Title: An Angel Gets Her
Wings
Author: Jami Lynn
Chapter: 20
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the wrestlers used in this story, 'cause if I
did, I'd be busy with them right now *grin*. But I do own Jaylynn, CharLee,
Kalimai and Angela, at least in some round about way. And the address to the
stories is at the bottom of this email. And don't bother suing me...all
you'd get is a half eaten ham sandwich and a bag of chips from 2 years ago.
Distribution: Ask me if you can use it, more than likely I will say yes.
Rating: So far, it's not to bad...sexual situations are involved, but
nothing graphic.
Content: Nothing bad as of yet, probably won't be anything to bad
either....maybe some cussing and implied sexual relations
Spoilers: Um...anything can happen and I'm just writing as I go, so I don't
know yet *L*.
Summary: Follows the life of a women's wrestler in the WWE.
Feedback: I need feedback like I need air! So give it to me, babee! I have
been suffocating lately....so please, send in the feedback.
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The bridal march thundered through the church and everyone stood to their
feet in a wave. Eyes turned as a woman in white stepped forward, her arm
clasped tightly around her close friend and mentor's arm, Kurt Angle.
CharLee's eyes roved around the groups of people gathered to watch her
exchange vows with the love of her life. CharLee had a single bridesmaid in
Kali and Paul stood at the front of the church with one of his closest
friends, Brock Lesnar.
Jaylynn grinned as she saw CharLee beaming from ear to ear with tears gently
rolling down her cheeks. CharLee's dress was a soft pearl white color, had
short cap sleeves and a rounded neckline with tiny pearls bordering it. Her
skirt flared out and moved about her legs as she walked with a hand clasping
a bouquet of lily's. Her long, dark, curly hair had small pearls laced
through out it as it fell gently down her back and down to the beginning of
the train, which flowed behind her.
Jaylynn glanced at Paul and tried not to giggle at the balding man. His eyes
were round as saucers and Jaylynn knew he was struggling to keep his jaw
from dropping to the floor. Jaylynn remembered her friends describing their
wedding once. The bride had claimed she had felt like the walk up to where
her groom was waiting took forever and seemed endless. The groom had
remembered that as he watched her walking towards him he had been so
mesmerized that he never wanted the moment to end and yet he couldn't wait
for her to reach him. Jaylynn instinctively knew that both CharLee and Paul
were feeling that at this exact moment.
Finally CharLee and Paul were able to join their hands as Kurt took a seat
towards the front. The church was quiet as everyone listened respectfully as
the preacher rambled on and on about the sanctity of the vows they were
about to take.
Jaylynn felt her eyes begin to glaze over but they snapped open when they
scent of cologne washed over her. Jeff. He was there somewhere. But where?
She would have definitely seen his bright hair if he was in front of her, so
he must have sat down in one of the remaining pews behind her.
Her heart beat painfully in her chest because she was now surrounded. Shane
McMahon was seated a few rows directly in front of her, Shane Helms was to
her left, Jeff was behind her somewhere, and God only knew about this Luke
follow Trish was with. For all she knew he was paid off by one of the
jerk-offs to keep her in the God-damned pew so the rest of them could end
her sanity right there.
Oh God, it was probably a major sin to think the words 'God-Damned' in a
church and even more sinful if it was thought during a wedding. And oh shit,
she had used the Lord's name in vain in her thoughts. And for crying out
loud, she had just cussed again in her head. Well, she was definitely doomed
to hell now. But if she was going she wasn't going alone.
'Jaylynn, get a freakin' grip on yourself. You're sounding more than a
little psychotic.' she told herself, struggling to take a few deep calming
breathes, turning her attention back to the couple at the front of the
church.
To Be Continued