Gone But Not Forgotten
The women stood around the grave. Each holding either a red or white rose. They had been her favorite colors, and they were paying tribute to her memory. One there, never having really known here, just through storys from her grandmother, and godmother.
She stepped forth first, placing her flower, a red rose, on the grave, she knelt down, onto the damp soil,
ÒI wish IÕd gotten to know you better. Everyone said you were a wonderful woman, I just wish I had gotten to know that first hand. Daddy really misses you, so do I. I wish I had known my mom. I miss you, Mommy. I love youÓ the woman, Rain, whispered. Kissing her mothers grave stone.
Rain got up, and stepped back, walking to her grandmother, and wiping away the tears that fell.
Sabrina stepped forth, carrying a white rose, she sank to her knees, placing her rose in front of the tall stone, and running her fingers over the cool stone,
ÒI miss you, laina. We all do. I raised Rain for you, I hope you think I did a good job. SheÕs turned into a fine woman. Has daughter, and a fiance. If only you could be here to see her, and your grandbaby. Both are wonderfulÓ Sabrina said, tears streaming down her face.
Stephanie McMahon then stepped forward, tears already staining her cheeks. Her vision blurred by her tears and the rain, as she placed the rose in front of the stone, she spoke,
ÒAlaina, you were a great girl. My neice, of sorts. IÕm glad you became a McMahon. You were a great part of the family. We all love, and miss you. We hope youÕre happy in your better place. I hope you think that we all did a good job raising Rain. She took after you, sheÕs gotten in the ring. SheÕs great. I only wish she had known youÓ Stephanie finished shakily, not being able to continue.
Finally, Amy stepped forward, she layed her rose, red and white, in front of the stone, and uttered the words,
ÒAlaina, baby girl, youÕre gone, but youÕre not forgotten.Ó She kissed the tombstone, and steppped back..
Her little baby was gone. She had been for a long time, but this, this, coming her with Rain, brought the pain back, as if it was that cold, Febuary night again, when theyÕd gotten that call from the police.
Amy shook her head, her fiery red hair whipping in the wind. She couldnÕt think about this, she had to be strong for Rain.
She grabbed RainÕs hand, turned on her heel, and walked to the cars. Everybody hopped into the car theyÕd arrived in, and drove away. Rain looking back, and whispering,
ÒGramma is right. Gone, but not forgotten. I may call Sabrina Mom, but Momma, youÕre my real mother. I love you so much, even though I didnÕt know you..Ó
ÒDid you say something, Rain storm?Ó Her mother, Sabrina asked.
ÒNothing, mom. NothingÓ She reached over, and awkwardly hugged her mother,
ÒMommy.. you may not be my real mother, but I love you just the sameÓ
Sabrina returned the hug, and flashed her a wry smile, her daughter hadnÕt called her Mommy since she was 13 years old,
ÒI love you too, baby. Never forgetÓ Sabrina said, giving her 21 year old daughter, a loving look.
Rain returned the look, and thought of her own child.
ÔIn this family, so many are gone, but none, are forgettenÕ she thought
The End!
I will have a sequel.... showing what happened in the 2 years between Amy and RandyÕs reunion, and the birth of their daughter, Mercy. Stay tuned!! and read my 2 new fics.. ÓMy Shooting StarÓ and ÒMy ImmortalÓ
Luv,
Amy
The women stood around the grave. Each holding either a red or white rose. They had been her favorite colors, and they were paying tribute to her memory. One there, never having really known here, just through storys from her grandmother, and godmother.
She stepped forth first, placing her flower, a red rose, on the grave, she knelt down, onto the damp soil,
ÒI wish IÕd gotten to know you better. Everyone said you were a wonderful woman, I just wish I had gotten to know that first hand. Daddy really misses you, so do I. I wish I had known my mom. I miss you, Mommy. I love youÓ the woman, Rain, whispered. Kissing her mothers grave stone.
Rain got up, and stepped back, walking to her grandmother, and wiping away the tears that fell.
Sabrina stepped forth, carrying a white rose, she sank to her knees, placing her rose in front of the tall stone, and running her fingers over the cool stone,
ÒI miss you, laina. We all do. I raised Rain for you, I hope you think I did a good job. SheÕs turned into a fine woman. Has daughter, and a fiance. If only you could be here to see her, and your grandbaby. Both are wonderfulÓ Sabrina said, tears streaming down her face.
Stephanie McMahon then stepped forward, tears already staining her cheeks. Her vision blurred by her tears and the rain, as she placed the rose in front of the stone, she spoke,
ÒAlaina, you were a great girl. My neice, of sorts. IÕm glad you became a McMahon. You were a great part of the family. We all love, and miss you. We hope youÕre happy in your better place. I hope you think that we all did a good job raising Rain. She took after you, sheÕs gotten in the ring. SheÕs great. I only wish she had known youÓ Stephanie finished shakily, not being able to continue.
Finally, Amy stepped forward, she layed her rose, red and white, in front of the stone, and uttered the words,
ÒAlaina, baby girl, youÕre gone, but youÕre not forgotten.Ó She kissed the tombstone, and steppped back..
Her little baby was gone. She had been for a long time, but this, this, coming her with Rain, brought the pain back, as if it was that cold, Febuary night again, when theyÕd gotten that call from the police.
Amy shook her head, her fiery red hair whipping in the wind. She couldnÕt think about this, she had to be strong for Rain.
She grabbed RainÕs hand, turned on her heel, and walked to the cars. Everybody hopped into the car theyÕd arrived in, and drove away. Rain looking back, and whispering,
ÒGramma is right. Gone, but not forgotten. I may call Sabrina Mom, but Momma, youÕre my real mother. I love you so much, even though I didnÕt know you..Ó
ÒDid you say something, Rain storm?Ó Her mother, Sabrina asked.
ÒNothing, mom. NothingÓ She reached over, and awkwardly hugged her mother,
ÒMommy.. you may not be my real mother, but I love you just the sameÓ
Sabrina returned the hug, and flashed her a wry smile, her daughter hadnÕt called her Mommy since she was 13 years old,
ÒI love you too, baby. Never forgetÓ Sabrina said, giving her 21 year old daughter, a loving look.
Rain returned the look, and thought of her own child.
ÔIn this family, so many are gone, but none, are forgettenÕ she thought
The End!
I will have a sequel.... showing what happened in the 2 years between Amy and RandyÕs reunion, and the birth of their daughter, Mercy. Stay tuned!! and read my 2 new fics.. ÓMy Shooting StarÓ and ÒMy ImmortalÓ
Luv,
Amy