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A/N: Ok so I want to start out by saying that I am sooooooooooo sorry for the late update. But work and school takes up most of my days, being a senior in high school is not as grand as it looks ladies and germs. But no complaints, I know I'll miss it when its over. Ok so for all those who have been waiting for an update and didn't review, you have the people who did review and those who wrote me kind, kind messages to thank. So give them all a round of applause, you who wrote and review should give yourselves a pat on the back. This chapter is dedicated to all of you. So anywho back to business, if anyone has any questions I would be more than happy to answer, and this chapter title belongs to Saosin, I'm not to happy that these guys are starting to get attention, not that they didn't before but now all of sudden they are on the radio, but Saosin was way better when Anthony Green (That hot, hot boy) was lead singer. Still they rock with the new guy, mhm, yes they do :D
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John gripped the steering wheel tight as he huffed awaiting for the red singnal to turn green in hopes of finding Stacy walking down the street with her bags in hand. It had been 3 days since Stacy went missing, and all sorts of thoughts swirled around his head, even worse his nightmares. John kept imagining Stacy in a white flowy dress and her long hair blowing in the wind calling out to him on a beautiful beach with clear waters and skies, and in this dream the moment they came to touching hands Stacy would scream and be ripped away from him and all his surroundings would go black.
The light turned green and when John didn't go the person beside him gave him a light nudge.
"Go John." Amy said
John began to drive and hated the silence that filled the car, and the one question no one in that car wanted to be asked was asked.
"Where could she have gone?" John asked desperately as he turned to face Amy who was staring out the passenger window with sadness.
"I honestly have no idea." Lita answered sadly.
"I have a question!" Randy stated with a look of anger as he propped himself up from the back seat.
John and Lita looked at eachother with annoyance and rolled their eyes waiting for a sarcastic remark to come out of the young Ortons mouth.
"What Randy?" Amy asked as she took a deep breath to prepare herself.
"Why wasn't anyone watching her?" He asked with attitude.
"Um maybe because we have lives to Randy, besides, she didn't seem to interested in having any company." Lita replied continuing to stare out the window in search of Stacy.
Randy shook his head and sat back in the seat continuing on with the search as well.
Everytime John spotted a tall blonde he would jolt out of his seat with sureness that it was Stacy, only to feel the pressure of disappointment when it wasn't her.
Ring, Ring!
Lita's cellphone and without even waiting for another ring she answered as John and Randy looked over Amy waiting to see who it was.
"Hello?" Amy asked
"Hey its me." The man informed her.
"Oh, hey Chris." Amy said
John and Randy looked on back to the sidewalk scanning the areas for Stacy.
"So still no sign of Stace?" Chris asked.
"No, and we are all so worried. Any word from Dave and Trish?" She asked
"Nope, they said they looked all over uptown and downtown and no sign of her anywhere." He replied with disappointment.
"Ok well if I we find anything we'll be sure to let you know."
"Ok, same here baby. I love you." He said.
"I-I love you to." She said with uncertainty and hung up as quick as she could.
The dial tone blared through Chris' ear peace and hung up the phone with a look of confusion written all over his face.
Chris grabbed his car keys and ran out to his car and began to join the search for Stacy Keibler.
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"Here you go Stace, is there anything else I can get you?" Mickie asked as she handed her a cup hot tea.
"Um, actually there is." Stacy answered.
"What? Anything, just ask." Mickie said with a smile.
"Do you mind going to Dahlias and getting me an Italian salad." Stacy said with a smile.
"Of course I do- wait how do you remember that?" Mickie asked with fear in her voice and on her face.
"I remember more than you know Mickie James. I remember enough to know that you and I aren't really best friends…."
"Yo-you do?" Mickie studdard.
"Of course, we were like sisters!!!" Stacy squealed.
"What? I mean yeah, we were?" Mickie smiled nervously.
"I found this journal of yours, I hope you don't mind, I just flipped through it and it has all the stuff about me in it. All the foods I like, my favorite colors, celebrities, movies, bands…..I figured you must have started after my accident, right?" Stacy smiled
"Yeah I did. I was just so crushed, I didn't know if you were going to live or, or um, ya die. So I started a scrap book of you, just to remember the good times." Mickie lied feeling a sense of satisfaction.
"I'm really sorry that you had to go through that…" Stacy said sadly.
"That doesn't matter now, what matters is that I have my 'sister' back." She smiled.
"I was thinking maybe I should give all my other friends a call, ya know just to let them know I'm ok." Stacy suggested as she pointed to the book with a picture that had them all together at a school dance.
"I've already taken care of it Stace." Mickie lied feeling no guilt.
"But…"
"But nothing, don't you trust me?" Mickie asked.
"Its not that, I just thought that since everyone was concerned I just figured it was a little weird that no one has visited me yet." Stacy said with a sigh.
"Well if they were truly your friends they would have never left your side now would they?" Mickie corrected.
"I guess so…."
"Aw, why don't I go get you that salad?" Mickie asked as she rubbed Stacy's back to comfort her.
Stacy nodded and shook her head.
"Ok, well I'll be back in a little while, call my cell if you need anything. Chow." Mickie said as she gave Stacy a quick kiss.
"Bye." Stacy waved.
Mickie walked out the door and headed of to Daliahs leaving Stacy all by herself.
Stacy walked over to the computer desk in search of piece of paper to doodle, but instead found an address book, with the names, numbers, and addresses to her supposed 'friends'.
She eyed all the names and numbers until her eyes landed on the one she was curious to see.
Stacy picked up the phone and sat in thought deciding weather or not this would be a betrayal to her dear, dear friend Mickie James.
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Trish and Dave sat in silence as he drove on the freeway coming home from a long day of searching for their missing friend. Dave saw from the corner of his eye that Trish had her eyes glued on him, and it was starting to annoy him.
"Did you need something?" He asked with annoyance.
"Yes, some answers would be nice." Trish replied bitterly.
"And what answers might those be?" He asked with irritation.
"How can you do the things you do with me and not feel any remorse for just throwing me away like trash?!" Trish questioned.
"I do not throw you away like trash, your being a drama queen Trish." Dave said trying to sound reasonable.
"How can you say that? You aren't the one being the used!" She snapped.
"What did you expect to happen? Did you think I'd say I love you? Because just so you know, I DON'T! Not in that way." Dave replied as he tried to calm himself down.
"Of course you don't love me, because your in love with Amy, who by the way, doesn't even notice your alive!" Trish retorted.
"You don't know anything about what me and Amy have, so stop talking like you do, because you don't!" He yelled as he pulled up to Lita and Chris' apartment at which had been staying.
"I do know, because I'm going through the same damn thing, so don't talk to me like you are the only one in this god forsaken world that's in love with someone you know you can never be with again!" Trish screamed as she ran out of the car with tears streaming down her pale face.
Dave watched as she ranaway in tears. He placed his head on the steering wheel and cursed himself for putting himself in this situation. And for some reason he couldn't help but remember seeing all this before….with Amy.
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Mickie sat in a chair waiting for her order to be ready and looked over to her left and saw a familiar man walk through the doors of Daliahs, wishing he wouldn't see her.
"Um, can I have 3 large pepperoni pizzas please?" The man ordered.
"Sure, your total will be $25.50 and the wait will be about 30 minutes." The guy said.
He handed him the money and took a seat unknowingly next to Mickie who had buried her face into a magazine.
The man turned to grab a magazine but accidentally knocked over Mickies purse .
"Oh my I am so sorry, here let me get that for yo- Mickie?" The man asked immediately recognizing the woman beside him.
"Chris, hi. How are you?" She smiled nicely
"Um, I'm sorry about your purse, what are you doing here?" He asked with curiosity.
"Well a girls gotta eat." Mickie continued to smile. "So what are you doing here?" She asked trying to change the subject.
"I'm just picking up some pizzas for all of us, we've had a rough couple of days."
"Aw…I'm really sorry to hear that." Mickie said pretending to feel sorry.
"Ms.James, your order is ready." The man called out to her.
"Well I guess I'll be going." Mickie said as she gathered her order and headed to the door, but stopped at the doorway to look at Chris.
"Oh, and I hope that you find Stacy real soon." Mickie said with a smile.
"Yeah, I do t-WHAT?" Chris yelled, but before he can run after her she had already driven off.
Chris flipped open his phone and dialed Amy as fast as he could.
"Hello?" Amy answered.
"Did any of you tell Mickie James that Stacy was missing?" Chris asked frantically.
"What? No, I don't think so. It's just been us, we haven't told anyone about Stacy. Why?" Amy asked with panic.
"I just ran into Mickie at Daliahs and I didn't mention anything about Stacy and before she walked out she stopped and told me that she hopes we 'find' Stacy soon." Chris explained. "But before I can go after her she had already left." He finished
"OH MY GOD!!!" Lita screamed.
"What? What?" John asked as Randy shot from his seat.
"What happened?" Randy repeated.
"Do you know where Mickie lives?" Lita asked John.
"No, but I know who does." John replied.
Randy could feel his heart beating faster every second, and jumped when he felt the vibration of his phone rub against his leg. He took his phone out of his pocket and looked at the number and didn't recognize it but answered anyways.
"Yeah?" He answered trying to catch his breath.
"Is this Randy?" The girl asked.
Randy knew without a doubt who this was.
"STACY?" Randy yelled
John and Amy turned over to Randy the moment he said her name. John pulled the car over and listened in with Lita on what was going on.
"Yes, um I just wanted to let you know where I was." She said.
"Stacy where have you been, we have been looking for you for 3 days…" He explained
"I didn't know that, I was told you knew where I was and I-"
"Stacy who told you? Who are you with? No one told us anything, we thought you were lost…" Randy cut her off.
"I'm with M-"
"STACY!!!!" Mickie screamed as she grabbed the phone away from Stacy and hung it up.
John and Amy didn't like the look on Randy's face.
"Stacy? Stacy? STACY!" Randy repeated loudly.
"What, what happened? Was it Stacy or not?" Lita asked
"Who did you say knows where Mickie lives?" Randy asked.
"Lets go!" John said as he put the car in gear and sped off in search of Trish.
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"I take you in my home, love you like a sister, take care of you as if I was your maid because no one else cared enough about you to do so and this is the thanks I get?" Mickie asked with craziness in her eyes.
Mickie had tied up Stacy to a chair and gagged her mouth with a scarf and a sock placed in her mouth.
"You are so ungrateful, I can't believe you. Well this was actually more for Trish than you."
Stacy tried her hardest to let out a scream.
"Hmmmmmmmmmmm!!!" Stacy tried screaming, but couldn't.
"SHUT UP!!!!" Mickie shouted as she slapped her across the face.
KNOCK, KNOCK!
Mickie shivered with fear and looked between the door and Stacy……
"Looks like we got a visitor pretty girl, but I'll just have to get rid of whoever is at the door. So I'm just going to put you in here until their gone." Mickie said as she began to wheel Stacy into the hall closet, but before shutting the door she bent down to face Stacy nose to nose.
"I'll be back in a second my love." Mickie whispered as she pressed her lips against Stacy's. "Shhhhh, hush." Stacy shook head and cried with fear.
Stacy shut her eyes and cried at the sound of the door slamming and opened her eyes to darkness.
"Heeeeelp!" She cried.
But still no one came, it was up to whoever was at the door to save her……
That is if Mickie doesn't get 'rid' of them first.
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A/N: Ok, review, review, review!!!! PLEASE!! Again I'm sorry for the late update, but the fact that so many people cared enough to write me and review gave me much, much motivation to update ASAP, so if you want another update mucho fast then REVIEW!!! Please……I love you all, MUWAH!!!