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A/N: So sorry for the delay loves. THANK YOU TO ALL WHO REVIEWED!! And I do sincerely apologize for the lack of updates. Work and school are a pain. Don't ever grow up kiddos; it ain't so grand, lol. Ok so review, review, review. And I have finally come to a decision on how this story will end…but I need to speed it up so it will get there. So I am sorry if any of you are confused and if I don't explain things, I am just really trying to end this story before I completely loose interest in it. This chapter title belongs to Stars :D Looooove this band! Canadians rule!!!
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Stacy and Randy lay silently on separate beds in a dingy motel room in nowhereville USA. A place where nothing or no one exist. Randy shut his eyes and let the beautiful sounds of Stacy's breathing fill his head. A sound he had longed to hear for far too long. As all his thoughts swirled in his mind a sweeter sound shattered his thoughts and brought him back to reality.
"Are we ever going back?" Stacy asked almost in a whisper.
Randy continued to stare up at the ceiling as he searched for the answer he desperately wanted to give her, but he was stuck with the word he knew she didn't want to hear.
"I'm sorry, but I don't know." He replied.
Stacy shut her eyes and released a sigh.
"I know that I don't remember you, or that girl I hurt, or that boy that took the blame for what I did, but I want you to know that I do feel your love for me and all I want is to remember." Stacy confessed
Randy looked over at the frizzled blonde and wanted nothing more than to reach out and take her in his arms, but he knew it would scare her and he couldn't afford having her feel uncomfortable at the risk of her running away.
"I wish I could say that I understood, but I don't. You and I have been through too much in our short lifetime…all I can hope for is that it will all pay off in the end. If it's meant to be then we will end up together, if not then I guess we'll find our happiness else where. Sometimes I just wish that I could forget you." Randy confessed sadly.
Stacy looked over at the upset boy beside her and stared at him with sympathy and pain.
"Kind of like how I forgot you?" Stacy questioned as a sideways frown formed on the boy's face. "Would it help if I said I'm willing to try and remember?" Stacy asked with a sweet smile.
Randy just stared over at her and smiled with her.
"I think that would help more than you know." Randy replied happily as he continued to stare in her eyes.
Stacy broke the pair's eye lock and began to feel her tears build up and had to tell Randy something that had been haunting her for quite sometime…
"I dream about her you know." Stacy cried as she felt her heartbreak along with Randy's.
He stared up in the air and shut his eyes to in vision what she said, but it broke his heart to even try.
"She has beautiful big blue eyes, and all I see is her tiny hand wrapping around my finger…I remember her, I remember our daughter Jamie." Stacy cried.
"You remember her?" Randy asked with high expectations.
"It's complicated…but I do remember a baby girl, and I remember her inside of me, but that's all." Stacy explained with heart felt tears.
"Then how did you know her name?" Randy asked with confusion.
Stacy paused and flipped her body around with her back now facing Randy.
"Stacy how do you know our daughter's name?" Randy asked again.
Stacy sighed and shut her eyes tightly.
"Mickie told me." Stacy released with a sigh.
Randy stared at Stacy's back with anger in his eyes. Randy hated thinking about what she must have went through with that psycho, because of what Mickie did Stacy had become weak, he saw a weakness in her that he had never seen before, which he couldn't bear to see any longer because Stacy's strength is what made Stacy, Stacy but the old Stacy had left long ago.
Stacy stared at the door still facing away from Randy just trying to avoid anymore painful question directed towards her or him. Stacy gripped her pillow and let out a loud cry and finally released the pool of tears her eyes were holding back.
Randy looked over at the tearful girl and sat in confusion, not knowing what to do. Randy began to turn away but instead did a 180 and quickly stood up and huddled over the girl's body. Randy slowly bent down and gently lay beside the heartbroken blonde and took her body from behind and pulled it close to his wrapping his arms around her tightly.
"I'm sorry I don't remember…." Stacy cried apologetically.
Randy held her tighter and placed a kiss on her head.
"Shhhh…you will, I promise." Randy promised with great confidence.
Stacy turned her body over so that her face was meeting his. She placed her small hand on his cheek and stroked it softly.
"Will you help me?" Stacy asked letting the last of her tears fall down her face.
Randy took hold of the hand that was placed gently on his face and stared deeply into her eyes.
"I'll help you if you help me." Randy proposed.
"Help you with what?" Stacy asked with curiosity.
"Tell me everything you remember about our daughter." Randy said as he put his head down.
Stacy stared up at the kind man she once loved.
"Help me with one more thing." Stacy said as she continued to stroke his rough but gentle face.
"With?" He asked with chills on his body from her touch.
"Help me fall in love with you again." Stacy pleaded softly.
Randy let out a small laugh and leaned in towards her.
"Help is on the way…" Randy joked as he laid a light kiss on her lips.
Stacy kissed him back with the same softness.
"I think we should go back home now." Stacy suggested as Randy lay quiet with no words to respond. Were they ready for that???
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Amy and Batista sat quietly in the hospital waiting room as the two anticipated for the doctor to come out and inform them on Trish's current Status. Amy stood up and placed her hands in the pockets of her jacket and placed her body in front of Dave.
"We were just here like two weeks ago, because Stacy nearly died! And now we are her because Trish might die! This is so not a good thing!" Amy cried as she removed her hands from her jacket and on to her face.
Dave grabbed Amy's hands and placed them with his. He looked up at her with loving eyes that suddenly put her nerves at ease.
"Trish, Trish will be fine." Dave said trying to convince the frantic red-head.
Amy looked away from Dave and on to the floor.
"I have a confession to make…I know that you'll probably think that I am the worst person in the world for thinking this, but, but…I, I'm not why I've been here at the hospital 24/7." Amy released as she sat down beside Dave.
"I don't understand." Dave replied with much confusion.
"I mean, I love Trish, she is my BEST friend so please don't misinterpret what I mean buy this but, but I think that the main reason I have been praying so hard and never leaving here is because apart of me is being held here by guilt." Lita confessed shamelessly as she placed her head down.
"Guilt for what?" Dave asked
"Guilt for tossing her on the side like trash! Guilt for turning my back on her when she needed her friends the most! Guilt for letting a guy come between our friendship." Amy answered angrily as she looked up at Dave with anger and tears.
Dave sighed and placed his hands on his head in frustration.
"Please let that go." Dave begged as huffed.
"I will never let it go!" Amy replied angrily.
"Stop it ok! Trish and I were never serious like you and I were." He said with certainty.
"Obviously you were! You serious enough to know that what you two were doing would hurt me! You knew I'd see it as a betrayal, but you went behind my back and did it anyway." Amy said
"Why are you making this about you?" Batista questioned "Besides, what does it matter anyways? You found happiness with Chris, didn't you?" Dave asked as he raised an eyebrow look over at a distraught Lita.
"Don't!" She warned standing up with fire in her eyes.
"Don't what?" Batista challenged. "How is what I did with Trish any different from what you did, oh excuse me, what you are doing with Chris?" Dave asked as he crossed his arms.
"Because I've known Trish since we were in diapers and she should have known what would and would not break my heart. And as for Chris, I have known that boy my entire life and he has been there for me more than you could ever know, and I lo-"
"Love him." Dave finished
Amy looked down at him with fury.
"When you end up with a person that you've known your entire life, it does not always mean that you necessarily love them. I'm mean, you love them, you're just not 'in' love with them." Batista explained
"No, you want to believe that in this case, I'm just with Chris because I didn't have you for the moment an-"
"Isn't that why you're with him? It's not like he loves you either!" Dave retorted as he stood up so that their eyes met.
"What are you talking about? I am Chris' world!" Amy shouted.
"So was Stephanie at one time or another." Dave replied. "You are just as much as a cover up to him, as he is to you!" Dave said in a heavy tone.
Amy stared up at him with distain and disbelief.
"So to sum up this conversation, I love you, and you love me." Dave said as the two silently stared at each other awkwardly.
"Um excuse me, are you two here for Trish Stratus?" A man asked stepping between the two breathless people.
"Yes, um, is there any news?" Lita asked as she turned her focus onto the doctor.
"Yes, I think you might want to sit down for this….." The doctor suggested as Amy covered her mouth and burst into tears while Dave grabbed Amy from behind and held her burying his head in the crook of her neck allowing the doctor to prepare them for the worst.
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"Hey Cena get up! We got some news about that girl you stabbed." A police officer yelled as he banged a night stick against the cell bars.
John rolled off the bottom bunk and ran up to the bars.
"How, how is she? Is she going to be ok?" John asked with a stutter from his trembling.
"I hate to tell you this boy, but it's your own fault that this happened." The officer answered.
John banged his hands against the cell and threw all the things on his bed to the ground.
"AHHHHH!!!!" John screamed with all his might as he continued to toss everything in sight.
"Knock that off boy!" The Officer demanded.
"JOHN!" A voice screamed from behind.
John turned to answer to the familiar voice.
"LITA!" John shouted with relief.
He walked over to the front of the cell to greet the person who could answer all his questions.
"Amy, Amy is it true? Is Trish, is she dead?" John asked with tears.
"John I'm sorry…" Amy cried. "Your ex-lover is dead." The sound echoed and echoed through out his head.
"John! John! John!" A voice called to him.
John turned away from Amy and turned his back to follow the call of his name.
"John, over here!" A playful voice called for him.
John turned back around to look at Lita but when he did so the room he was in suddenly turned into Freeland. John was surrounded by beautiful green grass and beautiful blue skies that were filled with the whitest of white clouds.
"John, over here!" The voice continued to call.
John turned around and was greeted by Trish who smiled at him from a far.
"Trish?" John asked with disbelief.
Trish giggled and extended her hand to his.
"John, I am so happy here. I wanna stay here forever." Trish explained with tears of joy.
"John took her hand and squeezed it gently.
"But I don't want you to stay. I want you to come back…please come back Trish." John pleaded with tears.
Trish gave John a huge smile and removed her and that was wrapped in his.
"I love you, you were my greatest love." Trish spoke softly as she backed away.
"No, no! I AM your greatest love, Trish don't go!!!" John begged hysterically.
"I will never leave you." Trish promised almost in a whisper.
John released her hand and watched as she backed away slowly.
"I love you Trish Stratus." John confessed as he held his tears back.
"WAKE UP!!!" A crashing sounded ringed in his head.
"WAKE UP!!!" And officer shouted into his hear.
John struggled to get up and face the officer.
"You have a visitor." The officer informed the prisoner.
And just as soon as the officer informed John an unfamiliar young looking man with tattoos and a piercing had entered his cell.
"Who are you?" John asked with confusion.
"I'm Doctor Phil Punk." The doctor introduced. "I'm the doctor that performed the surgery on your friend Trish Stratus." He informed.
"How is she? Is she-"
"Alive?" Punk asked.
"Yeah." John replied with sadness.
"Yes, she made it through the surgery." Punk answered.
"Oh thank god!" John praised with relief.
"She is a very strong woman, Ms.Stratus." Punk said as he moved over to where John had been standing.
"Yeah, she is." John said with a sniffle and smile.
"Ya know for a man who almost killed one of his good friends, you seem almost as if you didn't stab Ms. Stratus." The doctor implied as he tried to get a good read of the inmate.
John quickly caught onto the doctors intentions for his visit and knew he had no choice but to keep up his lie.
"Well I did." John answered simply.
"May I ask why?" Punk asked
"Not without my lawyer present." John snipped
Punk nodded his head and began to walkout but stopped in the entrance of the cell.
"Ms. Stratus is having some trouble coming out of the anesthesia; my staff and I are doing everything we can to wake her up, if she even does."
John's head shot up in panic.
"I'll arrange it so that you'll be able to visit with her." Punk said.
"They won't let the man who nearly killed her anywhere near her." John said bitterly.
Punk smiled and began to walk.
"Of course they wouldn't, but you're not the one who stabbed her, now are?" Punk said leaving John to sit as he was left with the shattering sound of the cell doors slamming shut.
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"Jamie what's behind this door?" Trish asked as she put her fingernails on the door in curiosity.
"Open it and you will see." Jamie encouraged with a smile.
"But-"and just as Trish went to turn around to face Jamie she disappeared leaving no trace of her anywhere.
Trish turned back to the door and placed her hand on the door knob. Trish bit her lower lip and turned the knob gently. Trish took a deep breath and flung the door open and stepped in the doorway.
Trish was standing in a house with a staircase and was greeted by Jamie who made her way downstairs smiling down at Trish.
"Where am I?" Trish asked
"Take a look in the kitchen." Jamie pointed towards the kitchen.
Trish walked slowly and when she finally got there she peeked in and saw Stacy and John sitting at the table eating their breakfast with a little boy eating a bowl of oatmeal.
"Jamie what is this?" Trish asked frantically.
"Mommy, Daddy look what I made!" A little girl had screamed as she ran past Jamie and Trish.
"What is it sweetie?" Stacy asked as John picked up the little girl and placed her on his lap.
"I drew a picture of our family." The little girl explained as she presented her parents with the picture she had just drawn.
"Oh my goodness." Stacy praised her daughters work as she placed a kiss on her cheek.
"Well I think its official, our daughter is a genius." John said as applauded his daughter.
"Ha-ha, yes she is." Stacy replied.
"Do you like it?" The young girl asked.
"Are you kidding me? We love it!" John exclaimed as he stood up and picked his daughter up. "But, its time for school." He finished
"Aw, do I have to go?" The girl cried.
"Yes you do little missy, its your first day of kindergarten and your big brother is going to show you around." Stacy said as she grabbed her daughters hand and placed a small kiss on it.
"Alright JJ, you ready to go?" John asked his son who was already set to go.
"Yes Dad, but I mean this is a big year for me, I'm in 5th grade, I mean I am practically a man now, is it really necessary for my kid sister to go to my school?" JJ asked.
"Well we can ship her off to China if it would make you feel better?" John suggested.
"What?" Stacy said.
"Mommy" The girl cried in fear.
"Really?" JJ asked with joy.
John smiled and grabbed his son.
"No! Now get in the car before I ship you off to China!" John threatened as he placed his daughter on the floor and watched as his son ran out the door.
"Ha-ha, your getting shipped off to China!" The girl taunted her brother as the two ran outside.
"Hm…very well played Mr.Cena." Stacy complimented as she kissed her husband.
"What can say, you're a lucky woman Mrs.Cena." John smiled as he kissed his wife with the same gentleness.
"Well, I gotta go, I don't want to be late for work." Stacy said as she walked past her husband.
"Yeah me too, so are we having lunch today?" John asked as he grabbed his briefcase.
"Oh I'm sorry honey, my boss needs me to accompany him to a business lunch this afternoon, but I can make it up to you tonight." Stacy said seductively.
"I can deal with that." John said as he moved her body towards his.
Stacy giggled and pulled her husband close to her.
"Last one to the car is a rotten egg!" Stacy declared as she pushed her husband and ran out the door.
"THAT'S NOT FAIR YOU CHEATED!!!" John screamed as he ran after her shutting the door behind him.
Trish crossed her arms and watched as the happy family rushed off to start their busy day.
"So is this what you wanted to show me, the life I will never have? Trish asked as she walked towards the kitchen table.
"Tri-"Jamie began to say but was cut off by Trish's gasp.
"What?" Trish asked as she picked up the little girls drawing and read the name that was written behind it.
"Trish Cena, Age: 6!" Trish declared as she read the name out loud.
"Trish if you decide to come back with me, you die. And if you die this is how everything turns out. John and Mom get married; they have two kids one of which is a girl that they name after you." Jamie explained.
"Show me more." Trish ordered as she dropped the drawing on the floor.
"Are you sure?" Jamie asked.
"Yes, just take me, please?" Trish said.
"Ok, this way." Jamie led Trish to another door and stood behind her as she began to turn the knob.
Trish took a deep breath and opened the door, the life she was about to see next was going to shock her just as much.
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A/N: So if you haven't already figured it out Doctor Phil Punk is CM Punk, yeah I decided to bring him in the story. But whose life will he turn upside down? Hm? So you know the drill REVIEW!!!! And thanks again to all of you who reviewed last chapter, I appreciate it greatly, I LOVE YOU ALL!!!!! So yeah, review and I will give you a new chapter ASAP! Ok love you all mucho Grande, muwah!
Chapter inspired by Stars: Your Ex-Lover Is Dead
AndThe All American Rejects: It Ends Tonight.