Obsession
Starring: Alicia/Chris Jericho (eventual), Shawn Michaels/Rebecca, Trish/Jeff, Lita/Adam, Randy/Samantha, Stephanie/Hunter.
Chapter 15:
I woke up next to Chris and before you think anything, no we didn't do anything like that! We just slept in the same bed, I didn't wanna be alone. Shane was dead, dead, someone had killed him. Someone had killed him because of me, not for any other reason, there was no point in wrapping up the truth. The simple truth was it was my fault that Shane died. My fault.
"Babe," Chris whispered. I was sleeping on his chest, I closed my eyes. "I know your awake."
I sighed.
"It's not your fault," he whispered stroking my hair.
"It is, if it wasn't for me, Shane would be alive, sure he was jerk but no one deserves to be killed or be bombed, it is my fault."
"Did you ask the stalker to do any of this?" Chris asked.
"No," I replied.
"Then it's not your fault, this stalker is crazy, you're an obsession with this stalker."
"An obsession, like I was with Kyle and with Shane, I ruined both there lives."
Chris moved me off him so we were lying face to face, "Kyle was a bastard, what happened to him was his own fault. Shane was a bigger bastard, he used and abused people, I'm not saying he deserved to be blown up and killed but he did pay in one way. The stalker who ever he or she is, is crazy, mentally impaired and the stalker is making their own choices, therefore it's NOT YOUR FAULT!"
I smiled, he made me feel better, he was right I guess, "I guess I can't control the stalker."
"No you can't," Chris agreed. "You just have to watch your back for a while until the cops get him."
"But will they get him or her!" I said. "Did we even name the right person?"
Chris rubbed my cheek, "Baby, stop stressing too much, you have to believe that the cops find him."
I nodded, Chris kissed me lightly before getting up. He headed to take a shower. I lay in bed, maybe Chris was right, it wasn't my fault, I can't blame myself for everything yea but if I hadn't slept with Shane, none of this would have happened. The last few months, I have been through a lot, this was another thing on the list. I sighed maybe coming to the WWE wasn't the best idea. Maybe I had made a huge mistake…if I never came I would have still been with Kyle, but would that be a good or bad thing? I mean would he have hit me if we weren't in the WWE? If he did, I guess there would be no one to save me, Shawn would be working, I would never have met Chris…Chris, he was the only good thing about being here, if he wasn't here then I'd be long gone, he's the only reason I'm still here. What an amazing guy and I have him! I guess that's a reason to be thankful right? Chris is right, the stalker will be caught sooner or later.
I got out of bed as Chris came out of the shower. He was in a towel, wow, I blushed as I entered the bathroom and got into the shower. Chris was hot, more then hot, he was amazing, should I be thinking all this? I mean Shane died yesterday! Shut up Alicia. Alicia, meaning noble, honest, sweet and wise. Was this the right name for me? Was I noble, honest, sweet and wise? Or was I just the opposite! Shut up Alicia!
I got dressed in the bathroom, in black trousers and black shirt, I had a meeting with Andrea and Nikki. I dried my hair and tied it up.
"Leaving me?" Chris asked.
I nodded. "Meeting."
I kissed him lightly, "See you later."
"Bye," Chris watched me leave. I said I would meet Andrea and Nikki in the conference room.
They were already there when I arrived. "Hi."
"Morning," they chorused.
"How are you guys?" I asked sitting down.
"Fine," Nikki answered. "We heard what happened last night with you and Shane and…how he's…you know."
I nodded, "Yep."
"He was a jerk but to die like that!" Andrea sighed.
"Vince told me to call this meeting," I said, "But we need to wait for the writers."
Just then the door opened and in walked the writers, we exchanged hellos and then they sat down.
"Raw is the next WWE broadcast after last night, Smackdown was recorded Sunday night this week so we will be the first to do a show in the memory of Shane," I started. "Vince wants a three hour special, we've cleared it with the TV networks, we just need a script."
"We start like we always do," Brian, a member of the creative scene said, "Vince and the family talking, all the superstars at the top of the stage and we hear the bells ring."
I nodded, "We need a few matches in Shane's memory."
"Shane loved the divas so for Shane, a diva battle royal," Brian suggested.
I nodded, "Hunter will be in the main event as he's family, the show will finish with a video of Shane with the whole McMahon family watching it."
"Right and the other matches?" Nikki asked.
"A few classics, we have Hogan returning for one night as well as Stone Cold." I spoke softly.
Brian and the other writers nodded.
"Meeting dismissed," I said. "Get back to me on the final script of RAW."
I headed back up to my room, I just wanted to crawl away, I didn't' want this guilt. I sighed as I entered the elevator.
"Hold that elevator," a voice called.
I held it, Johnny Morrison. Suspect.
"Thanks," he smirked. "Miss Michaels."
"Call me Alicia," I smiled.
"I'm Johnny. So you free tonight?"
"You don't waste time do you?"
"Life's too short to waste time," Johnny replied.
I nodded in agreement, "I'm sorry Johnny I can't go on a date with you."
"So rumours are true you and Chris must be an item."
I smiled, "Sorry."
"Oh well, maybe just friends," he smirked. "My floor."
"See ya."
"Looking forward to it, Miss Michaels," he smirked walking off.
He was cocky, a lot like Randy, but a touch less cocky. Well at least I've met one of the suspects. Johnny seizes life, he doesn't waste time, would he go as far as murder? Does he even know me to go as far as to kill for me? Was the stalker even killing for me?
I sighed as I entered the room.
"Chris!" I called.
No reply, guess he wasn't here.
I sat down on the sofa and poured myself a glass of wine. Last night had been a long night, and where was Chris.
I changed into jeans and a t-shirt and finally Chris came through the door.
"Where have you been?" I asked him.
"Why missed me?" he grinned.
"I met Johnny Morrison," I said softly. "He doesn't seem like…stalker material."
"I want you to forget all that," Chris smiled. "And come to dinner with me."
He gave me his arm, I got up and took it, "Fine."
"A bit more excitement wouldn't hurt," Chris said.
"Oh my God I'm going to go on a dinner date with Y2J!" I giggled.
"Shut up," Chris laughed.
There was a limo waiting outside. I smiled, "Chris…you shouldn't have."
"I wanted to," Chris smiled as we got into the limo.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"Somewhere where we can forget everything," Chris smiled.
I grinned as I waited for us to arrive. We were outside a restaurant, I smiled. "Chris this is formal, I'm in jeans and a t-shirt."
"Just come on," He smiled as he led me in.
The doorman opened the door for us, I gasped. He had booked out the whole restaurant. There was one table in the centre, a candle stand in the middle. There were rose petals on the floor and a harpist playing in one corner. Straight out of a storybook. I turned around and kissed him.
"I love you," I whispered. When did I fall in love?
"I love you too," Chris smiled.
This was the perfect date. The food was great, the wine was delicious and the company was perfect. I forgot everything, too bad everything hadn't forgotten me.
What I didn't know was that the stalker was watching me, and the stalker was not happy.
Back at the restaurant the night was nearly over, we entered the limo again.
"Chris I had the perfect time," I smiled.
"I'm glad," he replied kissing me.
We entered the hotel, holding hands, we headed to our hotel room and all that time the stalker was watching.
We entered the hotel room, I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him with everything I had. We moved to the bedroom not breaking the kiss. Chris was on top when we fell on the bed, "Are you sure?" Chris asked
I nodded, "Perfect end to a perfect night," I whispered.
X X X X X X X X
I got up in the middle of the night, Chris was still sleeping, I grabbed his shirt to cover myself as I walked out of the bedroom and into the main area of the suite. I turned on the light, I saw another envelope by the door. I walked over to the door and opened the envelope. I opened it slowly hoping that this wasn't something horrible, not like last time.
I opened it, there were loads of different photos. Me and Chris getting in the limo, kissing, entering the restaurant, holding hands on while we walked out, getting back to the hotel and on all of the pictures Chris's face was crossed off with a red marker. I read the back of the last photo: EITHER YOU TAKE HIM OUT OF THE PICTURE OR I WILL.
I dropped the pictures…I could lose Chris.
A/N: I am loving writing this! I have the next chapters planned!
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