Owen's Story

Here's another chapter of this. It's a bit of a history lesson as to why Lissa is taking Owen's death so hard even after 11 years. See you at the bottom.

Chapter 2

The next few hours passed slowly, Lissa ended up dozing off on the couch again. When she fell asleep, she dreamed about Owen again. This time, however, it wasn't about the night of his death. It was something else. Lissa was woken up by the phone ringing. She jumped and then, realizing what it was, ran to it. The caller ID said that it was Kristine.

"Hey." Lissa said.

"Hey, I've got some news for you." Kristine said.

"OK. What's up?"

"You'd better get a plane ticket for San Diego."

"OH, MY GOD! YOU'RE AWESOME!"

"Thanks. Oh, Bella's going to be there."

"Oh, that's just great! She thinks I'm crazy and--"

Lissa stopped talking. She had been staring absentmindely out the window when she saw Owen standing there, a smile on his face. Guess he approves of this...or at least I hope he does. She thought.

"Lissa? You still there?" Kristine asked.

"Huh? Oh, yeah! I'm still here! Sorry, Kristy. I--"

"Saw him again?"

"Yes."

"Well, at least he's not trying to hurt you....wait...is he trying to hurt you?"

"No. Last night when I saw him....he seemed....worried and just now he was smiling."

"OK. So, he's not there to hurt you."

"Thank goodness. So, I guess I'll see you in a few days."

"So, what were you saying about Bella?"

"Oh, that. Just that she thinks I'm paranoid."

"Oh. Well, don't worry about that. Jeff will keep her in line....hopefully."

Jeff Hardy was Bella's boyfriend. He used to work at the WWE too, but he'd been forced out of the business by another superstar, CM Punk. Now he worked for TNA, but he still dropped by the WWE to see his brother and his friends on occaison.

"OK. I'll see you in a day or two in San Diego." Lissa said.

"Alright. See you soon. Try and get a ticket for Sunday night and we'll meet you at the airport."

"Alright. I'll do my best. Bye."

"See you."

Lissa hung up the phone and went to go pack her bags. When she was done that, she went online and got a plane ticket for San Diego for Sunday night. She was just about to go to bed when the phone rang again. She looked and saw that it was Bella this time.

"Hello?" Lissa asked.

"Hey, Lissa. It's Bella. Kristy called and told me you're going to San Diego too."

"Yeah, but I'm not going there to have fun. I'm going to talk to Bret Hart."

"Oh. Not that again, Lissa. You need to get over it! It was eleven years ago."

"Get over it?! Are you crazy, Isabella Hale?! I was ten years old and I watched my favorite wrestler fall to his death! That's something that takes a long time to get over! Plus, seeing him seeminngly everywhere I go does not help matters!"

"I think you're seeing things."

"Oh. Well, that's you. Anyway, I have to go. I didn't sleep good last night. Goodbye."

Bella hung up the phone and sighed. Lissa seriously needed to get over this whole Owen Hart thing. She was being paranoid. She sighed and went to sit down with Jeff.

"You know, Lissa's taking this whole Owen Hart death thing way over the line." Bella told him.

"No, not really." Jeff said.

"How do you figure?"

"What you don't know is that the two of them met. Lissa looked up to him a lot. He was kind of like....a big brother for her."

"Oh. I didn't realize that."

"Yeah, they wrote letters and stuff. Lissa made sure to go see Owen whenever we passed through Kanas City, since she was born there."

"Oh, my god. That's why she was there that night."

"Yeah, she was there faithfully as usual....and she watched him die."

"God, and I just thought she was a huge fan of his....I didn't know about the other things....now, I feel rotten about the way I acted."

"Don't take this the wrong way, Bells, but you should."

"So, did she meet Bret too?"

"Yeah. Bret was still working there when Owen met Lissa."

"Oh, wow." Bella said, "I had better go call Lissa back."

She got up and walked into the kitchen. She picked up the phone and got Lissa's machine so she left a message.

"Lissa, it's Bella. I want to say sorry for the way I acted. Jeff told me why you were and are still taking Owen's death so hard. I'm really sorry. Call me back if you want."

Then she hung up. When she was done talking on the phone she went and sat down and her and Jeff watched a movie. Eventually, they fell asleep. Meanwhile, back at Lissa's house, she was asleep too, trapped in the same nightmare she'd been having every night for the past eleven years. The difference this time was that she was seeing it through Owen's eyes and it was scaring her more then it ever had before. She screamed in terror as she plunged toward the ring. Just before she hit the rope, she woke up. She was shaking, pale and covered in sweat, but underneath it she had a feeling that Owen was trying to tell her something, but she had no idea what it would be.

If you're telling me to put it behind me, it's not going to happen, Owen. she thought as she got up and went to the bathroom again. Just like the night before, she splashed water in her face and, just like the night before she saw Owen's reflection in the mirror and he looked worried. When she turned, nobody was there. She sighed. It was still dark out. She looked at the clock. It was 3 in the morning. Lissa layed back down and was actually able to get back to sleep this time. And, thankfully, she didn't have any more dreams.

Once again, I would ask you not to post mean and hateful comments toward the Hart family or Owen in your reviews. If you don't like them, it's fine just keep it to yourself. Thanks to Pennie, Enigmagirl, and CenaGurl for their reveiws so far. Please Read and Review this chapter too. Bye.