Okay, this song was requested by Glenda, as were
the characters she selected...so don't hate me (or the story Jami) please *L*.
And thanks Glenda for the story idea and the song lyrics!
Title: Congtagious
Author: Jami Lynn
Chapter: 1, it's a song fic
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 anyone else mentioned
in the story, for they are the voices in my head, crying to get out. The song
belongs to R. Kelly. 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: Rated R, there is cussing....be ware, and implied sex...hehehehehee
Content: Nothing bad as of yet, probably won't be anything to bad
either....maybe some cussing.
Spoilers: Um...anything can happen and I'm just writing as I go, so I don't know
yet *L*.
Summary: Ya never want to be contagious like this....you can get some horrible
crap doing that. *grin*
Feedback: I need feedback like I need air! So give it to me, babee!
Email: [email protected]
***
There was a story
About a man comin' in
Find his woman in bed with...
Well, listen
***
Adam Copeland walked into his house and threw his bag down. He had just been on
the road nearly three months straight. When he wasn't doing shows, it was
autograph signings, or promo's, or he just didn't have the time to come home.
And things had seemed even lonlier and even more dull since Jay had begun his
months vacation two week earlier. Adam cheered up at the thought of seeing his
best friend later on. Jay had a house across town from his.
***
It's 2 a.m. just gettin in, about to check my messages,
No one has called but my homies and some bill collectors.
Cellular rings, somebody wants to borrow money
I two-way her, she don't hit me back, something is funny.
So I called her mother's house and asked her had she seen my baby. (whoo, ah).
Drove my 6 around looking for that missing lady
Got back in, turned the TV on and caught the news.
Then I put my hand on my head, 'cause I'm so confused.
***
Adam checked his watch. Two in the morning. He wasn't suppose to be here until
later that day, but he hadn't been able to wait to get home. But now he was wide
awake. That was the problem with traveling so much, you got some weird sleeping
habits.
Adam walked over to his answering machine and noticed the little red light
blinking. As he listened to the messages he made a few mental notes to call a
few of his friends and to pay a few bills while he was in town.
He heard a soft ring and grabbed his cell phone. "Hey Adam, man, listen...I
was wondering if you had two thousand dolla's I could borrow." Adam heard
his friend's brother Andy ask him in a slur. "Andy, go home and sleep it
off." Adam commanded before hanging up. Andy always called him when he was
drunk to ask to borrow two thousand dollars. No idea why, and Adam didn't really
care.
Adam dialed his girlfriend's number. The phone just rang and rang for what
seemed like an eternity. Finally he hung up. Where was she? It was two a.m.
Maybe she was at her mom's, he thought. Dialing her mom's number he hoped she
was there. When her mom picked up he asked, "Hi, it's Adam. Have you seen
Jami?" "No, Adam, I'm sorry I haven't. Isn't she at home?"
"No, I just called and no one answered." he said. "Where could
she be? It's two in the morning!" her mom said, sounding worried.
"I'll go out and look for her downtown. She may have just went clubbin'."
Adam told her.
As he hung up he started to get worried too. He drove around looking for her. He
checked all over town, but didn't find her anywhere. He drove back to his house
and he passed an empty parking lot and noticed her white mercury capri
convertible sitting there. "She must have met some friends here." he
thought outloud to himself.
He made it back to his house and walked inside. He plopped himself down on the
couch and turned the TV on. It was a news show and he decided that it couldn't
hurt to get caught up in the real world for a bit. Adam's mind quickly turned to
thoughts of Jami. He worried about her. He laid his head in his hands and
sighed. His long, beautiful, blonde hair fell down around his face. His head
snapped up when he heard a sound. He lived alone. Who was in his house?
***
And then I turned the TV down (T.V. down)
'Cause I thought I heard a squeaky sound (whoa...whoa...whoa)
Mmm, something's going on upstairs, yeah.
Bom-bom-bom
As I get closer to the stairway, all I hear
And the I hear my baby's voice in my ear
Screamin' out.
***
Adam slowly moved towards the stairway. His eyes crinkled in confusion as he
heard a squeaky sound. It sounded like his bed. There were many nights when he
had heard that sound while he and Jami were alone together.
He slowly climbed up the stairs, smiling at the things he and Jami had done in
his bedroom together. He was almost all the way up the stairs when his blood ran
cold. He heard Jami's voice call out:
***
You're contagious, touch me baby
Give me what you got (Then a man said)
Sexy lady (whoa), drive me crazy
Drive me wild, I just can't believe it
***
What? he thought. His own house. He stalked back down the stairs and over to his
closet. He threw open the door to it. He grabbed the first thing he could find,
an old cane. He'd beat the man in his bed with his woman.
He slowly walked to the bottom of the stairway. He walked up the stairs and back
to stand in front of his bedroom door. Again he heard Jami's voice callin' out
and his eyes burned and his heart constricted.
***
I ran downstairs, looked in the closet lookin' for that ooh,
Said a prayer cause only God know what I'm gonna do
What I saw was enough to drive a preacher wild
I'm in the hall, contemplatin', not in my own damn house.
Who would have thought she was creepin' with another man (whoa, ah).
The down low happening to me all over again
And then I turned the TV down (TV down, yeah)
'Cause I know I heard a squeaky sound
Something goin' on up there, upstairs
'Cause I know no one else lives here.
Bom-bom-bom
As I get closer to the stairway, all I hear
And then I hear my baby's voice in my ear
Screamin'
You're contagious (whoa) touch me baby (oh)
Give me what you got (then a man says)
Sexy lady, drive me crazy
Drive me wild (oh, I can't believe this shit)
Bom-bom-bom
***
He threw open the door and could see two bodies moving under the sheets.
"What the hell is going on here?" Adam demanded. Jami's head popped
out from under the sheets. "A-Adam. You-You're home early." Jami
stuttered, climbing out of the bed and slipping on a black E&C t-shirt.
She still looked so damn beautiful to him. Her dark brown hair was tonseled
around her face. Her large doe brown eyes were already filling with tears. Her
eyes were giving him a pleading look. He glanced over her face. She had high
cheekbones, a small nose, and pouty lips. The dark t-shirt made her tan skin
stand out. It also stopped just barely down her thigh, showing off lean, long,
tan legs. He was always amazed at how long her legs looked since she was only
5'2", but they were.
"What the hell are you doing in MY bed in MY home!" he asked her,
trying to control his temper.
"Baby, please, just please, let me explain! It's not what it looks like!
Please, put that cane down and just let me explain!" Jami cried, out, tears
were just about to fall from her eyes.
"Woman, don't even start. I'm about to have a total fit on your ass."
Adam silenced her. He heard a guys voice muttering from under the sheets.
"Oh there's about to be some shit. How did I get into this mess! I should
have never came here with this bitch."
Adam bit back a reply to the muttering man that he had yet to see. He'd deal
with him in a minute. "You low-down dirty woman. I trusted you. I loved
you. And you do this! Get out of here, go back to the street corner you came
from!" Adam growled at her.
"But baby. I love you. Please, wait, it's not what it looks like. It was an
accident. Please, wait!" Jami cried, taking a step towards him. Adam
stepped back. "But wait my ass. An accident? Please, englighten me? Did you
just trip and fall into bed with him?"
"Adam, just wait before you go psycho." the voice under the sheets
started to say, but Adam cut him off. "how'd you know my name?" he
demanded. "Baby, I...I swear I was going to tell you!" Jami shrieked,
trying to get Adam's attention away from the man in the bed.
"Move! I recognize that voice." Adam demanded. "Don't I know you
man? It may have been from a long time ago, but I know you, don't I?" Adam
asked. "No! No! You don't know me. You must think I'm someone else."
the other man said.
"Yeah...I believe I do know you BROTHER! REAL WELL!" Adam challenged.
"No, no...you are mistaken!" the under-sheet man cried out.
"Adam." Jami began. "Shut up! Can't you see that we are
talking?" Adam asked her. She tried again, "but" "Didn't I
tell your ass to get to walkin'? Now I think it's be in both of your best
interests if you would leave, NOW! Because I'm about to catch a case of whoop
ass!" Adam growled.
***
What the hell is going on between the sheets in my home
(baby wait, let me explain)
(before you go and point your cane)
Girl, I'm about to have a fit
(Oh, it's about to be some shit)
(How did I get into this)
(Shoulda never come home with this bitch)
You lowdown dirty woman
Back to where you came from
(but baby, wait)
But wait, my ass
(now Mr. Biggs, before you're done)
Wait, how you know my name son
(Honey, wait, I was gonna tell you)
Move, this cat looks real familiar
Hmmm, now don't I know you from somewhere a long time ago
(No, no, I don't think so)
Yeah, yeah, I feel I know you brother, very well.
(no, no, you're mistaken me for somebody else)
(frank) shut up
Can't you see two men are talkin'
(but) Thought I told your ass to get to walkin'
Now I think y'all better leave this place
'Cause I'm about to develop a case
***
Jay's head popped out from under the covers and then he hopped out of the bed,
pulling his pants on as he left the room behind a crying Jami. "Adam,
please, I love you. Please." Jay pushed her through the house. As they left
Adam could hear nothing but the echoes of their cries from earlier.
***
You're contagious baby, touch me baby
Give me what you got (whoa, that's what she said)
Sexy lady, (ooh) drive me crazy (whoa)
Drive me wild (and then he replied)
You're contagious, touch me baby (touch me)
Give me what you got (give me what you got)
Sexy lady (whoa) drive me crazy (oh, whoa)
Drive me wild (oh yeah oh)
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