A/N: Jasmin63 - Lmao, yep. I love that song. I rewrote it to fit me and Jeff Hardy, lol. I know, they were the first people I thought of, especially since I found the song in a tribute to Mickie on YouTube. lol

IBroughtSexyBack,Bitch. - Lmao, I can't help but torture Christian. (pouts) I want to make him be one of the main people...even if it costs him something dearly. (tears) Pfft...Christian is so not emo. He's a happy dude who wants people to talk to him and wants Denise to go away and for me to comfort him. (winks) Lmao, yes, we're huge whores. After all, we banged my locker..at the same time. lol But then today I had to bang it alone..(tears) lol

The Hardyz' Ho (MTD) - Awh..you know you love me though. (winks) Yes, I know I'm a whore and I'm damn proud. (Would a goody-goody girl have a dozen boyfriends?) lol. (glares at Snickers) How dare you. E&C were like..the best tag-team ever. Hardyz are a close second. Have you watched how hilarious my Canadians are? Awh..dressing like Elvis, hitting the nail on the head when they said New Jersey's full of skanks and hos (explains why I'm here) and just...being them. lol

red hot fired rose - Lol, should I ask why you were laughing? Lmao. I know, Christian's like the hottest thing ever...(deep sigh) lol

Uh.WhoDoYasThink!TAYLOR. :... - Lmao, of course you're an inspiration for the story...Lol. I'm so sure you didn't expect the evil scissors to do that. (rolls eyes) I love your thought about the long review thing. She has long stories too..EDGE LEAVING WOULD BE A HORRIBLE THING! John leaving wouldn't be a huge loss though...(taps chin in thought) Hmm...

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Trish shook her head as she opened the door to the gym. John followed closely behind her, looking around for the other guys. Trish pushed her hair behind her ear and smiled at seeing Jackie talking to Gail Kim, So Cal Val, and Torrie.

"Hey, guys." The small blonde waved as she looked at the three girls.

"Hey, Trish!" Jackie grinned as she pulled Trish into a tight hug.

"Anyone else here?" Trish stretched out her back, being cramped in John's car on the way here.

"Uhm... Stacy and Alex are dancing or talking to Nash or something. Lita, I have no idea...I think she was over by the punch bowl with Christian, and Randy and Dave are talking to some guys." Torrie stared at her nails as she explained, chewing on her lip casually.

"Fun." Trish nodded as she glanced around, taking a quick scan of what was going on. 'Buttons' by the Pussycat Dolls was on. People were dancing and having a good time, like always. She glanced over and saw John had found Randy and Dave.

"Guys, I'm gonna go vote for King & Queen. Be back in a bit." Torrie winked and started to head away.

"I'll come with!" Trish followed her quickly. Jackie glanced at So Cal and Gail and shrugged, walking towards Chris and some guys.

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"Hey ladies." Shawn Michaels waved as he leaned on the table that held two boxes, two stacks of paper and a couple pens. "Just check whoever you want to win." Triple H stood next to him, talking to Stephanie about how beautiful she looked tonight.

"Okay." Torrie grinned and took a paper and a pen. "Who are you voting for?" She asked Trish anxiously. Trish shrugged as her eyes scanned the list in her hand.

"Uhm...I'm not telling you. It's supposed to be a secret." She lied, not really sure who to vote for. Awh, hell... Li's your best friend. But so is Jackie... Trish shook her head. Okay...eenie-meenie-minie-mo. The winner I pick... She continued to think to herself, staring frustratedly at the white paper.

"Wow, is the competition that stiff?" Stacy asked jokingly as she walked up to the two. Torrie giggled and placed her vote in the box for Queen and took a King one. Trish just stared at her paper harder. "Uhm... Trish?" Stacy poked Trish's side. Trish jumped and looked at Stacy wide eyed.

"Stacy!" She glared. "That was mean."

"Well you weren't answering." Stacy said defiantly as she shook her head. Trish groaned.

"What do you want?" She asked, just closing her eyes and checking the name she picked on. Lita's. Trish shrugged and put it in the box. She turned to walk away.

"What is up with you?" Stacy asked, raising an eyebrow. "I come over to chat and you're all pissed off already. You didn't bump into Chris, did you?" Torrie crossed her arms and chewed on her lip afted placing the King paper in the box. She eyed the two.

"Chris? Pfft...no." Trish shook her head, spotting the guy sitting at a table with Alex, Nash, and a few other guys. His face was getting red and he looked like he was screaming, but she couldn't hear him. Stacy contined to raise an eyebrow before letting her gaze follow Trish's.

"Ohh..." She mumbled, seeing what she was looking at. "Trish, don't worry about him, okay? If it's in the past, it's in the past. He said don't talk to him, so just forget him."

"Yeah," Torrie piped up, "He doesn't yell at anyone but Alex pretty much. Those two go like all the way back to pre-k when Alex stole Chris' girl." Torrie waved them off. Trish and Stacy just stared at her for a bit.

"How do you know that?" Trish asked slowly, her eyes wandering back to Chris. Torrie just studied the ground.

"I...may of had something to do with it." She said innocently.

"You slut!" Stacy exclaimed as she shook her head.

"Like you should talk?" Torrie shot back. Stacy gasped and glared, but cracked a smile. Torrie did the same and the two girls hugged.

"You two scare me, y'know that?" Trish shook her head. "But I'm...gonna go see if Lita's here yet." She shook her head and slipped away.

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Christian stared at the punch bowl longingly. He tapped the ladel with his forefinger and watched it spin in a circle around the circle shaped bowl. He chewed on his lip and fingered his pocket cautiously. He drew a small sigh of relief when he knew that it was still there.

"Hey." Lita winked as she sat next to him at the small white table. "You okay?" She asked worridly. Christian nodded.

"Yeah." He let his eyes drift away from the red liquid and to his girlfriend. "Just tired is all."

"Okay...If you're sure. Edge was looking for you over by the corner." She studied her nail for a bit. "You vote yet?" Christian mentally slapped himself.

"Uhm...I'm gonna go do that now." He stood up quickly and put his hand on his pocket protectively as he slipped away. Lita sighed as she slid down into her seat a bit, blowing her red hair out of her face.

"Hey!" Torrie and Stacy both sat on either side of her. Lita forced a smile.

"Hey." She watched Christian disappear into the crowd.

"Christian's lookin' good tonight." Stacy winked. Lita glared.

"Back off, he's mine." She joked, crossing her arms.

"No, you're using him, bitch." Torrie smiled as she shoved Lita. "I swear, why do we hang out again?" She asked, shaking her head.

"'Cause you know you love me." Lita put on a small smile.

"Of course I do." Torrie shook her head some more. "Can I talk to you...in privet?" She asked, eyeing Stacy quietly.

"Whatever you wanna say to her, you can say infront of me." Stacy narrowed her eyes.

"Nope. We're talking about adult stuff here." Torrie winked. Lita smiled lightly at the situation.

"I am so an adult! Just say it, it can't be that bad." Stacy whined, pouting.

"Stacy, go." Torrie pointed across to room.

"Please?" Stacy put on her best puppy face.

"Go play Go Fish with Alex or something." Torrie glared.

"But-" Stacy was cut off.

"We're talking about her sex life." Torrie lied, smirking slightly.

"Bye!" Stacy stood up, waved, and headed towards Alex without glancing over her shoulder.

"That's always the way to get rid of her." Torrie chuckled. Lita nodded. "So...How are you and Christian?" She asked, not knowing where to start.

"Good."

"Did you tell him?" She asked, eyebrow raised. Lita studied the table quietly. "Lita!"

"What? I couldn't do it. He looked upset." She pouted and played with a strand of hair.

"The longer you wait, the more he'll be hurt." Torrie shook her head. Lita just silently bit on her lip. "I'm gonna go find Dave. Come find me if you need to talk, k?" She gave a reassuring smile.

"Yeah." She nodded. Torrie smiled wider and walked away. Lita pushed her hair back and let her thoughts drown in the music. She bit down on her lip harder, finally pushing herself up to go talk to Christian.

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Trish smiled at John as she shook her head slowly. John just smirked as he wrapped his arm around her and laughed at something Dave said. Torrie approached the three.

"Hey, guys." She waved slightly. Dave smiled and pecked her cheek as he wrapped his arm around her waist.

"You ditched Stace and Li I see?" Trish grinned, trying to push Chris from her mind.

"Yeah." Torrie tried to chuckle. She looked around and spotted Kane staring at Christy Hemme blankly. Trish also noticed and smiled. John shook his head and smiled at Dave, who rolled his eyes slightly.

"Hey, any of you see Randy anywhere?" John asked suddenly, remembering Randy wasn't in sight.

"I forgot about him." Torrie put her hand on her lips, eyes widening. Dave mouthed an 'oops'. Trish shook her head slowly as she looked around for the guy.

"There he is!" She pointed him out. He was currently sitting at a table and just watching people dance silently. "He looks sad." She mumbled.

"Mm..." Torrie agreed.

"Should we go talk to him?" John asked them all, eyeing his friend unsurely.

"Ye-" Trish was cut off by 'A Million Hearts' by The Starting Line. "Oh my God! John, we are so dancing to this!" She grabbed John's arm and dragged him into the crowd. Torrie smiled up at Dave, who just motioned for her to go to the dance floor.

Chris sat at the table, watching Trish from his spot. Jackie was next to him, staring at her water quietly. She sighed and eyed him. He shook his head and averted his gaze around the crowd, seeing who else was dancing. But his gaze kept wandering back to her.

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Christian ran a hand through his hair as he walked into the boys' bathroom and away from the blaring music. He knew he was ditching Lita on one of the slow dances but he had other concerns now. He walked up to the sink beneath the mirror and stared at his reflection. He gripped the sides and closed his eyes, biting down on his lower lip.

"Calm down, man. You're freaking yourself out." He muttered, taking a deep breath and exhaling. "Nothing bad'll happen. It's for the better..." He tried explaining to himself. "Calm down..."

"You okay?" A voice instantly caught Christian's attention. He turned around and his face hardened at seeing Alex standing there, eyebrow raised so that his blonde hair was covering it.

"I'm fine." Christian turned back to the mirror and glared at Alex in the reflection.

"You sure?" Alex put a hand on Christian's shoulder lightly.

"Yes." Christian continued on glaring into the mirror. "Now can you leave me alone?" He asked darkly, anger dripping in each word. Alex nodded, pushed his hair out of his eyes and backed towards the door.

"Uhm...Okay...If you need me-" He was cut off.

"I won't." Christian was now looking at him fully. Alex nodded some more, slower this time.

"Uh...yeah." And with that, he walked out of the bathroom. Christian sighed and let his head drop so that he was staring at the floor. He couldn't do this...could he?

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"'Bout time you got back." Lita grinned up at Christian as he walked up to her, looking a bit uneasy. 'Listen To Your Heart' by DHT started to play. The red head cleared her throat, feeling uneasy now. "I've been looking for you. There's something we need to talk about..." Christian nodded as he leaned against the wall, crossing his arms.

"Go on..."

"Okay..." Lita looked around and spotted Torrie dancing with Dave. She took a brave breath and began, "I really don't know how to say this...but...this relationship's been a fake." She stared at the ground now. Christian's eyes widened as he blinked.

"Huh?" Shock coming over his anger.

"I...I don't really love you. I...I was just wanting to make Randy jealous. Stacy likes you." Lita didn't need to look at him to know he was glaring daggers at her.

"So you used me..." He muttered, hands balled into fists.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean for it to come this far. I was going to tell you-" She was cut off.

"Was?" He asked, eyebrow raised high now.

"I just never found a good time." She felt her lip quiver. This was the last thing she wanted. Christian shook his head, a deep sigh escaping his lips.

"Lita..." He ran a hand through his hair.

"I'm sorry." She felt hot tears build up as she finally looked at him. She blinked away the blurry vision, but it only came on stronger. He raised his hand, as if to slap her, but dropped his hand at the last minute. Lita let out a sob, the tears streaming down her cheeks now. Christian looked away, reaching his hand into his pocket until he felt the cool metal. A slow and steady smirk appearing on his lips.

"Heh...My life sucks, huh? The girl I love loves another guy, and the girl I'm dating was using me." Christian shook his head as he cracked an insane smile. "I...I give up." He chuckled. Suddenly, his grin disappeared and he looked away, towards the crowd, and a frown was on his face.

"I'm sorry." She repeated, wanting to disappear now. She sobbed some more, frustratedly pushing the tears away with the back of her hand. Christian closed his eyes as his hand emerged from his pocket with a small, gray gun. Lita's eyes widened.

"You can't do this." She cried. People barely noticed, seeing as they were towards the back of the room. "I'm sorry."

"Sorry isn't good enough." Christian mumbled and fingered the gun slowly.

"Hey, you two see Ran-" Alex was cut off by Christian whipping around and putting the gun up to his forehead. The multi-colored hair guy just stopped in his tracks, eyes wide. Stacy's eyes widened as well as she put her hand up to her lips.

"Chris-" She was cut off, eyes filling with tears as well.

"Shut up." Christian snapped, glaring at her. Alex's eyes went back down to normal as his hair fell into his face and blocked his view. He studied the crowd, heart beating rapidly. "I was going to use this on you, but I found someone else who deserves your punishment." Christian spat. He lowered the gun and walked into the crowd, searching for that person. Alex only stared ahead of himself, seeming to of seen his life flash before his eyes.

"Are you okay?" Stacy asked, hugging him tightly. Alex nodded as he hugged her back, resting his chin on her head and staring at Lita.

"What did you say to him?" He asked slowly, pushing his hair out of his eyes as he swallowed nervously. Lita shrugged as she fell to her knees, tears continuing to stream down her face.

"I'm sorry..." She repeated, bowing her head down and her hair falling in her face.

"Li, tell us what you said to him." Stacy kneeled infront of her. Lita just sat there for a bit longer, mumbling 'I'm sorry' over and over again.

"She's probably in shock." Alex muttered as he frowned, trying to shake off the thought he could've been killed.

"Lita, please." Stacy begged even further as she shook Lita's shoulders. The red head only cried some more.

"R...Randy." She said in-between sobs. "He's going after Randy." She let herself fall into Stacy, sobbing some more. Stacy looked at Alex quickly, eyes wide. Alex jumped to his feet, running off in the direction Christian had left.

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"Man, you're so going to pay for that." John laughed as he shoved Dave. Dave chuckled.

"Hey, Randy!" He waved and watched Randy approach them, Trish, and Torrie. "Thought you died."

"Nah." Randy shook his head. He yawned. "I'm thinking of going home early. Not feeling the best, y'know?" He shrugged.

"You need a ride home?" John asked as he raised an eyebrow.

"Nah. I'm good." He waved him off. "'Night guys." He waved and turned on his heel.

"'Night." Trish smiled as she watched him turn around and then smiled even more as another person approached the group. "Hey, Christian!" She waved. Christian ignored her as he walked straight up to Randy.

"Hey?" Randy blinked. "You okay?" Christian just glared at Randy even more. "Dude?" Randy looked Christian in the eye. "Hello?"

"Fuck you." Christian mumbled and turned on his heel, as if to leave.

"What? Man, what is your problem?" Randy yelled out, not seeing why he was saying that. Trish just eyed John carefully. Torrie chewed on her lip. Christian turned back around after a few steps and closed his eyes, taking a deep breath.

"You are." He muttered, not sure if Randy heard him. He didn't care though. He brought the gun up at arm's length and pointed it at Randy's chest. Randy froze, eyes wide. People stopped dancing and partying at this and stared. Someone even shut the music off. Everyone was silent and didn't dare to move.

"Dude, think about what you're doing." Randy nervously chuckled. "Do you really wanna shoot me?" He went to take a step foward, but stopped when Christian tightened his grip on the gun. Christian turned his head to the side, closed his eyes, and went to pull the trigger.

"RANDY!" A voice rang out. Randy looked over and spotted Lita running towards him.

"LI-" Randy was cut off by a loud bang and being tackled to the ground. There was a loud scream and someone moaning in pain...then silence. Christian's eyes watered up as he dropped the gun, falling to his knees and looking at what happened.

"LITA!" Trish's eyes overflowed with tears as she watched her red headed friend crumple up into a ball and moan in pain. Torrie's eyes glassed over as she turned her head away, the scene sickening her. Dave pulled Torrie into his arms and rubbed her back as if to console her. John stood, frozen to his spot.

"Oh my God." Stacy's eyes widened. Alex closed his eyes and bit on his lip. Randy looked up from his spot on his back and his eyes grew wider that Stacy's.

"Lita..." He muttered, crawling over to her. "Lita..." He rolled her over onto her back and cradled her head in his lap. "Li...Say something." He begged, eyes watering. Lita just laid there, a pained expression on her face. Randy bowed his head and closed his eyes, not believing this was true.

"This isn't happening." He tried to force himself to believe. "Lita, you're not gone...Please." He begged some more, hugging her to his chest. "This is all my fault. You can't be the one going. I should be..." He cried some more. Christian shook violently from his spot, not knowing what to do or say.

"How could you?" Jen snapped from her position next to JT and Erica in the crowd. "You heartless bastard!" She shouted.

"Jen, calm down." Erica grabbed her shoulders and led her away. JT just stared, feeling responsible. She closed her eyes and followed her two friends away.

"I'm sorry..." Christian finally said, only to himself though. He stared at the gun longingly. "I'm sorry..."

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"Whatever you say or do will be held against you in a court of law." A cop said as he shoved Christian into the back of the police car. Stacy swallowed the lump in her throat as she turned around and buried her face in Alex's chest. He only closed his eyes and rubbed her back.

"Never in a million years would I of thought this would happen." Vince muttered as he shook his head slowly and watched the car pull away.

"Trish." Trish turned and glanced at Chris, who was shifting uncomfortably.

"...Chris." She mumbled.

"Look...I'm sorry." He said quickly, chewing on his lip. "I...I don't want us to end up like that." He motioned lightly to the car leaving.

"Yeah...Me neither." Trish muttered as she studied the ground. John stood next to her, watching the conversation quietly.

"I really wanna stay friends with you. I mean, you were the best thing that happened to me." He looked at her solomnly. Trish forced a small smile, but it was enitrely fake. She couldn't even think of smiling when her best friend was shot right infront of her.

"Yeah."

"I'm gonna go check up on Jackie." He motioned to Jackie uneasily. "But, I'll talk to ya later." He gave her a quick hug and walked away. Trish sighed deeply as she looked at John.

"You wanna head home?" He asked, wrapping an arm around her shoulders.

"...Yeah." Trish nodded as she let him lead her to his car.

"You heading home, too?" Dave looked at Randy, not wanting to stay here anymore.

"...No... I'm gonna stay." Randy nodded and swallowed the lump building in his throat as he nodded. Dave nodded as well and wrapped his arm around Torrie's waist, leading her away. Randy ran a hand through his hair as he looked back into the desserted gym. Lita was being loaded up into an ambulence, straight to the hospital. Randy hopped in the back with her, not caring what the paramedics said.

"I'm so sorry, Li. You didn't have to die like that..." He mumbled, chewing on his lip. Lita just laid there on the stretcher, eyes closed and breaths coming in slowly and raspy. "I'm so so sorry...I...I don't know what to say." Randy forced a smile but it fell as his tears welled up.

"Randy..." Lita struggled to say. She coughed and bit her lip as she opened her teary, hazel eyes. Randy leaned foward at the sound of her voice.

"Li?" He asked, some joy in his voice.

"I...I want to tell you..." Lita paused as she coughed again, "I love you." She closed her eyes and let her head sink down a bit on the stretcher. Randy stared at her for a bit, watching her breathing slow down. He smiled softly as he stroked her hair from her face.

"I love you, too, Li. I love you, too."

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A/N: Awh...It made me cry. (tears) Guess you weren't expecting that, eh? I know, I was originally planning for it to be Randy dead...but something made me want it to be Lita. (shrugs) Uhm...Hopefully you all liked this chapter and I love all of you who reviewed, especially if you followed me from the beginning. I LOVE YOU GUYS AND YOU GUYS RULE!