Don't Tell Me

Chapter 4: Anticipation

It is now late at night, around 8:00. Stephanie has brought Eugene back to his house and Hunter was expected to be there any minute. Steph was pacing in her living room, nervously awaiting his arrival. When he got there they would have close to two hours to talk, her parents were coming home around ten from a business trip and they didn't even know that she had a boyfriend, let alone one that was 21. "God when will he get here?" She asks herself as she looks back up at the clock for what seemed like the thousandth time. It was 8:03, he was 3 minutes late. And she didn't tolerate lateness. Especially when it was about something this important. Just as those words left her crimson lips the doorbell rang.

He was so freaked out about seeing her. As he was standing on her doorstep he wondered why. He had seen her plenty of times before. They had even gotten into bigger fights than this before and he was never this scared. Maybe this time he was because he knew that what he had done had just crossed the line. Plain and simple, he screwed up big time. He wouldn't really blame her if she didn't want to be with him or around him anymore. It's taking an awful long time to answer the door he thought. So he rang the doorbell again. This time he didn't have more than a millisecond to think before he was pulled inside the house with the door slammed and locked behind him. She took him be his wrist and led him upstairs to her room without any words. He tried to say something once and she shushed him. As soon as they were safely in her room she began to speak.

"I'm so sorry, My parents called and said that they got an earlier flight and will be here in like ½ an hour So we can't talk down stairs or they'll see us And they like both know that I'm home and they like told me not to go out anywhere So we're kinda stuck here in my room But we can talk here if you like, I mean, that's fine with you right? I hope it is since we like really don't have any other like choice." (That was for you Emma wink wink) She said all that in one breath, never taking a break to gather her thoughts.

"Ooo, kay... I guess that's cool."

"Good, cause we cant do it anywhere else. And we have to talk quietly too. We don't want them to hear us."

"But what will they think about my car in the driveway?"

"I'll tell them that I'm borrowing from a friend, they'll never think that anything is wrong." She smiled brightly and went to her mirror to reapply some black eyeliner.

"You are so smart, I think that's why I fell in love with you."

"You are so damn cute. I love you too. But, we really need to talk before anything else happens between us. Good, bad, or ugly. We NEED to talk."

"Okay, then talk away..." he motioned with his hand for her to start.

"Alrighty then. Why did you do it? Why'd you make me..."

Vince and Linda McMahon are driving on their street to their home in their black Cadillac. They were making idle chit chat with each other as Vince pulled into the driveway of the relatively expensive house. Both were looking forward to seeing the daughter that they hadn't seen in over a week. But as they stepped out Linda noticed a red Hummer sitting on the other side of her driveway. She knew that it hadn't been their before she left and it wasn't any of Stephanie's friends ( She knew that only Amanda and Marissa had cars) so she became suspicious. She looked in the window of the car and saw condoms in the passenger seat. She became extremely freaked out. Her baby girl was having sex.

"Vince!!!" she screamed for her husband, "I think Stephanie has a boy in the house!!!"

As soon as Vince hears those words he is upstairs in a flash. He flings Stephanie's door open to see her sitting on her bed with a much older guy. He flips out. " STEPHANIE MARIE McMAHON WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?!?!?!!?!?"

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