My Wrestling One Shots/Song Fics

Life Goes On

I felt this before
Now I feel it again
No matter how hard I try
This feeling won't end

He listened to the words of the song as he drove slowly through the darkness to his next location. Las Vegas, Nevada. He wasn't exactly thrilled to be heading down a deserted highway. By himself, nonetheless, but this is how he had been traveling and living for that past few months ever since he received the divorce papers. Alone and deserted. He had been listening to the song religiously ever since the nasty break-up which ripped through all the WWE fan sites, forcing them to make it more public than it needed to be.

Of course, it hadn't seemed to bother her in the least. She continued working closely with the asshole that he blamed for the split. He had been on injury leave since right before he had returned to the ring. He was beginning to think instead of being a wrestler, Adam's job was sleeping with the taken and married females within the company. First, it was Amy and Matt and now him and Stephanie.

He exhausted a heavy sigh, as he recalled a fonder memory of he and Steph. Actually, many would assume it was the beginning of their long relationship. The night his character was to drug her and drive her to a drive-in in Vegas where they conveniently did marriages. Hence, the beginning of the McMahon-Helmsley era. In reality, it was the beginning of the off-screen duo of Stephanie and Paul, he was just scared and confused at the time to admit it. She wasn't though. She bypassed all the talent and took it straight to the head honcho, her father, Vincent K. McMahon.

Of course, Vince would have liked to have blown a gasket, but realizing this was more than business, he soon gave his blessing of the possibly of a relationship between the two, only to rip his approval from underneath the pair, forcing them to call it quits. They did as they were asked, not liking the outcome one bit. Vince must have realized the mistake, because weeks later, he granted the permission for his little princess and allowed her to continuing seeing Paul.

He looked over at the passenger seat and smiled slightly. He ran his hand up and down the cool leather seat, wanting so bad for it the be her arm, her leg, just any familiar body part of his soon to be ex-wife. Knowing that wasn't the case, he quickly returned his hand on the wheel and continued on his journey.

He knew he had to get over this nagging feeling. He wanted to shake it so hard, but every time he thought he was alright, he would turn a corner and there she was. Smiling her perfect smile, dressed to perfection and showing her affection to another man. Namely, Adam Copeland. She was nursing him back to health, the same way she had helped him since the beginning of the year with his quad injury.

This was getting to be too much for him and the sooner he faced the facts, the sooner he could return to his normal life. As much as the thought scared him, it was the reality of the situation. He had to remember how to be the bachelor, Paul Levesque.

So I pretend you're here by my side
Tonight on this lonely ride
I keep telling myself that

He knew once he truly was able to forget about his former wife, the better. He had drowned his sorrow many nights with alcohol from whatever hotel he was at. He had talked to Shawn, his best buddy, and while his advice was normally right on target, this time, he was left feeling the same way he entered. Shawn had tried and continued on trying to help him live again from city to city. He even tried setting him up on a couple dates. Paul threw it aside as being too soon for him to move on.

God love the man, he was trying. But, I need her!

He sighed again, noting the highway sigh that he has just passed. 25 miles until his head would be on a pillow and he could try getting some sleep. That was an easier job being said. He had tried the sleeping game for months now, but he only seemed to think of Stephanie. The way her hair smelled, the way her lips felt on his own, the way she whispered his name or said the three words that melted his heart every time.