Title: My Boyfriend's Back
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 The Angels. 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: Whatcha goin' do when he comes for you?
Feedback: I need feedback like I need air! So give it to me, babee!
Email: [email protected]
Stephanie McMahon walked down the hallway towards the women's locker room. She
was heading in that direction for no real reason. She was bored and wanted to
have people her age around her. She had just arrived at the arena where RAW
would be that night. She had spent most of the day trapped in a car with her
mother and father. She was dying for some non-business conversation.
Stephanie was also antsy because her on-television husband and real life
boyfriend, Jean Paul LeVesque was due back to the show that night. He would be
at the arena in about an hour or so and it seemed like it had been forever since
she had last seen him. Jean Paul was known to the world as Triple H and had been
out for months with a serious knee injury.
Stephanie rounded a corner and ran straight into a hard body. Her eyes slowly
roamed up to seek out a face and her worst fears were confirmed. It was Kurt
Angle.
Stephanie bit back a groan as Kurt sneered at her. The world saw him as a nice,
kind, naive Olympic hero. But Stephanie knew how cruel he could be. The moment
Jean Paul had been out of sight, he had set his eyes on her.
***
Spoken:
He went away and you hung around
And bothered me, every night
And when I wouldn't go out with you
You said things that weren't very nice.
***
"Stephanie, babe, how are you?" Kurt asked loudly, placing emphasis on
the word babe, in case anyone was listening. "Hello Kurt." Stephanie
replied tightly. She went to step around him but he grabbed her arm. "Now..now...where
are you going in such a hurry? Are you mad at me Steph?" Kurt asked her,
trying to sound innocent.
"Kurt...I know about all those lies you spread about me. How as soon as
Jean Paul was gone I was going after you. How I was hanging all over you. How I
couldn't keep my hands off of you." Stephanie told him.
"Steph...I am Kurt Angle, Olympic Hero...My motto is...it's True, it's
true. Would I say anything false?" Kurt smiled.
"Kurt, you are such a jerk! You are the one who kept going after me, who
wouldn't let up. Well, I hate to tell you this, but you are going to pay for
that. Jean Paul is going to be back tonight, and he's not going to be very happy
with you at all. As he would say, your ass is grass." Stephanie narrowed
her eyes at him.
***
My boyfriend's back and you're gonna be in trouble
(Hey-la-day-la my boyfriend's back)
You see him comin' better cut out on the double
(Hey-la-day-la my boyfriend's back)
You been spreading lies that I was untrue
(hey-la-day-la my boyfriend's back)
So look out now 'cause he's comin' after you
(Hey-la-day-la my boyfriend's back)
(Hey, he knows that you been tryin')
(And he knows that you been lyin')
***
"Stephanie...I have no idea what you are talking about. We all know that
you have had the hots for me since the moment you laid your pretty little eyes
on me. Everyone can see it. Even your precious little Jean Paul. As soon as he
hears the locker room talk, he's going to know that you aren't his innocent
little Stephanie." Kurt sneered at her.
"Kurt...Jean Paul has been gone for a long time...but he still remembers
how full of shit you are. He knows what's being spread around here. And he's
promised that you will get what is coming to you. He knows I would never cheat
on him. That I love him." Stephanie smiled at Kurt.
"I'm not afraid of Jean Paul Stephanie. He can't hurt me. But I can hurt
him. And I will." Kurt threatened.
Stephanie grimaced. Kurt knew that she was worried about Jean Paul's injury and
him coming back. "You are going to get the beating of your life,
Kurt." Stephanie promised him.
***
He's been gone for such a long time
(Hey-la-day-la my boyfriend's back)
Now he's back and things'll be fine
(hey-la-day-la my boyfriend's back)
You're gonna be sorry you were ever born
(hey-la-day-la my boyfriend's back)
Cause he's kinda big and he's awful strong
(hey-la-day-la my boyfriend's back)
(Hey he knows I wasn't cheatin'!)
(Now you're gonna get a beatin'!)
***
"Oh Stephanie, that threat is getting really old by now. How many times
have you threatened that since he left? I guess I'll believe it when I feel it.
Anyways, I'm an Olympic hero...I can hold my own." Kurt reminded her.
"Kurt, did you really believe he'd believe your lies? Or that anyone else
really believes them? Most of them know I feel only disgust towards you. And you
may think you are a big macho man, but Jean Paul will make you the teeny tiny
man you really are. And you WILL feel it." Stephanie spat at him.
"Stephanie, I'm beginning to think you don't like me? Anyways, it's to late
for your Precious little Jean Paul to do much for the rumors going around, isn't
it?" Kurt told her, licking his lips and raising his eyebrows at her.
Stephanie felt repulsed at the very sight of him, and it took everything she had
not to slap him across the face. "My reputation is not of your concern
Kurt. Your life is though...and if I were you, I'd make sure I wasn't within
Jean Paul's sight when he gets here. Or you might be taking a permanent vacation
straight to hell." Stephanie told him, running a hand through her brown
hair.
***
(What made you think he'd believe all your lies?)
(Wah-ooo, wah-ooo)
(You're a big man now but he'll cut you down to size)
(wah-ooo, wah-ooo)
My boyfriend's back, he's gonna save my reputation
(Hey-la-day-la my boyfriend's back)
If I were you I'd take a permanent vacation
(hey-la-day-la my boyfriend's back)
***
Kurt grabbed her by the arms roughly. "You are pretty mouthy for a woman
who can't defend herself." Kurt laughed sinisterly.
"Oh Kurt, you are so right...I can't defend myself." Stephanie said as
if she were a damsel in distress. "But Jean Paul can, and I believe that is
him coming down the hall towards us, right now." Stephanie said.
Kurt released her and turned to look down the empty hallway. When he turned back
to Stephanie, she knee'd him in the groin before stepping away from him.
"How's that for a helpless female." She shot at him before walking
down the hall.
Just as she was about to round the corner she turned to take one last look at
Kurt, and spotted Jean Paul walking towards him from the other direction.
Stephanie stopped and watched as Jean Paul roughly grabbed Kurt around the
collar and forced him up against the wall. She saw him say a few things to him
and a look of fear crossed Kurt's face. Then he threw Kurt down onto the floor.
Jean Paul walked quickly to Stephanie and wrapped his arms around her. "Steph,
baby, I've missed you. Kurt's going to pay for the shit he's put you
through." Jean Paul promised her. Stephanie smiled to herself, it was good
to be back where she belonged.
***
Yeah, my boyfriend's back
(la-day-la, my boyfriend's back)
Look out now, yeah, my boyfriend's back
(la-dayla, my boyfriend's back)
I could see him comin'
(la-day-la my boyfriend's back)
So you better get a runnin'
(la-day-la my boyfriend's back)
Alright now
(la-day-la my boyfriend's back)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
(la-day-la my boyfriend's back)
My boyfriend's back now
(la-day-la, my boyfriend's back)
Know he's comin' after you
(La-day-la, my boyfriend's back)
Because he knows I've been true now...
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