Disclaimer: I only own Elizabeth. WWE is owned by Vince McMahon.
Chapter Eight:
Summerslam
Elizabeth didn't want to admit it, but her summer long journey was almost over. She would just go back to being how she was before, who she was before. Her McMahon name would be gone and she, Z, would have to start over.
"Hey, Z!" A voice called.
Elizabeth turned around and then gave a small frown. "Hey, Cena. I'm surprised you're talking to me."
"Why wouldn't I be?" John wondered. "Look, everyone knows you broke it off with Jeff and nobody knows why. You hurt Jeff badly, but everyone is really sad you're leaving."
"So that's why you're talking to me?" Elizabeth asked. "Because I'm leaving? You can save your pity conversations and just shove them up your ass."
"Z, I'm going to miss you when you're gone. I wanted to ask if we could still keep in touch."
"I'm sorry, John. But I'm not planning to keep in touch with anyone. Not even Shane and Steph."
"What about Lilian?"
"Okay, maybe Lilian, but that's all."
"Jeff told me he talked to you last Monday." John put his arm over Elizabeth's shoulder and they began to walk to Elizabeth's office.
"Yeah, we talked."
"What happened between you to? Me and Randy want to know." John replied as he opened Elizabeth's office door.
"You and Randy…?" Elizabeth walked in her office and shook John's arm from around her shoulder. She sat her laptop down on her desk.
"Yes, Randy and I. He should be here any second." As soon as John said that Randy walked thru the door.
"Randy, hey." Elizabeth sat down in her desk chair. She leaned back.
"Hi, Z."
"So, Z, are you going to tell us?"
"Nope."
"Come on, please?"
"NO!" Elizabeth yelled, annoyed. "If you guys don't fuck off I'm going to put you two in a handicap match tomorrow against Mark Henry, Khali and Umaga."
John and Randy were silent. They both had puppy dog pouts on their faces.
"Z, come on. You can trust us." Randy told her as he sat down on top of her desk.
Elizabeth looked from Randy to John. "We slept together."
Randy's eyes widened and he fell off the side of the desk and onto the floor and shock, John's mouth was opened slightly and his eyes widened.
"I feel so embarrassed about it, I feel so easy. I hadn't even known him for a long time, you know? Usually I don't do stuff like that, but I did with him, and it hurts and I felt like I didn't know who I was any more. So I broke it off the next morning. There's nothing more to it, he asked questions, but I didn't tell him why."
"It's not because he's going to be 30?" Randy stupidly asked as he stood up.
"Age has always been just a number to me. I'm legal, so I'm a good age. No problem there. I brought it up last Monday with him. I was hoping he would think age was the reason why." Elizabeth sighed.
"Z, it's okay, I understand why you broke it off. But, don't you think you owe it to Jeff to tell him the truth?"
"I can't tell him the truth. And you guys can't either. Now, can you please excuse me?"
"Not yet." Randy told her. "We have something for you." John walked to Z and then pulled out a copy of WWE Magazine.
"Read Jeff's interview."
"I can't." Elizabeth replied, she placed the magazine on the desk.
"Come on, Elizabeth. It's not going to kill you."
"Not physically, but emotionally…maybe."
"I'll read it to you." Randy picked up the magazine and then flipped it to a certain page. "Cash for Questions, Question three: Jeff, I was wondering is there anyone special in your life?"
"Shut up, Randy. I don't want to hear it." Elizabeth put her hands to her ears. "I can't hear you! I can't hear you…La La La La La LA!"
Randy looked at John and shook his head. Randy knew she wasn't going to listen to it. Randy set the magazine down, the page the interview was still on was faced up, as he walked out of the locker room with John.
Once they were gone Elizabeth picked up the magazine and read the response. "There is this really super cool chick I've been hanging out with lately. She's wicked amazing to me; we've only known each other for a short time. But, I think she's as special as they come."
Elizabeth shut the magazine and a tear fell down her cheek. She picked up the magazine and stood up. She dropped the magazine in the garbage as she left the room and went to the catering area.
When the door to the catering area opened, the whispering began as people looked at Elizabeth. She held her head up high and walked over to Jeff's table. Jeff, Matt, Ashley and Shannon Moore all looked up at her.
"Come with me." Elizabeth told Jeff, as she turned again and walked out of the catering area with him trailing behind her. They walked to her office and she went to sit at her desk.
"I want to discuss why I broke it off with you."
"Because of our age. You told me."
"Our age doesn't matter to me, Jeff. I mentioned it Monday yes, but I didn't mean it like that. It's not a problem. Jeff," Elizabeth sighed.
Jeff sat down on the leather couch and Elizabeth stood and walked towards him, she sat down next to him and they both turned to look at each other.
"I broke it off with you because we slept together. The way I felt after." Elizabeth confessed.
"You didn't like it?" Jeff wondered.
"I loved it, I love being with you. I love hearing your voice and being in your arms, and talking to you, and having you listen to me. I may be 18, but you make me feel like a woman."
"I don't understand why you wouldn't want to be with me then." Jeff placed his hand on her shoulder.
"I haven't known you for that long and then we sleep together. I felt so cheap and easy. It's not what I'm about, it's not who I am. I lost that when I added McMahon after Elizabeth Zyler."
"I'm sorry you feel that way," Jeff said. "I'm sorry for sleeping with you."
"What, no!" Elizabeth pushed Jeff's hand off of her shoulder. "No, don't be sorry for us sleeping together! I wanted it, I loved it and I don't regret it. So please don't regret it either."
"I don't, but if it makes you feel that way."
"I loved every second of it. It was just the morning after, and coming to terms with reality about the situation. That we haven't even known each other for 2 full months."
"It was too soon?" Jeff asked.
Elizabeth nodded. She leaned forward and then hugged Jeff. He hugged her back.
Once they pulled away Jeff spoke. "You know what they say about why we broke it off?"
"No, I don't know." Elizabeth spoke. "Why?"
"A rumor was spread that you cheated on me."
Elizabeth's eyes widened. "What? Are you serious?"
"Yeah, that's why everyone's been treating you strange."
Elizabeth stood off of her couch and the made her way out of the room pissed. She was going to settle this. Jeff followed after her, smiling to himself. Elizabeth was a strong, smart and beautiful woman.
Elizabeth walked into the catering area and walked to the middle table in the room. She pulled out the only empty chair around the circled table and used it to get to stand on the circled table. The people at the table were Ken Kennedy, Carlito, Edge, and John Morrison.
"Everyone listen up!" She yelled. Everyone turned their attention to her. "There has been a rumor that I broke it off with Jeff because I cheated on him!" Elizabeth blinked.
"I don't know who started it, but I didn't cheat on him! I don't know who the hell told you I did or who the hell I cheated with, but that's not my style. I'm not loose and I'm not easy, I'm just one pissed of 18 year old bitch!" Elizabeth stomped her foot on the table really loud to show she meant business. "People need to get on with their own steroid filled pathetic lives and stay the hell out of mine!" Elizabeth jumped off the table. "Now, if you'll excuse me I'm going to go back to my office."
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"With all the typing you do, you could be a secretary at WWE Headquarters." Linda told Elizabeth as she sat in the chair typing away on her laptop.
"Uh, Linda…no, nothing to do with wrestling or being a McMahon is in my future. I'm sorry."
"It's okay."
"Hey, Linda. Can you tell me about him?"
"About who?"
"Vince."
Linda smiled. "He is very ambitious."
"He is? Don't you mean was?" Elizabeth interrupted.
"I'm sorry, I do mean was, I just wish he was still here." Linda told Elizabeth.
"So do I, I would've really liked to have met him. Ya know?"
Linda smiled. "One day, you'll be with him and you'll get to know him."
"Yeah, but Linda, I'll never die. I'm like immortal." Elizabeth laughed. "Just playing."
"I can't believe you're leaving. For these two months you felt like my daughter."
"Wow, that's so sweet Linda."
"It's the truth."
Elizabeth smiled to her. "I wish I really was your daughter. I wish I was Shannon, just to ease everyone's pain. "
"Elizabeth, you are beautiful just the way you are. I don't know why everyone brings up Shannon. You're a member of this family just for being you. Don't work to please everyone else. Do you what you feel is right. Just be you and I'll be proud."
"You're like a mother to me Linda, and it scares me because I've never had a mother like you. I never just had a mother at all."
Linda hugged Elizabeth, as they embraced Elizabeth was re-thinking leaving, she didn't want to go and leave her family. And in her heart, she knew she didn't want to leave Jeff.
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After Summerslam was over, everyone was in the catering area. Elizabeth walked in, and everyone turned to see her. It would be the last time people from the ECW and Smackdown brands would see her. Tomorrow was her last show, and summer would be over.
Elizabeth walked to the table that Jeff, Matt and Ashley occupied.
"Jeff?"
Jeff turned around in his seat and then looked into Elizabeth's eyes. "What?"
"I…I… have feelings for you."
"Okay, and? Or that all?" Jeff replied rudely. Ashley glared at Jeff, pissed that he could be so rude. Jeff stood up and Elizabeth took a step back, as if she was scared. And she was.
"I want to explore them."
"You're leaving."
"Not if I have a good enough reason to stay." Elizabeth looked down, and then back up at the silent Jeff. "I want you to be that reason."
Without saying anything else, Elizabeth turned and walked out of the catering area. All eyes on her. She was scared of his answer. The answer that she would be getting tomorrow.
A/n: Ah, here's chapter eight. I'm almost done writing chapter nine. So, it'll be good. I'm debating to end chapter nine with a cliffy, and if I do that'll mean that instead of chapter 10 being the last chapter there will be a chapter 11. So, hmm. Maybe I will be ending ending nine with a cliffy. Hehe.