Remind Me [WWE] [Shawn Michaels] {Book 2}

Chapter Sixteen: Why Did You Come Back

|Shawn|

Kat's feet hung lazily on the dashboard as she leaned back in her seat. The car we rented had the sun roof wide open, letting in a nice summer breeze.

It was the perfect day for a drive like this. One of those rare occasions when we had nowhere to be for a few hours.

"Wait, turn it up," she exclaimed. One of her favorite songs started playing on the radio. I was so caught up thinking about her that I hadn't even noticed.

She reached over to turn the volume up so she could enjoy the sing properly. Kat wasn't a trained singer by any means, but her voice was sweet. I, on the other hand, could not carry a tune in a bucket.

She started singing along, without a care in the world. I wished I could bottle this moment and keep it forever.

"Come on," she said.

I shook my head. "I don't sing. You know that."

"What, are you embarrassed?" she teased. I glanced over and saw that classic smile on her lips.

"Never."

I joined in to the best of my ability. Kat didn't seem to care that I couldn't sing, she was just having fun. I lived for these simple moments where we could just be ourselves.

***

Straight to voicemail again. I sat back against the headrest with a sigh.

Kat appeared in the doorway of the bathroom. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail, something she didn't do often. It wasn't a bad look for her.

"You okay?" she asked.

"Becca isn't answering my calls," I told her. "I know she's upset about the storyline, but I just want to talk to Cam."

She crossed the room and took a seat at the end of the bed. "Do you miss him?"

"Like hell. I went from seeing him every other week to maybe once every month or two. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy to be working, but..."

"I get it," she said. She looked down at her hands. "Sometimes I worry that Scottie is going to hate me."

I couldn't even imagine that scenario. The girl adored Kat. "How could she ever hate you?"

"I hated my dad," she admitted. "I never saw him. He missed Christmases, birthdays... he didn't even show up to my graduation. I don't want it to take 26 years before Scottie wants to be around me."

Of course it was a possibility that they could grow apart. The same could happen with my children and I. The wrestling business has never been the most forgiving. In order to succeed, we have to give so much of our time.

I was not going to let the business tear a rift between us. No matter what, I would make time for my kids. They were the most important thing in my life.

"That's not going to happen," I said. "Because you're a wonderful mother. You're thinking about Scottie and her needs constantly. I can't see her ever hating you."

She didn't look totally convinced, but she nodded. I wished I could show her how the rest of us saw her.

"I want to apologize for what happened at Scottie's party," Kat said.

"Don't worry, it wasn't your fault." I shook my head. "I think Jolene will hate me forever"

Jolene and I had not always seen eye to eye, especially not recently, but her hatred for me still hurt. I enjoyed her sassy quips and playful jabs the few times all of us were able to hang out together in the 90s.