so heres chapter two or part two what ever you want to call it
.:: Matt's POV ::.
I knew the condition of both Jeff and Christina. Jeff's skull had also been fractured, and he had a major gash on his forehead and both his legs were broken. No one knew if either was going to live, let alone wrestle again.
Why did this have to happen to me? Why? Why? Why? Jeff can't die. He can't, can't, can't! And poor Christina, she's not even 21 yet! I can't believe that this is happening. How can we live without Jeff's optimism, without Christina's bright smile?
I started to cry and head back down. On the way, I passed by room 627. I decided to check out Christina and see how she was doing. I looked in the window and saw the nurses trying to clean her blood covered body. I felt sick. I ran to the nearest bathroom and promptly threw up. Christina didn't look alive, she looked like a battered corpse. I need to find Jeff. I ran to the room next to Christina's, and looked in. Jeff was up, talking to the doctor! I broke into a huge grin and then what I saw broke my heart. The doctor pulled the curtain separating the two's rooms, and Jeff started crying. I wanted to go in there. I knocked on the door. The doctor opened it up.
"Can I see him?"
"I guess, but he's kind of emotional now."
"It's alright." I walked in there.
"Jeff?"
"Matty!"
He looked up and I saw his face brighten.
"I'll live Matt, I'm not gonna die!"
I smiled and carefully hugged my brother.
"That's great!"
"But they don't know about Christina. Matt, I killed her!"
"Don't say that Jeff," I scolded, "Keep positive. She'll live."
"How is she?" he whispered.
I told him and he started crying bitterly. I patted his back and told him I was going to get the others. I raced downstairs and my stomach was sinking. How would I break the news to them? Jeff was okay, he'll live, but Christina was dying in the room next door? I spotted Scott crying next to Shan and I stopped.
His baby sister was dying. My baby brother was surviving.
I ran up to them.
"Guys," I said a little breathlessly.
"Jeff can have visitors."
"How is she?" Scott demanded.
"Not too good. The last I saw her…she was…"
"SHE WAS WHAT Matt?" Shannon screamed.
"Unconscious, with blood all over. Jeff'll live but,"
"She's gonna die?" Shane said.
I gulped.
"They don't know yet."
Shane held Amy's crying form in his arms and I felt sick. My stomach felt like it was doing flip flops in warped speed, and it was going to explode at any moment. My head was spinning.
.:: Scott's POV ::.
My baby sis is dying. God, I could kill Jeff for this. But he might not have even caused this. We won't know until later, won't we? Why Christina? She isn't even legal age yet. She barely has started her life. How could she die now?
I sat beside my sister in the hospital room.
"Sis, ya gotta live. We can't live without you."
And Shan, God, he really liked my sis huh? And to think he had that bombshell Keibler in his grasp. What the hell am I thinking? I drooling over Keibler while my sister is dying!
I angrily wiped away his tears and pounded on the small night table by Christina's bed.
"Why Christina, why? Why did you have to go? Why couldn't you just stay?"
"I'm sorry Scott," Adam said quietly.
"If, if we never pushed her in, she, she never wouldn't have had to leave the party! We killed her!" Jay said, then burst into tears.
"We killed her!" Adam exclaimed, starting to cry too.
I was shocked.
What exactly happened at this party? How did this all happen? Why was my baby sis in a car with rainbow bright? How did they get hit?
Some nurses had to help Adam and Jay move. Soon, Shannon and Amy came in. Amy's face was pale and she was shaking frightfully. Shannon was worse than her. His cheeks puffy, eye bloodshot as hell and his hands weren't even still. He was shaking all over.
.:: Amy's POV ::.
There she was, lying there like Snow White in her coffin. Sure she was tan, but what really scared was how little she moved. Her chest barely moved up she breathed and she didn't move at all besides that. Shannon's breaking down and has started bawling next to me. I saw Scott, his hand all bruised and bloody, and Christina lying like a corpse. I'm frozen to the spot. Christina was dying. She could've been up with Scott and her family, but NO! I had to drag her to the party. My best friend is dying and it's all my fault
.:: Christina's POV ::.
I found myself looking at the scene before me. My cold, still body, Shannon crying in the corner, Amy as still as stone, and my big brother in a trance, looking at my almost dead body. Was this death? Hopefully, it isn't and this is just an out-of-body experience. I'll wake up in the hotel room that I share with Amy, screaming from the harsh reality of this dream, hug her while crying silently and wish that Shannon was mine and he really did care for me like how he is in this dream. I'll wake up, and everything will be alright. I was never in the crash. Never in a crash. Jeff and I are a okay. I'LL WAKE UP, AND GET READY FOR MY MATCH TOMORROW. I'LL WAKE UP. I'LL WAKE UP. I'LL WAKE UP. I'LL WAKE UP. I'LL WAKE UP.
I felt a sharp pain from my head, ribcage, right leg, and left arm. Tears ran down my face as I whimpered.
"It hurts."
I couldn't see, I was still in the dark blackness, but through the thin flesh of my eyelids I saw light. LIGHT! I was alive. I woke up. My eyes opened slowly, to find Scott, Shannon and Amy being pushed out of the room and doctors rushing in.
So maybe I was in a car crash
.:: Jeff's POV ::.
I killed Christina. I killed Christina. I killed Christina. I killed Christina. I killed Christina. I killed Christina. I killed Christina. I killed Christina. I killed Christina. I killed Christina.
Shannon and Amy came rushing into the room.
"She woke up! She woke up! She'll live!"
I didn't even have to ask who. Christina was alive.
Not that she can thank you for that.
"She is? Please don't tell me that this is a joke," I said.
"She is Jeff, she is! Can you hear all that commotion in the room?"
I stopped thinking and listened for awhile.
"How are you feeling, sweetheart?"
"Like hell. Gimme some painkillers!" Someone rasped out.
My face broke into a grin.
"She's alive."
.:: Shannon's POV ::. I stayed with Christina all night, along with Raven.
"I knew she'd live, I just knew it. If she was just in a coma, I knew she'd live. She'd persuade her body with her mind to live, and she'd make it. I knew she'd make it."
I smiled at Scott.
"She had too, or else I'd have to die too."
"You really like her, don't you?"
"I guess I do. It takes the thought of losing one, to make you realize how much they mean to you."
"And here I was, thinking that you'd just forget about it and go on with Bubblehead."
"Christina!"
"Whaaa?"
"Don't talk sis."
"Don't worry, my ribcage is alright, I can talk, and since I'm all drugged up, I can't feel a damn thing."
"What happened?"
"Well, Jeff and I left the party to get some clothes, when we see this huge truck hurtling towards us. I guess Jeff tried to turn the car and go the other way, but it was too late and the guy already ran into us. Is he here?"
"Jeff?"
"No, the guy who ran into us."
"Nope. The only car found at the crash was Jeff's. Apparently, the guy ran off, scot-free."
"Peachy. How's Amy? Man, Jeff and I really crashed Shane's party. Literally."
"Well sis, I'm gonna tell the others that you're up for visting. I'll leave you two alone,"
Scott said, with a knowing wink.
"I broke up with Stacey."
There, that felt a lot better.
"Why?!" Christina said, alarmed.
"Because I'm in love with you."
Christina's face was just such a mix of emotions, through her eyes I could see surprise, pleasure, confusion, and shock.
"So how bout it? Be my girl?"
Christina was shocked, I could tell. She just nodded slowly in reply. I got up, kissed her on the cheek and told her I'd bring Amy in
.:: Christina's POV ::.
I was still sitting there, shocked.
I was SHANNON MOORE'S GIRLFRIEND! GIRLFRIEND, his girlfriend! Man, wait till Amy hears this. Man, I still don't think I'm capable of speech.
Amy popped in and smiled.
"So, Shan told me you had something to tell me. Fess up already!"
"He-he…"
"Yea…"
Amy was anxious. Who could blame her?
"He-he-he-"
"Spit it out!"
"He asked me to be his girlfriend!"
"You said yes, right?"
"Of course! I'd have to be an idiot not to!"
"Well, obviously!"
Amy squealed and so did I.
"So, finally you got a b/f!
"At least a good one."
.:: Amy's POV ::.
Christina and I laughed, then all of the things that followed happened to quickly. Christina's face went white, and her heart monitor went flat line. I started screaming, and nurses and doctors rushed in from all sides. It was way much more important that they help Christina rather than me get out. I left out of my own will, fearing what would happened next. We later learned that Christina died of a heart attack. My best friend was dead and it was all my fault.
Why? Why me? Why did I have to kill my best friend?
.:: Shannon's POV ::.
I sat on a cliff the day before Christina's funeral.
"Why'd you have to go Christina? Why did you die? Why did you leave all of us like that? You had to stay babe, I loved you! We were two of a kind sweets, two of a kind. I hadn't even gotten to kiss you on your lips. I didn't even get to hold you in my arms, make love to you! I loved you…you were the only one for me."
Don't worry Shan, you'll get over me.
"Christina?"
I'm part of you hun, and I'll always be. Until we can be reunited in the great beyond.
"Christina, I miss you so much. Come back?"
I can't Shan. You know that. Once I'm dead, I'm dead.
"What set off the heart attack?"
I don't know. Some miscalculations on the doc's fault.
"If you can't come back Christina, I'll have to join you there. I always said if you died, then I'd have to!"
Shan stood up at the edge of the cliff.
No! SHAN DON'T!
"I'll see you there sweetheart. And we'll do all the things we missed."
I jumped off the cliff, feeling at peace with myself for the first time in days.
.:: Scott's POV ::.
"She was a great sister. Always looking out for me…I love you sis…" I said, already choking up. My mom helped me down the steps of the platform by Christina's grave.
Shane and Amy ran into the middle of the funeral. I glared at them, angry for them disturbing my baby sister's funeral.
"Shan's dead!"
My head started spinning.
"I'll just die if she does."
He did it. He killed himself for her.
The entire audience gasped and Jeff broke down. Two of his best friends were killed. Matt stood in shock. The next day we had a funeral for Shan too, and we had him put right next to Christina.
But that was two days ago. Now I'm sitting in a bar. Drinking, 5, 7, 8, beers, whatever.
Who cares? No one dies in my world. No one dies. No one lives. We're all caught IN BETWEEN. Yeah, in between. No pain, no gain. No nothing. Nothing but being drunk. And that's ok.
After I slugged some guy who asked for my autograph, I was kicked out.
What about me? What about Raven…
I jumped into the car, and after fumbling around for the keys which I had dropped, I started the car. Driving along the highway, I got off at a place that seemed nice and started to go over a bridge. A horn blared and my right arm jerked, plowing through my car and over the bridge. I felt safe.
I'll see you there sis.
.:: Jeff's POV ::.
Christina, Shan and Scott wouldn't have been dead if I had only just let Christina stayed at the party. No! I had to drag her out and take her back home to change. Why did that truck come down like that. What was it doing there?
Dear Everyone, I'm guessing this deaths are becoming pretty normal. Vince, Linda, Steph, Shane Mac, you guys were great, you not only provided me with a job, but support and love. You guys are the best. To everyone in WWF. I love you guys. You guys are the best friends a guy will ever have. Keep strong. Keep together. Don't let people drive on the wrong side of the road. Shane, you were like another brother for me, and I have, and always will respect you. You took care of me when Matt was gone and made sure I never messed up my life more than I should. Too bad you couldn't have prevented this, huh? Amy, you will always be my sister. I doesn't matter we didn't share the same blood. We're soul siblings. Remember me, and teach the next generation the legacy of Jeff Hardy. Matt, bro, you are the best brother in the world. Tell the girl how you feel, for me? I love you bro. You are appreciated! Take care of Amy and Shane and most importantly Dad. Pop, I love you more than anything in the world. I'm sorry to leave you like this. But you see, I had too. Shan and Christina and Scott are calling me to the other side. I killed them Dad, I killed them. Now it's my turn to join them. We'll meet up one day. I love you all. Love, Jeffrey Nero Hardy.
I looped the noose around my neck, then kicked the chair out from under me.
I'll see you guys there.
.:: Jay's POV ::.
Jeff was dead. DEAD. This is getting depressing. I have to get away from it all. I have to leave this place. They'll understand. I want to kill myself to get away, but I just cant bring myself to do it. This is the only alternative. The only way out.
Guys, it was the only way out besides death. I'm sorry.
I boarded the plane and quickly found my seat. Staring at my plane ticket, it hit me. I was never coming back. One way to Tibet. Adios. The plane started. Knowing that I'd take up a new life, I felt at ease. At ease with myself. A few hours later, the plane started shaking and spiraling downward. Unlike the other passengers of the plane, I wasn't screaming. If I couldn't kill myself, I could let the plane do it.
We'll meet up together up there. I just know it. But for now…
Blackness swarmed around me and I closed my eyes for the last time.
.:: Adam's POV ::.
Jay disappeared. No one heard from him for over a year. We just decided that he died, just like the others. I nervously waited at the entrance of the ramp, walking down to my new music. My eyes scanned the crowd, just looking for Jay, like I always did. As usual, he wasn't there. I entered the ring and waited for Albert. We started off the match. I was supposed to win with a conchairto. It didn't seem right with out Jay though, like something was missing. It didn't feel right at all. I flew off the turnbuckle, but I thought I saw Christina sitting in the crowd. My head craned to look, and I landed. I felt my neck snap.
I'll find you all up there.
.:: Shane's POV ::.
I sat in front of the TV, not believing what I saw. The whole arena echoed in a snap.
Well, there goes Adam. Great…
Amy and Matt sat aghast and I wondered who was next. Hopefully neither Amy or Matt. I love Amy too much, and Matt's like my brother. My stomach churned as I saw EMT's rushed out there.
Why bother? We already know that he's dead.
Amy started crying next to me. I put my arm over her and told her it would be alright. Really though, it wasn't. How many of our friends had died or disappeared since Christina's death? Hmm let me count. Christina, Shan, Scott, Jeff, Jay and Adam. That's 6! This is getting ridiculous. I spotted Matt looking Amy. What was he doing? Amy was my girl, I was to comfort her.
"Guys, this is too much. First Christina, then Shan, then Scott, Jeff, Jay and Adam. God, I could kill the guy who ran into Jeff and Christina."
"Me too," Matt said solemnly.
I stayed silent.
God, this is crazy! All of them, they were too innocent to die! So young! Especially Christina. What a stupid chain of events. How? How could this happen? Why did it happen? What did these people do to deserve this? What did we do to deserve to see our friends die?
Stacey walked in the room.
"Did you see that? Adam is dead!" She wailed.
Stacey started bawling and crying and I felt Amy get angry next to me. She was about to blow up at her.
"Calm down Ames, I'm sure she's not faking about this. She just can't be!"
Amy muttered something and turned to Matt.
Great.
Stacey knelt down in front of me and started bawling.
"Why did he have to die? This is so stupid! Everyone's dying over that stupid skank. It was a year ago dammit! Adam was so nice to me!"
"STUPID SKANK? Well look at yourself, you little hypocrite!"
Stacey just cried more and I glared at Amy and patted her back. Amy just left the room without a word.
"Amy! Wait!"
"I'll go get her, you take care of Stace."
Matt left and started after Amy.
"Stacey it's alright. Don't worry. Here, have something to drink."
I handed her my drink, and she took a big gulp.
"Th-thanks Shane, you're the best."
I took a drink out of the cup myself and passed out
.:: Stacey's POV ::.
I dragged Shane to a taxi.
"Let's get married Shane!"
"Whatever." He mumbled.
Wow. That drug really worked. Man, and this totally works since we're in Vegas!
I looked at myself in the mirror.
The soon to be Mrs. Shane Helms, God, you're beautiful!
The taxi dropped us off in the middle of the strip, in front of a small chapel.
"We need to get married."
I provided all the papers and soon, me and Shane were married.
"Alright! Now I just need a hotel...hmm...Mirage seems nice."
I got us a room and, well, let me just say Shane fulfilled his husbandly duties. Alright! Serves you right bitch! Try to take Shan away from me that night of the crash, hmm, well, now I'm married to your boyfriend!
"Excuse me, I think I'm going to be sick," I said hurriedly, before rushing out of the waiting room and into the nearest bathroom.
.:: Amy's POV ::.
"Matt, where's Shane?"
"I don't know, the last time I saw him, he was here, remember?"
"What if he ran off with Stacey because I left?"
"Don't worry, he didn't, he just wants you girl!"
"I don't know Matt."
My cell rang and I answered it quickly.
"Shane?"
"Amy?"
"Shane where are you?"
"In a suite at Mirage."
"Why? We have a room at the Venetian!"
"I know, but apparently, Stacey and I got married last night."
"WHAT?"
I felt tears roll down my cheeks and Matt grabbed the phone.
"What did you say to her?" Matt paused. "YOU WHAT? How can you do that to her? Shane you are one fucked up son of a bitch!"
Matt hung up the phone and bent down next to me.
"Sweetie are you okay?"
"No, he, he, God, how can he marry that little bitch?"
"I don't know hun, I don't know."
"Why doesn't anyone like me?" I wailed.
"Hun, I like you."
"No I mean, like, love me."
"I love you Amy."
"Quit just saying that."
"I do Amy, for real. I've loved you since I laid eyes on you."
"Matt, how come you never told me?"
"I was scared-scared that you might reject me."
"Matt!"
I flung my arms around him and we both started crying. Somehow we ended up in a hotel room and fucking each other.
And so I sit here, staring at the phone. I'm pregnant. PREGNANT. God this is too much.
I pointed the gun at Shane.
"You just had to marry her! You couldn't say no??"
"I didn't know what I was doing Amy!"
"Yeah, don't give me that shit. I knew you wanted her since the first day we started going out."
"Amy what are you-"
I pulled the trigger on him and he fell to the ground, immediately dead.
I went to the bathroom and sat in the tub.
I killed my best friend. Shannon committed suicide. Scott drove off a bridge. Jeff hung himself. Jay disappeared off the face of the earth, probably dead somewhere. Adam broke his neck a few days ago probably because he was thinking about Christina too much. Shane married Stacey out of nowhere and I killed him for it. And I'm pregnant with Matt's baby. This is why I'm holding a gun to my head.
"I guess I'll see you all in hell," I said calmly, before pulling the trigger.
I'll find you Christina.
.:: Matt's POV ::.
Amy was buried at the same site as Christina's, Scott's, Shan's, and Jeff's bodies are buried. The mortician said that she was pregnant. And I was the only one who had slept with her in the past few months. I felt sick. She wouldn't have died if Shane didn't marry Stacey. And Amy wouldn't have killed my child. And now I'm pointing a gun to myself. That was how one event killed 10 people.
BOOM.
.:: Matt's POV ::.
I knew the condition of both Jeff and Christina. Jeff's skull had also been fractured, and he had a major gash on his forehead and both his legs were broken. No one knew if either was going to live, let alone wrestle again.
Why did this have to happen to me? Why? Why? Why? Jeff can't die. He can't, can't, can't! And poor Christina, she's not even 21 yet! I can't believe that this is happening. How can we live without Jeff's optimism, without Christina's bright smile?
I started to cry and head back down. On the way, I passed by room 627. I decided to check out Christina and see how she was doing. I looked in the window and saw the nurses trying to clean her blood covered body. I felt sick. I ran to the nearest bathroom and promptly threw up. Christina didn't look alive, she looked like a battered corpse. I need to find Jeff. I ran to the room next to Christina's, and looked in. Jeff was up, talking to the doctor! I broke into a huge grin and then what I saw broke my heart. The doctor pulled the curtain separating the two's rooms, and Jeff started crying. I wanted to go in there. I knocked on the door. The doctor opened it up.
"Can I see him?"
"I guess, but he's kind of emotional now."
"It's alright." I walked in there.
"Jeff?"
"Matty!"
He looked up and I saw his face brighten.
"I'll live Matt, I'm not gonna die!"
I smiled and carefully hugged my brother.
"That's great!"
"But they don't know about Christina. Matt, I killed her!"
"Don't say that Jeff," I scolded, "Keep positive. She'll live."
"How is she?" he whispered.
I told him and he started crying bitterly. I patted his back and told him I was going to get the others. I raced downstairs and my stomach was sinking. How would I break the news to them? Jeff was okay, he'll live, but Christina was dying in the room next door? I spotted Scott crying next to Shan and I stopped.
His baby sister was dying. My baby brother was surviving.
I ran up to them.
"Guys," I said a little breathlessly.
"Jeff can have visitors."
"How is she?" Scott demanded.
"Not too good. The last I saw her…she was…"
"SHE WAS WHAT Matt?" Shannon screamed.
"Unconscious, with blood all over. Jeff'll live but,"
"She's gonna die?" Shane said.
I gulped.
"They don't know yet."
Shane held Amy's crying form in his arms and I felt sick. My stomach felt like it was doing flip flops in warped speed, and it was going to explode at any moment. My head was spinning.
.:: Scott's POV ::.
My baby sis is dying. God, I could kill Jeff for this. But he might not have even caused this. We won't know until later, won't we? Why Christina? She isn't even legal age yet. She barely has started her life. How could she die now?
I sat beside my sister in the hospital room.
"Sis, ya gotta live. We can't live without you."
And Shan, God, he really liked my sis huh? And to think he had that bombshell Keibler in his grasp. What the hell am I thinking? I drooling over Keibler while my sister is dying!
I angrily wiped away his tears and pounded on the small night table by Christina's bed.
"Why Christina, why? Why did you have to go? Why couldn't you just stay?"
"I'm sorry Scott," Adam said quietly.
"If, if we never pushed her in, she, she never wouldn't have had to leave the party! We killed her!" Jay said, then burst into tears.
"We killed her!" Adam exclaimed, starting to cry too.
I was shocked.
What exactly happened at this party? How did this all happen? Why was my baby sis in a car with rainbow bright? How did they get hit?
Some nurses had to help Adam and Jay move. Soon, Shannon and Amy came in. Amy's face was pale and she was shaking frightfully. Shannon was worse than her. His cheeks puffy, eye bloodshot as hell and his hands weren't even still. He was shaking all over.
.:: Amy's POV ::.
There she was, lying there like Snow White in her coffin. Sure she was tan, but what really scared was how little she moved. Her chest barely moved up she breathed and she didn't move at all besides that. Shannon's breaking down and has started bawling next to me. I saw Scott, his hand all bruised and bloody, and Christina lying like a corpse. I'm frozen to the spot. Christina was dying. She could've been up with Scott and her family, but NO! I had to drag her to the party. My best friend is dying and it's all my fault
.:: Christina's POV ::.
I found myself looking at the scene before me. My cold, still body, Shannon crying in the corner, Amy as still as stone, and my big brother in a trance, looking at my almost dead body. Was this death? Hopefully, it isn't and this is just an out-of-body experience. I'll wake up in the hotel room that I share with Amy, screaming from the harsh reality of this dream, hug her while crying silently and wish that Shannon was mine and he really did care for me like how he is in this dream. I'll wake up, and everything will be alright. I was never in the crash. Never in a crash. Jeff and I are a okay. I'LL WAKE UP, AND GET READY FOR MY MATCH TOMORROW. I'LL WAKE UP. I'LL WAKE UP. I'LL WAKE UP. I'LL WAKE UP. I'LL WAKE UP.
I felt a sharp pain from my head, ribcage, right leg, and left arm. Tears ran down my face as I whimpered.
"It hurts."
I couldn't see, I was still in the dark blackness, but through the thin flesh of my eyelids I saw light. LIGHT! I was alive. I woke up. My eyes opened slowly, to find Scott, Shannon and Amy being pushed out of the room and doctors rushing in.
So maybe I was in a car crash
.:: Jeff's POV ::.
I killed Christina. I killed Christina. I killed Christina. I killed Christina. I killed Christina. I killed Christina. I killed Christina. I killed Christina. I killed Christina. I killed Christina.
Shannon and Amy came rushing into the room.
"She woke up! She woke up! She'll live!"
I didn't even have to ask who. Christina was alive.
Not that she can thank you for that.
"She is? Please don't tell me that this is a joke," I said.
"She is Jeff, she is! Can you hear all that commotion in the room?"
I stopped thinking and listened for awhile.
"How are you feeling, sweetheart?"
"Like hell. Gimme some painkillers!" Someone rasped out.
My face broke into a grin.
"She's alive."
.:: Shannon's POV ::. I stayed with Christina all night, along with Raven.
"I knew she'd live, I just knew it. If she was just in a coma, I knew she'd live. She'd persuade her body with her mind to live, and she'd make it. I knew she'd make it."
I smiled at Scott.
"She had too, or else I'd have to die too."
"You really like her, don't you?"
"I guess I do. It takes the thought of losing one, to make you realize how much they mean to you."
"And here I was, thinking that you'd just forget about it and go on with Bubblehead."
"Christina!"
"Whaaa?"
"Don't talk sis."
"Don't worry, my ribcage is alright, I can talk, and since I'm all drugged up, I can't feel a damn thing."
"What happened?"
"Well, Jeff and I left the party to get some clothes, when we see this huge truck hurtling towards us. I guess Jeff tried to turn the car and go the other way, but it was too late and the guy already ran into us. Is he here?"
"Jeff?"
"No, the guy who ran into us."
"Nope. The only car found at the crash was Jeff's. Apparently, the guy ran off, scot-free."
"Peachy. How's Amy? Man, Jeff and I really crashed Shane's party. Literally."
"Well sis, I'm gonna tell the others that you're up for visting. I'll leave you two alone,"
Scott said, with a knowing wink.
"I broke up with Stacey."
There, that felt a lot better.
"Why?!" Christina said, alarmed.
"Because I'm in love with you."
Christina's face was just such a mix of emotions, through her eyes I could see surprise, pleasure, confusion, and shock.
"So how bout it? Be my girl?"
Christina was shocked, I could tell. She just nodded slowly in reply. I got up, kissed her on the cheek and told her I'd bring Amy in
.:: Christina's POV ::.
I was still sitting there, shocked.
I was SHANNON MOORE'S GIRLFRIEND! GIRLFRIEND, his girlfriend! Man, wait till Amy hears this. Man, I still don't think I'm capable of speech.
Amy popped in and smiled.
"So, Shan told me you had something to tell me. Fess up already!"
"He-he…"
"Yea…"
Amy was anxious. Who could blame her?
"He-he-he-"
"Spit it out!"
"He asked me to be his girlfriend!"
"You said yes, right?"
"Of course! I'd have to be an idiot not to!"
"Well, obviously!"
Amy squealed and so did I.
"So, finally you got a b/f!
"At least a good one."
.:: Amy's POV ::.
Christina and I laughed, then all of the things that followed happened to quickly. Christina's face went white, and her heart monitor went flat line. I started screaming, and nurses and doctors rushed in from all sides. It was way much more important that they help Christina rather than me get out. I left out of my own will, fearing what would happened next. We later learned that Christina died of a heart attack. My best friend was dead and it was all my fault.
Why? Why me? Why did I have to kill my best friend?
.:: Shannon's POV ::.
I sat on a cliff the day before Christina's funeral.
"Why'd you have to go Christina? Why did you die? Why did you leave all of us like that? You had to stay babe, I loved you! We were two of a kind sweets, two of a kind. I hadn't even gotten to kiss you on your lips. I didn't even get to hold you in my arms, make love to you! I loved you…you were the only one for me."
Don't worry Shan, you'll get over me.
"Christina?"
I'm part of you hun, and I'll always be. Until we can be reunited in the great beyond.
"Christina, I miss you so much. Come back?"
I can't Shan. You know that. Once I'm dead, I'm dead.
"What set off the heart attack?"
I don't know. Some miscalculations on the doc's fault.
"If you can't come back Christina, I'll have to join you there. I always said if you died, then I'd have to!"
Shan stood up at the edge of the cliff.
No! SHAN DON'T!
"I'll see you there sweetheart. And we'll do all the things we missed."
I jumped off the cliff, feeling at peace with myself for the first time in days.
.:: Scott's POV ::.
"She was a great sister. Always looking out for me…I love you sis…" I said, already choking up. My mom helped me down the steps of the platform by Christina's grave.
Shane and Amy ran into the middle of the funeral. I glared at them, angry for them disturbing my baby sister's funeral.
"Shan's dead!"
My head started spinning.
"I'll just die if she does."
He did it. He killed himself for her.
The entire audience gasped and Jeff broke down. Two of his best friends were killed. Matt stood in shock. The next day we had a funeral for Shan too, and we had him put right next to Christina.
But that was two days ago. Now I'm sitting in a bar. Drinking, 5, 7, 8, beers, whatever.
Who cares? No one dies in my world. No one dies. No one lives. We're all caught IN BETWEEN. Yeah, in between. No pain, no gain. No nothing. Nothing but being drunk. And that's ok.
After I slugged some guy who asked for my autograph, I was kicked out.
What about me? What about Raven…
I jumped into the car, and after fumbling around for the keys which I had dropped, I started the car. Driving along the highway, I got off at a place that seemed nice and started to go over a bridge. A horn blared and my right arm jerked, plowing through my car and over the bridge. I felt safe.
I'll see you there sis.
.:: Jeff's POV ::.
Christina, Shan and Scott wouldn't have been dead if I had only just let Christina stayed at the party. No! I had to drag her out and take her back home to change. Why did that truck come down like that. What was it doing there?
Dear Everyone, I'm guessing this deaths are becoming pretty normal. Vince, Linda, Steph, Shane Mac, you guys were great, you not only provided me with a job, but support and love. You guys are the best. To everyone in WWF. I love you guys. You guys are the best friends a guy will ever have. Keep strong. Keep together. Don't let people drive on the wrong side of the road. Shane, you were like another brother for me, and I have, and always will respect you. You took care of me when Matt was gone and made sure I never messed up my life more than I should. Too bad you couldn't have prevented this, huh? Amy, you will always be my sister. I doesn't matter we didn't share the same blood. We're soul siblings. Remember me, and teach the next generation the legacy of Jeff Hardy. Matt, bro, you are the best brother in the world. Tell the girl how you feel, for me? I love you bro. You are appreciated! Take care of Amy and Shane and most importantly Dad. Pop, I love you more than anything in the world. I'm sorry to leave you like this. But you see, I had too. Shan and Christina and Scott are calling me to the other side. I killed them Dad, I killed them. Now it's my turn to join them. We'll meet up one day. I love you all. Love, Jeffrey Nero Hardy.
I looped the noose around my neck, then kicked the chair out from under me.
I'll see you guys there.
.:: Jay's POV ::.
Jeff was dead. DEAD. This is getting depressing. I have to get away from it all. I have to leave this place. They'll understand. I want to kill myself to get away, but I just cant bring myself to do it. This is the only alternative. The only way out.
Guys, it was the only way out besides death. I'm sorry.
I boarded the plane and quickly found my seat. Staring at my plane ticket, it hit me. I was never coming back. One way to Tibet. Adios. The plane started. Knowing that I'd take up a new life, I felt at ease. At ease with myself. A few hours later, the plane started shaking and spiraling downward. Unlike the other passengers of the plane, I wasn't screaming. If I couldn't kill myself, I could let the plane do it.
We'll meet up together up there. I just know it. But for now…
Blackness swarmed around me and I closed my eyes for the last time.
.:: Adam's POV ::.
Jay disappeared. No one heard from him for over a year. We just decided that he died, just like the others. I nervously waited at the entrance of the ramp, walking down to my new music. My eyes scanned the crowd, just looking for Jay, like I always did. As usual, he wasn't there. I entered the ring and waited for Albert. We started off the match. I was supposed to win with a conchairto. It didn't seem right with out Jay though, like something was missing. It didn't feel right at all. I flew off the turnbuckle, but I thought I saw Christina sitting in the crowd. My head craned to look, and I landed. I felt my neck snap.
I'll find you all up there.
.:: Shane's POV ::.
I sat in front of the TV, not believing what I saw. The whole arena echoed in a snap.
Well, there goes Adam. Great…
Amy and Matt sat aghast and I wondered who was next. Hopefully neither Amy or Matt. I love Amy too much, and Matt's like my brother. My stomach churned as I saw EMT's rushed out there.
Why bother? We already know that he's dead.
Amy started crying next to me. I put my arm over her and told her it would be alright. Really though, it wasn't. How many of our friends had died or disappeared since Christina's death? Hmm let me count. Christina, Shan, Scott, Jeff, Jay and Adam. That's 6! This is getting ridiculous. I spotted Matt looking Amy. What was he doing? Amy was my girl, I was to comfort her.
"Guys, this is too much. First Christina, then Shan, then Scott, Jeff, Jay and Adam. God, I could kill the guy who ran into Jeff and Christina."
"Me too," Matt said solemnly.
I stayed silent.
God, this is crazy! All of them, they were too innocent to die! So young! Especially Christina. What a stupid chain of events. How? How could this happen? Why did it happen? What did these people do to deserve this? What did we do to deserve to see our friends die?
Stacey walked in the room.
"Did you see that? Adam is dead!" She wailed.
Stacey started bawling and crying and I felt Amy get angry next to me. She was about to blow up at her.
"Calm down Ames, I'm sure she's not faking about this. She just can't be!"
Amy muttered something and turned to Matt.
Great.
Stacey knelt down in front of me and started bawling.
"Why did he have to die? This is so stupid! Everyone's dying over that stupid skank. It was a year ago dammit! Adam was so nice to me!"
"STUPID SKANK? Well look at yourself, you little hypocrite!"
Stacey just cried more and I glared at Amy and patted her back. Amy just left the room without a word.
"Amy! Wait!"
"I'll go get her, you take care of Stace."
Matt left and started after Amy.
"Stacey it's alright. Don't worry. Here, have something to drink."
I handed her my drink, and she took a big gulp.
"Th-thanks Shane, you're the best."
I took a drink out of the cup myself and passed out
.:: Stacey's POV ::.
I dragged Shane to a taxi.
"Let's get married Shane!"
"Whatever." He mumbled.
Wow. That drug really worked. Man, and this totally works since we're in Vegas!
I looked at myself in the mirror.
The soon to be Mrs. Shane Helms, God, you're beautiful!
The taxi dropped us off in the middle of the strip, in front of a small chapel.
"We need to get married."
I provided all the papers and soon, me and Shane were married.
"Alright! Now I just need a hotel...hmm...Mirage seems nice."
I got us a room and, well, let me just say Shane fulfilled his husbandly duties. Alright! Serves you right bitch! Try to take Shan away from me that night of the crash, hmm, well, now I'm married to your boyfriend!
"Excuse me, I think I'm going to be sick," I said hurriedly, before rushing out of the waiting room and into the nearest bathroom.
.:: Amy's POV ::.
"Matt, where's Shane?"
"I don't know, the last time I saw him, he was here, remember?"
"What if he ran off with Stacey because I left?"
"Don't worry, he didn't, he just wants you girl!"
"I don't know Matt."
My cell rang and I answered it quickly.
"Shane?"
"Amy?"
"Shane where are you?"
"In a suite at Mirage."
"Why? We have a room at the Venetian!"
"I know, but apparently, Stacey and I got married last night."
"WHAT?"
I felt tears roll down my cheeks and Matt grabbed the phone.
"What did you say to her?" Matt paused. "YOU WHAT? How can you do that to her? Shane you are one fucked up son of a bitch!"
Matt hung up the phone and bent down next to me.
"Sweetie are you okay?"
"No, he, he, God, how can he marry that little bitch?"
"I don't know hun, I don't know."
"Why doesn't anyone like me?" I wailed.
"Hun, I like you."
"No I mean, like, love me."
"I love you Amy."
"Quit just saying that."
"I do Amy, for real. I've loved you since I laid eyes on you."
"Matt, how come you never told me?"
"I was scared-scared that you might reject me."
"Matt!"
I flung my arms around him and we both started crying. Somehow we ended up in a hotel room and fucking each other.
And so I sit here, staring at the phone. I'm pregnant. PREGNANT. God this is too much.
I pointed the gun at Shane.
"You just had to marry her! You couldn't say no??"
"I didn't know what I was doing Amy!"
"Yeah, don't give me that shit. I knew you wanted her since the first day we started going out."
"Amy what are you-"
I pulled the trigger on him and he fell to the ground, immediately dead.
I went to the bathroom and sat in the tub.
I killed my best friend. Shannon committed suicide. Scott drove off a bridge. Jeff hung himself. Jay disappeared off the face of the earth, probably dead somewhere. Adam broke his neck a few days ago probably because he was thinking about Christina too much. Shane married Stacey out of nowhere and I killed him for it. And I'm pregnant with Matt's baby. This is why I'm holding a gun to my head.
"I guess I'll see you all in hell," I said calmly, before pulling the trigger.
I'll find you Christina.
.:: Matt's POV ::.
Amy was buried at the same site as Christina's, Scott's, Shan's, and Jeff's bodies are buried. The mortician said that she was pregnant. And I was the only one who had slept with her in the past few months. I felt sick. She wouldn't have died if Shane didn't marry Stacey. And Amy wouldn't have killed my child. And now I'm pointing a gun to myself. That was how one event killed 10 people.
BOOM.