Title: This Love
Author: October
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I don't own the WWE, or any characters. Only the plot. Everything else belongs to the WWE.
Warnings: Strong sexual content, language, light violence
Characters: Amy, Adam, Matt, Trish, Jay

Summary: Amy realizes that she needs to get serious about her life. So she makes a few changes. She's supposed to be happy. She's supposed to have everything she needs and wants. And she's supposed to love him with all her heart. So why doesn't she?

Authors Note: This story starts out at present time, and goes in and out of flashbacks, then returns to present time in the end. I'll try to add dates and such so no one is confused. Also, I'm putting 'A Thirst for Blood' on hold. I've just started writing this and I've got everything planned out. This one is my main story right now.

Prologue

Adam Copeland stood in the locker room he'd been sharing with his best friend, Jay Reso. Although their on-screen team had been broken up, they continued to share locker rooms. He ran his hand through his long blonde hair, letting out a sigh as he stared at his reflection. He hadn't shaved in a few days, and he had dark circles around his eyes. He looked absolutely exhausted, and he felt it too. He hadn't exactly been sleeping well for the past two weeks. All he did was toss and turn as his thoughts always drifted back to the same woman. The woman who's heart he'd broken.

Flashback: two weeks ago

"Is something wrong?" she asked, furrowing her eyebrows as she gazed at the said expression on his face.

"I…" he sighed, regaining the strength to speak. "I can't do this anymore." His eyes shot down to the floor as he heard her sharp intake of air.

"Can't… can't do w-what anymore?" she asked, already knowing the answer. It was obvious from the shaking of her voice as she tilted her head, trying to glance at his face.

"This," Adam said, gesturing between the two of them as he looked back up. Tears were obviously welling up in his eyes. "I can't do this. I can't be with you randomly like this. I c-can't stand to know that you're going to go back to him. I can't listen to you say 'goodbye' again."

She felt her throat constricting as a sob tried to escape. She held it back, and instead let tears silently roll down her face. She couldn't speak. She felt like she was going to puke.

He continued. "I have no choice. I can't hear you say goodbye anymore."

Present time

It was hard. It was hard to look at her face, to hear her try to stifle the cries he knew she wanted to let out. But it was even harder to deal with the fact that he knew she'd never be his again. All those random nights… at least she was his, even if only for a night. Now she was all his. And he hated that fact more than anything.

But he knew, deep down, that he'd made the right decision. It was best for both of them. He knew it hurt her just as much to say goodbye as it did for him to hear it. He knew because this time, it had been him saying it, and her hearing it.

He had said it. It was the first time, and the last time he'd ever have to say it to her.

"Goodbye."

Authors Note 02: I know it's kind of confusing at first, but the prologue is supposed ot be that way. The next chapter should give more of the plot away.