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Lost Soul, Now Found
Chapter Twelve
The next week Raw was in Atlanta, Abigail was hanging out with Bray and the others as fans came to have autographs and pictures taken. Most of the people that came were only interested in seeing Bray, but a few people were fans of the whole Wyatt Family. Abigail hadn't been with them long, but people recognized her and told her how she made an amazing addition to the group. Then there were a few people that were no so thrilled that she was in the group, these were the people that were jealous of her and wanted to be in her place. Suddenly she heard people calling out to her, but not by her name.
"Carlie! Hey! Over here!"
She looked and saw her parents and her brother. She didn't really know what to think about seeing them. They had pretty much abandoned her at the mental hospital. Going back would have to be one of her worst fears. Her brother was actually the first one to speak to her.
"Wow! Carlie, you're with The Wyatt Family? How did this happen?"
Her mom then interrupted.
"Yes Carlie, how did this happen?"
Bray stepped in and said his part.
"Because I allowed it to happen."
"She's supposed to be in a mental hospital right now... Because of her obsession with you!"
Abigail stepped in and fired back.
"Why are you here causing trouble? I knew you weren't coming back for me. You abandoned me, because you thought there was something wrong with me for wanting to be with Bray and The Wyatt Family."
"He kidnapped you. He's using your mental illness to his advantage.
"I don't have a mental illness! And by kidnapping me, I think you mean saved me. It's not kidnapping if I wanted to go. Turns out... The reason why I always felt connected to Bray... Is because I am. Bray is my brother. I'm not the person you think I am. The reason why you think I'm so different now than when I was a child is because I'm not who you think I am. My real name is Abigail, my spirit died fifteen years ago. The Carlie you knew no longer exists. She died in a car accident around the same time I did. I know... I was there, and I watched her spirit leave this body as mine entered it. She died because of an accident the two of you caused. The two of you should be dead! Not her!"
Bray put his hand on Abigail's shoulder.
Calm down Abigail, you're making a scene.
"I will not calm down! I know exactly why they're here! They want to take me back to the mental hospital. I'm not going! I'm a grown woman, and I'm not the person they think I am. I don't want to see them anymore! And I'm not going back to that mental hospital! We've been apart for too long! Don't let them take me!"
Abigail broke down now and hugged the closest person near her, which happened to be Luke. He wasn't really one to hug someone back, but Abigail needed this and he wrapped his arms around her. She had caused a scene and everyone was looking at her like she was crazy. Bray gave Luke an order.
"They're not going to take you Abby. Luke... Take her somewhere away from all of these people, she has been embarrassed in front of the world, she's hurting."
Luke nodded, placed one arm behind her back, and another arm behind her knees as he lifted her up and carried her away. She hid her face from everyone by placing her head in his chest and held onto him as he carried her away to a locker room. Bray talked to her parents, her mom more specifically.
"You should be ashamed of yourself. You judge what you do not understand, you think that you're so much better than everyone else... You're not... In fact, I can see right through you. Right through your cold, heartless soul. You talk down to others because you were talked down to yourself, you make others feel bad because you feel bad about yourself. If you loved her like you claim, you will let her go, never bother her again, let her live her life the way she wants to live it, and let her be with whoever she wants to be with... You've upset her, and I'm going to have to ask that you leave. Security."
A few security guards came and escorted them out of the building. Her mom was left speechless, Bray put her in her place, their original plan was to just leave her in a mental hospital, but saw no reason to try to get her back in. Instead they would just listen to Bray and let her live the life she wanted to live, and never bother her again. There were people around that heard and saw everything and started clapping and cheering for Bray. Unfortunately fan eyes were not the only eyes watching. A pair of eyes belonged to a troublemaker, Dean Ambrose. He saw Luke carry Abigail away and could definitely tell that feelings were there between them. He wanted to try to think of something that would get Luke and Abigail mad at each other. Dean was mainly known for being extremely dangerous, but was smarter than what most people realized. Bray was concerned about Abigail, but thought she was in good hands with Luke around and would talk to her later. Things slowly returned to normal as he continued taking pictures and signing autographs for fans. Meanwhile in a locker room, Luke had Abigail in his arms. She was pretty much holding onto him like her life depended on it. The way she had went off on them, there was no doubt in his mind now that she was Abigail. She had cried getting his shirt wet but he didn't care. He held her in his arms... Something he had always wanted to do in her past life. She had her head against his chest and could hear and feel his heart beating. She wondered for a brief moment if she could possibly have feelings for him. He finally spoke to her.
"They upset you... I'm sorry that happened, they never should have come... I never did like seeing you cry Abby."
She stopped for a moment hearing what he said, she looked up at him before wiping her tears away. She had calmed down now and finally let him go.
"I'm sorry... I don't mean to be so emotional... My experience with them wasn't the greatest. They all judged me... But mainly her. Being judged by the people that were meant to be your family... It hurts. I always felt like I didn't belong with them... That's because I didn't. I'm just the spirit of a dead girl inside of another dead girl's body. I still don't understand why I'm here again. I must have some kind of unfinished business, but I don't know what that is. She never understood me, or even tried to understand me, she automatically assumed that there was something wrong with me. I don't want to go back to that mental hospital."
"You'll never have to."
"I missed out on so much... I didn't want to be taken away again... We've already been apart for fifteen years, things are so different... I wanted so badly for things to be the way they were before, but I guess things will never be the same again. Its time to move on I guess and try to find my place in this world."
"I always wonder the same thing..."
Abigail was confused.
"Wonder what?"
"My place in the world. I still haven't figured it out."
"I think... Everything happens for a reason, this breakdown was a minor setback, but in the end, it will only make me stronger."
Bray entered the locker room and spotted Luke and Abigail.
"Abby... I took care of our little problem. They've been escorted from the building and won't be bothering you again. No one is taking you from us... Not again. Fifteen years is long, but forever is worse."
Luke excused himself, there was something he needed to do. At the moment, he wasn't concerned about the thoughts and emotions going through his own heart and mind. He was concerned about her. He wanted to do something for her, but he wanted to do it anonymously, without her or anyone else knowing. Luke had to be quick, as far as he knew, no one saw what he was doing. The rest of The Wyatts had left the locker room, and Abigail was in the women's locker room, luckily there were other women around so she wouldn't really have to worry about Dean. Dean made his way into the locker room. Luke always carried around an extra pair of pants for after a match, something clean to change into despite his dirty look onscreen. An idea had formed in Dean's head as he quickly looked for a piece of paper and something to write with. He knew he had to be quick, but he had to make his handwriting look like a woman's handwriting. He had to write something that Luke would believe Abigail would say.
"Luke... I don't really know why I'm writing this... I just wanted to say thank you for everything you've done for me. You've been there for me when no one else has... You're my best friend, but have always been more like family to me. You've always been like a brother to me. I guess I mainly wanted to write this because I think it's something that you need to know... I know you have feelings for me... I don't want to upset you, but if I said that I had feelings for you, our friendship could be at risk if we ended up in a bad relationship. I don't want to risk our friendship, it means everything to me. I think... We should both look for someone else. Please don't be upset with me... Please understand that I only want what's best for our friendship."
Dean left the locker room as fast as he could after he wrote the note. What he did know was that someone saw him leave. Abigail was finishing getting ready when Natalya came back in the locker room.
"Hey Abigail... Somebody left something for you at catering."
"What is it? Who is it from?"
"I don't know... It didn't say who it was from, it just said to Abigail. Looks like you have a secret admirer. I think you will be very surprised. I thought it was very sweet."
Abigail went to catering and smiled when she saw a bunch of flowers. Sure enough, she looked at a note, and it only said to Abigail. She was going to go put the flowers back in the locker room. The locker room was empty now. Someone had been watching her. He smirked to himself thinking this was too easy and decided to play along.
"So... Did you enjoy the little gift I sent you?"
Abigail recognized that voice. Her eyes instantly went wide with fear.
"Dean! What are you doing here?"
"I work here remember? Relax ok... I'm not going to hurt you. In fact...I'm here to apologize. We started off on the wrong foot... I was an asshole."
"So... You sent me the flowers?"
"Yeah... I wanted to make it up to you... I was hoping we could start over."
Dean looked at Abigail... He wasn't sure if she was buying his nice guy act. Luke had actually been in a one on one match, he was in a qualifying match to see if he would face the current Intercontinental Champion. Luke had beat his opponent and had become the number one contender, he would have a match for the Intercontinental Championship in a few weeks at the next pay per view. Abigail would be coming out with Bray later. Luke had been to the locker room, found the note in his pocket and started to look for Abigail. It hurt to read the note, but he still wanted to talk to her face to face. As he came out of the locker room, he started looking for Abigail. Dean seemed to know that he was coming, pushed Abigail against the wall, keeping her body still and planted a kiss on her lips not only to keep her quiet, but he did it in a way that made it look like she enjoyed it. Luke didn't have to say anything, he felt a rush of different emotions come over him, he turned around the corner and went back to the locker room. When Dean finally stopped kissing her, Abigail smacked him hard across the face.
"How dare you! Get the hell away from me! I can't believe you just did that."
Dean laughed a bit as he felt at the spot where she slapped him. She wasn't aware that Luke had seen what happened. Dean had a satisfied smirk on his face.
"Oh come on... It was just a kiss, no harm done. I'll be on my way now."
Abigail was embarrassed and glared at him as he walked away. Dean was pretty satisfied with himself, he could come back to her anytime he wanted, he was pretty sure Luke wouldn't want anything else to do with her. Later on as they got to their hotel rooms, Abigail could tell that there was something different about Luke. Luke and Abigail were the only ones in the hallway and Abigail went up to him before he went to his room.
"Hey Luke, you seem upset. Do you want to talk?"
Luke didn't turn around to face her, he gave a harsh reply.
"I have nothing to say to you!"
He slammed the door to his room. Abigail didn't expect it at all. She didn't know why he was upset with her, this concerned her as she didn't know what she could have done that upset him. The next day at the Smackdown taping, Abigail briefly spoke with Erick about Luke.
"I don't know why, but Luke is upset with me for some reason. I don't know what I did that upset him. He hasn't spoken to me since yesterday. Could you talk to him for me and figure out why he's upset with me."
"I'll try."
Erick actually kind of had an idea of why. When Erick went to talk to Luke, he plainly asked Luke what was going on.
"Why are you upset with Abigail?"
"She wrote a note... It upset me, but not as much as when I saw her kissing Ambrose. I can't believe she would do this again... She said how Ambrose had made her uncomfortable and then she goes and kisses him. He's no good for her... He could hurt her... I know she said that we should see other people, but why him?"
Erick was putting things together.
"You have feelings for her."
"Yes I have feelings for her! I've always had feelings for her."
"I don't know if this will help or not, but I don't think she kissed Ambrose or wrote that note. I don't know why, but I actually saw Ambrose come out of the locker room yesterday. Ambrose... He's dangerous... He's smart. I know you're upset, but don't take it out on Abigail... I don't think she knows what's going on."
Erick left Luke so that he could be alone with his thoughts. He knew what he saw, but there was a chance that Erick could be right, maybe Abigail didn't have anything to do with this. All of these emotions just added to the ones he had been feeling for years.
(To be continued. I hope that everyone enjoyed this chapter. Thanks for reading. Review.)
