Trish came into the room with an outfit in her hands. "Your chest size looks to be about the same as mine, but this doesn't fit me, it's too tight. So here." She said and Leslie took it. "Thank you." She said. "Let's go put it on." Stancy said and Leslie stood up and followed her into the bathroom. "Are those two datin?" Trish asked. "Leslie can't be left alone. She'll have a panic attack or something." Lita said and turned to the mirror. "Do you think I should let Candice do my make up?" Lita asked and they all nodded. She sighed and got up and left the room. Leslie turned her back to Stacy and pulled off her tank top. "So, what is it like to sleep with Randy?" Stacy asked as she sat on the toilet looking at the younger girl. "It's ok, he's really sweet about not holding me too tight or not holding me at all. He respects my needs." She said and pulled on the top. The chest was a little tight but the waist was fine. "I gave him a gift last night and I think he really liked it." She said and Stacy just stared at her back. She was jealous, she had liked Randy even after they had done their whole skit together and he had RKOed her out of nowhere. But she could forgive him. He was really sweet on this girl and she was jealous. Leslie turned toward Stacy and pulled off her shorts. "He listens when I talk and he seems really intrested when I talk." She pulled on the bottoms and zipped them up. The top showed off alot of cleavage and the bottom showed off a lot of leg. "What do you think?" She asked and held out her hands to her sides. "Wow. You look amazing." Stacy said and stood up. Leslie turned to the mirror and smiled. "You think?" She asked and Stacy nodded.
Randy and Dave had a huge match against Kane and Snitsky. Randy looked around. Leslie still was nowhere to be found. "Where is she?" Randy asked shifting nervously. "She probably just wanted to stay back stage." Batista said then thought about what he said and looked around. "Where is she?" Dave asked then he spotted her. His jaw almost hit the floor. "Found her." He croaked out. Randy looked over at her. She was walking with Stacy and Victoria. His mouth went dry. 'Where did those come from?' He asked himself as he looked at her chest. Her legs looked great also. She was a little shorter than Stacy and her legs were almost as long as Stacy's. She walked up to him and grabbed his hand. Stacy nodded and walked away. "Where did you get that?" Randy asked after he regained the ability to talk. "Trish gave it to me. She said it was too small for her." Leslie said and Randy just nodded. Batistas music hit and he left them and walked out. They could hear the crowd go crazy. Short after Randy's music hit and he lead her out and onto the platform. The crowd was screaming and the men where making cat calls. She lead him down the ramp and into the ring. He followed her up the steps then held the ropes open for her. She climbed through and stood in the center of the ring as Randy did his rounds. He jumped down from one of the corners and walked toward her. She stood there with a smile on her face. He had worn the dog tags out to the ring. He pulled them off and out them around her neck. Batista watched on as Leslie blushed and put her head on Randy's chest. They liked each other, it was obvious, now only if Randy could get deep enough in her to bring out her true light and show her that she didn't need to live in fear. The arena went dark and then the lights came back on. Kane stood next to Leslie while Gene stood next to Batista. Leslie screamed and got out of the ring before Kane could grab her.
The match was underway and Leslie was ready to scream. Randy and Batista had been dominating the match since the begining but just recently the match took a turn for the worst when Kane hit a Tomestone Pile Driver on Randy. Batista was fughting back with all he had but it wasn't doing much. Kane slapped his hand around Batistas throat and Leslie climbed up on the apron. She stood there yelling at Kane to get his hands off of him. The reff came over and was trying to get her down. Randy slid into the ring behind Kane and low blowed him. Snitsky grabbed Leslies feet and pulled them out from under her. She fell and her face bounced off the apron. She grabbed at her face as she lay on the ground. Batista got the three count and hurried out of the ring and to Leslies side. Randy crawled over with the little strenght he had left and covered her with his body. She put her hands around his neck and cried for all she was worth. Snitsky had touched her again and she had been scared that he might have taken her. Batista got them both up and then Triple H and Ric Flair came down to ringside and helped them up the ramp.
That night in the hotel room Randy sat in the bed while Leslie sat on the wimdowsill looking out at all the pretty lights. "My mom once talked about going to the city for a vacation." She said suddenly making Randy look up from the book he was reading. "She said we'd get away from all the drama that was left in the house after dad died and just escape to the city like all the people did in the movies. Get lost and never come back." Leslie said as she kept staring out at the city below. "My little sister wanted to get a room with a balcony so dhe could look out at all the buildings, my older brother said she was stupid, anything to get away from the house would be good enough for us." She told him then sighed. "That night was the night I found my mom in the tub."
"I went to my brothers room and knocked on the door. He opened it with a glare but them he looked so worried. He asked what was wrong and I told him mom was in the bathroom. He walked in and I walked in after him. Once he saw mom he grabbed me and dragged me out of the bathroom and down the steps. He grabbed my little brother and sister and told us to wait outside. I remember chasing my little sister up to the bathroom and when she saw mom she crwled into the tub with her and sat against her. She had tears streaming down her face. She kept grabbing moms hands and trying to get her to run her hands through her hair like she would when she was washing our hair. I kept telling her that mom was sleeping and that she didn't want to be disturbed. I finally yelled at her that mom was dead. It hadn't really clicked in my mind that she was dead until I told her that. I fell to my knees and threw up in the doorway. Mary sat in the bath tub until the morge people came and put our mother into a black zip up bag." Leslie told Randy then got off from the windowsill and walked to the bathroom door.
"My fathers sister came to live with us after mom killed herself. My older brother would spend a lot of time in the bathroom. Whenever my aunt would yell at him he would run up the stairs and go into the bathroom locking to door after him. One night I woke up and went into the bathroom. I'd heard crying. I walked in and my older brother was sitting in the bath tub. He told me that mom hadn't always been so bad. She used to love and play with us. But dad changed and it made her change as well. He was sitting in the tub and the tub was filling up slowly. He shut off the water when the tub was full and he looked me right in the eye. 'Tell them all that I'm sorry.' He'd told me. 'Tell them all that I love them. But I want to be with mom and dad.' He said. 'I love you Leslie Ann Weber.' He'd said then went under the water. I didn't know what to do. I just stood there in the doorway while my older brother drowned himself in the bathtub."
She told him them looked at the bed. She didn't seem to be looking at him, just the bed. "My uncle came into my room at nights and he'd play games with me. He'd always say, 'this is our little secret Leslie Ann, do you love your uncle Teddy?' I'd always say yes and he'd put his hand up my skirt and rub me." Randy looked at her shocked. She hadn't just been raped by Snitsky, her uncle had done it too. "That was all he used to do until one night he came in and he told me that we were going to take our game to the next level. I told him that I didn't want to play that night and he slapped me. Asked me if I loved him and I told him yes. He nodded and told me that I had to play. He pulled off his pants and pulled up my night gown. He licked his finger then rubbed it against me. He told me that no matter how much it hurt I wasn't able to say one word or else I lost the game. While he rapped me that night I didn't make one noise." She told him then looked at the floor by the door.
"My sister was also getting raped by my uncle. She thought it was dirty, they had just began to teach the good touch bad touch stuff. I came home one day, I'd made a card for her. I walked down the hall and slipped on something. I fell in a puddle of something red and sticky. I remember opening the door to my little brothers room. He'd had cancer for sometime then. I saw him first. He was huddled in the corner rocking. I tried to walk to him but I tripped over something. I looked back and saw my sisters dead eyes looking straight at me. She looked like she had been in so much pain." Leslie wiped absently at the tears that were running down her face. "My aunt told me that God had taken her. That she was in a better place."
"We were going to move out of the house on my thirteenth birthday. We couldn't find my little brother. My uncle then remembered that he hadn't came down for breakfast. I went up to his room. All of our stuff was packed and in the car. I opened the door and saw my brother still in bed. I walked to the bed calling out his name. It wasn't like him to sleep in. I grabbed his shoulder and rolled him on his back. His eyes where closed and his hands were resting on his chest. He had already gone through the stages of rigamortiuos. As we were leaving the house I looked out the back window and saw my house and my little brothers stuff by the front steps." She said the finally sat on the edge of the bed.
"My uncle came in one night to play our game and I stabbed him to death with a pen." She told him as she looked at him for the first time. "I don't want to loose any one else." She told him and then looked at the floor. "Come here." Randy said adn put the book on the nightstand. She crawled on the bed and he pulled her right up to his side. he laid down and kissed her forehead. "Go to sleep." He told her and she nodded. "I'm never going to leave you." He told her and she smiled up at him then closed her eyes and fell into a sleep that wasn't plagued by memories of her family.