----Miko's pov

"Pain is an inevitable part of life" I whisper in her ear trying to make her stop crying. I then held her feet in my hand as I slowly and carefully pull out the broken pieces of glass that she stepped on.

"I was so scared. The power went off and I… I…"

"Don't you trust me? Don't you know that I'll never leave you? I'll always be by your side no matter what" I sincerely said as I kissed her forehead and held her closer to me.

"Don't ever leave me Miko" she muttered as the long day we had has finally caught up with her and she slowly closed her eyes and slept in my bed.

I watched her, as I do every time I have a chance to. Wishing with all my might that someday, somehow are situation would change and we won't be hiding from her parents anymore. Then as soon as I extended my and to brush away the strand of hair in her face she started fading

"MICHELL!" I awoke startled from my dream, or was it a nightmare? I immediately looked around trying to find anything, anything that I could hold on for my dear life. Anything to hint or prove to me that she was indeed in my room…

But again, just like every night the last 7 months… nothing, utterly and completely no sign of her in my life. I can't help but feel angry at her! She promised me a lifetime, she promised to not let anything stand between us… she should have looked for me, should have never given up but she did.

And at the same time, I can't help my heart breaking for her. The moment she saw my name engraved in the stone… I knew she wants to badly break down but still trying to be strong. I saw the tears which made me look away. I could never watch her cry, I rather be beaten up in a bloody pulp than see a single tear from her soulful eyes.

Could I really blame her for believing I was dead when all the evidences points in that direction? But I'm not dead, far from it. Two years ago I woke up from my comatose state with amnesia. I can't remember a thing. That was two years ago and I suppose I was content for a long while then, starting a new life and all… I didn't see the need to hold on to the past when it is the present and future that is important. And then something happens that turn my world upside down.

I was in the attic when I saw a box collecting dust in the far end corner. And as I was trying to move it, a picture fell, our picture. And when I asked my parents about it… only then did I found out about her, about our past. And after a lot of times I went through with therapies and going over my past with my parents, I finally slowly regained my memory. With the memories of her came the strong feeling I had always felt for her.

And since I regained my memories I have been following her, watching her try to live her life without me.

"Why? Why does it need to be like this?" I asked out loud to my room, wishing that things were the same as it was two years ago, wishing that I could have seen the truck coming, should have paid more attention to the road that night. If I only did then I wouldn't get in that accident, I wouldn't be in comatose for 5 months…

--- Missy's pov

Isn't life ironic? I chose RAW not only to get nearer to Stephanie, Hunter and Vince but also to avoid having to see John everyday. I was trying to hush the rumors, trying to see John as merely a pawn in my games and not as a friend. Because I know that if started to care about John and see him as something more than a pawn then I'm really going to be in a big trouble, and would be distracted from my goal.

But then… fate still like screwing me over as not only will John be transferred to RAW but Randy and Dave too will be transferred in SD. Dave, I learned to trust him if only a little. I guess I didn't had much choice as he already found out more than enough about my past. He is a good man, and he kept his word, not once did he ever slipped or mention 'that event' again. And Randy? Well, he's nice to me too… Too bad that if given a different situation I would have love to have these people as my friends.

"Thinking about how hot I look Princess?" Randy laughingly asked me as I shook my head of my thoughts and looked at him. He was smirking while flexing his muscles in front of me.

"Dream on will you?" I joked, we smiled a bit and then he suddenly turned serious

"I hate leaving Raw" he admitted as I shrugged

"You're given no choice" I said as he rolled his eyes

"Don't sound too sad Princess" he said sarcastically as I laughed

"Oh come on Orton, wrestling is wrestling no matter where brand you will belong to. And come to think of it, you'll be given better opportunities there, a new field for you to experiment." I said as I sighed "What's your problem anyway"

"Perhaps because my entire career I've been in Raw and all my friends are here. I don't want to start all over again, adjust you know"

"Whatever" I said as something suddenly forced me to look at the dark corner. What I saw made me almost gasp out loud, a man was standing at the corner. A figure that makes me so scared that I don't even understand it

"Missy" Randy waved his hand in front of my face as I looked up at him. "Are you okay? You're trembling" he said as I shook my head and looked back at the corner again. Only this time the figure suddenly disappeared.