Obsession

Starring: Alicia/Chris Jericho (eventual), Shawn Michaels/Rebecca, Trish/Jeff, Lita/Adam, Randy/Samantha, Stephanie/Hunter.

Chapter 18:

"No Alicia, let me start, I'm sorry I shouldn't have talked to you the way I did. I'm sorry, I really am. I want us, I love you, I want us to try again, if that means a slow relationship then fine." Chris said.

I looked at him? If I forgive him, then I risk his life. If I don't he'll be depressed and could do something stupid, I'll lose the love of my life if I don't forgive him. Why am I saying forgive him, like he's done something? The question is do I give us another chance at the risk of harm?

I was standing and so was Chris.

"I dunno," I replied with a sigh.

"Look how about we give us another chance and no one has to know," Chris suggested.

I thought about it, if the stalker didn't know he couldn't hurt Chris and I wouldn't lose him. Chris is smart he probably guessed that the stalker was the reason behind my behaviour and he had thought about it and this was the perfect solution.

"No one can know then, at least not for now," I replied.

Chris nodded, "Does this mean you and me are a 'we'?"

I nodded, he smiled and kissed me deeply.

"I missed these kisses," I admitted.

"Me too," he whispered kissing me again.

"There's something else I missed," I flirted it.

"And what might that be?" Chris asked as we moved towards the bedroom.

"Figure it out," I replied falling on the bed with Chris on top.

"I love you," he whispered.

"I love you too," I replied kissing his passionately.

X X X X X X X

I finally emerged from the bedroom, mid afternoon, I had to see Shane's lawyer. I told Chris I would leave first. I didn't tell him that the reason I wanted to leave first was because I suspected that the stalker would follow me. If Chris left he would know. The stalker would know. I didn't want that, no one could know. I couldn't remember the last time my life wasn't complicated. It sucked. I got into the taxi…obsession. That was the only word to describe all this. First Kyle, his obsession with me and who I could see or not. Then Shane, his obsession with my body…with seducing any women. Now the stalker, his obsession with me was far worse then anyone else.

I paid the driver and entered the office. Grand, expensive and snobby office, typical Shane with his typical lawyer. The receptionist told me to wait and after ten minutes the lawyer saw me.

"Miss Michaels?" He asked.

I nodded.

"Mr Shane McMahon told me to give you this, it wasn't intended to be after his death but after his divorce went through," he said in a snobbish tone. Jerk.

"Right," I took the letter.

"That's all." He said.

"Fine," I replied. "Thanks."

I walked out of the office, how rude was that? What ever like I ever needed this lawyer again, I bet Shane paid him millions, and he was probably a rubbish lawyer. I got into another cab. Should I open this now, or later? In the hotel would be a good idea.

I looked out of the window. That feeling, like someone's watching you, I could feel it but I couldn't see no one. The feeling got stronger as I got into the hotel but there was no one around. Was this paranoia? I ran into the elevator and entered my room. More flowers. No note. This all still sent shivers up my spine. I sat down and opened the letter:

Alicia,

You're going to get this once my divorce has gone through. Honestly, I don't even know why I'm writing this, maybe because I'm an evil genius. Truth is Alicia, I tricked you into my bed. You were a good fuck, top ten. I haven't dumped you yet but I will. Your going to find out that your not the only one I've bedded. Like I care, your hurt right? Boo hoo, who cares. The world doesn't revolve around you.

I don't want you Alicia, I don't need you. See I tricked my wife into a great divorce settlement and she thinks I'm going to remarry her, in her dreams. I get my kids, I get my business and I get any diva I want in my bed, whenever I want. So if you want, we can still meet up, whenever and do what we do best. Don't even pretend to be upset, this was nothing more then sex.

So what ever you wanna do let me know, and I might agree. Another thing, watch your back, let's just say I've been warned off you by a certain someone, not my fault I got you first.

Shane

What a jerk! I can't believe him, how could he…poor Marissa. He tried to con her. Good riddance! I can't believe I'm saying this but I'm glad he's dead. He conned everyone, he was a horrible person. And what did he mean watch my back? Did he know my stalker? I looked over at the flowers. Maybe he did. But I don't.

X X X X X X X

Chris was in his room. He had visited Shane's lawyer the previous day but the lawyer had lost his letter. Why on Earth was Shane writing to him? The lawyer had posted the letter to the hotel and Chris was holding it. He ripped open the envelope and read the letter:

Chris Chris Chris

Guess your wondering why the most richest, hottest man on Earth is writing to you? Well I'll tell you why, because I love to win and I love to rub it in.

What ever happens between me and Alicia, I had her first. Yea we all know how much you want her, but I had her. I had her lips on mine, her lips, her kiss it's been all over me. Shame huh, you never got her first. Your trying the nice guy act, no Alicia wanted a man, a real man to take control and that was me. Not you.

My divorce has gone thorough, I probably will get to fuck Alicia whenever and wherever I want and there's nothing you can do about it.

Shane

Chris had read this letter before, he had seen it that day in the office two days before Shane had tried to…Chris scrunched up the letter. He couldn't help wonder if Chris hadn't died then…would Alicia be with him? He didn't want to admit it but this letter had opened that can of worms. It was eating away at him.

X X X X X X

I took a long hot bath, I needed to take my mind off everything. My phone began to ring. No number. It was him.

"Hello," I said softly. Maybe I could get him to talk.

"Calmed down?" He asked.

"Yea," I replied. "How are you getting into my room?"

He remained silent.

"Fine," I replied.

"I'm glad your not with Chris, your better off without him."

"Why?" I asked.

"It's better you don't know. Your better off without Shane as well."

"Yea realised that," I replied. "Stop following me."

"Someone needs to protect you."

"I can look after myself."

"No you can't. Not when you don't know what you're up against."

"Just leave me alone, I can look after myself!" I shouted.

"Try one week without me," he said, "Then you'll beg for me to be back."

He hung up. Sorry but did I hear that right? One week, freedom. Maybe after this week, I can get rid of him.

I got out of the bath and changed. There was a knock on the door. I walked and opened it.

"Ally," Shawn hugged me tightly.

"Uncle Shawn," I smiled. He looked sad. "You okay?"

He came in, "Yea, you?"

"Yea."

"Look I need to go back home, Rebecca, seems scared, a pregnancy scare and stuff," Shawn didn't go into detail.

I nodded. "I get it."

"Yea so are you going to be okay with out me?"

I nodded, "Uncle Shawn go, Becca needs you, I'm fine. I'm grown up."

Uncle Shawn hugged me tightly, before leaving. Of course I'd be fine, wouldn't I?

What I didn't know was the next week, were crucial for me, not only would secrets be exposed but this week would lead to my stalker being exposed………

A/N: Right guys, here is the next chapter, and trust me it will get better. The fic is reaching its climax and therefore the ending, but don't worry its not tooooo soon.

See I was thinking the next few chapters, I'm going to dedicate each chapter to a day of the week, so we defiantly have seven chapters left and then two or three after it unless I change my mind looooool!

Anyways guys thanks for the reviews and keep reviewing!

Veronica

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