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My Last Mistake - Part 3
T-Tonight? My voice cracked up as my throat became dry. He only nodded, seeming unharmed by my reactions.
It may even be more than one, seeing how high in power you are.
The rest of his words trailed off. I was too lost in thought to even notice drops of rain hitting the lid of the urn. Taker tapped my shoulder, bringing me back to Reality, and led me back home. Every step I took... The farther I walked from that building, the more I felt eyes look at me. Something felt like it kept following me, like a stalker. Throughout the forest, I heard whispers. Something wanted me. Something begged for me. I didnt know what it was, or why it did. I had a good feeling what it couldve been, but I refused.
We finally got home after a long walk through Deathly Woods. I walked inside drenched.
Would you like me to dry your coat, Sir Jericho? A spirit of an old butler appeared in front o
My Last Mistake - Part 2
I found myself standing in the middle of the ring again with the same audience, and the same two freaks who ruined my life. I quickly looked up at Stephanie, who pretended she couldnt hear me, and then I looked back at the ground.
Im sorry; Im a little hard of hearing. Could you speak up just a bit, Chris..? She leaned closer, waiting for a repeat. My heart sank with the temptations of knocking her out. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I shook off the tension.
I said...Im sorry... The crowd began gawking and booing. Very few cheered anymore. My temples began to throb with stress. I am such a fool for doing this. They will all pay.
As I looked up, I soon noticed Stephanie was now Master Thanatos, and Vince was my Lord, Taker. Thanatos approached me, seeming furious with anger.
My Last Mistake - Part 1
To explain this story, Chris Jericho is my Paul Bearer in my Ministry. The #1 rule in the Ministry, excluding to accept the darkness as your savior, is to NEVER apologize to mortals.
With that said, on January 19th of 2009, Jericho apologized to Stephanie McMahon and the WWE Universe. The story starts there....
As I paced down that ramp to backstage, I felt my heart trying to rip out of my chest. Every heavy thud matched my heavy footsteps in a melody of fear, embarrassment, and anger. The heartbeats echoed into my ears, followed by flashbacks of what I did just now. The thought wouldnt erase from my mind. If I tried to close my eyes, I could see the two of them, laughing and hugging eachother. Vince being like, I am so proud of you, and all that fatherly crap.
Why the heck did I do that?
I said, Sorry... To humans! I even got on my knees, and begged for forgiveness.
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