There was this guy I met at work his name was Phill we became good friends right away we both had troubled childhoods his parents both where addicts he admitted to me he never went home sometimes and I told him my dad was a druggie we where constantly talking which naturally made us grow closer and closer we were always traveling being in the WWE we had to travel a lot and stay in hotels a lot I usually got a room next to his so if we needed each other and sometimes if the hotel was good there was a door connectiong our rooms so i could pop in and say hi or stay for awhile if I wasnt in his room he'd be in mine we would be talking or just watching tv togethor sometimes I would end up just looking at him I was so lucky to have a friend like him he was always there for me and I was always there for him I got so close to him we both knew everything about eachother I knew how his dad was alcoholic and his mom was a drug addict he witnessed his prents almost die multipule times I was so surprised how strong he was when we got new storylines he walked up to me angry about his storyline he was put in with another wrestler it was the other guy pushing and pushing him to drink alcohol it tore him apart inside about a week later he was going to get dowsed in whisky and then the other guy was going to smash a bottle on his head I kept asking if he was going to be ok he always reasurred me he was going to be ok when the time came I followed him to the curtian where he would walk out said good luck then stood by and watched as he walked out to the stage as i stayed backstage and i watched closely as he lay there on the ground covered in whisky I thought I was going to have an breakdown knowing how he felt it broke my heart when the time came for the bottle i held my breath and squeezed my arm as the glass scattered everywhere when the camera zoomed in on him my heart sank he was hiding his face but I noticed as he was covering his head was his hand it was shaking i couldnt imagine what was going on inside him i ran back to the curtian where he would come backstge and waited for him to come out but the tv by the exit showed he layed there longer then he was supposed to when he finnaly got up and walked backstage i quietly followed him he didnt look up once he walked to his room he grabbed a towel and started wiping the foul smelling liquid off himself he didnt even notice me untill he sat down and i snuck a chair over and sat in front of him i snuck my tiny hands into his shaky hands he didnt notice me at first as he sat there i could tell he was a mess inside he tried to stay strong and hold it in but when i whispered if he was ok he leaned on my shoulder and huged me i knew he was upset but it wasnt a normal upset he was just forced to be covered in what to him was poison i didnt know what to say so i just sat there holding him i tried to stay strong but i felt for him i layed my head down onto him thats when i first realised i loved him we sat for about 20 minutes untill he sat up and looked up at me softly he told me "i love you so much" i scooched closer to him and hugged him again and whispered in his ear i love you too i stayed with him all night refusing to let go of his hand i couldnt leave him knowing how much he was hurting we then started going out he was the sweetest guy i had ever known he started getting more and more upset at WWE they never cared for him he contemplated leaving he was terrified they would do something to break us apart so he just stopped going for a bit but little did i know while he was gone he was planning on his proposal to me when i took my break for just about three months he made sure he never left my side we where either hanging out of going out when my break was almost done he took me to a really fancy restaraunt just before our desert came out he stood up and knelt down beside me and said ever since that night you didnt have to stay with me but you did you sat by me at my weakest moment i knew we were ment to be together April... will you marry me i practically screamed yes i jumped in his arms everybody clapped for us that night he was the happiest person on the planet but the next week i had to go back he sat next to me hand in hand while we waited for my plane as soon as my plane called for boarding he looked like a puppy begging for his owner not to leave i felt so bad for leaving him but when i hugged im goodbye i promised to call him everynight i was gone and text him constantly as i sat on the plane in my seat i looked down at my ring asit sparkeled and felt a tear run down my face i already missed him i texted him once we took off it was about a 4 hour flight i couldnt sleep thinking about him alone at home i recieved a text from the boss saying my contract was over next week and about signing another one i again glanced down at my ring still sparkling and thought for about 10 minutes i replied with a simple i think its time for me to retire and sent it i then drifted asleep and woke up to the dinging that was we arrived to our destination my eyes felt as if they where burning out from the sun i was now about 5 states from home in chicago i texted Phill to tell him i landed safely and i also told him that i didnt resign a contract he called me immeaditely asking why i didnt resign all i said was ive done what i needed to do there we talked for about an hour then i had to get ready for my last night in WWE since next week was a payper view that i wasnt in this would be my last match
