Characters in this chapter: Shawn Michaels, Triple H, John Cena, Christian, Edge
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Hell, Connecticut
Christian walked into the building and looked around. "I told you to mind your business, Hunter!" Shawn had Hunter against the wall the same way Christian had him against the wall in the gym. "Shawn, get off of me." Hunter sounded calm for now. "Get off of you?! You had to tell CENA what was going on?!" Shawn slapped Hunter's face and turned on his heel to walk away, but Hunter grabbed his hair. "Listen to me, you DON'T touch me, you understand? I'm not Rebecca or Cameron or Cheyenne, Shawn. I will fight back." Shawn rolled his eyes and Hunter let him go. Shawn turned around, only to see Christian. "I just went over your house Shawn. You want to know what I saw? I saw your wife and your children, Shawn. And you want to know how they were? Shawn, Rebecca was all emotional and upset and worried and scared. Your kids? Cameron was sticking up for you, you sorry excuse for a man. And Cheyenne? She was sitting there, speechless. My guess is that she was scared and worried and upset and shy, just like Rebecca. Do you want to know why? Because of YOU, Shawn Michaels."
Shawn shoved him into a chair. "Just like its none of Hunter's business, and just like its none of Cena's business, its not of your business, Christian. Leave me and my family alone, I mean it.". "Hey, you have no right to touch Christian like that." Adam turned Shawn around. "Well tell your brother to stay away from Rebecca, and then maybe I'll leave him alone. Or are you too busy with Orton in your bed to deal with him?" Adam shoved him back. Shawn fell into the chair Christian was in, however just in time, Christian jumped out of the chair. "I thought you didn't like me, Shawn." Christian laughed and high fived Edge. "I'm not gay, I'm married to Becky!" Shawn yelled. Christian smirked. "How do you know? Maybe your trying to get rid of Rebecca for a man." Christian and Edge laughed. "Shut up!" Christian and Edge laughed louder. "Why, Shawn? Need to think of the right time and place to...come out of the closet?"
"Both of you, shut your mouth!" Shawn clenched his fists, they stopped laughing. "What are you going to do? Attack us?" Christian and Edge looked him up and down. "And you say I'm gay? Look at how you two are looking at me." Shawn crossed his arms. "The champ is here!" John Cena walked in. Christian, Edge, Hunter and Shawn looked at him "Shut up already!". "So how many of you are pissed off today?" Cena rolled his eyes and threw Shawn a pack of Midol. Shawn caught it, looked at it, and jumped at Cena, his hands around his neck. "Leave me alone!" Shawn strangled him, but Christian, Edge, and Hunter pulled him off. Shawn tried to get back at John as he started to get up. "Hey man, take it easy. Can't take a joke?" Shawn was talking through his teeth, still trying to get to Cena. "You are a joke, Cena! Let me go!" Hunter shook his head. "Your insane, man."
Shawn stopped struggling and managed to push Hunter, Christian and Edge away. Shawn spat in Cena's direction and walked away. "Someone has serious issues." John dusted himself off. "Like your perfect, Cena." Hunter rolled his eyes. "Yes I am, thanks man." John smiled sarcastically. "Haha, real funny Cena. We all know who should be champ." Edge crossed his arms. "Yeah, who?" Cena looked at his belt. "Me!" Christian interupted and all of them looked at him. "You? Christian? Haha. Nice one." Hunter laughed and Edge raised an eyebrow "He wouldn't make a bad champion, Trips--". "Damn right I wouldn't make a bad champion. I'd be the greatest champion ever!" Cena tried not to laugh but laughed anyway. "You? The greatest champion ever?". "Yeah, me. Just ask my peeps." Christian smirked while Edge and Hunter cracked up laughing. "Whatever, man."