Hey Guys! I'mmmmm baaaacccckkk…Hehe sorry just watched an old episode of RAW…Kane haha…oookiiidokiieee…this is the first time I've(Janine) written a sad story, I didn't want to lol but I listened to a sad song on the radio and it out me in the mood lol…soooo anyway I hope you guys like it…and if I make you cry or make you upset…then I really AM good :P…no no really if I do, I apologize :)…Read on faithful readers and keep the reviews comin' :)
Disclaimer: I own nothing…except for a whole lotta WWE merchandise Hehe. But the characters I am writing about belong to the 1 and only Vinnie Mac.
Characters: Trish Stratus, Amy "Lita" Dumas and mentions of Jeff Hardy.
Whisper in the Wind.
It was 1 month after she had lost the love of her life, Jeff Hardy. She hadn't been feeling well that night; he had told her to go back to the hotel to get some rest. She didn't want to go, he had a match, a ladder match and she wanted to be there to see it. But he insisted, so she obliged.
She'd never forget that night, the night she got that call, the call that would change her life.
Flashback.
Trish lie in her bed tossing and turning, she felt like her head was on fire, she couldn't sleep. No, she had to wait for him. She would feel better when he was there, next to her. She smiled at the thought of falling asleep in his arms as she had done so many nights before.
Trish was torn a way from her little fantasy by the sudden ringing of her cell phone.
She groaned, rolling over and checking the caller I.D. Trish sighed, "Aimes."
"Hey Aimes."
There was no reply, just the sound of heavy, broken breathing.
"Amy?"
After another long pause, she finally replied, "Trish, something's happened…It's Jeff."
Trish sat up, "Oh my god, Aimes, is he ok?"
"He…he…I'm coming over ok?"
Trish took a deep breath, "Amy…is he ok?"
Pause…there was an accident, in the ladder match…he took a bump, he landed wrong…He…he…he died instantly." By the end of her sentence Amy had burst into tears.
Trish dropped the phone, shaking. Everything around her was spinning with no intention of ever stopping; everything had gone quiet except for the 3 words that were echoing though her head over and over again…he died instantly.
End of flashback.
Trish had been crying non-stop for a month, she was all cried out. She had nothing left, except for one single, salty tear that she allowed to trickle down her cheek. The tiny blonde got up and slowly walked out onto the balcony of Jeff Hardy's home.
She used to come out here and watch him paint. He always said there was something peaceful about this place and she was the only one he would allow to share it with him. This was the first time she had been out here since she had lost him.
She leaned on the railing and looked down at the beautiful scenery he had loved so much.
"How could you leave me Jeff? How could you think that I could live without you?" she said weakly, fighting back the tears that threatened to fall at any moment.
At that instant, the wind picked up. And for the very first time since she had lost him, she felt safe. Trish let her eyes flutter closed, and for a moment she was almost sure she could here his beautiful voice, "I'll always be right here with you."
Trish slowly opened her eyes and smiled softly. It would be hard, probably the hardest thing she would ever have to go through. But somehow, deep down, she knew she could do it, because she would never be alone, he would always be there for her, guiding her along, protecting her, loving her.
Amy stepped out onto the balcony watching her best friend, "Trish, honey, are you ok?"
Trish turned slowly and smiled. She walked over and hugged Amy tightly and with her voice barely above a whisper, she said, "I'm gonna be fine."
A/N: wipes a tear Hehe …so what did you think?