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Foretold Future	By : Redneckgirl Category: WWF/WWE > Het - Male/Female Views: 1639 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the celebrities of WWE/WWF. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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‘Last night for you in a trailer then’ said Shannon as he stood next to Nadine’s car hugging her close, Sam already sat in the passenger seat fiddling with the radio.

‘Yeah, yeah it is’ she said a little vacantly. Forcing a smile to her lips she rubbed her nose against his, shaking with fear about what was to come when she arrived home, and what she would face when she told her father she wasn’t going to leave Shannon. Her heart banged in her chest like a lead brick swinging back and forth, making her feel sick.

‘You’re shaking, here wear this’ he said, taking off his black Affliction hoodie and pulling it on around her, zipping it up and then comically pulling the hood over her head and grabbing the ties to completely close her in.

‘And now I look like Kenny from South Park’ she said, just her nose and eyes sticking through the gap.

‘Ahhh but can you do the voice?’ he asked, and then laughed as she did a perfect imitation of the little boy who suffered a nasty death in every episode of the cartoon.

‘Well it is my job, kinda’ she said, pulling herself back out of it and kissing him.

‘I’ll come by at about 10am then and start helping you move the first lot of your stuff up, or do you wanna lie in your pit for another hour? I know how you like to sleep in when you don’t have work’ he said, his hands resting on her lower back.

‘Ten will be fine, see you then handsome. I love you. Really, no one means more to me than you do’ she said, kissing him again.

‘I love you too gorgeous, and I love you as well’ he said, letting go of Nadine and poking his head through the window to give Sam another kiss. As they drove away Nadine could feel her heart sinking. What if that was the last time she ever saw him? Ever felt his arms around her? Ever kissed his soft lips? Ever heard him tell her he loved her? She just didn’t know what she would be walking into upon her arrival at home, or rather upon her father’s arrival in her bedroom at just after midnight.

She lay there shaking with fear as she held her blankets close to her, still in Shannon’s hoodie and a pair of her white cotton girls style boxer shorts, waiting and waiting until she heard the sound of the door open, and then him enter through the darkness.

‘So then Nadine, are you all mine again?’ he said, undoing his pants and kicking them off his legs as he stood at the edge of her bed.

‘No’ she whispered. ‘And I never will be. You can abuse me as much as you like, take me away from Shannon, but underneath I’ll never be yours, because I don’t love you, I love him. And even if you kill me for it at least I’ll know I died loving the man I belong with’ she said.

‘The man you belong with is me. So it looks like you didn’t take your warning seriously, but I can’t say it pains me to do this. You were always such a disobedient child Nadine, maybe if I’d have done this sooner you’d have realized the only man you’ll ever answer to is me. So when I come back tomorrow, you WILL have finished with him. Hear me?’ he said, hand stroking himself hard as he loomed over her.

‘I won’t be here tomorrow’ she replied.

‘Oh? Well we’ll see about that, because if you aren’t you get what I’m about to give you six times worse’ he said before lunging, both hands around her throat pushing her flat onto the bed, one letting go and punching her hard in the side five times as she struggled against him and tried to get away, then couldn’t as a pain so incredible crippled her to the bed, her ribs feeling like they had been shattered into a million pieces as she was pinned down with a hand to her throat and another over her mouth and raped. She felt like she was choking, trying to breathe through her nose but barely managing it, her head going light as spots blurred her vision and she felt like she was about to pass out from the pain she was in, the agony he inflicted upon her so brutally that when he was done she couldn’t even close her legs again.

‘I can’t wait until tomorrow’ he whispered in her ear once he was finished, kissing her cheek and making her wretch as he let her go, pulled his pants back on and left her there, terrified beyond belief, her only thoughts that she had to get to Shannon, she had to tell him now or lose her own life. Yet she could hardly breathe the pain in her ribs was so great, let alone try and move.

‘You can’t be scared anymore Nadine, you have to do this now. For you, for Sam, for everyone. He can’t get away with this anymore’ her inner voice told her, and as she looked across to the picture of herself with Shannon, Sam, Matt and Jeff she knew that was the life she wanted, not this one in the trailer park without Shannon by her side every night. She had to be brave to save the love they shared, she had to tell him and with every last bit of strength left in her body she started to pull herself up and out of bed, crying and holding her side as she pulled her jeans off the back of a chair and climbed into them and her sneakers, and then staggered across the trailer and softly opened the door to let herself out. It was the last night she would ever close the door behind her and walk off.

Yet walking was hard, and if she started her car it would wake her father so she had no choice but to drag her battered body up the track and out of the trailer park, stopping at the main gate where she had sat in Shannon’s arms on their first date three and a half months ago. It felt like a lifetime since then. Getting to the road she held her hand tight against where she had been hit, panting and gasping for breath as her lungs strained against what she thought could only be broken ribs, and made herself take one step after the next, no matter how much it hurt and how much she cried in pain, all that mattered was getting to Shannon, where she would be safe.

And throughout the walk she just kept thinking of him, of every single time he had told her he loved her, all the times he had made her laugh, when she had first looked up over the pool table in the bar and seen him there after he’d offered to buy her a drink. She just had to get to him, and it was only those thoughts that gave her the strength, with a battered body and a broken soul to haul herself along the road on the fifteen minute walk that took her forty five until she was at his front door. She realized in her haste to leave she hadn’t brought her keys, so rang the bell and waited for him. He was probably asleep since the whole house was plunged into darkness, and when he didn’t answer the third time she rang the bell she used the last of her strength to beat her fists against the front door until she saw the light come on.

When he opened the door she had no idea what to say, but seeing him there just made her completely break down into tears.

‘Baby? What the fuck’s wrong?’ he asked urgently as she literally fell into his arms in relief, her whole body crumbling so much he had to pick her up again into his arms as he shut the door, worried out of his mind at what the hell could be so wrong.

‘ARRRRRRRH’ she shrieked in agony when she felt his arm press into her ribs.

‘Shhhhh it’s okay, it’s okay’ he said, moving his arms to around her shoulders but once again having to pick her up when she fell down again.

‘It’s not okay, it’s not, I-I’ she tried to get her words out but all she could do was cry in blind hysteria while Shannon looked at the nail marks and huge red print right across her throat. Pulling the side of his hoodie she was wearing up he saw bruising already starting to come out on her side.

‘Nadine what happened to you? Who the hell did this to you?’ he said, starting to really panic at what had happened to his girlfriend. And there, in his arms for the first time ever she admitted the torture she and Sam had suffered for the past six years, she wasn’t scared anymore.

‘My dad, he, he raped me Shannon, he’s been doing it for years but I was too scared to tell anyone and tonight I thought he was going to kill me’ she said, her words rushing out in a torrent before howling with tears once more as Shannon felt the colour drain from his face, feeling like someone had stabbed him right in the chest. He could feel something inside him fall apart, but at the same time a cold anger rise, but he knew he had to push it down, now wasn’t the time to lose it.

‘Nadine, baby it’s alright now. He can’t get you, ever again, I won’t let him, shhhh its okay’ he said, holding her as tight as he could taking into account the state of her ribs. He’d never heard anyone cry like that before in his life, and after picking her up and carrying her to the lounge (picking up a large bottle of vodka en route) he sat her down and held her as she wailed in his arms, too overcome to speak. And if he was honest, he didn’t have a clue what to say either, his head was in a mess, the only clear thought running through his mind was going down to the trailer park, hauling Ken out and beating him to death. And at that minute, he really would have done it.

They sat there silently until Nadine had stopped crying, drying her eyes on her sleeves and reaching out for the bottle on the floor in front of them.

‘Damn good idea’ she sniffed, unscrewing the cap and putting the neck straight to her mouth and sinking a mouthful, passing the bottle to Shannon who downed about five.

‘There, that’ll make me just drunk enough to not go upstairs, get my gun and go empty seventeen bullets in your daddy’s skull’ he said in a complete monotone, brow starting to crease. He then felt Nadine wrap her hands around the top of his arm and kiss his shoulder.

‘You’re the first person I’ve ever told this to’ she began, the inner door behind the secret she had kept unlocking within her. ‘My dad used to be a wonderful man, the best in fact. I have such happy memories of him from my childhood, making me a little stage in the back yard for me to tell my jokes on when I was five, walking along side with me when I went horse riding over a seven mile trail and back again, all that happy stuff you should associate with the word dad. Until I was thirteen, when he lost his job and we had to move to the trailer park he changed. He started raping Sam, and that’s why she is the way she is now’ she trailed off into tears again and leant into Shannon’s chest as his hand stroked her arm.

‘He raped her so much he sent her into that trauma, and she’ll forever be too afraid to tell anyone what he does to her, just like I was. And when he couldn’t get away with doing it to her on a regular basis he started on me, with a gun jammed against my temple’ she said, after composing herself, swallowing a big lump in her throat as Shannon felt like someone had pulled his guts out. Down went more vodka.

‘How old were you when it started?’ he asked softly.

‘Sixteen’ she said, turning to see him scrunch his eyes tightly shut.

‘Six years? He’s been putting you through that for SIX FUCKING YEARS?’ he said, not able to control the anger inside as it projected out through his voice.

‘Twice a week for six years, Tuesdays and Thursdays and if I ever got a boyfriend it would be worse, he’d do it more and more until I finished with them. According to him I’m supposed to break up with you tomorrow ‘or else’. He can’t stand any other man around me, no matter how nice and jovial he was to your face, he hates you because you have me’ she said, gently pulling the bottle out of his grasp.

‘Hate don’t even cover what I feel about that motherfucker. Why the hell didn’t you tell me before Nadine? If you’d have told me on that first night I met you I’d have fucking taken you away from it right then. Oh god, I met you on a Tuesday, he did that shit after I took you back, he......................................................’ He had to trail off; his jaw was set too tightly to speak anymore.

‘I was too scared, he told me he would kill me and Sam if I told anyone, told us he’d shoot us all, even mom and then turn the gun on himself if we ever breathed a word to anyone. I’ve been living in fear of my own safety, my life and Sam’s for too long, and I should have said something sooner, it’s my fault Sam’s sick. I could have said something! I’M SO FUCKING PATHETIC AND WEAK I SAT BACK AND LET MY SISTER GO INSANE!’ she screamed, once again being held close, this time Shannon slipping off the couch and sitting on the floor in front of her.

‘Look at me, and listen to me right now. You are not pathetic, he is! This is NOT your fault, none of it. It’s all his, his fault Sam’s the way she is, his fault you’ve been too fucking terrified to ever tell anyone, he held a goddamned fucking gun to your head Nadine! Anyone would be fucking scared and I understand that! But baby, don’t you ever, ever, ever let me hear you say this is your fault again, because it isn’t. And from tonight, it’s over, he’s never gonna hurt you or Sam again, I promise that. I’ll look after you, all of you, he can’t hurt you anymore’ he said slowly and firmly, holding her as she cried with the sadness of her confession, with the relief she felt now it had been spoken, and for knowing that at last, she was safe.

‘Owwww fuck it hurts so much’ she then cried, holding onto her side. He moved her hand and took another look at the angry red patch of skin already turning violet and blue.

‘They’re not broken, believe me if they were you wouldn’t have been able to breathe let alone walk up here. It’s just real bad bruising’ he said, softly touching the blue tinted skin. ‘What the hell did he hit you with?’ he then asked, pulling the hoodie back down and getting back up to sit next to her.

‘His fist, he just kept punching me over and over, and then he.......’ she said before she as cut up.

‘Fucking strangled you, I know I can see it’ he said angrily whilst pointing at her neck, looking away again as a tight knot of rage began to build in his stomach.

‘Give me a minute’ he said, getting up and walking away out of the lounge and into the kitchen, Nadine hearing the unlocking of the back door and then ten seconds later a huge roar and then two thuds and a cracking noise. She heaved herself up off the sofa, holding her side and walking to the kitchen, seeing Shannon through the open back door shaking his hands next to the fence, one of the two inch thick panels smashed heavily in two places.

‘If I didn’t do that I’d have exploded’ he said as she stood behind him with her hands on his shoulders.

‘Shit, Shannon look at your hands’ she said, moving around him and holding them in hers to inspect the bloodied knuckles. ‘Come on, you got splinters in there’ she said, letting his hands go and steering him by the elbow back into the house. She made him wash the blood off before going upstairs and finding her tweezers, then coming back down and picking the small fragments of wood out of his skin.

‘Shouldn’t it be me looking after you right now?’ he asked, the briefest of smiles curling one side of his mouth.

‘We can look after each other’ she said, leaning forward and kissing his cheek.

‘So now you’ve told me, when are you telling the authorities?’ he said, wincing a little as a long splinter was drawn out from beneath his skin.

‘I don’t think I’ve thought that far yet. Telling you what I just did took enough out of me’ Nadine replied, squinting to see the top of the next splinter.

‘And I’m really fucking happy you did, I’m proud of you for finally telling me. I love you’ he said, leaning in close to her and kissing her lips softly, gently catching her top lip between his and feeling her tongue press into his mouth, her thumbs stroking the back of his hands.

‘I love you too big fella’ she said, and then sighed deeply.

‘You’re scared of telling the cops aren’t you?’ he said. She nodded.

‘Look I ain’t gonna leave your side through any of this, when you call them, when they question you, when they haul that bastard in front of a judge, I’m right here with you okay?’ he said.

‘Okay. But it can’t be when Sam’s there, she’ll be terrified with all those flashing lights and shouting that’ll go on. And mamma can’t find out like that either’ said Nadine, looking over his other hand and pulling the few shallow splinters out before pressing some antiseptic into the cuts on a piece of cotton wool she’d retrieved from the bathroom, and doing the previous hand too before casting it into the bin and resting her head down on his lap, feeling his cool hands reach into the hoodie and stroke her bare back.

‘What time does he get home from work tomorrow?’ he asked, moving his thumbs across her spine.

‘About nine, why?’ she asked turning head to the side to look up at him.

‘Get your mom and Sam up here a few hours before then, and I’ll look after Sam while you and your mom talk. Then when he comes home the only people he’ll have waiting for him is the police. Unless they arrest him at work, either way, your mom and Sam won’t be anywhere near him and neither will you’ he said, still stroking her warm skin. He looked down and saw her nodding.

‘Okay, I just wish I could get Sam out of there tonight, but she should be safe, he got what he wanted and if he knew I was gone he’d have found out where you live and come banging on the door’ said Nadine as she sat back up again. ‘But for now, all I wanna do is be right next to you, and preferably in a bath too’ she finished with.

‘Come on then’ he said, getting up and lifting her carefully into his arms and carrying her from the lounge upstairs to the bathroom. He went into the bedroom to tidy the mess he had made earlier with fitting a wooden post into the underside of the bed to support the mattress until he got a replacement sorted while Nadine ran a bath and carefully got undressed.

Sitting on the toilet and wincing at the burning pain of being so brutally intruded she felt a horrible trickle of semen run out of her which sparked a thought in her head. Getting up she reached up onto the shelf for her makeup bag and pulled a cotton bud out from inside, and then inserted it into herself and gave it a small twirl around.

‘Shannon?’ she called once she was done, carefully holding the cotton bud whilst flushing the toilet.

‘Yeah?’ he said, coming into view from the open one of the two bathroom doors.

‘Can you fetch me one of those zip lock food bags from the kitchen please?’ she asked. ‘I figured I might need some more concrete proof that would otherwise be washed away in the water’ she said, gesturing to the cotton bud in her hand. She wasn’t stupid and knew it was his word against hers, but with solid forensic evidence of his semen from her body she had everything she needed.

‘You’re a damn smart girl’ he said, kissing her head before disappearing downstairs. He was back within the minute after turning on the stereo in the bedroom that filtered music through the speakers fitted in the bathroom, and after she’d got her proof sealed away she stood kissing him as the bath filled, and when it was ready she was gently lifted over the side and placed down into the water with him getting in and lying behind her, pulling her back against his chest as he wrapped his arms around her neck. They lay in silence listening to the sound of Nine Inch Nails playing, one of Nadine’s favourite bands, just stroking each other’s skin for half an hour before Shannon spoke.

‘Stupid question I know, but how are you feeling now?’ he asked.

‘That ain’t a stupid question honey. And actually I feel much better now, I feel like someone just came and lifted a heavy load off my back, but it won’t completely go until it’s all over, for good. Until he’s gone, I think I’m still gonna be scared’ she said, feeling his arms tighten protectively around her.

‘I was going to say something then, but instead just listen to this song’ he said quietly. And so Nadine lay back and listened to the lyrics of ‘We’re in this together now’, knowing them word for word already............

I've become impossible
holding on to when
when everything seemed to matter more
the two of us
all used and beaten up
watching fate as it flows down the path we
have chose

you and me
we're in this together now
none of them can stop us now
we will make it through somehow
you and me
if the world should break in two
until the very end of me
until the very end of you

awake to the sound as they peel apart the skin
they pick and they pull
trying to get their fingers in
well they've got to kill what we've found
well they've got to hate what they fear
well they've got to make it go away
well they've got to make it disappear

the farther I fall I'm beside you
as lost as I get I will find you
the deeper the wound I'm inside you
for ever and ever I'm a part of

you and me
we're in this together now
none of them can stop us now
we will make it through somehow
you and me
if the world should break in two
until the very end of me
until the very end of you

all that we were is gone we have to hold on
when all our hope is gone we have to hold on
all that we were is gone but we can hold on

you and me
we're in this together now
none of them can stop us now
we will make it through somehow
you and me
even after everything
you're the queen and I'm the king
nothing else means anything

‘And there will be a time in your life when you need to be rescued. And a man with blonde hair and tattoos will come and save you, and love you more than anything you could ever know’. Those words spoken to her seventeen years ago had never rang as true as they did on that night, laying there in his arms, safe at last.
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