Characters in this chapter: Shawn Michaels, Triple H
Notes: Sorry again for neglecting again!
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Help Me?
Shawn Michaels and Triple H were sitting down on Hunter's couch in Greenwich, CT, chatting. "Hunter, do you think I did the right thing? Telling Becky I want custody of the kids?" Hunter shook his head. "Shawn, you know your not going to get custody." Hunter leaned back and grabbed the remote. "Sure I am. I'll take it to court...should I?" Shawn watched as he flipped through channels. "No, Shawn. Hell, if you took it to court, it'd be a miracle if you even got visitation rights." Hunter stopped and watched Celebrity Deathmatch. Vince McMahon vs Stone Cold "Haha, this one's great.". Shawn sighed "I'm never going to get my family back, am I, Hunter?". Hunter shrugged. "Shawn, you might...plus, now you have another chick. Whatcha going to do with Maria?" Hunter didn't take his eyes off of the TV screen, but listened to Shawn. "Well...she probably wouldn't even notice if I left anyway...but she is pretty...and nice..." Shawn sighed again "What am I going to do, Hunter?". "Shawn, who do you care for more? Who do you want to be with more? Thats what you have to think about."
Hunter crossed his arms, still watching Celebrity Deathmatch. Shawn turned it off. "Hey, what was that for?" Hunter looked at Shawn. "Hunter, I really need your help! And you can't help me if your paying attention to that stupid TV show." Shawn ran his fingers through his hair. "Sorry Shawn. Anyway...well, you have two choices. Maria or Rebecca. Maria, a sweet chick that you've known for a...few days. Or Rebecca. A chick you've known for almost 9 years. But Shawn...one problem is. Christian's with her now. And Shawn, I really don't think Rebecca wants ANYTHING to do with you..." Hunter went for the remote, but Shawn snatched it away. "Thanks Hunter...thanks ALOT. Now I know that my life will probably NEVER be normal, I'll never see my kids again, and-..". "Shawn you need to stop being so down. Okay? Listen, you'll get your wife back, you'll get your kids back, and you'll get your 'normal' life back. You just need to do it in a way...that doesn't make you seem like such a bad guy." Hunter snatched the remote back and put it on the couch.
"But I'm NOT the bad guy, Hunter! I was trying to help, but I guess I just lost it. She probably hates me! What am I going to do?!" Shawn sighed and looked around. "Shawn, you SERIOUSLY need therapy.". "I need therapy? ME? No way...Its not that bad...is it?" Shawn looked at Hunter. "Alright. Tell me your story, then think it over." Hunter crossed his arms. "Okay...I abused my family thinking it was okay because I was only trying to put them in place while Christian, behind my back, was comforting her and the kids, slowly getting to Rebecca. I found out, I flipped out, and here I am now. Broken." Shawn thought that over and Hunter raised his eyebrow. "...Maybe I do need therapy!" Shawn got up and walked around the room, slowly going nuts. "Calm down, Shawn. Maybe you should just...talk to maybe...someone other than a therapist." Hunter watched him walk. "Hunter, the only one I trust are you and Rebecca. And Rebecca already knows whats going on, and doesn't want anything to do with me. And you already know and your trying to help!" Shawn let himself fall back onto the couch, where he was.
"Why don't you try talking to her again? Maybe that'll help.". "Hunter, Christian won't let me anywhere near Rebecca. And now I'm roaming the streets trying to find a house, but the only house I really want to be in is my-- Rebecca's house." Shawn stuffed his head in a pillow and screamed. "Listen uh...I'll go with you. I'll drive you there. By the way...how have you been getting from Connecticut to Texas, and stuff?" Hunter raised an eyebrow. "...Walking...fainting...lots of times I wake up with a few girls around me and lipstick all over my face...It's freaky, really." Shawn raised an eyebrow also. "Oh----kay then...Hey, if Becky doesn't let you back in, you know you can always stay over here. If Steph doesn't mind." Hunter shrugs. "She probably won't, lets go Shawn...we'll drive." Hunter got up and helped Shawn up. They both went out to the car and drove off to San Antonio! What kind of things will go on there?!