Owen's Story

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Chapter 11

The next morning when she woke up, she decided to get dressed and go find Taker. What he had done for her was sweet and she wanted to thank him for it. She called down to the front desk and asked for his room number. When she got it, she hung up the phone and headed down the hall. God, what would Owen say if he could see me doing this? Lissa thought, My luck Big Brother Protective Mode would kick in and he'd go nuts. She laughed out loud at the idea of Owen protecting her from Taker, who had been a friend of his. Lissa knocked on the door. When it opened a few seconds later, Taker stood there. To Lissa's shock, he was shirtless.

"Hi, Lissa." Taker said.

"Um, hi." Lissa said, "I just wanted to come by and....say thank you..."

"OK."

Then Lissa stood on tip-toe and kissed him on the cheek before walking down the hall and going back into her room. Taker sighed and shut the door and sat down on the bed. Something had been drawing him to Lissa since that day at the airport and now he thought he knew what it was. Back in her room, Lissa was thinking that she should call Martha, but she was afraid. She picked up the phone only to put it back down.

"What should I do?" she asked out loud.

"Give it time and wait until you're ready." a farmiliar voice said.

Lissa turned and there was Owen. Seeing him was one thing, but having him talking to her was way too weird. She sat down on the bed and sighed. Calling Martha wasn't the only thing on her mind.

"You're thinking about Mark aren't you?"

"Uh, Owen, you're not going to go all Big Brother and like, haunt him if I tell you yes, are you?"

"No."

"OK, then yes. I was thinking about Taker....I mean Mark."

OK, this is weird. I'm talking to the ghost of my "big brother"/best friend. she thought. She hoped he wasn't mad at her for being stuck there.

"I'm sorry." she whispered.

"For what?"

"You're stuck here because I'm too afraid to let you go!" Lissa yelled, bursting into tears.

"Lissa, don't cry. It's not your fault. When you're ready, you'll do it."

"Are you sure about that?"

"No, I'm positive about that one, Little One. Until then, I'll be here. Keeping an eye on you. Just like I did that night that the CM Punk guy hurt you."

"What do you...? Wait! Mark found me because you told him where to go, didn't you, Owen?"

"Yeah. Poor Mark. He probably thought he was seeing things."

Lissa laughed. Just then there was a knock at the door. When Lissa opened it, Bret, Bella, and Kristine stood there. Lissa looked over her shoulder and saw Owen still there, grinning. He waved to her and then disappeared.

"Was he here again?" Bret asked.

"Yeah, he was. And I--" Lissa stopped.

"What Lissa?"

"I talked to him."

The three of them looked at her in complete shock. Bret smiled at her, thinking that it was neat that his brother was around and still able to help her in some way. Lissa told them about the whole conversation and then she told them that she had actually kissed the Undertaker. Bella and Kristine gasped and Bret sighed.

"What?" Lissa asked.

"That's just...." Bella said

"Weird..." Kristine said.

"I knew this was coming." Bret said.

"How the hell?" Lissa asked.

"Just a feeling." Bret said with a shrug.

Lissa sighed. Between Taker, her friends, trying to get up the courage to call Martha, trying to bring herself to go to Owen's grave, and trying to hold off CM Punk's advances, her life had become more complicated then she had ever imagined it would be and she had no answers to any of it.


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