Title: Die For Me
Author: Miss Calysto-Helmsley
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I own nothing and no one except Jessica.
Summary: A dark dark concept.
~*~*~*~
Ya know. Most people would kill to fill my shoes. Kill. There's an interesting word huh?
It's amazing the petty things that will cause one human being to take another human beings
life. I should know I lived that life. And so has my husband. Maybe I should start from the
beginning. Would that help you out? Yeah I thought it would.
My name is Jessica Helmsley. Yeah you know me now don't ya? I am the famous wife of
the Game. WWF's own Triple H. He's nothing like his character, far from it really.
Everything started back when that damn magazine came out. I was so proud of Hunter.
He had a magazine devoted to him. To him! They were finally giving him the credit he
deserved. Poor baby. Too bad it took an injury to bring forth that respect.
Anyway, back to the magazine right? There was a four page spread about his home life.
Including his lovely wife. Heh, yeah I do have an ego but hell, wouldn't you if you was the
Game's wife? They showed our wedding pictures. He's so handsome in a tux. He looked
much better at my wedding then the fake one on TV. We've been dating since high
school. We hated each other in middle school. But when we were in high school
everything changed. It all started at a keg party. I'll never forget it. We were drunk, and
we were playing truth or dare, and they dared us to kiss. And our kiss lasted for about ten
minutes.
We fell in love, and we married back when he wasn't Triple H. But when he was known as
Terra Ryzing. Cute name huh? He didn't think so. We were the perfect couple. I was
offered a job at WWF New York when it opened and that's how I got to be involved with
Hunter's work. Vince talked to my boss at the restaurant and they gave me pay-per-views
off and even flew me to the city to be with my husband. All this was covered in the
magazine. And the magazine even said where I worked. I had people asking me for
autographs. Hunter would laugh at me and smile. He did that when he thought I was
doing something cute. I liked the attention at first but it got bothersome after a while. The
fans started asking me these questions like "How's your sex life with Hunter?" or "Is he
really banging Stephanie behind your back?" That one is funny to me. Me and Stephanie
are friends, which most people find funny. She's really nice though, not like her character.
But something happened when that magazine came out. Something awful. A part of my
past I hate to think about came back to slap me in the face, and Hunter couldn't stop it. He
tried bless his heart, but even the Cerebral Assassin was no match for this.
Which brings me to my story....
Author: Miss Calysto-Helmsley
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I own nothing and no one except Jessica.
Summary: A dark dark concept.
~*~*~*~
Ya know. Most people would kill to fill my shoes. Kill. There's an interesting word huh?
It's amazing the petty things that will cause one human being to take another human beings
life. I should know I lived that life. And so has my husband. Maybe I should start from the
beginning. Would that help you out? Yeah I thought it would.
My name is Jessica Helmsley. Yeah you know me now don't ya? I am the famous wife of
the Game. WWF's own Triple H. He's nothing like his character, far from it really.
Everything started back when that damn magazine came out. I was so proud of Hunter.
He had a magazine devoted to him. To him! They were finally giving him the credit he
deserved. Poor baby. Too bad it took an injury to bring forth that respect.
Anyway, back to the magazine right? There was a four page spread about his home life.
Including his lovely wife. Heh, yeah I do have an ego but hell, wouldn't you if you was the
Game's wife? They showed our wedding pictures. He's so handsome in a tux. He looked
much better at my wedding then the fake one on TV. We've been dating since high
school. We hated each other in middle school. But when we were in high school
everything changed. It all started at a keg party. I'll never forget it. We were drunk, and
we were playing truth or dare, and they dared us to kiss. And our kiss lasted for about ten
minutes.
We fell in love, and we married back when he wasn't Triple H. But when he was known as
Terra Ryzing. Cute name huh? He didn't think so. We were the perfect couple. I was
offered a job at WWF New York when it opened and that's how I got to be involved with
Hunter's work. Vince talked to my boss at the restaurant and they gave me pay-per-views
off and even flew me to the city to be with my husband. All this was covered in the
magazine. And the magazine even said where I worked. I had people asking me for
autographs. Hunter would laugh at me and smile. He did that when he thought I was
doing something cute. I liked the attention at first but it got bothersome after a while. The
fans started asking me these questions like "How's your sex life with Hunter?" or "Is he
really banging Stephanie behind your back?" That one is funny to me. Me and Stephanie
are friends, which most people find funny. She's really nice though, not like her character.
But something happened when that magazine came out. Something awful. A part of my
past I hate to think about came back to slap me in the face, and Hunter couldn't stop it. He
tried bless his heart, but even the Cerebral Assassin was no match for this.
Which brings me to my story....