Disclaimer: I don't own any of the people but Stacy and some of the events
did happen and they are owned my Vince McMahon...Read and review please
UPDATE: Edge and I were still together. It was now 2 year they have been going out. Her wrestling career was now blasting off. The only thing that was going on in her life was nightmares she was having.
I was in my room sleeping,it was now 1:00 am when my nightmare was coming back.
I was in my dressing room watching my fathers match with Matt Hardy. I saw that it was taken back stage. I ran backstage and saw Brock Lesner pick up a tank and ram it into my father's hand. My father fell down and screamed in pain.
I started screaming and my father comes in.
Taker: Stacy! Stacy!Wake up.
I woke up and sat up quickly and started crying.
Taker: Was it another one of your nightmares?
Stacy: Yes and it gets worse every night.
I cried in his arms til I pretended to fall asleep. When he tucked me in and went back to bed, I went to the kitchen and brewed up a pot of coffee and took a shower. When my father woke up at 6 and took a shower. He came into the kitchen. He saw me there with a coffee cup in my hand and the empty coffee pot next to me.
Taker: Hey sweety.
Stacy: Hey
Taker: Didn't leave me any coffee huh?
Stacy: Oh sorry...I'll make another
Taker: That would be great...did you stay up all morning?
Stacy: No...i slept for hours
I started to make more coffee.Undertaker didn't believe me and I knew it. He walked up to me and gently moved my chin up so i was looking into his eyes.
Taker: Sweety...tell me the truth
Stacy: Every night when you wake me up...I start a pot of coffee and take a shower and drink coffee so I can stay up. I can't take these nightmares anymore.
Taker: Oh baby...I didn't know they were that bad. I will call teh doctor today.
Stacy: no dad i will be alright.
Taker: Sweety...look at yourslef you are dead tired and you have alot of caffeine in you. You need help
Stacy: I'LL BE FINE JUST DROP IT!
UPDATE: Edge and I were still together. It was now 2 year they have been going out. Her wrestling career was now blasting off. The only thing that was going on in her life was nightmares she was having.
I was in my room sleeping,it was now 1:00 am when my nightmare was coming back.
I was in my dressing room watching my fathers match with Matt Hardy. I saw that it was taken back stage. I ran backstage and saw Brock Lesner pick up a tank and ram it into my father's hand. My father fell down and screamed in pain.
I started screaming and my father comes in.
Taker: Stacy! Stacy!Wake up.
I woke up and sat up quickly and started crying.
Taker: Was it another one of your nightmares?
Stacy: Yes and it gets worse every night.
I cried in his arms til I pretended to fall asleep. When he tucked me in and went back to bed, I went to the kitchen and brewed up a pot of coffee and took a shower. When my father woke up at 6 and took a shower. He came into the kitchen. He saw me there with a coffee cup in my hand and the empty coffee pot next to me.
Taker: Hey sweety.
Stacy: Hey
Taker: Didn't leave me any coffee huh?
Stacy: Oh sorry...I'll make another
Taker: That would be great...did you stay up all morning?
Stacy: No...i slept for hours
I started to make more coffee.Undertaker didn't believe me and I knew it. He walked up to me and gently moved my chin up so i was looking into his eyes.
Taker: Sweety...tell me the truth
Stacy: Every night when you wake me up...I start a pot of coffee and take a shower and drink coffee so I can stay up. I can't take these nightmares anymore.
Taker: Oh baby...I didn't know they were that bad. I will call teh doctor today.
Stacy: no dad i will be alright.
Taker: Sweety...look at yourslef you are dead tired and you have alot of caffeine in you. You need help
Stacy: I'LL BE FINE JUST DROP IT!