Title: Even Angels Fall
Author: Jami Lynn
Chapter: 22
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the wrestlers used in this story, 'cause if I
did, I'd be busy with them right now *grin*. But I do own Jami, for she is me.
Tasha owns herself. (Heaven help the person who tries to claim he/she owns
either of us). And I use the wrestlers
wrestling names in the story, JUST DEAL WIT IT! And don't bother suing me...all
you'd get is a half eaten ham sandwich and a bag of chips from 2 years ago.
Distribution: Ask me if you can use it, more than likely I will say yes.
Rating: So far, it's a PG-13
Content: Nothing bad as of yet, probably won't be anything to bad
either....maybe some cussing.
Spoilers: Um...anything can happen and I'm just writing as I go, so I don't know
yet *L*.
Summary: New Story
Feedback: I need feedback like I need air! So give it to me, babee!
Email: [email protected]
Jaylynn stretched out in the backseat as Amy drove the rest of the way to their
hotel Sunday night. They were staying at a hotel in between the Sunday night
house show they had just come from and the town Monday Night Raw was to be in
the next night.
Jaylynn closed her eyes against the image of Matt kissing Amy's palm and making
googly eyes at him. She stiffled a groan, reminding herself that this was Matt's
car and it wouldn't be a pleasant experience to be thrown out at 60 miles per
hour.
'I am so glad that I have my own hotel room tonight.' Jaylynn thought to herself
as Amy pulled into the hotel parking lot. Amy headed inside to check them all in
while Jaylynn helped Matt grab the bags. As she treked into the hotel lobby she
was suprised to see a group of fans waiting.
"You guys go ahead. I'll see you in the morning." Jaylynn whispered before
dropping her bags off at the hotel front desk. She headed over to ths fans, who
screeched when they realized that she was heading towards them.
Flashes went off in her face as she smiled at everyone. Pieces of paper were
shoved in her face. "Just chill y'all. I will get to y'all, I promise." Jaylynn
assured and the papers weren't as pushed into her face.
"Can I get a picture with you? Please? I am your biggest fan." A girl around the
age of 15 asked. Jaylynn was shocked to see tears streaming down the young girls
face. "Sure you can sweetie. Which camera do we look at?" Jaylynn asked.
The girl pointed to where her mother stood off to the side, aiming a camera in
their direction. Jaylynn put her arm around the girl and brought her face close
to hers. The flash signaled that the picture had been snapped and Jaylynn took
the promo shot that the girl held out ot her for her to sign.
"What's your name sweetheart?" Jaylynn asked. "Leslie Anne." The girl whispered.
Jaylynn wrote, "To my biggest fan and sweetheart, Leslie Anne. Stay True. Love
ya girl, ~Angel~". The girl read what she wrote and thanked her profusely.
Jaylynn grinned and hugged the girl.
Leslie ran off to show her mom the picture and Jaylynn finished signing
autographs and taking pictures with the fans. Then she grabbed her bags and made
her way to her room.
"641....641" Jaylynn mumbled as she slowly made her way down the hallway.
Spotting her room number she saw an envelope taped to the front. "Probably from
O'Mac or Jeff." Jaylynn said to herself with a sigh. She grabbed the envelope
and trudged intside the room, throwing her bags in teh corner as she made her
way to a chair.
She ripped open the envelope and a poloraid fell out and fluttered to the floor.
Jaylynn opened the letter enclosed with it anf felt her heart begin to pound.
"With Shane McMahon out of the way we can finally be together. I'll be coming
for you soon." was typed in block letters. "My Angel's Keeper" was typed on the
last line of the text and Jaylynn began to shake.
SHe grabbed the picture from the floor and nearly threw up. It was the picture
of her posing with Leslie from the lobby, only from a different angle then they
were looking towards. It was more from behind them and to the side.
Written in black mark Angel's Keeper had scrawled. "Little Leslie Anne, Maybe
we'll have one like her. Or if you want, we can have her. I can get her for
you." the block letters read.
Jaylynn tossed the letter and picture on the bed and ran to the bathroom,
vomitting in the toilet.
Chapter 23