A/n: Here's another one of those chapters I was talking about! (
Disclaimer: Tawnie is mine, everything else is Vince.
Tawnie smudged the drippy mascara out of her eyes and walked into Gold's Gym. She immediately got on the machine and started throwing weight around. Lifting weights, it's how she coped, once she got on there all she had to do was focus on her motion and her mind cleared. After this mornings events, she needed to kick up her routine. Once she had power lifted for a half hour she went on the treadmill and just ran, she didn't stop running until she was in a trance. Mindlessly she ran, for 5 miles.
"Tawnie. . .? Tawnie. . .?"
Tawnie shook her head, looking down at a woman standing next to the treadmill.
"Are you alright?"
"Oh, hey Trixie, yeah I'm fine." She sniffed as she got off the treadmill and headed out the door.
*~* Meanwhile *~*
Kurt paced through his home, telephone in hand. He tried to sort his emotions out and it was getting him nowhere. He cared so much for Tawnie, but it seemed like every time they'd get "close" and move a little bit past friendly, he remember that she was just one of the guys and that there was no way she'd be interested in him. This morning just boggled his mind, why did it seem like she wanted him, and why all of a sudden did she rush out crying? Was she as confused as he was? The questions raced through his mind. The only thing he knew for sure was that when she left that morning, it hurt him; it hurt him to see her cry. More than anything he wanted to hold her and tell her everything would be alright, but she ran. Kurt set the phone down; he knew what he had to do.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Tawnie curled up in a soft blanket on her bed, bawling her eyes out, once in a lifetime her work out didn't work. The Kleenex pile was growing larger on the bed stand and she didn't dare look in the mirror she already knew how puffy her eyes were. She was scared now more than ever that Kurt would never acknowledge her again; she knew she royally screwed things up. Goddamn did she love him; she'd never be able to let go.
She was about to get out of bed to grab another box of Kleenex when she heard the front door open. 'Oh no.' she thought 'It can only be 1 of 5 people.' Praying to god it wasn't Shawn or Edge, PLEADING it wasn't.
"Tawnie?"
His voice hung heavy in her ears, she gasp, maybe if she didn't answer he would leave, even though she was sure he could here her sobbing and sniffing. She clutched onto the blanket tight and turned away from the open bedroom door trying to muffle out her tears with a pillow.
He stood in the doorway, looking in, seeing a bright blonde ponytail sticking up from the blanket, he entered the room yielding a bouquet of red roses. She could hear his footsteps now, her heart races he couldn't see her like this, she looked. . . weak.
He set the roses down on the nightstand behind her and crawled into bed next to her. 'What the hell' he thought, he had absolutely nothing to loose. He put his arm around her waist.
Kurt could feel her sobs through her back, "Tawnie," he whispered in her ear so softly it sent a shiver up her spine, "I don't want to loose you."
She melted to his words, still sobbing; she shifted turning her body facing him. She crumpled in to his chest. "Shhhh." He said softly. Kurt gave off so much warmth and she felt comforted and safe lying in his arms. He kept his arm around her caressing her back.
He soon heard Tawnie's breathing calm and she was asleep, not soon after, he joined her in this slumber.
~* Later*~
Triple H knocked on the door of Tawnies home, when no one answered her let himself in. Finding the place awfully calm, he walked in searching for Tawnie. "Tawnie. . . I thought we were going to get ice. . . cream." He stopped when he saw Kurt and Tawnie lying close, nestled together sleeping. "Well, look like you guys worked everything out." He laughed and smiled and let himself out.
Disclaimer: Tawnie is mine, everything else is Vince.
Tawnie smudged the drippy mascara out of her eyes and walked into Gold's Gym. She immediately got on the machine and started throwing weight around. Lifting weights, it's how she coped, once she got on there all she had to do was focus on her motion and her mind cleared. After this mornings events, she needed to kick up her routine. Once she had power lifted for a half hour she went on the treadmill and just ran, she didn't stop running until she was in a trance. Mindlessly she ran, for 5 miles.
"Tawnie. . .? Tawnie. . .?"
Tawnie shook her head, looking down at a woman standing next to the treadmill.
"Are you alright?"
"Oh, hey Trixie, yeah I'm fine." She sniffed as she got off the treadmill and headed out the door.
*~* Meanwhile *~*
Kurt paced through his home, telephone in hand. He tried to sort his emotions out and it was getting him nowhere. He cared so much for Tawnie, but it seemed like every time they'd get "close" and move a little bit past friendly, he remember that she was just one of the guys and that there was no way she'd be interested in him. This morning just boggled his mind, why did it seem like she wanted him, and why all of a sudden did she rush out crying? Was she as confused as he was? The questions raced through his mind. The only thing he knew for sure was that when she left that morning, it hurt him; it hurt him to see her cry. More than anything he wanted to hold her and tell her everything would be alright, but she ran. Kurt set the phone down; he knew what he had to do.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Tawnie curled up in a soft blanket on her bed, bawling her eyes out, once in a lifetime her work out didn't work. The Kleenex pile was growing larger on the bed stand and she didn't dare look in the mirror she already knew how puffy her eyes were. She was scared now more than ever that Kurt would never acknowledge her again; she knew she royally screwed things up. Goddamn did she love him; she'd never be able to let go.
She was about to get out of bed to grab another box of Kleenex when she heard the front door open. 'Oh no.' she thought 'It can only be 1 of 5 people.' Praying to god it wasn't Shawn or Edge, PLEADING it wasn't.
"Tawnie?"
His voice hung heavy in her ears, she gasp, maybe if she didn't answer he would leave, even though she was sure he could here her sobbing and sniffing. She clutched onto the blanket tight and turned away from the open bedroom door trying to muffle out her tears with a pillow.
He stood in the doorway, looking in, seeing a bright blonde ponytail sticking up from the blanket, he entered the room yielding a bouquet of red roses. She could hear his footsteps now, her heart races he couldn't see her like this, she looked. . . weak.
He set the roses down on the nightstand behind her and crawled into bed next to her. 'What the hell' he thought, he had absolutely nothing to loose. He put his arm around her waist.
Kurt could feel her sobs through her back, "Tawnie," he whispered in her ear so softly it sent a shiver up her spine, "I don't want to loose you."
She melted to his words, still sobbing; she shifted turning her body facing him. She crumpled in to his chest. "Shhhh." He said softly. Kurt gave off so much warmth and she felt comforted and safe lying in his arms. He kept his arm around her caressing her back.
He soon heard Tawnie's breathing calm and she was asleep, not soon after, he joined her in this slumber.
~* Later*~
Triple H knocked on the door of Tawnies home, when no one answered her let himself in. Finding the place awfully calm, he walked in searching for Tawnie. "Tawnie. . . I thought we were going to get ice. . . cream." He stopped when he saw Kurt and Tawnie lying close, nestled together sleeping. "Well, look like you guys worked everything out." He laughed and smiled and let himself out.