**********Months later*********
JEFF'S POV
It had been months since I seen Quinn. We spent the whole night before Wrestlemania tangled in each other's arms, making love over and over again. I honestly didn't want to let her go, but I knew she would never accept a relationship with me, until she accepted the feelings she had for me.
We said goodbye after Wrestlemania, Quinn returned to her life in Florida with Kylie and Nathan. I returned to my life in Cameron, and the WWE. We still kept in touch through email and phone, I had been to Florida visiting them whenever I could. Quinn and I had grown closer, but she still was not ready to accept us being in a relationship together. There was still fear there that I hadnt' been able to surpass.
I glanced at the clock across the room, it read 3:53 AM. I was still wide awake, as I splatted some paint on the canvas that stood before me. I always enjoyed painting, especially when my heart was in a confused state. I looked at my painting, when I heard my cell phone ring.
Thinking it was my brother I casually strolled over to the table where I had left my phone earlier that night. I immediately picked it up, assuming it was Matt.
"Jeff?" a panicked female voice spoke on the other end. It took me a few moments for it to register the voice as Kylie.
"Kylie?" I spoke almost confused to as why she would be calling me, not to mention why she would be calling so late.
"Jeff, I didn't know who else to call! I don't know what to do!" Kylie practically screamed into the phone. She was speaking fast, and I could tell just by the tone of her voice that something was seriously wrong.
"What's wrong?" I asked, almost yelling it in the phone, as I felt my heart drop into my stomach with worry.
"Jeff, there's been an accident" she spoke, as I heard her voice crack and could hear her sobbing on the other end of the line
THE END
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