Randy sat in the back with his head in his hands. "Hey." Dawn said as she walked into his locker room. "Heard about your little chicky." She said and sat down next to him. "Go away." He said and she put an arm around him. "I'll be right here with you while you grieve." She said and he shouldered her off. "Go away." He said more forcefully. She gave him a shocked look and stood up. "Well I never." She said then walked out. Dave walked in a little while later. "Hey man, how are you doing?" Dave asked. "You know you never know you have something worth loving until you don't have it anymore." Randy said and looked up at Dave who was standing in front of him. "Come on, man, you got a match. You gotta get focused." Dave said then pulled Randy up so he was standing. "Get your shit, get in the bathrom and change." Dave said while pulling the dog tags that Leslie had given Randy off from Randys neck. Randy reached in and pulled out a pair of Leslies panties. "I don't think those will fit man." Dave said then pulled out Randy's wrestling gear.
"Where's Leslie?" Michael Cole asked when Randy walked out by himself. He didn't walk as cocky as he did before. "I don't know Cole, maybe they broke up." Tazz said and all the people that were watching from home made an awe noise. Randy climbed into the ring and did his rounds. Takers music hit and he walked out to the ring. "Where's Leslie?" Taker asked while they were in a tie up. "She left." Randy runted out and Taker could hear the hurt in the grunt. Randy walked out of the ring after the defeat and into the back. He changed and grabbed his bag. He picked in up and all the contents fell out onto the floor. The small box that Leslie had gotten him was one of the things along with all of her panties and his clothes. He looked down at the mess and sat back down on the bench. There was a knock on the door then Stacy opened it. "Hey, I heard about Leslie." She said then sat down next to him and put a hand on his shoulder. "If you need any one to talk to, I'm here." She said and was about to leave but he grabbed her hand. She turned around adn he put his head on her stomach. She put both her hands on his head and stroked it. "You're probably one of the reasons she left." He told her and she looked odwn at him shocked. 'I'm one og the reasons she left?' She asked herself. "I loved her you know. Though I didn't know it till I thought she was going to leave. When she did I felt my heart just break into a million small pieces." He told her. She let go of him and left the room. He looked after her in shock.
Leslie got out of the cab and paid the money. She looked up at her childhood home. There were people walking out of the door looking at her strange. She walked up to the door and greeted them. "Hi, I used to live here. I was wondering if maybe I could take a look around?" She asked and the people said sure. The man opened the door, he was about 6 ft even, a little on the large side and he had a handle bar moustache. The woman was about her size, she had brown hair and brown eyes. She was very pretty. Leslie walked into the house and looked around the main room. She walked up the stairs and into the room that used to be hers. It was a storage room from what she could tell. She walked over to the closet and opened the door. She pulled the string for the light and it flickered to life. She walked into it and looked up. There was still the names in the ceiling. 'Leslie, Chris, Greg, Marcy, Dad, Mom.' She smiled as she remembered the day that they all came into the room and scratched their names into her ceiling when she was really sick. She looked down at the floor board and wondered. She knelt down and pulled it up. There was the box she had left in there. She reached in and pulled it out. She set it on the floor and opened it. There were all the papers she had written on. Her diary was in there and a picture of her family. She put the board back into place and went to her older brothers room. She opened the door and noticed that it was a girls room. The girl stood from her bed and screamed for her mother. Her mam came up and her mother explained what was going on. Leslie took five giant steps from the door and knelt. She pulled at the floor board and it didn't bugde. "My husband nailed that down when we moved in. It would make too much noise at night." The woman said. "Do you have a hammer?" Leslie asked. "Do you want the box that was in there?" The girl asked. She was about 15, she had brown hair and brown eyes like her mother. Leslie nodded. The girl went to her closet and pulled out a bag. We went into all the rooms that we were occupying and took the boxs out. Nothing was taken from any of them, the money if still in there." The girl said. There were 5 boxes in the bag. 'Mom' was written on the first one. 'Dad' was written on the second. 'Marcy' on the third. 'Greg' on the fourth and 'Chris' on the fifth. Her younger brother had really bad hand writting. "Thank you." She said and added her box to the others. The girl nodded and her mother walked her to the door. "If you don't mind me asking, was your family the family that died in this home?" The woman asked and Leslie nodded. "Five very nice people." Leslie said and walked away. Down the road to the main road to catch a cab.
Randy sat on his bed in his hanes looking at the box. He still hadn't opened it. He tooka deep breath and tore off the wrapping paper. He opened the box and there sat a small card. 'If you're reading this then I have probably left you. Getting to close or maybe not telling you soon enough. I want to thank you for helping me that night and here is a little token of my graditude.' He put the card down and looked in the box. There was another dog tag in it. He grabbed the piece of metal and almost dropped it. '831' was pressed into it. He laid back on the bed and looked at the ceiling. 'I love you too.' He thought before he got up and walked into the bathroom.
Dave knocked on the door to Randys room once and it flew open. "Hey man." Randy said and stepped off to the side to let Dave in. "Where's the girl?" Batista asked and Randy laughed. "What girl?" He asked and Dave gave him a questioning look. "What are you on?" Batista asked and Randy just 'pfff'ed him and walked into the kitchen. Dave went to the bed and looked into the kitchen he looed int he box and saw that there was nothing in there. "She gave you an empty box?" Dave laughed and Randy stuck his hand out. His dog tags hung from it. Batista saw the third one. He crossed the room and took the dog tags from Randy. He read the last dog tag about ten times before he gave up. "831?" He asked finally. "8 letters, 3 words, 1 meaning." Randy said. "8 letters, 3 words, 1 meaning? What does that mean?" Dave asked. "8 letters. I L-O-V-E Y-O-U, 3 words. I love you. 1 meaning." Randy told Dave as he flipped a pancake. "Do you want breakfast?" Randy called out and Dave stood there with tears filling his eyes. 'She loved him, he loved her, why couldn't they figure it out sooner?' Batista asked himself.
Leslie walked up the steps and into the hotel room. It smelled clean but it looked
dingy. She kicked the door closed and walked over to the bed. She put the trash bag down on the
bed and sat down near the pillows. She pulled her jacket off and put her bag by the bed. She
opened the bag and pulled out the first box. It was her older brothers. She took a deep breath
and pulled off the top. A spider came scurring out and she jumped while squealing. She pulled
off her flip-flop and smacked it to death. She pushed it off the bed then sat back down. She
took another deep breath and pulled out the first sheet of paper. It was a letter to God.
'Dear God,
Please let my mom get through my dads death ok. She seems to become more and
more distant from us. Leslie is starting to ask questions about dad and I can't answer all of
them. Yesterday and she asked something I didn't know and I snapped at her. I didn't mean to but
I didn't know the answer. I wanted to know I just didn't know it. Marcy just said her first
word while Greg took his first steps. Please let my mom come back around to loving us the way
she did before. Please.
Sincerly,
Chris'
Leslie wipped away the tears and reached in for the next box.
Randy walked into the confrence room and sat down next to Stacy. She looked at him and he smiled. "Hey." He said and she smiled back at him. "Hi." She said then looked forward when Vince cleared his throat. "Leslie is gone as far as he know, she has left little behind, but that is not the point." Vince said and they all just hung their heads. She might have been shy but she made a huge impact on all the wreslters. "We have a new RAW DIVA coming in and I was thinking of putting her on SMACKDOW as Randy's manager. How about that?" Vince asked. Randy stood up and shook his head. "I'll be fine on my own. I believe that she will come back. It's just a matter of time." He said then sat back down.
Leslie woke up with papers all around her and a horn blowing. 'Fuck." She thought then scampered out of the room. After shoving all the papers into the bag. She grabbed her abg with her clothes and ran out to meet the cab driver. She got in and told him to take her to the airport. The next show was in Washington. She knew what hotel they were staying at.
Randy walked into the hotel and held out his hand. He was there with Dave and Paul. "I'm sorry sir, but your room key has already been taken up." The woman said and he gave her a questioning look. "Stacy did say that she would meet you at the hotel, maybe she took your key and is waiting for you in her bra and panties." Dave said and they all headed for the elevator. They stepped off the elevator and they walked to his door. There was a note on the door that said 'follow the trail.' He looked at the two and opened the door. The lights were off and there were candles at lead to the bathroom, back out, to the kitchen, back out and to the bed. Then back to the door. Randy looked back at Paul and Dave. They seemed to be lost aslo. "Skip all ot them and just walk to the bed." Paul said and Randy followed the candles to the bathroom. He walked in and the lights were on. He pulled back to curtian to the tub and the tub was filled with red water. "Shit." Dave said as he took a step back. "Leslie's mother killed herself in the tub by slitting her wrists and ankles. She found her like that. Her brother also drowned himself in the tub." Randy explained. They followed the candles to the kitchen and saw the nooses. He saw a piece of paper taped to one of the nooses.
"'I found Frank hanging in the kitchen today, I guess he had done it last night cause his body was cold. I took him down and burried him in the garage. None of the kids go in there so I don't have to worry about them finding him.'" "Her father must have hung himself." Randy said. "'I had one of the neighbrs whose dog just died stab it with a metal bar and then I told the kids that dad died at work and that they didn't find his body. They all believed me. I wonder if maybe he put a curse on the house.'" Randy read out loud to the other two men. He then looked over and saw another piece tied to the other noose.
"'I don't know how much more I can take. Leslie stabbed my husband to death because he was raping her. She keeps saying that she is going to be the next one to go. I don't know if I'll be able to raise her. She is a nice kid and all but she is just to messed up. She watched her brother dorwned for Gods sake. She found all her siblings dead and she found her mother. I don't know if I can go on looking into her eyes and seeing my brother. I don't know if I can keep looking at her and seeing her family dead on her face. I just don't know.'" Randy read out loud and they all looked at each other. "She went through a lot." Dave said and Paul nodded. "I just thought she was fucked up because of what Snitsky did to her." Paul said. Randy and the other rwo walked out and followed the candles to the bed. There was a piece of paper on the bed.
"'I've had a lot of time to think since school started again for the kids. Marcy and Greg are at the babysitters. I think I know why Frank hung himself. Maybe it was because I was going to take the kids and leave him. Maybe it was because I was having an affair with his brother. I'm not sure. Or maybe it was a combination of the two. All I know is that I don't want my little girls growing up to be like me. If they find a man that they want to stick with by God they better stick with him, cause weather I'm dead or not I'll kick their asses. Leslie was taking about marring one of them wrestling fellows. The guys on the tv that slam each other around for money. I told her she better not, or I'd kick her ass. I just want what's best for my little ones and I'm not sure I can do it. Leslie got real sick and we all went in her room and carved our names into her ceiling. Show her that we were all there. I don't know if she'll pull through. Doc says she might not make it. I don't know if I can deal with the loss of another family member. I want my little girls to have a great life. With or without me, I don't care, I just want them to be happy.'" Randy read and they all had tears ready to run down their faces.
"Is Mr. Orton in yet?" Stacy asked as she walked to the check in counter. "Yes he has, but a no disturb sign has been put up and a young woman came down to tell us not to let any one up to his room." The woman said and Stacy stormed off to the elevator. She'd show him.