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Friend Or Foe: Chapter 35 The Only Victim
Carmi's POV
“Violet isn't here,” I said, closing the door again. “Shae-Shae, c'mon,” Shane pleaded. “No, Shane. I really don't feel like talking to you right now,” I said through the door. “Carmichael, let me in!” he yelled. “No Shane, I'm not going to! Go away!” I screamed. “If Violet's in there please let me talk to her,” he begged. “She's not here! I told you already!” I said, pounding on the door.
“Where is she then!?!” he asked. “She's at home in Cameron!” I answered. I heard Shane punch the door and it shuddered. “Why isn't she here?” he asked, this time quieter. “She's hurt,” I replied. “How'd she get hurt?” he questioned. “You mean you didn't hear about the biggest cat fight in WWE history?” I asked. “No, what of it?” he asked, sounding a little surprised.
“Michelle and Maria attacked Vio pretty much. She kicked their asses but in the process she hurt her ankle,” I explained. “Why didn't anyone tell me?” he asked. “I don't know Shane, maybe because you were being a total fucktard toward her?” I asked rhetorically. “Don't act like she's the only victim!” he yelled, getting angry and defensive again.
“She loves you, she's not a victim!” I yelled. “She doesn't love me the way I want her to!” he kicked the door then disappeared. I turned and leaned my back against the door and slid to the ground. “Yes, she does....she really does,” I whispered, but he didn't hear anymore. “Is he gone?” John asked walking out of the bathroom. I nodded.
“You know, I thought your brother was a pretty smart guy. But after I talked to him that day...I'm really not sure anymore.” John stated. “Will you tell me know what my brother said?” I asked impatiently. “I guess since he seems to be believing it himself,” John shrugged. He pulled me to my feet and led me over to the couch. Then told me what my stupid brother said.
Violet's POV[Cameron, North Carolina; April 3, 2009]
“Shannon, have you noticed how SmackDown gets worse and worse each week? I mean, this whole Big Show, Vickie, Edge triangle is completely disgusting. And I'm sure the fans agree with me,” I ranted. Shannon rolled his eyes. I hadn't stopped talking since SmackDown started. “Shut up, Jeff's match is next,” he told me shaking his head. I huffed and crossed my arms over my chest.
Shannon and I hadn't really done anything today or this past week. He finished up the new tattoo on my shoulder blade and that was it, but that last Sunday. Tonight I cooked dinner for us, because I felt like it. And the whole family agrees my homemade meals are the best. Shannon didn't complain whatsoever. And now we were watching SmackDown.
WrestleMania was on Sunday. I was flying out there tomorrow and would join up with the gang. Tomorrow night I would go to the Hall of Fame ceremony after an autograph signing with Jeff. Then at WrestleMania I would be in the 25 Diva Battle Royal for the title of Miss WrestleMania. Too bad I wasn't scheduled to win. Actually Santino's “Twin Sister” 'Santina' was due to win the title.
That kinda infuriated me and several of the other divas.
Anyways, back to watching SmackDown with Shannon. Jeff defeated Ezekiel, god that guy scared me. And he wears all white, which is just plain weird! And then I didn't pay much attention until... “THAT IS SO FUCKED UP! IT SHOULDN'T BE GAIL & MARIA VS MICHELLE AND MARYSE! IT SHOULD BE GAIL AND MARYSE VS THE BITCH and THE WHORE!” I yelled at the TV. Shannon just smirked and I shot him a glare.
In the end, Gail & Maria won. I cheered on Gail but seriously booed Maria. That slut. I fell asleep on the couch after that.
Shannon's POV
SmackDown had just finished up and Vio had dozed off a while ago. I just sat there, watching her. She looked so much better now than she did last weekend. Hopefully she'd get even better. But I knew that would only happen if Shane came to his senses. Speaking of the senseless bastard...
Violet's phone lit up, showing someone was calling. I picked it up off the coffee table and saw that it was Shane. I shrugged, “Hello.” I answered. “Shannon? Why are you answering Violet's phone?” I stood up and walked out of the room, not wanting to wake Vio. “She's sleeping and can't really answer right now.” “She's sleeping?” “Yeah, Shane. People do that.” “I know that. It's just.” He groaned.
“It's what Shane?” “Nothing Shane.” We paused and it was very uncomfortable. “Will you tell her I called.” “Sure, just to make her fucking cry.” “Shannon.” “No, Shane. Seriously. How much more dense could you get? And what was with the whole Jamie deal. Do you know how bad that hurt Violet?” “Sha—.” I cute him off.
“She deserves better than this. The man that she loves should not treat her the way you do. It's just fucked up. Shane, you haven't seen her at her worst. I'm the one who's been there. The one who's seen her cry. The one who's heard her and given her opinions on her thoughts. I'm the one who helped her figure out she was in love with you! A little thanks would be nice.” I wasn't done though.
“But I don't want anyone to thank me because Violet knew it all along. She just didn't know what to do. It was so soon after Matt and she was confused and heartbroken after him. She didn't know what the hell she could and couldn't trust. But she can always trust me. I'm the only solid thing in her life. I'm the only person she never fights. Have you ever noticed that?” I took a breath.
“It's because I'm the only one who listens and doesn't pass judgment.” I calmed myself down and Shane stayed silent. “So make up your mind, one last time. And make your move because we all know what you're gonna choose.” and with that I hung up.
I crept back into the living room and thankfully Violet was still asleep. I let out a sigh of relief as I set her phone down and then gently woke her up. “Hey Mama Bugga Bugga, I'm gonna head home. I'll see you after the draft okay?” I asked. She nodded and hugged me tightly. “I'll miss you Shan,” she whispered. I smiled slightly, “i know. And I'll miss you too.”
I straightened and then left her house.
Violet's POV
I sighed standing up. I ignored my phone as it rang and left it there without checking who had called. I jogged up my stairs and decided to finish packing. I shoved everything into my two suitcases then got ready for bed.
Just as I was about to get into my warm and snuggly bed I remembered my phone downstairs. With a sigh I went to retrieve it. I picked it up off the coffee table and saw that Carmi, Jeff, and Shane had called. I swallowed but decided not to listen to any of my messages until morning. I drug myself back upstairs and crawled into bed.
I was exhausted but at least my knee was all better. I would be completely ready for WrestleMania. And I was excited.
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“Violet isn't here,” I said, closing the door again. “Shae-Shae, c'mon,” Shane pleaded. “No, Shane. I really don't feel like talking to you right now,” I said through the door. “Carmichael, let me in!” he yelled. “No Shane, I'm not going to! Go away!” I screamed. “If Violet's in there please let me talk to her,” he begged. “She's not here! I told you already!” I said, pounding on the door.
“Where is she then!?!” he asked. “She's at home in Cameron!” I answered. I heard Shane punch the door and it shuddered. “Why isn't she here?” he asked, this time quieter. “She's hurt,” I replied. “How'd she get hurt?” he questioned. “You mean you didn't hear about the biggest cat fight in WWE history?” I asked. “No, what of it?” he asked, sounding a little surprised.
“Michelle and Maria attacked Vio pretty much. She kicked their asses but in the process she hurt her ankle,” I explained. “Why didn't anyone tell me?” he asked. “I don't know Shane, maybe because you were being a total fucktard toward her?” I asked rhetorically. “Don't act like she's the only victim!” he yelled, getting angry and defensive again.
“She loves you, she's not a victim!” I yelled. “She doesn't love me the way I want her to!” he kicked the door then disappeared. I turned and leaned my back against the door and slid to the ground. “Yes, she does....she really does,” I whispered, but he didn't hear anymore. “Is he gone?” John asked walking out of the bathroom. I nodded.
“You know, I thought your brother was a pretty smart guy. But after I talked to him that day...I'm really not sure anymore.” John stated. “Will you tell me know what my brother said?” I asked impatiently. “I guess since he seems to be believing it himself,” John shrugged. He pulled me to my feet and led me over to the couch. Then told me what my stupid brother said.
Violet's POV[Cameron, North Carolina; April 3, 2009]
“Shannon, have you noticed how SmackDown gets worse and worse each week? I mean, this whole Big Show, Vickie, Edge triangle is completely disgusting. And I'm sure the fans agree with me,” I ranted. Shannon rolled his eyes. I hadn't stopped talking since SmackDown started. “Shut up, Jeff's match is next,” he told me shaking his head. I huffed and crossed my arms over my chest.
Shannon and I hadn't really done anything today or this past week. He finished up the new tattoo on my shoulder blade and that was it, but that last Sunday. Tonight I cooked dinner for us, because I felt like it. And the whole family agrees my homemade meals are the best. Shannon didn't complain whatsoever. And now we were watching SmackDown.
WrestleMania was on Sunday. I was flying out there tomorrow and would join up with the gang. Tomorrow night I would go to the Hall of Fame ceremony after an autograph signing with Jeff. Then at WrestleMania I would be in the 25 Diva Battle Royal for the title of Miss WrestleMania. Too bad I wasn't scheduled to win. Actually Santino's “Twin Sister” 'Santina' was due to win the title.
That kinda infuriated me and several of the other divas.
Anyways, back to watching SmackDown with Shannon. Jeff defeated Ezekiel, god that guy scared me. And he wears all white, which is just plain weird! And then I didn't pay much attention until... “THAT IS SO FUCKED UP! IT SHOULDN'T BE GAIL & MARIA VS MICHELLE AND MARYSE! IT SHOULD BE GAIL AND MARYSE VS THE BITCH and THE WHORE!” I yelled at the TV. Shannon just smirked and I shot him a glare.
In the end, Gail & Maria won. I cheered on Gail but seriously booed Maria. That slut. I fell asleep on the couch after that.
Shannon's POV
SmackDown had just finished up and Vio had dozed off a while ago. I just sat there, watching her. She looked so much better now than she did last weekend. Hopefully she'd get even better. But I knew that would only happen if Shane came to his senses. Speaking of the senseless bastard...
Violet's phone lit up, showing someone was calling. I picked it up off the coffee table and saw that it was Shane. I shrugged, “Hello.” I answered. “Shannon? Why are you answering Violet's phone?” I stood up and walked out of the room, not wanting to wake Vio. “She's sleeping and can't really answer right now.” “She's sleeping?” “Yeah, Shane. People do that.” “I know that. It's just.” He groaned.
“It's what Shane?” “Nothing Shane.” We paused and it was very uncomfortable. “Will you tell her I called.” “Sure, just to make her fucking cry.” “Shannon.” “No, Shane. Seriously. How much more dense could you get? And what was with the whole Jamie deal. Do you know how bad that hurt Violet?” “Sha—.” I cute him off.
“She deserves better than this. The man that she loves should not treat her the way you do. It's just fucked up. Shane, you haven't seen her at her worst. I'm the one who's been there. The one who's seen her cry. The one who's heard her and given her opinions on her thoughts. I'm the one who helped her figure out she was in love with you! A little thanks would be nice.” I wasn't done though.
“But I don't want anyone to thank me because Violet knew it all along. She just didn't know what to do. It was so soon after Matt and she was confused and heartbroken after him. She didn't know what the hell she could and couldn't trust. But she can always trust me. I'm the only solid thing in her life. I'm the only person she never fights. Have you ever noticed that?” I took a breath.
“It's because I'm the only one who listens and doesn't pass judgment.” I calmed myself down and Shane stayed silent. “So make up your mind, one last time. And make your move because we all know what you're gonna choose.” and with that I hung up.
I crept back into the living room and thankfully Violet was still asleep. I let out a sigh of relief as I set her phone down and then gently woke her up. “Hey Mama Bugga Bugga, I'm gonna head home. I'll see you after the draft okay?” I asked. She nodded and hugged me tightly. “I'll miss you Shan,” she whispered. I smiled slightly, “i know. And I'll miss you too.”
I straightened and then left her house.
Violet's POV
I sighed standing up. I ignored my phone as it rang and left it there without checking who had called. I jogged up my stairs and decided to finish packing. I shoved everything into my two suitcases then got ready for bed.
Just as I was about to get into my warm and snuggly bed I remembered my phone downstairs. With a sigh I went to retrieve it. I picked it up off the coffee table and saw that Carmi, Jeff, and Shane had called. I swallowed but decided not to listen to any of my messages until morning. I drug myself back upstairs and crawled into bed.
I was exhausted but at least my knee was all better. I would be completely ready for WrestleMania. And I was excited.
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