Cry Me A River
By Kyizi
Disclaimer: The characters do not belong to me, only the story does.
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: This will take place just before Summerslam and lead up to and through that event (possibly even a little after it)
Summary: After Matt turns on her again, Lita finds help and perhaps even love in the most unexpected place
Feedback: Always! :)
Pairings: Lita/Shawn, Lillian/RVD, Jeff/Torrie
Email: wwekyizific@hotmail.com
NOTE: Er - oops! After getting a swift kick up the arse from Devil Child, I decided to quickly write another chapter before she beat me up! Then I realised, I hadn't posted this one yet, eek! Here it is! :)
Notes: This idea seemed quite popular, which really surprised me! I love Shawn Michaels and I had to have a fic that included him, so I'm glad you're all interested in reading it!
PLEASE NOTE: In this fic, Shawn Michaels is not married and does not have a kid. The references HHH made when Shawn challenged him to the match were to his nephew (he now has one!) and those specifically about his wife were HHH saying it'd stop him having a relationship in the future. *Lita is not injured in this fic, and when Matt turned on Jeff, Lita was there as well, and he revealed a little something else.* Also, adding another week before the run up to Summerslam! Just so my characters get to beat some people up!
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PART 4
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"Well, what's wrong? You look a little surprised to see me," he laughed and a chill ran down her spine. She glanced quickly about her instantly realising that there was no way out. There were only stairs and she knew it was late, there wasn't likely to be many people wandering about the hotel at this time of night. His hands were placed at either side of her and there was nowhere to go. He had her right where he wanted her. "No point in trying to run, Lita, there's nowhere you can go. See, all the doors are locked right up to the third floor. Want to know how I know that? Because I have a girlfriend who listens and does as I ask. I have a girlfriend who actually cares about me."
Lita narrowed her eyes. "You have a lap dog, Matt and trust me when I say I am so over you. I tried to hold on to who you were but I stopped loving you months ago, I was just too foolish to realise it 'til now."
"Pretty words, Li, but they're not true and we both know it," He pressed her further into the wall, rubbing against her and she tried to push him away. "Oh, you like that? Wait, I know you do, I dated you for so long. Too long."
"You don't need to remind me of that. I know. So why don't you get lost and find your little tramp. Ah!" She screamed as he pulled her hair, leaning right into her face, not giving her an inch to move.
"I think you'd better watch your words about Dawn-Marie, she's more of a woman that you could ever be."
"Has less of a brain for you to argue with, you mean."
"Don't tell me what I mean!"
"Matt let go, you're hurting me,"
"Like you hurt me tonight, you mean?"
"What?" she frowned but drew back in fear when his angry eyes levelled off with hers again.
"Oh, didn't you know the cameras caught that little scene in the dressing room? I saw the way you were eyeing up Michaels. Now we both know you were wishin' he was me but I don't take kindly to your wand'rin' eye. And as for Jeff, well I know you two have been at it for months."
"Matt we are not together anymore! It's no difference to you if I eye up every man on both rosters, or sleep with them for that matter! Jeff and I are just friends but even if we weren't that is none of your business!"
"You will not humiliate me!"
"Like you did to me you mean?" He pulled her hair again and she screamed as he cupped her chin fiercely with his other hand.
"Listen to me, you will do as I say and you will like it. If you want Jeff to live through Summerslam you will lose and you will do what I say when I say it. If I say I want you in my bed tonight, you will be there. If I say I want you to make sure Michaels is injured in his match on Monday, you will make sure that he is and if I say I want you to make sure you and Jeff lose at Summerslam, you will lose. And Lita? I'm saying, so these things had better happen. So, I'll see you tonight."
"Only in your dreams, Matt."
He threw her to the ground and held her arms to the floor, securing her underneath him. "I said you will do as I say and."
Lita screamed as he suddenly fell on her. A moment later the weight was pulled away and she sat up, pulling herself into the corner wide-eyed.
"Well, someone has a hero complex this evening. Two in one night, what, you trying out to be Superman."
"Considering I currently have you at a disadvantage, Hardy, I'd watch what you're saying. See this fist?" Matt simply smirked until the fist made contact with his eye. "How about now? Trust me when I say it is taking all my willpower not to kill you right now, but I have a feeling that Jeff will want to take care of that a week on Sunday."
"Come on Michaels, we all know you're a has been." Matt tried to laugh but didn't get far before Shawn's fist made contact with his other eye and then his lip.
"Don't push me, Matt, don't push me," Shawn stared the younger man down, a deadly look in his eye. "Now it's your turn to listen. You will do as I say and you will like it. If you want to live until Summerslam you will leave Lita and Jeff alone. If you want to be any use to anyone in bed tonight, you will not piss me off or I will let Lita remove the problem. If I say I want you to head to your room and not surface that scrawny little ass of yours until it's absolutely necessary, you will do so. And Matt? I'm saying, so these things had better happen. I will see you on Smackdown! the week after Summerslam. I hear Edge wants to kick your ass this week for what you did to his friends, and you might need a weeks rest after that. You'll keep, and I can wait."
"You.you're not on Smackdown!" Matt said nervously, licking some of the blood from his lip.
Shawn smiled and leaned closer to him, a dangerous glint still present in his eye. "Oh, you seem to be forgetting that I've been in this business a long, long time. You don't go on for that long without being owed a few favours. And since I'm beating the crap out of her ex at Summerslam, I think Steph will be quite receptive. We go way back, you see. So trust me, Matthew, I will see you in the ring two weeks Thursday."
"But your back."
"Oh, don't you worry about that. I'll take care of Triple H.and then whatever's left of you after Summerslam will be mine. And Matt, if you ever even think about breathing in Lita's direction again, let alone think of actually touching her, you *won't* live to regret it. Understood."
Shawn took a minute before letting Matt go, watching after him as he scurried up the stairs. He turned to face Lita, frowning as he saw her curled up in the corner. He leaned closer to her and took a few steps towards her, reaching out a hand.
"I promise I won't hurt you. Let me take you to your hotel room."
Lita stared at him for a minute. "He was actually going to hurt me," she said softly.
Shawn cursed and crouched down in front of her. "I know he was, sweetie. But I promise that from now on he won't get close enough to you to even think about it."
"Why are you being so nice? You don't even know me."
Shawn smiled. "Yes I do," at the frown on her face, his grin widened. "I can see it in your eyes, Lita. And trust me, honey, you're worth saving."
The redhead smiled a little and reached out to take his hand. "Something tells me you'd help me even if you thought I wasn't."
"No one deserves to be treated like that. Not Lillian, not you, not anyone" He followed her lead towards her hotel room but didn't let go of her hand. "I know you can take care of yourself, but."
"Well, I wasn't doing a very good job of it this time."
"'Course you weren't. You loved him for a long time and if you'd ever thought him capable of that then I doubt you'd have ever fallen in love with him. He caught you off guard, honey, I think you were too shocked to fight back."
"Not next time," the redhead vowed, pulling open the door with her free hand and leading Shawn down the hallway towards the room she was sharing with Jeff.
"There will not be a next time," the tone in Shawn's voice caused her to stop and she turned to face him. "And if he even thinks about it, I will beat him to a bloody pulp."
Lita stood in silence, a little shocked to see the sincerity and fierceness that was in his eyes. "I.thank you, Shawn, but this isn't your fight."
"It shouldn't be yours either. What Matt just tried to do deserves a beating."
"What did Matt just try?"
They both looked up at the frantic voice. Lita turned around and found herself instantly under inspection from both Jeff and Edge. Shawn noticed that there was a door open a few paces from where they were standing.
"He just got a little rough with me in the stair well, that's all. Shawn helped."
"He was more than a little rough, Lita," When she turned and glared at him, Shawn raised his eyebrows and stepped a little closer to her. "Protecting Jeff from this will only make things worse. Matt tried to hurt you and he tried to force himself on you, that's not okay, Lita and whatever is left of him when the three of you are finished with him is mine."
Lita scowled and put her hands on her hips. "I'm thankful you were there tonight, Shawn, I won't lie about that, but you are not here to fight my battles for me."
Shawn smiled. "Glad to see there's still fire in you, and trust me, Lita, if I thought this was just your fight, I wouldn't get involved, but I think it's too late for that. Before I saw who he was talking to, I heard what he said. He wanted me out of the equation before I helped you. I think we just found out who Hunter's new friend is."
"What new friend? I don't get it."
"Eh, guys?" Lita and Shawn turned to face Jeff again. "I think we should take this inside, it's getting a little.serious to be talking about it out here."
They both nodded and Edge took Lita's arm, frowning when he saw her wince. "You sure you're okay, honey?"
She smiled up at him. "I'm okay, I just hurt my elbow."
"No, Lita, Matt hurt your elbow," she looked up at Jeff as they entered the room and he reached out to cup her face. "And he has to pay for it."
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End of Part 4
Okay, so I decided to have him save her after all! I'm having lots of fun with this , hope you're enjoying reading!
Feedback is always appreciated :)
By Kyizi
Disclaimer: The characters do not belong to me, only the story does.
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: This will take place just before Summerslam and lead up to and through that event (possibly even a little after it)
Summary: After Matt turns on her again, Lita finds help and perhaps even love in the most unexpected place
Feedback: Always! :)
Pairings: Lita/Shawn, Lillian/RVD, Jeff/Torrie
Email: wwekyizific@hotmail.com
NOTE: Er - oops! After getting a swift kick up the arse from Devil Child, I decided to quickly write another chapter before she beat me up! Then I realised, I hadn't posted this one yet, eek! Here it is! :)
Notes: This idea seemed quite popular, which really surprised me! I love Shawn Michaels and I had to have a fic that included him, so I'm glad you're all interested in reading it!
PLEASE NOTE: In this fic, Shawn Michaels is not married and does not have a kid. The references HHH made when Shawn challenged him to the match were to his nephew (he now has one!) and those specifically about his wife were HHH saying it'd stop him having a relationship in the future. *Lita is not injured in this fic, and when Matt turned on Jeff, Lita was there as well, and he revealed a little something else.* Also, adding another week before the run up to Summerslam! Just so my characters get to beat some people up!
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PART 4
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"Well, what's wrong? You look a little surprised to see me," he laughed and a chill ran down her spine. She glanced quickly about her instantly realising that there was no way out. There were only stairs and she knew it was late, there wasn't likely to be many people wandering about the hotel at this time of night. His hands were placed at either side of her and there was nowhere to go. He had her right where he wanted her. "No point in trying to run, Lita, there's nowhere you can go. See, all the doors are locked right up to the third floor. Want to know how I know that? Because I have a girlfriend who listens and does as I ask. I have a girlfriend who actually cares about me."
Lita narrowed her eyes. "You have a lap dog, Matt and trust me when I say I am so over you. I tried to hold on to who you were but I stopped loving you months ago, I was just too foolish to realise it 'til now."
"Pretty words, Li, but they're not true and we both know it," He pressed her further into the wall, rubbing against her and she tried to push him away. "Oh, you like that? Wait, I know you do, I dated you for so long. Too long."
"You don't need to remind me of that. I know. So why don't you get lost and find your little tramp. Ah!" She screamed as he pulled her hair, leaning right into her face, not giving her an inch to move.
"I think you'd better watch your words about Dawn-Marie, she's more of a woman that you could ever be."
"Has less of a brain for you to argue with, you mean."
"Don't tell me what I mean!"
"Matt let go, you're hurting me,"
"Like you hurt me tonight, you mean?"
"What?" she frowned but drew back in fear when his angry eyes levelled off with hers again.
"Oh, didn't you know the cameras caught that little scene in the dressing room? I saw the way you were eyeing up Michaels. Now we both know you were wishin' he was me but I don't take kindly to your wand'rin' eye. And as for Jeff, well I know you two have been at it for months."
"Matt we are not together anymore! It's no difference to you if I eye up every man on both rosters, or sleep with them for that matter! Jeff and I are just friends but even if we weren't that is none of your business!"
"You will not humiliate me!"
"Like you did to me you mean?" He pulled her hair again and she screamed as he cupped her chin fiercely with his other hand.
"Listen to me, you will do as I say and you will like it. If you want Jeff to live through Summerslam you will lose and you will do what I say when I say it. If I say I want you in my bed tonight, you will be there. If I say I want you to make sure Michaels is injured in his match on Monday, you will make sure that he is and if I say I want you to make sure you and Jeff lose at Summerslam, you will lose. And Lita? I'm saying, so these things had better happen. So, I'll see you tonight."
"Only in your dreams, Matt."
He threw her to the ground and held her arms to the floor, securing her underneath him. "I said you will do as I say and."
Lita screamed as he suddenly fell on her. A moment later the weight was pulled away and she sat up, pulling herself into the corner wide-eyed.
"Well, someone has a hero complex this evening. Two in one night, what, you trying out to be Superman."
"Considering I currently have you at a disadvantage, Hardy, I'd watch what you're saying. See this fist?" Matt simply smirked until the fist made contact with his eye. "How about now? Trust me when I say it is taking all my willpower not to kill you right now, but I have a feeling that Jeff will want to take care of that a week on Sunday."
"Come on Michaels, we all know you're a has been." Matt tried to laugh but didn't get far before Shawn's fist made contact with his other eye and then his lip.
"Don't push me, Matt, don't push me," Shawn stared the younger man down, a deadly look in his eye. "Now it's your turn to listen. You will do as I say and you will like it. If you want to live until Summerslam you will leave Lita and Jeff alone. If you want to be any use to anyone in bed tonight, you will not piss me off or I will let Lita remove the problem. If I say I want you to head to your room and not surface that scrawny little ass of yours until it's absolutely necessary, you will do so. And Matt? I'm saying, so these things had better happen. I will see you on Smackdown! the week after Summerslam. I hear Edge wants to kick your ass this week for what you did to his friends, and you might need a weeks rest after that. You'll keep, and I can wait."
"You.you're not on Smackdown!" Matt said nervously, licking some of the blood from his lip.
Shawn smiled and leaned closer to him, a dangerous glint still present in his eye. "Oh, you seem to be forgetting that I've been in this business a long, long time. You don't go on for that long without being owed a few favours. And since I'm beating the crap out of her ex at Summerslam, I think Steph will be quite receptive. We go way back, you see. So trust me, Matthew, I will see you in the ring two weeks Thursday."
"But your back."
"Oh, don't you worry about that. I'll take care of Triple H.and then whatever's left of you after Summerslam will be mine. And Matt, if you ever even think about breathing in Lita's direction again, let alone think of actually touching her, you *won't* live to regret it. Understood."
Shawn took a minute before letting Matt go, watching after him as he scurried up the stairs. He turned to face Lita, frowning as he saw her curled up in the corner. He leaned closer to her and took a few steps towards her, reaching out a hand.
"I promise I won't hurt you. Let me take you to your hotel room."
Lita stared at him for a minute. "He was actually going to hurt me," she said softly.
Shawn cursed and crouched down in front of her. "I know he was, sweetie. But I promise that from now on he won't get close enough to you to even think about it."
"Why are you being so nice? You don't even know me."
Shawn smiled. "Yes I do," at the frown on her face, his grin widened. "I can see it in your eyes, Lita. And trust me, honey, you're worth saving."
The redhead smiled a little and reached out to take his hand. "Something tells me you'd help me even if you thought I wasn't."
"No one deserves to be treated like that. Not Lillian, not you, not anyone" He followed her lead towards her hotel room but didn't let go of her hand. "I know you can take care of yourself, but."
"Well, I wasn't doing a very good job of it this time."
"'Course you weren't. You loved him for a long time and if you'd ever thought him capable of that then I doubt you'd have ever fallen in love with him. He caught you off guard, honey, I think you were too shocked to fight back."
"Not next time," the redhead vowed, pulling open the door with her free hand and leading Shawn down the hallway towards the room she was sharing with Jeff.
"There will not be a next time," the tone in Shawn's voice caused her to stop and she turned to face him. "And if he even thinks about it, I will beat him to a bloody pulp."
Lita stood in silence, a little shocked to see the sincerity and fierceness that was in his eyes. "I.thank you, Shawn, but this isn't your fight."
"It shouldn't be yours either. What Matt just tried to do deserves a beating."
"What did Matt just try?"
They both looked up at the frantic voice. Lita turned around and found herself instantly under inspection from both Jeff and Edge. Shawn noticed that there was a door open a few paces from where they were standing.
"He just got a little rough with me in the stair well, that's all. Shawn helped."
"He was more than a little rough, Lita," When she turned and glared at him, Shawn raised his eyebrows and stepped a little closer to her. "Protecting Jeff from this will only make things worse. Matt tried to hurt you and he tried to force himself on you, that's not okay, Lita and whatever is left of him when the three of you are finished with him is mine."
Lita scowled and put her hands on her hips. "I'm thankful you were there tonight, Shawn, I won't lie about that, but you are not here to fight my battles for me."
Shawn smiled. "Glad to see there's still fire in you, and trust me, Lita, if I thought this was just your fight, I wouldn't get involved, but I think it's too late for that. Before I saw who he was talking to, I heard what he said. He wanted me out of the equation before I helped you. I think we just found out who Hunter's new friend is."
"What new friend? I don't get it."
"Eh, guys?" Lita and Shawn turned to face Jeff again. "I think we should take this inside, it's getting a little.serious to be talking about it out here."
They both nodded and Edge took Lita's arm, frowning when he saw her wince. "You sure you're okay, honey?"
She smiled up at him. "I'm okay, I just hurt my elbow."
"No, Lita, Matt hurt your elbow," she looked up at Jeff as they entered the room and he reached out to cup her face. "And he has to pay for it."
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End of Part 4
Okay, so I decided to have him save her after all! I'm having lots of fun with this , hope you're enjoying reading!
Feedback is always appreciated :)