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Maybe life isn't that bad. I mean I live like the party will never end. I'm crazy, and like Tessa says, 'Life is to short for boring socks'. I just laugh at her, and say 'well, I'm sorry... I must be very boring'. She smiles, then races me to class. Like usual, but today, she wasn't at school. I had been worried sick, I mean, she's always there. Smiling and saying 'Good morning Mike'. She is my best friend, I've known her since Kindergarden, but something about her disappearance worried me. After school I called the house phone from our phone, she didn't answer. My heart beat quickened. My mom picked me up from school, like usual. I told her to take me to Tessa's house. She nodded, not questioning me. It didn't take us long to get there, since Tessa lives close to our middle school. When we got there, police had surrounded the place, Tessa's parents were in handcuffs, and they were shoving them into a police car. I saw the grim looks on Tessa's neighbor's faces. I ran to the front door fast, but stopped at the police tape, where I looked at Mr. James, one of the neighbors. "What happened?" I asked, my voice paniced and urgent. Mr. James didn't look at me, he just stared at the door, as the Crime scene investigators pulled a gurney through it, a white body bag was on it. Tears intantly came to my eyes. "Tessa was murdered... By her parents..." Mr. James said, his voice barely above a whisper, as he choked back tears. "No" I whispered. I ran. Back to mom. I stood silently beside her, afraid she'd ask me what was wrong. I didn't want her to ask. I didn't want to believe it. Tessa was gone, and I'm alone. No more good mornings, just nightmares. No more happiness, just depression. Not happy with the new colors of life. Not bright. Dark crimson, like blood, and black. She's gone.
A year later
I walk alone, through the empty graveyard. Toward Tessa's grave. I stop infront of it, and stare at it. Tears come to my eyes, and I set the flowers I brought down by her grave marker. It's been a year. A year since her death. I smile sadly, and sit down by her grave. "Hey Tessa" I whisper, plucking a blade of grass from the ground. "It's been a long time, hasn't it? Well... Maybe not for me, but for you probably" I chuckle, running the blade through my fingers. "I miss you" I drop the blade of grass. "I wish you hadn't died... I wish that you had told me your parents were violent like that" Tears come back to my eyes, and I stand up quickly, placing the flowers on top of her grave, instead of beside it. I take one last look at her grave, then walk away. When I get to mom, I take another look back at Tessa's grave, seeing a girl, brown hair, like Tessa's, sitting beside the grave, her finger caressing the flower's petals. She must have felt my stare cause she looked up, and smiled. She mouthed, 'I miss you too', then disappeared before my eyes. "Mike, sweet heart, what are you staring at?" My mom asks, I shrug, and start to walk off. "Nothing mom... Can we just, go?" My mom nods, following me. As we walk out of the cemetery, I look back, out at all the graves, wondering, what the hell did I just see.
2008-Twenty years old
I sigh, getting out of my car and walking into the cemetery. I walk silently over to Tessa's grave, putting the flowers I had on it, and sitting down beside it. It felt like forever since the last time I sat here. "Hey Tessa... Sorry I haven't visited since I was twelve... Well, since we were twelve" I smile sadly. "A lot of things have been happening, and I never got the time to come back and say hi..." I shift my possition. "Well, I acctually fullfilled my dream... I'm a professional wrestler... Like you said I would be..." I smile, taking my finger and strokeing the flower's petals. "I won't be in town for long... We came back for a show here in Cleavland" I take my finger off of the petal, and pluck a blade of grass from the ground. "I don't like the chairman... Vince, but I'm gald he put me in a tagteam with John Hennigan, well John Morrison to the WWE fans..." I smile, twisting the blade of grass around my pinky. "John is really cute, and sweet, even though they make him seem like a totally arrogant b*****d on TV" I chuckle. "I think I'm developing a crush on him..." I drop the blade of grass and stare at the grave. "I hope you don't mind that I'm gay" and at the moment, a mist appears infront of me, it then turned into the girl I saw before. 'I don't mind' She mouthed. I smile slightly, then reach out and touch the grave marker. "Can you talk, Tessa?" I ask, staring at her. Her big brown eyes dropped and stared at the ground, then back at me. 'No' She mouthed. 'Mom cut my vocal cords' I nod, thanking god that I learned to read lips in high school. "She did? I didn't know... At your funeral, I saw the stiches on your neck, I just thought that you died by bleeding, not that your mom-" I stop, her eyes were hurt, and I shut up. She reaches out, touching my arm. I feel it, and look at her surprised. "You can touch me?" She nods, then pulls her arm away. 'Mike, tell me about John' I smile, and nod. I spent some time, sitting there cross legged, talking to Tessa's ghost. Man, I bet the passerbyes thought I was a freak. That's when I realized, that I was gonna be late for the ECW tapings, so I got up, and smiled. Tessa got up too. 'Do you have to leave?' She mouthed, and I nodded. Her eyes looked sad. "I'm sorry, Tess. I'll come visit you when I can" She smiled, and nodded. 'Bye Mike" and with that Ieft, leaving Tessa behind, wishing that she could come with me, but she can't.
When I reached the arena, John was waiting in the locker room. "Where were you Mike? It's almost time for our match, and you aren't even in your wrestling attire" I sigh, dropping my duffle bag on the bench. "I was visiting an old friend... and we kinda got caught up in talking..." John crosses his arms over his chest, and sighs. "Mike, you can't do that. If Vince knows you were late... You'd be fierd" I stared at John. "John, in all honesty... You wouldn't tell would you?" John sighed again. "No..." I smile. "I know" Then rush off to get dressed in my ring clothes.
After the match, John and I limped back to the locker room. We were wiped. Apparently, Jesse and Festus don't know how to take it easy on us, but in the end we beat them. John sighed with relief, sitting down on the bench in our private locker room. I limped over to the locker that I had thrown my stuff into, and snatched my duffle bag out of it after having a battle with the combination lock. I turn around, to see John already changed, and laying on the bench. "Wow, you change fast" I say, then walk back to the showers, taking a quick one, then getting dressed in my baggy black gym shorts and a white tank top. I stumble out of the shower area, and watch as John tried to grab his sunglasses, that had fallen on the floor, to far away from where he was laying on the bench. I chuckle slightly, then pick up his sunglasses. I put them on then smirk. "How do I look, John?" John rolls his eyes. "Like s**t... now give 'em back" I smirk, taking them off, holding them just above his reach. He finally gives up, sitting up and grabbing them. I take that oppertuninty to push him off of the bench. I chuckle, then sit down, and put on my Nike's. "DUDE! So not funny... That hurt my a**" John says, getting up off of the floor and sitting beside me. "It was too" I say, smiling, looking over at him. He pouts. "Was not!" He sighed, laying his head on my shoulder. "Anyway... When am I gonna meet the friend you were talking to earlier?" I stare at him, then push him away, standing up. "Never John... She's dead" John cocked an eyebrow questioningly. "What?" He asked, standing up too. "She's dead... Earlier I spent three hours talking to a gavestone..." John looked shocked. "Wow... I'm friends with a lunatic" I roll my eyes, and grab my duffle bag. "Well that's nice John... Since I'm a lunatic, I guess you don't want me around... So I think I'll leave" I say, walking to the locker room door, where I was stopped, when John's hand grasped my hand. "Mike... I was kiding... I'm sorry" I look back at him. "John... That's a lie" John sighs pulling me close to him, and he hugs me. "No Mike, it was the truth" I pull away, and stare at him. "Whatever..." I turn to leave again, but he grabs my wrist , pulling me back, not roughly though. "s**t Mike, I'm not ******** lieing to you... Why would I lie to my best friend?" I stare at him. "I don't know John..." My gaze drops to the ground, and he lets go of my arm. "I have to go" I say, walking out of the locker room, walking to the parking deck, getting into my rental car. Tears come to my eyes, knowing that John probably thinks I'm a total idiot. A couple seconds later, someone taps on my window. I roll it down, and see John standing there, a concerned look in his eyes. "Mike, why are you crying?" He reaches into the car, whiping my tears from my eyes, then smiles sadly. "I really hurt your feelings... I'm sorry Mike" I look at him, my eyes fogging with tears. "John I..." I stop, his brown eyes making it hard for me to finish. "Mike... stop okay... stop" I stare at him.
"Mike, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings... I wouldn't have if I had known better..." I nod, and smile. "John, it's okay" Time seemed to go slowly in the seconds it took for John to lean his head through the window and place a chaste kiss on my lips. I can feel my face heating up as he pulls away. "Wh-what was that for?" I ask, and he just smiles. "You're too cute... I love you Mike, see you tommorow" He starts to walk off when I smile and yell. "Love you too! and by the way, nice a**!" He turns back and smiles. "Yours is way better" My face heats up again. He chuckles, and walks away, leaving me sitting in my car, my heart fluttering in my chest.
2009 -Twenty-one years old
He disqualified me! Why the hell did he do that?! I turn and face John, then look at the titantron when I see sadness flash in his eyes. I was being drafted to Raw. All because he did what he did. He looks over at me, his eyes apologizing for his actions, I nod, whispering, "It's okay John" He puts his hand out, wanting me to shake it, but I just pull him into a hug. Of course, Vince wanted me to turn on him, he said 'No matter what, after your match, you attack Morrison', of course, I had to agree or be fierd. So I did what he told me to, then rushed backstage. To the locker room, where I sat, my head in my hands, crying. Just when I thought the silence was consuming me, the locker room door opened. Revealing the beautiful face of John Hennigan. My so-called best friend. The one that disqualified me. Got me drafted to Raw. "Mike... I... Vince never said that you'd be drafted... He just wanted me to come out and... aww s**t..." I stare at him. "John... What are we gonna do? We'll barely see each other... 'cos Smackdown doesn't travel with Raw..." John stares at me, then sits down on the bench beside me, pulling me into him. I lay my head on his exposed chest. "I'm sorry Mike" I stare at him, and fake a smile. "It's okay John..." John pulls away, and kisses me. I kiss back, making sure to get one last taste of John before it's over. Before I lose him. I pull away, and hug him again. Tears coming to my eyes again. They stroke my cheeks, and I pull away from John to furiously wipe them away. John smiles sadly. "I love you Mike" I hug him one last time, and whisper 'I love you too' in his ear, before pulling away. I get up, and go to change out of my ring clothes. I grab my duffle bag, and head back to our room. For the last night we spend together. In each other's arms. For the last time.
A couple months later, I stand in the spot I had once before, staring at Tessa's grave. The spot where I told her all about him. The spot that I shed the most tears. Where I cried the night of her funeral. Where I cried when I came back a year later. I fall down to the ground, and stare at the grave marker. "Tessa... I'm so lonely..." I hug my knees to my chest. "John and I... We were a couple..." I smile. "For a year... Until the drafts... When we were split up and put on different shows... Me on Raw... and him on Smackdown." I sigh, and then there was a hand on my shoulder. I jump, and look up, seeing no other than Shawn Micheals. "Uh, Mike? Are you okay? You're talking to a-" I frown, and bury my head in my knees, he stops talking. "I know" I mumble, then my head shoots up and I glare at him. "What the hell do you want?!" I yell. "Why are you here?! Are you and everybody else on Raw just trying to torment me?!" Shawn backs off. "hey, Mike, no one's trying to torment you, okay? It's not our fault you were drafted away from your prince charming" My glare fades, and I look away from him. Still frowning. "You don't know how much it's hurt me Shawn... really... you don't" Shawn stares at me, then sits down beside me. "Mike, I know I don't but seriously... It's been like two months... get over it..." I push him away, and stand up. "No Shawn... I won't..." I walk away, back to my rental car. I get in, and drive back to my hotel. To the room that I'm alone in.
2010 -Twenty-two years old
I sigh, rubbing my sore head. Knock out punches from The Big Show really do hurt. I feel like s**t, we just lost our titles, and not to mention the fact that the spoiled little s**t that I used to love, John Hennigan is here. Goddamnit... Drafting sucks. "Hey Mike" I hear that flirtacious voice that anoys the hell out of me. "What the hell do you want Kelly?" I ask, facing the blonde. "I just wanted to say that I'd miss you when I left..." I sigh, damn she makes me so annoyed. "Okay, is that it? Well okay, goodbye" I say walking off, but she grabs my arm. "Gosh Mike... You really need to be nicer..." I turn and face her, yanking my arm away. "Mike, what the hell is wrong with you?" I stare at her. "Wh-what do you mean 'what the hell's wrong with me' Kelly?" She sighs. "Mike, you don't fool me with that bullshit... I've known you for a long time, now spill, what's wrong?" I sigh again. "It's John" She rolls her eyes. "Damn that pretty boy..." She grimaces, then smiles. "Don't worry, glitterbutt isn't coming anywhere near you..." Just at that moment, Tiffany, the gossip queen on Smackdown, runs over to Kelly. "Omigawd! John just got drafted to Raw!" I grimace this time . "********" I curse loudly, Kelly looks over at Tiffany who seems utterly confused. "Umm what's wr-" Kelly cuts her off, putting a hand on the other blondes shoulder. "Tiffany, why don't you leave us alone for a little bit, 'kay?" Tiffany nodded, then ran off. "Mike, Do you want me to tell Natalya or The Bella Twins or Maryse or Eve or someone to look after you, here on Raw?" I smile. "You don't have to Kelly, I bet they already hate my guts..." She smiles, and hugs me. I hug back, even though she anoys me, she's like a little sister that I've never had. I gotta admit, I'm gonna miss her. She pulls away, and waves. "Bye Mikey" She walks away, and I sigh, my hand instantly going to the back of my head, where I rub to ease the pain.
A couple weeks later, me and Jericho hit out a revenge thing on Big Show, making a feud with The Hart Dynasty. That didn't last long, after we were defeated at Over the Limit. I was in a bad mood after that, not to mention the fact that I lost my U.S. championship to R-Truth, Glitterbutt's new tag partner. Thankfully I won it back, and defeated him twice for it. Once in a Fatal-4-Way, then again at the pay-pre-veiw that Sunday. So for me, everything was fine. So I was happily walking around backstage, carrying my championship on my shoulder, swagger in my step. "Hey Mike" I grimace and turn around, seeing John 'Glitterbutt' Hennigan, or Morrison to the WWE Universe. "Hello John" He smirks. "Wow, you remeber my name" He said sarcastically feining shock. "Ha ha John... Go away and be an arrogant b*****d elsewhere" He rolls his eyes. "Nice one Mike" I glare at him, then at that moment, Natalya walks up. "Mike, can you help me with my hair, the pink is fading" I nod, and follow the blonde. "So Pinky, are you being serious or where you getting me away from Glitterbutt Hennigan over there?" Natalya smiles. "Both" I nod. "Okay, I'm not a pro at this, but Jeff taught me a little bit" Natalya smiles. "Thank you Mike" She sits down in her chair in her locker room, and I grab the hair dye. After a many stress filled minutes, her hair was sucsessfully redyed, and she was very happy. "It looks great Mike!" She gets up and hugs me, then skips off to join her team. I smile, and walk back out into the hallway, to find Glitterbutt leaning on the wall. "Mike, you can't avoid me forever" I roll my eyes. "I can, and if I have to, I will" He glares at me. "Mike, stop being a child, god, Do you hate me that much?" I sigh, and and rub circles on my temples, trying to avoid the oncoming migrain. "To answer you question John, yes I do" John's eyes soften, and he looks hurt. Hell, I don't give a s**t if he is! "John, let me ask you something, you know I thought we had something special, I mean, I really loved you... You moved on too fast, getting a new boy toy, as Kelly puts it... Why do you think I'm not crawling back to you?" John was silent. "Seriously John, If you loved me, you wouldn't have done that" John stares at me. "Mike look I kno-" I cut him off with a sneer. "Sorry John, I'm over this s**t" I start to walk off, then turn around getting close to John. That's when I slap him, and walk off. I could feel his eyes on me as I left. They felt hurt, begging me to turn around, and scream 'I love you'. I can't do this anymore. My faithful heart is going to destroy me one day. I reach the doorway to my locker room, reaching for the handle, when a hand grabs my wrist and turns me around. I stare right into the milky chocolate brown eyes of John. "Cut out the goddamned Miz persona Mike" I snort, and push him away. "John, I can't 'cut out' my Miz persona... That's who I am now... I'm not the idiot that fell in love with you" John stares at me, a look of total hurt in his eyes. "Look, I'm sorry I hurt you Mike okay? I just want you back..." I stare at him, his eyes were completely honest, but I don't care. "It's okay John, I forgive you... but I'm not taking you back" I say turning around, opening my locker room door slamming it in his face.
After a long NXT Tuesday, I walked back to my locker room, to gather my stuff and head out. I was taking a road trip to Cleavland, to visit Tessa. It wouldn't take long, I have five days to get to my next destination. I walk out in the parking deck, quickly spotting my car, and leaning on it was John. What is he doing, stalking me? "Uhg, what do you want?!" He looks up at me, his eyes were still sad. Geez, he's like a lost puppy. "You Mike, look please take me back" I sigh, and open the door to my car, throwing my duffle bag in the passenger side, before climbing in myself. "Look, John. I am tierd of your s**t... Okay?" I try to close the car door, but John steps in the way, and I come to a halt. "John, move" John doesn't move, he just stares at me. "Mike, I'll do anything... Just take me back" I don't know what to say, I'm confused. Should I take him back, should I leave him. I deny and deny my feelings for him that are still there. I love him, and always will. He is my love, the one I crave and wish for. He is the air I breath. Without him, I'd die. I love him. "Mike, please... Don't make me spend another lonely night prayin' for daylight" I smile. That's one of my favorite songs, but I can't give up. "No" John sighs. "I guess I don't need this..." He takes a velvet box out of his pocket, and throws it the ground, walking off. I stare at it, then get out of the car, picking it up. I open it, there's a ring in it. It's not big and girly, just perfect sliver band, with two small diamonds on each side of a bigger one. He wanted to give me this? Tears come to my eyes, and I look up to see John walking back towards me. "John I... I'm sorry" He smiles and hugs me. "It's okay Mikey" He pulls away and kisses me. I kiss him back, pouring my heart and soul into it, when he pulls away from me. "Mike, will you marry me?" I blush. He's asking me to marry him. I smile, and nod, "Yes yes yes yes yes yes" I say over and over again. He chuckles. "well, don't we need Tessa's blessing?" He asks, and smile brighter. It's ironic that I was going to visit her anyway. "Yeah, come on" I get in the car, he gets in the passenger side, and we start our road trip to Tessa's grave.
We reach it sooner than we thought we would, but we did reach it. John and I got out of my car, walking into the cemetery, walking over to Tessa's grave, holding his hand the whole way. When we reached her grave, I smiled. A mist started to form, and then Tessa was standing there. John's eyes grew wide in shock, and he looked over at me. "Tessa, this is John" Tessa looked at him, and smiled, then looked back at me. 'I thought you broke up...' I look at John, he looked confused. "We got back together..." I said, then whispered. "Can you read her lips?" He shook his head, and I sighed. "Anyway, Tessa, umm since your my best friend, John wants to know if you give him permission to marry me" Tessa looked over at John, then back at me. 'If it's what you want... but what about your parents?' I stare at her, then back at John. "I haven't talked to my parents since I left for college... and they wouldn't approve, so I'll stick with you" She nodded, and touched my arm. "Tessa, I have to get going... We'll come visit you when we can" She nods and smiles. 'Bye Mike, Bye John' I squeeze John's hand, and he looks at me. "Let's go... Bye Tessa" We turn to leave, heading to my car, getting in, then heading to our next destination for Raw. My life is now the colors of the rainbow, 'cos I just can't have one color.
A year later
I walk alone, through the empty graveyard. Toward Tessa's grave. I stop infront of it, and stare at it. Tears come to my eyes, and I set the flowers I brought down by her grave marker. It's been a year. A year since her death. I smile sadly, and sit down by her grave. "Hey Tessa" I whisper, plucking a blade of grass from the ground. "It's been a long time, hasn't it? Well... Maybe not for me, but for you probably" I chuckle, running the blade through my fingers. "I miss you" I drop the blade of grass. "I wish you hadn't died... I wish that you had told me your parents were violent like that" Tears come back to my eyes, and I stand up quickly, placing the flowers on top of her grave, instead of beside it. I take one last look at her grave, then walk away. When I get to mom, I take another look back at Tessa's grave, seeing a girl, brown hair, like Tessa's, sitting beside the grave, her finger caressing the flower's petals. She must have felt my stare cause she looked up, and smiled. She mouthed, 'I miss you too', then disappeared before my eyes. "Mike, sweet heart, what are you staring at?" My mom asks, I shrug, and start to walk off. "Nothing mom... Can we just, go?" My mom nods, following me. As we walk out of the cemetery, I look back, out at all the graves, wondering, what the hell did I just see.
2008-Twenty years old
I sigh, getting out of my car and walking into the cemetery. I walk silently over to Tessa's grave, putting the flowers I had on it, and sitting down beside it. It felt like forever since the last time I sat here. "Hey Tessa... Sorry I haven't visited since I was twelve... Well, since we were twelve" I smile sadly. "A lot of things have been happening, and I never got the time to come back and say hi..." I shift my possition. "Well, I acctually fullfilled my dream... I'm a professional wrestler... Like you said I would be..." I smile, taking my finger and strokeing the flower's petals. "I won't be in town for long... We came back for a show here in Cleavland" I take my finger off of the petal, and pluck a blade of grass from the ground. "I don't like the chairman... Vince, but I'm gald he put me in a tagteam with John Hennigan, well John Morrison to the WWE fans..." I smile, twisting the blade of grass around my pinky. "John is really cute, and sweet, even though they make him seem like a totally arrogant b*****d on TV" I chuckle. "I think I'm developing a crush on him..." I drop the blade of grass and stare at the grave. "I hope you don't mind that I'm gay" and at the moment, a mist appears infront of me, it then turned into the girl I saw before. 'I don't mind' She mouthed. I smile slightly, then reach out and touch the grave marker. "Can you talk, Tessa?" I ask, staring at her. Her big brown eyes dropped and stared at the ground, then back at me. 'No' She mouthed. 'Mom cut my vocal cords' I nod, thanking god that I learned to read lips in high school. "She did? I didn't know... At your funeral, I saw the stiches on your neck, I just thought that you died by bleeding, not that your mom-" I stop, her eyes were hurt, and I shut up. She reaches out, touching my arm. I feel it, and look at her surprised. "You can touch me?" She nods, then pulls her arm away. 'Mike, tell me about John' I smile, and nod. I spent some time, sitting there cross legged, talking to Tessa's ghost. Man, I bet the passerbyes thought I was a freak. That's when I realized, that I was gonna be late for the ECW tapings, so I got up, and smiled. Tessa got up too. 'Do you have to leave?' She mouthed, and I nodded. Her eyes looked sad. "I'm sorry, Tess. I'll come visit you when I can" She smiled, and nodded. 'Bye Mike" and with that Ieft, leaving Tessa behind, wishing that she could come with me, but she can't.
When I reached the arena, John was waiting in the locker room. "Where were you Mike? It's almost time for our match, and you aren't even in your wrestling attire" I sigh, dropping my duffle bag on the bench. "I was visiting an old friend... and we kinda got caught up in talking..." John crosses his arms over his chest, and sighs. "Mike, you can't do that. If Vince knows you were late... You'd be fierd" I stared at John. "John, in all honesty... You wouldn't tell would you?" John sighed again. "No..." I smile. "I know" Then rush off to get dressed in my ring clothes.
After the match, John and I limped back to the locker room. We were wiped. Apparently, Jesse and Festus don't know how to take it easy on us, but in the end we beat them. John sighed with relief, sitting down on the bench in our private locker room. I limped over to the locker that I had thrown my stuff into, and snatched my duffle bag out of it after having a battle with the combination lock. I turn around, to see John already changed, and laying on the bench. "Wow, you change fast" I say, then walk back to the showers, taking a quick one, then getting dressed in my baggy black gym shorts and a white tank top. I stumble out of the shower area, and watch as John tried to grab his sunglasses, that had fallen on the floor, to far away from where he was laying on the bench. I chuckle slightly, then pick up his sunglasses. I put them on then smirk. "How do I look, John?" John rolls his eyes. "Like s**t... now give 'em back" I smirk, taking them off, holding them just above his reach. He finally gives up, sitting up and grabbing them. I take that oppertuninty to push him off of the bench. I chuckle, then sit down, and put on my Nike's. "DUDE! So not funny... That hurt my a**" John says, getting up off of the floor and sitting beside me. "It was too" I say, smiling, looking over at him. He pouts. "Was not!" He sighed, laying his head on my shoulder. "Anyway... When am I gonna meet the friend you were talking to earlier?" I stare at him, then push him away, standing up. "Never John... She's dead" John cocked an eyebrow questioningly. "What?" He asked, standing up too. "She's dead... Earlier I spent three hours talking to a gavestone..." John looked shocked. "Wow... I'm friends with a lunatic" I roll my eyes, and grab my duffle bag. "Well that's nice John... Since I'm a lunatic, I guess you don't want me around... So I think I'll leave" I say, walking to the locker room door, where I was stopped, when John's hand grasped my hand. "Mike... I was kiding... I'm sorry" I look back at him. "John... That's a lie" John sighs pulling me close to him, and he hugs me. "No Mike, it was the truth" I pull away, and stare at him. "Whatever..." I turn to leave again, but he grabs my wrist , pulling me back, not roughly though. "s**t Mike, I'm not ******** lieing to you... Why would I lie to my best friend?" I stare at him. "I don't know John..." My gaze drops to the ground, and he lets go of my arm. "I have to go" I say, walking out of the locker room, walking to the parking deck, getting into my rental car. Tears come to my eyes, knowing that John probably thinks I'm a total idiot. A couple seconds later, someone taps on my window. I roll it down, and see John standing there, a concerned look in his eyes. "Mike, why are you crying?" He reaches into the car, whiping my tears from my eyes, then smiles sadly. "I really hurt your feelings... I'm sorry Mike" I look at him, my eyes fogging with tears. "John I..." I stop, his brown eyes making it hard for me to finish. "Mike... stop okay... stop" I stare at him.
"Mike, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings... I wouldn't have if I had known better..." I nod, and smile. "John, it's okay" Time seemed to go slowly in the seconds it took for John to lean his head through the window and place a chaste kiss on my lips. I can feel my face heating up as he pulls away. "Wh-what was that for?" I ask, and he just smiles. "You're too cute... I love you Mike, see you tommorow" He starts to walk off when I smile and yell. "Love you too! and by the way, nice a**!" He turns back and smiles. "Yours is way better" My face heats up again. He chuckles, and walks away, leaving me sitting in my car, my heart fluttering in my chest.
2009 -Twenty-one years old
He disqualified me! Why the hell did he do that?! I turn and face John, then look at the titantron when I see sadness flash in his eyes. I was being drafted to Raw. All because he did what he did. He looks over at me, his eyes apologizing for his actions, I nod, whispering, "It's okay John" He puts his hand out, wanting me to shake it, but I just pull him into a hug. Of course, Vince wanted me to turn on him, he said 'No matter what, after your match, you attack Morrison', of course, I had to agree or be fierd. So I did what he told me to, then rushed backstage. To the locker room, where I sat, my head in my hands, crying. Just when I thought the silence was consuming me, the locker room door opened. Revealing the beautiful face of John Hennigan. My so-called best friend. The one that disqualified me. Got me drafted to Raw. "Mike... I... Vince never said that you'd be drafted... He just wanted me to come out and... aww s**t..." I stare at him. "John... What are we gonna do? We'll barely see each other... 'cos Smackdown doesn't travel with Raw..." John stares at me, then sits down on the bench beside me, pulling me into him. I lay my head on his exposed chest. "I'm sorry Mike" I stare at him, and fake a smile. "It's okay John..." John pulls away, and kisses me. I kiss back, making sure to get one last taste of John before it's over. Before I lose him. I pull away, and hug him again. Tears coming to my eyes again. They stroke my cheeks, and I pull away from John to furiously wipe them away. John smiles sadly. "I love you Mike" I hug him one last time, and whisper 'I love you too' in his ear, before pulling away. I get up, and go to change out of my ring clothes. I grab my duffle bag, and head back to our room. For the last night we spend together. In each other's arms. For the last time.
A couple months later, I stand in the spot I had once before, staring at Tessa's grave. The spot where I told her all about him. The spot that I shed the most tears. Where I cried the night of her funeral. Where I cried when I came back a year later. I fall down to the ground, and stare at the grave marker. "Tessa... I'm so lonely..." I hug my knees to my chest. "John and I... We were a couple..." I smile. "For a year... Until the drafts... When we were split up and put on different shows... Me on Raw... and him on Smackdown." I sigh, and then there was a hand on my shoulder. I jump, and look up, seeing no other than Shawn Micheals. "Uh, Mike? Are you okay? You're talking to a-" I frown, and bury my head in my knees, he stops talking. "I know" I mumble, then my head shoots up and I glare at him. "What the hell do you want?!" I yell. "Why are you here?! Are you and everybody else on Raw just trying to torment me?!" Shawn backs off. "hey, Mike, no one's trying to torment you, okay? It's not our fault you were drafted away from your prince charming" My glare fades, and I look away from him. Still frowning. "You don't know how much it's hurt me Shawn... really... you don't" Shawn stares at me, then sits down beside me. "Mike, I know I don't but seriously... It's been like two months... get over it..." I push him away, and stand up. "No Shawn... I won't..." I walk away, back to my rental car. I get in, and drive back to my hotel. To the room that I'm alone in.
2010 -Twenty-two years old
I sigh, rubbing my sore head. Knock out punches from The Big Show really do hurt. I feel like s**t, we just lost our titles, and not to mention the fact that the spoiled little s**t that I used to love, John Hennigan is here. Goddamnit... Drafting sucks. "Hey Mike" I hear that flirtacious voice that anoys the hell out of me. "What the hell do you want Kelly?" I ask, facing the blonde. "I just wanted to say that I'd miss you when I left..." I sigh, damn she makes me so annoyed. "Okay, is that it? Well okay, goodbye" I say walking off, but she grabs my arm. "Gosh Mike... You really need to be nicer..." I turn and face her, yanking my arm away. "Mike, what the hell is wrong with you?" I stare at her. "Wh-what do you mean 'what the hell's wrong with me' Kelly?" She sighs. "Mike, you don't fool me with that bullshit... I've known you for a long time, now spill, what's wrong?" I sigh again. "It's John" She rolls her eyes. "Damn that pretty boy..." She grimaces, then smiles. "Don't worry, glitterbutt isn't coming anywhere near you..." Just at that moment, Tiffany, the gossip queen on Smackdown, runs over to Kelly. "Omigawd! John just got drafted to Raw!" I grimace this time . "********" I curse loudly, Kelly looks over at Tiffany who seems utterly confused. "Umm what's wr-" Kelly cuts her off, putting a hand on the other blondes shoulder. "Tiffany, why don't you leave us alone for a little bit, 'kay?" Tiffany nodded, then ran off. "Mike, Do you want me to tell Natalya or The Bella Twins or Maryse or Eve or someone to look after you, here on Raw?" I smile. "You don't have to Kelly, I bet they already hate my guts..." She smiles, and hugs me. I hug back, even though she anoys me, she's like a little sister that I've never had. I gotta admit, I'm gonna miss her. She pulls away, and waves. "Bye Mikey" She walks away, and I sigh, my hand instantly going to the back of my head, where I rub to ease the pain.
A couple weeks later, me and Jericho hit out a revenge thing on Big Show, making a feud with The Hart Dynasty. That didn't last long, after we were defeated at Over the Limit. I was in a bad mood after that, not to mention the fact that I lost my U.S. championship to R-Truth, Glitterbutt's new tag partner. Thankfully I won it back, and defeated him twice for it. Once in a Fatal-4-Way, then again at the pay-pre-veiw that Sunday. So for me, everything was fine. So I was happily walking around backstage, carrying my championship on my shoulder, swagger in my step. "Hey Mike" I grimace and turn around, seeing John 'Glitterbutt' Hennigan, or Morrison to the WWE Universe. "Hello John" He smirks. "Wow, you remeber my name" He said sarcastically feining shock. "Ha ha John... Go away and be an arrogant b*****d elsewhere" He rolls his eyes. "Nice one Mike" I glare at him, then at that moment, Natalya walks up. "Mike, can you help me with my hair, the pink is fading" I nod, and follow the blonde. "So Pinky, are you being serious or where you getting me away from Glitterbutt Hennigan over there?" Natalya smiles. "Both" I nod. "Okay, I'm not a pro at this, but Jeff taught me a little bit" Natalya smiles. "Thank you Mike" She sits down in her chair in her locker room, and I grab the hair dye. After a many stress filled minutes, her hair was sucsessfully redyed, and she was very happy. "It looks great Mike!" She gets up and hugs me, then skips off to join her team. I smile, and walk back out into the hallway, to find Glitterbutt leaning on the wall. "Mike, you can't avoid me forever" I roll my eyes. "I can, and if I have to, I will" He glares at me. "Mike, stop being a child, god, Do you hate me that much?" I sigh, and and rub circles on my temples, trying to avoid the oncoming migrain. "To answer you question John, yes I do" John's eyes soften, and he looks hurt. Hell, I don't give a s**t if he is! "John, let me ask you something, you know I thought we had something special, I mean, I really loved you... You moved on too fast, getting a new boy toy, as Kelly puts it... Why do you think I'm not crawling back to you?" John was silent. "Seriously John, If you loved me, you wouldn't have done that" John stares at me. "Mike look I kno-" I cut him off with a sneer. "Sorry John, I'm over this s**t" I start to walk off, then turn around getting close to John. That's when I slap him, and walk off. I could feel his eyes on me as I left. They felt hurt, begging me to turn around, and scream 'I love you'. I can't do this anymore. My faithful heart is going to destroy me one day. I reach the doorway to my locker room, reaching for the handle, when a hand grabs my wrist and turns me around. I stare right into the milky chocolate brown eyes of John. "Cut out the goddamned Miz persona Mike" I snort, and push him away. "John, I can't 'cut out' my Miz persona... That's who I am now... I'm not the idiot that fell in love with you" John stares at me, a look of total hurt in his eyes. "Look, I'm sorry I hurt you Mike okay? I just want you back..." I stare at him, his eyes were completely honest, but I don't care. "It's okay John, I forgive you... but I'm not taking you back" I say turning around, opening my locker room door slamming it in his face.
After a long NXT Tuesday, I walked back to my locker room, to gather my stuff and head out. I was taking a road trip to Cleavland, to visit Tessa. It wouldn't take long, I have five days to get to my next destination. I walk out in the parking deck, quickly spotting my car, and leaning on it was John. What is he doing, stalking me? "Uhg, what do you want?!" He looks up at me, his eyes were still sad. Geez, he's like a lost puppy. "You Mike, look please take me back" I sigh, and open the door to my car, throwing my duffle bag in the passenger side, before climbing in myself. "Look, John. I am tierd of your s**t... Okay?" I try to close the car door, but John steps in the way, and I come to a halt. "John, move" John doesn't move, he just stares at me. "Mike, I'll do anything... Just take me back" I don't know what to say, I'm confused. Should I take him back, should I leave him. I deny and deny my feelings for him that are still there. I love him, and always will. He is my love, the one I crave and wish for. He is the air I breath. Without him, I'd die. I love him. "Mike, please... Don't make me spend another lonely night prayin' for daylight" I smile. That's one of my favorite songs, but I can't give up. "No" John sighs. "I guess I don't need this..." He takes a velvet box out of his pocket, and throws it the ground, walking off. I stare at it, then get out of the car, picking it up. I open it, there's a ring in it. It's not big and girly, just perfect sliver band, with two small diamonds on each side of a bigger one. He wanted to give me this? Tears come to my eyes, and I look up to see John walking back towards me. "John I... I'm sorry" He smiles and hugs me. "It's okay Mikey" He pulls away and kisses me. I kiss him back, pouring my heart and soul into it, when he pulls away from me. "Mike, will you marry me?" I blush. He's asking me to marry him. I smile, and nod, "Yes yes yes yes yes yes" I say over and over again. He chuckles. "well, don't we need Tessa's blessing?" He asks, and smile brighter. It's ironic that I was going to visit her anyway. "Yeah, come on" I get in the car, he gets in the passenger side, and we start our road trip to Tessa's grave.
We reach it sooner than we thought we would, but we did reach it. John and I got out of my car, walking into the cemetery, walking over to Tessa's grave, holding his hand the whole way. When we reached her grave, I smiled. A mist started to form, and then Tessa was standing there. John's eyes grew wide in shock, and he looked over at me. "Tessa, this is John" Tessa looked at him, and smiled, then looked back at me. 'I thought you broke up...' I look at John, he looked confused. "We got back together..." I said, then whispered. "Can you read her lips?" He shook his head, and I sighed. "Anyway, Tessa, umm since your my best friend, John wants to know if you give him permission to marry me" Tessa looked over at John, then back at me. 'If it's what you want... but what about your parents?' I stare at her, then back at John. "I haven't talked to my parents since I left for college... and they wouldn't approve, so I'll stick with you" She nodded, and touched my arm. "Tessa, I have to get going... We'll come visit you when we can" She nods and smiles. 'Bye Mike, Bye John' I squeeze John's hand, and he looks at me. "Let's go... Bye Tessa" We turn to leave, heading to my car, getting in, then heading to our next destination for Raw. My life is now the colors of the rainbow, 'cos I just can't have one color.
