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Reflection	By : SarAndAsh Category: WWF/WWE > Het - Male/Female Views: 2011 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Storme’s POV

I thought things couldn’t have gotten any more complicated in my life than having sex with Shannon in the back of Jeff’s car at the club. Turns out that I was wrong about that, very wrong actually. Phillip had gone and told my dad about my little romp on the backseat with Shan, so you can imagine that reaction. That next morning, I had woken up with a giant hangover. Next thing I know, dad is dang near breaking the door down and threatening to kill him. While dealing with a hangover, I managed to keep everyone alive and mostly unharmed.

Daddy still hated him though, wanted to rip his head off every time he saw him, but he wasn’t, thankfully. The only reason he was letting Shannon continue breathing is because I had begged him not to hurt him. Of course, this involved me having to reveal that I was in love with him before I got listened to. Funny how people tend to listen when you scream out that you’re in love with someone they’re trying to kill. So yeah, one disaster had been averted for the time being, at least until daddy found something else to try and kill him over.

Of course, that had been two months ago, things weren’t much better now than they had been then either. Daddy still wanted to murder Shannon, and half the time I couldn’t even be in the same room as my own boyfriend. Why? I have no idea, but we are always fighting these days, about everything. There are times when I want to choke the life out of him, and other times I just run off and cry like a baby on Ame’s shoulder. Glenn has expressed wanting to kill us both over it all, so I’ve been trying to tone it down a little when I can. Talk about emotional; I have been completely nutters for a while now.

My matches were still going according to plan though, so at least Vince wasn’t pissed off at me too. The last thing I needed was a big ordeal with Vince over something stupid, cause I’d have to punch him out. You just don’t know the extent of his annoying ways until you actually work for him. Good thing is, I’m set up to be able to finally compete for the Women’s title in a couple of weeks at Bad Blood. Funny they named it that, because there’s gonna be some bad blood by then if Kelly-Kelly doesn’t keep her eyes off of Shannon. Oh yeah, I caught her checking him out more than once, and had to be restrained.

So here I am, sitting in my hotel room with Shane and Matt, who are fighting over a video game at the moment. Rolling my eyes, I got up off the bed and excused myself from the room; I just wasn’t in the mood for them. For the last week I had been so sick it wasn’t even funny anymore. Everyone wants me to go see a doctor, but I seriously hate doctors, so I’ve just been taking it easy. As it was right now, I was still queasy, but had managed not to actually get sick today, point for me! It wouldn’t last though, it never did when I was sick; before the day was over I’d be in the bathroom.

Walking out into the hall, I sighed and leaned against the wall beside the door, I really wanted to kick them out and go back to bed. Could I actually kick two of my best friends out of my hotel room? I probably could, but then I would have to listen to people bang on the door because they were worried. Rolling my eyes a little, I started down the hall toward Ame and Glenn’s room to see if they were there. She hadn’t mentioned going anywhere, and I was hoping to be able to hang out with her for a bit. Really, I’m trying not to intrude with her and Glenn all the time, it’s just habit to want to run to her all the time and he usually understands.

I knocked on the door to their room and waited for an answer, but there wasn’t a single sound from inside the room. Raising an eyebrow, I knocked again, a little louder this time in case I hadn’t been heard. When there was no answer the second time, I sighed and turned around, walking back toward my room. If Ame wasn’t there, I’d just go down to the gym and work out for a while. We were in Miami, I should have been down on the beach having fun, but I didn’t even feel like hauling my butt down to the beach. Honestly, I didn’t feel like going to the gym either, but I was starting to gain weight here.

No I wasn’t getting fat or anything, I’d just noticed that I was beginning to put on a few pounds without explanation. Unlocking the door, I walked into my room and stepped around the two children arguing on the floor. Yes I called them children, because they were acting like it and getting on my last nerve. I picked up my cell and stuck my feet into my shoes, “Going down to the gym guys, don’t demolish my room please.” As I expected, there was no answer from them so I just walked back out into the hallway. You never got an answer when men were preoccupied with playing a video game.

Going down the stairs, I rounded the corner to go into the gym, hoping that it wasn’t packed full of people. Luckily for me, there wasn’t a single person around at all, which made me feel a lot better already. Walking over, I went to the treadmill to jog a little; it was one of my favorite machines to get on anyway. Putting in my settings I liked, I started off jogging, keeping a steady pace so I didn’t get tired too fast. The last thing I needed was to get too warm from working out too fast and then get sick in here. Trust me, it isn’t pretty if someone hurls in the work out room, it just isn’t.

My mind was wandering all over the place; I didn’t even hear the door open and close until I felt a hand on my shoulder. I let out a squeal and jumped, had it not been for the mystery person, I would have hit the floor face first. Part of me was shaking and the other part was trying to regain my balance with a little help. Strong arms helped me back onto my feet, holding me until I was standing on my own. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…” When I looked up, I was looking right into Phillip’s face, and I almost screamed. Jerking away from him, I backed up and put some distance and a treadmill between us.

“Whoa Regan, just take it easy.” He said as he watched me carefully, a light smirk on his face as he looked at me. If I had felt sick before, it was nothing compared to what I was feeling right now. Panic set in because we were alone, and I eyed the door before making a mad dash for it, hoping to get away. I tried to scream when his arm went around my waist and pulled me back, but his hand went over my mouth. My heart was racing, and I started fighting back as hard as I could to get away from him. Popping my head backward, I hit him in the face with the back of my head and he let go of me.

Not wasting a second, I took off out the door as fast as my feet would carry me away from him. Tears were stinging my eyes as I ran up the stairs, taking them two at a time, nearly falling on the way up them. I was near to a breakdown when I reached my floor, running down the hall, turning my head to look behind me. A second later, I collided with someone and nearly came off the floor until a familiar scent surrounded me. Shannon, thank God it was him standing there holding me this time. He had stumbled a bit, but caught me and held me close against him, gently rubbing my back, “Baby calm down, and tell me what’s wrong.”

My hands gripped his shirt and I buried my face against his chest, trying not to cry like a big baby, “It was Phillip, he came in the gym.” Shannon sighed, and I tensed up a little bit, it sounded like he was a little annoyed with me. “Regan look, it’s been months since he tried to hurt you, I think you’re still over reacting about what happened last time.” Over reacting huh, well fine then, I’ll go over react on my own. Pushing him away from me, I wiped my eyes and tried my best not to fall apart just yet, “Since I’m just over reacting, I’ll go and over react by myself!”

I yanked the door to my room open after I unlocked it and looked at the two men on the floor still playing games. “Both of you get out!” At the moment, I didn’t care about being nice to them; I wanted to be alone right now. Shane and Matt were quick to do what I asked, Shannon behind me apologizing to them before he turned back to me. “Come on, don’t be like this, I didn’t mean it like that, baby.” Stepping into my room, I turned to look at him, my eyes narrowed and one hand on my hip, oh yes I was mad. “You damn well meant it, Shannon! If that’s how you think of things now, then maybe I don’t need you!”

Ok that hurt me more than I thought it would, and I broke down into tears, slamming the door behind me. I leaned against it heavily and slid down to the floor, resting my head on my knees. Right now, I really needed my best friend to talk to and I had no idea where she was, she hadn’t even mentioned she’d left. It was already nearly seven thirty, so I decided to start trying to call Ame on my cell. Honestly it was hard to do anything when I was crying so much, needing to talk to her about what I’d just done. I think I just about ruined all chances I had with Shannon because of that little outburst.

Her phone rang a few times and then went on to voicemail, which was a little odd and irritated me some too. Standing up, I made it to the bed and lay down, scrolling on to Glenn’s number to try his and see. It rang a few times and then went to voicemail, well that was just downright peachy. Sighing, I dropped my phone onto the bedside table and jerked the blankets over my head. Kicking my shoes off, I pulled my legs under the blankets and curled up with my pillows that smelled like Shannon. The familiar scent made fresh tears well up in my eyes, and I swear I’ve never been this emotional in my life.

Not even fifteen minutes later, my phone started ringing and I looked at it, frowning a little when I saw it was Ame’s number. Sighing, I flipped my phone open and brought it up to my ear, “Yeah?” She paused and I shifted a bit, “Regan, guess what Glenn just asked me!” I felt my stomach tighten into knots and closed my eyes. I knew it was going to happen, and I was happy for her, really happy, but it hurt like hell too. “Congratulations, Ame, I’m really happy for you both.” It was all I could manage, and I had to sit up quickly, I was feeling like I was going to get sick again.

“Come on Reg, you’re supposed to be screaming for me here! You’re not still sick are you?” She asked, and I had to take a deep breath to keep from getting sick right there, I really did not feel good. “I’ll scream when I’m not ready to hurl, Ame. Look, I’m heading out tomorrow on the five-am flight to the next city, I can’t stay here anymore. I want you with me, but I’ll understand if you can’t.” There wasn’t time for me to say anything else, I dropped the phone and ran into the bathroom, hitting my knees as soon as I was inside. It felt like I was dying, and honestly I’d rather die than keep getting sick like this, really I would.

When my stomach finally calmed a little, I leaned back against the sink cabinets, closing my eyes with a light sigh. Something wasn’t right; I had known that for a while now, a woman just knows these things. Pulling myself up on my feet, I managed to get myself cleaned up and then reached into the bag I carried everywhere with me. I pulled out a box and slid a hand through my hair as I looked at it. “Come on Regan, its not like it’s going to turn up positive…” I said to myself as I pulled the box open and took the little white stick out of it.

A few minutes later, I had peed on the stick and was sitting on the floor, looking at it like it might attack me. I hated waiting for anything, and the last thing I wanted to wait for was to know if I was pregnant or not. Just thinking about it, my stomach rolled again and I found myself back on my knees. It’s always worse the second time, and it had me crying again before I finished getting sick. This was as close to suffering as I had ever been, I hated it and I had no one to run to for comfort right now. My dad was completely out of the question, if he even suspected I was pregnant, he’d kill me and then Shannon, bring us back to life and kill us all over again.

I just stayed on the floor, kneeling just in case I got sick again, I don’t even see how I had anything left in me to get sick from. For the past few days, I’d barely eaten anything, and was still getting horribly sick every time I turned around. Glancing over at the door, I got up and went into the bedroom, lying back down on the bed. I’d worry about that stupid pregnancy test tomorrow, no way I was pregnant, it’s just a virus. Hey it can happen, Shane was sick just a few days ago with a stomach bug, so I could have easily picked it up from him.

Closing my eyes, I curled back down in my bed of blankets and pillows that smelled like Shannon. It wasn’t long before I was out like a light, desperately needing the rest before I had to get on a plane tomorrow. The big question was how I was going to survive flying when I was puking my guts out every time I moved. Yeah, that would be interesting to have to deal with; I was hoping I could at least make it to the next city before I had to get sick tomorrow. I’d skip breakfast and just eat a little when we landed, if I were lucky it would work.
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