Characters in this chapter: Rebecca Curci, Christian Cage
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Shooting Star
"Babe, you've been in bed all day. What're you doing?" Christian leaned against the wall, looking at Rebecca who was sitting up in the middle of the bed. "I'm just thinking about Shawn, you know?" Rebecca smirked, looking right at Christian. "You're STILL thinking about Shawn? Babe, if he really cared, he wouldn't have hurt you and the kids. And if he was smart he wouldn't have messed with me." Christian raises an eyebrow. "You know who you should think about?" Christian jumps on the bed and sits next to Rebecca. "Who?" Rebecca sits on Christians lap and looks at him. "Me." Christian smirks arrogantly as Becky started laughing. "I think about you, Christian, its just that Shawn's hurt." Christian's smirk left his fact as he picked her up and off of his lap. "Shawn hurt you, he had it coming. You need to stop worrying about him and think about you and your kids. I'm trying to help you but I can't help you if you can't try to help yourself." Christian gets off the bed and stands up straight, arms crossed. "Now what are you going to do, sit there and think about Shawn, your EX, or think about you, your kids, and me?". Rebecca looked right into Christian's eyes and shook her head. "Christian, it's hard not to think about Shawn. You don't understand." Rebecca gets up off the bed and walks onto the balcony.
"What the hell do you mean? I don't understand? I DO understand. You're attached to Shawn like a puppy." Christian followed Rebecca onto the balcony and spit to the side. "Christian, one thats disgusting, and two I am definitely not attached to Shawn. At least not like a puppy." Becky glared at Christian. "Yeah right. If you weren't here with me, you'd be glued to him. If you weren't shoved to the floor first, that is." Christian rolled his eyes as Rebecca resisted the urge to slap his face. "Thats not funny, Christian." Rebecca sighed. "I wonder if he was able to get to sleep.." Rebecca sits on the edge of the balcony. "Rebecca, we're one hour behind New York and its 12 now. He's probably asleep. And are you sure sitting there is a good idea?" Christian raised an eyebrow. "I don't care if its a good idea or not right now, Christian. Maybe I should find out what hotel he's in..." Rebecca started to get up before Christian stopped her. "There are tons of hotels in Brooklyn, let alone New York. Calm down, he'll be alright. Fortunately for him, unfortunate for others..." Christian shook his head. "Hey! Its very fortunate that he'll be alright. I'm just worried about him." Rebecca sat back down and looked up into the sky. "Trust me, all he wants to do is hurt you again, babe."
"Maybe, maybe not, Christian. You have to learn to see the good in people." Rebecca yawns. "So what, it can come back and bite me in the ass later on in life? Come on, Beck. Toughen up." Christian spits to the side off the balcony again. Rebecca shakes her head and just stares up into the sky. The starts, the moon, the planes flying, just everything. Everything was so beautiful in the sky, especially on that night. "Fine, ignore what I have to say, but Beck, you know this is all gonna come back, in a bad way." Christian shrugs and leaves the balcony, then the room. "Christian really does need to see the better side of people...but what if he's right? What if Shawn is actually thinking of hurting me again?" Rebecca ran her fingers through her hair. She just wished she had the serendipity of having her family back again. I mean, she felt as if Christian were apart of her family, but it wasn't the same without Shawn. Right now it was like her life was a puzzle and she was missing this big piece. Rebecca shook the thoughts out of her head. "Christian's wrong about Shawn, he's not like that. At least the old Shawn wasn't like that. Man, do I miss looking into Shawn's blue eyes, talking to him about everything..." Rebecca bit her lip.
Christian came back into the room and back onto the balcony after a few minutes. "You're STILL out here thinking?" Rebecca looks at Christian, caught off guard. "Didn't see you come in...anyway...yes, actually, I am still out here thinking. I have a lot to think about, you know? You should be a little more sensitive." Becky crosses her arms. "Not when it comes down to Shawn, babe." Christian smirks. "I wish we can act like...none of this ever happened.." Rebecca looks down at everything below. Their, as in now Christian and Rebecca's lawn, her and Christian's car, the other cars driving by and the couples holding hands happily. Rebecca stood up and looked at Christian, not saying a word. "Babe, just think about this. Its you and me now. You, me, Cameron and Cheyenne. Doesn't that sound great? Doesn't that sound totally awesome? I mean, come on!" Christian held her close. "That DOES sound great, Christian, but you really have to understand why I'm thinking about Shawn. Why I can't get him out of my head. It doesn't mean I don't like you, Christian, and it sure as heck doesn't mean I don't love you, it just means I need some time to myself to think about whats going on, you know? I just need time to clear everything up, time to straighten everything out." Rebecca kisses Christian. "I wouldn't hurt you like Shawn did, Rebecca. If you think about it MY way, there's really nothing to think about."
"But I don't want to see the bad in anyone, Christian. Especially Shawn. You just don't get it." Rebecca sits back down on the edge of the balcony. "I don't get it? YOU don't get it. He's just going to keep hurting you and your kids if you let him back into your home. He's going to stab you right in the back. I guess him turning against all of his partners wasn't just limited to in ring partners, huh?" Christian rolls his eyes. "Stop that, Christian! Shawn's a great guy, he just has his moments." Rebecca twirls her hair. "Moments? Moments that last for DAYS? How does that work out?" Rebecca slaps her hand on the edge of the balcony. "Christian, just go away for now, alright? Leave me alone." Christian shrugs and walks out. Rebecca takes a deep breath and looks up into the sky again. It was the same. The same stars, the same moon, the same type of planes, but only one thing in the sky was different. A shooting star. Rebecca smiles, watching the shooting star. "I wish...everything was back to normal...just everything."