"Oh my god." He said holding me.
"Shannon was so blinded by his love for me he thought I wanted it and I didn't." I cried.
"Shh.... Its okay baby sis. It's all going to be ok." He said.
"No it won't. I'm a bad girl." I said.
We sat on the sidewalk and he was rocking me back and forth.
"You're not a bad girl Stacy. It wasn't your fault. It was his. You said no and he didn't listen. He is in the wrong here not you."
"But I'm a slut." I whimpered.
"WHAT?!? Stacy you are not a slut. I never what to hear that from you again." He said sternly.
I cried for another half an hour while Mathew talked to me. I decided Jeff shouldn't know about this and no one else should. Mathew tried to talk me into going to the police, but I was too embarrassed. We went back to the hotel and I changed into my night clothes. Jeff was already sleeping and so I crawled in with him. I kissed his lips gently and whispered, "I love you Jeff." I then closed my eyes and fell asleep.
For the next 3 weeks Shannon did as he said he would. He kept away from Jeff and me. The only time we saw each other or talked was when it was work related. In this last 3 weeks I got my life together and Jeff and I have been really happy together. I was really surprised when my life long friend Rayne started to work for WWE. She has green eyes, Reddish, brownish hair, 140lbs and 5'5. It turns out she is also dating Randy Orton, the lady- killer. Rayne and myself talked for hours, catching up on everything. I even told her about Shannon and myself and she said she would make sure Shannon stays away. My career is going good. It was my brother's vs. Shannon and myself. Everyone loved me. Well tonight a chair swung by Bubba by "accident" hits me, and I fall off the apron and onto the floor. I can't wait.
"Stacy Dudley is on the apron yelling something at her brother Bubba Ray." JR said.
"She is telling him to leave Shannon alone" King stated.
Bubba misses Shannon and he hit me with the chair and I fell off of the apron and on to the floor. I was sapposto be "unconscious" But something was wrong. My stomach hurt really badly. I curled into a ball and started crying. Mathew, who was backstage at the time, saw this and knew something was really wrong so he and Devon came running out. They ran to me.
"Stacy, what's wrong?" My brother asked.
"I don't know. My stomach hurts bad," I cried out.
"Let's get you out of here." Devon said as he lifted me up.
He carried me backstage where a worried Jeff waited.
"Stacy, baby. Are you ok?" He asked.
All I could do was groan. They ran me to the trainer. They laid me on the table.
"Stacy, tell me what's the matter." The trainer said calmly.
"My stomach hurts so badly." I cried.
"When did it start hurting?" He asked.
"When I fell off the apron." I wailed as I held my stomach in pain.
"Are you pregnant?" He asked.
"I don't know, why?" I sobbed.
"Cuz if you're pregnant and you fell, you might be having a miscarriage. We're going to take you to the hospital to check you out." He said.
I looked at Jeff and Mathew with painful, panicked eyes. Jeff held my hand and stroked my hair.
"It's going to be ok baby." He soothed.
I was put in the ambulance and Mathew got in with me since Jeff had a match later that night, but he said he would be there as soon as he could. At the hospital they did tests and when they were done they brought Mathew in.
"Well after running all these tests we have concluded you are indeed pregnant and you are so lucky you didn't lose the baby tonight. Now we are going to keep you here over night for observation, but then when you get released I want you to see a dr. every month okay?" He said.
"How far along am I?" I asked.
"About 3 to 4 weeks. Now get some rest and I will check up on you in the morning." He said as he left.
I sat there thinking about it and then it hit me. I started crying.
"Sis, what's wrong?" Mathew asked.
"3 to 4 weeks ago is when Shannon....when he raped me. My god what if it's Shannon's and not Jeff's? Mathew what am I going to do?" I cried.
"Shh.....Listen, forget about Shannon. No matter what this is Jeff's and your baby okay?" He said looking into my eyes.
I thought about it and he is right. Jeff and I are getting married and we deserve this. Plus Jeff and I are working hard on starting a family so I can do this.
"Okay Spiky." I said.
After waiting 10 more minutes, Jeff came running in. He ran to my side and took my hand.
"Baby, are you ok? What did the doctor say?" He asked quickly with worry.
"I'm fine. The doctor said I'm pregnant." I said.
"You're pregnant? I'm going to be a dad?" He said with hope, shock, and happiness his voice.
I nodded and smiled.
"Is the baby ok?" He asked worriedly.
"The baby is fine sweetie." I said as I caressed his face.
He smiled and kissed me.
"I'm so happy I could just die." He smiled.
The happiness on his face said it all. I couldn't let him know about Shannon and I couldn't let Shannon know about the baby. This is Jeff's baby now and for always. I looked at Mathew and he smiled and nodded.
"Well sis, I am going to go back to the arena and tell Vince what's up, but I'll see you tomorrow morning ok?" He said.
"Ok Spiky." I said.
With a kiss on the forehead he left. Jeff crawled in with me and held me.
"A baby, my baby" He said as he stroked my belly.
"Are you happy?" I asked.
"Ecstatic" He said as he kissed me.
I curled into him and we both fell asleep holding each other.
Meanwhile......Mathew went to the arena. He saw Mark, Devon, and Rayne.
"Is Stacy okay?" Rayne asked.
"She's pregnant."
"She's pregnant? That's awesome." Mark said.
"You're going to be an uncle congratulations." Devon said.
After talking to them and giving them all a hug he went and told Vince about the baby as he told Vince he didn't know Shannon was around the corner listening.
"Stacy's 3 to 4 weeks pregnant?" He said to himself.
He looked up as if he just realized something.
"My baby. Now she has to be with me," He said with an evil, insane smile.
"Shannon was so blinded by his love for me he thought I wanted it and I didn't." I cried.
"Shh.... Its okay baby sis. It's all going to be ok." He said.
"No it won't. I'm a bad girl." I said.
We sat on the sidewalk and he was rocking me back and forth.
"You're not a bad girl Stacy. It wasn't your fault. It was his. You said no and he didn't listen. He is in the wrong here not you."
"But I'm a slut." I whimpered.
"WHAT?!? Stacy you are not a slut. I never what to hear that from you again." He said sternly.
I cried for another half an hour while Mathew talked to me. I decided Jeff shouldn't know about this and no one else should. Mathew tried to talk me into going to the police, but I was too embarrassed. We went back to the hotel and I changed into my night clothes. Jeff was already sleeping and so I crawled in with him. I kissed his lips gently and whispered, "I love you Jeff." I then closed my eyes and fell asleep.
For the next 3 weeks Shannon did as he said he would. He kept away from Jeff and me. The only time we saw each other or talked was when it was work related. In this last 3 weeks I got my life together and Jeff and I have been really happy together. I was really surprised when my life long friend Rayne started to work for WWE. She has green eyes, Reddish, brownish hair, 140lbs and 5'5. It turns out she is also dating Randy Orton, the lady- killer. Rayne and myself talked for hours, catching up on everything. I even told her about Shannon and myself and she said she would make sure Shannon stays away. My career is going good. It was my brother's vs. Shannon and myself. Everyone loved me. Well tonight a chair swung by Bubba by "accident" hits me, and I fall off the apron and onto the floor. I can't wait.
"Stacy Dudley is on the apron yelling something at her brother Bubba Ray." JR said.
"She is telling him to leave Shannon alone" King stated.
Bubba misses Shannon and he hit me with the chair and I fell off of the apron and on to the floor. I was sapposto be "unconscious" But something was wrong. My stomach hurt really badly. I curled into a ball and started crying. Mathew, who was backstage at the time, saw this and knew something was really wrong so he and Devon came running out. They ran to me.
"Stacy, what's wrong?" My brother asked.
"I don't know. My stomach hurts bad," I cried out.
"Let's get you out of here." Devon said as he lifted me up.
He carried me backstage where a worried Jeff waited.
"Stacy, baby. Are you ok?" He asked.
All I could do was groan. They ran me to the trainer. They laid me on the table.
"Stacy, tell me what's the matter." The trainer said calmly.
"My stomach hurts so badly." I cried.
"When did it start hurting?" He asked.
"When I fell off the apron." I wailed as I held my stomach in pain.
"Are you pregnant?" He asked.
"I don't know, why?" I sobbed.
"Cuz if you're pregnant and you fell, you might be having a miscarriage. We're going to take you to the hospital to check you out." He said.
I looked at Jeff and Mathew with painful, panicked eyes. Jeff held my hand and stroked my hair.
"It's going to be ok baby." He soothed.
I was put in the ambulance and Mathew got in with me since Jeff had a match later that night, but he said he would be there as soon as he could. At the hospital they did tests and when they were done they brought Mathew in.
"Well after running all these tests we have concluded you are indeed pregnant and you are so lucky you didn't lose the baby tonight. Now we are going to keep you here over night for observation, but then when you get released I want you to see a dr. every month okay?" He said.
"How far along am I?" I asked.
"About 3 to 4 weeks. Now get some rest and I will check up on you in the morning." He said as he left.
I sat there thinking about it and then it hit me. I started crying.
"Sis, what's wrong?" Mathew asked.
"3 to 4 weeks ago is when Shannon....when he raped me. My god what if it's Shannon's and not Jeff's? Mathew what am I going to do?" I cried.
"Shh.....Listen, forget about Shannon. No matter what this is Jeff's and your baby okay?" He said looking into my eyes.
I thought about it and he is right. Jeff and I are getting married and we deserve this. Plus Jeff and I are working hard on starting a family so I can do this.
"Okay Spiky." I said.
After waiting 10 more minutes, Jeff came running in. He ran to my side and took my hand.
"Baby, are you ok? What did the doctor say?" He asked quickly with worry.
"I'm fine. The doctor said I'm pregnant." I said.
"You're pregnant? I'm going to be a dad?" He said with hope, shock, and happiness his voice.
I nodded and smiled.
"Is the baby ok?" He asked worriedly.
"The baby is fine sweetie." I said as I caressed his face.
He smiled and kissed me.
"I'm so happy I could just die." He smiled.
The happiness on his face said it all. I couldn't let him know about Shannon and I couldn't let Shannon know about the baby. This is Jeff's baby now and for always. I looked at Mathew and he smiled and nodded.
"Well sis, I am going to go back to the arena and tell Vince what's up, but I'll see you tomorrow morning ok?" He said.
"Ok Spiky." I said.
With a kiss on the forehead he left. Jeff crawled in with me and held me.
"A baby, my baby" He said as he stroked my belly.
"Are you happy?" I asked.
"Ecstatic" He said as he kissed me.
I curled into him and we both fell asleep holding each other.
Meanwhile......Mathew went to the arena. He saw Mark, Devon, and Rayne.
"Is Stacy okay?" Rayne asked.
"She's pregnant."
"She's pregnant? That's awesome." Mark said.
"You're going to be an uncle congratulations." Devon said.
After talking to them and giving them all a hug he went and told Vince about the baby as he told Vince he didn't know Shannon was around the corner listening.
"Stacy's 3 to 4 weeks pregnant?" He said to himself.
He looked up as if he just realized something.
"My baby. Now she has to be with me," He said with an evil, insane smile.