Characters in this chapter: Shawn Michaels, Cameron, Cheyenne, Rebecca Curci
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Apologizing To The Kids
Shawn walked into Cameron and Cheyenne's room with the bag of toys. Cameron and Cheyenne looked over to him, but didn't go to him. "Kids, come here, please?" HBK tried to stop tears from coming down his face from what he had seen downstairs and the kids walked over to him, wondering what was in the bag. Shawn walked over to Cameron's bed and dumped out the bag of toys. Cameron and Cheyenne looked shocked, but didn't say or do anything showing how shocked they were because they were afraid that they would get hit. "Guys, please don't be afraid of me. I'm sorry." Shawn sat down on the bed, making sure not to sit on the toys. "Okay, daddy." Cameron and Cheyenne hugged him. Shawn was shocked at how fast he was forgiven by the kids "You guys forgive me?". "Of course we do, daddy!" Cheyenne nodded. Cameron let Cheyenne talk for now, still a bit upset at Shawn.
"Whats wrong, kiddo?" Shawn looked at Cameron, who just shook his head. "Nothing! Why'd you get us toys, daddy?" Cameron stared at the toys. A few action figures, dolls, Lego stuff, kids movies, some educational stuff, pens, pencils, DVDs, hell there was even a few game consoles there! "Because I wanted to show how sorry I was, Cam. I really shouldn't have done what I did to you, Cheyenne and Re---mommy." Cameron picked up an action figure of his father. "Oh...okay.". Cheyenne picked up one of the dolls and made it dance. Shawn laughed a bit and wiped his face. Cameron picked up another action figure, this one being a Vince McMahon action figure. Cameron started doing a HBK vs Vince match with the figures. "Daddy on the top rope, BAM! An elbow drop! Daddy's tuning up the band...Mr. McMahon to his feet...BAM! Sweet Chin Music! Mr. McMahon on the ground, Daddy goes for the pin, ONE...TWO...THREE! And your winner, Daddy!"
Cameron raised the action figures in the air, Shawn still laughing. Cheyenne laughed too, but because she was STILL making the doll dance. Shawn was happier now that Cameron and Cheyenne forgave him, but was still upset. He walked into his house, watching his wife...his wife of 8 years...making out with Christian, a guy who nearly killed him by trying to throw him off the roof of the WWE building in Stamford, CT. Shawn sighed. "Kids, I'll be downstairs if you need me, okay?" Cameron and Cheyenne nodded, playing with the toys. Shawn jogged down the stairs. Rebecca was on the couch, her face buried in her hands. Christian was sent to the hospital. "Rebecca?" Shawn sat down next to her, putting his arm around her. Rebecca pushed his arm off of her "Leave me alone, Shawn..". Shawn shook his head. "No, I won't...I came in here seeing you make out with some guy that nearly killed me."
"What are you talking about, Shawn?" Rebecca looked him in his blue/gray eyes. "What am I talking about? I was almost thrown off of the WWE building in Stamford, Becky. Wouldn't that be wonderful?" Shawn gave her one of his goofy smiles, only he was being sarcastic, obviously. "I didn't know that, Shawn.." Rebecca put her hair up in a ponytail. "No, of course you didn't because you were too busy frenching him! And last time I checked, you married me, not Christian." Shawn lost his goofy smile, now looking more serious. "I want you to tell me right now...Am I losing you, Becca?" Rebecca got up and went upstairs, Shawn following her. Shawn grabbed her hand. Rebecca, who was still going up, nearly fell down the stairs, however Shawn caught her. "Answer me, Rebecca. I don't want to be with someone who doesn't give a damn about me." Rebecca sighed.
"Shawn, put me down first." Shawn let her down and she sat down on the stairs. Shawn sat down next to her, hoping, no, PRAYING that Rebecca doesn't leave him for Christian. "Shawn, I've been there for you. Throughout all of your injuries from your wrestling career, throughout your drinking, drugs and other problems, throughout almost everything. I can't say that you haven't been there for me, so I won't. But Shawn, you've hit me, you've hit the kids, yelled at me, screamed at me, threw me into glass, choked me to the point where I became unconscious...Shawn, I know for a fact that I was out of it for a few minutes, you could have killed me. Imagine what that would do to our kids, Shawn. Imagine if you killed me right there. The kids were watching, crying. They saw me unconscious. That would have scarred them, mentally. I...have to leave you. I can't stay with you, I just can't.."
Tears started pouring out of Shawn's eyes as water would from a faucet. Of course it killed Becca a little inside, but she couldn't have her kids live like that. Shawn got up and left, not saying goodbye to Rebecca or the kids. He couldn't believe anything that just had happened at all.