Disclaimer: This here is a work of fiction. Yes these are journal entries from superstars and knockouts but it no way reflects anything that is real.

Who will be featured in this fic: Cody Reso (OC), Caleb Roode(OC), Joey LoMonaco(OC), Richie Steamboat (FCW), Bo Rotundo (FCW), Husky Harris (FCW/WWE), Angelina Love (TNA), Christopher Daniels (TNA), Zack Ryder(WWE), Curt Hawkins (WWE), Jack Swagger (WWE), Ted DiBiase ( WWE), Jeremy Buck (ROH), Gunner (TNA) and Ken Anderson (TNA). It's a very odd bunch don't worry it will make a lot of sense.

February 9, 2012

Here I am again, really think that I am getting more and more used to actually writing in one of these, especially when I feel a drink or a pill or something is necessary and last night was one of those nights when I thought it would have been. Even though the day went perfectly well, I had noticed that Frankie has been having a hard time sleeping, waking up repeatedly in the middle of the night, drenched in a cold sweat, breathing heavy all after mumbling AJs name in his sleep. This had been going on for the past few weeks with him in a feud with AJ currently, so I decided last night would be the night that I confront him about it. I know it wasn't the best of moves but I had to do it:

I had stayed up the entire night watching over Frankie, looking up deals on hotel rooms that I could possibly stay in for the night because I knew that Frankie wasn't going to like a thing that I was going to be doing for the night. I didn't hold him, I didn't comfort him and I didn't try to wake him up when the dream got to be too much for him. I let him think that he was in bed on his own, giving him the chance to slip up and scream something in his sleep. In a very natural Frankie Kazarian way he did, it like how that song goes, "I hear the secrets that you keep, while you're talking in your sleep," I heard a few secrets that night. When woke up I was there, not happy at all with what I had heard, but I heard it and it was my turn to confront him on it. He denied that he loved AJ, every time I asked, I compared his feelings to being and addict and he would never get over them if he keeps denying them. He continually denied them too me, until I kept pushing it and pushing to the point that he blamed a lot of our issues on my issues. I know I'm not perfect but I also know that it's not completely my fault that our relationship isn't perfect.

I got to Frankie's, breaking point and everything came out like a dam that had just burst. He admitted all the feelings to me, that he still loved AJ not as much as he loved me but he still loved him all the less. In his voice I could hear the guilt that he had been holding about it as clear as day. In the back of my mind I knew why he was having the nightmares and why he was having the doubts, and I just want them to stop. The nightmares have nothing to do with him still loving AJ, it has to do with the fact that Frankie's, conscience was telling him that he was doing wrong by not telling me, even though he knows that all I want to do is help him. I am going to help him, I am going to show him why I am the only man in his life that should matter. He did his best to help me stop loving Ange and I am going to do what I can to help him stop loving AJ. I want to be the only man or person that is on his mind by Sunday night.

I know he had mentioned that he knows what will set him off come Sunday night, but I didn't really inquire about it, I don't need to inquire about it, I know that come Sunday he will be completely mine. I won't have to share him with anyone, we won't be stuck with having these damn fights all the time, and the damn temptation for a drink or drugs will go away. I mean the desire and temptation for those items will still be there when things get too stressful, but it won't be as strong as it was before. I have my Frankie and in the same way I am going to make things better for him, he will make everything all better for me.

Caleb.