Chapter 1
Letting go
He had just got back from work and grabbed the mail on his way in the apartment that he currently shared with his girlfriend of two years.
They had been on their own since their parents kicked them out at 16, when they found out that they were dating. Her parents hated him and his parents hated her. Both sets of parents said if they kept seeing the other then they were not living under their roof. Thus them living in their apartment at 19. Both 19 year olds had just finished school and were now working full time. Him working nights and her days. They rarely saw each other, but nothing would ever keep them from each other.
Today was different though. He worked early, and she was off. He looked through the mail and saw it. The letter he had been waiting for. It was from the WWE. He had high hopes of it being a contract. He ripped it open and to his joy it was. He jumped up and down and ran into his room, where his girlfriend was just getting up.
"Whats going on?" She asked tiredly.
"I got it! I'm in!" He shouted as he showed her the contract. She looked at the piece of paper he was holding and smiled.
"Thats great. I'm so proud of you." She exclaimed
"Lets go out tonight, on me." He said, going into the bathroom turning on the shower.
"Don't you have to work? And we don't ha-" She was interrupted by his kiss.
"Baby, this is my new job. Ill be raking in the cash now. You can quit your job. You don't ever have to work again. I'm finally doing what I said I was going to do. I'm finally taking care of you." He smiled as he went into the bathroom and shut the door behind him.
The blond sat on the bed with mixed thoughts. Lately she had been feeling depressed about her life. It was working day in and day out. She knew he was going to get in, she just didn't think it would be this soon. She was happy that he was going to fulfill his dream, but where would that leave her. She just found out today that she was pregnant. What was she going to do. She sighed and began to dress, for their night out.
-Three weeks later-
He just got home from the gym. He had been going everyday to build up more muscle as he could. He was in great shape. On this day in particular there was something wrong. He walked through the door and the house was bear. He was confused, his mind began to think the worst. His eyes widen as began to look for her, his love. He herd something in the back, and ran back there to see her zipping up a bag.
"What are you doing? And wheres all our stuff?" He questioned.
"We need to talk." She spoke softly
"Ok about what?" He was confused. She sat on the bed. He sat next to her.
"I'm moving back in with my parents." Her blue eyes glimmered
"Why?" He was shocked
"We have to break up." The blond female spoke barely above a whisper. She was trying to hold back tears. She looked everywhere, but his deep brown eyes.
"What! why?" The brunette asked, confused why the love of his life is killing their relationship.
"I'm just going to hold you back. I want you to go on and live your dream with no worries. I can't just stay at home and wounder if your hurt or what your doing." The blue eyed girl cried.
"Its not going to be like that. Come with me on the road." He pleaded with a hoarse voice.
"I can't. My life is here, in Jacksonville. I don't want to live your dream. I want you to." She tried to push him away as he got closer.
"If wrestling with the WWE is going to cost me you then I don't want it. Your my dream." The California native eyes were streaming with tears.
"I'm not going to be the reason why your unhappy. I'm not going to be the reason why you never lived your dream." She shouted
"Please, don't do this." He spoke softly. Tears streaming down his face.
"I'm sorry." She grabbed her last suitcase and slammed the door behind her. She knew she should have told him, but she knew if he knew he would never leave, and she wasn't going to be responsible for taking his life and trapping him. Then just like that she was out of his life.