Linda found Vince; he was in Canada for the next two days, and the closest
he'd be to home for a while. So this worked out well for her. He would be
leaving for Japan so she was going to make this quick and short.
Linda opened the door and looked at him, and it was painful to see how
familiar he looked, how much like the man she had loved for so long. But
this wasn't the same man, he was different, they both were.
"Hello, Vince," she said quietly as she walked in "How are you?"
"It could be better I guess. Hell who am I trying to kidding it could be a
lot better." He said sitting down.
"What's wrong?" She assumed something with the company.
"I screwed up major. I know you know what I'm talking about, I've figured
that much out. I know I spent the last year with my head buried in a desk,
thinking that if I ignored everything, it would all go away, or the guilt,
or even Shane would come back and say surprise. But none of that seemed to
happen. It just got worse and worse and everyday you came to hate me more
and more. I don't blame you, you have every right."
"Where have you been all year? You completely hide from me, ignore me and
keep me out of everything. After all I had done for you. And then you said
that it was my fault. Out of all the things to say. Why? What would cause
this?" She asked.
"I was unhappy."
"Unhappy? You don't know what unhappy is until you've walk in my shoes for
one year. I helped run your company, I kept the social image I was suppose
to, I did everything right. And to add on top of that I took the guilt and
pain from Shane's death." She said.
"Do you have them with you?" He asked.
"What? The divorce papers? No, I don't, hire your-self a damn lawyer and
draw them up yourself. I can't do everything for god's sake. I came to talk
to you." She said angrily. But the fact he was so easy to give up made her
care less and less. It was that he didn't care at all.
"Your pissed at me aren't you?" He asked looking sadly at her. "I don't
blame you, I've been a complete bastard. I can't even give you a real
excuse, and you deserve one. All I can do is apologize. I'm sorry I was a
damn fool, I just didn't know how to handle what happened," he said his lip
trembling, his eyes filled with tears.
"Neither did I," she said her eyes filling with tears in spite herself.
"But I needed you and you weren't there."
"That's because I died along with Shane and I killed our marriage."
"You did." She accused him openly. "And this divorce is final, I can't
stand to live with someone who could be like that, I don't think I could
ever forgive you for what you said and what you did."
"I don't want to Lin, I love you." He looked straight into her eyes when he
said this, and she looked away from him and out the window.
"It's too late for that." She would never believe again that he loved her,
not after that year.
"Its never too late." He said stepping closer to her.
"Unfortunately it is this time. You said you would never hurt me again
those years back. Remember Vince, all those women. Your time is up." She
said turning to look at him.
"I know." He said kissing her. She wanted to pull away, she wanted to break
free, but she didn't, she couldn't. She found herself kissing him back.
Hartley sat up and looked around, it was the same dream again, the one he had for over two weeks now. He had to fess up that she wasn't going to come back. He told her not to come back if she could fix things and that's what happened. But the dream was keeping everything so real for him, where he'd have her for the rest of his life to love and hold. She was back with Vince McMahon, another person the media loved to hate and secretly so did he. He knew the where she was coming from, the company, the lawsuits, the husband, the kids. It was everywhere, which means so was she. So no matter what he did, as long as there was wrestling, she'd always be there, just with him. But he knew the risk when he saw her, when he told her. Hartley got up and walked out onto the beach, the sun was just starting to rise; he stood there and smiled as he watched it.
"I'm glad I made it in time to see this." A voice from behind him said. He closed his eyes and smiled. "Are you lost lady?" He asked. "No, someone told me this is where I belonged and I couldn't find one good reason not to be here." She said still standing behind him. "What about your husband?" "I don't have a husband, at least not any more." He turned to face her she had tears in her eyes. "Are you sure?" he asked. "I'm sure. I moved out. Told him to keep his job, I have an apartment in New York now." She smiled softly. "I can't believe this, I was sure I would never see you again." He grinned stepping towards her. "For a while I wasn't sure. But Vince and I, we were too far apart to save it. We turn out to be better friends now." Linda said. "I still can't believe it." "Try this." She said kissing him and then suddenly it had gone much further and they were back into his house now. Neither of them could control their attraction for each other. He was seized with passion for her and she had never wanted him as much or been aroused by him. The room was covered with their clothes and they were both exhausted when they finally stopped. It had been so long for both of them, as she lay and looked at him she grinned and he was smiling. "This is disgusting," she said still grinning, "I came her to tell you about my divorce." "Consider this a celebration then." He said smiling. "I still can't believe you here." "Well believe it." She smiled. And they did all the things he dreamed of. They talked and he made love to her all afternoon, they walked on the beach hand and hand. Hartley sat up and looked around. Everything had been a dream again. This was going to kill him he would have to learn to deal with the fact that she was never coming back. She had resolved all her problems with Vince and by now she probably had forgotten all about him. He showered and wrapped a towel around himself. He stepped out onto the deck and looked deep into the ocean. He saw someone standing on the beach doing the same thing and felt embarrassed to be standing there half naked. All though it was house, he actually just didn't have the feel to look at the ocean anymore. "Hartley!" He heard his name called but didn't turn. "Hartley. hold up!" He heard the voice, but it wasn't possible, he had heard the voice many times and every time he looked it was just the wind. She reached him just as he was about to enter the house she reached out and touched his arm. "This is just my imagination again. Cause every time I turn around your not there." "Turn around Hartley," she smiled, the tears building up in her eyes He turned and smiled she was finally there. This was no longer a dream. "I'm sorry I didn't dress, I wasn't expecting company," he laughed softly. "That's all right.I missed you," she said the tears rolling down her cheeks. He wiped the tears from he eyes, and pulled her close to him, "I didn't think you were coming back, I kept haring you voice, I kept seeing you everywhere I looked. I thought I was going to go crazy without you," he said fighting the tears of us own. "I was coming, I tried to give him a chance, but all the pain, and all that suffering wouldn't go away. When I looked at him it was always there," she said. "You know what? That's all over now. You no longer have to worry about suffering, cause as long as I'm around, you'll never suffer another moment in your life." "I know that now." She smiled as he kissed her. "Wait my towel's falling." He laughed as he held it up with one hand. She laughed. He kissed her forehead and they went into the house together for the first time.
Hartley sat up and looked around, it was the same dream again, the one he had for over two weeks now. He had to fess up that she wasn't going to come back. He told her not to come back if she could fix things and that's what happened. But the dream was keeping everything so real for him, where he'd have her for the rest of his life to love and hold. She was back with Vince McMahon, another person the media loved to hate and secretly so did he. He knew the where she was coming from, the company, the lawsuits, the husband, the kids. It was everywhere, which means so was she. So no matter what he did, as long as there was wrestling, she'd always be there, just with him. But he knew the risk when he saw her, when he told her. Hartley got up and walked out onto the beach, the sun was just starting to rise; he stood there and smiled as he watched it.
"I'm glad I made it in time to see this." A voice from behind him said. He closed his eyes and smiled. "Are you lost lady?" He asked. "No, someone told me this is where I belonged and I couldn't find one good reason not to be here." She said still standing behind him. "What about your husband?" "I don't have a husband, at least not any more." He turned to face her she had tears in her eyes. "Are you sure?" he asked. "I'm sure. I moved out. Told him to keep his job, I have an apartment in New York now." She smiled softly. "I can't believe this, I was sure I would never see you again." He grinned stepping towards her. "For a while I wasn't sure. But Vince and I, we were too far apart to save it. We turn out to be better friends now." Linda said. "I still can't believe it." "Try this." She said kissing him and then suddenly it had gone much further and they were back into his house now. Neither of them could control their attraction for each other. He was seized with passion for her and she had never wanted him as much or been aroused by him. The room was covered with their clothes and they were both exhausted when they finally stopped. It had been so long for both of them, as she lay and looked at him she grinned and he was smiling. "This is disgusting," she said still grinning, "I came her to tell you about my divorce." "Consider this a celebration then." He said smiling. "I still can't believe you here." "Well believe it." She smiled. And they did all the things he dreamed of. They talked and he made love to her all afternoon, they walked on the beach hand and hand. Hartley sat up and looked around. Everything had been a dream again. This was going to kill him he would have to learn to deal with the fact that she was never coming back. She had resolved all her problems with Vince and by now she probably had forgotten all about him. He showered and wrapped a towel around himself. He stepped out onto the deck and looked deep into the ocean. He saw someone standing on the beach doing the same thing and felt embarrassed to be standing there half naked. All though it was house, he actually just didn't have the feel to look at the ocean anymore. "Hartley!" He heard his name called but didn't turn. "Hartley. hold up!" He heard the voice, but it wasn't possible, he had heard the voice many times and every time he looked it was just the wind. She reached him just as he was about to enter the house she reached out and touched his arm. "This is just my imagination again. Cause every time I turn around your not there." "Turn around Hartley," she smiled, the tears building up in her eyes He turned and smiled she was finally there. This was no longer a dream. "I'm sorry I didn't dress, I wasn't expecting company," he laughed softly. "That's all right.I missed you," she said the tears rolling down her cheeks. He wiped the tears from he eyes, and pulled her close to him, "I didn't think you were coming back, I kept haring you voice, I kept seeing you everywhere I looked. I thought I was going to go crazy without you," he said fighting the tears of us own. "I was coming, I tried to give him a chance, but all the pain, and all that suffering wouldn't go away. When I looked at him it was always there," she said. "You know what? That's all over now. You no longer have to worry about suffering, cause as long as I'm around, you'll never suffer another moment in your life." "I know that now." She smiled as he kissed her. "Wait my towel's falling." He laughed as he held it up with one hand. She laughed. He kissed her forehead and they went into the house together for the first time.
