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The Next Day- Caylee's Point of View-
I woke up in the morning sore from not only my match, but from the celebration Jeff gave me last night, I got up from the bed making my way to the bathroom taking a quick shower to wash off the sweat. I got dressed in a pair of jean pants and Jeff's WWE shirt, I walked back out and Jeff was still fast asleep, he looked so cute, I wrote down a note saying that I was going out and I'll be back later. I kissed him lightly on the lips before I grabbed my purse and my belt. I walked out the front door, and climbed into my car, it was a nice day so I rolled down the window sticking my one hand out the window as I started the car, I pulled out and drove over to the graveyard. I pulled over climbing out, I dodged cars to cross the street to the graveyard and I walked through the grass and paths to my dad's gravesite.
"Hey dad, long time no talk. Life has been hectic lately." I said as I got down on both knees resting the belt on top of my legs. "Let's see here, the honeymoon with Jeff was amazing, I had so much fun and we didn't have to worry about anyone else or work. When we got back, I broke my ankle during my match so I was out for two months, I made my return yesterday at Wrestle Mania. Jeff's house burnt down, I guess you were looking down on us and made sure we weren't in there huh?" I said as I felt tears coming to my eyes recollecting memories, I just looked up at the sky. "Jeff's house is being rebuilt and we are staying with Matt during the process, I know it is mighty generous of him. Then within one or two weeks of that, I got a phone call from Greg saying mom attempted suicide, I still can't wrap my mind around it. What did you ever see in her? I love her since she's my mother and she gave me life, but I don't understand why she did it, I feel horrible because she said I don't need her, dad you know I need her." I said as tears rolled out of my eyes, I wiped them off my face, I continued talking about how I felt about my mom, I mean I trusted Jeff and could talk to him, but he would always say 'I understand,' or 'I know.' It's nice talking to someone that actually listens like Jeff, but sometimes it's nice talking not necessarily to yourself, but to someone without any response. "Oh, and dad, I won the Diva's Champion belt, look! Aren't you proud of me?" I asked moving the belt up over my shoulder. "Vince said that it was about time another Guerrero had the belt and it was nice that he thought of me instead of Chavo. He said that I'm just like you in and out of the ring business wise that is, outside business I don't know." I said as I moved the belt back down to my legs and looked at the belt. "I've been using the Frog Splash as a signature move, the crowd likes it." I said as I continued talking about my future plans, MJ and Shannon's wedding and my mom moving to North Carolina.
Jeff's Point of View-
I woke up to find the note saying that Caylee had gone out, and that I might know where she is if I thought about it real hard. I got out of bed showering and getting dress, I walked out to the kitchen/living room, I called a taxi service to come pick me up, and I waited outside for the taxi to show up. I climbed in and told him to take me to the grave yard, I climbed out paying for the fare and walked across the street inside the graveyard. I walked up to the tree we sat at before, I leaned against, I stared at Caylee who was kneeling down in front of Eddie's grave. I stood there watching her for a few moments with my arms crossed over my chest. 'I know that I didn't know you that well man, but you should be very proud of your daughter, she is one of the best new diva's in WWE and getting the belt should tell you something, I'm surely am proud of her.' I thought looking up at the sky. I looked back down Caylee who had gotten to her feet, and I walked towards the grave where she was standing, I wrapped my arm around her.
"Hey, I found you." I said.
"Yeah, good timing, I was about to leave." Caylee said.
"May I get a ride then?"
"Sure, I'm trying to decide if I want to go and see my mom or not."
"You should, show her the belt."
"May we make the stop?" Caylee asked looking over at me.
"You're the driver." I said leaning over kissing her, we went to her car climbing in and headed over to the institute. I went in with her, we sat in this little circle table, and we chatted with her mom for a little while before we headed home.