chapter 2
Disclaimer: same story, second verse
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Ok. I know I lost you guys with that letter in the beginning. I did it for a reason. By the way, for those who don't know me, I'm Donnielle, you can call me Donnie. For all of you who does know me........Hey! Long time, huh? Well, as you can see, all is not rosey in Camelot anymore. I guess I gotta bring you up to speed. I don't mind really. This has been a real hectic time, so, if I ramble, please forgive me, I'm just a wreck right now.
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Well, about 4 years ago, Sean and I tried to have another baby. we learned that I wasn't able to conceive anyore because when I had Seanny, the doctors made a huge error. The idiots damaged my uterus, which in turn lead to a cyst in one of my tubes. Everything had to be removed, due to the fact that this type of negligence was avoidable, but it wasn't. 8 Lawsuits later, I was awarded over 20 million dollars, but I can't have anymore children, which upsets Sean a great deal. I always knew something was wrong, but my so-called quack reassured me that everything was fine. What a liar she turned out to be. Her license was revoked, and she is now doing time in jail. We tried all types of surgery, even that in vitro thing. Nothing worked, so we decided to call it a wrap. Stress took it's toll on him, as well as the fact that he is working a grueling schedule between the WWE, and his new kickboxing camp. Seanny has never been better. He recently turned 10 years old, and let's just say he's his father's son. Quick temper, but he's smart as hell. Add to the fact that him and C.J. Irvine are best friends, and you have yourself trips to the hospital, schools, and the occasional house of a parent of a child they have bullied.
As for the Irvines, Chris and Gabby..........Well, they now have 4 children. C.J., Gabiella, Caroline, and their new edition, Caleb Grey. I can't remember their ages right now, because there is too many of them, haha. They moved into our old home in Long Island, while Sean and I moved to Hilton Head, SC to be closer to his parents, who are aging. About 2 years ago, after a WWE house show at the Aneheim Pond, Sean, Chris, Lance and John Cena carpooled in a Lincoln Navigator to a hotel for the night. As they were on the express way, the driver of a nearby car lost control. As the car sped wildly, Chris dodged the car, only to lose control and hit a Diesel Truck, causing it to collapse onto the SVU. The wreckage left the vehicle decimated. It took the EMT's, Police, even the Fire Department over 2 hours to get them out of the wreck. Lance had to get his right leg amputated, causing him to retire. John was paralized from the waist down from nerve shock. After several surgeries, he's finally able to move his toes. Sean broke several ribs, collasped his lung, and broke his right arm. He also slipped a disc in his back. Chris, unfortunately, didn't survive. He died of heart failure, as well as other internal injuries. The funeral was so packed of his closest friends and family. Gabby totally lost it. I had to keep a grip for everybody else. I wanted to die myself that day. Chris was, is, and will ever be the sweetest guy I ever had the pleasure to know. He will be so missed. Eventhough he acted like a total jerk to the fans, it was only acting, and he loved his wife and his children so very much. When Gabby couldn't deal, I had temporary custody of her children while she went to get herself some professional help. Once she found herself again, she regained custody of the kids. She found a whole lot more than herself...........................
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When Sean got into that horrible wreck, I hired the best doctors, therapists, psychiatrists, and trainers I could find. Money was no object for my baby. I even added a rehab clinic to the house for him. Whirlpool, sauna, weights, you name it, he had it. It was round the clock care for him. when he needed space, I gave it to him. I even hired nannies, cooks, maids, and gardeners for the house. I had so much going on with all the children, so I needed the extra help. Each of the kids received psychiatric therapy for the loss of their father, especially C.J. He clung on to Sean so tightly. I felt warm and secure that he was able to help them out, especially with our ordeal, I figured he needed that. After awhile, he started not to come right home after hie tours. He called less, and we started to argue constantly for the stupidest crap. I thought that he had problems with his Spider DoJo, his Kickboxing camp that he owns and programs . I looked over all the books, even the staff, and everything was fine. I thought he was burned out. I hired more staff for him at his request. I even tried to get Vince to give him a break. He sent him to work with the new recruits in OVW, He seemed to enjoy that, he was spending more time with Seanny, who is the apple of his eye, but...he got into his mood again. Then, I found out why. While I was visiting my brother Johnny, Monica, one of my staff, told me one afternoon, she saw Sean and Gabby together. Yes! T-O-G-E-T-H-E-R!!! I thought she was lying, until Cordelia, my maid, told me the same thing. I was pissed! Pissed off, and pissed on! I couldn't believe that shit! After all that I did for you two? This is the gratitude you fucking show?? Ain't this a bitch! Then, other people started telling me about it. I never really cared about public opinion, but in this case, I was the laughing stock of the country! tabloids, internet, even family knew about the affair Sean had with Gabby. I moved back to Long Island, since Gabby and the kids moved out when Chris died, and since she felt that it would be wrong to stay there after she slept with Sean, and I left his clothes with his parents. He could move in with Gabby! What do I care? Yeah, I'm hurt, used, and all of the things you could possibly think of. He could have been with anybody, but why Gabby? He never said anything, but Gabby couldn't stop crying. She keeps apologizing, I keep telling her to go to hell. The last time we spoke to each other, I told her to cry on Chris's grave, and tell him why you slept with his best friend! Seanny always ask me why daddy left, and I don't tell him anything. I feel he doesn't need to know. Children shouldn't be exposed to shit like this. Let Sean tell him, that he slept with Aunt Gabby, and turned our family into a Jerry Springer segment!
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I signed the divorce papers, and sent them to his ass FedEx. He's contesting the divorce. He told his attorneys that he doesn't want a divorce, but he won't speak to me. The lawyers preferred that we just go see a family therapist. Why? I have been through all of this when I had my hysterectomy, when Chris died, and when Sean couldn't cope with his injuries. Through all of the mental anguish I have been through these past 4 years, I never shed a tear. I never bitched, moaned, or groaned. I handled my damn business, and I never got a thank you, and I never looked for one! I was just happy to do it because they needed somebody in their corner. I was there, and all of a sudden, BOOM! this happened! I'm not seeing not another shrink! All I want, is for them to be out of my life, and for that sorry, lying sack of horseshit to take care of his son, which is optional, since Seanny doesn't want for anything. Yes, I still love him, and I always will, but I won't deal with this crappy treatment that I'm getting from him. What he did was fucked up, and until he comes to me like a man and tells me why, which he hasn't done yet. I guess he feels like he doesn't have to face me. He comes by for Seanny, but that's it. No conversation, nothing. Not even a hello. Whatever. Anyway, I gotta go right now. We have another meeting with the attorneys, this time, with the judge. I'll bring you the update. By the way: You might have a few people having words in edgewise about this, since I shared half of my life with you guys. You would let me know if they said anything, would you??
Disclaimer: same story, second verse
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Ok. I know I lost you guys with that letter in the beginning. I did it for a reason. By the way, for those who don't know me, I'm Donnielle, you can call me Donnie. For all of you who does know me........Hey! Long time, huh? Well, as you can see, all is not rosey in Camelot anymore. I guess I gotta bring you up to speed. I don't mind really. This has been a real hectic time, so, if I ramble, please forgive me, I'm just a wreck right now.
**************
Well, about 4 years ago, Sean and I tried to have another baby. we learned that I wasn't able to conceive anyore because when I had Seanny, the doctors made a huge error. The idiots damaged my uterus, which in turn lead to a cyst in one of my tubes. Everything had to be removed, due to the fact that this type of negligence was avoidable, but it wasn't. 8 Lawsuits later, I was awarded over 20 million dollars, but I can't have anymore children, which upsets Sean a great deal. I always knew something was wrong, but my so-called quack reassured me that everything was fine. What a liar she turned out to be. Her license was revoked, and she is now doing time in jail. We tried all types of surgery, even that in vitro thing. Nothing worked, so we decided to call it a wrap. Stress took it's toll on him, as well as the fact that he is working a grueling schedule between the WWE, and his new kickboxing camp. Seanny has never been better. He recently turned 10 years old, and let's just say he's his father's son. Quick temper, but he's smart as hell. Add to the fact that him and C.J. Irvine are best friends, and you have yourself trips to the hospital, schools, and the occasional house of a parent of a child they have bullied.
As for the Irvines, Chris and Gabby..........Well, they now have 4 children. C.J., Gabiella, Caroline, and their new edition, Caleb Grey. I can't remember their ages right now, because there is too many of them, haha. They moved into our old home in Long Island, while Sean and I moved to Hilton Head, SC to be closer to his parents, who are aging. About 2 years ago, after a WWE house show at the Aneheim Pond, Sean, Chris, Lance and John Cena carpooled in a Lincoln Navigator to a hotel for the night. As they were on the express way, the driver of a nearby car lost control. As the car sped wildly, Chris dodged the car, only to lose control and hit a Diesel Truck, causing it to collapse onto the SVU. The wreckage left the vehicle decimated. It took the EMT's, Police, even the Fire Department over 2 hours to get them out of the wreck. Lance had to get his right leg amputated, causing him to retire. John was paralized from the waist down from nerve shock. After several surgeries, he's finally able to move his toes. Sean broke several ribs, collasped his lung, and broke his right arm. He also slipped a disc in his back. Chris, unfortunately, didn't survive. He died of heart failure, as well as other internal injuries. The funeral was so packed of his closest friends and family. Gabby totally lost it. I had to keep a grip for everybody else. I wanted to die myself that day. Chris was, is, and will ever be the sweetest guy I ever had the pleasure to know. He will be so missed. Eventhough he acted like a total jerk to the fans, it was only acting, and he loved his wife and his children so very much. When Gabby couldn't deal, I had temporary custody of her children while she went to get herself some professional help. Once she found herself again, she regained custody of the kids. She found a whole lot more than herself...........................
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When Sean got into that horrible wreck, I hired the best doctors, therapists, psychiatrists, and trainers I could find. Money was no object for my baby. I even added a rehab clinic to the house for him. Whirlpool, sauna, weights, you name it, he had it. It was round the clock care for him. when he needed space, I gave it to him. I even hired nannies, cooks, maids, and gardeners for the house. I had so much going on with all the children, so I needed the extra help. Each of the kids received psychiatric therapy for the loss of their father, especially C.J. He clung on to Sean so tightly. I felt warm and secure that he was able to help them out, especially with our ordeal, I figured he needed that. After awhile, he started not to come right home after hie tours. He called less, and we started to argue constantly for the stupidest crap. I thought that he had problems with his Spider DoJo, his Kickboxing camp that he owns and programs . I looked over all the books, even the staff, and everything was fine. I thought he was burned out. I hired more staff for him at his request. I even tried to get Vince to give him a break. He sent him to work with the new recruits in OVW, He seemed to enjoy that, he was spending more time with Seanny, who is the apple of his eye, but...he got into his mood again. Then, I found out why. While I was visiting my brother Johnny, Monica, one of my staff, told me one afternoon, she saw Sean and Gabby together. Yes! T-O-G-E-T-H-E-R!!! I thought she was lying, until Cordelia, my maid, told me the same thing. I was pissed! Pissed off, and pissed on! I couldn't believe that shit! After all that I did for you two? This is the gratitude you fucking show?? Ain't this a bitch! Then, other people started telling me about it. I never really cared about public opinion, but in this case, I was the laughing stock of the country! tabloids, internet, even family knew about the affair Sean had with Gabby. I moved back to Long Island, since Gabby and the kids moved out when Chris died, and since she felt that it would be wrong to stay there after she slept with Sean, and I left his clothes with his parents. He could move in with Gabby! What do I care? Yeah, I'm hurt, used, and all of the things you could possibly think of. He could have been with anybody, but why Gabby? He never said anything, but Gabby couldn't stop crying. She keeps apologizing, I keep telling her to go to hell. The last time we spoke to each other, I told her to cry on Chris's grave, and tell him why you slept with his best friend! Seanny always ask me why daddy left, and I don't tell him anything. I feel he doesn't need to know. Children shouldn't be exposed to shit like this. Let Sean tell him, that he slept with Aunt Gabby, and turned our family into a Jerry Springer segment!
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I signed the divorce papers, and sent them to his ass FedEx. He's contesting the divorce. He told his attorneys that he doesn't want a divorce, but he won't speak to me. The lawyers preferred that we just go see a family therapist. Why? I have been through all of this when I had my hysterectomy, when Chris died, and when Sean couldn't cope with his injuries. Through all of the mental anguish I have been through these past 4 years, I never shed a tear. I never bitched, moaned, or groaned. I handled my damn business, and I never got a thank you, and I never looked for one! I was just happy to do it because they needed somebody in their corner. I was there, and all of a sudden, BOOM! this happened! I'm not seeing not another shrink! All I want, is for them to be out of my life, and for that sorry, lying sack of horseshit to take care of his son, which is optional, since Seanny doesn't want for anything. Yes, I still love him, and I always will, but I won't deal with this crappy treatment that I'm getting from him. What he did was fucked up, and until he comes to me like a man and tells me why, which he hasn't done yet. I guess he feels like he doesn't have to face me. He comes by for Seanny, but that's it. No conversation, nothing. Not even a hello. Whatever. Anyway, I gotta go right now. We have another meeting with the attorneys, this time, with the judge. I'll bring you the update. By the way: You might have a few people having words in edgewise about this, since I shared half of my life with you guys. You would let me know if they said anything, would you??
