A/N: Alrighty then, it's going to go down hill from here, I'm sorry, but I just had to throw in a dash of severe turmoil! My stories are too fluffy! This chapter will go back and forth between Sara and John, so try to not be confused. I own only Sara, anything else mentioned belongs to the WWE or themselves.
Wide Awake Nightmare
Sara's POV:
I wrenched my arm out of Haley's grip, and tried to get away from her, but she easily caught me and smacked me across the face. I was stunned at first, but then my fighting instincts grabed a hold of me and I punched her, knocking Haley back into a wall.
"What do you want from me?" I yelled.
Haley wiped the blood off of her lip, and got up with a look of pure hatred. I saw a door with an exit sign, and turned and tried to run towards it. I got through the door, and stopped when I saw that I had just ran into the stairwell. Oh no, this is not good. She can really hurt me here, or hurt my baby. Haley walked into the stairwell, and I kicked her and tried to get past and back into the hallway. My attempt failed, and Haley tripped me, causing me to fall down, catching my self with my hands. I was a few feet away from the stairs, so I slid further away. I saw Haley reach in her purse for something and felt my heart stop as she pulled out a knife.
"You want to know what I want Sara? I'll tell you what I want. I want to destroy you, want to see you hurt, I want you to lose something important." Haley coldly said, walking towards me.
"Why? What did I ever do to you?" I asked, afraid to move.
"You were always better than me, better at singing, nicer, prettier, and you messed with my brother, and that's family. You didn't deserve David, he's too good for sluts like you!" Haley said, "I found out two years ago that I can never have children, and here you are, pregnant! It's not fair, and you are about to learn that life isn't fair! As long as I'm around, you will never be happy. It's too bad that your baby is going to have to die in the process. Oh well, I don't care!"
I slowly stood up, and then my jaw dropped as I saw David appear in the door. Haley nodded to David, and then started walking towards me, backing me up to the stairs. Oh God, please help me!
John's POV:
Sara told me that she'd be here in two minutes, it's been almost twenty. Something's wrong, I can feel it. I grabbed my room key and phone, and hurried to the elevator. I punched the button, but the elevator seemed to be stuck on the 2nd floor. Great, the damn thing is broke! I looked around, and then saw the door to the stairs and quickly ran to it. We're only on the 5th floor, this will just be like a 2-minute work out! I quickly made my way down the first two flights of stairs, but then I slowed down when I heard some noises, like someone was getting attacked or beat up, coming from a floor down. I peered over the railing, and looked down. My heart about stopped I realized that it was Sara making the noises!
Sara's POV:
I closed my eyes, and felt Haley's hand about to give me a shove, but my eyes flew open when I heard Haley scream. I watched in horror as she fell down the stairs, landing right on her neck. I knew right then that she was dead. A weird sense of peace fell over me, my tormentor was dead. Haley could never bug me again. I let out a sigh of relief, and a small smile came to my face. I turned around, running right into the glaring eyes of David.
John's POV:
I almost lost it when I saw the psycho bitch about to push Sara down the stairs, and was relieved when she ended up falling instead. Now, I had to get Sara away from David, and had to do it fast.
Sara's POV:
I moved away from the stairs, and slowly backed away from David. I was glad that he had saved me from Haley's rage, but he was just as sick and twisted as her.
"Aren't you going to thank me?" David asked.
"Thank you. Why did you do that?" I replied.
"Because, I love you! I obviously love you more than your husband, by the way, where is he?" David stated.
"What did you do to him?" I asked, getting sick to my stomach.
"Oh, nothing yet! Now are you going to come with me voluntarily, or am I going to have to force you?" David said.
"I'm not going anywhere with you." I spat, smacking David in the face.
David didn't even look phased by my hit, and pushed me back against the wall.
"You better be glad that I'm not as messed up as my late sister. Remember, you have another life to think about here Sara." He lowly growled, placing a hand on my stomach. I pushed his hand away, causing him to get angry and backhand me across the face.
I carefully slid down to the floor, fighting tears. My eye was stinging, and the side of my face felt like a door had hit it. I looked up as David towered over me, beginning to get impatient. As I stared at David, I caught a glimpse of someone standing on the flight of stairs above me. I wiped my eyes and looked again, and realized that it was John. This wasn't a good idea on my part, because David saw the look of relief that had spread across my face, and looked up and saw John too. He got a sadistic look on his face, and roughly pulled me back onto my feet.
"I saw you up there Cena. If I were you I'd get down here." David yelled.
John's POV:
Damn it, he saw me. What should I do now? I couldn't just stand here while that asshole had Sara.
"I know that you heard me, I'm going to make it a little easier for you to get down here." I heard David yell. Sara let out a small whimper, and I flew down the first flight of stairs.
Sara's POV:
David had his hand pressed tightly across my mouth as he pulled a gun out of his pocket. I heard John coming down the stairs, and couldn't let him get shot. I bit David's hand, distracting him for that vital few seconds.
"John don't come down here, he has a gun!" I shrieked. David held one arm tightly around me and held the gun to my head.
"Yea, I do have a gun. What's your choice? Am I going to shoot Sara, killing her and the baby, or am I going to shoot and kill you?" David said.
John's POV:
I stopped on the stairs for a moment, trying to think of something to do that wouldn't get any of us hurt. David must've grown impatient, because I heard him cock the gun, and Sara started crying. I instantly knew that I had to save my wife and child. Not exactly my number one choice, but I would do anything for Sara, even die. I ran down the stairs and saw David holding the gun to Sara's head. He smiled, and took the gun away from Sara's head and pointed it straight at my chest. I saw him pull the trigger, heard Sara screaming, and then felt something pierce through my skin and fell backwards…
Sara's POV:
Oh God, this can't be happening to us! Everything seemed to be moving in slow motion, as David fired the gun.
"Noooooooooooo!" I screamed over the noise of the gunshot. I saw John fall backwards, and knew that David had succeeded.
A/N: Ok, I didn't hurt Sara! She was going to get pushed down the stairs in this chapter and wind up losing the baby, but I just can't do it! I know that everyone is going to hate me for this chapter, please stick with me though! Please review y'all!