Chapter 9:

*Willow's POV*
The day before the Hall of Fame is the most busiest professional day. Lots of last minute things to do, meetings, and also more scheduling for the next three days. I hardly saw Paige, Stephanie, or even Shane during the day.

Before I was about to leave for the hotel at nine o'clock, a note with my name on it catches my attention. My hands open it and there's a message and a room key. 'Come to my hotel room while everyone is asleep, including myself. You are spending the whole day with me tomorrow and the night after. Please Willow. - Shane' is the message on the note.

My eyes widen as my cheeks heat up. Shane wants me in his hotel room for a large amount of time? My childhood crush? Really? I love the idea because I can hang out with Shane more, but I am terrified of how Daddy is going to react.

I return back to the hotel room to have a sigh of relief to see Daddy past out on the bed. It's a rare sight, but it's relaxing as well.

So I finish up everything for his needs. Cleaning up his empty bottles, ordering up his meals for tomorrow, and making sure that he's comfortable in the bed. The plan for me is to get some sleep here before going to Shane's room. I just hope I get to wake up way before Daddy wakes up.

*Shane's POV*

*Very Early in the Morning*

My body turns to the other side, thinking Willow is on the other side of the bed, but when my arm spreads out, nothing was there. I open my eyes to see nothing in the darkness. Something catches my hearing.

Soft breathing. I look around, sitting up. Finally I found the source. Willow's sleeping on the floor looking peaceful on her side and back facing me. I'm at mixed emotion at this scene. I'm happy to see her being peaceful, but I didn't like that she's sleeping on the floor.

I take a deep breath, not wanting to do this. My hand gently shakes her shoulder. The movement caused her to violently react to it.

"Oh my gosh! I am so sorry that I fell asleep!" she yells in a whisper, shaking scared to death, scurries away.

"Willow! Willow! It's me!" I yelled whispered as well, holding her gently.

"Sh-Shane?" Willow asked, feeling embarrassed.

"It's okay Willow I'm here. Why are you on the floor?" I asked, looking at her through the darkness.

She didn't speak any words until she finally speaks, "I'm not allowed to sleep on the bed."

"What?" I asked surprised.

"People like me aren't allowed to sleep on beds or couches."

"Who told you that?"

My question frozed her up. Willow turns away, feeling more embarrassed.

"Hey," I said, moving her face to me gently by the chin. "You are allowed to sleep in my bed," I smiled softly to her.

"A-Are you sure?"

"Yea and also I think you should wear something more comfortable for bed."

"Like what?" she asked, standing up on her feet.

"I can find something for you to wear," I offered, getting out of bed.

I look through my clothing to find an old shirt of mine that she can wear. An old Shane O Mac jersey appeared and I gave it to her.

She looks at the shirt hesitant before accepting it. The jersary is doing to show her scars, but I hope that she's comfortable in it.

She went to the bathroom so she can changed. Whatever is happening in her life needs to stop, but Willow's so selfless. The hidden answers concerns her about my safety and WWE. Many things run through my head. I need to tell her how much I love her and it needs to be soon.

I look through my phone while waiting for her. The light from the end table's lamp helps out to see the screen better. My attention went towards the sound of the door opening. Willow comes out wearing my old jersey. Her multiple scars are showing, but something new was on hers. The usual professional bun is gone. Long dark brown/black hair falls down to her waist in waves.

A blush appears on her face when she shyly reveals her new look. I like this look, it's really pretty and rather….sexy. She walks over to the empty side of the bed and gets under the covers facing away from me. When she lays on her side, Willow scoots away from me. It makes me frown. Is she scared of me in this matter? Now this is bugging me.

I lay on my side facing her so my arm can wrap around her. She tensed up and gasping a little when I barely touch her. I tried again this time she relaxes. Willow's back pulls into my chest as I pull her closer. Her hair smell really nice. Very addictive, but having her in my arms feel like it's meant to be.