Chapter 1 One year
later
He sat on the bed. The cold and empty bed, holding the picture. It was taken on the night he proposed. They looked so happy. Tears stung the back of his eyes. A sob escaped his lips and he could hold them no longer, he brought the picture to his chest and cried.
She died that night. He blamed himself. He couldn't remember the actual accident, but her screams were vivid in his dreams. He was told it had been a drunk driver, he hit them head on. She died instantly, but it made no difference. If only he had stayed at the restaurant for just a minute more. If only he had taken her home the usual way instead of taking the long route. If only. But none of that mattered. She was dead now and it was his fault.
He looked down at the picture again. Her beautiful smiling face, he would never see it again. All he had were his memories.
The ringing of his doorbell brought him back from his world of depression and self blame. He wanted to pretend he wasn't home, but after five minutes of non-stop ringing, he forced himself to answer. It was Billy. "Hey what's up?" he asked stepping inside.
"What are you doing here?" Rey asked. "Nice to see you too," Billy laughed, "actually WWE is in town for Smackdown, so I thought I' come see how you're doing." Rey snorted. "Bull shit, Stephanie sent you, didn't she?" he demanded. "It's been a year, don't you think it's time to move on? You haven't been in the ring for months!" Billy exclaimed, but not answering the question.
"You're wasting your time."
"Why? Oscar, Jessica's dead. You need to get over it, yeah I miss her too, but I'm living my life," Billy shouted. Rey ran his fingers through his hair, and shook his head. "Come tonight, I'll get you a match. You'll have fun," Billy insisted. Rey looked at his feet.
He didn't even hear himself say yes, but he could tell by the smile on Billy's face he had. Billy waited for him downstairs when he went to take a shower, his first in many days.
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"Now folks, we have been told that we will have Rey Mysterio joining us for the first time in nearly a year, which will be quit a treat. Now for those of you at home who don't know, Rey was very close friends with our very own Kali, and it was a year exactly tonight that she was killed in a tragic car accident. So to have Rey back here tonight in both his and Kali's hometown is just.I'm at a loss for words here, Tazz," Michael Cole said to his commentary partner. "I agree, Cole. Kali and Rey were pretty tight. She has been greatly missed and it's hard to believe it's even been a year, but it is great to have Rey Rey back," replied Tazz.
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His energy was high, and everything felt amazing. He was with his friends and he felt good. The fans were extraordinary, everything almost felt normal. Jessica never crossed his mind, not once.
He sat on the bed. The cold and empty bed, holding the picture. It was taken on the night he proposed. They looked so happy. Tears stung the back of his eyes. A sob escaped his lips and he could hold them no longer, he brought the picture to his chest and cried.
She died that night. He blamed himself. He couldn't remember the actual accident, but her screams were vivid in his dreams. He was told it had been a drunk driver, he hit them head on. She died instantly, but it made no difference. If only he had stayed at the restaurant for just a minute more. If only he had taken her home the usual way instead of taking the long route. If only. But none of that mattered. She was dead now and it was his fault.
He looked down at the picture again. Her beautiful smiling face, he would never see it again. All he had were his memories.
The ringing of his doorbell brought him back from his world of depression and self blame. He wanted to pretend he wasn't home, but after five minutes of non-stop ringing, he forced himself to answer. It was Billy. "Hey what's up?" he asked stepping inside.
"What are you doing here?" Rey asked. "Nice to see you too," Billy laughed, "actually WWE is in town for Smackdown, so I thought I' come see how you're doing." Rey snorted. "Bull shit, Stephanie sent you, didn't she?" he demanded. "It's been a year, don't you think it's time to move on? You haven't been in the ring for months!" Billy exclaimed, but not answering the question.
"You're wasting your time."
"Why? Oscar, Jessica's dead. You need to get over it, yeah I miss her too, but I'm living my life," Billy shouted. Rey ran his fingers through his hair, and shook his head. "Come tonight, I'll get you a match. You'll have fun," Billy insisted. Rey looked at his feet.
He didn't even hear himself say yes, but he could tell by the smile on Billy's face he had. Billy waited for him downstairs when he went to take a shower, his first in many days.
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"Now folks, we have been told that we will have Rey Mysterio joining us for the first time in nearly a year, which will be quit a treat. Now for those of you at home who don't know, Rey was very close friends with our very own Kali, and it was a year exactly tonight that she was killed in a tragic car accident. So to have Rey back here tonight in both his and Kali's hometown is just.I'm at a loss for words here, Tazz," Michael Cole said to his commentary partner. "I agree, Cole. Kali and Rey were pretty tight. She has been greatly missed and it's hard to believe it's even been a year, but it is great to have Rey Rey back," replied Tazz.
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His energy was high, and everything felt amazing. He was with his friends and he felt good. The fans were extraordinary, everything almost felt normal. Jessica never crossed his mind, not once.