Ok all my Fanfic MANDY lovers! I'm back with this time Kyli's POV! Now we all know what happened with the Mickie and Randy in Before he Cheats, and what happen with Randy now in Don't Jump, and saw more of Mickie's heart break in Teardrops on My guitar but what happens when Kyli feels like a burden to the one person she tries to helps but doesn't want her to, anymore? Possibly the last of the saga but of course it's up to you, the loyal readers to decide the fate of Mickie and Randy! Oh and this is a possible for another one shot to happen as well while reading. Enjoy!

As always, I don't own the superstars or Divas. They belong to respectfully to WWE and Vince McMahon. The song Broken belongs rightfully to Seether featuring Amy Lee!

The only thing I do own is the OC, Kayla "Kyli" Knight.

A/N: Yep, just like what I said at the end of the last chapter, that if there were spelling errors I was sorry. So with that, I'm either adding in more detail that I forgot to do in the last paragraph. So again, I hope you enjoy and I'm not hating or what not, I was just keeping it near what Mickie thought on Kyli.

Broken By Seether featuring Amy Lee Album: Discalimer II or The Punisher

~*Two Months earlier*~

~*Mickie's POV*~

Two months passed as Monday finally rolled around again as I made it back to the arena to perform in the squared circle. I just glance over to my left, seeing Randy talk to the girl who was now decked out in purple Gothic pants and a lacy matching corset. Is he hanging out with that type of people now? Most of those kind people shop at, what's that store again…Hot Topic? I shook my head seeing them finally look over at me. They seem happy Mick's it's time to give up. I shook my head again, as Randy kissed the side of her head, running over to me. Was he about to gloat about finding the perfect girl? Was he going to snap at me saying he's moved on and I should too? So many thoughts running though my mind I could feel my heart stop as he got closer to me.

I swallowed the lump in my throat giving him my best smile, waiting for what he's got to say now…

Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see

~*Kyli's POV*~

It's been four months since the incident that happened. Randy saved me from making another statistic of committing suicide. And he's been there for me ever since. Two months ago I couldn't help but feel nervous of stepping into what was his world and see the girl that he was trying to get back. I saw him make her jealous by the way he held me once we entered together but I told him he had to stop, by seeing the look on her face.

~*Flashback*~

I saw him walk out of his locker room as Mickie walked past him. I felt my heart stop as she just stood there eying him as he walked past. She looked depressed on what happened to them. I wouldn't blame her really. If my boyfriend and I were together for a long time and suddenly split I would feel her pain but right now, I only cared into helping Randy get her back.

I saw him flash his smile at me. "Did you see her?" He asked lowly as I nodded. I heard his smirk, then said, "I know she was going to be like this, Kyli."

I blinked, "But Randy, you had a year with her!" I hissed, my black rimmed eyes glared at him. I heard him sigh. "Don't give me that Randy, you still love her!"

"Help me get her back then."

"How?" I looked over seeing Mickie trying to keep her cool of losing and walking over here to slap me for stealing her man.

He shrugged, "Hell if I know!" He hissed back. I saw his eyes slowly glance over to his left as Mickie slowly looked back at us. He looked back at me, "Hug me."

"What!"

"Hug me," he gritted. I sighed reluctantly moving towards him. I felt his arms snake over my shoulders, pulling me close as I rested my head against his chiseled chest, eyes slowly glancing over at her. My heart dropped, as she finally took off in a run. I felt sick deep in side as Randy pulled away from me.

"Kyli what's wrong?" he lifted up my head as my eyes glared at him lightly.

"Fix it,"

He nodded, taking my left hand as we started back to his locker room to plan out how to get Mickie back.

I sighed. But as I looked on from the other end of the hallway, Randy and his girlfriend…well I should say Ex-since she spotted him with another diva at the bar one night all drunk and knew it was going to be an easy night-were actually talking. My head tilted to the side as I heard both their voices, rise.

"Mickie I'm telling you the truth! I'm changing. I want to win you back!

"No Randy, I saw you with her," That's when she looked over to me glaring those hazel eyes hatefully over to me. I glanced at the ground, slowly turning around heading back to Randy's locker room but I still heard her. "I'm never speaking to you again Randy!"

"Mickie you still have to listen…" I stopped dead in my tracks. My heart ached. That high impact slap made it hard for even me to breath and I wasn't the one who did it.

"I'm done Randy, have fun with that type of girl."

My brows furrowed, glancing down at my lacy black and purple tank top corset. Yeah, it matched my pants and I didn't feel like changing again when Randy wanted to leave right at the three o' clock just to get to the arena. I scowled lightly, before turning my head over my shoulder watching Randy just stand there paralyzed from what Mickie said and did.

Now I knew I would get in trouble if I got in a fight with her but I knew if I did that, then it could also be a shot of Randy getting fired. I did not want that to happen. I bit my lower lip making my way back to him. "Randy?" I asked lowly but saw no kind of movement into looking at me. My brows furrowed once more, as I started again. "Randy?"

No answer. I sighed finally standing in front of him. I blinked as he stared blankly at me. My nose crinkled as I waved my hand in front of his face. "Hello! Earth to Randy! Come in Legend Killer!" Still nothing. I sighed, frustrated, I stomped my foot into the ground. "Damn it Randy, if you don't snap out of this, I'll find another building to jump off from!" I started to walk away but stumbled to a stop. I glanced over my shoulder seeing Randy's arm stretched out, his hand clasping my wrist.

"Don't you dare," he gritted out slowly as his eyes glanced over to me.

I blinked, "I'm sorry Randy but…" I saw him shake his head, pulling me into him. I just sighed, wrapping my arms around him. He placed my head into the crook of his neck as he just held me.

"What did I do wrong Kyli?" He whispered to me. I just shrugged.

"You'll get her back Randy, trust…"

He pulled away from me. "You said that when you were trying to help me get her back before." His eyes looked hateful towards me. "Apparently she moved on from seeing me with you."

I shook my head, "Randy, all I tried to do was…"

"Have me be with you? Is that it?" I inched away from him but he followed after me.

"No, Randy, that's…"

"Then what is it Kayla?" I blinked. He's called me by my actual name not Kyli. I gasped lightly feeling my back against the wall. "Well? What is it?"

I felt his breath on my skin as I closed my eyes trying to suppress tears from falling out. "I don't know." I mumbled lowly feeling the space around me get closed in.

"I shouldn't have saved you. You, you were just a sad girl who should've jumped off that building four months ago," I heard him grit at me as he finally moved away. I felt my left hand shaky as it cupped the side of my arm. I thought I had a friend with me but I guess I was wrong.

I shakily sighed out, as I finally started to move. I was heading back to Randy's locker room getting my things and then leaving. Fine, if he thinks that I'm just a useless girl then I hope he doesn't get Mickie back! I thought hatefully. If he was going to be mean to me about me trying to explain another tactic then I don't know what else to give him. But from what just happened, I felt alone again. The tears slowly swelled my eyes that I couldn't really see anymore. I managed to have my back hit the wall again as I just slowly slid down and started to ball my eyes out. I shuddered out another sob as I heard footsteps make their way over.

I just brought my hands up to my face, letting my head fall right onto my knees as I continued to sob. But that's when the footsteps stopped.

"Are you all right?"

I shook my head, not wanting to answer whoever they where. I heard a low sigh then baggy tripp pants fall to the ground along with a thud. I blinked through my hands trying to get rid of the tears but I kept my head down in my hands.

"Would a song cheer you up?" the person asked.

I shrugged my shoulders not caring but I heard the person pick away at strings. I slowly pulled my head out of my hands sniffling slightly, seeing who the person that was with me. My eyes blinked as their own set of hazel blue eyes blinked at me. I couldn't help but look down at what he was wearing. Black and Red tripp styled pants with chains hanging off the loops but rested against the ground and a black tank top. His hair was blond with a light hint of light blue hair dye. He was easy on the eyes. He wore black nail polish and had tree roots going up on his right arm. He smiled slightly just enough to make me smile and lower my head into my knees, just hiding my blushed cheeks.

"Ha ha, I got you to smile," he said. I couldn't help but look back up at him as his eyes were concerned for me. "Is there something wrong?"

I shook my head, glancing at the floor, not wanting to talk about it.

"I did see you come in with Randy and you two seemed to be together and I just wanted to make sure that you were…"

I smiled, looking back at him. "For your information, Randy and I aren't together. He was just a Friend I was trying to help get his girlfriend back with him." I saw him nod.

"But," He egged on while his eyes shifted around.

"But he doesn't want my help anymore and told me that I should've gone and jumped off the building that he saved me from then he wouldn't have been in the mess he's in now." I answered completely seeing a smile form his lips. "And I just told you what happened."

He smiled, "Yes you did but you," he pointed at me with his hand resting against his Gibson J-200 rusted acoustic. "You didn't go out and find a building to go jump off right?"

I shook my head, "No because of that egotistical Viper saved my life after my boyfriend did not want anything else to do with me."

The person frowned looking down at his guitar. "Ok well," he paused looking up at me again. "What do you want to do?"

I shrugged, looking down at my shoes. "I guess cry my eyes out more since I think I lost my best friend." I let my forehead slowly touch my knees again as I heard him sigh.

"Really?" he pulled out his guitar pick. "Who shall I say are you, since I want to become your friend, if you don't mind me singing?" He watched as I looked back up at him.

"Kayla but my friends nicknamed me Kyli," I answered bringing my head up slightly as I rested my arms on my knees followed by my chin. My eyes weren't pretty but smudged eyeliner and mascara didn't seem sexy when I was looking at a hottie in my own eyes.

"Well Kyli, I'm Jeff Hardy and I hope you like Broken," he said as his fingers began picking at the strings.

I couldn't help but feel a little better from what happened between me and Randy. Jeff seemed nice and could see that he was just trying to make me feel better from what just happened. I just sat there in silence as he sang to me.

I wanted you to know
I love the way you laugh
I wanna hold you high
And steal your pain away

I saw him take a short glance at me, smiling as he still played. There was something about him that brought me to like a guy like him more than these preppy know it alls. I smiled back as I heard him continue.

I keep your photograph
And I know it serves me well
I wanna hold you high
And steal your pain

Luckily for him, I knew the song well and I actually loved it. One of my many favorite bands was Seether and couldn't have been more relieved that he was singing something that somewhat helped me through my love life. I jumped in slightly as I muttered the chorus.

'Cause I'm broken
When I'm lonesome
and I don't feel right
When you're gone away

I saw him smile to me as I blushed again. I didn't care if people were going to show up and hear us, I really didn't care if that brunette ex of Randy's walked back to his locker room just to bitch me out but to only find me here, singing with a man I might have a crush on.

You've gone away,
You don't feel me,
Anymore

He stopped, singing as I just took in his strumming style. It seemed right of just sitting in front of a guitarist as he played. I titled my head to the side as his eyes caught mine again. For being utterly cute it wasn't hard into making me feel like I was a loon of falling for him.

He smiled glancing down at the guitar before saying these next words. "All right, jump in, you get the second verse." I blinked as he looked up at me again.

I sighed, "Really you want me to ah…" He nodded as I smiled back at him. "Okay then."

The worst is over now
And we can breathe again
I wanna hold you high,
You steal my pain away,

I paused slightly as I heard more footsteps make their way over to us. I nervously laughed looking at Jeff. "Ok should we stop or something cause I really…"

"It's the art of performing in front of people to get rid of the stage fright or whatever else is bothering you," he answered to me as he continued to play. "Just let the acoustic vibes help calm your soul, Kyli."

I nodded closing my eyes. For some strange reason I let him be my guide. That's when I put forth more emotion to second half I cut as he continued to strum.

There's so much left to learn,
And no one left to fight
I wanna hold you high
And steal your pain

When I heard him jump in with me I felt alive. I don't know why though. It wasn't like I was looking to find someone who I could connect with off the bat. No. It was just some person who helped me talk out what happened between a best friend of mine and a girl he was trying to win back.

The footsteps stopped and I didn't even bother looking at whoever was there. To me, it was just Jeff, his guitar and myself singing out a ballad that either we both loved or I was just placing it as our song. I blinked in my mind. I must be losing it since I just called this our song.

'Cause I'm broken
When I'm open
and I don't feel like
I am strong enough

'Cause I'm broken
When I'm lonesome
and I don't feel right
When you're gone away

I opened my eyes slowly still staring at Jeff as he continued to play but I noticed two people on his left and right side just staring at us. I sighed. It was Randy and Mickie. My heart just stood still for a moment as they both looked at me. I shrugged lightly wiping the teary eyeliner from my eyes as I let the music flow through me.

'Cause I'm broken
When I'm open
and I don't feel like
I am strong enough

'Cause I'm broken
When I'm lonesome
and I don't feel right
When you're gone away

I let the lyrics flow through the hallway as Randy slowly glanced over to Mickie. I could see how hurt and sorry he was but truthfully he wanted her back. Please let this work, I thought, blinking my eyes seeing Mickie look back at the man she had a wonderful year with before this whole break-up happened.

The ending of the strumming began to die down. I bit the inside of my mouth waiting in anticipation for something to happen between the two and yet nothing has. I let my eyes roll slightly shaking my head as I heard Jeff finish up the last of the bit of the song. I just added in my own touch of a humming noise with the acoustic.

'Cause I'm broken
When I'm lonesome
and I don't feel right
When you're gone away

Jeff stopped as he looked back at me. His eyes blinked just seeing me stare off into space. His head slowly turned glancing over his shoulder seeing Randy and Mickie just what he could tell a pretty good, ten to twenty feet gap between them. He glanced back at me before nodding. "I see," he whispered lowly only catching me to look at him now.

"You see," I whispered back shrugging my shoulders watching his eyes roll.

"I see what you mean of those two not talking to each other." He nodded his head back slightly trying not to cause a scene with the Legend Killer.

I nodded making eye contact again with those two who mindlessly stared at each other for a while now. My lips twisted weirdly looking between the two. This is no use; they're not going to get back together now after the song Jeff and I sang to. There's just no way! I shook my head as I sniffled lightly brushing a strand of hair behind my ear keeping my head down trying not to cry again.

I heard the chain brush against the ground, knowing Jeff was scooting close to me wrapping a comforting arm around my shoulder waiting for the out come of the two…

You've gone away
you don't feel me
Here anymore

Oh oh, I am just leaving you hanging! XD hehehe. To tell you guys the truth, I came up with this songfic first before Teardrops on my guitar for Mickie's POV and that was during the last day of College finals. But anyway, as before who would you like to see next in this saga. Randy's? Mickie's? Kyli's again… or just do it third person just to end it permanently? Let me know what you guys think! :D Thanks!