Two whole years. They had been the two longest years of my life thus far. I played through that night in my head almost every day of the two years I was out of the WWF...

Raw was in Atlanta, and everyone seemed edgy. I had been growing colder and more distant. Either nobody noticed or they decided it would be best to leave it alone. The only people I still felt comfortable around were Molly and Jeff Hardy. I couldn't even talk to Test anymore without feeling anxious to get to my room. I felt bad for rejecting them, but I just liked being alone. But that night, I had an anywhere falls match against Test. It was a couple weeks after I found out he liked Kaite. I felt pumped for the match when I went into my locker room, when I saw a note on the table:

Dear Damien,

I couldn't handle the pressure of the WWF anymore. I know we had something special but I need to leave for a while. I'm sorry I let you down. I hope some day you forgive me and we can be together again.
Love,
Nora


I stared at the letter. She was gone? I shook my head. A life without Nora? It didn't seem real. Test poked his head into the room. "Dame, we have a match soon. Get ready." I held out the letter to him, and he read it over. "Holy shit man.. just out of the blue? And this was all she left? Bizzare..." Damien sighed deeply. He didn't care to show Test how hurt he was. "Let's just have our match."

The match went well, and ended in the parking lot when Test slammed me onto a car, presented me with a big boot, and pinned me. But I didn't care. Nora was gone. After the match was over and the cameras were off, I stood and groaned from the car slam. I began limping towards my room. "Damien you need to talk to me about this." "Why? It's my problem. I don't want your burden on me so I won't lay mine on you." "Damien please just get some emotion out." "You want emotion?" I grabbed a rock off the ground and threw it at him. "Fuck off, Andrew! That enough emotion for you? Just mind your own god damn business." I stormed/limped to my room and slammed the door shut. It wasn't long after that a knock was at the door. "Go away!" "It's me, Vince." Oh joy. He walked in and I saw right away he was pissed. "Damien, you know I need to keep peace between the wrestlers... and what you did was not acceptable. I know Nora left, she left me a note too. Just get over it. If you continue to cause problems backstage, I will be forced to fire you." I stared at him for a few moments, feeling a new rage boil inside of me. "How can you be so fucking heartless?! I love Nora, and she's gone! Just, gone! If you are going to fire me because of it, you go ahead and do that because I don't need a heartless asshole for a boss!" Vince was shocked, then his face turned that lovely shade of crimson it tended to do. "You want to challange me? Well then pack up and leave! I don't need you! Get out now!" I grabbed my bag, slid into my car, and drove off. I haven't seen any of them since.




At first the loss of the WWF in my life drilled a giant hole in me, let alone the fact that Nora was gone. Although after awhile I got used to it and moved on. I am now engaged with a child on the way. My life was going pretty well, until one afternoon I got a call from the last person I expected, for the last reason I expected.



AN: This chapter, not much happened, just a recap of what happened from point A to point B. Not much of an ending but I do know where I'm going with this and... Finally, the Stinger has come back, to fanfiction dot net!