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Summer In Cameron
chapter eight (why did chapter five get the most reviews? did you like it more or something? I'm confuzzled!)
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Jay had fallen asleep that last night while Shane and Adam were rushing around the house. Shane was really really pissed about what had happened to Shannon and Adam was trying to calm him down before he blew a gasket. Eventually, though, they had calmed down and Adam crashed upstairs. Jay had taken the air couch and Adam didn't really feel like sleeping in the chair again. The first thing that Jay noticed when he woke up was Shannon sleeping on the air mattress; the second was a note on the table.
Jay tiredly went over and picked it up, it had to have been in Shane's writing cause it wasn't Adam's, but that didn't matter. Jay read it to himself:
'Jay (and Shannon if he's up when you get this),
Adam and I went back out to Amy's cause Adam wants to see her. (he's got a crush on her, I know it!) Also, Trish and Molly (is it?) wanted a tour and Amy just couldn't go on her own with them. Why, I don't know. I think it might be because she plans to drag Adam off with her to "be alone".
Anyways, If Shannon needs something, could you help him out? Thanks ahead of time. (Ha, now you have to do it!) Alright, Shane says to remind you not to burn the house down, cause knowing Shannon, he might. Please, Please PLEASE make sure he doesn't do anything drastic. Cause we know him and have seen him depressed. It ain't pretty, he can try some pretty horrible stuff.
I know this might be a bit too much to handle, but don't worry. Just call me on my cell phone if you need anything. My number is on the fridge. And remember, you have to be stern with Shannon, then he'll listen.
Shane'
Jay placed the note back down as Shannon began to wake up. Shannon groaned and rolled over, noticing Jay sitting there in a seat not too far from him. Jay smiled at him softly, but Shannon didn't smile back, he just kind of looked back sadly. "Morning." he mumbled.
"Morning. You hungry? I am."
"No. I'm not hungry. I'm not happy. I'm not in love with anyone. I don't have a boyfriend, or even a girlfriend. I don't have anything. I'm not anything." Shannon said, more to himself than to Jay.
Jay chose to ignore what Shannon said and headed into the kitchen to see if he could find some food that he felt like eating. "Um, Shann, there are some waffles. Want me to make one or two for you?"
"No."
Jay put an extra waffle in the toaster, incase this is what Shane meant about being stern. He needed to eat, too, right? It was a few minutes before Jay heard anything from Shannon again.
"Jay?"
"Yeah?" Jay asked, peaking his head around the kitchenette door.
"Why doesn't anyone like me?"
If it was possible to literally feel your heart shred into a million teeny tiny peices, Jay could have sworn it happened to him at the question Shannon had just asked. His voice was lost sounding where as it made it wound lonely and lost. Jay left the waffles on the table and took a seat on the couch next to Shannon. Shannon leaned up against Jay's chest, spreading out over the end of the couch.
"What do you mean, Shannon? I like you."
Shannon sniffled and Jay knew he had begun crying, "You hardly know me."
"That doesn't mean I don't like you. I've seen you an awful lot in the last three or so weeks. I wouldn't be here right now if I didn't like you."
"You're only here cause Shane told you to stay."
"No, no no no. I would have stayed anyways. I like to hang out with you!"
Shannon curled closer to Jay's chest, "Then, why doesn't anyone else?"
Jay's breath shortened, "People like you, Shannon! What about Matt and Shane and Amy and Jeff and all of those guys."
"They just feel sorry for me, I know it."
"Shannon, trust me, they wouldn't have put up with you for so long if they didn't really like you."
"These guys are good at acting, Jay, that's half of wrestling."
"I don't think so, I think they really care about you. I see the protective ways they look at you, I also see the happiness in their eyes when you're around."
"They're sick of me. I've been around them too much."
"No, Shannon. They like you just as you are; around them a lot or not. I wish I had friends like that. You've just been through some hard times."
"I don't know if I could go through this all again." Shannon whispered.
"I think you can get through this, Shannon, you did once already, right?"
"It's harder the second time. I thought he really loved me again. I trusted him last time, I thought he changed, then he just stabbed me in the back again."
"I know, Shannon."
"I don't think you do, Jay."
"I think I can guess, at least."
"It's the most pain you can ever feel. It hurts so bad I could just die. It feels like he took my heart out with his bare hands and stabbed it a million times with a knife. Why doesn't anyone love me, Jay? Why can't I just find someone who loves and isn't just trying to use me?"
"Shannon, look at me." Jay said, lifting Shannon's face to his, "People love you. Shane loves you, Matt loves you, Jeff loves you. I love you."
Before Jay could think, he softly pressed his lips against Shannon's. The kiss was short and timid, to tell the truth, Jay didn't really know what he was doing. He snapped away quickly.
"I'm sorry. Oh my God, I-Shannon, I...Sorr--"
"Shh." Shannon said, pressing two fingers to Jay's lips, "Shh."
Shannon kissed Jay this time, slowly parting Jay's lips with his tounge and turning to a more comfortable position where Jay was leaning against teh couch arm.
"Shannon," Jay pulled away, "I feel like I'm taking advantage of you here. I think we should just slow it down a bit."
Shannon cast his eyes to the floor, "You don't love me either."
"It's not that, Shannon, it's just that, after what you said happened yesterday, I feel like I am trying too soon..."
Shannon bit his lip, shaking his head and his breathing speeding up a bit, "I-Never mind. Forget we did anything."
Shannon pulled himself from the couch and ran to the bathroom, locking the door shut with every bolt and scooting a stool under the handle. He sunk onto the closed toilet, covering his eyes with his hands. Jay ran up to the door and listened inside it.
"Shannon? Shannon, come out here, I didn't mean it that way."
"Yes you did!"
"Alright, alright, I was thinking that, but that doesn't mean I don't love you!"
"Yes it does. You wouldn't have said it if you loved me. You would have just continued to kiss me."
"Shannon," Jay sighed, leaning against the door, "I just-we don't really know each other well enough to form something without at least hanging out together alone more. I just...don't want to see you hurt."
"You're just like the other guys!" Shannon called, Jay sensing the tears in his voice.
Jay bit his lip and headed back into the other room, getting Shane's cell phone number off of the fridge and dialing it on the phone.
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Shane and Adam picked up the girls from Amy's house and they headed out to the art museum. They were having a special show today with every peice of artwork on display and the girls really wanted to see it. After about two hours of touring the nearby cities, they finally headed to the museum. Amy dragged Adam off so they could look around together while Shane took the other two, not that he minded or anything.
"This one is my very very favourite in this whole museum." Amy said, pointing to a large quilt that hung on the wall, "It reminds me of the ones that my grandma used to make."
Adam nodded, "It looks really neat. With all the colours and patterns and stuff, you know. Looks like the ones you'd see on the movies."
"This one was actually made back in 1907 and it was found in the place that is now downtown."
"They used the same two colours and just a random amount of different patterns. IT's neat."
They went around the whole museum, talking about the different artwork for a while until Shane and the girls caught up with them. "We've gottta go." Shane said.
"Why?" Amy asked, not wanting to cut her time alone with Adam short for a stupid reason.
"Shannon locked himself in the bathroom and he won't come out. Jay called and said he thinks they got in a fight, but he's not positive and now Shannon has locked himself in the bathroom. Jay said he's been hearing crashing sounds from inside there, so he thinks Shannon's trashing the place." Shane said.
"Obviously something's wrong. Probably just what happened yesterday."
"Well, I'm going to head home. Adam, you coming?"
Adam looked at Trish, then back at Shane, thinking. "Um...yeah, I'll go. I'll see you tomorrow, alright? Or maybe even later." he said to Amy.
Amy nodded, "Well, then, Molly and Trish and I will head home. I think it's better if you guys help Shannon and we stear clear. I've seen him during these times and me being there certainly didn't help him. I almost wound up with a broken nose."
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Shane carefully pushed the door to the basement open, Adam following not too far behind. Jay came over from next to the bathroom as soon as he heard the door open. He sighed, "THank God it's you. He's been beating on the doors and I don't know what to do."
Shane walked over to the door and knocked on it carefully, "Shannon? It's Shane, waht's wrong?"
"Leave me alone, Shane." Shannon called, throwing something at the door.
Shane jumped as the object hit the door near his face, "Shannon, calm down, come out and talk to me."
"I don't want to. I don't want to see anyone. Leave me alone!"
"Shannon...." Adam said, standing near Shane, "You want to go get some ice cream and get to know me better?"
"No. I said leave me alone!"
Adam shrugged, "That normally worked for Jay."
Jay whacked him on the arm. "Be serious!" he hissed.
"Shannon," Shane said, using Shannon's full name to try an prove he was serious, "get out here and we can talk."
"I said no!" Shannon replied.
"Why are you acting like this, Shann? What happened?"
"Leave me alone!"
"Fine then, Shannon, be that way. WE're gonna be in the living room, when you get your act togther, you come see us."
Adam took a seat on the arm of the chair that Jay had seated himself on, "Wasn't that a little harsh?"
"No, you've gotta be stern with him. No one goes near that door, or talks to him till he gets out here. It's best to let him do what he wants when he wants to or it'll only get worse. He knows that I am only doing this cause I care about him." Shane replied.
"He doesn't think so." Jay said, a tone of sadnesss in his voice.
"What?"
"That's why he's in there. He doesn't think that anyone cares about him. He got angry and locked himself in the bathroom." Jay replied, leaving out the part of the kiss and conversation afterwards.
Shane shook his head, "That asshole."
"What?!" Adam asked.
"Not Shannon, Scott. And Glen, what the hell. They knew that he wouldn't do that with them, he's only 14 years old. But, dammit, why did they have to hurt him again?"
Jay looked to the floor, he suddenly felt guilty for everything. The shower started up in the bathroom and Shane sighed lightly. "He'd better not try it again."
Jay's eyes opened in fear as Shane went back over to the door and leaned onto it.
"Shannon? Shannon, do you need anything?" Shane asked, Jay and Adam looked around the wall.
"Shannon, dammit, answer me....Shannon....I'm gonna turn off the hot water if you turn the shower up too high. Remember last time? The doctors all said that you should never ever scald yourself with hot water again." Shane said, trying to sound convincing, not scared.
The door flew open in Shane's face and Shannon stood there angrily. "Go set the damn water then." Shannon growled.
Shane brushed past the still fully clothed and angry blonde to the shower setting it at a temperature that he thought acceptable. "I can hear the changes if you change the temperature. If I hear you change it, I'm gonna break down this door and wash you myself." he said harshly, trying again to prove his point, not to be mean.
Shannon shot him an angry look, shoved Shane out by the shoulder and slammed the door in his face, locking it again.
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Summer In Cameron
chapter eight (why did chapter five get the most reviews? did you like it more or something? I'm confuzzled!)
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Jay had fallen asleep that last night while Shane and Adam were rushing around the house. Shane was really really pissed about what had happened to Shannon and Adam was trying to calm him down before he blew a gasket. Eventually, though, they had calmed down and Adam crashed upstairs. Jay had taken the air couch and Adam didn't really feel like sleeping in the chair again. The first thing that Jay noticed when he woke up was Shannon sleeping on the air mattress; the second was a note on the table.
Jay tiredly went over and picked it up, it had to have been in Shane's writing cause it wasn't Adam's, but that didn't matter. Jay read it to himself:
'Jay (and Shannon if he's up when you get this),
Adam and I went back out to Amy's cause Adam wants to see her. (he's got a crush on her, I know it!) Also, Trish and Molly (is it?) wanted a tour and Amy just couldn't go on her own with them. Why, I don't know. I think it might be because she plans to drag Adam off with her to "be alone".
Anyways, If Shannon needs something, could you help him out? Thanks ahead of time. (Ha, now you have to do it!) Alright, Shane says to remind you not to burn the house down, cause knowing Shannon, he might. Please, Please PLEASE make sure he doesn't do anything drastic. Cause we know him and have seen him depressed. It ain't pretty, he can try some pretty horrible stuff.
I know this might be a bit too much to handle, but don't worry. Just call me on my cell phone if you need anything. My number is on the fridge. And remember, you have to be stern with Shannon, then he'll listen.
Shane'
Jay placed the note back down as Shannon began to wake up. Shannon groaned and rolled over, noticing Jay sitting there in a seat not too far from him. Jay smiled at him softly, but Shannon didn't smile back, he just kind of looked back sadly. "Morning." he mumbled.
"Morning. You hungry? I am."
"No. I'm not hungry. I'm not happy. I'm not in love with anyone. I don't have a boyfriend, or even a girlfriend. I don't have anything. I'm not anything." Shannon said, more to himself than to Jay.
Jay chose to ignore what Shannon said and headed into the kitchen to see if he could find some food that he felt like eating. "Um, Shann, there are some waffles. Want me to make one or two for you?"
"No."
Jay put an extra waffle in the toaster, incase this is what Shane meant about being stern. He needed to eat, too, right? It was a few minutes before Jay heard anything from Shannon again.
"Jay?"
"Yeah?" Jay asked, peaking his head around the kitchenette door.
"Why doesn't anyone like me?"
If it was possible to literally feel your heart shred into a million teeny tiny peices, Jay could have sworn it happened to him at the question Shannon had just asked. His voice was lost sounding where as it made it wound lonely and lost. Jay left the waffles on the table and took a seat on the couch next to Shannon. Shannon leaned up against Jay's chest, spreading out over the end of the couch.
"What do you mean, Shannon? I like you."
Shannon sniffled and Jay knew he had begun crying, "You hardly know me."
"That doesn't mean I don't like you. I've seen you an awful lot in the last three or so weeks. I wouldn't be here right now if I didn't like you."
"You're only here cause Shane told you to stay."
"No, no no no. I would have stayed anyways. I like to hang out with you!"
Shannon curled closer to Jay's chest, "Then, why doesn't anyone else?"
Jay's breath shortened, "People like you, Shannon! What about Matt and Shane and Amy and Jeff and all of those guys."
"They just feel sorry for me, I know it."
"Shannon, trust me, they wouldn't have put up with you for so long if they didn't really like you."
"These guys are good at acting, Jay, that's half of wrestling."
"I don't think so, I think they really care about you. I see the protective ways they look at you, I also see the happiness in their eyes when you're around."
"They're sick of me. I've been around them too much."
"No, Shannon. They like you just as you are; around them a lot or not. I wish I had friends like that. You've just been through some hard times."
"I don't know if I could go through this all again." Shannon whispered.
"I think you can get through this, Shannon, you did once already, right?"
"It's harder the second time. I thought he really loved me again. I trusted him last time, I thought he changed, then he just stabbed me in the back again."
"I know, Shannon."
"I don't think you do, Jay."
"I think I can guess, at least."
"It's the most pain you can ever feel. It hurts so bad I could just die. It feels like he took my heart out with his bare hands and stabbed it a million times with a knife. Why doesn't anyone love me, Jay? Why can't I just find someone who loves and isn't just trying to use me?"
"Shannon, look at me." Jay said, lifting Shannon's face to his, "People love you. Shane loves you, Matt loves you, Jeff loves you. I love you."
Before Jay could think, he softly pressed his lips against Shannon's. The kiss was short and timid, to tell the truth, Jay didn't really know what he was doing. He snapped away quickly.
"I'm sorry. Oh my God, I-Shannon, I...Sorr--"
"Shh." Shannon said, pressing two fingers to Jay's lips, "Shh."
Shannon kissed Jay this time, slowly parting Jay's lips with his tounge and turning to a more comfortable position where Jay was leaning against teh couch arm.
"Shannon," Jay pulled away, "I feel like I'm taking advantage of you here. I think we should just slow it down a bit."
Shannon cast his eyes to the floor, "You don't love me either."
"It's not that, Shannon, it's just that, after what you said happened yesterday, I feel like I am trying too soon..."
Shannon bit his lip, shaking his head and his breathing speeding up a bit, "I-Never mind. Forget we did anything."
Shannon pulled himself from the couch and ran to the bathroom, locking the door shut with every bolt and scooting a stool under the handle. He sunk onto the closed toilet, covering his eyes with his hands. Jay ran up to the door and listened inside it.
"Shannon? Shannon, come out here, I didn't mean it that way."
"Yes you did!"
"Alright, alright, I was thinking that, but that doesn't mean I don't love you!"
"Yes it does. You wouldn't have said it if you loved me. You would have just continued to kiss me."
"Shannon," Jay sighed, leaning against the door, "I just-we don't really know each other well enough to form something without at least hanging out together alone more. I just...don't want to see you hurt."
"You're just like the other guys!" Shannon called, Jay sensing the tears in his voice.
Jay bit his lip and headed back into the other room, getting Shane's cell phone number off of the fridge and dialing it on the phone.
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Shane and Adam picked up the girls from Amy's house and they headed out to the art museum. They were having a special show today with every peice of artwork on display and the girls really wanted to see it. After about two hours of touring the nearby cities, they finally headed to the museum. Amy dragged Adam off so they could look around together while Shane took the other two, not that he minded or anything.
"This one is my very very favourite in this whole museum." Amy said, pointing to a large quilt that hung on the wall, "It reminds me of the ones that my grandma used to make."
Adam nodded, "It looks really neat. With all the colours and patterns and stuff, you know. Looks like the ones you'd see on the movies."
"This one was actually made back in 1907 and it was found in the place that is now downtown."
"They used the same two colours and just a random amount of different patterns. IT's neat."
They went around the whole museum, talking about the different artwork for a while until Shane and the girls caught up with them. "We've gottta go." Shane said.
"Why?" Amy asked, not wanting to cut her time alone with Adam short for a stupid reason.
"Shannon locked himself in the bathroom and he won't come out. Jay called and said he thinks they got in a fight, but he's not positive and now Shannon has locked himself in the bathroom. Jay said he's been hearing crashing sounds from inside there, so he thinks Shannon's trashing the place." Shane said.
"Obviously something's wrong. Probably just what happened yesterday."
"Well, I'm going to head home. Adam, you coming?"
Adam looked at Trish, then back at Shane, thinking. "Um...yeah, I'll go. I'll see you tomorrow, alright? Or maybe even later." he said to Amy.
Amy nodded, "Well, then, Molly and Trish and I will head home. I think it's better if you guys help Shannon and we stear clear. I've seen him during these times and me being there certainly didn't help him. I almost wound up with a broken nose."
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Shane carefully pushed the door to the basement open, Adam following not too far behind. Jay came over from next to the bathroom as soon as he heard the door open. He sighed, "THank God it's you. He's been beating on the doors and I don't know what to do."
Shane walked over to the door and knocked on it carefully, "Shannon? It's Shane, waht's wrong?"
"Leave me alone, Shane." Shannon called, throwing something at the door.
Shane jumped as the object hit the door near his face, "Shannon, calm down, come out and talk to me."
"I don't want to. I don't want to see anyone. Leave me alone!"
"Shannon...." Adam said, standing near Shane, "You want to go get some ice cream and get to know me better?"
"No. I said leave me alone!"
Adam shrugged, "That normally worked for Jay."
Jay whacked him on the arm. "Be serious!" he hissed.
"Shannon," Shane said, using Shannon's full name to try an prove he was serious, "get out here and we can talk."
"I said no!" Shannon replied.
"Why are you acting like this, Shann? What happened?"
"Leave me alone!"
"Fine then, Shannon, be that way. WE're gonna be in the living room, when you get your act togther, you come see us."
Adam took a seat on the arm of the chair that Jay had seated himself on, "Wasn't that a little harsh?"
"No, you've gotta be stern with him. No one goes near that door, or talks to him till he gets out here. It's best to let him do what he wants when he wants to or it'll only get worse. He knows that I am only doing this cause I care about him." Shane replied.
"He doesn't think so." Jay said, a tone of sadnesss in his voice.
"What?"
"That's why he's in there. He doesn't think that anyone cares about him. He got angry and locked himself in the bathroom." Jay replied, leaving out the part of the kiss and conversation afterwards.
Shane shook his head, "That asshole."
"What?!" Adam asked.
"Not Shannon, Scott. And Glen, what the hell. They knew that he wouldn't do that with them, he's only 14 years old. But, dammit, why did they have to hurt him again?"
Jay looked to the floor, he suddenly felt guilty for everything. The shower started up in the bathroom and Shane sighed lightly. "He'd better not try it again."
Jay's eyes opened in fear as Shane went back over to the door and leaned onto it.
"Shannon? Shannon, do you need anything?" Shane asked, Jay and Adam looked around the wall.
"Shannon, dammit, answer me....Shannon....I'm gonna turn off the hot water if you turn the shower up too high. Remember last time? The doctors all said that you should never ever scald yourself with hot water again." Shane said, trying to sound convincing, not scared.
The door flew open in Shane's face and Shannon stood there angrily. "Go set the damn water then." Shannon growled.
Shane brushed past the still fully clothed and angry blonde to the shower setting it at a temperature that he thought acceptable. "I can hear the changes if you change the temperature. If I hear you change it, I'm gonna break down this door and wash you myself." he said harshly, trying again to prove his point, not to be mean.
Shannon shot him an angry look, shoved Shane out by the shoulder and slammed the door in his face, locking it again.
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R&R, please! I'm just like everyone else, I wanna know if you like me! *^_^*