A/N:OMG, what happened? Don't own any wrestlers, own Ashley and Sydney. Hurry up and read! ;p
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Ashley's POV:
I went upstairs to check on Stacy. She was in pretty rough shape. I was worried about her. Sometimes Stacy didn't think. I knocked on the door, but didn't get response. She must have really been tired. I quietly opened the door, and looked in. I almost puked when I saw her. She was laying on the floor, with a razor in her hand. Oh God, her wrists were bleeding. I tried calling for John, but all that came out was a scream. I ran over to where she was lying. She still had a pulse, but her wrists were both slashed open, and gushing blood. I can't believe she did this. I got up, and ran to the phone. I dialed 911, and told the operator that I needed an ambulance right away, that my friend had slashed her wrists, and was unresponsive. John had entered the room, right when I hung up. He looked like he could pass out when he saw what made me scream. I darted into the bathroom, and grabbed some towels. I wrapped them around Stacy's wrists, trying to get the bleeding to stop. John was non the other side of me, Flair quickly joined us.
"Ric, you cannot let Sydney come up here. Get here out of the house now, before the ambulance gets here. Take her to your place. Go now." I shouted.
"Ashley, is she still breathing?" John asked me.
"Barely. God, I'm going to kill Dawn Marie with my bare hands, and then I'm going to kill Randy. If she dies, I'll never forgive him."
"She ain't gonna die. She's a fighter."
"That's just it, she doesn't want to live. God, sometimes she just doesn't think. John, we gotta get her downstairs."
John nodded, and carefully picked Stacy up. I followed behind. Why had she done this? Why couldn't she just talk to me? Randy wasn't worth this much trouble. Well, he is still her husband, for now. I better call him." I grabbed my cell phone, and dialed Randy's cell. Luckily, I didn't get his voicemail.
"Ash, is Stacy there? I'm at the airport on my way to your house. She left me in Cancun. That bitch Dawn Marie tried to get me to cheat on Stacy. She even kissed me. I slapped her, and told her to go the hell away. She just looked at me and said, oops, I guess your wife saw that. I hope she isn't hurt. Ashley, is Stacy there?"
"Randy, she was here, but…" I couldn't keep talking, and started sobbing. The medics had Stacy on the gurney, and were taking her out to the Ambulance. John, grabbed my spare hand and led me out to the car. We drove to the hospital. I then realized that I had hung up on Randy. I quickly called him back.
"Randy, I'm at the hospital now. You need to get here fast, if you want to see Stacy. She tried to kill herself Orton, and she may have succeeded. Hurry Randy, just hurry." I hung up, and started bawling again. John pulled me into a big hug, and started to cry a little too. I was able to see Stacy. She was unconscious and was deathly pale. I just couldn't believe that she did this. She didn't even know the truth. Dawn Marie was going to pay. I hear a bunch of commotion in the ER waiting room. I walked out, and saw John on top of Randy, beating the shit out of him. Randy's nose began bleeding, and he had a huge gash across his face.
"John, stop it. He didn't do anything. It was all Dawn Marie. Just let him go see Stacy."
John abruptly stopped, and walked over to me. We watched as Randy ran back to see Stacy. He left a trial of blood on the floor, but didn't even seem to notice. I began to cry again.
"John, what if she dies? Or What if she lives, but the baby dies?"
"Hush baby. Be positive. We just got to hope and pray." We sat down, and waited.
Randy's POV:
Oh God, what have I done. I couldn't believe that Stacy did this. She never even gave me a chance to explain. I collapsed on the chair next to her bed when I saw her. She was unconscious, and really pale. She looked dead. My next thought was about the baby. Oh no, because of my stupid ness, my wife was lying in a hospital bed, half dead, and my baby could be dead. God, why did this happen to me? Dawn Marie was going to try to get John next. No, this was not going to happen to Ashley and John. I'd kill her first.
"Mr. Orton, could you please step outside for a minute with me?"
I got up and followed the doctor.
"You're wife was very lucky that her friend found her when she did. 3 minutes later and your baby would've been killed, and 5 minutes later, your wife would've died. You are a very lucky man. Now, your wife still isn't out of the danger zone. There's a 50/50 chance that she'll make it through the night. We will be able to keep her body alive long enough for the baby to have a chance of survival. Mr. Orton, are you getting all of this?" I didn't hear anymore. I fell to the ground and passed out. I woke up 10 minutes later in Stacy's room, with my face bandaged up. John had given me 30 stitches to the face, and a broken nose. I deserved it. I looked over to Stacy and saw Ashley sitting next to her, with John standing behind her. Stacy's color was getting better, and she seemed to be waking up. I quickly got up and ran to her side. She opened her eyes, saw me, and groaned.
"What the hell are you doing here? I must be in hell."
"Stacy, just listen to me."
"Why? You were kissing Dawn Marie, in the pool, on OUR honeymoon. I wish I was dead."
"Stacy, just listen to him. He told me what happened. It was all Dawn Marie."
"Truth?" Stacy said looking at me
"I swear to God. I told her to back off, but she kissed me. I slapped her, and she told me that you had seen everything, cept the slapping part. She tried to ruin us. Stacy, I love you with all my heart. If you died, than I would die. Why couldn't you trust me?"
"Randy, I'm pregnant. I don't think these things through. Oh no, the baby. What happened to the baby? Did I kill it?"
"Relax sweetie, the baby's fine. You didn't kill it. Ashley and John saved both of your lives."
"Ash, John, thanks. I wasn't thinking. I just saw my razor, and did the dumbest thing in my life."
"It's ok Stacy, we both love you." Ashley said.
"Randy, what happened to your face? You look worse than me!"
"Well, John taught me a lesson in the waiting room. Good job Cena, I got 30 stitches and a broken nose."
"Sorry man, but you didn't see what we saw. You wife, laying in her own blood, because she thought that you cheated on her."
"Ok, thanks guys. Stacy, I'm sorry you thought that I would leave you. I barely even know Dawn Marie. Cena, she has you in her sights next. Don't let this happen to Ashley man. Just hit her and run. Dawn is nothing but trouble."
"Don't worry Randy, Dawn ain't gonna get my man." Ashley said, reaching up and kissing John. They said good-bye to Stacy, and left us alone.
"Randy, I'm sorry baby. Please forgive me. I wasn't with it. I just couldn't bear to live without you."
"Stace, I love you. You scared the shit out of me, but I love you. Trust me from now on, ok?" I leaned down and gave her a kiss.
"Ok, I love you Randy."
"I love you too!"
I sat down next to her, and watched her drift off to sleep. The doctor was wrong, my girl was a fighter. She was going to be fine. Now Dawn Marie on the other hand, wasn't going to be fine for long. That bitch was gonna get it.
John's POV:
Me and Ashley got home around 4 A.M. Sydney was still at Ric's, we were going to get her in the morning. I carried Ashley down the hall to our room, she was out like a light. I changed her into a tank top and laid her down in bed. I changed and crawled in next to her. What if that had been her? I don't even want to think about that. I watched her sleep for a little bit. She looked so peaceful, my little angel. I then laid my head on her growing belly.
"Hey little baby, its me, your daddy! You better be nice to your mommy, cause she's the best mom in the world. I love you little guy or girl. No one will ever hurt you two or Sydney. They'll have to get through me first. Well, it was nice talking with you." I kissed the Ashley's little belly, and draped my arm around her. Now this was the way to live. I started to fall asleep, until I heard Ashley softly start snoring. All I could do was quietly laugh myself to sleep.