Don't own Rob, Dawn, or Stacy... they own themselves... Damnit...

Missed Chances:

Chapter 13

A small sniffle escaped Dawn as she watched straight ahead, her gaze fixed on the door Rob had walked out of nearly ten minutes ago. She had just made the biggest fool of herself ever. And now Rob was gone. He was really out of her life. For good this time. He was on Raw, and she was on Smackdown. Rob had broken off all ties with Stacy, which was the main reason he'd ever come to Smackdown. After this, she would never get to see him again. And of all ways for the relationship to end, it had to be like this.

"Wait, relationship?" Dawn questioned her own words. "We didn't even have a relationship. I'm such an ass." Sighing, the pretty brunette slid out of the booth and walked out the back door of the restaurant. She didn't need anyone noticing the tears running down her cheeks.

Once out in the sun, she slipped on a pair of sunglasses and made her back to her hotel.

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Rob quickly made his way down the streets of New York City, hoping no one was noticing him. He didn't want any fans stopping him in the middle of the street for an autograph or something. All he wanted was to go back to his hotel and sleep.

The look on Dawn's the face. The horrible heartbroken expression had nearly caused him to break down and apologize and say that all he'd said was a lie right there. He had never wanted to hurt her, and especially in the way he had. Dawn had thought he was in love with her. He had crushed her.

"I'm such a jackass," Rob muttered as he finally approached his hotel. He quickly made his way inside and headed to his room. As he got to it, he quickly opened the door and went inside, collapsing on his bed as a loud sigh escaped him. "Dawn, I'm sorry," He whispered, closing his eyes.

As he sat in the silence, thinking, Rob couldn't help but wonder if he'd done the right thing. Of course, just coming out of a relationship, he didn't want to just jump into another one, but Dawn just such a special person. The feelings had been there for years, yet neither of the two had ever acted on them. It just seemed like something always stood in their way, which was part of Rob's reasoning for doing what he'd done.

As he slowly drifted off to sleep, Rob quietly muttered, "I'm sorry, Dawn, I never wanted to hurt you."

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The phone ringing woke Dawn from her thoughts. She had been lying quietly on her bed for at least two hours, and she had no intetions of moving any time soon, but when the phone rang, she wasn't sure if she should answer it.

Finally making her decision, she stretched her left arm out, grabbing her cell phone from the stand by the bed.

"Hello?"

"Dawn, hey!"

"Oh, hey Trish," Dawn replied, unenthusiastically.

"What's the matter," Trish asked, worry evident in her normally perky voice. Since the two were best friends, Trish could always tell when there was something wrong with Dawn.

"It's nothing, don't worry."

"Dawn Marie, tell me now," Trish demanded, her voice sounding very stern.

Sighing, Dawn sat up straight, running a hand through her long brown hair. "Well, Rob and Stacy broke up," She began, ignoring the small laugh from Trish's end of the conversation. "And then Rob asked me to meet him today. So, I did, and he kind of thanked me breaking them up, or at least making him realize that they weren't meant to be. And then he started talking about our kiss..."

"Woah, woah, woah," Trish interrupted. "I hope you understand how confused I am right now."

"I do, so let me start over, okay? When my parents got into the accident, Rob rushed down to Jersey to see if I was okay. He stayed with me for a while, and then we ended up kissing, and he left. I stayed there, and then I guess him and Stacy broke up. So, then Rob asked me to meet him here in the City, and I did. We were at this restaurant, and he started talking, and for some reason, I got the impression that he had feelings for me. But, he didn't. He told me we could never work out. And for the second time, he left me sitting in a public place, crying like a little kid. I don't understand how he does this to me time and time again."

"Oh, God, Dawn sweetie, I'm sorry," Trish replied sadly. "I'm sure Rob doesn't mean to hurt you, but he really needs to figure out how he feels before he does stuff like this."

"Oh, I'm pretty sure I know how he feels now. He wants nothing more to do with me. I could've swore he felt something when we kissed. How could I have been so stupid?"

"Honey, you're not stupid," Trish countered. "You let your heart do the thinking, instead of your mind. Rob's a very likeable guy. He's sweet and funny, and gorgeous. He's not my type, but I totally get why you had feelings for him. You two have history. I can almost guarantee that there are some feelings there, just maybe not the kind you'd like."

"I guess."

"Aww, sweetie, cheer up," Trish tried to help her friend, knowing that it wasn't working.

"I will, Trish, thanks."

"No problem. Oh, but the reason I wanted to call you... didn't you tell me before that you wanted to train?"

"Yeah, it's been a dream of mine for a long time," Dawn replied.

"Well, I did some talking with a few different people, and we all think that if myself and Molly train you, you could be ready to actually do weekly in-ring work every week soon. So, what do you think?"

"Oh God, Trish, it would be the greatest thing ever! Like, I've been wanting this for so long. Do you really think it could happen?"

"Of course, there's just one catch, though."

"What's that?"

"You're going to have to switch shows from Smackdown! to Raw."

"Ooh... and Rob's on Raw," Dawn quietly replied.

"Yeah, but it's not like you have to talk to him or anything. I'll keep you two away from each other."

"Alright, alright, I'm up for it," Dawn responded, focusing her mind back on actual wrestling, instead of Rob. "I'll talk to Paul Heyman tomorrow at the Smackdown! taping."

"Great, well, I've gotta go, but feel better and I'll talk to you soon!"

"Alright, thanks Trish, bye!" Hanging up the phone, Dawn let out a sigh. Things were getting better in a way. Lying back down on the bed, Dawn smiled softly; all she had left to do was talk to Paul Heyman. She shuddered softly. As much as she loved Paul from ECW, he was just a little creepy sometimes. But, maybe he'd be easy to talk to. She'd find out soon...

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Ugh, guys, I'm so sorry I've been taking so long for updates! I haven't been able to get all my ideas straight, plus I've had the end of school and finals and stuff going on. So, for those of you who are still reading, I really appreciate it! I haven't been getting as many reviews as normal lately, so I don't know who's reading and who's not, but I hope you guys like it! Review and let me know what you think! I swear the next chapter will be up faster than this one, and it'll be better. -Nicole-