While in the limo RVD put water on a tissue and wiped away my blood on my
lip. Taker had ice on my cheek.
Taker: Sweety you're shaking ....are you cold
Stacy: No
Taker: Hey he won't hurt you anymore. You will have one of us will you all times.
I started crying becuase i was in pain and i was scared, but was crying because I could see my dad was in pain with his arm , but this wouldn't have happened if he would've listened to me when i told him not to go
Kane: hey kiddo what's wrong
Stacy: I told you dad...I begged you not to go...I told you this would happen...why didn't you believe me?????
Taker: I know you did, but Stacy I can take care of myself. Nothing can hurt me.
Stacy: But you hurt your arm
Taker: this? This is nothing.
Stacy: Yes it is ...you can't wrestle with your arm like that. No Mercy is in 2 days...your not ready
Taker: I will be fine you'll see.
Stacy: Ok
Taker: now go to sleep..
Stacy: I don't wanna go to sleep.
RVD: Stacy now that your nightmare has come true...you will have no more night mares
Kane: YEA so go to sleep kiddo
Stacy: Edge will you be there when i wake up.
Edge looked at my dad. He nodded
Edge: Yea of coarse....now go to sleep my butterfly.
I closed my eyes and fell asleep thinking my nightmares were gone...but they weren't.
I was sitting at the announcer's table and I saw Brock and my dad fighting in the ring. The ring was surrounded by a steel cage....oh no the hell in the cell...Both Brock and my dad were bleeding badly.
While having this nightmare, Kane was carrying me inside.
Kane: She's having another night mare
Kane placed me on the couch. RVD sat next to me and shook me gently.
RVD: Stacy wake up sweety
Stacy: DAD!!!!!!
I sat up quickly, tears running down my face. I burried my face in my hands.
RVD: Hey you ok.
Stacy: Yea I just need some fresh air.
I got up and went to the kitchen and made a pot of coffee. Then went outside while the coffee was being made. I heard something out side and i saw my baseball bat and picked it up. I walked slowly forward and and looked everywhere. Then someone covered my mouth with a cloth and my hands held together.
Taker: Sweety you're shaking ....are you cold
Stacy: No
Taker: Hey he won't hurt you anymore. You will have one of us will you all times.
I started crying becuase i was in pain and i was scared, but was crying because I could see my dad was in pain with his arm , but this wouldn't have happened if he would've listened to me when i told him not to go
Kane: hey kiddo what's wrong
Stacy: I told you dad...I begged you not to go...I told you this would happen...why didn't you believe me?????
Taker: I know you did, but Stacy I can take care of myself. Nothing can hurt me.
Stacy: But you hurt your arm
Taker: this? This is nothing.
Stacy: Yes it is ...you can't wrestle with your arm like that. No Mercy is in 2 days...your not ready
Taker: I will be fine you'll see.
Stacy: Ok
Taker: now go to sleep..
Stacy: I don't wanna go to sleep.
RVD: Stacy now that your nightmare has come true...you will have no more night mares
Kane: YEA so go to sleep kiddo
Stacy: Edge will you be there when i wake up.
Edge looked at my dad. He nodded
Edge: Yea of coarse....now go to sleep my butterfly.
I closed my eyes and fell asleep thinking my nightmares were gone...but they weren't.
I was sitting at the announcer's table and I saw Brock and my dad fighting in the ring. The ring was surrounded by a steel cage....oh no the hell in the cell...Both Brock and my dad were bleeding badly.
While having this nightmare, Kane was carrying me inside.
Kane: She's having another night mare
Kane placed me on the couch. RVD sat next to me and shook me gently.
RVD: Stacy wake up sweety
Stacy: DAD!!!!!!
I sat up quickly, tears running down my face. I burried my face in my hands.
RVD: Hey you ok.
Stacy: Yea I just need some fresh air.
I got up and went to the kitchen and made a pot of coffee. Then went outside while the coffee was being made. I heard something out side and i saw my baseball bat and picked it up. I walked slowly forward and and looked everywhere. Then someone covered my mouth with a cloth and my hands held together.