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Choices II	By : tenechia Category: WWF/WWE > General Views: 1630 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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“Shawn, I can’t go. You know how much I hate wrestling. And besides, who’s going to watch Michael while we’re away? You know I just can’t leave him with anybody!”

“Mom, I’m almost 13 now. I don’t want to stay home with a babysitter. Why can’t I go and watch dad?” Michael asked. His mom Rhianna shook her head before glaring angrily at her husband.

“Shawn, have you been letting him watch…?”

“Honey look, he’s almost 13. Surely he’s old enough to watch it now. Don’t you think it’s important for him to know what his dad does for a living?”

“Mom, all my friends at school watch wrestling and they all talk about how great dad is. I want to go see him! My friend Jonathan’s dad just spent over $3000 for tickets!”

“Hmmm, they didn’t get very good seats then,” Shawn said with a laugh. Michael ran up to his dad and threw his arms around him. Shawn leaned over and picked him up.

“Dad, please. Come on...I wanna see you perform,” he said. He was now close to tears. Shawn looked up at his wife who was just standing their glaring at him.

“Uh, Michael, I tell you what, let me have a few minutes with mom so we can talk about this alright?”

“But dad…”

“Hey, it’s not a no,” he whispered to his son. “I just…your mother and I need to talk about it first ok?”

“Ok,” he said softly.

“Now go on and play. I’ll come get you when I’m done talking with your mother.” Michael ran off leaving Shawn in the kitchen with a fuming Rhianna.

“Rhi…”

“Shawn, what’s the meaning of this?” she asked in an exasperated tone of voice.

“What do you mean Rhi?” he said lazily. “What did I do this time? All I’m trying to do is…”

“Shawn, you knew that I didn’t want him exposed to that…that wrestling! It’s not good for him. Next thing you know, he’ll be running around the house playing with chairs talking about how much he wants to be like his dad and…”

“Oh, and there’s something wrong with that?” he asked, his temper starting to flare.

“No, Shawn, that’s not what I meant. I don’t want Michael…wrestling is dangerous. You know that. Don’t you want our son to be safe?”

“Yes, I do want him to be safe, but if that’s the case, I don’t see you complaining about the huge paycheck that I bring home. Does my safety count for anything?”

“IT’S NOT ABOUT THE MONEY! AND...” she turned and yelled.

“THEN WHAT??? WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM? Please, PLEASE BY ALL MEANS DO EXPLAIN. What…” he asked pulling his wife close, “what is so wrong with him knowing about my work? It’s not like I’m teaching him to be a wrestler and in the end the choice is ultimately his anyway.”

She jerked away from him and stormed out of the kitchen. Shawn sighed and sat down on a stool at his long, marble counter top. He placed his head down and started to think. It was a never ending battle every year aound this time. At first it wasn't so bad. After all, he knew that she wasn’t a big wrestling fan when he married her and because he loved her, he didn’t let that stop him from being with her. She started off going to a few of his shows but later started going less often because she hated it and it wasn’t growing on her in the least bit. Now that their son Michael was older, he was starting to get curious about the business. Most of his friends were big wrestling fans and it was no wonder that he wanted to see what it was all about. Shawn let out a groan as the phone rang. He got up and quickly answered it.

“Hello.”

“Yo, Shawn. It’s H…what’s up?”

“I’ve been better.”

“Uh, oh…what’s wrong?”

“Rhi.”

“Oh…well, I know how that goes. But anyway, reason I was calling is that Vince has a big dinner ball planned the week of Wrestlemania. We all have to show up, date or no date.”

“Aw, are you serious? Why?”

“I don’t know. I mean, it’ll be ok I guess. He said that we can invite family and close friends to come eat and dance the night away,” Hunter said, clearly amused by the whole ordeal.

“Well, I guess I’ll be dancing alone then.”

“Rhi’s not being reasonable is she?”

“No, she’s not. It’s been hell man. You have no idea and to make matters worse, my son wants me to take him to Mania this year.”

“I thought you two had this rule about him not…”

“You mean, she has that rule. I just go along with it to make her happy. Anyway, it’s going to be hell around here for the next few weeks. Michael’s friends are all going to Mania and he’s just dying to see what I do.” Shawn ran a hand through his hair as Hunter spoke through the phone.

“Oh man, so what are you going to do?”

“Hell if I know. I know one thing--this is starting to get old real quick.”

“Want my advice?” Shawn laughed. Hunter’s advice was never really worth taking too seriously but he admired his friend for trying.

“Yeah, sure. Lay it on me. I need all the help I can get.”

“Well, I think you should take him to Mania. You got all those kids at school bragging about it. It looks bad for him not to know what his own father does. I bet you some of those kids know more about you than he does.”

“I don’t know. He says most of them think I’m cool, but all I hear lately is Cena this or Cena that.” Shawn let out a laugh. He knew Cena was a great guy but it always struck him as funny how the younger kids catered to him.

“You need to break that habit. You’re ten times the man Cena is in the ring. Your son should witness it first hand.”

“Yeah, well I’ll see what I can do.”

“Oh and before you hang up let me just say that you should make your wife come with you to the dance.”

“I’m telling you, she’s not going to come. Why waste my breath?”

“Why waste your time?” he said coolly.

“What? Hunter, look…”

“Yeah, I know. You love her and blah blah blah…you’re going to keep the family together blah blah blah…But Shawn, you have to go and she needs to be by your side. I mean, even Jeff has a date and you know how complicated and picky he can be.”

“Jeff? Whoa. Yeah, you’re right, I do need a date. Well, thanks for the heads up man. I’ll do my best.”

“Alright. You hang in there. Later bro.”

“Later.” Shawn hung up the phone and started making his way up the stairs. He dreaded the conversation that was about to happen, but for once Hunter was right. He needed his wife to be there with him…for him and he wasn’t about to just let things go this time around.
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