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(A/N: Racist remarks in this section...and wouldn't you know who they came from? Jake of course...as much as I hate to do it...its a part of the story...one of the many reasons Brittany hates Jake so much.)
Shelton kissed her. He immediately pulled away.
Shelton: I-I'm sorry...I shouldn't have done that!
Brittany:Don't worry about it. I kissed you back.
Brittany/Shelton: So...
Shelton: Haha, yeah...so anyway, I saw you in the ring.
Brittany: Yeah, I kind of figured that you did. I mean there is a t.v. in here.
Shelton: Yeah you got people talking, that's for sure.
Brittany: Just what I wanted. I intended to have them asking questions.
Shelton: You look tired
Brittany: I am kind of tired now that you mention it.
Shelton: Maybe you should go back to the hotel.
Brittany: But I was hoping to meet people today, and besides, I don't have a ride to the hotel.
Shelton: Well, I know I said that I was going to stick around, but I can go early and take you to the hotel then you can meet everyone tomorrow.
Brittany: Sounds like a plan.
So Brittany and Shelton left the arena together. Unknown to them, they were followed out of the arena and all the way to the hotel. this person was hiding in the shadows watching Shelton and Brittany say goodnight.
Shelton: So what time do you want me to come get you tomorrow?
Brittany:Hmmm...how 'bout around 10:30 tomorrow morning?
Shelton: Ok, I'll set up an early lunch with everyone then.
Brittany: Sounds good. I'll see you tomorrow.
Shelton: Yeah, see you tomorrow.
Brittany watched as Shelton went to his room which was across the hall and to the right of hers. She turned around and got out the key so that she could get into her room. before she could get the key into the lock, however, someone snuck up behind her and put her in a sleeper hold. She'd been expecting it though (she'd realized her and Shelton were being followed about half way through the parking lot) and quickly broke out of the hold.
M/V: You little slut...you're mine and you're going to pay dearly. I saw you kissing that nig...
Brittany: Don't even finish that sentence Jake.
Jake: Oooo sore spot ain't it?
Brittany: You know how much I hate those kind of remarks...you're trying to get me to raise to the bait...well it ain't going to work.
Jake: What's wrong red skin? Can't take hearing a couple of words? I always knew you were soft...
SMACK!
Brittany: That's for being a facist pig.
SMACK!
Brittany: That's for calling me a red skin.
SMACK!
Brittany: That's for just being you.
She kicked him in the groin.
Brittany: And that...that's for everything you've threatened to do to me and for being disrespectful to me and Shelton.
She turned around and was getting ready to go into her room when again, Jake came up behind her. He grabbed her shoulder and turned her around. He grabbed her throat and pushed her against a wall.
Jake: Now look here, you little bitch. You think you can hit me and get away with it? I'll show you what happens when you fuck with me! Now where the hell is that key?
While Jake was going through her purse to find her key, Brittany was trying to stay concious and get out of this. Then she remembered seeing the movie "Enough"...how was it that she got out of the choke? Oh yeah...
Jake there it is...now come on...SHIT!
Brittany had lifted one arm up and over his arms, and then elbowed him in the face. She picked up the nearest thing to her, which just happened to be a glass vase, and broke it over his head, successfully knocking him out. She grabbed her purse and ran to Shelton's door. She knocked and was trying very hard not to cry. After all crying makes you weak.
(IN SHELTON'S ROOM)
Shelton walked in after saying goodnight to Brittany and closed his door. He still couldn't get over the fact that just hours after meeting her, he had kissed Brittany. But she had kissed him back. Shelton decided to not think too much about it and went to get in the shower. Before he got in, he could have sworn he heard someone fighting, but put it off as some couple arguing over something stupid. He was in the shower about 10 minutes...just standing there thinking after getting washed up, when there was a knock on his door. So he got out and wrapped a towel around his waist and started toward the door.
Shelton: Coming!
When he got to the door, he was met with a surprise. There was Brittany standing there on the verge of tears, with a handprint around her throat that was already starting to bruise.
(Brittany's POV)
Oh my God...please still be up...please still be up!
Brittany was standing there waiting, hoping that Shelton would hurry up.
Shelton: Coming!
Shelton opened the door. He had a towel around his waist and water droplets everywhere, running down his chest and...Brittany snapped out of it when she remembered her reason for knocking on Shelton's door.
Shelton: Whats up Brittany?
Brittany: That's whats up.
Brittany pointed to Jake's unconcious body.
Shelton: What happened?
Brittany: I'll tell you, but can I come in? I don't want to chance standing out here when he comes to.
Shelton: Yeah..come on in. Just let me go get changed out of this towel and I'll be right back.
So Brittany followed Shelton in and watched as he went to his bag and pulled something out. He walked over to the bathroom and closed the door. When he came back out, he was in a pair of gray sweatpants. He walked over and sat next to her on the bed.
Shelton: So what happened?
Brittany: Well after you left...(Brittany told him the whole story)...then after I got out of the hold, I knocked him over the head with a vase.
Shelton: Well are you ok?
Brittany: I could be better...I'll be fine just as long as I don't have to see him again...if I ever do it'll be too soon...SHIT!
Shelton: What? Whats wrong?
Brittany: He's got my room key.
Shelton: Do you think he's still out there?
Brittany: I don't know.
Shelton: Well I'll go and look. Give me a sec.
So Shelton went to the hotel door and looked out into the hallway.
Shelton: He's not there.
Brittany: He might be in my room...I don't want to go back...
Shelton: You can stay here if you want...I'll make a pallet on the floor and you can have the bed.
Brittany: Don't be silly...I'll stay here if you want me to, but you don't have to sleep on the floor. The bed's big enough for the both of us and I trust you.
Shelton: Ok.
Brittany: I do have one question though...my bag is in my room...do you have a t-shirt that I can change into?
Shelton: Yeah, here.
Brittany took the shirt and walked over to the bathroom. She got changed into the t-shirt, walked out of the bathroom, and put her clothes on the small table in the corner.
Brittany: Thanks, I feel a lot better.
Shelton: No problem at all.
Brittany: So what do you want to do?
(Shelton's POV)
Brittany: So what do you want to do?
Well that's a loaded question, Shelton thought to himself, you look so good in my shirt...maybe too good...
Shelton: I thought you were tired.
Brittany: I was...but with adrenaline running through my system right now I don't think I could get to sleep if I tried.
Shelton: True.
Brittany: Oooo...how about we play 20 questions...we really don't know each other from Adam...
Shelton: That's true...so how old are you?
Brittany: 19, how old are you?
Shelton: 29, where are you from?
Brittany: I'm originally from Detroit, Michigan and that's where I live part time now, but I grew up in Augusta, GA. Where are you from?
Shelton: I'm originally from Orangeburg, SC, but I live in Minneapolis, MN. Where do you live the other part of the time?
Brittany: In Loiusville, KY with my room mate Hannah. What's your favorite color?
Shelton: Blue. What's yours?
Brittany: Ha ha..what a coincidence...my favorite color is blue too.
Shelton: Wow...ummm I'm all out of questions.
Brittany: Me too...it is getting kind of late. What are you doing?
Shelton: Making a pallet on the floor.
Brittany: God you're stubborn. I told you the bed is big enough for the both of us. I trust you and I know that you'll respect my virtue.
Her virtue, Shelton thought, oh God she's a virgin? You're trying to kill me aren't you?
Shelton: Fine.
Shelton climbed into the bed and got under the covers with Brittany. Brittany rolled over on her side and closed her eyes.
Brittany: Goodnight Shelton.
Shelton: Goodnight Brittany.
(THE NEXT MORNING)
When Shelton woke up, he couldn't move. Something was on him. He looked down to see what it was, noticed it was Brittany, and the events of last night flooded back to him. He decided it was best to just lay there and let her sleep because she was really tired when she went to sleep last night. He watched her for about 30 minutes before she started to stir.
(BRITTANY'S POV)
Brittany started to wake up but she couldn't move...there was something around her waist. She looked up and her eyes met with Shelton's. Then she remembered what happened last night.
Brittany: Mmm...good morning.
Shelton: Morning. Did you sleep well?
Brittany: Surprisingly, I slept better last night than I have in years.
Shelton: Really/
Brittany: Yeah...but now I have a dilemma.
Shelton: What's that?
Brittany: I don't have clothes to change into considering I don't have the key to my room.
Shelton: Yeah, I guess that is a dilemma. I'll walk across the hall and see if there's a way to get in without the key. I mean you never know with these hotels.
Brittany: Okay. I'll come with you.
Shelton: Like that?
Brittany: Yeah why not. It's only 7:30 in the morning. I'm sure everyone is still in bed.
Shelton: Yeah that's true.
So they got up and went out the door. Shelton was trying to think of a way to get in when Brittany noticed something.
Brittany: Hey Shelton...the door is propped open.
Shelton: Do you think that he's in there waiting?
Brittany: Maybe...there's only one way to find out.
Shelton: What are you doing?
Brittany: Going into the room. If he's in there, my guard is up and I'll be expecting it. Besides, my big, strong protector is right here beside me. I have nothing to worry about.
So Brittany carefully opened up the door and what she saw made her blood boil. The table and chairs were turned over, the bed was stripped and looked like it had been slashed with a knife, there were broken alcohol bottles all over the place, her clothes were thrown everywhere, and spray painted all over the walls were a bunch of racial slurs along with the KKK emblem. And laying passed out in the middle of it all was Jake.
Brittany: What the hell? This bastard is trying to make me snap...trying to get me to my fucking breaking point so that my ass gets arrested. Then when I get released he'll know. I know everything going on in his head. He started writing a book about the perfect rape and murder. He made me read it. I know what he's thinking. He's an asshole and he deserves everything that I'm about to give to him.
Shelton: Whoa, whoa, whoa! What are you talking about?
Brittany: I'm am going to kill him!
Shelton: Baby, calm down!
Brittany: What did you just call me?
Shelton: B-baby.
And Brittany broke down crying. She hadn't cried since she was 8 years old. So she cried. She cried for her grandma's death. She cried for the huge fight her and her mother had. She cried for her step-dad and her half-brothers and sisters. She cried for her father. She cried for her best friend Hannah. She cried for herself. She cried for everyone that she loved for all of the shit she put them through on a day to day basis before she left. And she cried because her dam finally broke. jake had finally pushed her too far. And as Shelton pulled her in and held her, comforted her the only thing she could think about is how safe she felt in his arms.
Shelton: Britt, it's ok. We'll just gather up your clothes and put them in your suitcases and take them to my room. Then we'll call the manager and explain everything that's happened. None of its your fault.
Brittany: O-ok. I must look a real mess right now.
Shelton: No you don't. You just look like someone who has finally reached their breaking point. Its good to cry.
Brittany: I haven't cried since I was 8.
Shelton: Well, then, I guess it was long overdue wasn't it?
Brittany: I guess so. It's just I have this thing about crying. The last time I did, I got hit for it. My step-father told me that you can't cry. It makes you look weak. You are weak. So I haven't cried since until now.
Shelton: Well I'm glad that you trusted me enough to cry in front of me.
Brittany: Yeah yeah...enough of this mushy gushy stuff. Let's just get my bags and go.
Shelton: Good idea.
So while Brittany was picking up her clothes, Shelton picked up the phone, which was amazingly still in tact, and explained everything to the manager.
Shelton: The manager said to stay here and he'll be right up.
Brittany: Ok, I'm done packing again.
Jake: (groans)
Shelton: Aw hell!
Brittany: What are we going to do?
Shelton: Ask him why the hell he did this.
Brittany: Oh this should be fun.
She walked over to him and kicked him.
Brittany: Why the hell did you do this to my hotel room?
Jake:(grunts again) Because I could you stupid bitch. And I'm going to show you just how much I hate your guts. I am going to have sex with you one way or another. Even if I have to force you.
Jake stood up and lunged at her. But Shelton grabbed a hold of him.
Shelton: I don't think so. You've said your last thing to her and seen her for the last time if I have anything to do about it.
M/V: What is going on here? I am Michael Knox, the manager. What happened to this room?
Jake: I was just trying to find out the same thing. I came in here to see what all the noise was about and saw these two creating this...mess.
Michael: I don't think so. For one, this man right here (pointing at Shelton) called me to inform me, and two, I heard every word that you said. Come with me.
Jake: This isn't over!
Brittany: Maybe not. But the next time you come after me, be advised that its going to be a hundred times worse than a damn flower vase broken on your head!
Shelton: Come on Brittany. Lets get your stuff to my room so you can shower and change and we can go.
Brittany: Yeah, that's a good idea.
(A/N: Ok, this chapter is longer. It was 10 pages on Microsoft Word lol. Please read and review!
