Hey ya'll! Sorry it took me so long to get this next ch up, but I had so
much this week. I had student training all week and then I had practice for
band Thursday, and a game to train Friday, so I finally found time to get
this chapter up! Thanks to my 2 reviewers, KanesAngel16 and SandraSmitt19.
Ok, enough chat, on with the chapter!
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"Good, so you're going to call her now and tell her?" Marissa asks, smiling.
"When I said it was over, I meant between you and me," Shane states.
"What?!" Marissa screams, "you can't do this to me!"
"I'm sorry, I just can't put up with your shit any more."
"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU CHOSE THAT LITTLE WHORE OVER ME!"
"Leave Liz out of this! She has nothing to do with it at all. I've had enough of your bitching and I can't take it anymore!" Shane shouts at Marissa while grabbing his coat, " get your stuff out of my house by tomorrow."
Shane slams the door and gets in his car. He drives over to Liz's apartment and he rings the bell. A sleepy Liz opens the door.
"Shane, Hi," she says, yawning.
"Can I come in?" He asks, looking up at her.
"Yeah, sure." Liz steps aside, allowing him to enter, " is something wrong?"
"Well, yeah, see, um, Marissa and I had a fight and we decided to call it quits," Shane explains.
"Oh my god! What do you mean? Divorce?" she gasps.
"Yeah, it was the last straw, I couldn't take her anymore," he says, " I thought I loved her."
"You did, Shane-o. Listen, everything will be fine, just don't let her get to you."
"I won't, thanks Lizzie."
Shane gives her a hug and then leans back on the couch.
"Want me to get the guest bed ready?" Liz asks, smiling.
"Would you?"
"Sure, it'll be a second," she heads down the hall to the guest bedroom.
Liz gets the bed ready and Shane settles in as Liz heads off to her own bedroom.
*~* Next Morning *~*
Shane groans and sits up, scratching his bare chest. He slowly gets out of bed and pulls on his pants and a shirt. As he heads out to the kitchen, he's hit with a wonderful smell.
"Morning sunshine," Liz giggles, glancing over her shoulder.
"Shut up," Shane grumbles, sitting down at the table.
"Here you go, this will cheer ya up," she places a plate of eggs, toast, and hash browns in front of him.
"Thanks Lizzie. So are you going to the ball tonight?"
"Yeah, Shane said he'd take me. Are you still going?"
"I have no choice, I have to be there."
Liz nods in understandment. They finish eating and then they clean up.
"Alright, I'm going to head out, I'll see you later," Shane says, giving Liz a hug.
"Ok, bye Shane'O."
As Shane heads back to his house, his cell phone rings.
"Shane McMahon."
"Hey it's Paul."
"Hey, what's up?"
"Not much, so what happened?"
"What do you mean?"
"With you and Marissa."
"How'd you hear?"
"So it's true? You're getting a divorce?"
"Yeah I've had enough. You know we were having troubles."
"Yeah, It's for the best. You still going to the ball?"
"I have to, I'm a McMahon."
"Right, well better let you go. Talk to you later."
"Bye Paul."
Shane hangs up as he pulls into the driveway. He heads upstairs to his bedroom and lies down on the bed. Shane glances over at the clock and notices the time, 12:15. 'Good, I have time to take a quick nap,' Shane thinks to himself.
*~* 4:15 PM*~*
Shane groans and stretches. He slowly gets out of bed and heads into the bathroom to change. An hour later, he's headed to his parent's house. He walks into the foyer and looks around.
"Shane!" Shane whips around to see his sister walking down the stairs, "where's Marissa?"
"You don't know? We decided to split, she was just too much for me," Shane answers.
"Finally! I couldn't stand her. Is Liz coming?" Stephanie asks as Paul joins her, she glances over to him.
"Yeah, she's coming with Shane Helms."
"Good! When is she going to be here?"
"Pretty soon, why all the questions?"
"No reason."
Shane rolls his eyes and heads into the ballroom. A little while later, he hears the doorbell ring and he heads out to greet the guests. As one of the maids opens the door, Shane stops dead in his tracks and his mouth drops. There standing in front of him is Liz. She's wearing a strapless red, sparkly dress with her hair piled on top of her head in curls. The dress clings to her curves and it reaches the floor.
"Shane? Are you alright?" Liz asks, tilting her head to the side.
"What? Oh, sorry, I'm fine," he answers, snapping out of his trance.
"Ok, you kept staring at me, is something wrong?" she asks as her and Shane Helms step into the house.
"No, you look wonderful," he admits, causing her to blush.
The three head into the ballroom and little by little, more couples arrive. By 7:30, everyone's there, having a great time. Shane watches as Liz laughs at one of Helm's jokes. They stand up and head out onto the dance floor.
"Why don't you ask her to dance?" Paul suggests, causing Shane to glance up.
"I don't think so," he replies.
"Why not? The nerd won't mind," Paul jokes.
As the song ends, a slow song blares thru the sound system.
"Here's your chance to ask her, go on," he urges Shane.
Shane stands up and walks out onto the dance floor, he sees Helms and Liz dancing and he heads over towards them. Tapping Helms on the shoulder, Shane speaks up over the music.
"Can I cut in?" He asks.
Helms nods and steps away. Shane places his hands on her hips as she wraps her arms around his strong neck.
"Are you having fun?" Shane asks, his breath on her neck.
"I'm having a blast, how about you?" She replies.
"I'm having fun."
"That's good."
They dance until the song ends. They slowly pull away from each other, but suddenly, someone bumps into Liz, knocking her into Shane, who catches and steadies her.
"You ok Lizzie?" Shane asks, suddenly getting lost in her chocolate eyes.
"Yeah, I'm ok, don't worry about me," Liz reassures him, staring back into his deep eyes.
"I gotta, you never know when you're going to do something stupid," Shane jokes.
"Oh shut up, you do stupid things too," Liz argues placing her hands on her hips.
"So?" Shane simply says.
"What kind of comeback is that?" she giggles.
"I don't know," he laughs, "come on, let's go sit down."
He leads her over to the table and pulls out a chair for her. Liz thanks him and Shane sits down next to her. They talk for a while until Helms comes over.
"Ready to go, Liz?" He asks, smiling at her.
"Yeah, hold on a second," Liz replies as her and Shane stand, "I had fun tonight, I'll call you later, ok?"
Liz leans over and kisses his cheek softly, "Bye."
"Bye," Shane replies as he watches her walk away.
When she's gone, he smiles to himself and decides to head home. As he's driving home, he starts to think about tonight.
"I really had fun with her," he thinks to himself, "she looked great. I can't believe she kissed me! Wait, she really didn't kiss me, it was just a peck on the cheek. Why am I thinking about her?"
Shane shakes his head and turns on the radio, hoping to drown out his own mind. He arrives home and heads straight to his office. As he works on some papers, the phone rings.
"Shane McMahon."
"Hey sporto!" Liz says happily.
"Hey Lizzie, how's it going?"
"Good, listen, the reason I called was I wanted to ask you something."
"OK, ask away."
Ok, um, do you think you could teach me how to wrestle?"
"Lizzie, I don't know," he starts, only to be cut off by her.
"Shane! Please! You said you'd teach me some day and I want to now."
"Why do you bring this up now?"
"No reason, I just want to know how, please!"
"Alright, fine, when do you want to start?"
"Tomorrow!" She exclaims happily.
"Fine, I'll meet you at the gym at 7 is that ok?"
"Yeah! Thanks so much Shane, you're a doll!"
"Yeah, Yeah, see you tomorrow."
"Bye Shane'O
"Bye."
They hang up and Shane gets back to working. An hour later, he heads up to bed and soon drifts off into a peaceful slumber.
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Hey ya'll! Sorry I didn't get this up sooner, last week was crazy because I had to stay after till 7:30 for training, and I was just so tired, also, Saturday was my b-day so I was busy. Please read and review.
Much Love,
Laura
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"Good, so you're going to call her now and tell her?" Marissa asks, smiling.
"When I said it was over, I meant between you and me," Shane states.
"What?!" Marissa screams, "you can't do this to me!"
"I'm sorry, I just can't put up with your shit any more."
"I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU CHOSE THAT LITTLE WHORE OVER ME!"
"Leave Liz out of this! She has nothing to do with it at all. I've had enough of your bitching and I can't take it anymore!" Shane shouts at Marissa while grabbing his coat, " get your stuff out of my house by tomorrow."
Shane slams the door and gets in his car. He drives over to Liz's apartment and he rings the bell. A sleepy Liz opens the door.
"Shane, Hi," she says, yawning.
"Can I come in?" He asks, looking up at her.
"Yeah, sure." Liz steps aside, allowing him to enter, " is something wrong?"
"Well, yeah, see, um, Marissa and I had a fight and we decided to call it quits," Shane explains.
"Oh my god! What do you mean? Divorce?" she gasps.
"Yeah, it was the last straw, I couldn't take her anymore," he says, " I thought I loved her."
"You did, Shane-o. Listen, everything will be fine, just don't let her get to you."
"I won't, thanks Lizzie."
Shane gives her a hug and then leans back on the couch.
"Want me to get the guest bed ready?" Liz asks, smiling.
"Would you?"
"Sure, it'll be a second," she heads down the hall to the guest bedroom.
Liz gets the bed ready and Shane settles in as Liz heads off to her own bedroom.
*~* Next Morning *~*
Shane groans and sits up, scratching his bare chest. He slowly gets out of bed and pulls on his pants and a shirt. As he heads out to the kitchen, he's hit with a wonderful smell.
"Morning sunshine," Liz giggles, glancing over her shoulder.
"Shut up," Shane grumbles, sitting down at the table.
"Here you go, this will cheer ya up," she places a plate of eggs, toast, and hash browns in front of him.
"Thanks Lizzie. So are you going to the ball tonight?"
"Yeah, Shane said he'd take me. Are you still going?"
"I have no choice, I have to be there."
Liz nods in understandment. They finish eating and then they clean up.
"Alright, I'm going to head out, I'll see you later," Shane says, giving Liz a hug.
"Ok, bye Shane'O."
As Shane heads back to his house, his cell phone rings.
"Shane McMahon."
"Hey it's Paul."
"Hey, what's up?"
"Not much, so what happened?"
"What do you mean?"
"With you and Marissa."
"How'd you hear?"
"So it's true? You're getting a divorce?"
"Yeah I've had enough. You know we were having troubles."
"Yeah, It's for the best. You still going to the ball?"
"I have to, I'm a McMahon."
"Right, well better let you go. Talk to you later."
"Bye Paul."
Shane hangs up as he pulls into the driveway. He heads upstairs to his bedroom and lies down on the bed. Shane glances over at the clock and notices the time, 12:15. 'Good, I have time to take a quick nap,' Shane thinks to himself.
*~* 4:15 PM*~*
Shane groans and stretches. He slowly gets out of bed and heads into the bathroom to change. An hour later, he's headed to his parent's house. He walks into the foyer and looks around.
"Shane!" Shane whips around to see his sister walking down the stairs, "where's Marissa?"
"You don't know? We decided to split, she was just too much for me," Shane answers.
"Finally! I couldn't stand her. Is Liz coming?" Stephanie asks as Paul joins her, she glances over to him.
"Yeah, she's coming with Shane Helms."
"Good! When is she going to be here?"
"Pretty soon, why all the questions?"
"No reason."
Shane rolls his eyes and heads into the ballroom. A little while later, he hears the doorbell ring and he heads out to greet the guests. As one of the maids opens the door, Shane stops dead in his tracks and his mouth drops. There standing in front of him is Liz. She's wearing a strapless red, sparkly dress with her hair piled on top of her head in curls. The dress clings to her curves and it reaches the floor.
"Shane? Are you alright?" Liz asks, tilting her head to the side.
"What? Oh, sorry, I'm fine," he answers, snapping out of his trance.
"Ok, you kept staring at me, is something wrong?" she asks as her and Shane Helms step into the house.
"No, you look wonderful," he admits, causing her to blush.
The three head into the ballroom and little by little, more couples arrive. By 7:30, everyone's there, having a great time. Shane watches as Liz laughs at one of Helm's jokes. They stand up and head out onto the dance floor.
"Why don't you ask her to dance?" Paul suggests, causing Shane to glance up.
"I don't think so," he replies.
"Why not? The nerd won't mind," Paul jokes.
As the song ends, a slow song blares thru the sound system.
"Here's your chance to ask her, go on," he urges Shane.
Shane stands up and walks out onto the dance floor, he sees Helms and Liz dancing and he heads over towards them. Tapping Helms on the shoulder, Shane speaks up over the music.
"Can I cut in?" He asks.
Helms nods and steps away. Shane places his hands on her hips as she wraps her arms around his strong neck.
"Are you having fun?" Shane asks, his breath on her neck.
"I'm having a blast, how about you?" She replies.
"I'm having fun."
"That's good."
They dance until the song ends. They slowly pull away from each other, but suddenly, someone bumps into Liz, knocking her into Shane, who catches and steadies her.
"You ok Lizzie?" Shane asks, suddenly getting lost in her chocolate eyes.
"Yeah, I'm ok, don't worry about me," Liz reassures him, staring back into his deep eyes.
"I gotta, you never know when you're going to do something stupid," Shane jokes.
"Oh shut up, you do stupid things too," Liz argues placing her hands on her hips.
"So?" Shane simply says.
"What kind of comeback is that?" she giggles.
"I don't know," he laughs, "come on, let's go sit down."
He leads her over to the table and pulls out a chair for her. Liz thanks him and Shane sits down next to her. They talk for a while until Helms comes over.
"Ready to go, Liz?" He asks, smiling at her.
"Yeah, hold on a second," Liz replies as her and Shane stand, "I had fun tonight, I'll call you later, ok?"
Liz leans over and kisses his cheek softly, "Bye."
"Bye," Shane replies as he watches her walk away.
When she's gone, he smiles to himself and decides to head home. As he's driving home, he starts to think about tonight.
"I really had fun with her," he thinks to himself, "she looked great. I can't believe she kissed me! Wait, she really didn't kiss me, it was just a peck on the cheek. Why am I thinking about her?"
Shane shakes his head and turns on the radio, hoping to drown out his own mind. He arrives home and heads straight to his office. As he works on some papers, the phone rings.
"Shane McMahon."
"Hey sporto!" Liz says happily.
"Hey Lizzie, how's it going?"
"Good, listen, the reason I called was I wanted to ask you something."
"OK, ask away."
Ok, um, do you think you could teach me how to wrestle?"
"Lizzie, I don't know," he starts, only to be cut off by her.
"Shane! Please! You said you'd teach me some day and I want to now."
"Why do you bring this up now?"
"No reason, I just want to know how, please!"
"Alright, fine, when do you want to start?"
"Tomorrow!" She exclaims happily.
"Fine, I'll meet you at the gym at 7 is that ok?"
"Yeah! Thanks so much Shane, you're a doll!"
"Yeah, Yeah, see you tomorrow."
"Bye Shane'O
"Bye."
They hang up and Shane gets back to working. An hour later, he heads up to bed and soon drifts off into a peaceful slumber.
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Hey ya'll! Sorry I didn't get this up sooner, last week was crazy because I had to stay after till 7:30 for training, and I was just so tired, also, Saturday was my b-day so I was busy. Please read and review.
Much Love,
Laura