SORRY THAT I'VE BEEN LATE ON THE CHAPTERS FOLKS. I'LL KEEP THEM COMING LOL.

Soft little raindrops pattered gently against her dorm room window as she peered out of the clear glass at the grey cloud covered sky which almost seemed to reflect the exact same way she was feeling at the moment. She squeezed her legs closer to her body with her arms as another wave of sadness and sorrow swept over her. The tears that fell from her eyes were just as consistent as the raindrops that fell from the stormy sky.

Her brief sniffles were the only perceptible noise in the room, besides her trembling and quivering crying that seemed to have not taken a rest since the night before. She ran her hand through her dirty blond hair frustratingly as she looked over at a picture that was situated atop her nightstand. She immediately clenched her jaw and crawled across her bed towards it. Without even a second glance, she laid it face down on the table, not wanting to look at his face at the moment.

Shaking her head, she felt like her heart was breaking in half as thoughts of the previous night flashed into her conscience. The look on his face after she had said those three horrible words kept repeating in her mind, causing more pain to take over her body. Just that look alone made her want to die at that very moment. His look of shock and pain made her feel so guilty for pronouncing, "I hate you," to him. She so badly regretted ever saying those terrible words, but unknowingly it felt almost like it was truly how she felt.

He had been a complete and utter asshole to her last night and the way he treated her was unforgivable and downright cruel, especially since she was his girlfriend for god's sake! His jealousy had become almost too much to handle and quite frankly his distrust for her was the most hurtful part of the whole ordeal. He always jumped to conclusions without even speaking a word to her which left her in the automatically assumed position of the guilty one. She couldn't even get a word in edge wise as to what actually happened but he was in such a rage that she was almost afraid to voice her side of the story.

She was just so sick of his carelessness and selfishness and didn't want to take it anymore. And that's exactly why she broke up with him last night. It wasn't just because of the recent incident with Tyler; it was because of his neglect for her feelings and her right to be heard that made her upset.

But to top it all off, she hadn't even done anything wrong in the first place! Sure she had flirted with Tyler a few times but she had never hooked up with him or even had the intentions of hooking up with him. She was so deeply in love with Randy that she would never have done such an appalling deed. He meant everything to her and never once did she ever want to be with Tyler, not even for a second.

Randy was her one true love and she thought that by now he would understand that; but it tore her up inside that he had still not gotten the message. It made her question last night if it was really worth staying in a relationship with him since he had still not been able to wrap his head around that concept and they had been going out for about a year and a half; and not to mention their sophomore year in high school!

His self-centeredness seemed to be outweighing his feelings for her and that's a relationship that she definitely didn't want to be involved with. She felt like she was constantly the one that was apologizing whenever he blew up over a minor misunderstanding and she was downright sick of it. The stress of keeping their relationship afloat just seemed to be an impossible task and it certainly wasn't helping out with the other stress that had built up within her from school which was just getting harder and harder every week.

She just simply did not have the energy anymore to balance school and their relationship all by herself. A relationship was supposed to be an equal effort between both people and it appeared that she was the only one who was really trying to keep it going. She was emotionally, intellectually, and physically burnt out and didn't wish to continue on with their torturous relationship any longer. She had finally put her foot down and it was the final verdict of their pending case. She was done with him and he was done with her; that was that.

Stacy took a deep breath and sighed loudly as she stood up from her bed and walked over to her desk. She peered down at her phone which read that she had 47 text messages waiting for a reply. Most were from Torrie and Aly but expectedly, none came from him. She just sat there contemplating whether or not to answer them back but concluded that she'd just talk to them at another time. Right now she just needed to be alone, secluded from the outside world as she attempted to clear her head and thoughts of Randy Orton, her ex-boyfriend.

However, that undertaking was tougher than she had anticipated. His smile kept reappearing and the sound of his deep masculine voice whispering, "I love you so much Stacy," after they had made love to each other repeated over and over again in her mind. Here she had just tried for ten full minutes to convince herself that she was completely done and over with him but now she couldn't help but think about him. He just had this everlasting grasp over her and she truthfully didn't know if she'd ever be able to break free from it.

Unfortunately, in about a week she was going to be on a plane ride back home to California where she'd more than likely come face to face with him whether she tried her hardest to avoid him or not. But Stacy quickly shook her head of those thoughts seeing as it was just way too much stress to even think about that ill-fated encounter ahead of her.

'What am I going to do now?' She thought to herself since it had been a long time since she was labeled as a single woman. She wasn't used to not having someone to lean on whenever she was down but being single certainly felt a lot better than having that certain someone to lean on be a complete asshole to her. Stacy just took a deep breath and tried to relax; knowing that the next few weeks were probably going to be the toughest weeks of her entire life, but ironically, it was her winter block break! She wasn't supposed to be down and lonely; she was supposed to be going out and having fun! This was her time to unwind and loosen up before returning back to school and so far, on the first official day of break, she was sitting depressed and disheartened in her dorm room all alone! Not only had Randy ruined their relationship, but he had also ruined her winter break!

"Asshole," She said to herself as she grabbed her phone and walked back over to her bed, texting her friends Torrie and Aly to try and get her mind off of him and their failed relationship.

Jefferson, California…six days later

"Yo Randy! I'm glad you could make it bro!" Jesse yelled as he ran up to his high school buddy and gave him a guy hug. "How've you been man?!"

"I'm good dude, real good. How 'bout you?" Randy asked as he stood in Jesse's garage where a crowd of people were since Jesse was throwing a huge winter break bash at his house.

"I'm doing good man! God I feel like I haven't seen you in forever! How's U of M holding up for you? Well since I heard you finally got that scholarship and all." Jesse asked as he handed Randy a red cup filled with beer from one of many kegs that sat on the hard floor of his garage.

Randy sighed and looked back at his friend a little hurt inside but tried desperately not to show it. "Um…it's going pretty good so far…"

"How are you and Stacy doing out there? Speaking of which, where is that fine ass of hers?" Jesse pried unaware of the current situation between Randy and his ex-girlfriend.

Randy looked back at his friend awkwardly and in an almost uncomfortable stance. Thoughts of her started to rush back into his mind but he frantically attempted to wipe them away. He leisurely mustered up an answer as he took a quick sip of his cold beer. "Um…actually…we just broke up last week."

Jesse's face went from excitedly cool to absolutely shocked and surprised. His mouth dropped almost all the way to the floor as no words seemed to escape his lips. He was completely speechless. From what he remembered they were practically married when they graduated. Now they were broken up? How the hell could this have happened?

"What do you mean you guys broke up?"

This was about the sixth time Randy had to explain the terrible news to everyone and it seemed like each time he told it, the pain in his heart seemed to become deeper and more unbearable. "Yeah um…pretty much you know how that whole thing went down between her and Justin last year?"

Jesse nodded his head, "Yeah."

"Well pretty much the same situation reoccurred but this time it was before I'd even arrived so…I really have no idea how far it went between her and the other guy but…it was far enough for her to tell me that she hated me and that we were through so….I've been dealin' with that bullshit for the last week."

Jesse was confused and stunned at what his buddy had just told him. A small part of him believed what Randy was telling him but then again, a larger part of him found it to be a little unclear and suspicious. He knew how much Stacy loved Randy and vice versa and he knew that Stacy had learned her lesson from what Justin had done to her so this sort of thing almost seemed impossible to have occurred. He knew that Stacy was smarter than that and sort of began to believe that maybe Randy had jumped to conclusions like he always used to back in high school.

"So what'd she say happened between them? Did she admit to it?" Jesse inquired, pressing for more details to try and figure out the odd circumstances between one of his best buds and one of his best girl friends.

"Nah, she said nothin' happened but I find that hard to believe since she did the same damn thing back here with that dumbass Justin Thompson." Randy stated as he remembered that horrifying incident that came about last year in high school. "I mean, how could she do this to me again? You know? After all that shit she put me through last year? No way man, I'm not gonna take it anymore. She can go and fuck every guy she sees and I honestly don't think I'd give a damn."

"Yeah alright," Jesse said sarcastically, knowing full well that Randy was not only lying to him but to himself. "So wait, what happened to the asshole that started this whole thing?"

Randy slightly furrowed his eyebrows as he remembered the look on Tyler's face when he landed his fist against Tyler's cheek bone. He almost smiled knowing that at that exact moment, Tyler was still feeling the pain that overtook his pretty boy face. "I pretty much beat the shit outta him."

"No way dude! How'd it go down?"

"Well, we were both pretty drunk but he starts talkin' bout how he's so infatuated with Stacy and then looks over at her like he's her boyfriend or something, right in front of me no less! And then he starts slurring 'bout how he could have gotten in her pants if only I hadn't shown up. So I just fuckin' snapped and punched him as hard as I could. Then he punched me and we started fighting and then I got thrown outta the bar so I just stormed outta there and started walkin' up Main Street cause I was so hurt and pissed off…….And all I really remember from then on was when Stacy started crying right in front of me, saying how much she hated me cause I never listened to what she had to say and I always jump to conclusions and how she didn't wanna be with me anymore so………I guess I just don't make her happy anymore, that's what it comes down to. She needs something more than what I'm giving her and I've run out of ideas, patience, and time trying to find out exactly what that certain thing is. She's too good for me dude, I knew it right from the moment I met her."

Jesse rested there with an almost worried expression on his face. "What do you mean she's too good for you bro?"

Randy just shook his head and tried explaining it to one of his best friends, although he knew that nobody could understand exactly what he meant. "I mean that she's just way outta my league is what I'm saying…."

At that moment, Jesse definitely knew what Randy was talking about. He had gone through the same ordeal with a girl he had met over the summer and could relate to how his friend felt. "I know what you're saying dude. You think that since you've found this girl whose so unbelievably perfect in every way…..like she's got the intelligence, the humor, she's hot, and not mention dude she is fuckin' hot as shit…" He continued, making Randy laugh a little. "You both have a connection that's indescribable, you love her more than you've ever loved anyone….but she's so perfect that you think it's almost unreal to have this dream girl laying down topless right before you, waiting for you to have sex with her cause she shares all of those feelings that you feel for her and she's like the one girl you've always dreamed about who can offer you everything you've ever looked for in a woman and you want to spend the rest of your life with…"

Randy couldn't believe what his friend was saying. It was so weird. It was almost like Jesse put Randy's exact thoughts into words. "Dude? How do you know all of this?"

Jesse looked away and then back at his friend. "Cause….the same damn thing happened to me this last summer. I met this girl named Rachel, and I love her so much I can't even stand it. But see the problem is, she lives out in Maine on the other side of the country and it would be impossible to make it work so…but hey, I know what you're talkin' 'bout man; finding the one that you've held up on a pedestal all of your life, wishing hoping praying that this fantasy girl would end up right in your lap, and now that you've got her you don't know how to keep her happy and to satisfy her in every way known possible….but seriously dude, between you and me…."

He put his arm on Randy's shoulder and looked him straight in the eye, "and although this seems extremely gay right now since I have my hand on your shoulder and we're exchanging feelings about our girlfriends to each other like a couple of fags…I have to tell you this man…..although Stacy is probably the hottest girl in California and is definitely outta any of our leagues…" He said, gesturing to all the guys at the party, including himself and Randy, "she loves you way more than I think you'll ever know and honestly dude….you're a fucking idiot if you let her go as easily as you have."

Randy stood there completely surprised at his friend's words of wisdom. He realized the authenticity of him and Stacy's relationship and how much he really did truly love her. He didn't care about his insecurities anymore. He had finally recognized the love that lay before him in the form of Stacy Keibler, his one and only true love. But although this feeling of bliss and happiness entered his body, it just as quickly left without leaving a single mark. "But that's exactly why I had to let her go Jesse….I love her too much to let her end up with a guy like me. She needs a guy that can give her way more than I can and that can provide her with a love that isn't constantly being questioned. I mean, I've wished every day to be able to give her that kind of love but…it's been a year and a half bro, and honestly, I don't think it'll ever come. And……..that's why I have to let her go."

"I personally think you're making a huge mistake bro, but….I know how you feel and I'll back you up on it no matter what." Jesse stated as Randy looked back at his friend who was truly one of the most respected and honest people he had ever met.

"Thanks man. I appreciate it."

Jesse just stood there and shook his head with a smile. "But watch, I bet by the time she gets back here tomorrow you two will make up, fuck, and everything will go back to the way it was."

Randy laughed and took another sip of his beer. "Dude, if only life could be that easy."

"Well, let's stop bein' a bunch of bitches, go inside, and take some shots cause we still got some fuckin' partyin' to do! Am I right?!" Jesse hollered as Randy just laughed and cheered his beer with him.

"Let's do it!" They both said in unison as they drank more beer and headed inside the house, greeting old friends and meeting new people and trying to get in on a game of beer pong, just like old times.

12:00 am California

As the clock struck midnight in Jefferson, the hollers, cheers, and loud voices of young college students at Jesse's party had become more frequent and noisier since it had begun. Although almost everybody there was drunk and belligerent, it didn't stop anybody from meeting and greeting new and old friends. A lot of people from Randy's graduating class had come back and the memories of their company almost seemed to wipe away the thoughts and feelings he had been carrying around all night about Stacy. Even though he had to explain his dreadful story about twenty more times to everyone that night, the alcohol he had been consuming since he had arrived made him dismiss all of his sorrowful feelings. And for the first time in the last week that he had been away from Stacy, he was actually enjoying himself and having a good time partying.

"Yo Randy! Randy!" Kyle, Katie, Lindsey, and Troy, who were all old high school friends of his, yelled out the back door at the former Jefferson lacrosse star.

"What?!" Randy asked as he had to cut off his conversation with two girls named Tiffany and Sarah.

Troy cupped his hands around his mouth to make his announcement even louder since the music was blaring and people were talking noisily, "Come inside quick! We're all playing a game of flip cup and there's a wager that you simply can't refuse!"

Randy looked back at his friend confusedly but nonetheless nodded his head, "Alright bro I'll be in in a second." He turned back around to the two lovely girls who had been obviously trying to hook up with him all night. "Sorry 'bout that girls. They're fuckin' crazy in there."

"We understand, don't worry 'bout it," Sarah said as she batted her dark eyelashes at him.

"So how long are you two gonna be in town?"

"Until tomorrow. Then we have to go back to Sacramento." Tiffany answered as she adjusted her tight pink shirt since it was slipping down and showing off way more cleavage than it needed to.

"Aw that sucks. Is that where you two are from?"

"Well I'm from Sacramento but Tiffany's from Portland, Oregon. She's just gonna stay with me for a few days then she's going home."

"Oh that's cool." Randy commented, not helping himself from checking out Tiffany's cleavage as she added to Sarah's statement.

"Yeah, we go to UCLA with Jesse so….he always mentions how good you are at lacrosse. Do you play at Maryland?"

"Yeah believe it or not. It's actually a pretty funny story cause I originally went to San Diego State in the fall but then I finally got my scholarship for lacrosse at Maryland so…I transferred there not long after."

"Wow you're pretty lucky," Tiffany responded with a hint of seduction in her voice as she peered into Randy's alluring blue eyes. "I personally think lacrosse players are some of the hottest guys out there."

Randy looked back at her almost arrogantly, taking in the fact that this girl obviously wanted to sleep with him. "Oh yeah? Do I support that theory?" He flirtatiously questioned as the girl's cheeks turned bright red.

But before she could answer his question, Katie opened the back door and hollered Randy's name. "Yo Orton! We're starting! Come on!"

Randy just shook his head and laughed at Katie's humor. She was one of his best girl friends back in high school and would always give him advice when it would come to his and Stacy's relationship. She was practically like a sister to him and he found it pretty funny when she'd call him by his last name. "Alright, alright, alright, I'm coming!"

He turned back around to the two blondes in front of him. "Listen, I gotta go but it was really nice to meet you both. Maybe we'll catch up sometime."

"Yeah that sounds good. But wait…" Tiffany said as she reached in her purse and grabbed a pen. She grasped Randy's hand and began writing her number on his palm, signing her name below it with a little heart. "Call me." She said as Randy just smirked and said goodbye to them, heading inside and feeling pretty confident at the moment.

But his cockiness was soon brought to an end as he made his way inside the gigantic house. Katie stood at the flip cup table, tapping her foot like a mom who has found out that her kid has done something bad.

"What?" Randy asked laughing while shrugging his shoulders, even though he knew what Katie was mad about.

"Don't play stupid with me Randy. I saw you with those two airheads out there." Katie said as she grabbed his hand and flipped it over, reading the number written in black ink on his palm. "Tiffany? With a heart? Are you kidding me Randy? What a dumb ass!"

Randy laughed since he knew what Katie was saying was right. They were both pretty dumb but hey, they were hot and single so…why not?

"Come here." Katie demanded as she grabbed his hand and dragged him over to the kitchen sink.

"Katie, what are you doing?" Randy asked as he looked at her confusedly but half amused due to his intoxicated state.

"Um, you know exactly what I'm doing. Wash it off." She instructed as she stood there with her arms crossed.

"What? Why?"

"Cause….you know as well as I do that you're never gonna call that girl, she's a slutty bimbo, you could do way better, and I won't allow you to do that to Stacy." She said straight forwardly, looking up at him with a serious face.

"What are you talkin' bout Katie? You won't allow me to do this to Stacy? We're not even together anymore. She's the one that broke up with me remember? Not the other way around." He stated with a little bit of sorrow in his voice. "Plus, she's not even here so why the hell does it matter?"

Katie stood there with an are-you-serious look plastered on her face. "Randy….Stacy has been one of my best friends since junior high and you know better than anyone that I'll do anything for her…..and although you say that you're broken up and she doesn't want you anymore, I know the truth. And the truth is, whether you wanna hear it or not, she loves you more than you'll ever know and I know you feel the same way towards her. I know for a fact that you're not completely over her and you never will be….but as one of her and your best friends, I can't allow you to be a complete asshole to her by getting girls numbers and disrespecting her that. You're a better guy than that Randy, and although you might hate me for saying this, I doubt that you're ever gonna find another girl like her."

Randy looked away and knew deep down that she was right. He knew that he wasn't gonna call Tiffany or Sarah or any other girl for that matter. Even when he'd try as hard as he could to forget about Stacy, it was simply impossible. She was the only girl he really cared about and she was the only girl to make him feel truly happy. But even though all the things she was saying were true, it just seemed that Katie was giving him false hope about their relationship possibly patching itself back up. He knew that he had to give it time before he started moving on with his love life and knew that that was the least he could do for his ex-girlfriend.

Randy turned back around to face Katie and nodded his head. "You're right Katie." He turned on the faucet and quickly started rinsing the ink off of his large hands, proving that he really did have Stacy's best interests in mind and wasn't an asshole which is exactly what he had been acting like. "Better?" He asked with a smile as he looked back at Katie after he was done.

Katie just smiled back and nodded her head. "Much."

"Yo! Come on you two! We have a game to win remember?!" Kyle shouted from the flip cup table as everybody cheered and waited for Randy and Katie to walk over.

"You ready to kick their asses?" Katie asked and she had her drinking game face on.

"Ready to fuck their day up." Randy answered as they both laughed and walked over to the table where everybody was gathered around to watch.

"Okay! Okay! There is a wager that Shane here, would like to make." Kyle shouted to everyone as he had his arm around one of his college friend's shoulders.

Shane spoke above everybody as he looked in Randy's direction. "Alright! Alright! I wanna make a wager with you Randy!"

Randy stood on the other side of the table, having already taken his position at the table with his teammates Katie, Troy, Lindsey, and Kyle. He looked back at Shane surprised. "What is it?"

"Well since you and I both have some pretty sick trucks, and seeing as though I've heard that you used to race your truck all the time back in high school……I propose that if we win this game of flip cup, you and I are racing at Shepherds strip."

Everybody was pretty surprised at Shane's bet; but were even more surprised when Randy didn't even hesitate to answer him back. "Yeah alright. I'll take that bet."

All the people in the room were cheering and hollering, excited that somebody had finally gotten some balls to do something crazy.

"Now that that's all settled, let's start this shit and see whose gonna be the winners shall we?" Kyle suggested as Katie and another girl named Grace got ready to start the game. "Alright ready?! Set?! Go!"

The two girls tapped the bottoms of their red plastic cups on the table, cheered their cups together, tapped them back on the table and were off! Katie finished first as she instantly flipped her cup successfully, allowing Troy to go next. But then Grace finished hers and flipped her cup causing Troy and a guy named Louis to be neck and neck.

"Chug faster!" Randy and Lindsey yelled at Troy as he finally finished his beer. He began to flip it but was unsuccessful with his first three flips.

"Shit!" Troy shouted as he noticed that Louis had already flipped his and now Julia was chugging hers. Troy finally flipped his and passed his turn to Lindsey. She quickly picked up ground on Julia but was still behind as Julia successfully flipped her red cup.

"Go Bret!" Julia and Louis screamed as their teammate drank his beer like it was water. He soon began attempting to flip his as Lindsey had flipped hers and now it was Kyle's turn. Kyle finished his beer and began to flip his cup as he and Bret were practically tied.

Bret flipped his successfully as Shane quickly began to chug his. He soon finished his and began flipping. Kyle finally flipped his and now it was up to Randy to grab the victory. He drank his beer as fast as he could, soon placing his cup on the edge of the table and attempting to flip it on its lid. But with one more flip, Shane triumphantly landed his cup on its lip and threw his arms up in victory.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh!" Everyone yelled as Shane high-fived all of his teammates. Randy turned away disappointed but was a good sport and laughed it off.

"Alright man, let's race!" Shane stated as he gestured for him and Randy to start heading out through the garage door and towards their trucks that were parked at the bottom of Jesse's driveway.

Randy and everyone else for that matter looked back at him a little confused. "Wait, race now?!"

"Yeah bro! Right now!" Shane fearlessly said.

"But dude, we've been drinking….we can't go racing right now. I thought you meant like tomorrow or some other time." Randy spoke back as he stood there with an are-you-insane type of look.

Shane threw his head back in annoyance. "Are you scared Orton? Is that it? Are you woosying out on this just cause we've had a little bit to drink? I thought you were fearless….at least that's what the word on the street is but…all I see is the world's biggest pussy standing right in front of me."

Randy shook his head and laughed. He knew that it was a bad idea; but then again, he was a daredevil and loved the adrenaline rush he got when he used to race his truck. "The world's biggest pussy? Nah, that's what you're gonna be when I cross that finish line before you and make you look like a complete ass fuck."

Randy immediately began walking towards the garage door as a small smile spread across Shane's face as they both headed out for their trucks.

"Fuck yeah dude! This is gonna be sick!" Kyle shouted as he and practically everybody else followed the two men to the street at the end of Jesse's driveway.

"Yo! Randy and Shane are racing!" Louis shouted to everyone that was in the garage as they all looked at the two muscular guys.

Jesse who had been chilling in the garage with everyone, ran down and caught up with Randy and Shane, not thinking that this was such a great idea. "Hey! I don't think this is too good of an idea guys. You've both been drinkin' and I know that cops always hang out around Shepherd's strip."

"It'll be fine dude. Just let'em race." A guy named Sean assured Jesse as everyone watched Randy and Shane climb into their trucks.

"Randy! Randy!" Lindsey and Katie shouted as they ran over to his window.

"What?" He asked as Kyle climbed in the passenger seat.

"Don't do this! It's really not a good idea." Lindsey concernedly stated.

"Yeah just swallow your pride and just forget about it Orton. It's not worth it." Katie added as they both stood there desperately trying to make him change his mind. "It's not worth risking your life." Randy started to think about giving up the bet but he had done this a million times and knew that nothing was gonna go wrong.

"Hey! You two! I'm gonna be right next to him the whole time. It'll be fine, just relax." Kyle shouted from the other side of the cab as he leaned over closer to see them.

"Oh yeah Kyle, you're really gonna be able to help out when you guys are going a hundred miles an hour." Lindsey sarcastically pointed out with an annoyed and doubtful facial expression.

"It'll be fine. We'll be back before you know it alright?" Randy declared with clearly glazed eyes as he sat back in his seat, ready to race with his hand gripping the steering wheel.

"You boys ready?!" Shane and Bret yelled from inside Shane's blue truck as they pulled up next to them.

"Get ready to get your ass kicked faggot!" Randy shouted back as Shane laughed and quickly accelerated past Jesse's house.

"Show him how it's done Orton!" Someone from the crowd shouted.

"Kick his ass!" Another person hollered.

Randy smiled as he put his truck into first gear and tore out of the neighborhood with his engine roaring and the cheers of people fading away as he drove towards Shepherd's strip.

3:53 am Maryland

Stacy sluggishly opened her heavy brown eyes as she heard her phone annoyingly vibrating on her nightstand. Although she was in the middle of a sound sleep, the sound of her phone was too irritating to ignore. With a tiresome grunt, she rolled over on her bed to reach her phone which was giving off a bright blue light. 'Who the hell could be calling at this hour?' she thought to herself as she squinted her eyes peered at the screen which displayed a name she wasn't expecting.

"Hello?" She answered with confusion in her voice as she lay in her bed wondering why Lindsey was calling her at 3:53 in the morning.

"Hey Stace, it's Lindsey." She said with a quiet voice.

"Hey girl what's up? You know it's like 4 in the morning my time right?" Stacy giggled as Lindsey half laughed but soon got quiet. "What's going on?" Stacy inquired, hearing Lindsey sniffle on the other end of the line and getting an eerie feeling in her stomach.

"Um….(sniffle)….I um….have something to tell you Stace." She managed to say as she began to cry.

Stacy listened confusedly as she wondered what Lindsey was talking about. "Lindsey? What's going on?"

Lindsey tried to keep herself together as she continued to sniffle and tired to control her breathing. "Something's happened Stace……(sniffle)…..something really bad."

Stacy swallowed hard as the peculiar feeling inside of her grew larger and she began to get butterflies in her stomach. Her heart began to beat a little bit faster as she became increasingly worried. "What do you mean something happened? Lindsey, you're beginning to scare me."

Lindsey slightly laughed at Stacy's remark. "You're not the only one that's scared. I can assure you that……(sniffle)..."

Stacy furrowed her brows and was really getting worried listening to Lindsey sobbing on the other end of the phone. It was really scaring her and she wanted to know why Lindsey had called her at 4 in the morning and was crying frantically. Stacy breathed a little more rapidly as she anticipated Lindsey's answer to her next question. "Lindsey…..what the hell is going on?"

Lindsey cleared her throat and took a deep breath. She swallowed hard as she spoke through the phone, "Um….(sniffle)….Randy's………….(crying)…..Randy's been in an accident…."

PLEASE R&R!!!!!!!!!!!!! THANK YOU!!!