Obsession

Starring: Alicia/Chris Jericho (eventual), Shawn Michaels/Rebecca, Trish/Jeff, Lita/Adam, Randy/Samantha, Stephanie/Hunter.

Chapter 16:

I got up in the middle of the night, Chris was still sleeping, I grabbed his shirt to cover myself as I walked out of the bedroom and into the main area of the suite. I turned on the light, I saw another envelope by the door. I walked over to the door and opened the envelope. I opened it slowly hoping that this wasn't something horrible, not like last time.

I opened it, there were loads of different photos. Me and Chris getting in the limo, kissing, entering the restaurant, holding hands on while we walked out, getting back to the hotel and on all of the pictures Chris's face was crossed off with a red marker. I read the back of the last photo: EITHER YOU TAKE HIM OUT OF THE PICTURE OR I WILL.

I dropped the pictures…I could lose Chris. I realised I wasn't in my room but Chris's suite. I grabbed my clothes and all my stuff even the photos and left the room. No, I was not going to let the best thing in my life die. I loved him and if the only way for him to live was to get him out of my life then I would do that. I entered my room, I didn't even realise I was still in Chris's shirt. I took it off and showered, I couldn't get back to sleep, not now, not after everything. It was 5am, and I was dressed. I sat on the sofa in my room. How do I tell Chris it's over. I should have left a note. I grabbed paper: I can't do this Chris, I'm sorry Chris, I can't get into another relationship. I'm sorry. I need time alone. I had his room card, I opened the door and left the note on the coffee table. I walked out of the room, thank God he wasn't awake. I got into the elevator.

"We have to stop meeting like this," Johnny Morrison smirked.

"Yea," I replied.

"Not as perky as last time, what you doing up so early?" he asked.

I didn't answer.

"Never mind," he grinned. "I got it."

"My floor again," he smiled and left.

Then it hit me as he walked away, what was he doing up so early. Was he following me? Was he the stalker, was he making sure I had left Chris? I was shaking as I entered my room. I wasn't safe and I wouldn't be safe until…until the stalker was caught. I hid the photos, no one could know of this, I couldn't risk Chris's life. All I wanted was a normal life, I didn't want to be any one's obsession! It didn't make sense, how can someone become so obsessed with someone else? Johnny Morrison, could he be my stalker, twice in two days I've ran into him.

I sighed, as I poured another glass of wine, no forget that, I need vodka, strong vodka, I drank two glasses. My head hurt, I was tired. I lay on the sofa, without realising I fell asleep.

X X X X X X

I woke up when bright sunlight entered the room. I had forgotten to close the curtains. I woke up and stretched. I turned around, a vase of red and white roses. I swear they weren't there before. I walked over to them, there was a note: GLAD YOUR NOT WITH HIM.

Oh God, he hadn't gotten into my room. Freaky, scary, you can't imagine this feeling. I wasn't safe. Was he here now? I searched the room frantically for a clue, I had to call the police, I dialled 9 and 1 when I realised they would want to see the photos, they would want to know the full story and Chris would have to be informed and then…he'd be in trouble. No police. No police. I sighed as I fell to the floor, in tears. I was trapped again. I had promised myself never to be in this position again but here I was trapped. I was trapped.

Before I lost myself, there was a knock on the door. I looked through the peephole, Chris. I turned away from the door and crept to the sofa. I sat down, he knocked again and again. I waited for him to go away and soon he did but he did slip something under the door. It was my note on the other side was another message: Your hiding something from me, I know it, Alicia whatever it is we can deal with it together, I'm here when you need me. I love you.

I read it over and over again, he loved me, real love. True love, yet I had no choice but to run from it. There is no point in feeling sorry for my self, I mean once the stalker is caught then me and Chris can be together, if he waits. When will that be? When will he get caught? It could be years, Chris will move on. I could lose the love of my life. What am I going to do?

X X X X X X

What am I going to do? That was the question which bugged me all week. Chris had to go home for the week, family emergency, he returned for RAW, I avoided him. Tonight on RAW there would be no me and Chris, it was a no storyline RAW, in memory of Shane McMahon. RAW had started, the McMahon family were all emotional, even Marissa had turned up.

I sat in my office, there was a small knock on the door, in walked Jeff Hardy.

"Jeff, what can I do for you?" I asked.

He put a photo on my table, it was of Shane and Candice together, when I say together I mean TOGETHER, "Where did you get this?" my heart beat quickened, was Jeff telling me he was the stalker.

"There are a few of these, going round the locker rooms, Trish got this one, Lita got another with Shane and Maria," Jeff informed me. "There all over the diva locker room."

I got up and followed him. He was right, around the locker room photo's of Shane and other diva's were all around the walls. Pinned, but there was nothing of me. Marissa walked in. She took a look around, "What…what is this?" she asked.

"I'm not sure," I said.

"Jeff get security out here and the police, ask for Detective Will," I told him. "Marissa come with me."

I led her back to my office, she was in tears.

"He cheated on me," she whispered.

"I'm sorry, but you were getting a divorce over this weren't you?" I asked.

Marissa shook her head, "It was a fake divorce, so we can get remarried. I wanted a huge wedding, I never got that first time round so we faked it all." She cried.

He had lied to me. Lying scheming bastard, he had tricked me into bed and he had tricked Marissa.

"He can never explain any of this," she cried. I wrapped my hands around her shoulder as she cried.

Chris walked in.

"Not now," I said softly.

Chris nodded, "Just wanted to say Detective Will is arriving in a few minutes and more photo's are appearing in other locker rooms."

"Get Nikki and Andrea on it, get every photo down," I ordered.

He nodded and left.

This night was a disaster. It was nearly the end of RAW. The McMahons were in the ring as the video played.

I waited for Nikki and Andrea to update me.

"Every photo is down," Nikki said.

"And Detective Will is here," Andrea said, the detective following her.

"RAW IS OFF AIR!" The crew man called.

"One minute Detective, sorry we all have to be at ringside, according to Mr. McMahon," I said.

"Mind if I come along?" he asked.

I nodded. Mr. McMahon wanted to thank everyone for coming, we listened to his speech. The lights went dark. The fans were still ringside when on the big screen another video began to play. We all looked.

"What's going on?" Vince demanded.

No one had the answer. The video showed Shane McMahon with a range of different women and the first Screen wrote: THIS MONTH. Oh God, he had been with all these women and then there was the threesome with Melina and Torrie. Again I wasn't in the videos. And the final screen was Shane walking to his car and the explosion. Everyone either gasped or screamed. Then at the hospital, there was a hand in a black glove pulling the plug on the machine and at the end of the film RIP appeared on the screen. The lights went back on.

"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?" Stephanie screamed.

The director came at the ramp, "Sir there's no video in the machine, it's like it's gone."

I looked around, every single one of my suspects were around me, so how did one of them play the video and then got rid of it?

X X X X X X

I closed the door on my office. The McMahons had left, it was 2am. The detective found absolutely nothing. This guy was good and that's what scared me because I knew he was in the room. He was in the arena beside me but he managed to do all this but he left me out, he left me out everywhere. Why? Why was he or she trying to protect me?

Chris entered my office, "We need to talk."

"No we don't," I said grabbing my stuff, ready to leave.

"Alicia just stop," he said, "Stop."

I Gave in, I stopped, "What Chris?"

"You told me you loved me that night so why are you running from all of this?" Chris asked.

"I'm not!"

"You are," Chris argued. "Did the stalker get in contact?"

"No, it's nothing like that." I sighed. "Chris I need time, I have so much going on in my head, I don't know if I'm ready for another relationship, not a proper one, not yet. Not that I'm gonna do what I did last time but I need to be alone. I've been going from one relationship to the next without a break, I need…me time."

That did sound convincing right?

Chris nodded, "Fine Alicia, make excuses, don't tell me the truth." Guess I wasn't convincing. "Do what you want! I've had enough! I love you so much that it hurts yet you act like you don't care! Like this doesn't matter! Fine Alicia, have it your way, have your me time!"

He stormed out of the office. I had lost him. His patience had run out. I fell to the floor in tears.

A/N: Hey guys! Thank you for all the reviews! I'm sorry about the shortness but I needed to be to the point in this! Lol!

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