Holding On and Letting Go

by Callieisluv

As the oldest child of Tommy Dreamer, Ally grew up on the road. She spent most of her life in love with Cody Runnels. But when they grow apart, she's left heartbroken. Now, she's about to reunite with him and old friend Ted Dibiase Jr in the WWE. But some thing's changed with her and Ted now that they're older. She's going to have to decide between first love and love unexpected.

1. Prologue

Prologue:

When I was ten years old, my father took me to see the Broadway musical "West Side Story". Now this was a big deal at the time because if you knew my father, you'd know that he isn't fond of musicals. But, it was my birthday, and it was the first year in a long time where we were doing well enough financially for him to do something special.

I remember being so excited. Grandma had done my hair in this pretty French braid, and I wore the new dress Grandpa bought me as a birthday present, a red velvet frock that didn't look too childish, but still retained it's wearer's innocence. And Dad had worn a suit and tie, the first time I had ever seen him in one.

Times were a little more difficult back then. I was an only child, and my father was a single parent since my mother had run off long before I was old enough to remember her. When I think back on it, I can't say I fully blame her. Being a parent at only eighteen years old isn't easy, especially when you had always been selfish and impulsive before.

Dad wasn't though. He had stepped up the plate admirably, and I hero worshipped him. He was determined to not only raise me as a single parent, on the road no less, but pursue his dreams at the same time. That kind of love, dedication and perseverance is what makes him the best man I know. And the fact that he went out of his way to take me to a Broadway musical on my tenth Birthday, when money used to be tight and it really wasn't something he enjoyed, made me realize just how lucky I was.

I sat through the performance in silent awe. The music alone was fantastic, but I fell in love with the ill-fated romance of Tony and Maria. In the weeks following I daydreamed of having the kind of love Tony and Maria had, and sang 'One Hand, One Heart' repetitively until my father threatened to go insane if I didn't pick a different song. But in my mind, I wasn't singing to my own imaginable Tony. I was singing to Cody Runnels, the boy of my preteen dreams.

I have only loved two boys my entire life. Cody was first, and I loved him in a way you can only do the first time. It's the kind of love that's fearless, a little foolish and all consuming. It's the one time only thing, because when it falls apart, it's the worst kind of pain. And from there on out, you're more cautious in loving again.

And then, there was Ted. I had known Ted just as long as Cody and he was the kind of love that sneaks up on you. The kind that you don't even know is happening until it's too late and you've already fallen. It comes to you in an epiphany and it scares the crap out of you until you learn to accept it. Ted didn't just know the girl I used to be, he saw the woman that I became, and loved me just the same.

In my heart, I knew I loved them both, as much as it was possible to love two people at the same time. And love isn't something you can erase, no matter how badly you want to. I never meant for it to come down to this, a choice. But I'm going to have to confront my feelings and decide once and for all. And in doing so, I'm going to break one of their hearts.