Facing the Memory

Lindsay slept while she tossed and turned as she dreamed.

Lindsay lied in the hospital bed, whimpering. Her parents sat on both sides of her.

Two men entered the room with guns, wearing solid black outfits.

“Please don’t hurt us.” Caroline begged as they turned a gun on her.

“Oh we won’t hurt you.” one of the men said, turning the gun on Lindsay.

Caroline jumped in front of Lindsay just before the man pulled the trigger.

Caroline fell to the floor as the other man pulled the trigger, shooting Trent.

Lindsay shot up in bed, sobbing instantly.

Torrie Wilson Cena ran in the hallway, hearing a faint cry while John continued to sleep in the night. Torrie slipped on her silk white dressing gown before she ran into Lindsay's room.

"Honey what's wrong?" Torrie asked.

Lindsay didn't respond.

When she finally looked up, her mind didn't see Torrie, she saw Caroline.

This only made her cry more.

Torrie gently sat down next to Lindsay.

"Hey, hey! shh it's alright" Torrie muttered before she gently stroked Lindsay's hair.

"You look like...." Lindsay paused, to afraid to finish.

Torrie looked at Lindsay.

"Shh, honey it was just a nightmare" Torrie spoke, before she gently hugged Lindsay.

'You look so much like her." Lindsay said.

Torrie's eyes lowered down for a moment.

"Like who?" Torrie asked softly and quietly since John was still alseep in the other room.

Lindsay opened her locket showing Torrie the picture of her mother.

Torrie gently took the locket, her eyes lowered down to the small piece of jewelerry in her hand. Torrie slightly gasped when she felt like she was looking in a mirror.

"Oh god..." Torrie muttered.

"See." Lindsay said.

"Thats your mother?" Torrie asked pointing to the small picture in the locket.

Lindsay nodded.

"Her name was Caroline." Lindsay said.

Torrie clasped the locket, before she gave it back to Lindsay.

"She's pretty," Torrie spoke.

Torrie turned back to Lindsay before she smiled, "Whereever you feel scared, or anything just grasp unto that locket, because your mother will always be with you to help and guide you" Torrie spoke.

Lindsay showed Torrie the ring on the other chain she wore.

"Daddy's class ring." Lindsay said.

"Well at least you have something to remember them by" Torrie spoke to Lindsay before she stroked her blonde hair.

"Do you like it here?" Torrie asked.

"Yeah." Lindsay said.

"It's late sweetie, why don't you go back to sleep, get some rest" Torrie quietly muttered.

Lindsay nodded.

"Get some rest sweetie" Torrie spoke, she gently laid Lindsay back down on the bed.

"Why doesn't Kayla like me?" Lindsay asked.

Torrie looked at Lindsay.

"What honey?" Torrie asked.

"Kayla doesn't like me." Lindsay said.