Disclaimer : All the characters you recognised belong to the WWE. I only own the plot. This story is written for entertainment purpose only.

So here's the first chapter of my new story. I know it's another marriage story like my previous ones but this would be different. I wanted to try new pairing, thus AJ Lee/Seth Rollins, let's give this pair a try. I'll use their real names in this story by the way, and since I don't know the name of their mothers, I just made it up. I hope you guys are going to enjoy reading it.

AJ felt her steps getting heavier as she got closer to her mother's ward at the hospital in Union City, New Jersey but it wasn't due to the fact she just had a long-distanced walk from her high school all the way to the hospital. It was because of the decision she made after a long deep thought a week ago. At that time, she was forced to choose whether to keep her mother alive with life support or setting her free after two painful years of unconsciousness. Due to the fact she couldn't bear to see her brain dead mother kept unmoved and suffer anymore, she chose the latter. With the ever increasing medical bills too, she knew this moment would come.

She didn't want to be a bad daughter but she didn't have any choice. She heard it herself that her mother wouldn't make it no matter how long she was going to be supported. As much as she tried to ignore the fact, well, no one could change it. Just at the thought of letting her mother go to follow her late father and brother made streams of tears flowed down her cheeks. She hated how this was happening to her. Why couldn't the truck driver die alone? Why did his truck messily collide with their car and took two of her beloved family members right before the ambulance could come? Because of him, she had to be independent and had such a heavy responsibility at just 15 years old! Just two years later, things just didn't change for the better.

Practically dragging herself to the ward, she stopped just before the door. She made her presence noticed by the nurses inside along with the doctor that has been responsible to treat her mother for the last two years. She sat on one of the chairs outside, lacing her fingers together tightly whilst looking down to the floor and soon, she heard the door clicked open.

"Miss Mendez, you're here!", a male voice spoke to her. It was the doctor.

AJ looked up at him and wiped the leftover tears she had in her eyes and cheeks. She tugged her lower lip inside her mouth, trying her best not to cry again.

"Now that you're here, I supposed you're ready for it?", he tried to find assurance from the girl in front of him. He felt bad for her, considering of her to be faced with this kind of complication but being the only one left in the family, she needed to make the ultimate decision.

"You guys can proceed but can I ask you a favour?", she asked, her glassy brown eyes showed hurt.

"Yes, of course. What is it?"

She sniffed deeply as the movement of her shoulders rose frequently before she spoke, "I don't want to look at her when you do your job so once you're done, please just stretchered her out straight to the mortuary room. I couldn't afford to see her after what I've done. You can do anything with her. If some of her organs could save lives, then use it. That's all"

The doctor sighed and patted AJ on the shoulder, "You're a brave girl, young lady. Your mother would be proud of you so don't blame yourself. It's for her own good, okay?", he finished before walking back in the room.

Once AJ heard the door was shut closed, she pulled up her feet on the chair, hugging her knees to her chest closely as she buried her face in her knees, crying back. She didn't want to see her mother for the last time because that was not the face she wanted to be imprinted in her memory forever. She wanted to be reminded of her mother as the beautiful loving mom, not the skinny sick comma patient. She could hear whispers in the room and after exactly five minutes, the door opened but she still hid her face. The sound of squeaky wheels from the bed made the hairs on her neck stood up and she felt heartbroken at the same time. She was scared to look up so she waited until the sound disappeared while she cried.

Someone tapped her on the shoulder, "Excuse me?"

She looked up just a bit until her puffy eyes could see who was it and then, she saw one of the nurses just now.

The nurse handed her a brown handbag, "It's your mother's. It's the only thing left in the cabinet"

AJ took the handbag, "Thanks"

"I'm sorry for your lost", the nurse said as she looked at the young girl with sympathy before walking away, leaving AJ all alone around the corridor.

AJ stared emptily at the bag for awhile before she burst out crying for more as she held her mother's handbag dearly to her chest. She left the bag on purpose for her now deceased mother when she was still alive, just in case she was searching for it if she ever woke up but now AJ knew it would never happen. She let her emotion took over and she didn't know how long she stayed like that crying herself. After she felt she ran out of tears, she sniffed couple of times before unzipping the zip on the bag, the first thing she took out of it was her mom's wallet. She opened it and her eyes first landed on the small family photo consisting of her parents, brother and herself taken 3 years ago. She envied how happy they once looked in that picture and she doubt she would smile that wide once again.

She took out the photo from the wallet, not realising she also took out something behind it too. She swapped her family photo to the back, now another photo she never seen caught her attention. It was already turned brown but she could still see the two women in their early 20s. AJ instantly knew that one of them was her mother but she didn't know the other woman.

AJ turned the photo to see the backside, only to see her late mother's handwriting on it. The writings weren't as old as the photo, AJ could tell. She read what was written on it.

To my beloved husband and children,

If something ever happen to me, please call my older sister, Jazmine. I heard she owns a major business company named Lopez Co. in Davenport, Iowa. Whatever she tells you to if you ever meet her, listen to her. I believe in her to make decisions for you because she's the best sister anyone could have.

Love, Jeanette Mendez

So how did the chapter go? Should I continue it? Please review and tell me. Thank you in advance!