Ok, here is the last chapter.
THE NEXT DAY
"Hey Steve." Trish said entering the gun-room. "Uh Trish, exactly why do you wanna know how to use a
gun?" Steve Williams (Stone Cold) asked. Word hadn't gotten out about Jeff yet. So, only Trish, Matt and
Lita knew the awful news. "I just thought that I would learn. It looks fun to go target practicing." Trish lied.
"OK whatever, grab that gun to your left and put on the goggles and earmuffs." Steve replied. So, for the
next 3 and a half hours Trish learned enough how to operate and control a gun.
"Well Trish, it's 11:30 p.m., we can try this again tomorrow." Steve suggested. "Uh ok, um, can
you tell everybody that I love them?" Trish asked opening the door to her car. "Why?" Steve asked
confused. "Just tell them, please?" Trish asked again. "Um, ok. Take care Trish." Steve replied as Trish
sped away.
RING RING
"Hello?" Trish asked answering her cell.
"Hey, its me."
"What do you want Dwayne?"
"Just calling to make sure we're still on for tonight."
"As much as I hate doing this, I'll be there in 20 minutes." Trish said hanging her cell up.
"Man, I love it when she's feisty." Dwayne said to himself.
"Dwayne, where are you?" Trish asked angrily entering the abandoned theatre. "Right here my love."
Dwayne replied causing Trish to spin around. "What do you want?" Trish asked crossing her arms. "I told
you, I want us to be together forever." Dwayne responded walking towards a candle lighted room. "Why
can't you see that I don't want anything to do with you? You don't mean anything to me." Trish replied
uncrossing her arms and following the man that murdered her beloved Jeff Hardy. "You don't mean that,"
Dwayne replied picking a small black box up off of the table, "nothing can keep us apart, nothing." He
finished, then took something small and shiny out of the box. "Oh really? Well, there's only one thing,"
Trish said drawing the gun from her back that she stole from Steve, "and that's this bullet." Trish fired the
gun and the bullet caught Dwayne off guard as it hit his left thigh, then another hit his right. He couldn't
grab onto anything fast enough, so he fell. "What the fuck! You stupid bitch!" Dwayne yelled hurt. "I told
you. You don't mean anything to me." Trish replied walking towards him and keeping the gun centered on
Dwayne's heart. "Baby, I didn't mean to call you that, I'm sorry but dang." Dwayne said trying to pull
himself up. "You killed Jeff. The only guy I ever loved. When, you killed him, you killed me," Trish
replied, "Jeff was all I had and he was me. Me and Jeff were one." "Whatever." Dwayne said. "Fuck you!
You sick freak!" Trish yelled crying, because memories of Jeff came flooding back. His smile, his
enchanting eyes, his soft southern voice, his warm and loving hugs, and his precious kisses. "Oh my gosh,
you freaking bastard! I hope you burn in hell!" Trish screamed then pulled the trigger. The bullet hit
Dwayne right in his cold heart and killing him instantly. Dwayne fell to the ground as a small 24k gold
single diamond ring fell from his right hand. "I will forever love you Jeffrey Nero Hardy. My heart belongs
to you Jeff and only you." Trish Stratus said before putting the gun to her head and pulling the trigger one
last time.
I'm finished. Please review. Did you hate it or love it? Laterz Landy.
THE NEXT DAY
"Hey Steve." Trish said entering the gun-room. "Uh Trish, exactly why do you wanna know how to use a
gun?" Steve Williams (Stone Cold) asked. Word hadn't gotten out about Jeff yet. So, only Trish, Matt and
Lita knew the awful news. "I just thought that I would learn. It looks fun to go target practicing." Trish lied.
"OK whatever, grab that gun to your left and put on the goggles and earmuffs." Steve replied. So, for the
next 3 and a half hours Trish learned enough how to operate and control a gun.
"Well Trish, it's 11:30 p.m., we can try this again tomorrow." Steve suggested. "Uh ok, um, can
you tell everybody that I love them?" Trish asked opening the door to her car. "Why?" Steve asked
confused. "Just tell them, please?" Trish asked again. "Um, ok. Take care Trish." Steve replied as Trish
sped away.
RING RING
"Hello?" Trish asked answering her cell.
"Hey, its me."
"What do you want Dwayne?"
"Just calling to make sure we're still on for tonight."
"As much as I hate doing this, I'll be there in 20 minutes." Trish said hanging her cell up.
"Man, I love it when she's feisty." Dwayne said to himself.
"Dwayne, where are you?" Trish asked angrily entering the abandoned theatre. "Right here my love."
Dwayne replied causing Trish to spin around. "What do you want?" Trish asked crossing her arms. "I told
you, I want us to be together forever." Dwayne responded walking towards a candle lighted room. "Why
can't you see that I don't want anything to do with you? You don't mean anything to me." Trish replied
uncrossing her arms and following the man that murdered her beloved Jeff Hardy. "You don't mean that,"
Dwayne replied picking a small black box up off of the table, "nothing can keep us apart, nothing." He
finished, then took something small and shiny out of the box. "Oh really? Well, there's only one thing,"
Trish said drawing the gun from her back that she stole from Steve, "and that's this bullet." Trish fired the
gun and the bullet caught Dwayne off guard as it hit his left thigh, then another hit his right. He couldn't
grab onto anything fast enough, so he fell. "What the fuck! You stupid bitch!" Dwayne yelled hurt. "I told
you. You don't mean anything to me." Trish replied walking towards him and keeping the gun centered on
Dwayne's heart. "Baby, I didn't mean to call you that, I'm sorry but dang." Dwayne said trying to pull
himself up. "You killed Jeff. The only guy I ever loved. When, you killed him, you killed me," Trish
replied, "Jeff was all I had and he was me. Me and Jeff were one." "Whatever." Dwayne said. "Fuck you!
You sick freak!" Trish yelled crying, because memories of Jeff came flooding back. His smile, his
enchanting eyes, his soft southern voice, his warm and loving hugs, and his precious kisses. "Oh my gosh,
you freaking bastard! I hope you burn in hell!" Trish screamed then pulled the trigger. The bullet hit
Dwayne right in his cold heart and killing him instantly. Dwayne fell to the ground as a small 24k gold
single diamond ring fell from his right hand. "I will forever love you Jeffrey Nero Hardy. My heart belongs
to you Jeff and only you." Trish Stratus said before putting the gun to her head and pulling the trigger one
last time.
I'm finished. Please review. Did you hate it or love it? Laterz Landy.