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Kid Sister	By : famous1064 Category: WWF/WWE > General Views: 2927 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 18 : Not a Day goes by….

Shane woke me up at 7:30 on the dot like I had asked. He was always an early riser and could wake me up without resorting to pouring cold water over my head.

I took a shower, at one point hearing the door to the hotel room open but dismissing it as being Matt or Jeff. I threw on old jeans and a decent looking red sweater and walked out, still brushing my hair. I stopped when I saw who was sitting at the table next to Shane.

“Hello Sunshine.”

He stood and smiled at me, putting his arms out for a hug. I couldn’t help it. It was Sappy I know but I ran at him and held onto him for dear life. I screamed loud enough to wake the dead I was so happy. He held on, probably not able to breathe but not in the least trying to remove me from where I was now attached to him.

Shane coughed behind us, smirking. Glenn looked up at him and returned the gesture, letting me turn around in front of him. Shane spoke, obviously pleased at the outcome of the whole thing. “This is too right, and too sugary for my taste. I believe you two had a breakfast date, by order of the resident veteran himself, Mark Callaway. I was told to make sure you two didn’t just stay in and fool around. You are to go to breakfast and go talk. No arguments.”

Glenn nodded, obviously a bit disappointed Shane had talked to Mark. “Are you going to spy on us now too, Helms? Maybe I do want to…”

“Glenn!” I held him tighter and laughed at him.

He held me tighter, looking slightly down to smile at me. “Hey, It has been six months since I seen you, since I’ve had you. Of course I’d want to. Don’t you want to…”

Shane broke it up by pushing us out the door. “Go to Breakfast!”

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Glenn led me out of the hotel, out into the parking lot and over to a shiny black Titan, not the usual truck or SUV he drove. I cocked an eye at him as he fished out the keys.

“Mark took the truck. Something to do with going to visit Sara. He’ll drop it off at the rental place in Houston. What, you don’t want to ride the bike?”

I smiled at him, watching him climb on the low black motorcycle. “It’s a little cold, but I’ll ride if you’re in control. If it was that friend of yours I’d be scared to, damned kamikaze biker.” I swung on to the seat behind him , wrapping my fingers into his belt loops in the front. As far as I’d known, he’d never taken out one of Mark’s bikes, unless Mark was with him, so this was a new development. Not complaining though, I got to be very close to him. I could have done something very bad, but I didn’t feel like being in an accident.

We stopped at a little place out on the highway, there weren’t many people there so I think that’s why he stopped. He parked the bike, helping me off of it, and led me inside. Thank God we were in South Texas or I would have frozen to death on that ride. He led me with a hand on my back to a booth near a window on the side of the room. We waited as the server brought coffee and took our orders. Yep, he still eats a lot.

“Ok Big guy, What did you want to talk about?” I put my arms on the table. leaning on them as they were crossed in front of me. I was curious. We hadn’t had a decent talk in a while, being pulled apart and all.

Glenn reached out and took one of my hands. He held it gently, almost lightly in his own, playing with my fingers, and he didn’t look at me as he did it. He was almost intent on just holding my hand. After about five minutes I wrapped my fingers around the palm of his hand and squeezed it to get his attention. “Glenn…”

“I missed you.”

He didn’t look at me but I could tell he was on the verge of losing it from the tone of his voice. It was almost if he was hurt, which I could understand. He was hurt. It hurt him for the last six months, to believe what he had. I held his hand tighter, looking at the top of his head as he looked down and poured his heart out.

“I missed you. I have hated the last few months. I couldn’t stand it. The thought of you and Chris, I don’t even know why I would even think you could have. You and he never got along. You didn’t even like him, how could you have slept with him right? I just made a fucked up assumption based on Myra. You are nothing like her. I know I’ve been a jackass to you, I called you some things yesterday that I wouldn’t blame you if you didn’t forgive me for. Mark, I know called you a whore and I am sorry for it and so is he. I called you worse while you were gone. I…Damn it I fucked up. You did nothing to deserve the way we all treated you. I just hope you can forgive all of us. Forgive me.”

He looked up at me at this point, looking at my eyes. I admit I couldn’t take my eyes off his. I forgave him and didn’t want to make him suffer anymore. I rubbed his knuckles, looking down at them for a second and then back to him. I smiled as I looked up, rubbing my thumb over the top of his hand. “I forgive you Glenn, you didn’t know. Chris and Stephanie played us both. She knew to get to me she’d have to get to you and Chris went along with it like the fucked up little dog he is. I missed you too Big Man. It’s been pure hell being away from you. Will you promise me something?”

He nodded, cocking his head. Damn that’s too cute. “Next time you think something is up or want to know something, Ask ME! Let’s clear up confusion before it gets us in a bad situation again. I’ll promise the same thing. Ok Lover boy?”

Glenn smiled at me, taking one of his hands and rubbing my cheek. “I promise Sweetheart. I Love you Faith.”

I looked at him, wanting nothing more than to go over and ravish the poor guy. “I Love you too Glenn.”

He smiled at me, then a look of remembrance came over him and he fished in his jacket pocket. He pulled out a blue velvet box and slid it over to me. “This was supposed to be your Christmas present. It’s a little late but better late than never.”

I took the box, hoping to hell it wasn’t a ring and was proven right when I saw a small silver locket inside. I took it out and looked at him with it in my hands. “Glenn?” I looked down at the small piece of silver on the thin shining chain. It had really delicate scrollwork and a small diamond in the middle. I could tell it was antique and was afraid to touch it.

“Put it on.” He took it from my hands and unclasped it, as small as it was. He had it around my neck quickly, leaning over the table. I put my hand up to the pendant, fingering it and then looking back at Glenn. I couldn’t speak so he did, smiling and turning a bit red. “It was my grandmother’s, Mom’s side. She was supposed to give it to her daughter, but she never had any, just Me. I asked her for it back in July, before everything happened. She felt it was right to give it to you too, you are like a daughter to her. She and I both want you to have it. She loves you like a daughter, I love you as my wife.”

I couldn’t think for a minute, processing the information. I read between the lines a bit and looked him in the eyes, reading him. I watched the hazel in his eyes darken, looking in my eyes for something. “Glenn are you… Oh god don’t say it.”

He laughed quietly, under his breath. “No Faith…” I breathed a sigh of relief at that but he spoke again, his eyes laughing. “No, not now, we need to be together longer. The locket is a promise from me to you. Faith, I will marry you one day. I don’t know when I will be ready but, little Sunshine, I will marry you. Nothing will stop me from that. Ok?”

I nodded still a bit shocked as our orders came. We ate in silence, finishing quickly, still sitting there looking at each other, He decided to leave after I didn’t say anything for a while, numbly looking at him for some reason. I just didn’t know what to say. It felt like my brain had shut down. He helped me put on my coat and lead me out after he paid the bill. We got on the bike; I held onto his sides as he raced the engine and we took off. I laid my head on his back as we went down the highway. I didn’t know where we were going, didn’t really care, nothing was registering in my head. ‘I don’t know when I will be ready but, little Sunshine, I will marry you’. I don’t know why the concept was affecting my brain this way it just was. It was like that one statement for him had made my mind hit overload. Or was it the words. After a bit, I knew what it was, everything. The last six months, the lies from Stephanie and Irvine, the separation, the pain of not being there with him, all of it had hit he full force and I didn’t think I could handle it with my composure in tact for much longer.

I somewhat came back to my senses as we pulled onto a side road and he skidded to a stop. He hopped off the bike and turned to me, holding my shoulders and looking at me for I think was some semblance of thought.

“Have you gone catatonic on me, Fay? Hun, are you alright?”

I shook my head and wrapped my arms around his neck. He put his around me and held me. I buried my head into his shoulder and cried, everything coming out. He didn’t care that I was going to ruin his leather coat obviously and let me cry, rubbing my back and promising me continually that the pain would stop, that he loved me and wasn’t going to let go unless I wanted him to.

I finally looked up at him, my face red as his ring attire and tears still streaming down my face. “Promise me you’ll never leave me again. Promise me you’ll stay with me. I can’t do it again. I can’t.” I buried my head in his chest and he held me tighter. I almost couldn’t breathe as tight as he held me but then again I didn’t care, he was there.

“I promise you I will not leave again, Faith. Never. I wouldn’t live through it if I had to.” He lifted my head with a finger and smiled at me. “This mean you are mine again? You got you’re ‘big guy’ back, did I get my Sunshine?”

“You never lost her. She was always there. All you had to do was look and believe.”

He gripped me again and then pulled away, standing straight up, which made him seem taller than he was, which is as you know, huge. He got back on and turned around to look at me over his shoulder. “We’re a couple hours from Houston. What do you say we head back to the hotel get our stuff, tie it to the back, head to Mark’s, drop off the bike and go somewhere? Want to?”

I leaned forward, putting my chin on his shoulder, and whispered in his ear. “Where will we head to then?”

“Cameron. I want to meet your dad.”

Not a day goes by that I don't think of you
After all this time you're still with me it's true
Somehow you remain locked so deep inside
Baby, baby, oh baby, not a day goes by
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