♥ The Vendetta Aftermath Saga of Shawn & Arianny

[Arianny DeLise]

OOC: So this roleplay is very delayed, but it's finally done! It's been super busy. Super thanks to awesome Trevor for filling in the blanks of what happened while Shawn was in jail. Enjoy.

INT. CAT CLUB – SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA – OCTOBER 21ST, 2016 (02:30AM)

Arianny DeLise - dressed as a slutty Axl Rose in a pair of high-waisted leather shorts, shredded Guns N Roses tank top, cropped leather jacket, bandana, and black wedged heel booties - is in the middle of a crowded dance floor, sandwiched between Mondae Chaos - dressed as a slightly provocative Slash - and Rowan Blackwood - also dressed as a member of Guns N Roses. Dallas Blake dances with his back to Mondae Chaos, drinking Red Bull and vodka while grinding on an unknown older man dressed as Boy George. It's 80s night and MGM are celebrating the dominance they displayed on Vendetta in fine fashion. Jace O’Brien, Riley Calix, and Zander Blackwood are also present and sitting at a table.

Arianny is lost in the moment, head totally in the clouds, enjoying the first night out she's had with her friends in over a month. She appears drunk, ignoring whatever issues that have been going on with her body. In fact, the drink she has in her hands is splashing everywhere but she's oblivious. She also seems to care very little about the fact her husband is currently sitting in a jail cell having assaulted a man hours earlier while defending her.

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INT. INSIDE SFPD JAIL CELL – SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA – CONTINUOUS

Shawn DeLise sits on the bench inside the holding cell of the SFPD. His back is up against the wall, and his eyes are closed - both eyes have turned black from the broken nose he received earlier in the night. He clenches what appears to be a bloody rag in his right hand, as it would seem that he was taken from The Arena and directly to the SFPD holding cell.

A man, no more than three feet away from Shawn, begins vomiting on the floor. Shawn opens his eyes and slowly turns his head and glances at the man. He looks both disgusted and unpleased with the situation he currently finds himself in.

SHAWN DELISE (Mumbling): “Just great.”

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INT. CAT CLUB BATHROOM – SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA – (03:07AM)

Arianny dumps the remains of her drink down the sink and quickly washes her hands. As she stares at her reflection, reality has starting sinking in. The last thing she needed to be doing was drinking. Guilt was seeping into her conscience over the fact she had left her husband to rot in jail. Her immaturity is the true victor on this night/morning.

She pulls a tube of lipgloss out of her small Coach wristlet and applies a fresh coat of pink color to her perfect lips. Feeling hot, she removes the small jacket she is wearing. As Ari turns to check herself out in the mirror, she notices finger shaped bruises on her upper arm where Shawn had roughly grabbed her earlier in the evening after she had slapped him. Her eyes narrow. She puts her jacket back on. The guilt dissipates.

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INT. INSIDE SFPD JAIL CELL – SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA – CONTINUOUS

CRIMINAL #1: “Fuck. Hey Reggie, look at Mr. Fat Cat here.”

The man identified as the criminal pokes his buddy, Reggie, in the ribs with his elbow. Reggie looks at Shawn, who his partner in crime is pointing at.

REGGIE: “Fresh meat.”

CRIMINAL: “Hey, dude in the suit. Ya’ kind of look like ya’ a long way from fuckin’ home.”

Shawn looks at both men, but doesn’t look long. Shawn looks towards the empty section of the cell, trying to keep his eyes away from the two men. He’s pretending they aren’t there at all.

REGGIE: “Fresh meat. Come and pop a squat over here.”

Reggie pats his hand down on the empty spot between himself and his partner in crime. Shawn pays no attention to either men.

CRIMINAL: “Oh look at this guy. He’s too good for us, Reggie.”

REGGIE: “You too good for us Mr. Fat Cat?”

Shawn looks at them again. This time his look is of discomfort and maybe there’s a bit of fear in his eyes. Shawn gets up and walks over to the cell door. He grabs to bars with his hands and sticks his face between the space.

SHAWN DELISE: “HEY! I want to talk with my lawyer!”

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INT. CAT CLUB – SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA – (03:23AM)

Arianny stands at the bar with Riley Calix. The bartender slides two drinks towards them plus two shots. Arianny and Riley smirk at one another and clink the small glasses together. Each down whatever liquid is in the glasses and slam them down. The drinks serve as chasers and Arianny makes a sour face.

Riley bends his head,looking to make a move on Arianny, and Arianny steps back.

ARIANNY DELISE: “Hello?! Trophy wife status is taken. Duh.”

She flashes her left hand at Riley, the neon lights reflecting off the massive diamond ring on her finger. Attached to the engagement ring is a matching wedding band now. Riley does the respectable thing and backs off. Taking her drink, Arianny weaves her way through the crowd and disappears.

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INT. INSIDE SFPD JAIL CELL – SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA – CONTINUOUS

Shawn sits in the middle of Reggie and the Criminal. Reggie has his arm around Shawn’s shoulder and has him in an almost headlock. The man we call Criminal pats Shawn on the kneecap with the palm of his hand.

CRIMINAL: “We don’t bite.”

Shawn looks like he is fearing for his life.

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INT. CAT CLUB – SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA – (03:46AM)

Arianny and Mondae are onstage belting out the lyrics to “Sweet Child Of Mine” along with the 80’s cover band that has been playing all night. Every single person left inside are singing along with them. The Mastermind and The Murderess are millions of miles removed from RSW, Vendetta, Scream Fest, and all the awful things going on in their lives. At the moment they're just Marina Arianny DeLise and Mondae Katherine Devereaux, two teenage best friends having one wild, well deserved night out.

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INT. INSIDE SFPD JAIL CELL – SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA – CONTINUOUS

Shawn has gotten away from the headlock Reggie had him locked in. He paces back and forth in front of the two men. Reggie and the Criminal both look very interested in what Shawn has to say to them.

REGGIE: “That’s just not right, brother.”

They had moved past being strangers and have now fallen into the brother category.

SHAWN DELISE: “Right! I am the boss! I grab the wheel and steer the ship.”

CRIMINAL: “Yeah, yeah! You got show those fuckin’ clowns, man. Pull them aside and say ‘HEY! I’m the motherfuckin’ boss’.”

Reggie and the Criminal both stand up.

REGGIE: “Ya’ the captain!”

CRIMINAL: “He’s the captain!”

SHAWN DELISE: “I’m the captain!”

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INT. MCDONALD’S - SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA - (04:53AM)

All of MGM plus Dallas’ Boy George plaything sit crammed in a booth. They’re all chatting and laughing, shoving food in their mouths, and are just generally being obnoxious. As usual, Mondae has doubled her order so her best friend can sit there and pick off of her plate. For some reason, Arianny’s troubled mind has dubbed it okay for her to eat off of other people. It’s an unspoken thing and no one questions it. What they can’t help but question is the fact Arianny has ordered her own Oreo McFlurry and is currently dipping her french fries in it. She’s unaware that her friends and brother are judging her because she’s texting back and forth with Shawn’s lawyer.

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INT. MCDONALD’S - SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA - CONTINUOUS

Arianny and Mondae are in the bathroom and it’s just the two of them. Arianny is sitting on the sink and Mondae is fixing her smudged eye makeup.

MONDAE CHAOS: “You are seriously getting him out of jail? Why?”

ARIANNY DELISE: “Because I feel like I’ve punished him enough.”

MONDAE CHAOS: “He spit in your fucking face last night when he refused to accept Lord’s apology and erase your loss. He’s a stupid piece of shit. Let him die there.”

ARIANNY DELISE: “It’s complicated.”

MONDAE CHAOS: “How the fuck is it complicated, Ari? You’re married. He dies. You own RSW and have all his money. It’s pretty simple. I know he wasn’t smart enough to do a pre-nup.”

ARIANNY DELISE: “No, no pre-nup. Shawn doesn’t care what I buy. I just don’t want anything to happen to him.”

Mondae doesn’t seem to get Ari’s change in heart regarding Shawn and Ari offers no other explanation. She knows she can’t tell Mondae about the video and she certainly doesn’t want to share the other reasons she wants her husband out of jail and at home with her.

MONDAE CHAOS: “He’s so lucky I don’t slit his throat and bathe in his blood. Don’t think I don’t notice the dark look in his eyes whenever you do something he doesn’t like. I was watching when he grabbed you earlier. Jace grabbing and restraining me is literally the only reason that mother fucker is still breathing.”

Arianny just sighs.

ARIANNY DELISE: “You know I can handle Shawn. We’ve had some fights that have been physical, but they’ve all been an eye for an eye. He’s not all bad, Money. He’s an actual person just like we are.”

MONDAE CHAOS: "There's a difference between what you can handle and what you should have to handle. Arianny Blake, you are a fucking queen. Shawn doesn't deserve to breathe the same air as you. If he was an actual, good person he would put you on a fucking pedestal and treat you like the queen you are. But he doesn't because he is a piece of shit and you deserve better."

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INT. INSIDE SFPD JAIL CELL – SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA – CONTINUOUS

The cell door opens and a police officer stands at the entrance. Shawn and his new found friends sit in a circle on the floor in the corner away from the man who had vomited earlier. That hadn’t been cleaned up.

POLICE OFFICER: “Shawn DeLise?”

Shawn stands up, as does his new found friends.

POLICE OFFICER: “Your bail has been posted. You’re free to go.”

Shawn looks at both Reggie and the Criminal, gives both men a nod, and walks past them towards the guard. He makes it to the jail cell entrance and stops. He turns around and looks at Reggie and the Criminal.

SHAWN DELISE: “When you get out, if you get out, look me up.”

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INT. INSIDE SFPD JAIL CELL – SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA – CONTINUOUS

Arianny stands waiting for Shawn, still dressed as slutty Axl Rose, with blood shot eyes and a hangover from Hell. She's paying no attention to the people inside who likely think she's a prostitute. As soon as she sees Shawn, she perks up and a bit and wraps her arms around him as soon as gets close enough.

ARIANNY DELISE: “I actually missed you.”

Shawn DeLise is caught off guard by this. Arianny doesn't exactly throw herself at him often.

SHAWN DELISE: “You smell like the bathroom of a fuckin’ whore house.”

Shawn puts his arms around her and he rests his head on her shoulder.

SHAWN DELISE: “But I am glad to see you.”

Arianny raises her head and looks up at him, a guilty little smile on her face. She takes his battered face between her hands and gives him a quick kiss. Taking his hand, she walks them down the hallway and towards the exit.

ARIANNY DELISE: “I went out with MGM to celebrate the amazing night we had. But I spent the entire time feeling bad because you were in jail because of me.”

She gives his hand a squeeze and her voice is soft, almost like she doesn't want to admit any of this out loud.

ARIANNY DELISE: “You really pissed me off by not accepting Lord’s apology and fixing my record.”

The thought of her partying while he sat in a cell didn’t really sit well with Shawn, but he does his best to not show his anger over it. The fact that Arianny tells him she feels bad about it calms Shawn down.

SHAWN DELISE: “We win some, and we lose some. It doesn’t change anything. You’ll get over it.”

ARIANNY DELISE (Mumbling): “So much for having my back.”

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INT. OUTSIDE SFPD – SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA – CONTINUOUS

Arianny hands Shawn the keys to the Mercedes but stops before they both get inside the vehicle.

ARIANNY DELISE: “Look we agreed to give this a shot, like us an actual chance. So like, I got really drunk last night and had a total blast. I danced around, let loose, but like there was a point in the night where Riley tried to kiss me. I turned him down and I swear nothing happened between us. My mind was on you the whole night and I really wanted you with me.”

She looks down at the sidewalk because she can't make eye contact with her own husband. It's almost awkward to hear someone like Arianny Blake-DeLise confess her sins out loud. She's the type that keeps personal feelings to herself unless you're an opponent/adversary.

ARIANNY DELISE: “I don't want you to be mad at me and you know about everything I fucking do. So before you see something written about me or a picture, or have one of your narcs snitch on me, I'm telling you. You can even look through my messages and pictures."

She's ditched the wristlet from earlier in favor of a Michael Kors bag and retrieves her phone. She offers it to Shawn. Shawn stares down at his wife while he processes the information she’s shared. His first reaction is to lash out and be angry, and he is. Shawn’s made his stance on other men hitting on his wife perfectly clear. He takes a moment to swallow his emotions and pushes her phone down.

SHAWN DELISE: “You fucking promise nothing happened with Riley?”

ARIANNY DELISE: “I swear on Mondae that nothing happened. You’re the only one I want to go home with.”

Shawn accepts this and nods his head. He knows Arianny would never swear on Mondae’s life if she were lying. Arianny turns to head over to the driver’s side, but Shawn catches her by the hand. She turns towards him, not saying anything, and Shawn pulls her close.

SHAWN DELISE: “I think it’s best if you spend these next couple of weeks promoting Scream Fest and focusing on work.”

ARIANNY DELISE: “So what exactly are you saying?”

SHAWN DELISE: “What I’m saying is that you’ll be too fucking busy to hang with MGM. Got it?”

Arianny glares up at Shawn, but eventually just sighs. Some battles weren’t worth fighting and they both know she will do what she wants regardless.

ARIANNY DELISE: “Fine.”

Shawn seems satisfied and after what’s been a very long night/morning, the DeLises finally get into Arianny’s vehicle and head for their home.

END.