Authors Note: After going through I decided that I was tired of all the fighting and wanted to do this story over for now the 3rd time. I want to thank Ashley for helping me with going through each chapter with me and fixing things here and there. Also I don't own any of the wrestlers I do own Molly Franklin. Both Ashley and I own Jack. Ashley owns Ajay, Kenzie and PJ. Maggie owns Aiden and Lexie.

CHAPTER 1: No More Will!

It seemed like it was getting too hard to keep going in life after you get rid of the one person you loved the most. He still could not believe that the divorce was final and now going on almost five years. It still feels like it was just yesterday where he would stand at the stove and make dinner. His ex-wife Beth always loved it when he would cook no matter how upset she got with him. Sometimes it would be the only way it would save him from being hit. The small Canadian stood at the stove as he cooked dinner. He was rather short only standing at five feet seven inches. After going through one of his gimmicks he kept his brown hair to an almost buzzed length. He had the dark brown eyes to match his hair. He worked out all the time and had the body to prove it.

"Pan...Pete? Hey Pete. PETER!"

He snap out of daydream and looked over at his best friend Ashton Jordan better known to him as Tink. She had chocolate brown eyes and golden blonde hair that fell to the middle of her back. She stood slightly shorter than Petey but that didn't seem to intimidate her at all.

"You're burning dinner."

He looked down and quickly turned the stove off and moved the pan to the other side. She looked at him a bit worried as she stood there with her hands on her hips.

"You alright? You seem a bit out of it tonight."

He sighed and shook his head trying to get the thoughts out of his head.

"I'm fine…just day dreaming is all."

She looked like she did not want to believe him but did not want to push him either. He finished getting dinner ready as Ajay helped set the table before going to go get the Guns, Alex Shelley and Chris Sabin. Both of the Guns were about a few inches taller than Petey. Alex had jet black hair that he kept in a buzzed up the sides and in a punk style. He too had brown eyes. Chris on the other hand had chestnut brown hair that he kept shaggy but in a nice way. He had baby blue eyes and was the taller of the two Guns. He put the last few things on the table before sitting down as the other three sat down around the table. Shelley tugged on Ajay's ponytail as he walked by and grinned.

"Alright you four year old sit down and eat."

The small Canadian scolded Shelley before going back to eat. Shelley leaned over to Ajay and muttered about him being cranky as Petey looked up but not really saying much of anything. Petey just glared and went back to eating his dinner before he went and asked.


Ajay just sat there shaking her head as he rolled his eyes.

"What the hell is wrong with you Pete?"

"Nothing is wrong."

He stuffed another fork full of food in his mouth.

"Then why are you acting like you have a stick up your ass lately?"

He snapped his head up and glared at her from across the table as both Guns looked at each other before Shelley had to make a wise crack.

"Sounds like someone needs to get laid."

He grinned before Ajay reached over and slugged him in the stomach causing Shelley to double over in pain.

"You quit being an asshole too. I swear to God I am at my limit right now. I need to get the hell out of here."

Petey sat there for a moment looking at her before he spoke up.

"I haven't even done anything to you."

"You are being moody and I want to know what's going on."

She stood up and tossed the napkin down on the table.

"Jesus fuck can't even make dinner without being bitched at for something I didn't even do. If it weren't for me you would all starve or get sick on junk food. And you wonder why I'm so bitchy all the time."

Petey sat there with his arms folded across his chest as he stared her down.

"I am not bitching at you so do me a favor Pete and chill the fuck out. Things will get better sooner or later."

Ajay spoke up which only upset the Canadian who sat across the table from her. The two Guns looked at each other not quite sure what to make of the situation anymore.

"You want me to chill the fuck out? Why don't you try busting your ass every day and then come home and make dinner and then get bitched at on top of it."

"I do bust my ass every damn day. God I feel like I am the fucking mom around here. I am seriously going to fucking leave before I say things I am going to regret."

The two Canadians went back and forth a few times as Ajay went to leave the house after walking out of the kitchen.

"No wonder I tried killing myself the first time around so I wouldn't have to put up with this shit."

Ajay stopped dead in her tracks after hearing what Petey had just said and she could not believe what she just heard. She stepped back into the doorway of the kitchen looking at him.

"What the hell have I done to you? I may be bitchy right now but I never ever done the things Beth did to you."

Petey just sat there in this chair as he covered his face with his hands. She looked at him as he rubbed his head doing his best not to just bawl his eyes out.

"Pete…talk to me."

She walked over to the table only to have him get up and quickly make his way through the house and into his room slamming the door behind him. He collapsed on the bed as he started to cry as Ajay had followed him and made her way into the bedroom. She tried her best at talking to him as he buried his head under the pillow for a moment before getting up off the bed and walking into the bathroom and closed the door. He opened the door to the medicine cabinet as he pulled out a bottle of aspirin as he dumped a handful out and downed the handful. After a few moments, Ajay stood up and opened the door to the bathroom to see Petey down a handful of pills as she jumped at him.


She yelled grabbing the bottle from Petey. He pulled another bottle from the cabinet as he looked over at her.

"I'm doing what I should have done the first time."

He tipped his head back downing part of a bottle of anti-depressants.


Ajay started to panic as Shelley ran into the room and knocked the small Canadian to the floor and pinned his hands. He started to struggle with Shelley trying to get free.

"Get the hell off of me!"

Shelley shook his head as Sabin walked into the room after calling 911. Petey seemed to struggle less and less as he started to turn pale before he quit moving. Ajay buried her face into Sabin's chest as she started crying. The EMT rushed into the house and started working on Petey, they strapped him to the board and got him loaded into the back of the ambulance.

"I think it's best if you go with him. We'll follow in the car and meet you there."

She looked at him for a moment before nodding her head and climbed into the back of the ambulance as they rushed to the hospital.