Title: Not your Average Love Story
Author: Remain Nameless, other wise known as Kay
Email: RemainNameless17aol.com
Rating:; PG-13 because I tend to write with a potty mouth
Disclaimer: I don't own nobody, or nothing. I'm not THAT Creative
Summary; When is love ever easy? Three people are about to find out that life and love can totally suck.
Pairing: Stacy/Randy Lita/Edge Trish/?? Y2J? Christain?
Author's Notes: I decided to write a in depth weird as hell love story. Ok, Edge is still on Smackdown to make this story work, ok? Also he's seeing a female wrestler. Who is it? Well it's going to be Torrie. Also he never broke his neck. The draft will affect this story some how. One more thing, Kurt Angle is the GM of Smacky down. Also the tournament is crucial to the story. It isn't something I pulled out of no ware.
The song Im posting is "Sin" By Nine Inch Nails.
Warning: Theres a VERY R Sene in here
"Im going to be a mother."
The words had yet to sink in.
It seemed like a dream. A far off dream.
She could barely concentrate.
Barely breath.
The fear that her only life line was done.
Every resolution gone.
She had never been so afraid.
you give me the reason
you give me control
I gave you my Purity
my Purity you stole
Stacy put her bag in the door way of Lita's house.
This was going to be her new home.
Ever since she ended this with her boyfriend Test, she had been living with an aunt, a freaky religious aunt who would kick Stacy out if she discovered her certain situation. So here she stood in Lita's home, were they would raise her baby. Together, like a family.
It touched her deeply. Thinking back to the moments outside the clinic, were her descsion has hit her like a ton of bricks. The reality all coming back to her...
"Stacy, shh, it's ok." Lita said, standing next to her friend who has begun to hyperventilate. "Stacy, shh."
"Don't, Lita." Stacy said, moving away from her friend. "I have no were to go."
"What do you meen? Your aunt-"
"Will disown me." Stacy finished for her red headed friend, tears falling down her smooth cheeks. "Maybe I should go back in side." And with those words, Stacy turned to go back into the clinic.
Lita however jumped in front of her friend. "Stacy, don't. This isn't the only option."
"What other choice do I have?" Stacy whispered, her tears cascading down her cheeks at a rapid pace.
Lita paused, realizing then the situation Stacy found herself in, came up with only one solution in her mind.
"You can stay with me."
Stacy's eyes widened at the solution. "What? Stay with you?"
"Stay with me." Lita said, firmer this time, making up her mind this time. "I live in a empty house, with plenty of room and Stacy your a dear friend of mine. You won't be putting me out. I want you and your baby to live with me."
A small smile spread on Stacy's lips.
"And."
Stacy let out a small laugh, a laugh filled with relief. "And?"
"I won't take no for an answer."
"Well in that case, I guess I have no choice." Stacy said, her voice still soft.
"We'll be a big lesbian family, with no lesbian's." Lita said, putting the first smile on Stacy's face in week's.
did you think I wouldn't recognize this compromise
Am I just too stupid to realize
stale incense old sweat and lies lies lies
it comes down to this
Stacy settled down on her new bed, looking around her new surrounding's.
She began to feel tired, and sleep was about to take her.
Laying down, on her side, she closed her eyes as the music from Lita's radio beat out the words to "Sin" By Nine Inch Nails. Words she could live by. The reason why she couldn't live with her aunt, her baby made out of sin...
your kiss
your fist
and your strain
it gets under my skin
within
She closed her eyes to the world and let sleep over take her.
A feeling of longing over took her body.
It touched every part of her.
A feeling of longing, ache, need over taking her senses as she looked deep into his eyes.
She saw the same into his depths.
On the dance floor, there bodys so close, closer then the song even intended.
She could feel it with him too.
A moment, a connection.
She brought her hands to each side of his face. Not being able to stand the inticipation. Just woundering and not knowing. She had to know. Now.
your kiss
your fist
and your strain
it gets under my skin
within
She roughly brough his face to her's and there lips met in a violent clash. Kissing in a firey desperation neither knew was there. Didn't know how bad they needed eachother.
She was lost, she would let herself fie by not breathing so she wouldn't have to tear her mouth away. Because she knew it would be over.
Unfortunatly it had to end. Both looked at eachother intently, not satisfied with what they had. He licked his lips, looking at her's as if in anticipation , fantasizing about the next time there mouths would meet.
Or any other body part.
She reached for his hand, her eyes not leaving his, and pulled him away from the dance floor, through the lobby and up the stairs.
Up to her hotel room.
take in the extent of my sin
you give me the anger
you give me the nerve
carry out my sentence
I get what I deserve
It seemed like forever before they reached her room. It seemed they couldn't even wait to get inside, because before she could get the key, her body was pressed against the door, there lips meeting again.
They needed eachother.
After what seemed like seconds, she opened the door, and he quickly followed in anticipation.
She turned to fact him, he right behind her.
Stacy couldn't believe they were actually going to do this. For so long they wanted eachother, craved eachother.
She stepped forward and wrapped her arms around his neck. He quickly held her waist, picking her up, and soon her legs were around his waiste, once again kissing eachother.
His lips made there way down her neck, and she only titled her neck back to show her approval.
He stepped forward, toward the bed, placing her down, he hovering above her.
Fully clothed.
That was a problem.
She quickly removed her top, her eyes not leaving his.
Within seconds, he was above her, kissing her neck, when he paused breifly by her ear to whisper to her, a word that meant so much to her at the time, but would soon by her downfall.
"I Love you."
I'm just an effigy to be defaced
to be disgraced
your need for me has been replaced
and if I can't have everything well then just give me a taste
it comes down to this
Stacy woke, her eyes scanning her surroundings, at first confused as to where she was.
Her eyes felt wet and moist, and it was then that she remembered
Remembered everything.
Especially her souvenier of that magically nice.
That brought her so much pain.
How he gave her the brush off and ignored her for weeks.
He didn't love her the way she thought he did.
She closed her eyes trying to block out all the bad dreams.
"Oh why did you lie to me." She whispered to herself.
"Why did you lie to me Randy?"
your kiss
your fist
and your strain
it get's under my skin
within
take in the extent of my sin
Ok so, I've never written anything like that Stacy/Randy (Yes Randy!) Scene. But hey, I need to expand my horizons. So I bet 50 % guessed it was him. I wasn't planning on revealing the father for at least like 10 chapter, hint but no cigar. So how is there a pairing when he lie to her? Hmmm, maybe he wasn't lying...UNTIL NEXT TIME.
Author: Remain Nameless, other wise known as Kay
Email: RemainNameless17aol.com
Rating:; PG-13 because I tend to write with a potty mouth
Disclaimer: I don't own nobody, or nothing. I'm not THAT Creative
Summary; When is love ever easy? Three people are about to find out that life and love can totally suck.
Pairing: Stacy/Randy Lita/Edge Trish/?? Y2J? Christain?
Author's Notes: I decided to write a in depth weird as hell love story. Ok, Edge is still on Smackdown to make this story work, ok? Also he's seeing a female wrestler. Who is it? Well it's going to be Torrie. Also he never broke his neck. The draft will affect this story some how. One more thing, Kurt Angle is the GM of Smacky down. Also the tournament is crucial to the story. It isn't something I pulled out of no ware.
The song Im posting is "Sin" By Nine Inch Nails.
Warning: Theres a VERY R Sene in here
"Im going to be a mother."
The words had yet to sink in.
It seemed like a dream. A far off dream.
She could barely concentrate.
Barely breath.
The fear that her only life line was done.
Every resolution gone.
She had never been so afraid.
you give me the reason
you give me control
I gave you my Purity
my Purity you stole
Stacy put her bag in the door way of Lita's house.
This was going to be her new home.
Ever since she ended this with her boyfriend Test, she had been living with an aunt, a freaky religious aunt who would kick Stacy out if she discovered her certain situation. So here she stood in Lita's home, were they would raise her baby. Together, like a family.
It touched her deeply. Thinking back to the moments outside the clinic, were her descsion has hit her like a ton of bricks. The reality all coming back to her...
"Stacy, shh, it's ok." Lita said, standing next to her friend who has begun to hyperventilate. "Stacy, shh."
"Don't, Lita." Stacy said, moving away from her friend. "I have no were to go."
"What do you meen? Your aunt-"
"Will disown me." Stacy finished for her red headed friend, tears falling down her smooth cheeks. "Maybe I should go back in side." And with those words, Stacy turned to go back into the clinic.
Lita however jumped in front of her friend. "Stacy, don't. This isn't the only option."
"What other choice do I have?" Stacy whispered, her tears cascading down her cheeks at a rapid pace.
Lita paused, realizing then the situation Stacy found herself in, came up with only one solution in her mind.
"You can stay with me."
Stacy's eyes widened at the solution. "What? Stay with you?"
"Stay with me." Lita said, firmer this time, making up her mind this time. "I live in a empty house, with plenty of room and Stacy your a dear friend of mine. You won't be putting me out. I want you and your baby to live with me."
A small smile spread on Stacy's lips.
"And."
Stacy let out a small laugh, a laugh filled with relief. "And?"
"I won't take no for an answer."
"Well in that case, I guess I have no choice." Stacy said, her voice still soft.
"We'll be a big lesbian family, with no lesbian's." Lita said, putting the first smile on Stacy's face in week's.
did you think I wouldn't recognize this compromise
Am I just too stupid to realize
stale incense old sweat and lies lies lies
it comes down to this
Stacy settled down on her new bed, looking around her new surrounding's.
She began to feel tired, and sleep was about to take her.
Laying down, on her side, she closed her eyes as the music from Lita's radio beat out the words to "Sin" By Nine Inch Nails. Words she could live by. The reason why she couldn't live with her aunt, her baby made out of sin...
your kiss
your fist
and your strain
it gets under my skin
within
She closed her eyes to the world and let sleep over take her.
A feeling of longing over took her body.
It touched every part of her.
A feeling of longing, ache, need over taking her senses as she looked deep into his eyes.
She saw the same into his depths.
On the dance floor, there bodys so close, closer then the song even intended.
She could feel it with him too.
A moment, a connection.
She brought her hands to each side of his face. Not being able to stand the inticipation. Just woundering and not knowing. She had to know. Now.
your kiss
your fist
and your strain
it gets under my skin
within
She roughly brough his face to her's and there lips met in a violent clash. Kissing in a firey desperation neither knew was there. Didn't know how bad they needed eachother.
She was lost, she would let herself fie by not breathing so she wouldn't have to tear her mouth away. Because she knew it would be over.
Unfortunatly it had to end. Both looked at eachother intently, not satisfied with what they had. He licked his lips, looking at her's as if in anticipation , fantasizing about the next time there mouths would meet.
Or any other body part.
She reached for his hand, her eyes not leaving his, and pulled him away from the dance floor, through the lobby and up the stairs.
Up to her hotel room.
take in the extent of my sin
you give me the anger
you give me the nerve
carry out my sentence
I get what I deserve
It seemed like forever before they reached her room. It seemed they couldn't even wait to get inside, because before she could get the key, her body was pressed against the door, there lips meeting again.
They needed eachother.
After what seemed like seconds, she opened the door, and he quickly followed in anticipation.
She turned to fact him, he right behind her.
Stacy couldn't believe they were actually going to do this. For so long they wanted eachother, craved eachother.
She stepped forward and wrapped her arms around his neck. He quickly held her waist, picking her up, and soon her legs were around his waiste, once again kissing eachother.
His lips made there way down her neck, and she only titled her neck back to show her approval.
He stepped forward, toward the bed, placing her down, he hovering above her.
Fully clothed.
That was a problem.
She quickly removed her top, her eyes not leaving his.
Within seconds, he was above her, kissing her neck, when he paused breifly by her ear to whisper to her, a word that meant so much to her at the time, but would soon by her downfall.
"I Love you."
I'm just an effigy to be defaced
to be disgraced
your need for me has been replaced
and if I can't have everything well then just give me a taste
it comes down to this
Stacy woke, her eyes scanning her surroundings, at first confused as to where she was.
Her eyes felt wet and moist, and it was then that she remembered
Remembered everything.
Especially her souvenier of that magically nice.
That brought her so much pain.
How he gave her the brush off and ignored her for weeks.
He didn't love her the way she thought he did.
She closed her eyes trying to block out all the bad dreams.
"Oh why did you lie to me." She whispered to herself.
"Why did you lie to me Randy?"
your kiss
your fist
and your strain
it get's under my skin
within
take in the extent of my sin
Ok so, I've never written anything like that Stacy/Randy (Yes Randy!) Scene. But hey, I need to expand my horizons. So I bet 50 % guessed it was him. I wasn't planning on revealing the father for at least like 10 chapter, hint but no cigar. So how is there a pairing when he lie to her? Hmmm, maybe he wasn't lying...UNTIL NEXT TIME.