Somebody Needs A Vacation...
Kimberly was just your average school girl; nothing really exciting about her. She was twenty years old, a college student, an inspiring lawyer. Yeah, ok. So maybe she wasn't at all that average. Really, how many small town country girls went to college and actually turned out to be lawyers in this day and age? Kimberly sighed as she closed her text book and shut down her computer. She had just finished typing her paper about the Due Process Clause; 9pm and it was time for RAW.
"Shawn, I think you need to take some time off. I'll admit that I love having you back in the ring, but if you continue to work yourself to death, then there will be no you left to enjoy."
"Vince, I'm fine. My body aches no more or no less than any other wrestler…well, I think Jeff may hurt more than me," he joked.
"Hey…I don't…you're right. My side hurts like hell," Jeff said while rubbing his right side.
"And yet you'll do something else crazy tonight like jump from a 200ft ladder onto the announcement table," Vince said lightly.
"You know, I think that's already been done." He did a sidelong glance towards Shawn. "Shawn, does that ring a bell somewhere in that old head of yours?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about," Shawn answered curtly. "Anyway, I think it's almost time for my match against Jericho. Vince, I'll think about it but I'm making no promises."
After the match, Shawn went to the locker room to wash up. His body was aching like hell, especially his back. He was pretty sure that it wasn't too serious, but he decided to let his match next week against Chris to end in a DQ with him being badly injured. That way, he can take a much needed vacation. Vince was right about him needing the vacation, but in reality, he didn't want to take it. Not now anyway. His marriage was falling apart and he was hanging on by a thread. It's not that he didn't love his wife because he truly loved her with everything his heart had to offer, but lately, things were shaky. His wife was constantly complaining about him being on the road so much even though it was she that convinced him to return to the ring. Then to make matters worse, she would constantly walk around with an attitude when went home for short breaks. Shawn let out a sigh. He didn't know what to do or what was going to happen. He put on some clothes and headed off to Vince's office.
"So aren't you even the least bit excited about going to Florida?" Brittney asked anxiously. Brittney was Kimberly's beat friend and wrestling buddy. They would hang out every Monday night and watch wrestling in the student union. No one dared bothered them during RAW unless they wanted to die.
"Well, yeah, but…I don't know."
"Well, you know that you need to go. School has been stressing you out and you need to get away and just chill."
"Yeah, but why can't you go with me? Come on, I'm begging you for heaven's sake!"
"No, I can't. I have to work and you need some time alone. Look, you've had a tough semester taking all those hours and let's not even go there about that shit-head of an ex-boyfriend of yours. I still can't believe how insensitive he is!" Brittney said angrily.
"Yeah, well, sometimes I wonder why I even bothered."
"So all the more reason for you to get away…ALONE…and maybe meet some hot guys! It's Florida! Fun in the sun. What happens in Florida, stays in Florida," she said slyly.
"Um…Brit, I do believe that saying comes from Vegas."
"Yeah, so? It's still a good saying and it can apply to people- single people- vacationing in Florida. So when will you be back?"
"Oh…well, I was thinking of staying only a week."
"ONLY A WEEK! ARE YOU SERIOUS? YOU HAVE GOT TO BE KIDDING ME!"
"Well, I mean…"
"You have a month before your next semester starts. I would take at least two weeks to bask in the sun. Sheesh. But you do what you want. I am just happy that you're going to go. Have fun and do everything I would do," she said jokingly.
"Sure thing hun. Anyway, I gotta get packing. My ride will be here in another hour or so and you know how my dad is."
"Yeah, ok. Catch you later. Call me when you get to the hotel."
"I will. Later."
Jeff finished his match and made his way to the back. Boy what a night he thought. His body was killing him from that last ladder match. He knew he should not have went through that table, but he couldn't resist. His body was killing him. He knew that by doing crazy things like that, he was putting his body on the line, but it was all worth it in the end because the fans in New Orleans went nuts! He smiled at his thoughts as he hobbled to the back. Before he reached the locker, he saw Shawn coming out of Vince's office.
"Jeff, man, you look beat."
"Yeah, well, screw you. You try jumping from a 20ft ladder through and announcement table!" he said hotly.
"Ha ha, yeah well, been there done that. Why do you think I haven't done it lately? Just ice your back and you'll be fine. You're a tough kid. You can handle it."
"Well, you're a lot younger than me. Anyway, I think imam take Vince up on that offer. My back is hurting…No don't look at me like that. It's not career ending, but after tonight's match with Chris, I decided better safe than sorry," he replied grimly.
"But…you don't sound too thrilled about it."
"Yeah, well…I don't know if I am in the mood to deal with…things." He didn't want to tell Jeff about his wife, especially since he wasn't all that sure what was going on either.
"Hmmm…have you decided where you're going?"
"Huh?" Shawn asked curiously.
"On vacation! I mean seriously, you weren't actually thinking about going home were you? It's an all expenses paid vacation! You should go somewhere and kick back. You know Shawn, for an old guy, you can be a little dense at times."
"Yeah, but I need to spend some quality time with my wife and son. A possible full month off…I just can't not go home and…"
"Shawn, who says she has to know you're on vacation?"
"Jeff, I don't want to deceive my wife. It's wrong."
"Okay, okay. I forgot that you're walking the straight and narrow now. Why don't you go somewhere for the first half of your vacation. You know, to clear your head and relax. Then use the second half to spend time with your family. That way, you aren't deceiving her. You can tell her the truth. Vince gave you time off. You're going somewhere to relax and get you back checked out and then you'll be home. Simple as that."
Shawn stood there for a second and thought about what Jeff said. It didn't seem like a bad idea. He could see no reason why his wife would protest to him getting away and then he had the option of spending more or less time with his family after the trip. "Thanks Jeff. I think I will do that. You're a lifesaver."
"Yeah, yeah, whatever. Just behave yourself on your trip. Don't do anything I would do. Oh…hey…wait…" Shawn stopped at the door and turned around. "Where exactly are you taking this trip?"
"Uh…well, I'm not really sure yet man. I can't leave the country so I need to stay in the states in case of schedule changes and things. Any suggestions?" Jeff sat down on a bench and proceeded to think.
"Well, I know where I'd go," Jeff said with a smirk.
"Where? Vegas? You know I can't do that. I don't gamble."
"No, I was talking about Florida. Miami to be exact. I bet you there are tons of beautiful ladies there…Not to mention the beaches are wicked! Plus, they have awesome seafood and the spas are unbelievable!"
"So you've been there?"
"No, but Matt used to go all the time. He's got a story for every pic," Jeff said with a wicked smile.
"I probably don't even want to know. Anyway, I gotta run. If I hurry, I can catch an early plane and get there by midnight tonight. Later J."
AN: Okay. So I know this was the boring first chapter, but trust me--it gets better.