Disclaimer: The song does not belong to me. It belongs to SR-71 and it's
called "Tomorrow". Enjoy!
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1992:
"Mama," young Molly whispered. She sat next to her fallen mother and gently pulled her hands from her face, "Are you okay?" The screen door pounded up against the doorframe, at the pressure Molly's father had put on it when he left.
Molly's mother looked at her daughter, and formed a small smile on her face. Although everything wasn't all right, and Molly had witnessed worse, she didn't want to scare her daughter, "Hello, sweetie."
"Where's Daddy? Where'd he go?"
Her mother's smile faded. It wasn't the first time Daddy had left them. He'd done it since as long as Molly could remember.
"He just went out for a walk." She lied. She looked away from her daughter and whispered, "I loved him. . . I loved him so much. And he hurt me, sweetie. He hurt us both. We're so helpless." She looked back up at Molly, "Can't you tell? We're trapped." Tears came, stronger than before, and she repeated, "Trapped."
Molly didn't understand anything her mother was saying. Trapped? By who?
Mother smiled again, weakly, "He's just out for a walk."
Molly combed the loose strands of hair from her mother's face and helped her sit up, "Is he coming back?"
**
"Jackie!" Edge shouted, as he pounded on Jackie's hotel room door. It was morning, almost time for the superstars to head to the arena, and Edge was on a hunt for his love.
Jackie finally answered, yawning and glaring at him, "What's up?"
"Where's Molly? Did she stay here last night?" He peeked into the room, trying to spot her or any trace of her.
"Yeah. She left about an hour ago."
"Why'd she leave early?"
"I think she said she had to meet with someone. She didn't say who."
Edge automatically thought Raven, and shuddered. To imagine Raven and Molly alone together was frightening. He didn't want Molly in harm's way.
'I need to you promise that, when I'm not around, you avoid places where Raven may find you, okay?' he's said. 'I promise.' She'd replied.
"Okay, thanks, Jackie." Edge ran down the hall, his gym bag in tow.
**
"Hello, Molly." A voice said.
Molly turned toward the parking lot to see Raven, leaning on her car. She'd just arrived at the arena and was heading in. She showed no fear, knowing he'd love to see it. She kept still and said nothing. He looked up and down at her, smirking at her look. She was worried; he could smell her tremble under his vision. Cold wind hit and her curls blew up against her perfect face. She closed her eyes at the shiver up her spine. It wasn't helping at all.
"How've you been?" he asked.
She nodded, implying that she'd been okay, but it was a lie. Going against her instinct, she asked, "And you?"
"Oh, Molly," he leaned his side on her car and looked into the review mirror, "I've been awful." He sighed, deeply, hoping she'd notice.
"Why's that?" She asked, nearing him. She tilted her head, confused. When she approached him, he stared at her, intently, as if expecting her to harm him. She hadn't thought to. Instead, she placed a hand on his arm and waited for his reply.
"I miss you, Molly."
Molly's eyes widened and she took her hand back. She watched Raven slap a hand over his face and he began to sob. He heard no reaction from her, and liked it. It meant she was feeling sorry for him.
"Raven, if I knew you felt this way, I would have-"
"I realized how much you mean to me. All those times I took it out on you, I was just mad at myself and I never admitted it! I'm so sorry, Molly."
He dropped to his knees and hugged her little waist, as he'd done before, when they were together. He sobbed into her shirt. Molly reluctantly wrapped her hands around his head, comforting him. As tears formed and fell down her cheeks, she noticed how snug it felt to be held again, by him.
"Remember the letter I wrote you, Molly? It meant it all, Molly. It came from the heart."
"I know, Raven, I know. I remember."
Her mind raced with memories of the night she tore it and flushed it, along with the pictures.
"I remember." She repeated.
"I'm miserable without you, Molly. Take me back."
Molly sighed and, as if on impact, rain began to fall. She didn't let it bother her. She faltered not, "But, Raven, I'm---"
"Please, Molly! Haven't you ever felt trapped without someone special at your side?"
'Trapped. . . ?'
Molly nodded before she actually replied, "Yes."
"Please, Molly. I need you."
"Raven, I. . ." she paused, "I'll think about it."
Raven smiled, mischievously. As he stood, he took her hands, "I'm going to treat you better this time, Molly. I promise." He kissed her forehead and walked away, into the rain. She smiled as he left. Her only love was finally back in her life.
"Molly!" Edge shouted, out of breath. She spun around to see him running up to her. He threw his duffel bag onto the drenched cement and reached her car. Some of his hair clang to his face and he looked at her, eyes wide and serious.
"You're too late." Molly whispered, against the gust of wind.
"What?" Edge shouted, unable to hear her.
Molly walked away and shouted, "YOU'RE TOO LATE!" Tears quickened as she ran into the building, leaving the only man who was all she wanted alone.
**
Saturday night was lonely for her. She sat alone on her bed with a trashcan nearby. She'd thrown up twice earlier, and was prepared this time. Plus, she was tired of running to the bathroom, while trying to keep her vomit in her mouth.
// Is it any wonder why I'm scared? //
The next day was No Mercy. She felt as if she hadn't yet made a decision between Edge and Raven. And they would fight it out tomorrow. As she contemplated whether or not to be at ringside, she felt the pressure in her chest and leaned over the trash can.
// If I was a little younger would I care? //
Looking down at the vomit reminded her of her childhood, for some reason.
"I don't know if he's coming back, sweetie. He was upset," Molly's mother had replied.
Molly didn't know what the situation was back then. She was just a little girl, almost a teenager. It was then that she turned to God, and had kept that picture of Jesus in her box ever since. He was all she cared about. She could care less about her family then. She didn't care at all.
// Feeling like the walls are growing stronger,
I don't know if this cage can hold me any longer, //
"I love you," Edge had said. It was the night of her dreams; the night she'd been waiting for. At that point, she thought she'd never hear those words spoken to her. She saw the movies, and read about the characters, but that moment truly was like a fairy tale, or a Hollywood Ending.
// You never dreamed you'd have to live your life so guarded,
Cause they'll find a way to make you feel discarded, //
Growing up, and learning, she knew she had the freedom to do or say anything. She realized how she never took advantage of it. She was the quiet one in the corner that people glanced at and then forgot about. She'd never even spoken up to Raven, but that was okay now. He'd apologized, so everything was okay now.
// I'm not afraid of tomorrow,
I'm only scared of myself, //
No Mercy was sure to change everything, but the approaching date didn't make her any less nervous. What if she finally picked one of them, but then made the wrong decision? Would she be able to take it back? Surely, Raven meant what he said. His story was so sad and heart wrenching. She'd gladly take him back. Besides, he'd made her happy.
// Feels like my insides are all on fire, //
Indecisiveness cursed her all her life. Every decision she'd ever made was right. Yet, she would wonder what would've happened if she went another way; took the other option. Everything was right. The concept of Edge popped into her head and she wondered, 'What about Edge?'
// And I'm looking through the eyes of someone else, //
Edge had been so sweet. . . but he wasn't Raven. Still, was she doing the right thing? "I'll take Raven back. He loved me before, and Edge never did," She said to herself. As she wiped her mouth with a towel she'd kept beside her, she thought of Edge's eyes and found herself longing to look into them, maybe one more time.
// I never thought they'd want me to go even faster,
And I thought I took my foot of the gas,
Everybody loves to be in on the pressure,
But I know they're all waiting for the crash, //
It had been nothing but pressure from day one. Blocking out the memories of Raven beating her, he was sweet, really. He'd never violated her in any way. Edge, however, had hurt her in the one place no one could ever heal: her heart. Edge was a liar. He never loved her. The only person who loved her was Raven, and he still did. She smiled, loving the feeling of being cared about.
// You never dreamed you had to live your life so guarded,
Cause they'll find a way to make you feel discarded,
Things have changed you've become of complication, //
Now, she had to watch out for who she met, or turned to. But it'd be Raven from then on anyway, and he loved her, no matter what. She could tell. To put her guard down would be a bad idea, unless it was to Raven. Molly knew she could trust him. He would never hurt her.
// You can't make it through another day's humiliation, //
"I love you, too," Molly had said, to Edge. He'd led her to believe that she was loved; to believe someone actually wanted her. She embarrassed herself by saying she loved him, and that was a mistake she'd never make again. She wouldn't be able to, though, since she loved Raven. And he was all she needed.
// I'm not afraid of tomorrow,
I'm only scared of myself,
Feels like my insides are all on fire,
And I'm looking through the eyes of someone else, //
She got up from her bed and pulled a book out of her bag. It was the Bible. AS she flipped through the pages, it stopped on the spot she'd bookmarked. . . with a picture of Edge. He was smiling, brightly. She took it from the book and brought it to the bed with her. She stared at it, for a long while. She wondered what he was doing at that moment.
// Someone, someone, someone else, //
In another part of the hotel, Edge lay on his bed, alone. He stared up at the ceiling, deep in thought but emotionless. He didn't know what to think anymore. "You're too late!" Molly had shouted. What did it all mean? What was he too late for?
"Raven." He uttered, not liking the feeling he had.
// Someone, someone, someone else,
Someone, someone, someone else, //
'Edge or Raven? Raven or Edge?' The thoughts repeated in her mind, 'Raven or Edge? Edge or Raven?'
// Is it any wonder why,
The answer keeps me petrified,
Is it any wonder why I'm SCARED, //
Tearing the picture into pieces relieved her, just a little bit. She didn't feel like seeing his face again, anyway. Yet, she knew she'd have to, at No Mercy. She'd support Raven from then on. "I love Raven," she said, aloud. Even though it sounded funny, she stood by her words and said, more confidently, "I love Raven!"
// I'm not afraid of tomorrow,
I'm only scared of myself,
Feels like my insides are all on fire,
And I'm looking through the eyes of someone else, //
After throwing the picture into the trash can, she lifted the top sheet of her bed and covered herself. The clock read 11:57 AM. Soon, it'd be tomorrow. She felt stronger and better about it. "I love Raven."
// I'm not afraid of tomorrow,
(It is any wonder why I'm scared), //
Edge covered himself under his blanket and tried forgetting his troubles. He'd soon face Raven, over Molly's tormented heart. Would it be worth it? No Holds Barred.
// I'm only scared of myself,
(If I was a little younger would I care?), //
'I'm not about to do something I'll regret,' he thought. Anything worse than the damage he'd already done would be disastrous. He had to beat Raven, although it seemed like something was terribly wrong with Molly. 'Not too much damage,' he thought. Of course, the damage he'd already caused was towards Molly's feelings for him.
// Feels like my insides are on fire,
(Feeling like the walls are growing stronger), //
"I did it. I let her go," He said to himself. He imagined her smile, and her perfect face. Her lips were little and beautiful. She seemed to smile non-stop. Realizing, he'd changed some things about her, Edge screamed inside.
// And I'm looking through the eyes of someone else ,
(It is any wonder why I'm scared), //
It couldn't be about her anymore. His focus was on Raven now. That son of a bitch. The marks Raven had left on Molly would go unforgiven. Edge wanted to make his opponent pay!
In Molly's room, her chant of "I love Raven" had quickened, into a shout; almost a scream.
"I love Raven. I love Raven. I love Raven."
Finally, she slipped, "I loved Raven. I love Edge."
She stopped when she heard what she had said. Edge? No! It was all about Raven! "I love Raven!" She sighed and turned off the lamp. She then let out the words she'd wanted to say when Raven apologized . . .
// Someone, someone, someone else,
Someone, someone, someone else . . . //
"Raven, there's someone else."
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1992:
"Mama," young Molly whispered. She sat next to her fallen mother and gently pulled her hands from her face, "Are you okay?" The screen door pounded up against the doorframe, at the pressure Molly's father had put on it when he left.
Molly's mother looked at her daughter, and formed a small smile on her face. Although everything wasn't all right, and Molly had witnessed worse, she didn't want to scare her daughter, "Hello, sweetie."
"Where's Daddy? Where'd he go?"
Her mother's smile faded. It wasn't the first time Daddy had left them. He'd done it since as long as Molly could remember.
"He just went out for a walk." She lied. She looked away from her daughter and whispered, "I loved him. . . I loved him so much. And he hurt me, sweetie. He hurt us both. We're so helpless." She looked back up at Molly, "Can't you tell? We're trapped." Tears came, stronger than before, and she repeated, "Trapped."
Molly didn't understand anything her mother was saying. Trapped? By who?
Mother smiled again, weakly, "He's just out for a walk."
Molly combed the loose strands of hair from her mother's face and helped her sit up, "Is he coming back?"
**
"Jackie!" Edge shouted, as he pounded on Jackie's hotel room door. It was morning, almost time for the superstars to head to the arena, and Edge was on a hunt for his love.
Jackie finally answered, yawning and glaring at him, "What's up?"
"Where's Molly? Did she stay here last night?" He peeked into the room, trying to spot her or any trace of her.
"Yeah. She left about an hour ago."
"Why'd she leave early?"
"I think she said she had to meet with someone. She didn't say who."
Edge automatically thought Raven, and shuddered. To imagine Raven and Molly alone together was frightening. He didn't want Molly in harm's way.
'I need to you promise that, when I'm not around, you avoid places where Raven may find you, okay?' he's said. 'I promise.' She'd replied.
"Okay, thanks, Jackie." Edge ran down the hall, his gym bag in tow.
**
"Hello, Molly." A voice said.
Molly turned toward the parking lot to see Raven, leaning on her car. She'd just arrived at the arena and was heading in. She showed no fear, knowing he'd love to see it. She kept still and said nothing. He looked up and down at her, smirking at her look. She was worried; he could smell her tremble under his vision. Cold wind hit and her curls blew up against her perfect face. She closed her eyes at the shiver up her spine. It wasn't helping at all.
"How've you been?" he asked.
She nodded, implying that she'd been okay, but it was a lie. Going against her instinct, she asked, "And you?"
"Oh, Molly," he leaned his side on her car and looked into the review mirror, "I've been awful." He sighed, deeply, hoping she'd notice.
"Why's that?" She asked, nearing him. She tilted her head, confused. When she approached him, he stared at her, intently, as if expecting her to harm him. She hadn't thought to. Instead, she placed a hand on his arm and waited for his reply.
"I miss you, Molly."
Molly's eyes widened and she took her hand back. She watched Raven slap a hand over his face and he began to sob. He heard no reaction from her, and liked it. It meant she was feeling sorry for him.
"Raven, if I knew you felt this way, I would have-"
"I realized how much you mean to me. All those times I took it out on you, I was just mad at myself and I never admitted it! I'm so sorry, Molly."
He dropped to his knees and hugged her little waist, as he'd done before, when they were together. He sobbed into her shirt. Molly reluctantly wrapped her hands around his head, comforting him. As tears formed and fell down her cheeks, she noticed how snug it felt to be held again, by him.
"Remember the letter I wrote you, Molly? It meant it all, Molly. It came from the heart."
"I know, Raven, I know. I remember."
Her mind raced with memories of the night she tore it and flushed it, along with the pictures.
"I remember." She repeated.
"I'm miserable without you, Molly. Take me back."
Molly sighed and, as if on impact, rain began to fall. She didn't let it bother her. She faltered not, "But, Raven, I'm---"
"Please, Molly! Haven't you ever felt trapped without someone special at your side?"
'Trapped. . . ?'
Molly nodded before she actually replied, "Yes."
"Please, Molly. I need you."
"Raven, I. . ." she paused, "I'll think about it."
Raven smiled, mischievously. As he stood, he took her hands, "I'm going to treat you better this time, Molly. I promise." He kissed her forehead and walked away, into the rain. She smiled as he left. Her only love was finally back in her life.
"Molly!" Edge shouted, out of breath. She spun around to see him running up to her. He threw his duffel bag onto the drenched cement and reached her car. Some of his hair clang to his face and he looked at her, eyes wide and serious.
"You're too late." Molly whispered, against the gust of wind.
"What?" Edge shouted, unable to hear her.
Molly walked away and shouted, "YOU'RE TOO LATE!" Tears quickened as she ran into the building, leaving the only man who was all she wanted alone.
**
Saturday night was lonely for her. She sat alone on her bed with a trashcan nearby. She'd thrown up twice earlier, and was prepared this time. Plus, she was tired of running to the bathroom, while trying to keep her vomit in her mouth.
// Is it any wonder why I'm scared? //
The next day was No Mercy. She felt as if she hadn't yet made a decision between Edge and Raven. And they would fight it out tomorrow. As she contemplated whether or not to be at ringside, she felt the pressure in her chest and leaned over the trash can.
// If I was a little younger would I care? //
Looking down at the vomit reminded her of her childhood, for some reason.
"I don't know if he's coming back, sweetie. He was upset," Molly's mother had replied.
Molly didn't know what the situation was back then. She was just a little girl, almost a teenager. It was then that she turned to God, and had kept that picture of Jesus in her box ever since. He was all she cared about. She could care less about her family then. She didn't care at all.
// Feeling like the walls are growing stronger,
I don't know if this cage can hold me any longer, //
"I love you," Edge had said. It was the night of her dreams; the night she'd been waiting for. At that point, she thought she'd never hear those words spoken to her. She saw the movies, and read about the characters, but that moment truly was like a fairy tale, or a Hollywood Ending.
// You never dreamed you'd have to live your life so guarded,
Cause they'll find a way to make you feel discarded, //
Growing up, and learning, she knew she had the freedom to do or say anything. She realized how she never took advantage of it. She was the quiet one in the corner that people glanced at and then forgot about. She'd never even spoken up to Raven, but that was okay now. He'd apologized, so everything was okay now.
// I'm not afraid of tomorrow,
I'm only scared of myself, //
No Mercy was sure to change everything, but the approaching date didn't make her any less nervous. What if she finally picked one of them, but then made the wrong decision? Would she be able to take it back? Surely, Raven meant what he said. His story was so sad and heart wrenching. She'd gladly take him back. Besides, he'd made her happy.
// Feels like my insides are all on fire, //
Indecisiveness cursed her all her life. Every decision she'd ever made was right. Yet, she would wonder what would've happened if she went another way; took the other option. Everything was right. The concept of Edge popped into her head and she wondered, 'What about Edge?'
// And I'm looking through the eyes of someone else, //
Edge had been so sweet. . . but he wasn't Raven. Still, was she doing the right thing? "I'll take Raven back. He loved me before, and Edge never did," She said to herself. As she wiped her mouth with a towel she'd kept beside her, she thought of Edge's eyes and found herself longing to look into them, maybe one more time.
// I never thought they'd want me to go even faster,
And I thought I took my foot of the gas,
Everybody loves to be in on the pressure,
But I know they're all waiting for the crash, //
It had been nothing but pressure from day one. Blocking out the memories of Raven beating her, he was sweet, really. He'd never violated her in any way. Edge, however, had hurt her in the one place no one could ever heal: her heart. Edge was a liar. He never loved her. The only person who loved her was Raven, and he still did. She smiled, loving the feeling of being cared about.
// You never dreamed you had to live your life so guarded,
Cause they'll find a way to make you feel discarded,
Things have changed you've become of complication, //
Now, she had to watch out for who she met, or turned to. But it'd be Raven from then on anyway, and he loved her, no matter what. She could tell. To put her guard down would be a bad idea, unless it was to Raven. Molly knew she could trust him. He would never hurt her.
// You can't make it through another day's humiliation, //
"I love you, too," Molly had said, to Edge. He'd led her to believe that she was loved; to believe someone actually wanted her. She embarrassed herself by saying she loved him, and that was a mistake she'd never make again. She wouldn't be able to, though, since she loved Raven. And he was all she needed.
// I'm not afraid of tomorrow,
I'm only scared of myself,
Feels like my insides are all on fire,
And I'm looking through the eyes of someone else, //
She got up from her bed and pulled a book out of her bag. It was the Bible. AS she flipped through the pages, it stopped on the spot she'd bookmarked. . . with a picture of Edge. He was smiling, brightly. She took it from the book and brought it to the bed with her. She stared at it, for a long while. She wondered what he was doing at that moment.
// Someone, someone, someone else, //
In another part of the hotel, Edge lay on his bed, alone. He stared up at the ceiling, deep in thought but emotionless. He didn't know what to think anymore. "You're too late!" Molly had shouted. What did it all mean? What was he too late for?
"Raven." He uttered, not liking the feeling he had.
// Someone, someone, someone else,
Someone, someone, someone else, //
'Edge or Raven? Raven or Edge?' The thoughts repeated in her mind, 'Raven or Edge? Edge or Raven?'
// Is it any wonder why,
The answer keeps me petrified,
Is it any wonder why I'm SCARED, //
Tearing the picture into pieces relieved her, just a little bit. She didn't feel like seeing his face again, anyway. Yet, she knew she'd have to, at No Mercy. She'd support Raven from then on. "I love Raven," she said, aloud. Even though it sounded funny, she stood by her words and said, more confidently, "I love Raven!"
// I'm not afraid of tomorrow,
I'm only scared of myself,
Feels like my insides are all on fire,
And I'm looking through the eyes of someone else, //
After throwing the picture into the trash can, she lifted the top sheet of her bed and covered herself. The clock read 11:57 AM. Soon, it'd be tomorrow. She felt stronger and better about it. "I love Raven."
// I'm not afraid of tomorrow,
(It is any wonder why I'm scared), //
Edge covered himself under his blanket and tried forgetting his troubles. He'd soon face Raven, over Molly's tormented heart. Would it be worth it? No Holds Barred.
// I'm only scared of myself,
(If I was a little younger would I care?), //
'I'm not about to do something I'll regret,' he thought. Anything worse than the damage he'd already done would be disastrous. He had to beat Raven, although it seemed like something was terribly wrong with Molly. 'Not too much damage,' he thought. Of course, the damage he'd already caused was towards Molly's feelings for him.
// Feels like my insides are on fire,
(Feeling like the walls are growing stronger), //
"I did it. I let her go," He said to himself. He imagined her smile, and her perfect face. Her lips were little and beautiful. She seemed to smile non-stop. Realizing, he'd changed some things about her, Edge screamed inside.
// And I'm looking through the eyes of someone else ,
(It is any wonder why I'm scared), //
It couldn't be about her anymore. His focus was on Raven now. That son of a bitch. The marks Raven had left on Molly would go unforgiven. Edge wanted to make his opponent pay!
In Molly's room, her chant of "I love Raven" had quickened, into a shout; almost a scream.
"I love Raven. I love Raven. I love Raven."
Finally, she slipped, "I loved Raven. I love Edge."
She stopped when she heard what she had said. Edge? No! It was all about Raven! "I love Raven!" She sighed and turned off the lamp. She then let out the words she'd wanted to say when Raven apologized . . .
// Someone, someone, someone else,
Someone, someone, someone else . . . //
"Raven, there's someone else."
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