This is just a little part from all those weird things that came out of my mind… I'm not a born writer… unlike others. I'm sorry for the wrong grammars and don't expect that the words will be oh so deep… well, they're not. I'm definitely a wrestling addict, a die-hard fan, ultimate wrestling um… whatever you call it, that's why I totally respect the wrestlers/characters I used here. Sometimes they're out of character… especially Lisa… I don't think she's really like that.
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CHAPTER 2:
While Goldberg is still in Japan and they kept in touch through e-mail. Finally after almost two months of waiting, he's back. Of course Shawn will prepare something for him. He reserved a table for two in one of the finest restaurants in New York. He's so excited that he paid the restaurant double so they will be served well.
The next day, the crowd in the arena keeps on chanting Goldberg. Shawn really felt well about that, sort of welcome back chant. He waited for him in his room. An hour had passed and Goldberg's entrance music played. He watched for his arrival, in his television. Sparks flew, and there he was. Goldberg went to the ring, got a microphone and waited for the Goldberg chant to stop. " I know I don't have the right to say this but, finally… Goldberg has come back to New York City." As always, the crowd went wild. "I've been longing to have this opportunity again… being in front of all of you… and I'm up to beat up evolution and let…"
Suddenly, a girl…not just any girl… she went out towards the ring… it's Lisa, Goldberg's EX-girlfriend. Backstage, Shawn now has question marks on his head… wondering what the heck is she doing in here. Goldberg continually shouting at her, "Why are you here?" There where silence from the crowd. Lisa kept on walking around Goldberg. Finally she stopped, " Goldberg…" and then she… she… she kissed him. Goldberg pushed her away.
Shawn went to the ring, obviously very upset. He faced Goldberg eye to eye and… punched him so hard that Goldberg's nose is now bleeding. He rolled out of the ring and made the audience cover with shock. Goldberg wiped the blood while staring at him as he went out. "Back to you… Lisa… do you want a recap… you're my EX… EX-girlfriend. We're done… finish… through… and over." Goldberg said as he looks furiously at her. " I don't want to see you ever again." Goldberg now went backstage looking for Shawn.
"Have you seen Shawn out here?" he said. "I think he went that way," said one of the WWE crew backstage while pointing towards a hallway. Goldberg went looking for him non-stop.
Actually, Shawn is in a corner, where his tears drip through his face down his chin. He stood up and said to himself "All… wasted…" He punched the wall several times until his knuckles began to bleed. He now kept on knocking the wall with his head. Now his face is covered with blood. Hundreds of questions are now making Shawn's brain… drain. He's now encountering all kinds of pain and that made him pass out.
Goldberg is now on his way to his dressing room. On his way he still kept on looking around for Shawn. Then he saw him laid flat on the floor covered with blood… even the wall's now painted with it. He already knew what Shawn did. He immediately brought him to his dressing room. He then got a face towel and a basin full of water. Shawn's shirt is stained by blood so he carefully removed it … then he wiped away the blood covering his face, arms and chest.
He saw something out Shawn's pocket. He pulled it out… its Shawn's wallet. He then opened it… the first thing he saw are a couple of pictures of him, Shawn and Stone Cold… there are some cash and credit cards… then… a bunch of tickets and receipts… he read it. There were 2 front row tickets to an NBA game, NFL game, Formula one and couple of concerts… the receipt is from the restaurant Shawn reserved… he paid $ 40,000 for it… and it's dated that very day. He went to his cabinet and picked up his Harley Davidson jacket and let Shawn wore it. He then kissed his forehead went outside and called the restaurant.
"Hello, I want to reschedule the dinner reserved by Mr. Shawn Michaels." "Sir, it must be rescheduled by Mr. Shawn Michaels himself." Said the restaurant's manager. "He's actually sick right now, so he can't reschedule it himself… I'm willing to add any amount just to reschedule." desperately said by Goldberg. "Ok, I'll make an exception." he replied.
Goldberg knew that they couldn't stay in that dressing room all night. He made a decision to bring Shawn to his hotel. He laid Shawn in his living room for a while. "Hey Bill", shouted Austin. Goldberg opened the door then Austin suddenly popped out his beer straight to Goldberg's face. "Hey, why are you here? It's not yet Thursday." "I saw what happened awhile ago. I just want to check out if you're alright… you know." "Get in… there are a couple of beers in the refrigerator… go get it." As Austin walk towards the kitchen, "Is that who I think he is?" " Ya, that's him alright." replied Goldberg. " I think he got a little bit… um what's the term… ah… jealous… and he busted himself open. I saw him drowning in his own blood." "What in the damn world is he thinking? If he wanted to die… it's better if he got a rusty old gun, pointed it to his overloaded brain and then shoot… the faster he dies, the lesser the pain… Anyway, do you think he'll join us if he wakeup?" asked Austin. " Maybe… but I don't think he'll wakeup right away." "You better bring him to your room, if you don't want him to be woken" he replied.
While they watch Monday Night War, Austin asked "So, what's up with Lisaaaaaaaa?" "All I know is, I don't want to see her… ever. Now, do you think Shawn's mad at me?" said Goldberg. "He's undoubtedly burning like hell mad … but if you do something for him, I doubt if he'll be… I know, you know what I'm talking about." "You're out of your mind." said Goldberg. "Are you my best friend or what? … You know I'm always out of my mind… specially when this crazy SOB drinks his beer." "Hey you know what?" Bill suddenly remembered. "What?" Austin asked with one eyebrow up. "I found this receipt for a reservation in a restaurant in his wallet awhile ago, and it's dated today. Can you believe that he paid $40,000 for it?" said Goldberg. "So I'm not the only one out of mind." Austin replied. "I don't want to waste his money and time that's why I rescheduled it." said Goldberg. "I didn't know that you have brain and a heart… I thought you're only a big muscular Rattlesnake look-a-like who beats everybody's ass." Goldberg opened another can of beer and asked, "Are we really best friends?" They both laughed out loud.
Austin looked at the wall clock, "Damn, look at the time… so it's true, time do pass by so fast when you're having fun." "Told you Shawn won't wake up that soon… his head's probably all messed up… not to mention, it's all because me." "It's the bitch's fault… by the way, didn't you notice she's awfully boring." Austin said as if he has the problem. "Enough talk… gotta go to sleep… remember, I have this very special meeting with Shawn tomorrow." Goldberg said with a bit of smile in his face. "I think I better sleep here… why don't you get me a pillow and a blanket… don't forget the beer." said Austin, then he laid on the sofa and keeps changing the channel. "Give me a reason why you should sleep here" "I'll give you three reasons… first because I'm older than you… second because when Shawn wakes up he might beat the hell out of you, I know you won't fight back… I could control him you know… and last because stone cold said so. Now go get my beer." Austin immediately answered. "Sounds reasonable" he replied then laughed.
He was about to go to the kitchen, he turned back and said to Austin, "Wait, where the hell will I sleep?… You're in the sofa Shawn's in my bed." "You're still asking me that… don't be shy, go ahead sleep beside Shawn… I know you want to." Goldberg then sighed and went along to get what Austin asked for.
Goldberg now went to bed… he can't sleep actually… he can't keep on staring at Shawn. Shawn embraced him… it's totally unexpected for Goldberg. (Shawn is still sleeping and of course he has no idea on what he's doing.) Well he can't do anything about it… he embraced him also. Now he's very sleepy… he kissed Shawn's forehead again (for now… until forehead only… my fingers are trembling when I'm about to type lips… I'll think about it next time.)
Morning… "Hey your food's getting cold." Goldberg whispered to Shawn. Shawn gently opened his eyes; of course the first person he saw is Goldberg. He sat up holding his head cause it still hurts. Goldberg's in the other end of the bed with Shawn's breakfast. "Are you alright?" Shawn's catching his breath as if he ran for miles. "Yup…" he replied with that simple word, but still it's an answer. When Shawn seems to be all right already, he placed the tray (with Shawn's breakfast) in Shawn's lap. "You better eat now… we still have to attend a very important meeting with the board of directors later." He said. "How come I didn't know about that?" Shawn asked at a soft voice, obviously still hurt…maybe a bit. "How will you know… you're laying down in a corner covered with blood… in short you passed out." "How did I get here?" Shawn asked, everything's still not clear for him. "Why?… will I just leave you in that corner… you're now in my hotel, actually."
After he finished his breakfast, "Um… do you mind if I borrow some clothes? I'll give it back to you later." " Go ahead… just get what you want from the cabinet." replied Goldberg with a smile. He then took a bath then Goldberg after him.
"Who's that in the living room?" Shawn asked. "Oh him… Go look at it yourself… he actually slept here." Goldberg replied while putting his suit.
"Why didn't you slap the hell out of him?" Austin asked as he opened another can of beer. No words came out of Shawn's mouth. Goldberg walked towards them, "Let's go… hey Austin, are you sure you don't want to come?" he said while fixing his suit. "Nah, I bet those dumbass won't even come anyway." replied Austin. "Fine… go ahead and drink your beer all day." said Goldberg. "Oh sure I will… just go and have a nice day." He replied with a weird smile.
On the way, Goldberg bought new clothes for Shawn. He then saw the restaurant he reserved yesterday and it made him a little nervous. Then, Goldberg parked it right at the front of the restaurant and it made his heart pump so fast. "What the hell are you waiting for?… let's go." Goldberg said while standing near his car's door. Shawn took a deep breath went out and followed Goldberg.
They sat down then Goldberg said "I guess Austin's right… they're not here." There where silence for a few seconds. "You reserved this yesterday, right?" and again Goldberg said with a smile. "How did you know?" "Saw you're wallet last night… I know you really wanted this, that's why I rescheduled it… for you." Shawn doesn't really know what to say… in short, he's speechless.
They talked about what happened the months Goldberg were gone. The money they paid for the restaurant was worth it. They were served well.
"Thanks" Shawn said. "For what?" he replied. "For everything… you helped me a lot. All the things they said about you, and what I knew about you, as my best friend (before) was true. I just have one request." "Go ahead" said Goldberg. "Pls. don't ever leave me." Goldberg replied to him with no hesitation, "Why would I ever leave the best person that came into my life! I'll surely keep you for good."
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