Chapter One

May 9th, Monday

Evan Bourne jumped off of the turnbuckle and did a stunningly and a beautiful Airbourne onto Chris Jericho. He lifted up Jericho's leg and heard the WWE universe and the referee count One, two, three.

Ding, ding!

"And here is your winner, Evan Bourne!" Justin Roberts announced.

Evan jumped up in the air as the WWE universe cheered for him, he grinned out at them and gave them a peace sign. He climbed onto the turnbuckle and winced in pain. He touched his side and tried to smile at the WWE universe.

I think I have broken a few of my ribs, he thought as he looked down at Jericho. Jericho must have gaven his all in this no-disqualification match tonight.

He jumped down from the turnbuckle and slid out of the ring. He gave a few of his fans high-fives and handshakes before he looked back at Jericho. Jericho looked at him with disbelief in his eyes. Evan knew that Jericho hated losing, but not all of the wrestlers can win all the time, and Evan's dream was to be one of the greatest wrestlers in WWE.

He held his side and walked to the backstage of the Monday Night Raw arena.

Later, Evan's locker room

"Are you okay, Ev?" Jericho called Evan by the nickname that only he likes to call him. "I didn't mean to hit you so hard in the ribs with my kicks. Sorry, I got a bit carried away..."

Evan shrugged. "Don't worry about it," he stared at Jericho's injured right arm. "Besides, you can say that we are even. I broke your arm with that chair, remember?"

Jericho huffed. "Yeah, yeah. It's no biggie!" He pulled a face at him.

Evan laughed. "Ow!" He whined painfully. "I shouldn't laugh too much. My side is killing me..."

"It is always good to laugh, even if you are in pain," Jericho's eyes sparkled as if he had said something smart to the younger guy.

Evan almost bursted out laughing. "That has got to be the most dumbest things I have ever heard," he laughed. "Ha, ha! And this is coming from you!"

Jericho blushed and looked away shyly. "That just made me feel stupid now..." he was silent for a few seconds and then started to laugh along with Evan. "Heh, heh. I have to say that was kind of funny. Heh!"

There was a knock on Evan's locker room door and John Cena and Randy Orton entered the room. They cheered Evan on with high-fives and they teased Jericho losing to a kid.

Jericho ignored their teasing and asked, "Do you guys want to go to Beef&Burgers?" he showed a smile. "It'll be my treat and we can celebrate Evan winning against me."

John looked at him with half-surprise and half-serious. "You? Chris Jericho? Will treat us? To a meal?" He gave Randy a teasing look. "This is a big shocker!"

Jericho was not impressed. "So do you want to come or not?" He didn't really have a close friendship with Cena, but the were still pals. "Do you want to go with your 'boyfriend' instead?" He was smiling slyly at Randy as he said it.

John turned red with anger and Randy blushed with embarrassment. "Listen here, Jericho!" John clenched his fists. "At least I'm not secretly in love with-" Randy cut him off. "What are you doing, Randy?"

"That's enough, John," he nodded towards Evan, whispering. "I don't think he should hear this after a tiring match. Jericho! We would love to come with you guys for a celebration. Right, Cena?"

John was silent for a moment until Evan looked at him with a worried expression on his face. "Okay, we'll come," he watched as the young boy's expression turned into a big smile. "We'll let bygones be bygones and now is the time to celebrate!"

Randy smirked at him and both Evan and Jericho laughed at their friend.

At Beef&Burgers

Evan sighed in the mens' toliets and looked at his Twitter account on his phone. There was no new messages from GothChick12233 and he was very fond of her being an online friend. Surprisely, when they message each other, she would not reveal her name in any of her messages. All he knew was that she wanted to be a wrestler in WWE as he aspired her to do so and she loved all of his matches. Whether they were wins or loses, she didn't care and she respected and admired him all the same.

"What are you doing, Evan?" a voice behind him made him jump and he dropped his phone.

He turned around to see who it was. "Oh, Mike. It's you," he said as he kneeled down to pick up his phone. "Ha. You scared me. I thought you was Randy sneaking up on me for a second there..."

Mike Mizanin, aka The Miz gave him a cocky smile. "You really think I could ever sneak up on you like Randy Orton?" He shook his head. "You have a wild imagination, Evan. And you are the only one who calls me by my real name. Ha, ha. That's funny."

"Really? Not even your family calls you by your name?"

"No. Those people never cared about me. I was always a little shit in their eyes. But it's doesn't matter to me. They can do what they want without me."

Evan's eyes widened in surprise. "They should care about you!" he shouted, surprising Miz. "It's doesn't matter if you are the worst person on the planet! They're family! And family is supposed be there for each other, no matter what happens!"

"Evan-"Miz moved closer to him and leaned forward to kiss him on the lips and Evan was frozen on the spot.

Just as Miz's lips touched Evan's lips, Randy walked in with John and they stared at them in shock. Cena was the first to move and lunged himself at The Miz and shoved him into the solid toliet wall. Randy moved besides Evan who was aback taken.

John punched Miz in the face again and again, getting more aggressive and violent with every hit he delivered to Miz's face. Evan tried to move towards John to stop him, but Randy blocked his path.

"Randy, I have to stop John..." Evan tried to move around his but he still blocked his path. "Please, get out of the way!"

Randy shook his head and looked at Evan with sadness in his blue eyes.
Evan was starting to get upset and reacted without thinking first. He rised his legs onto one of the sinks and jumped over Randy's shoulder. He landed besides Cena and managed to pull him off of The Miz. John looked at the young kid in surprise and disbelief.

The Miz's face was badly battered, bruised and bloody. Evan called for an ambulance and didn't say a word to Jericho about what happened. He avoided eye contact with Cena and Randy for the rest of the night.
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May 16th, Monday

"Hey," John said to Eve Torres. "Eve, have you seen Evan anywhere?"

She nodded. "I saw him out in the parking lot with Jericho," she looked worried. "They looked like they were having a seroius conversation with each other, tho."

"Thanks, Eve."

"Anytime, Cena."
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In the Parking lot

Evan told Jericho what happen last monday at Beef&Burgers and Jericho's eyes widened in surprise at what he just heard from his dearest friend.

"That can't be true," Jericho shook his head in denial. "T-that's not John and Randy's style at all!"

Evan looked hurt. "You don't believe me..." He started to tear up inside. "Chris, you don't believe..."

"Stupid! Of course, I do believe you!" He hugged Evan gently. "And I always will..."

Just then, Evan felt something electrocute him on his neck and Jericho gasped, "Ev!"

Evan was stunned and was going in and out of blackouts. Jericho moved towards him, only in be kicked in his injured arm by a hooded person that had just tazed Evan and Jericho yelled in pain. He looked up and saw that there were four other hooded people with the attacker. Jericho started to fight against the attacker's minions, he knocked out two of them, while the other two held him down for the leader. Jericho saw something shiny in his hand. It ws a knife and tried to struggle out of their grip. He had no luck, as the attacker knelt over him calmly and silently. Jericho spat in his face and the attacker punched him furiously in his face- hard. Jericho groaned in agony and saw Evan start to move.

"No!" Evan cried, holding his neck. "S-someone help!"

The attacker smiled cruelly at Evan and rised the knife up to stab Jericho through his heart!