Neither of them could sleep.
They just laid in their beds, her on the left and him on the right and they stared up at their ceilings. There was just so much to go over in their lives, the nights alone, and the hateful words that have been said and yet, both of them couldn't deny something was there. But what…
"What the hell is wrong with me?" they both said as they turned to their sides facing the middle of their respective beds.
"I'm sorry Steph…"
"I'm sorry Chris…"
They both sighed…this was gonna be harder than they thought.
"Room service"
"Yes hi, this is Stephanie McMahon in room 843 could you please send up one of everything off your breakfast menu…yes…ohh umm…Orange Juice and Coffee please. Yes…by 9:15 if possible. Thank you…"
2 hours of sleep, shower, and Steph was on her way for the day. Life changing, possibly…earth shattering definitely but she had her mind made up, today, everything was gonna change. She always played by her father's rules…and where did that get her? In a loveless, worthless marriage that ruined her youth by being married to an asskisser that would do anything but be anything but what she needed. Not so much a husband, more like…a friend, a lover, someone that didn't yell at her everytime she did something wrong or complained and he just didn't want to hear it. NO, today she was gonna drop the dead weight and that started with doing something she had wanted to do since the day Chris Jericho walked into her life.
Steph was dress moderately, much better than the tight, way to short things that her "husband" makes her wear. Dressed in bootcut blue jeans, a teal top and long opened grey sweater, she looked comfy, normal…far far away from those things that she had to be at shows. You can only take so much pleather…
9AM was rolling around rather slowly, she tried to occupy herself with TV, with Work, with anything she could try to think of and nothing worked, she was nervous for just breakfast with Chris Jericho and she didn't know why! Maybe it was something in the way he looked at her last night when I told her he would never apologize for kissing her or when he scared off the psychopath that was yelling at her at 2 in the morning. The fact that he just wanted to talk to her after all that…and something was different about that kiss, he was just escaping that fan, nothing else right? Right…just…it didn't mean anything!
But there was something about that kiss, even after the elevator doors closed, she didn't shove him away for what seems like forever, and that kept playing in her mind over and over. She was married, albeit unhappily, her husband…just business, he gave up even trying to make something more from it. She was sad, pathetic and doomed to be alone for the rest of her life and no kiss was ever going to change that.
Chris couldn't believe the turn of events. The last three years of his life have been a complete whirlwind of events that made one strange turn after another.
But the crazy fan was bugging the unholy hell out of him, he swore he knew her from somewhere, it was recent past that seem to trigger these unwelcome feelings. He was racking his brain trying to remember but all he kept seeing when he tried to think about the times that Stephanie was around. Even he was too stupid to realize it until recently. Damn his friends for being right all this time.
He looked at his clock at his bedside and seen that it read 8:45 and decided that being early was better than being right on time. He didn't want to come across to desperate but he couldn't shake the feeling that he needed to be there sooner than what she told him.
Chris reached the door and then something dawned on him. The woman…he knew who he was and she wasn't going to stop until she got her way. Chris ripped the door open to his hotel room and didn't even bother with the elevator and ran straight for the stairwell and up the stairs with 6 floors to climb.
A knock came to the door…
"Who is it?" she said
"Room service" rang out a female voice
One down…5 to go…
She opened the door to her suite "You guys are a little early but that's alright just bring them in and leave them covered"
Two down…4 to go…
4 carts were rolled in by different people, Stephanie turned to gather a tip and a pen to sign the bill.
Three down…3 to go…
She each gave the servers a tip and they turned to leave and Steph turned to check out some of the food when the door closed and all of a sudden…
Four down…2 to go…
Someone reached around and started strangling her from behind. Surprised by the attack Steph tried to pull her attacker off and managed to flip her over, sending her crashing into one of the food carts.
Five down…1 to go
Stephanie tried to crawl away, but her attacker grabbed her by the ankle, that she already twisted due to the attack and Stephanie tried to swing at her attacker only to end up getting punched herself
Finally there…. "STEPHANIE!!!" Run down the hall…please don't be too late.
"I warned you bitch…and now…you pay"
"Why…who are you…"
Just then a loud bang came to the door.
"STEPH IT'S CHRIS OPEN THE DOOR!!!"
"CHRIS!!!!"
She got punched again…
"SHUT UP!!!"
More loud bangs came to the door. He was trying to break down the door, distracting Steph's attacker long enough for her to grab a cover to a plate and whack 'her' in the head, knocking the attacker out but she collapsed on top of her trapping her. One more slam to the door and Chris managed to kick the door open.
"STEPH!!!"
"HELP!!!"
Chris rushed over to the voice and he pulled Steph's attacker off of her and Steph crawled away as fast as possible and curled up into a ball in practical hysterics. Chris frantically tried to check on her but she kept trying to fight him away
"Steph, it's me, it's Chris"
Steph looked up with tears and a scared look in her eyes.
"Chris?"
"Yeah, babe it's me, I'm here. You're safe now…"
"Who…"
Chris looked back at her attacker…
"My ex-girlfriend, Jess, she was crazy but I didn't think it would go this far. Let me look at you…are you ok?"
"I…I think..my jaw hurts…"
"Ok…let me call the cops and get you some ice."
Chris went to stand up but Steph immediately grabbed him back down.
"NO!"
"Ok, here, here"
Chris sat down next to her and wrapped his arms as she sobbed into his shoulder.
"I'm here, she's not gonna hurt you again. I promise…"