I'm kind of going in a cycle right now (het, slash, femslash, het, slash, femslash...). Naturally, het is next, so I decided on posting a pairing that could have become one of my favorites if WWE didn't mess it all up: Kelly KellyxDrew McIntyre. This chapter is kind of weird, so it most likely won't appeal to everyone... Sorry if it freaks you out. ^ ^'

Pairing(s): Kelly KellyxDrew McIntyre (one-sided on Drew's side)

WARNING: Murder (character death), insanity, and creepiness.

Disclaimer: It'd be cool to own WWE, but I'm pretty sure Vince wouldn't give it to a sixteen year old girl with a soda addiction.

The blond woman can't hold her breath anymore, and she starts gasping for air beneath the water. I let her up for a second, to let her breathe again, to stare at her face again... She's beautiful but she's hideous. She's wonderful but she's terrible. I love her so, so much but I want nothing more than for her to die.

She's soaked. Realizing I've let her above the water again, she starts coughing up liquid. Her eyelashes were long, too long, very black and very thick, like that of an old woman who's trying to look young and classy. Her eyes are small and round like the bugs flying around in the air, but as blue as the beautiful flowers around the lake... As blue as her face will be when I'm done with her...

I've been driven mad. Sent off the edge, simply because a girl doesn't love me. Maybe that's petty of me... Or maybe it's romantic... Or maybe it's a combination of both. I don't think I'll ever know for sure.

She starts screaming again, and I push her back down, deeper into the water.

You keep staring at me, I noticed, like you can't believe that I'd drown the woman I love. You don't understand it, though. You don't know the full story. It's not something that I want to do- it's all her fault that I have to take her life. I tried to be understanding... I tried so hard to get her to fall in love with me... But she just never listened.

She's thrashing again, trying to get free. I'm so much stronger than her, this girl who was too skinny and too weak to do anything for herself. I could have helped her, but she denied me. I would have worshiped her- no, no, I always. Worshiped. Her.

Always.

She keeps thrashing, screaming something that sounds like "Please! Stop, Drew!"

I pull her up and push her back into the water, over and over, watching her attempt to breathe... God, I've never seen her look more beautiful!

Never.

"You walked in at the wrong time!" he insists, but I'm totally not listening.

"You were strangling him!" I say, stomping my foot.

"No, no! I... I was going to just challenge him to another match! I wasn't going to hurt him, Kelly, I swear!"

Because of his accent, my name comes out sounding like "Killy". I hate that. Why can't he just talk like everyone else? Ugh.

I sneer at him. "I'm not going to get with you! God, stop stalking me and stop hurting all my guy friends!"

His eyes are pleading with me... Like he wants me to believe him or something. "Trust me, Kelly, please! I... I don't want to live without you."

I start walking away. He comes after me, of course. Ugh. "Trust that I love you!"

He grabs my arm, and I realize how small I am next to him. I try to pull away, but he doesn't let me go, and my eyes widen. "L-let me go."

He sees that I'm afraid and... is he smiling? Seriously?

"I don't want to hurt you," he whispers, letting me go finally, "I love you so much. Just believe me. I didn't mean to hurt Trent."

"Why would I trust the guy who married my best friend and then cheated on her? Ugh!" I try to walk away again.

"Please, love me!"

I'm already out the door.

Kelly's face is turning blue, and she's crying. Her screaming is speeding up the process, but she doesn't realize that, she's not smart enough to...

I know you may think I'm belittling her, but I'm not. She's not smart or strong or powerful- at all. She needs me, but she never realized that.

"But you need me now, Kelly," I say, lifting her out of the water so that she can hear me.

Her heart thumps like a rabbit, her lips are shaking, her face is turning blue... She looks gorgeous right now... "You need me to save you from the water."

She chokes, and I let out a moan- the sound of her choking is just breathtaking.

"You drove me to this, my love... My Kelly... If you loved me, I wouldn't have been driven insane by desire..."

She's not moving, though. She's perfectly still.

She's dead.

I let go, letting her too-small, too-frail body float in the lake. I gaze at her- lifeless and cold and icy- floating away further and further down the large body of water. I keep watching, even when she's gone so far away that I can't see her anymore. I just stand there, waist deep in the water, staring.

I don't feel angry at myself, I don't think about how I'll never see her again. Instead, I think of how she'll never live to be with anybody but me. She'll never experience another thing without me. The last face she saw, the last hands she felt, the last words that escaped her mouth, it was all me, me, and me.

I owned her now, in a sense. And don't stare at me like that- I'm not the monster. The woman I love will never touch another man besides me, and that brings me peace, that restores my sanity.

Her last word had been my name: Drew! Please, don't! Drew...

She'll never breathe again, because I've stolen her last breath. And so, in a sense, she finally belongs to me.

I should probably be getting out of this lake. My friends should be wondering where I am, and Lord knows what Kelly's friends are wondering...

"Thank you, Kelly," I whisper, and I think tears of joy are in my eyes. "Thank you for releasing me from your spell."

Sorry if it freaked you out. ^ ^' Review?