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6 Months Later
Fred woke up slowly from a thankfully dreamless sleep. He hadn't been having any good dreams or bad dreams since he has been home. Of course that was because of the...No, best not to think about it all the time.
Fred had gotten his bandages taken off the other day and he still felt awkward and sore from not having them on but he was coping. His friends had been supporting him all the way through and they had been a great help getting over Stephanie. Although there were only a few of them, they helped greatly.
But now they were annoying him immensely by pounding on the door to get him awake. Fred rose from his bed and slipped out and was laid sprawled out on the floor. He stumbled to his feet and out the door of his bedroom.
He arrived at the door and swung it open to see who would be this rude. It was Sean, his long time friend.
He and Sean had known each other since High School and had become great friends. They had kept in touch ever since.
"Hey man," Sean said happily.
"What the hell did you wake me up for?" Fred said irritably wiping sleepy out of his eyes.
"Uh, it's 10 Fred."
Fred looked down at his watch. Sure enough it was 10, "Son of a bitch. I guess I slept better than I thought."
"Are they helping the dreams?"
"Yeah but let's not talk of it."
"Kay."
The walked to the kitchen and Fred began to fix himself a protein shake. He liked the things, they weren't made of much but they tasted good and they were extremely good for you. As Fred fixed himself a shake, he looked up and saw Sean's eyes on the cabinet.
"I'm ok Sean," Fred said knowing what he was thinking about.
"Are you sure? I mean you have to take all those things and you just got the bandages off and WWE is coming to Fresno the day after tomorrow, its Smackdown! too"
Fred became silent for a moment. He had heard that Smackdown! was coming to Fresno, he had wanted to go, but he didn't have enough money that he could use to go. While he had been home with all of his bandages on, he hadn't been able to get many stories done.
"I know," he said finally, "but you know that nothing is going to happen. She had totally forgotten about me. And I couldn't go anyway. So there really isn't any point in being sad about it now. And my bandages, they're just a little sore that's all. It's not bad. And neither are the...they help me with the dreams and that's all that matters."
"If you say so," Sean said giving up.
The two men ended up going to the newspaper, the Madera County Times. Fred's father had started it and then sold it. One of Fred's fathers' friends restarted it and asked him to come back.
"Hey, how you doing Kim?" Fred said cheerfully to the secretary to the business.
"Oh, I'm good how are?" she said the last bit with a serious tone to her voice.
"I'm fine, really."
"Ok."
Fred walked to his desk in the corner of the building. They were renting a huge building that the original had been in the corner of. They were located in the center of Madera and they got lots of business. They were really doing good lately.
Fred and Sean worked most of the rest of the day. They got most of the paper ready even though it was Tuesday and the paper went out on Saturday. They went back to Fred's home and ordered pizza.
"Hey Fred," Sean said through a mouth of pizza.
"Yeah," Fred said after swallowing his food.
"Why do you think that Stephanie wouldn't remember you?"
"Well, she's this big star and she has so many things going for her then she wouldn't have time to remember me."
"I think that that's bullshit myself but, whatever."
They went through the night watching TV and eating pizza. Fred didn't want to eat the stuff because it was so bad for a person but once in a while wasn't too bad.
Sean finally left at midnight and left Fred alone. He stood in the living room and looked around. The place was so big. Sometimes he loved it because it allowed so much space to express himself. But sometimes he hated it because it reminded him of...No. Think of the present. Fred took his stuff for bed and then left to that very place.
Fred found that it was hard to sleep. He was thinking of Stephanie too much. He had tried not to think of her because it hurt so much. It hurt not to be with her. He rolled over and slowly fell asleep thinking of her.
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Fred woke up with the doorbell ringing. It was doing it continually. He had tried to ignore, to just wait for the person to leave. But they were damn persistent.
Fred stumbled out of bed and through his bedroom door. He walked across the tile floored foyer and to the door. He swung the door open and his eyes immediately went open in shock. He was definitely awake now.
"Oh my god," Fred breathed out.
"Hi, long time no see," the person at the door said.
Fred was still in shock. His heart was pounding in his throat and that seemed to have become a desert in a matter of seconds.
He was able to choke out one word from the desert of a throat however.
"Stephanie."
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A/N: BUM, BUM, BUUUUM. And the plot thickens. Thanks for all the reviews that you guys have sent me. They mean a lot to me and they brighten up my day. So keep them coming.
So, until next time my murder, same black wings, same damn card.
SYWISY
King of Spades
6 Months Later
Fred woke up slowly from a thankfully dreamless sleep. He hadn't been having any good dreams or bad dreams since he has been home. Of course that was because of the...No, best not to think about it all the time.
Fred had gotten his bandages taken off the other day and he still felt awkward and sore from not having them on but he was coping. His friends had been supporting him all the way through and they had been a great help getting over Stephanie. Although there were only a few of them, they helped greatly.
But now they were annoying him immensely by pounding on the door to get him awake. Fred rose from his bed and slipped out and was laid sprawled out on the floor. He stumbled to his feet and out the door of his bedroom.
He arrived at the door and swung it open to see who would be this rude. It was Sean, his long time friend.
He and Sean had known each other since High School and had become great friends. They had kept in touch ever since.
"Hey man," Sean said happily.
"What the hell did you wake me up for?" Fred said irritably wiping sleepy out of his eyes.
"Uh, it's 10 Fred."
Fred looked down at his watch. Sure enough it was 10, "Son of a bitch. I guess I slept better than I thought."
"Are they helping the dreams?"
"Yeah but let's not talk of it."
"Kay."
The walked to the kitchen and Fred began to fix himself a protein shake. He liked the things, they weren't made of much but they tasted good and they were extremely good for you. As Fred fixed himself a shake, he looked up and saw Sean's eyes on the cabinet.
"I'm ok Sean," Fred said knowing what he was thinking about.
"Are you sure? I mean you have to take all those things and you just got the bandages off and WWE is coming to Fresno the day after tomorrow, its Smackdown! too"
Fred became silent for a moment. He had heard that Smackdown! was coming to Fresno, he had wanted to go, but he didn't have enough money that he could use to go. While he had been home with all of his bandages on, he hadn't been able to get many stories done.
"I know," he said finally, "but you know that nothing is going to happen. She had totally forgotten about me. And I couldn't go anyway. So there really isn't any point in being sad about it now. And my bandages, they're just a little sore that's all. It's not bad. And neither are the...they help me with the dreams and that's all that matters."
"If you say so," Sean said giving up.
The two men ended up going to the newspaper, the Madera County Times. Fred's father had started it and then sold it. One of Fred's fathers' friends restarted it and asked him to come back.
"Hey, how you doing Kim?" Fred said cheerfully to the secretary to the business.
"Oh, I'm good how are?" she said the last bit with a serious tone to her voice.
"I'm fine, really."
"Ok."
Fred walked to his desk in the corner of the building. They were renting a huge building that the original had been in the corner of. They were located in the center of Madera and they got lots of business. They were really doing good lately.
Fred and Sean worked most of the rest of the day. They got most of the paper ready even though it was Tuesday and the paper went out on Saturday. They went back to Fred's home and ordered pizza.
"Hey Fred," Sean said through a mouth of pizza.
"Yeah," Fred said after swallowing his food.
"Why do you think that Stephanie wouldn't remember you?"
"Well, she's this big star and she has so many things going for her then she wouldn't have time to remember me."
"I think that that's bullshit myself but, whatever."
They went through the night watching TV and eating pizza. Fred didn't want to eat the stuff because it was so bad for a person but once in a while wasn't too bad.
Sean finally left at midnight and left Fred alone. He stood in the living room and looked around. The place was so big. Sometimes he loved it because it allowed so much space to express himself. But sometimes he hated it because it reminded him of...No. Think of the present. Fred took his stuff for bed and then left to that very place.
Fred found that it was hard to sleep. He was thinking of Stephanie too much. He had tried not to think of her because it hurt so much. It hurt not to be with her. He rolled over and slowly fell asleep thinking of her.
_-^-_
Fred woke up with the doorbell ringing. It was doing it continually. He had tried to ignore, to just wait for the person to leave. But they were damn persistent.
Fred stumbled out of bed and through his bedroom door. He walked across the tile floored foyer and to the door. He swung the door open and his eyes immediately went open in shock. He was definitely awake now.
"Oh my god," Fred breathed out.
"Hi, long time no see," the person at the door said.
Fred was still in shock. His heart was pounding in his throat and that seemed to have become a desert in a matter of seconds.
He was able to choke out one word from the desert of a throat however.
"Stephanie."
_-^-_
A/N: BUM, BUM, BUUUUM. And the plot thickens. Thanks for all the reviews that you guys have sent me. They mean a lot to me and they brighten up my day. So keep them coming.
So, until next time my murder, same black wings, same damn card.
SYWISY
King of Spades