Chapter 2: Their Last Trip Together
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Rating: PG13 for some curse words and mildly intimate scenes
Genre: Romance/Angst
Disclaimer: I don't own squat. Don't sue me.
Characters: Chris Jericho, Shawn Michaels, Eddie Guerrero, Jay Reso
Desc: (COMPLETE) –slash- The sequel to Yhu's story, May Roses In Cold December. Read and Review please! This is my first fic.
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(note: Chapter 2 takes place five years after the prologue)
Shawn couldn't stand it anymore. It was Eddie that Chris loved, not him. This relationship couldn't possibly work out...why even try? He knew he had to end this act, he knew he had to give it up someday. Their love wasn't real...and it was killing him deep inside.
"Wake up, sugar." He nudged his sleeping lover.
"Mmph...what for? It's too early." Chris rolled over and tried to go back to sleep.
"C'mon, I'm taking you someplace today. Get dressed." Shawn sat by the bed and softly caressed Chris's beautiful blonde locks.
"Wha... Where are we going?"
"You'll find out."
The drive was fairly quiet. Chris leaned his head against the window, and quickly fell asleep. Shawn looked at him, one long glance, knowing that it would be the last time he ever got to look at Chris that way. A deep sadness filled him, indeed, he loved him, but it just wasn't meant to be. Chris loved someone else. Shawn struggled to fight back the tears that threatened to sting his eyes, and redirected his attention to the road.
"Well, here we are." Chris's eyes fluttered open at these words, and he looked outside the car. They were at the prison where Eddie was incarcerated. An instant jolt shook him inside, as painful memories of Eddie rushed into his head.
"Shawn...why are we here?"
"Eddie's going to be released today. I figured you were the first person he would want to see." It was terribly difficult for Shawn to mask the pain he felt at finally letting go of Chris, after seven years of being together.
Chris took a deep breath, and then exhaled. He opened the door and was about to step out, when Shawn grabbed his wrist. "I'll miss you, Chris." A single, solitary tear rolled down his cheek.
"What?"
"I'll miss you."
"You...you're not coming?"
Shawn stared hard at Chris. "No...you two should be together." Chris blinked back in confusion. "I can see it in your eyes, Chris...whenever we're together, you're always thinking of him. Whenever we make love, you always whisper his name. I love you, Chris, and I want you to be happy. And the only way for you to be truly happy is to be with him. So I'm letting you go." The tears began to flow freely now.
"You're breaking up with me?"
Shawn turned the other way...this was too much for him to bear. "Yes," he replied tearfully.
"But I love you, Shawn..." The younger blonde laid his hand on Shawn's shoulder.
"Just go!" Shawn cried bitterly, refusing to even look at Chris.
Chris turned Shawn's face towards him. He then leaned in and kissed him...for one last time.
"Just go..." Shawn whimpered. Chris held onto Shawn for a moment before letting go, and then walked towards the prison, a mix of intense emotions running through him. He felt torn, on one hand, he was happy to see Eddie again, Eddie who had been haunting his dreams and thoughts, Eddie who took Chris's heart along with him when he left. On the other hand, being let go of by Shawn, whom Chris loved for so long, hurt like a dagger that stabbed his heart mercilessly.
Shawn stared after Chris as Chris walked away from the car...walked out of Shawn's life. Seven years...all gone. How he longed for Chris to love him the way he loved Eddie...Shawn buried his face in his hands and cried like he had never cried before.
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Rating: PG13 for some curse words and mildly intimate scenes
Genre: Romance/Angst
Disclaimer: I don't own squat. Don't sue me.
Characters: Chris Jericho, Shawn Michaels, Eddie Guerrero, Jay Reso
Desc: (COMPLETE) –slash- The sequel to Yhu's story, May Roses In Cold December. Read and Review please! This is my first fic.
~~~
(note: Chapter 2 takes place five years after the prologue)
Shawn couldn't stand it anymore. It was Eddie that Chris loved, not him. This relationship couldn't possibly work out...why even try? He knew he had to end this act, he knew he had to give it up someday. Their love wasn't real...and it was killing him deep inside.
"Wake up, sugar." He nudged his sleeping lover.
"Mmph...what for? It's too early." Chris rolled over and tried to go back to sleep.
"C'mon, I'm taking you someplace today. Get dressed." Shawn sat by the bed and softly caressed Chris's beautiful blonde locks.
"Wha... Where are we going?"
"You'll find out."
The drive was fairly quiet. Chris leaned his head against the window, and quickly fell asleep. Shawn looked at him, one long glance, knowing that it would be the last time he ever got to look at Chris that way. A deep sadness filled him, indeed, he loved him, but it just wasn't meant to be. Chris loved someone else. Shawn struggled to fight back the tears that threatened to sting his eyes, and redirected his attention to the road.
"Well, here we are." Chris's eyes fluttered open at these words, and he looked outside the car. They were at the prison where Eddie was incarcerated. An instant jolt shook him inside, as painful memories of Eddie rushed into his head.
"Shawn...why are we here?"
"Eddie's going to be released today. I figured you were the first person he would want to see." It was terribly difficult for Shawn to mask the pain he felt at finally letting go of Chris, after seven years of being together.
Chris took a deep breath, and then exhaled. He opened the door and was about to step out, when Shawn grabbed his wrist. "I'll miss you, Chris." A single, solitary tear rolled down his cheek.
"What?"
"I'll miss you."
"You...you're not coming?"
Shawn stared hard at Chris. "No...you two should be together." Chris blinked back in confusion. "I can see it in your eyes, Chris...whenever we're together, you're always thinking of him. Whenever we make love, you always whisper his name. I love you, Chris, and I want you to be happy. And the only way for you to be truly happy is to be with him. So I'm letting you go." The tears began to flow freely now.
"You're breaking up with me?"
Shawn turned the other way...this was too much for him to bear. "Yes," he replied tearfully.
"But I love you, Shawn..." The younger blonde laid his hand on Shawn's shoulder.
"Just go!" Shawn cried bitterly, refusing to even look at Chris.
Chris turned Shawn's face towards him. He then leaned in and kissed him...for one last time.
"Just go..." Shawn whimpered. Chris held onto Shawn for a moment before letting go, and then walked towards the prison, a mix of intense emotions running through him. He felt torn, on one hand, he was happy to see Eddie again, Eddie who had been haunting his dreams and thoughts, Eddie who took Chris's heart along with him when he left. On the other hand, being let go of by Shawn, whom Chris loved for so long, hurt like a dagger that stabbed his heart mercilessly.
Shawn stared after Chris as Chris walked away from the car...walked out of Shawn's life. Seven years...all gone. How he longed for Chris to love him the way he loved Eddie...Shawn buried his face in his hands and cried like he had never cried before.
