her mind, she's independent. Every girl should be like her!" Rob said.
"But the last girl that met you did the same and you hated her," Shane shocked.
"Greg, that's because she was a bitch and slut," Rob said. Shane's mouth dropped to the table and rested there.
"Greg, Maria, was, how do you kids put it now a days? Ummmmm.....playing you," Christine said.
"Playing me?" Shane asked trying to regroup.
"Yes, she was dating Michael at the same time," Christine said.
"My brother Michael? My LITTLE brother Michael?" Shane said.
"Yes, dear. And neither one of you knew it!" Christine said.
"And, as far as we know, Casey here isn't doing that," Rob said smiling at me.
"I sure as hell hope not!" Shane said.
"Rob, dear, we better be going," Christine said as we climbed out of the booth.
"I made brownies," I said softly.
"You went to the trouble of making those brownies we've heard so much about? You really didn't have to do that," she said as we walked to Shane's car.
"It really was no problem. I like making them," I said as I handed them the plate. They each took one and smiled as they bit into the creation that Jeff made for me. I bit my lower lip, hoping that Jeff made them well.
"These are excellent! Mind if we take some for the road?" Rob said.
"No, not at all," I said smiling. Shane put his arm around my waist and smiled.
"It was great meeting you dear. You are a wonderful girl," Christine said pulling me to her. "Next time, wear something that you would normally wear. Not something Greg convinced you to wear."
"But he....."
"I know my son. He was afraid we wouldn't like you because of you clothing choices. Which is a load of crap!" Christine laughed. I smiled as she hugged her son. "Keep her around. I really like her."
"I plan on it Mom," Shane said in her ear. Rob kissed the back of my hand and we watched as they drove off.
"OH GOD!! I'm so totally glad that's over with," I said as I slid into the passenger side.
"Me too. I put way too much pressure on you about all this stuff. I'm sorry baby," Shane said kissing my cheek.
"That's okay. I put too much pressure on myself."
"I knew they'd like you, but I guess I was still worried. It's a big step in our relationship."
"Yeah, and just think. Next Thursday, we have another big step to go through," I smiled.
"What are you talking about? I've already met your parents!" Shane laughed.
"No, ass! I mean, Thanksgiving. We get to spend our first holiday together," I said.
"Oh shit. I must have forgotten to tell you!! I have to be in the parade."
"Parade? What parade?"
"I'm on the WWE float this year in the Macy's parade." My smile faded and I sighed deeply.
"You're not gonna be here?" I asked softly.
"No baby, I'm not."
"Ya know, I finally thought that I was gonna have a good holiday. The first ever! I guess I was wrong."
"You will have a good holiday. You'll be with your family. You'll have Jeff, Matt, Ames, Gil."
"But I want you! Shane, I want you there with me!"
"I'm sorry baby. It's not gonna be able to happen."
"That's alright. I'll have to do with it."
"Well, what if I called up Vince and ask him if you can be on the float?!" Shane asked excitedly as we got out of the car.
"He probably wouldn't want me there. Plus I won't have Jeff and Matt and Amy and Gil."
"Casey, you can't have it all this time. I'm sorry. I want you to be there with me. Will you please let me talk to Vince? I'm sure he'd love to have you on the float. I mean, you are one of the biggest stars right now," Shane said as we stood on the porch to the Hardy house. "I'll call him right now."
"I don't know. I think I should be with my family, but I really wanna be with you."
"It's up to you. You are 19. You are an adult," Shane said pulling out his cell.
"Alright, make that call!" I smiled. He pulled me close to him and dialed Vince's number. We walked inside and sat on the couch in the living room as they talked things over.
"How'd things go?" Jeff asked walking in the living room wearing his dirt biking gear.
"JEFFREY!!" Gil yelled from upstairs. I laughed as Jeff rolled his eyes. I followed him onto the porch and sat on the steps as he took off his gear.
"How'd it go?" Jeff asked.
"Good. It went good. They liked me and the brownies. Thank you."
"Not a problem. I owed you for what I did to your other ones," he said with a smile as he helped me up. We walked into the living room just as Shane got off the phone.
"Great news! Vince said he'd love to have you there!" Shane said with a huge smile.
"REALLY!?" I exclaimed as I jumped into his arms.
"What?!" Jeff asked confused.
"I'm goin to New York City for the Thanksgiving parade with Shane! I'm gonna be on the float!!!!" I said excitedly.
"What?!" Jeff exclaimed. "You're not gonna be here for Thanksgiving?!"
"Nope! I'm gonna be in a parade!" I said with a smile.
"But I figured you'd be here with the rest of us, your family, for the holiday!" Jeff said.
"But I wanted to be with Shane."
"Fine, I have to go ask Amy something. I'll talk to you later," Jeff said storming up the stairs.
"What's wrong with him?" Shane asked as I shrugged.
"Let's go watch some tv in my room," I said as I pulled him up with me.
"Can we bring the brownies?" Shane asked. I rolled my eyes as he grabbed the plate.
Shane laid on my bed as I grabbed the remote. I flopped down on my bed and placed my head on my pillow. Shane grabbed the remote out of my hand and turned off the tv. I looked at him curiously as he moved his head down to my stomach. He smiled as he pushed my shirt up and kissed me softly. I giggled as his goatee tickled. He began sucking lightly around my belly ring. He kissed me below my belly button where star dangled. I felt a slight pull as Shane started to pull away.
"Ow, Shane, that hurts. What are you doing?" I asked with a smile as I placed my hand on his head.
"Uhhh...Case, I think I maybe stuck," Shane said as he tried pulling away again.
"What do you mean? Stuck on what?" I asked.
"My braces are connected to your belly ring."
"WHAT?!" I exclaimed as I tried to sit up.
"Case, don't. That'll just make it worse!"
"Shane, what the hell!?!"
"I don't know. I'm gonna try to get unstuck. Just hold still." Shane took his hands off my hips and put one lightly on my stomach and used the other to try and pry himself away.
"FUCK!! Shane, this hurts!!" I yelled.
"I'm sorry. I'm trying not to hurt you!" he yelled back as best as he could.
"Oh my God!! What are we gonna do!?" I yelled as I cringed in pain.
"What's goin in on.....oh shit!" Jeff said as he stepped in my room. Shane went to whip his head around to look at him.
"FUCK ME!?" I screamed.
"Sorry," Shane said.
"I think I'll just be leaving now," Jeff said starting to turn around. "I really don't need to know that my little sister could be having sex!"
"NO!!!!" Shane and I screamed. Jeff stopped and walked to us. "We're stuck."
"Excuse me?!" Jeff asked.
"We're stuck," I said embarrassed.
"You're stuck?" he asked a little unsure.
"Yes, we're stuck. Can you help?" I asked.
"You're stuck?" he asked again. I nodded. "Together?"
"Yes Jeff. Shane's braces are stuck to my belly ring," I said a little annoyed. Jeff's eyes bugged out before he burst into laughter. "There is nothing funny about this!"
"You're right. I'm sorry," Jeff said trying to compose himself.
"Thank you. Now, HELP!" I exclaimed.
"Right," he said trying to pull us apart.
About an hour later, Jeff was sitting on the floor laughing hysterically and I rubbed my stomach. Shane just sat on the bed with his head in his hands, too embarrassed to look at either of us.
"Thanks Jeff," I said softly.
"ANYTIME!!!" Jeff laughed as he walked out of the room.
"I feel like an idiot," Shane said shaking his head.
"Why?"
"We're you not just here an hour ago?!"
"Shane, I'm sure things like that happen to a lot of people. Don't feel like an idiot cause you're not!" I said rubbing his back.
"Right, its just and everyday occurrence!" Shane said sarcastically. "Casey, it doesn't happen everyday and it's not an everyday occurrence! No one I know has ever had that happen!!"
"Whatever Shane!" I laughed as I laid down turning on the tv.
"Guess that all kind of ruined the moment, huh?" he said leaning over me.
"Yeah, sorry. We'll have to try another time!" I laughed. His head flopped down on my lap and I ran my fingers through his hair.
"I love you," Shane said.
"Love you too.....GREG!!!" I said. His head flew up and grabbed the kangaroo he gave me. He brought it back and nailed me in the head with it. I began laughing hysterically with tears streaming down my face. He eventually stopped and rested his head on my chest. "I'm sorry, I had to."
"Yeah, I understand," Shane said with a laugh.
"I'll never do it again."
"THANK YOU!" he exclaimed looking into my eyes. I leaned down and kissed him softly.
"No prob bob!" I joked as I rubbed my hands up and down his back.
"No, what cd?" Amy asked putting a spoon full of cereal in her mouth.
"It was all love songs and I expressed how much I'm in love with her. I'm guessing she didn't listen to it cause I told her that I couldn't bear to see her with Shane. I'm glad she didn't, I don't think I could live without her," Jeff said. "I'd love to take it back, but I don't know what she may have done with it."
"Oh Jeff. You really do love her, don't you?"
"With all my heart and soul. But I know she loves Shane. And I know she's happy with Shane. I don't wanna be responsible for taking that away from her. I'd rather be without her than make her unhappy. She doesn't need that in her life."
"Jeff, how do you know she doesn't really love you? How do you know she's just trying to hide it for the fact that she's part of YOUR family?"
"I don't, but I'm almost 99% sure."
"Maybe you should tell her. You may be surprised by what happens."
"I can't. I just can't." He sighed and put his head down. "But it was so weird this morning. She was making those brownies of hers and we got into a food fight and then Dad made us clean it up. We started messing around with the water and stuff and she ended up on me. We were so close to kissing. I could feel her breath on my face. Amy, I just wanted her right there. I would have given anything to have just been able to, I don't know."
"Fuck her?" Amy said causally. Her eyes slowly grew wide as she realized what she had said. Jeff burst out laughing as I walked into the room.
"What's so funny?" I asked.
"Nothing!" they said together which made them laugh harder.
"People around here get weirder everyday!" I said as I walked into the kitchen. I walked over to the counter and saw that there were rainbow colored brownies sitting on a plate covered in plastic wrap. I picked them up, smiled, and walked back into the living room. "Who did this?"
Amy smiled and looked at Jeff. Jeff looked at me and shrugged. "The brownie fairy?" he joked.
"Would this brownie fairy be about 6'1", 218 lbs, blue and black hair, have a sweet southern accent?" I asked with a smile.
"Ummmm.....no?" he said.
"Thank you Jeff. I really appreciate it," I said placing the plate on an end table. I walked over to him and wrapped my arms around him tightly. I kissed his cheek as I felt him pull me in closer.
"Ah, Jeff, don't you have to go, do something?" Amy said standing.
"No, don't think so," he answered not letting me go.
"Jeff...." Amy said.
"OH!! Yeah, I gotta go. Have fun tonite. They'll absolutely love you!" Jeff said he pulled away. He got up slowly and walked out the door.
"Is there something I don't know about goin on around here?" I asked as Amy followed me into the kitchen. I sat on the counter and sipped a cup of coffee.
"Not that I know of," Amy said rinsing out her bowl and placing it in the sink.
"Are you ready?"
"For what?"
"To get me dressed for tonite?" I asked as I slid off the counter. She smiled and nodded as we walked to my room.
"Any ideas of what you wanna wear?" she asked as I sat on my bed, waiting to have clothes thrown at me.
"Nope. I'm your canvas, paint me!" I laughed. She pulled out a pair of black flare pants and a light blue muscle tank.
"Well, you wanna show them your personality, but you also don't want them to think you're a little, ummmm.....weird," Amy said pulling out more clothes as I changed.
"No matter what I wear they're gonna think I'm weird. How many people do you know that dye their hair non-normal hair colors?" I asked as I looked at my full-length mirror. I cringed and began taking off the clothes.
"Well, off the top of my head, three. You, Jeff, and Shane. But I know there are more. There must be!" she said as I put on a pair of khaki flares. I pulled on a black halter-top that was tied around my neck. I looked in the mirror and sighed. Amy turned around holding my light blue sweater duster and smiled. "That's it. You have to wear this. Complete with the black boots and this sweater duster.
I smiled and finished my outfit. I put on my necklaces from Mark and Shane and the ring Shane had gotten me. Amy did my make-up in blues and I just threw my hair up in a half ponytail. I looked in the mirror and did a couple turns, fashion model style. Amy laughed as we walked down the hall.
"You look great Angel," Shane said wrapping his arms around my waist.
"Thanks. You really think your parents will like this? Cause I could change," I said putting my hands on his shoulders.
"You look great. They're gonna love you!" he said kissing my lips softly. I smiled and Amy handed me the brownies. "OH! You did make em! That's so sweet!"
"I do what I can," I said casually as we got in his car.
"My mom is so looking forward to these."
"Well, I have a confession to make. I didn't make em," I said.
"Oh? Who did? The brownie fairy?" he joked.
"Weirdly, yes," I smiled.
"Excuse me?" he asked looking over at me.
"Jeff did em. We kinda had issues last nite and he made them for me to make up for what we lost."
"I don't get it, but I thank you both." He leaned over and kissed my cheek. "You're wearing Tommy Girl."
"Yeah, always do."
"Wanna take a trip to my house?" he asked with a smile.
"Greg, no. Your parents are waiting."
"Jesus, you called me Greg!"
"I know. I figured I'd do something different."
"Don't do it again. Freaks me out!" I laughed as I drove on the interstate.
"Do you honestly think your parents are gonna like me?" I asked as we got out of the car. She put his arm around my waist and kissed the top of my head. We walked to the long line that was out the door and waited.
"Mom! Dad! Over here!" Shane yelled as a woman and man with dark hair walked up to us. I looked at his father and smiled as I saw how much they looked alike. The same smile, the same brown eyes, the same curly hair. Shane leaned down and hugged his mother who was about my height. I stood there and smiled, waiting for the introductions.
"You must be Casey. I'm Christine," his mother said in a sweet southern voice. She immediately pulled me into a hug.
"It's nice to meet you," I said.
"Casey, this is my dad, Rob," Shane said as his father stuck his hand out for me to shake.
"Nice to meet you Mr. Helms," I said.
"Rob, please call me Rob," he said with a smile.
I nodded and we were seated in a booth. The nite was goin great. We were all getting along. My fears of his parents hating me had disappeared.
"Case, show us that tattoo and belly ring of yours," Christine said as we waited for the check.
"MOM!" Shane exclaimed as I looked over at him.
"Oh, Greg, calm down. I was able to handle your piercing and tattoo. I think I can handle your girlfriend having one!" she laughed.
"But Mom," Shane said.
"Greg," Rob scolded.
"What if she doesn't want to show it off?" Shane said putting his hand on mine.
"Shane, it's fine. I don't mind. You know me, I'm always up for showing them off!" I laughed as I stood. I pulled the front of my shirt up somewhat and smiled as the star glistened in the light.
"That's a beautiful ring," Christine complimented.
"Thank you. Shane gave it to me," I said with a smile.
"Looks like something he'd get for a girl," Rob muttered. Shane shot a death glare look at him as I turned around. I pulled the back of the shirt up slightly to reveal my dragon tattoo.
"Looks like Jeff's," Christine said as Rob made a grunting sound.
"I like it Mom," Shane said defensively as I sat down next to him.
"Greg, I'm not saying that I don't like it, I just don't think that a girl should have a tattoo like that. That's a man's tattoo. Women should have sweet little hearts, roses, fairies, rainbows, butterflies, things like that," Christine explained.
"I don't mean to sound rude or anything, but that's not the kind of girl I am. I'm different and I'm proud of it. I've always wanted a dragon tattoo. One just like this. I understand that Jeff's is similar, but it expresses me."
"Greg, I like her," Rob said simply. Shane blinked rapidly as his mouth grew wide.
"YOU DO?!" Shane and I exclaimed. Rob and Christine broke out laughing.
"Of course. She speaks her mind, she's independent. Every girl should be like her!" Rob said.
"But the last girl that met you did the same and you hated her," Shane shocked.
"Greg, that's because she was a bitch and slut," Rob said. Shane's mouth dropped to the table and rested there.
"Greg, Maria, was, how do you kids put it now a days? Ummmmm.....playing you," Christine said.
"Playing me?" Shane asked trying to regroup.
"Yes, she was dating Michael at the same time," Christine said.
"My brother Michael? My LITTLE brother Michael?" Shane said.
"Yes, dear. And neither one of you knew it!" Christine said.
"And, as far as we know, Casey here isn't doing that," Rob said smiling at me.
"I sure as hell hope not!" Shane said.
"Rob, dear, we better be going," Christine said as we climbed out of the booth.
"I made brownies," I said softly.
"You went to the trouble of making those brownies we've heard so much about? You really didn't have to do that," she said as we walked to Shane's car.
"It really was no problem. I like making them," I said as I handed them the plate. They each took one and smiled as they bit into the creation that Jeff made for me. I bit my lower lip, hoping that Jeff made them well.
"These are excellent! Mind if we take some for the road?" Rob said.
"No, not at all," I said smiling. Shane put his arm around my waist and smiled.
"It was great meeting you dear. You are a wonderful girl," Christine said pulling me to her. "Next time, wear something that you would normally wear. Not something Greg convinced you to wear."
"But he....."
"I know my son. He was afraid we wouldn't like you because of you clothing choices. Which is a load of crap!" Christine laughed. I smiled as she hugged her son. "Keep her around. I really like her."
"I plan on it Mom," Shane said in her ear. Rob kissed the back of my hand and we watched as they drove off.
"OH GOD!! I'm so totally glad that's over with," I said as I slid into the passenger side.
"Me too. I put way too much pressure on you about all this stuff. I'm sorry baby," Shane said kissing my cheek.
"That's okay. I put too much pressure on myself."
"I knew they'd like you, but I guess I was still worried. It's a big step in our relationship."
"Yeah, and just think. Next Thursday, we have another big step to go through," I smiled.
"What are you talking about? I've already met your parents!" Shane laughed.
"No, ass! I mean, Thanksgiving. We get to spend our first holiday together," I said.
"Oh shit. I must have forgotten to tell you!! I have to be in the parade."
"Parade? What parade?"
"I'm on the WWE float this year in the Macy's parade." My smile faded and I sighed deeply.
"You're not gonna be here?" I asked softly.
"No baby, I'm not."
"Ya know, I finally thought that I was gonna have a good holiday. The first ever! I guess I was wrong."
"You will have a good holiday. You'll be with your family. You'll have Jeff, Matt, Ames, Gil."
"But I want you! Shane, I want you there with me!"
"I'm sorry baby. It's not gonna be able to happen."
"That's alright. I'll have to do with it."
"Well, what if I called up Vince and ask him if you can be on the float?!" Shane asked excitedly as we got out of the car.
"He probably wouldn't want me there. Plus I won't have Jeff and Matt and Amy and Gil."
"Casey, you can't have it all this time. I'm sorry. I want you to be there with me. Will you please let me talk to Vince? I'm sure he'd love to have you on the float. I mean, you are one of the biggest stars right now," Shane said as we stood on the porch to the Hardy house. "I'll call him right now."
"I don't know. I think I should be with my family, but I really wanna be with you."
"It's up to you. You are 19. You are an adult," Shane said pulling out his cell.
"Alright, make that call!" I smiled. He pulled me close to him and dialed Vince's number. We walked inside and sat on the couch in the living room as they talked things over.
"How'd things go?" Jeff asked walking in the living room wearing his dirt biking gear.
"JEFFREY!!" Gil yelled from upstairs. I laughed as Jeff rolled his eyes. I followed him onto the porch and sat on the steps as he took off his gear.
"How'd it go?" Jeff asked.
"Good. It went good. They liked me and the brownies. Thank you."
"Not a problem. I owed you for what I did to your other ones," he said with a smile as he helped me up. We walked into the living room just as Shane got off the phone.
"Great news! Vince said he'd love to have you there!" Shane said with a huge smile.
"REALLY!?" I exclaimed as I jumped into his arms.
"What?!" Jeff asked confused.
"I'm goin to New York City for the Thanksgiving parade with Shane! I'm gonna be on the float!!!!" I said excitedly.
"What?!" Jeff exclaimed. "You're not gonna be here for Thanksgiving?!"
"Nope! I'm gonna be in a parade!" I said with a smile.
"But I figured you'd be here with the rest of us, your family, for the holiday!" Jeff said.
"But I wanted to be with Shane."
"Fine, I have to go ask Amy something. I'll talk to you later," Jeff said storming up the stairs.
"What's wrong with him?" Shane asked as I shrugged.
"Let's go watch some tv in my room," I said as I pulled him up with me.
"Can we bring the brownies?" Shane asked. I rolled my eyes as he grabbed the plate.
Shane laid on my bed as I grabbed the remote. I flopped down on my bed and placed my head on my pillow. Shane grabbed the remote out of my hand and turned off the tv. I looked at him curiously as he moved his head down to my stomach. He smiled as he pushed my shirt up and kissed me softly. I giggled as his goatee tickled. He began sucking lightly around my belly ring. He kissed me below my belly button where star dangled. I felt a slight pull as Shane started to pull away.
"Ow, Shane, that hurts. What are you doing?" I asked with a smile as I placed my hand on his head.
"Uhhh...Case, I think I maybe stuck," Shane said as he tried pulling away again.
"What do you mean? Stuck on what?" I asked.
"My braces are connected to your belly ring."
"WHAT?!" I exclaimed as I tried to sit up.
"Case, don't. That'll just make it worse!"
"Shane, what the hell!?!"
"I don't know. I'm gonna try to get unstuck. Just hold still." Shane took his hands off my hips and put one lightly on my stomach and used the other to try and pry himself away.
"FUCK!! Shane, this hurts!!" I yelled.
"I'm sorry. I'm trying not to hurt you!" he yelled back as best as he could.
"Oh my God!! What are we gonna do!?" I yelled as I cringed in pain.
"What's goin in on.....oh shit!" Jeff said as he stepped in my room. Shane went to whip his head around to look at him.
"FUCK ME!?" I screamed.
"Sorry," Shane said.
"I think I'll just be leaving now," Jeff said starting to turn around. "I really don't need to know that my little sister could be having sex!"
"NO!!!!" Shane and I screamed. Jeff stopped and walked to us. "We're stuck."
"Excuse me?!" Jeff asked.
"We're stuck," I said embarrassed.
"You're stuck?" he asked a little unsure.
"Yes, we're stuck. Can you help?" I asked.
"You're stuck?" he asked again. I nodded. "Together?"
"Yes Jeff. Shane's braces are stuck to my belly ring," I said a little annoyed. Jeff's eyes bugged out before he burst into laughter. "There is nothing funny about this!"
"You're right. I'm sorry," Jeff said trying to compose himself.
"Thank you. Now, HELP!" I exclaimed.
"Right," he said trying to pull us apart.
About an hour later, Jeff was sitting on the floor laughing hysterically and I rubbed my stomach. Shane just sat on the bed with his head in his hands, too embarrassed to look at either of us.
"Thanks Jeff," I said softly.
"ANYTIME!!!" Jeff laughed as he walked out of the room.
"I feel like an idiot," Shane said shaking his head.
"Why?"
"We're you not just here an hour ago?!"
"Shane, I'm sure things like that happen to a lot of people. Don't feel like an idiot cause you're not!" I said rubbing his back.
"Right, its just and everyday occurrence!" Shane said sarcastically. "Casey, it doesn't happen everyday and it's not an everyday occurrence! No one I know has ever had that happen!!"
"Whatever Shane!" I laughed as I laid down turning on the tv.
"Guess that all kind of ruined the moment, huh?" he said leaning over me.
"Yeah, sorry. We'll have to try another time!" I laughed. His head flopped down on my lap and I ran my fingers through his hair.
"I love you," Shane said.
"Love you too.....GREG!!!" I said. His head flew up and grabbed the kangaroo he gave me. He brought it back and nailed me in the head with it. I began laughing hysterically with tears streaming down my face. He eventually stopped and rested his head on my chest. "I'm sorry, I had to."
"Yeah, I understand," Shane said with a laugh.
"I'll never do it again."
"THANK YOU!" he exclaimed looking into my eyes. I leaned down and kissed him softly.
"No prob bob!" I joked as I rubbed my hands up and down his back.