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 6: Just A Little Time.
"No, no, this CAN'T possibly be true!" Chris Irvine bellowed before once again, pacing up and down the hall. His hands now imbedded in his shoulder length, golden locks. The news that they had just told him was impossible to believe, incomprehensible to what he was feeling just now, being the first to know, being the first to hurt.
"Please, Mr. Irvine, calm down, you're starting to make a scene." One of the doctors whispered, warily of the odd looks and stares they were getting from the other sick patients around them.
"I don't give a DAMN!" Chris stated, obviously frustrated, "Man, this is her CAREER we're talking about. I just, I just, don't understand how this could've happened…"
"I'm sorry. We're sorry."
"Sorry? You're sorry! No, no, no. I'm sorry," He paused for a minute, "I should have been there for her, you know."
Both men stood in silence.
"Well, does she know?"
"No, no, not just yet. We both thought, that it would be in the best interest of Miss. Keibler to have one of her close friends or relatives in the room, by her side so that she has the support needed to get through this."
Get through this?
Those three little words sunk into Chris' mind. What if Stacy never got over it? She'd be in a horrible mess for the rest of her life. Knowing what the doctors would tell her would destroy her, no, that wasn't the right word. It would absolutely devastate her.
"Mr. Irvine?"
"Huh? Oh sorry," Chris replied, being snapped quickly out of his deep yet questionable thoughts. He was worried, not just for his reasons alone, but for Stacy. It was her life they were screwing with and not his own.
"Are you sure you want to tell her? Can't it just wait? I mean, damnit, she's already been hurt once, please, don't hurt her again."
"Mr. Irvine, it isn't in our best interest, or hers to keep something this important from our patients, they deserve not to be lied to nor deceived in any way."
Chris glanced up at them with the most pleading, meaningful, saddened eyes. He really meant what he said. He didn't want to see her hurt or under any pain. She was the most important person in his life and he'd do anything to keep this devastating secret from her, he would even beg.
"Please, please, please let me tell her," He whispered, forcing back the tears. "All I want is a chance, please, give me that chance. I beg you."
Both men glanced over at each other and then back to their main focus, Chris Jericho. They frowned before giving an answer…
"Alright," One doctor said, "You have got three days to tell Miss. Keibler,"
"No more, no less," The second doctor continued, "If you fail to tell Miss. Keibler by the time the clock strikes, hm, lets say, nine o'clock Friday Morning, we will be forced to tell her ourselves."
Suddenly, Chris' face lit up like a Christmas tree with a wide smile, "You guys won't be sorry! I promise you!" He promised them.
"Oh we won't."
Taking no notice of the little comment just made by one of the doctors, Chris asked for directions to Stacy's hospital room. All he wanted to do was hug her, hold her close and never let go. He wanted to take away her pain and put a smile on her face.
"Just walk down the hall, turn left, keep walking and it should be the third door to your right. You really can't miss it."
Chris nodded eagerly before he made his way down the hall. He didn't dare to look back, incase they decided to change their minds on the matter. They had no clue on how much this really meant to him. Just to have a chance of thinking things through. To tell her the way that he wanted to, not the way they would have.
To tell her how much he had missed her…
Note: Another short chapter that I hoped you guys liked it. Very Chris centered, really. But nice nevertheless, it was good. Took me a little while to write it, but what do you have to motivate a girl like me to write such an interesting story like this? Reviews, that's what! So please, keep your reviews flowing. I love your continuous love and support you give me, so thank you. Perhaps instead of a Note I usually put here, I'll do a few readers responses. How does that sound? Read and Review!
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