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Choices II	By : tenechia Category: WWF/WWE > General Views: 1630 -:- 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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Shawn entered the kitchen as his mother was placing covered dishes on the table.

“About time you got in here son.”

“Yeah, whatever.”

“Uh, huh. So what happened in the back?” she asked curtly, still placing dishes on the table.

“Nothing.”

“Uh, huh. If you say so. Your face is flushed and I think you should put on some thicker shorts,” she said laughing. Shawn glanced down and he felt his face turn hot.

“Mother, why are you...why did you do that? I can’t put myself in these positions. I’m married and…”

“As if you really want to be with Rhi at the moment,” she replied rolling her eyes. “Quite frankly I wish I could shove her over a cliff and call it a day—don’t look at me like that. Your son’s not even listening.”

Before he could reply, Kim walked into the kitchen looking just as flushed. She met Shawn’s eye but only for a second before blushing.

“Wow. Now I know you two have something going on.”

“Ma, it’s not what you…”

“Who said I was complaining? Now shut up, sit down, and let’s dig in.”

They all sat down and started passing different dishes around, helping themselves after grace. Shawn did not sit next to Kim but he sat across from her. Margaret sat across from Michael but she made sure to sit on the end near both Shawn and Kim. They were passing the last dish around when Michael asked a question.

“Dad, what took you so long to change?” Shawn glanced at Kim who was now taking sips of her Sprite.

“Well, son, I got kind of caught up.” Kim choked on her Sprite trying to suppress a laugh. Shawn stuck his tongue out at her but only far enough where she could see. She turned her head and started paying more attention to a spot on the wall.

“Caught up?” his son asked.

“Yeah, why don’t you ask your grandmother about that,” he said eyeing his mother with a sly grin on his face.

“What? I didn’t…Ok. So I’m the reason your father took so long, but I have you to know he wasn’t complaining much. In fact, by the looks of it,” she said leaning over looking under the table, “he seems to have enjoyed himself very much.” Shawn glared at his mother as his face burned a darker shade of red.

“Oh whatever. Let’s just eat.”

They ate but not in complete silence. For a while, Margaret entertained Kim and Michael with stories about her son in his younger days. In between the stories, Kim and Shawn would glance at each other and smile. Every now and then, his feet would brush hers under the table and she would laugh out loud as Shawn would quickly put food in his mouth pretending not to notice.

“Wow. You two are amazing,” his mother said with a smile. Shawn and Kim looked at her with confused looks on their faces. “I have been watching you throughout dinner and you two just can’t seem to stop smiling at each other.”

“Uh…well…”

“It’s true dad. Grandma winked at me and told me to watch you guys. You look so happy. Dad, I haven’t seen you smile like this in forever.” Shawn stared at his son in awe.

“I’m sorry if I haven’t been smiling enough. When I’m here with…family and friends it’s hard not to smile.”

“But at home…you never smile anymore and I know its cause of mom.” There was an awkward silence before Margaret stood up.

“If you’re done I’ll start the cleaning.”

“No, wait grandma. Ask dad…why can’t you and mom look at each other that way?”

“Like what son? In what way?” Kim shifted nervously in her seat and Margaret gave her a reassuring smile.

“You and Kim…There’s something about the way you look at her…and the way she looks at you. You both seem so happy and I just…I wish it was like that at home!”

He was now starting to cry. Kim gave Margaret a pleading look before excusing herself from the table and going back to the room down the hall. Shawn watched her leave and immediately felt guilty. What am I doing to her? I know we can’t be together yet I keep toying with her.

“I’m…I’m sorry son. I guess I need to do better.” He got up and went over to his son and squatted down at his chair. “It’s just that, right now, your mother and I are having a lot of different opinions. It didn’t used to be that way.”

“About me right?” he asked sadly.

“No, not just you, but about a lot of things.”

“Like what?”

“Well…for starters, she doesn’t like the long hours that I work.”

“Oh.” Shawn patted his son on the head before pulling him into a hug.

“You know I only want what’s best for you.”

“I know dad…It just seems as though we’re not a family anymore.”

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Kim jumped at the knock on the door.

“Uh…come in.”

She looked up and saw Margaret coming into the room. She had a sad expression her face as she sat on the bed next to her.

“How are you dear?” she asked politely.

“I’m ok.”

“Did you enjoy dinner?”

“Oh yes. Everything was great!” Margaret hesitated before asking her next question.

“How do you feel about my son?” she asked softly.

“Uh…well…It’s kind of complicated,” she admitted.

“Do you love him?” Kim stared at her for a moment then looked at the floor.

“Ms. Margaret, I’m not…trying to come between Rhi and your son,” she stammered.

“I didn’t say that you were. Listen darling, don’t be afraid of me. I’m only trying to look out for Shawn and if I didn’t think you cared for him then you would know it,” she grinned.

“I…I know that I may be young…but I really feel strongly for him. I’ve never been in love before so I have no idea what that feels like,” she replied softly.

“That’s okay honey. If it makes it easier for you, I think he cares for you a lot too.”

“But don’t you see Margaret, it’s not supposed to be this way. His son…”

“Yes, his son is having a time at home. Shawn tells him he can do something and then his mother tells him no. She kills me you know! She ought to quit trying to baby that boy otherwise he’ll grow up and be a weakling! Anyway…I almost got riled up there…his son…well, I’m not sure what to say about that. He’s thirteen going on fourteen…almost a teenager. He’s got to understand that sometimes change is for the best.”

“But it’s not his fault that Rhi…”

“Yes, I know but it’s his fault that Shawn won’t do what’s right for Shawn.”

“What do you mean?”

“You’re a smart girl. Shawn does a lot of things just to keep his son happy. Now don’t get me wrong, it’s good that Shawn wants to keep his son happy but he also needs to be happy himself. If you’re not happy when you’re busy making others happy then what’s the point? If your drive is making others happy then you ought to at least get some satisfaction out of it!”

“I’m still confused. Shawn told me already—in so many words—that he loves making his son happy.”

“Yes, but when Rhi’s involved he’s never really happy anymore,” she replied. Kim looked up and saw the older woman was now crying. Kim put an arm around her to comfort her a little. “Don’t…tell him I told you these things. He’d never want anyone to know what he’s going through. He doesn’t tell me everything but we women know these things. Plus,” she said now standing heading towards the door, “I never liked Rhi in the first place but thank GOD for my grandson.” Kim laughed as she followed Margaret out of the room and back up the hall.

Shawn was still sitting in the kitchen when his mother and Kim came back up the hall.

“Calm down son. I wasn’t going to kill her!” Shawn looked confused but his mother answered sharply, “I saw the color come back in your face when Kim appeared. I know you were worried about her!”

“I guess but…”

“Don’t even try it. Anyway, I think all of your things are dry now if you want to change.”

“Uh…yes, I think I’ll…go change,” Kim said quickly as Michael entered the kitchen.

“Uh…Miss Kim? Please…don’t go. I wanted to talk with you…alone.” Shawn and Margaret exchanged wavering looks but left the kitchen so that the other two could talk.

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“I wonder what he doesn’t want us to hear,” Shawn said thoughtfully. Margarete just rolled her eyes.

“More than likely he wants to talk about you…or his mother.”

“But why not talk to me?! I’m his father!” he whispered angrily.

“That’s because he knows you’ll tell him what he wants to hear.”

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Kim stared at Michael in shock for a moment before nervously taking a seat at the table. Michael pulled up a chair and sat next to her.

“So…so how did you meet my dad?” he asked curiously. “You two seem like you’ve been friends forever even though I know that isn’t true. You don’t look all that old,” he said smiling up at her.

“Well, I met your dad last year,” she said thoughtfully. “He…well, we happened to be in an elevator at the same time. I was carrying a whole bunch of wrestling gear to my room. I should have asked for help but I was trying to be superwoman.” Michael let out a laugh as Kim continued. “So when we got off the elevator I walked a few steps and dropped all my wrestling gear. Your father helped me carry it to my room and then engaged me in conversation.”

“What did my dad say?” he asked eagerly.

“Well…I’m pretty sure he had to know I was a big wrestling fan but he asked anyway. I told him yes, and then he asked me who my favorite wrestler was.”

“Who is your favorite wrestler?” he asked curiously. “Surely not my dad,” he said grinning.

“That’s the thing, you see, most of my gear that I bought were HBK shirts.”

“No way!”

“Yep,” she said grinning.

“So my dad’s your favorite wrestler?” he asked incredulously.

“Yes, and of course your dad knew that. He got a good laugh out of making me blush.”

“So what did you say to him?”

“My you’re full of questions tonight,” she grinned.

“I’m…I’m sorry if…”

“No, it’s ok. I don’t mind sharing. Let’s see…so I told your dad that I absolutely adored the Heartbreak Kid Shawn Michaels.”

“Oh wow…I wish I could have seen his face!”

“Don’t pick on me!”

“How could you not know it was my dad?”

“Well, I mean…I knew he looked familiar, but…Nothing cool ever happens to me. But before he left my room, we shook hands and I told him my name. As he was leaving the room he told me his name was Shawn…So there you have it. That’s how I met your dad.”

“Oh, cool. Dad’s awesome!”

“Yeah, he is,” she said dreamily.

“I’ve never seen my dad wrestle. How is he? And do you like DX?” Kim laughed.

“Your dad arguably the greatest in ring performer the WWE has ever seen. He can’t be touched. Sure he has a few that may rival him someday like Y2J but he’s still the greatest.”

“Wow…AWESOME!”

“As for DX,” she grinned, “your dad’s real good friends with the members of DX. Do you know HHH?”

“Yeah, Hunter’s dad’s best friend.”

“Well, Hunter knows a lot about DX too. When you get the chance you should ask him about it.”

“I will…Um…Miss Kim?”

“Yes?”

“I like you a lot. You’re a cool person and…I’m glad you met my dad. You make him happy and I’ve never seen him smile so much.” Kim stared at him in awe. His compliment caught her off guard.

“Oh, well…thank you so much Michael. That means a lot to me.” He grinned before jumping out of his chair and giving her a hug.

“So you and me tomorrow right Miss Kim?”

“You bet buddy!” she said slapping him a high five before he ran off to find his dad.
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