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Summary: She so much wanted to awake from this nightmare. For him to be beside her and their children soundly asleep down the hall. Yet she knew that it was real. Painfully real. Steph/HHH. One-Shot Songfic.
You Were Mine
I Can't Find A Reason To Let Go
Even Though You've Found A New Love
And She's What Your Dreams Are Made Of
Stephanie McMahon loathed her father for being right. She so wanted to prove him wrong; she had for seven long years. Her father had told her that Paul was not worth her time. That he would be unfaithful to her as he had his previous girlfriend.
For seven long years he had been faithful to her or at least the very least to her knowledge he had been. Shortly after his return from his right quad injury she and the other creative writers placed a newly promoted diva as his valet.
A mistake that she regretted every day. The new diva was seemly perfect. Tall and curvy in all the right places. A seductive British accent. A force to be wrecked with in the ring. A no nonsense type of girl. More importantly a woman that could hold her own inside and outside the ring. She had been the perfect diva to be Paul's valet.
Too perfect in retrospective. The two had supposedly fallen in love with no thought of his marital status or how many children called him father.
I Can Find A Reason To Hang On
Every memory was worth the pain of remembering. Every caress and kiss implanted in her mind and burnt into her skin. Their children.
What Went Wrong Can Be Forgiven
She so wanted to forgive him for his infidelity. To make everything go away. Yet he didn't want to be forgiven. He was happy with his women's champion. The pair of champions did everything together even going to the gym. Something that was sacred to him.
Without You, It Ain't Worth Livin' Alone
She wasn't truly alone. She had her parents, brother, sister-in-law, nephews, and most importantly her children. Yet she felt alone.
Chorus #1:
Sometimes I Wake Up Crying At Night
And Sometimes I Scream Out Your Name
Stephanie hadn't had a good's night sleep since before her brother and sister-in-law informed her of the affair. That morning had been seven long months ago. She had nightmares. She tortured herself with images of what they could be doing or had done. She cringed and wanted to vomit every time she thought of the time she had caught them.
What Right Does She Have To Take You Away
When For So Long, You Were Mine
She wanted to yell and scream. Punch and kick. Strip titles and fire a certain British diva. They were together for seven long years. Did that mean nothing? Their children? Did they mean nothing?
I Took Out All The Pictures Of Our Wedding Day
It Was A Time Of Love And Laughter
Happy Ever After
Sitting on the floor with photo albums slung across her bedroom floor, Stephanie smiled bitterly at her wedding album. October 18th, 2003 had been one of the best days of her life only being beat by her children's births. She laughed at her best friend's drunken appearance and her brother's look of annoyance in the photo of the Wedding Party.
She started sobbing harder when she came across the photo of her being walked down by her father. She turned the page as she wiped away never ending tears.
But Even Those Old Pictures Have Begun To Fade
The last photo of the album had been taken long before he had even proposed to her. It was the first photo that was taken of them together. It was from one of those carnival booths. The edges had been somewhat dog eared and the middle creased. Carefully, she took the photo out of the album and held it to her chest as she cried even more.
Please Tell Me She's Not Real
And That You're Really Coming Home To Stay
She so much wanted to awake from this nightmare. For him to be beside her and their children soundly asleep down the hall. Yet she knew that it was real. Painfully real.
Chorus #2:
Sometimes I Wake Up Crying At Night
And Sometimes I Scream Out Your Name
What Right Does She Have To Take Your Heart Away
When For So Long, You Were Mine
I Can Give You Two Good Reasons
To Show You Love's Not Blind
He's Two And She's Four, And You Know They Adore You
Her daughter Aurora's and son Paul Michael's baby books laid beside her red painted barefooted toenails. Her daughter was four and learning something new everyday. Her son was two and put the terrible toes to shame.
So How Can I Tell Them You've Changed Your Mind
What hurt her most was not that he had necessarily cheated on her but that he had cheated and left their family. She had no idea what to tell Aurora the next time she asked why didn't her daddy live with them anymore. She had skated around the subject and successfully distracted Aurora from receiving a straight answer.
Chorus #2
I Remember When You Were Mine
She remembered every second of every day that she had shared with him. Surrounded by daily reminders did that to a woman.
A/N: The other woman was not a OC but a real female wrestler. The first person to guess correctly in a review will recieve some insight information on one of my other wrestling stories (your choice as to which one).
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