When I met Sheamus at Bennigan's, he already had a beer in front of him.
"Hello Avary," he said "You look nice."
"Thanks Sheamus," I said, sitting down "You look strapping."
"I try" he laughed, handing me a menu.
We ordered our food, then began to talk.
"So you're from Ireland?" I asked.
"I'm from Dublin," he told me "I come from a long line of Celtic Warriors."
"That's cool" I said.
"It is."
"So what's Ireland like?"
"Beautiful. I should take you there are sometime."
"Well see how the night goes first."
He laughed and said "Agreed."
When the waiter brought our food, Sheamus ordered his second beer.
"Want me to order you one?" he asked.
"No thank you," I told him "I don't drink."
"If you were an Irish lass, you'd be drinking."
"Well I'm not. Also going to work with a hangover wouldn't be any fun."
"What's it like working working with wee lads and lasses?"
"It's unpredictable and always fun. They're a good group of kids."
"That's nice."
After his second beer arrived, we began to eat in silence.
By the time we were on dessert, Sheamus was on his fifth beer and talking louder then before.
"Didja know I was the first Irish born WWE Champion?" he asked me.
"I knew that," I told him "I think that is a very impressive accomplishment."
"It is. I put John through a table."
"I know Sheamus, I saw the match."
He grinned widely and said "I bet you couldn't take your eyes off of me."
"It was hard too" I admitted.
He grinned wider and I didn't have the heart to tell him the only reason I noticed him was because of how pale he was.
The waiter came back with our check and Sheamus ordered another beer.
"I'm sorry sir," said the waiter "But I'm cutting you off."
"WHAT?" yelled Sheamus 'YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO DO THAT! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?"
"Sir please keep our voice down."
"DON'T YOU TELL ME WHAT TO DO YOU BLEEDING MORON!"
"Sheamus calm down" I told him.
"NO!" he yelled "I WANT ANOTHER BEER AND THIS BLEEDING BASTARD WON'T GET ME ANOTHER ONE!"
"Sir I'm going to have to ask you to leave" said the waiter.
Sheamus stood up and grabbed him by the shirt. "I'm not going nowhere till I have another beer" he told the waiter.
"Then I'm going to call the cops" said the waiter.
Sheamus let out another yell before throwing the guy across the room. He stormed over to him and hit him in the face. "YOU CAN KEEP YOUR BLEEDING COPS!" he yelled at the waiter, picking him u again.
I grabbed my purse, paid the bill, then ran out of the restaurant. I hailed a cab then got in just as Sheamus came out.
"AVARY!" he yelled "I'M SORRY!"
"Drive fast" I told the driver.
He sped off down the street.
I ran into the apartment as fast as I could, afraid that Sheamus might be lurking nearby.
When I slammed the door shut, Randy and John looked up with wide eyes.
"What happened?" asked John.
"He drank too much and turned violent." I replied shakily "I ran out of the restaurant because I was afraid he'd turn on me."
"I heard he was a violent drunk," said Randy "But I've never seen it."
"Me either" said John.
"Well needless to say, I will not be going out with him again."
"We're sorry Avary."
"Whatever. I don't care anymore."
I ran into my room and slammed the door, tears pouring down my face.
My luck with men is shit and I feel so fuckin defective.
Maybe there isn't someone for me.
Maybe I'll never find the right one...
I am so sorry that I haven't updated in forever, but I've been sick, my laptop has been on the fritz and I've been planning my trip to Texas to visit my boyfriend who I haven't seen in awhile. So between all of that and so much more, I haven't had much time to write.
I will try to update as much as I can before I leave for Texas, but I don't know how that will work out because my laptop is still on the fritz and my parents computer is a slow piece of shit.
So please be patient and I will update as much as I can when I can.
Review please!
Sneak preview of next chapter- John and Randy fix Avary up with Jack Swagger. Will he be the one to end her unlucky dating streak? Or will he be her worst date yet?