Everything happens for a reason, but when you don't get why, it can destroy you. Stephanie sat silently on the couch of her and Paul's, or what used to be her and Paul's apartment. It had been a week since he left her, since she last saw her daughter, and the worst thing was her feelings had came back right as Paul went out the door. Now she was alone, broken, but she had too much pride to call him. Stephanie looked at her stomach, how a baby had been there just two months ago and now it was just gone. Stephanie got up from the couch as she heard a knock on the door and walked to open it.
"Stephanie."
"How the hell did you find out where I lived Ivory?" Stephanie asked.
"I got your address from my daughter's address book, I needed to talk to you, can I come in?" Ivory asked.
Stephanie reluctantly nodded, "Okay."
"I heard about you having a miscarriage, I'm sorry." Ivory apologized.
"Thank you." Stephanie replied.
"Honestly I have no right to judge you-"
"On being a teenage mother?" Stephanie finished, "Look, I didn't set out on getting pregnant or even having sex before marriage, but one day I was upset and Paul comforted me, then I got pregnant."
"You know I judged you because you are luckier than I was, when I got pregnant with my son I was a freshman in high school, I was scared and the minute I told my parents, they gave me a half hour to get my stuff," Ivory said, "I tried to go to my boyfriend's house but he dumped me on the spot so I begged my parents to let me come home and what the did was they sent me to my grandmothers house, she shamed me so much that I rebelled after I had my son, I gave him up for adoption a week after he was born and then a year after I gave him up, when I was almost seventeen I got so sad and I missed him then kind of like you, a man comforted me then I ended up getting pregnant, again. I gave her up too but I've reconnected with her over the years, she turned out to be an amazing young woman and I thank God that she isn't the slut I was in high school."
"Just because you got pregnant doesn't make you a slut," Stephanie stated, "it means that you made a mistake."
"I believe that in some ways but, anyways I thought you should know." Ivory told her.
Stephanie smiled, "Thank you," Stephanie then felt a wave of nausea come through her and rushed to the bathroom,
"Are you okay?" Ivory asked.
Once Stephanie was through she nodded, "Yeah I must just have the flu or something."
"Okay, well where's Paul?" Ivory asked.
"I don't know, I haven't seen him or my daughter in a week." Stephanie stated
"I hope it works out for you Stephanie." Ivory told her.
"Me too," Stephanie replied, "it has to."
Randy sat next to Torrie on a park bench, "So Tor I haven't spoken to you since the funeral, how are you doing?"
"I don't know Maria and I weren't really that close in the last few years." Torrie responded.
"I wasn't either but I miss her." Randy told him.
"Well aren't you two a lovely couple?" the sarcastic voice of Mickie James asked as she walked up to them.
"Stalking me now?" Randy asked.
"I was actually taking a walk my ther- friend said that it helps clear your mind." Mickie corrected him.
"I thought your only friend died." Randy snarled at her.
Mickie stared at Randy as tears built up in her eyes, "You are a bastard!"
"Randy that was a little over the line." Torrie whispered.
"You know I think you would be a little more respectful she was your ex girlfriend!" Mickie exclaimed.
"Yeah and guess what she's better than you in the sack, well now that I think about it every girl I've been with is better than you." Randy hissed.
"Yeah and John's better than you." Mickie fired back.
"I highly doubt that." Randy argued.
"It's true and Torrie you may be interested in this even though Randy had a reputation as a ladies man freshman year, the first person that your little boyfriend over here slept with as me." Mickie revealed.
Randy glared at Mickie, "I told you that in confidents! But I lucked out after you left I finally got-"
"Okay bye." Torrie interrupted them before walking away.
"Look you made Torrie leave!" Randy yelled.
"I'm glad the little skanks gone." Mickie retaliated.
"I'm going after her." Randy stated.
As Randy began to walk away, Mickie felt herself being pushed up against a tree by a man who put a knife to her neck, "You scream and I kill you, give me your purse."
Mickie was about to hand him her purse before someone tackled him down and punched him in the face, "Don't mess with her again."
"Thank you Randy." Mickie said.
"I don't have my cuffs with me so you call the cops and I'll keep him here." Randy told her.
"Okay." Mickie agreed.
"Wait a minute, Matt Hardy?" Randy asked.
Matt smirked, "Nice to see you again Orton, still friends with my bitch of an ex and her lover?"
"Woo I think I'm cute! I know I'm sexy! I got the moves that drive the girls wild!" Shawn sang at the top of his lungs.
Paul shook his head at his friend, "Really Shawn?"
"Oh right your recovering or whatever from your separation or break or whatever it is, I know just the song on Shawn's karaoke box that'll make you feel better, where's 'You Give Love A Bad Name'?" Shawn asked himself before finding it and playing it, "Here buddy."
Paul looked at Shawn's television only to find that Bon Jovi wasn't playing the Aerosmith song 'Angel' was,
"Man I'm sorry I must have misplaced the labels." Shawn quickly turned off the television.
"It's fine you know, I haven't heard that song since mine and Stephanie's wedding." Paul said.
"So how have you been doing?" Shawn asked.
"You should know, I've been staying here since I left." Paul stated.
"No I mean are you going to go back to her or what?" Shawn asked.
"I don't know," Paul replied, "I love Stephanie but ever since she lost the baby she's shut herself out, hell she even missed Maria's funeral."
"So what I'm hearing is that you left because she was hurt, either that or she didn't put out." Shawn said.
Paul gave Shawn a look, "She did once about a month after it happened, but that isn't the point I love her too much to sit there and watch while she destroys herself."
"Paul take advice from me a happily married man-"
"Didn't Rebecca divorce you two years ago?" Paul interrupted.
"Paul take advice from me a happily divorced man, you and Stephanie are going to work it out but you can't do that if your ass is on my couch." Shawn corrected himself.
"I'm not ready to see her not yet." Paul told his best friend.
"So the wedding is June 12 which is a month away, the guests will be family and friends consisting of 124 people, 125 if I can get a date, which look at me I so will! Anyways the core colors will be white and red, good choices by the way, the cake will be chocolate supreme dyed white, you will have a buffet, and your first dance will be to it isn't on the list why isn't it on your list!?"
"Good going asking Joy to be our wedding planner." Lita whispered.
"Hey Joy is my best friend!" Adam defended Joy.
Lita rolled her eyes, "We haven't chosen a song yet Joy."
"Okay then I'll insert my favorite song 'Wild Thing'." Joy stated.
"No," Lita told her, "We thought that-"
"Wait a second Avril! You have to do 'I Love You' by Avril Lavigne!" Joy exclaimed.
"But-"
"That sound great Joy." Adam said, "Can you go so Lita and I can talk for a bit?"
"Of course love birds." with that Joy left the apartment.
"I don't want that song Adam!" Lita stated.
"Neither do I." Adam agreed.
"Then why did you agree?" Lita asked.
"Because Joy is my-"
"I know she's your best friend Adam but this is our wedding not hers." Lita said.
"I don't want to upset her." Adam replied.
"Do you want to upset me?" Lita asked.
"Of course not!" Adam responded.
"Then tell her not to choose that song." Lita stated.
"So are you okay?" Randy asked as reached Mickie's new apartment's door after walking her home.
"Yes, you didn't have to walk me here." Mickie said.
"Well obviously you can't take care of yourself." Randy snarled.
"Obviously you don't know me that well." Mickie hissed as she walked in her apartment.
Randy followed her, "Maybe I should have let him kill you."
"I wish you would have so I didn't have to deal with you." Mickie snapped.
"Really?" Randy asked.
"Yes!" Mickie yelled.
Randy pushed Mickie against a wall, "You bitch."
"Your scum." Mickie responded.
Randy and Mickie exchanged glares before Mickie forcefully kissed Randy,
"I hate you." Randy stated.
"I hate you too." Mickie replied before Randy kissed her again.
A/N Thoughts? Stephanie and Ivory's talk and Paul and Shawn's? Mickie and Randy? Lita and Adam? Also I put up a poll on who Lita's maid of honor should be and who Edge's best man should be, it'll say vote for two choices but what it'll mean is vote on for Edge and the other for Lita, please vote!
