Title: Goodbye Isn't Forever

Author(s): Sailor Starlight Girl

Genre: Romance

Rating: T

Disclaimer: I do not, under any circumstances own or claim to own World Wrestling Entertainment (WWE) under any purpose, way or form. WWE is © Vincent Kennedy McMahon unless stated otherwise.

Chapter 2: You Don't Deserve This

'Love is worth fighting for' I read. It was another one of those quotes that really makes you think. Think about all the problems and all those pointless rhetorical questions that you have about your own life.

Is love really worth that much? Worth as much as someone who is willing to put herself on the line for that perfect family that never really existed, as she had hoped it would?

Is he worth fighting for?

Stacy Keibler brushed another strand of her luscious blonde locks from her face, reading this quote had made her wonder if her relationship was worth fighting for. After all, the man she admired and loved very much had walked out on her, despite the fact that she had begged him not to go. But he ignored her plea and got up and left.

The blonde again took a sip of her almost cold cup of coffee. Her nose scrunched up at the horrible taste of it. Stacy hated coffee. Nevertheless, she drank it anyway.

Placing the foam cup down beside the plate of untouched fruit salad she had carelessly ordered around an hour ago, Stacy reached down for her black leather handbag, sitting promptly beside her. Inside, she took out a note book and a pen and began scribbling something down.

Afterwards, she took the small piece of paper, folded it up and placed it back in her purse along with the pen down beside it.

"Hey what's a pretty girl like you doing in a place like this?" A startling voice questioned the blonde. Glancing up, Stacy made an attempt to smile back at the voice.

"Chris!" Stacy proclaimed, shocked that one of her closest friends had found her here, in a run down coffee shop, which was located in the outskirts of New York City. "How did you-"

"Victoria saw you."

"Oh." Stacy replied bitterly taking another sip of her bitter cold, coffee. Chris blinked, almost taken a back by his friend's response. "I suppose she told you about our relationship then?"

"No, I heard from Trish and I'm sorry things had to turn out that way." Chris Jericho responded in a tone that had a soothing ring to it.

"Chris… I don't need your pity nor do I need anybody else's, okay!" The female scolded, obviously drawing attention to herself and her close friend.

"Stacy, I don't pity you. You know that. I'm here as a friend to comfort you."

"Then why does it sound that way, huh Chris?" Stacy shouted before standing up and making her way towards the front desk with the bill for her uneaten 'meal' and coffee that she had ordered.

"I… Stacy… Please, it's not pity, okay? Believe me when I say this…" Chris replied whilst following his friend.

A "chubby" white woman with shoulder length dirty grey locks sat at the desk, her eyes a dull brown and her name tag said, "Doris". She smiled as Stacy paid her with all these green notes. Most likely, she had never seen this much money in such a long time.

"Well that comes up to… fifteen dollars." Doris stated, pushing keys upon the old sliver cash register.

"Thanks and you can keep the change. Also, could I have this coffee to go, please?" The blonde asked, sounding slightly irritated from Chris' wining and carrying on. As Doris began pouring in the cold coffee into a more suited container, Stacy turned around and glared at Chris.

"Just stop it okay… You don't know anything… You don't know what I've been through within the last forty eight hours!"

Chris shrugged, "That may be right, Stacy, but that doesn't stop me worrying about you."

"If you really care about me Chris, you'd mind your own damn business!" Stacy shouted, taking the cup from the counter whilst turning around towards the old sliding door.

"You made it my business. Stace, you're my friend, I do care about you…" The blonde male replied, smiling softly. "Now c'mon, let's go back to the arena to talk about this, huh?"

Stacy stared at Chris for a moment, her eyes glistening with tears. He really did care about her, she realized. He really, really did. But after all, they happened to be the closest of friends, so why wouldn't he care?

"Oh Stace…" Chris sighed, taking the emotional blonde gently into his arms. He held her in his arms as she cried a little. "You don't deserve this… You don't deserve this at all."

Note: Oh my gosh! I cannot believe how many reviews I've just gotten from that fairly short prologue. Thank you all for being so kind, especially keiblerorton whom gave me really good feedback, which I enjoy very much. Oh and guys, just so we're clear, there are under any circumstances, going to be any Mary Sues in this Fan Fiction. All original characters and plot. Oh yes, before I forget, please keep sending in your feedback, I appreciate it very much, even if it's like, what, two whole words?

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