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// She said I don't know If I've ever been good enough //
Hell if I know why in the world I ever started talking to her. As far as I was concerned she was the biggest bitch that ever walked the earth, no matter how long she had been banging my best friend. My ex-best friend.
One thing is for sure, when I started hanging around her I had to many damn exes in my life. An ex-girlfriend, an ex-best friend, an ex-tag team partner, an ex-everything. I guess I was ex-Matt Hardy. But she had it worse than me. I never would have believed it. I never could have believed that the Billion Dollar Princess was about as far from happy as a person could get.
And that still doesn't answer the question at hand. Why did I befriend Stephanie McMahon?
// I'm a little bit rusty And I think my head is caving in //
There were several sniffles coming from the car on the other side of mine. I had taken to coming to the arenas alone after Jeff got a girlfriend and Lita broke up with me. I was curious. I wanted anything to take my mind off of the child that should have been growing inside of Lita.
I leaned down to look in the window. "Stephanie?" I asked in shock.
Her head shot toward me and looked at me as if I was the worst scum on earth. She snarled like she could care less who I was, like she didn't care about much at all. The sneer on her face would have been a lot more convincing if her blue eyes weren't filled with tears.
"What's wrong?" I asked as I opened the passenger door to her car and got in.
// And I don't know if I've ever been really loved By a hand that's touched me //
She didn't talk that first night. She just started up her car and left the parking lot. She drove around the city we were in. It was strange to see Stephanie so concentrated and so quiet. She didn't say a word the whole two hours we rode in that car together.
I would catch glimpses of her profile from time to time. There was some strength in the way she clenched her jaw, some grace in her neck. But more than anything there was this profound sense of overwhelming sadness about her.
She drove back to the parking lot when she was nearly out of gas and dropped me off by my car. She stopped the car and I looked her in the eyes. The tears were still there. I wanted to tell her it was okay to cry, but somehow I didn't think she would have taken that too well.
"Thank you," she whispered, her voice choked with unspoken tears.
"Maybe we can talk about it next time," I said.
// And I feel like something's gonna to give And I'm a little bit angry //
Okay, so I'm a big, freaking softy. Especially where crying women are concerned. I can't make myself leave them when they are obviously in pain. Part of me reached out to the pain in Stephanie.
And I realized something amazing on my way back to my hotel. For the first time in months, I had spent two hours without thinking about Lita or the baby we might have had. Stephanie had inadvertently helped me to get away from my own problems, if only for a short period.
But I was mad as hell that it was Stephanie that I had crossed paths with. It was never wise to be involved with Stephanie McMahon. Stephanie's friends, enemies, and lovers were all brought to their knees because of her. But then I'd see those damn blue eyes in my mind and I knew I had to be there for her, because obviously no one else was.
// Well, this ain't over No not here Not while I still need you around //
No matter how mad I was, I was always at Stephanie's car after a show. It was weeks before she really said anything at all on our rides. She would always say thank you when she dropped me off, but that was it.
I didn't mind. When I was in the car with Stephanie, I stopped thinking. I was so centered on Stephanie and this quiet pain that she held inside, that I forgot about the pain I always felt. It was an escape. I think it was an escape for Stephanie too. If Stephanie didn't like what was happening she would have just stopped being around when I went to the parking lot.
No one knew about these rides Stephanie took together. People probably would have thought we were crazy if they did know. It was like our own private therapy.
// You don't own me We might change it Yeah we just might feel good //
"What are you doing here?" she asked me one night while she was stopped at a red light.
"What?" I asked, stunned to hear her say something that really mattered.
"Why do you come here?" Stephanie asked me.
"I don't know," I answered.
"Matt, don't let me drag you down," Stephanie said. "You're a good person. I'm bad news."
"Stephanie," I said, reaching out and touching her arm. "You are not bad news."
"You can't understand," she said. I saw tears glittering in her eyes again.
"Try me," I challenged.
// I want to push you around, Well I will, well I will //
Stephanie pulled onto a dark, residential street and pulled up to a curb. "You don't want to know the crap I've done Matt."
"You don't want to admit that stuff that you've done," I replied. "I doubt you could shock me too much."
Stephanie's eyes glittered in a way that made me uncomfortable. She leaned over and kissed me. The kiss was angry, meant to offend me. I liked it.
After a couple of moments the kiss became more. It was like both of us had been missing something in our lives for so long, and we weren't above using each other to fix our pain.
Stephanie tore away and ran a hand through her hair, "God, this is wrong?"
"Why?" I asked. "We are two single people, what is wrong about it?"
// I want to take you down Well I will, well I will //
"You think you know who I am Matt," Stephanie said. "But you have no idea. You should get out of this car and run away. I ruin everyone."
"I doubt that," I said. I knew I had thought the same thing several times in my life about Stephanie, but I wouldn't admit it to her while she was in the middle of breaking down.
"I couldn't possibly be what you need," Stephanie said.
"Maybe you already are," I said. "Maybe you're my escape."
"What in the world would you have to escape?" she asked.
"You'd be surprised," I said, looking out of the window so she couldn't see the tears in my own eyes.
// I want to take you for granted I want to take you for granted Yeah, yeah I will, I will I will //
I wasn't surprised when Stephanie ended up at my room that night though. I wasn't surprised that the sex was great. I wasn't surprised when she put on her clothes and left right away. I was surprised that I wished she hadn't left.
Meaningless sex is not my thing. That night with Stephanie was as close as I ever got to meaningless sex. But I knew there was meaning in there. Maybe the reasons were clouded by lust. Maybe the reasons weren't exactly noble.
But still, it wasn't enough. I wanted to have more.
// She said I don't know Why you ever would've lied to me Like I'm a little untrusting When I think the truth is gonna hurt you //
"What are you escaping when you're with me?" Stephanie asked the next night.
"History," I said.
"I know the feeling," Stephanie said.
"What are you escaping from?" I asked her.
"Myself," Stephanie said. "Somehow I never run far enough."
"What did you do?" I asked her. "It has to be something that happened recently."
"You really want to know?" she asked me.
"I do," I told her.
// And I don't know why You couldn't just stay with me You couldn't stand to be near me //
"I killed my baby," she whispered, not looking at me.
I felt my heart stop. She had had an abortion just like Lita had. I had managed to fall for another woman who didn't think about the future and just thought about themselves until it was too late to take it back.
"You had an abortion?" I asked her.
"God no!" she exclaimed.
"Then what?" I asked her.
"I went to the ring to force Jericho to see me, to admit I was pregnant with his child," Stephanie said. Her voice sounded robotic, emotionless. "And he pushed me off the apron."
"You miscarried Steph," I said. "You didn't kill your baby!"
// When my face don't seem to want to shine. Cause it's a little bit dirty //
"I shouldn't have gone down the ring!" Stephanie exclaimed. "I knowingly endangered the life of my child and I'm paying for it."
"You want to hear about killing a baby Stephanie?" I asked, getting angry at her unreasonable guilt over her loss. "How about a woman who decided that because she didn't trust me and she didn't want to lose her career, she should have an abortion?"
"Lita had an abortion?" Stephanie asked in shock. "I thought that was a rumor."
"Yeah," I said. "She had already decided before she even talked to me. By the time I found out about the baby, there was no changing her mind."
"Do you hate her?" Stephanie asked.
"No," I sighed. "She made the decision that was right for her. I was there for her. She's the one who broke us up."
"She's dating Shane," Stephanie said softly.
"He better treat her right," I said.
// Well, don't just stand there Saying nice things to me Cause I've been cheated, I've been wronged //
I guess Stephanie and I felt we had something in common after that. Both of us longed to know the children we could never meet. Both of us had been bleeding inside because of the loss of a child. Both of us didn't know how to deal with it.
We used each other. I felt that it was better for me to put my pain into my relationship with Stephanie. I knew we wouldn't last. I knew we were just trying to escape until we could live with ourselves.
But I fell in love with Stephanie. I know, I'm as stupid as they come. I know falling for Stephanie can only bring you pain. But I did it.
// You, you don't own me Well I can't change I won't do anything at all //
"What are you doing here?" I asked Stephanie when I answered the front door of my house. We had never gone to each other's home.
"We have to talk Matt," Stephanie said, tears in her pretty blue eyes.
"Okay," I said, letting her into the house and leading her to the living room. I turned off the TV and sat on the table, motioning for her to sit on the couch.
"What is it?" I asked her.
"I'm pregnant," Stephanie said.
// I want to push you around, Well I will, yeah I will I want to take you down Well I will, I will //
I did the first thing that entered my room. I picked Stephanie up and I whirled her around the room. It took me a moment to realize that she was crying.
"What's wrong?" I asked her.
"You're happy?" Stephanie asked, sobbing.
"Of course I am Stephanie," I said, wiping some of her tears away.
"Why couldn't Chris have reacted this way?" Stephanie asked miserably.
I felt my heart clam up. The woman I loved wished someone else was the father of her child. It hurt in a way I never knew I could hurt. It felt like someone shot me in the heart and then decided to set it on fire for good measure.
// I want to take you for granted I want to take you for granted Yeah I will, I will I will //
"Why don't you just go running back to him?" I asked, setting her away from me. I paced to the window, not wanting her to see the tears in my eyes.
"What are you talking about?" Stephanie asked.
"Damn you Stephanie!" I cried. "It was because Jericho didn't react like this that you and I have a second chance at being parents. Can you pain mean so much to you that you can't see that I love you?"
"Don't say that Matt," Stephanie said. There was fear in her voice. I turned quickly to see Stephanie staring at me as if she had seen a ghost.
"Don't say what?" I asked her.
"That you love me," Stephanie said. "You don't want to love me. You should stay far away from me."
// Oh but don't bowl me over Just wait a minute //
"Stephanie," I said, my voice softer. I walked to her, not touching her. I wanted to be there for her if she needed that. "We're going to be parents together, I'm not staying away.'
"Can I be a parent?" Stephanie asked. "Can I be someone who is responsible for another life? I ruin everything! Everything!"
"Stop it!" I exclaimed. "I don't want to hear that from you. You're wonderful, you just know how to hide it pretty well, or you don't know how to show it."
"It would be so nice to believe," Stephanie said. "But I can't!"
"Why not?" I asked her.
"Because I know what's really inside of me!" Stephanie exclaimed. I wanted to reach out and wipe away the tears that were coursing down her face. "I think of me first! No child deserves that."
// Well I kind of fell apart there Things get so crazy, crazy //
"I wish you could see yourself like I see you," I said softly.
"You're just too damn good Matt," Stephanie said. "You look for the good and sometimes you're willing to ignore the bad."
"What is wrong with that?" I asked her. I tried to pull her into my arms, where I knew she would finally cry her troubles away.
"You're too damn blind to see that I will ruin you," Stephanie said, pulling away and heading toward my front door. "And I will ruin this baby."
And then she was gone.
// Don't rush this baby Don't rush this baby, baby //
For a minute I couldn't move. I couldn't see straight. I just wanted to die. I had offered Stephanie my heart with both hands and she had rejected it.
But then I ran after her. She was nearly to her car by the time I reached her. "I'm not letting you get away that easily."
"Matt," Stephanie cried. "Let me go."
"I can't," I said. "I don't know what you would do to yourself if you leave and I would die if you got hurt."
"You mean if I hurt the baby," Stephanie said. I looked in her eyes and I saw the pain she held onto in a different light. I finally understood. "I'm not enough for you, just like I wasn't enough for Chris. It's the baby you're worried about."
"No Stephanie," I said, making her look at me. "I love you. You. I have for awhile now, I was just pretty sure you didn't want to hear it."
// I want to push you around, Well I will, yeah I will I want to take you down Well I will, I will //
"You were wrong," Stephanie said. "I needed to hear it."
"You want me to say it again?" I asked her. "Because I love you so much that I could say it every minute and you still wouldn't know exactly how much I love you."
She finally let me hold her. "Thank you so much."
"No, thank you," I said. "You helped me realize that life goes on. I know we started off on the wrong foot. I know you probably don't love me. But we're going to have a baby. It's a good start."
"Matt?" Stephanie asked, her breath whispering against my neck.
"Yeah sweetheart?" I asked her, rubbing my hand up and down her back.
"You know nothing," Stephanie said. "I do love you."
// I want to take you for granted I want to take you for granted Yeah I will, I will I will //
Slowly Stephanie got over the pain of her miscarriage. She was radiant while she was pregnant. There were still times when she was convinced that she would ruin my life or the baby's life, but she got over it. We got married and bought a house by the ocean.
It was as close to happily ever after as you could get. Sure we fought and sometimes I was convinced we would end up killing each other. But at the end of the day it's still Stephanie that I love and I know that's enough.
// Push you around And drag you down I want to push around Well I will //
// She said I don't know If I've ever been good enough //
Hell if I know why in the world I ever started talking to her. As far as I was concerned she was the biggest bitch that ever walked the earth, no matter how long she had been banging my best friend. My ex-best friend.
One thing is for sure, when I started hanging around her I had to many damn exes in my life. An ex-girlfriend, an ex-best friend, an ex-tag team partner, an ex-everything. I guess I was ex-Matt Hardy. But she had it worse than me. I never would have believed it. I never could have believed that the Billion Dollar Princess was about as far from happy as a person could get.
And that still doesn't answer the question at hand. Why did I befriend Stephanie McMahon?
// I'm a little bit rusty And I think my head is caving in //
There were several sniffles coming from the car on the other side of mine. I had taken to coming to the arenas alone after Jeff got a girlfriend and Lita broke up with me. I was curious. I wanted anything to take my mind off of the child that should have been growing inside of Lita.
I leaned down to look in the window. "Stephanie?" I asked in shock.
Her head shot toward me and looked at me as if I was the worst scum on earth. She snarled like she could care less who I was, like she didn't care about much at all. The sneer on her face would have been a lot more convincing if her blue eyes weren't filled with tears.
"What's wrong?" I asked as I opened the passenger door to her car and got in.
// And I don't know if I've ever been really loved By a hand that's touched me //
She didn't talk that first night. She just started up her car and left the parking lot. She drove around the city we were in. It was strange to see Stephanie so concentrated and so quiet. She didn't say a word the whole two hours we rode in that car together.
I would catch glimpses of her profile from time to time. There was some strength in the way she clenched her jaw, some grace in her neck. But more than anything there was this profound sense of overwhelming sadness about her.
She drove back to the parking lot when she was nearly out of gas and dropped me off by my car. She stopped the car and I looked her in the eyes. The tears were still there. I wanted to tell her it was okay to cry, but somehow I didn't think she would have taken that too well.
"Thank you," she whispered, her voice choked with unspoken tears.
"Maybe we can talk about it next time," I said.
// And I feel like something's gonna to give And I'm a little bit angry //
Okay, so I'm a big, freaking softy. Especially where crying women are concerned. I can't make myself leave them when they are obviously in pain. Part of me reached out to the pain in Stephanie.
And I realized something amazing on my way back to my hotel. For the first time in months, I had spent two hours without thinking about Lita or the baby we might have had. Stephanie had inadvertently helped me to get away from my own problems, if only for a short period.
But I was mad as hell that it was Stephanie that I had crossed paths with. It was never wise to be involved with Stephanie McMahon. Stephanie's friends, enemies, and lovers were all brought to their knees because of her. But then I'd see those damn blue eyes in my mind and I knew I had to be there for her, because obviously no one else was.
// Well, this ain't over No not here Not while I still need you around //
No matter how mad I was, I was always at Stephanie's car after a show. It was weeks before she really said anything at all on our rides. She would always say thank you when she dropped me off, but that was it.
I didn't mind. When I was in the car with Stephanie, I stopped thinking. I was so centered on Stephanie and this quiet pain that she held inside, that I forgot about the pain I always felt. It was an escape. I think it was an escape for Stephanie too. If Stephanie didn't like what was happening she would have just stopped being around when I went to the parking lot.
No one knew about these rides Stephanie took together. People probably would have thought we were crazy if they did know. It was like our own private therapy.
// You don't own me We might change it Yeah we just might feel good //
"What are you doing here?" she asked me one night while she was stopped at a red light.
"What?" I asked, stunned to hear her say something that really mattered.
"Why do you come here?" Stephanie asked me.
"I don't know," I answered.
"Matt, don't let me drag you down," Stephanie said. "You're a good person. I'm bad news."
"Stephanie," I said, reaching out and touching her arm. "You are not bad news."
"You can't understand," she said. I saw tears glittering in her eyes again.
"Try me," I challenged.
// I want to push you around, Well I will, well I will //
Stephanie pulled onto a dark, residential street and pulled up to a curb. "You don't want to know the crap I've done Matt."
"You don't want to admit that stuff that you've done," I replied. "I doubt you could shock me too much."
Stephanie's eyes glittered in a way that made me uncomfortable. She leaned over and kissed me. The kiss was angry, meant to offend me. I liked it.
After a couple of moments the kiss became more. It was like both of us had been missing something in our lives for so long, and we weren't above using each other to fix our pain.
Stephanie tore away and ran a hand through her hair, "God, this is wrong?"
"Why?" I asked. "We are two single people, what is wrong about it?"
// I want to take you down Well I will, well I will //
"You think you know who I am Matt," Stephanie said. "But you have no idea. You should get out of this car and run away. I ruin everyone."
"I doubt that," I said. I knew I had thought the same thing several times in my life about Stephanie, but I wouldn't admit it to her while she was in the middle of breaking down.
"I couldn't possibly be what you need," Stephanie said.
"Maybe you already are," I said. "Maybe you're my escape."
"What in the world would you have to escape?" she asked.
"You'd be surprised," I said, looking out of the window so she couldn't see the tears in my own eyes.
// I want to take you for granted I want to take you for granted Yeah, yeah I will, I will I will //
I wasn't surprised when Stephanie ended up at my room that night though. I wasn't surprised that the sex was great. I wasn't surprised when she put on her clothes and left right away. I was surprised that I wished she hadn't left.
Meaningless sex is not my thing. That night with Stephanie was as close as I ever got to meaningless sex. But I knew there was meaning in there. Maybe the reasons were clouded by lust. Maybe the reasons weren't exactly noble.
But still, it wasn't enough. I wanted to have more.
// She said I don't know Why you ever would've lied to me Like I'm a little untrusting When I think the truth is gonna hurt you //
"What are you escaping when you're with me?" Stephanie asked the next night.
"History," I said.
"I know the feeling," Stephanie said.
"What are you escaping from?" I asked her.
"Myself," Stephanie said. "Somehow I never run far enough."
"What did you do?" I asked her. "It has to be something that happened recently."
"You really want to know?" she asked me.
"I do," I told her.
// And I don't know why You couldn't just stay with me You couldn't stand to be near me //
"I killed my baby," she whispered, not looking at me.
I felt my heart stop. She had had an abortion just like Lita had. I had managed to fall for another woman who didn't think about the future and just thought about themselves until it was too late to take it back.
"You had an abortion?" I asked her.
"God no!" she exclaimed.
"Then what?" I asked her.
"I went to the ring to force Jericho to see me, to admit I was pregnant with his child," Stephanie said. Her voice sounded robotic, emotionless. "And he pushed me off the apron."
"You miscarried Steph," I said. "You didn't kill your baby!"
// When my face don't seem to want to shine. Cause it's a little bit dirty //
"I shouldn't have gone down the ring!" Stephanie exclaimed. "I knowingly endangered the life of my child and I'm paying for it."
"You want to hear about killing a baby Stephanie?" I asked, getting angry at her unreasonable guilt over her loss. "How about a woman who decided that because she didn't trust me and she didn't want to lose her career, she should have an abortion?"
"Lita had an abortion?" Stephanie asked in shock. "I thought that was a rumor."
"Yeah," I said. "She had already decided before she even talked to me. By the time I found out about the baby, there was no changing her mind."
"Do you hate her?" Stephanie asked.
"No," I sighed. "She made the decision that was right for her. I was there for her. She's the one who broke us up."
"She's dating Shane," Stephanie said softly.
"He better treat her right," I said.
// Well, don't just stand there Saying nice things to me Cause I've been cheated, I've been wronged //
I guess Stephanie and I felt we had something in common after that. Both of us longed to know the children we could never meet. Both of us had been bleeding inside because of the loss of a child. Both of us didn't know how to deal with it.
We used each other. I felt that it was better for me to put my pain into my relationship with Stephanie. I knew we wouldn't last. I knew we were just trying to escape until we could live with ourselves.
But I fell in love with Stephanie. I know, I'm as stupid as they come. I know falling for Stephanie can only bring you pain. But I did it.
// You, you don't own me Well I can't change I won't do anything at all //
"What are you doing here?" I asked Stephanie when I answered the front door of my house. We had never gone to each other's home.
"We have to talk Matt," Stephanie said, tears in her pretty blue eyes.
"Okay," I said, letting her into the house and leading her to the living room. I turned off the TV and sat on the table, motioning for her to sit on the couch.
"What is it?" I asked her.
"I'm pregnant," Stephanie said.
// I want to push you around, Well I will, yeah I will I want to take you down Well I will, I will //
I did the first thing that entered my room. I picked Stephanie up and I whirled her around the room. It took me a moment to realize that she was crying.
"What's wrong?" I asked her.
"You're happy?" Stephanie asked, sobbing.
"Of course I am Stephanie," I said, wiping some of her tears away.
"Why couldn't Chris have reacted this way?" Stephanie asked miserably.
I felt my heart clam up. The woman I loved wished someone else was the father of her child. It hurt in a way I never knew I could hurt. It felt like someone shot me in the heart and then decided to set it on fire for good measure.
// I want to take you for granted I want to take you for granted Yeah I will, I will I will //
"Why don't you just go running back to him?" I asked, setting her away from me. I paced to the window, not wanting her to see the tears in my eyes.
"What are you talking about?" Stephanie asked.
"Damn you Stephanie!" I cried. "It was because Jericho didn't react like this that you and I have a second chance at being parents. Can you pain mean so much to you that you can't see that I love you?"
"Don't say that Matt," Stephanie said. There was fear in her voice. I turned quickly to see Stephanie staring at me as if she had seen a ghost.
"Don't say what?" I asked her.
"That you love me," Stephanie said. "You don't want to love me. You should stay far away from me."
// Oh but don't bowl me over Just wait a minute //
"Stephanie," I said, my voice softer. I walked to her, not touching her. I wanted to be there for her if she needed that. "We're going to be parents together, I'm not staying away.'
"Can I be a parent?" Stephanie asked. "Can I be someone who is responsible for another life? I ruin everything! Everything!"
"Stop it!" I exclaimed. "I don't want to hear that from you. You're wonderful, you just know how to hide it pretty well, or you don't know how to show it."
"It would be so nice to believe," Stephanie said. "But I can't!"
"Why not?" I asked her.
"Because I know what's really inside of me!" Stephanie exclaimed. I wanted to reach out and wipe away the tears that were coursing down her face. "I think of me first! No child deserves that."
// Well I kind of fell apart there Things get so crazy, crazy //
"I wish you could see yourself like I see you," I said softly.
"You're just too damn good Matt," Stephanie said. "You look for the good and sometimes you're willing to ignore the bad."
"What is wrong with that?" I asked her. I tried to pull her into my arms, where I knew she would finally cry her troubles away.
"You're too damn blind to see that I will ruin you," Stephanie said, pulling away and heading toward my front door. "And I will ruin this baby."
And then she was gone.
// Don't rush this baby Don't rush this baby, baby //
For a minute I couldn't move. I couldn't see straight. I just wanted to die. I had offered Stephanie my heart with both hands and she had rejected it.
But then I ran after her. She was nearly to her car by the time I reached her. "I'm not letting you get away that easily."
"Matt," Stephanie cried. "Let me go."
"I can't," I said. "I don't know what you would do to yourself if you leave and I would die if you got hurt."
"You mean if I hurt the baby," Stephanie said. I looked in her eyes and I saw the pain she held onto in a different light. I finally understood. "I'm not enough for you, just like I wasn't enough for Chris. It's the baby you're worried about."
"No Stephanie," I said, making her look at me. "I love you. You. I have for awhile now, I was just pretty sure you didn't want to hear it."
// I want to push you around, Well I will, yeah I will I want to take you down Well I will, I will //
"You were wrong," Stephanie said. "I needed to hear it."
"You want me to say it again?" I asked her. "Because I love you so much that I could say it every minute and you still wouldn't know exactly how much I love you."
She finally let me hold her. "Thank you so much."
"No, thank you," I said. "You helped me realize that life goes on. I know we started off on the wrong foot. I know you probably don't love me. But we're going to have a baby. It's a good start."
"Matt?" Stephanie asked, her breath whispering against my neck.
"Yeah sweetheart?" I asked her, rubbing my hand up and down her back.
"You know nothing," Stephanie said. "I do love you."
// I want to take you for granted I want to take you for granted Yeah I will, I will I will //
Slowly Stephanie got over the pain of her miscarriage. She was radiant while she was pregnant. There were still times when she was convinced that she would ruin my life or the baby's life, but she got over it. We got married and bought a house by the ocean.
It was as close to happily ever after as you could get. Sure we fought and sometimes I was convinced we would end up killing each other. But at the end of the day it's still Stephanie that I love and I know that's enough.
// Push you around And drag you down I want to push around Well I will //