Second to last chapter is here, and blimey, is it a shocker :O
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THESE WORDS


Randy,
Ten minutes ago, you told me it was time for a fresh start for the both of us, and all I could
do was nod and agree, despite what I really felt. Now these ten minutes have passed, and there's so
much I want to tell you. So much I
needto tell you. Maybe it's the coward's way out, but perhaps
telling you this in a letter will be easier than telling you face to face. You probably never want to see
me again, so a letter is for the best.
I love you, Randy. I've loved you since that first time we spoke on that shuttle bus journey to the
house show. When everyone else swore I was the biggest bitch this side of the equator, you were
there for me. You took me for who I was, and not just a bunch of childish rumours. And for that,
you'll always hold a place in my heart.
Maybe one day you'll forgive me for all the stupid shit I've done. Maybe one day you'll see that
I'm not a bad person and that anything that was done with bad intention, I now regret.
I'm going back to Smackdown. I hope that when we pass each other in the hallways at pay-per-views,
maybe you'll respond with a smile, or even a 'hello'. If you don't, I'll understand. This hurts me right
now, but in time, maybe I'll heal. You've already healed, and I understand that.
I'm sorry about your divorce, and I hope you find the one that cares about you as much as I do.
With love,
Michelle.


Placing down her pen, Michelle sealed up the letter in an envelope and placed it down on the hotel dresser. She couldn't decide how she felt; writing a letter was supposed to be therapeutic, but all it reminded her of was the fact that she'd never have the happiness she once shared with Randy. The sound of the key turning in the lock signalled that her final goodbye was about to take place. And this one would be a corker.

"I thought I kicked you out." Melina huffed, dropping her gym bag down on the bed and glaring across the room at Michelle. She was still furious after all that had happened.

"I wanted to talk to you." Michelle stood up, and walked across the room. She sat down on the sofa, as Melina sat, legs folded, on the edge of her bed. "Before I left for Smackdown."

"I heard about that." The Latina muttered. "Spit it out, then."

"I wanted to apologize before I left."

She wasn't expecting that. "Wow." Melina looked stunned.

"We've both done some bad stuff, but one of us had to be the first to apologize." She paused. "So I thought it might as well be me." Another pause. "We've both done some stuff we're gonna regret, and for that, I'm sorry about everything. None of this should ever have happened, because let's be honest, neither of us have really got anything out of it."

Melina stayed silent.

"I mean, you just put on weight, and I lost a potential boyfriend." The blonde shrugged, allowing a weak laugh to escape her lips. "We both lost out, and it sucks."

"Randy?" Melina queried.

Michelle nodded, before getting to her feet. "I really loved him, but..." She wasn't sure where she was going with that. "Whatever, I'd better get going. My flight's in a couple of hours, and I should probably make a move." She pointed at her already packed suitcase, sat by the door.

Before Michelle could walk towards, Melina stopped her by running over and grabbing Michelle's arm. "I never wanted things to turn out this way." Michelle had never seen such vulnerability in Melina's eyes.

"What?" Michelle whispered.

"I was jealous." Melina admitted. "I was the top diva on Raw, and then you come over and you get all the attention. You're beautiful, you're talented; you're the next big thing in the WWE. My moment in the spotlight's going to come to an end soon enough and I guess that's a concept that I just can't accept. I'm not ready to go down, Michelle. I've still got so much left in me."

Michelle didn't want to smile, but she couldn't help it. There was something so innocent and kind about Melina that she'd never expected before. "I never wanted to take anything from you."

"I know that, and I can't take back what I've done, but I wish I could." Melina said, repeating a sentence Michelle had said so many times before.

"I think we're more similar than either of us realised."

The two didn't say anything for a little while, until they both simultaneously burst into tears, and reached out to hold each other. They were lonely women, and at that moment in time, all they had was each other.

"I'm so sorry, Melina." Michelle sobbed, allowing the shorter diva to rest her head on Michelle's shoulder. "I'm so, so sorry."

"No, I'm the one that should be apologizing." Melina wiped away her black, mascara tears. "God, I've been such a bitch."

Michelle paused, and let out a laugh. "Yeah, you have." Both divas exchanged chuckles, before Michelle straightened up. "Listen, I've gotta go." She walked over to the dresser, and handed Melina that envelope. "Do one last thing for me, Mel."

"Anything." Melina whispered, sadly.

"Give this to Randy." Michelle walked over to the doorway, and picked up her suitcase. "I guess I'll see you around." And with that, she picked up her suitcase, and left.


Melina had never run so fast in her life. Taking the elevator never crossed her mind, instead she'd sprinted numerous flights of stairs and banged on doors, until she'd finally found the one she was looking for. It was only a matter of time until she'd reached that room.

She'd made so many terrible mistakes; she had to make something right.

"Randy," She panted, as the Legend Killer answered his door, a confused expression on his face.

"Melina, what're you doing here?" He didn't care much for Melina, so his look turned from confusion to dissatisfaction. He noticed the worried expression on her face. "What's going on?"

"You've got to go to the airport, and you've got to find Michelle." Melina begged, forcing her way into Randy's room. "Please, you've got to go!"

"Why?"

"Read this." She gave Randy the letter. He tore open the envelope, and let his eyes scan over every word Michelle had written. Melina watched the look of realisation set in on his face.

"She loves me?" He whispered.

"More than anyone she's ever met." Melina admitted. "But she's about to catch a plane out to Iowa, and you've got to stop her!"

"What am I supposed to say to her?" Randy demanded. "That she can't go to Smackdown? Am I supposed to just forget everything's she's done?"

"I have!" Melina yelled. "And she's forgiven me! You can do the same; you forgive her for what she's done, and you tell her that you love her, because deep down, somewhere in that black heart of yours, I know you care about her as much as she cares about you!" She dug into the pocket of her coat. "Here's her flight information, catch her before she leaves!"

Randy couldn't believe this was happening. "But she's with Mark now-"

"But she's in love with you!" Melina was getting impatient. She picked up Randy's jacket, and thrust it into his hands. "You've got to go! You can still catch her!"

Looking around the empty hotel room, Randy realised he had nothing to lose. He grabbed his car keys, and made his way towards the parking lot.

Melina's work was done, but she couldn't breathe a sigh of relief yet; this had better work.


NEXT TIME (THE LAST CHAPTER!)
MICHELLE HAD ONE FINALLY APOLOGY TO MAKE, BUT WILL
RANDY CATCH HER IN TIME?