Years Ago
She pushed a strand of her black hair out of her face and behind her ear as she sat on a hill in her backyard. Candice watched as the sun rose to start the beautiful Friday morning then turned around and walked towards her house. She looked at the fence that separated her house from the house next door. Candice peeked over and smiled as she saw Chris Irvine lying on a hammock as he sipped orange juice from a cup.
"What are you doing up this early?" Candice asked as she slid under the board on the fence.
"What does it look like I'm doing?" Chris asked.
Candice rolled her eyes and put her hands on her hips.
"Shut up and move over." Candice said as she walked over to Chris.
"Aren't you worried about getting caught?" Chris asked.
"Nobody will be up." Candice said.
"Are you sure about that?" Chris asked.
"Not really but I like being around you." Candice said.
"I like being around you too, it's a shame our parents hate each other." Chris said.
"Yeah it is but we'll run away together when we're eighteen and we won't have to worry about them." Candice said.
"Yeah…there's something I have to tell you." Chris said.
"What is it?" Candice asked as she looked at Chris nervously.
All of a sudden a light in Chis' house turned on.
"I better go." Candice said as she scurried under the board in the fence and ran inside her house.
Candice went into her bedroom and lied down on her bed then thought about what Chris could possibly want to tell her. She opened her drawer and smiled at the picture of her and Chris when they went to the fair last week. Candice put the picture back in the drawer just so her parents wouldn't see it then sighed as she went to sleep.
Hours later she woke up and changed into a pair of jeans, and a sleeveless white shirt. She brushed her black hair and curled it before she went downstairs then was shocked to see Chris standing in the hallway.
"What are you doing here? Are my parents here?" Candice asked.
"Yes we are." Candice's dad said as he walked into the hallway with Candice's mother.
"Candice I have to tell you something." Chris said.
Candice looked at Chris confused then looked at her parents for a seconds before she stared at Chris again.
"What is it?" Candice asked.
"I'm um…moving." Chris said.
"Moving? Where? Out of the neighborhood?" Candice asked.
"No moving out to Canada." Chris said.
"What?" Candice asked as she felt tears in her eyes.
"I'm so sorry, my dad found a better job there." Chris said.
Candice let the tears in her eyes fall down her cheeks then she ran up half of the stairs before she looked at her parents through her teary eyes.
"No wonder you let him in. It was only because he was moving away from me!" Candice yelled.
"Candice calm down." Candice's mother said.
"No I won't calm down. The man I love is moving away!" Candice yelled.
"You don't love him!" Candice's father yelled.
"I do so! Chris please don't leave, I'm begging you please don't." Candice said.
"I'm sorry I have no choice." Chris said as he walked out of the house.
Candice whimpered then ran up to her room and slammed the door shut.
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Present Day
Candice opened her house door and walked in. Her heels clicked on the wooden floor as she walked to the kitchen. She grabbed her phone as it rang and smiled when she realized it was her best friend Torrie.
"Hey Tor." Candice said.
"Hey Candi, when are you coming to the arena?" Torrie asked.
"I'll be there soon, I just got home from shopping." Candice said.
"Okay, see you then." Torrie said.
"See ya." Candice said before she hung up.
Candice walked up to her room and grabbed a black bag from her closet then filled it with her wrestling attire then zipped the bag before she went into her bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror before she fixed her hair and makeup.
"Stupid wind messed up my hair." Candice said to herself with a sigh.
She brushed her hair then walked out of the bathroom and grabbed her bag before going downstairs. Candice unlocked her car and threw her bag into the backseat before getting into the driver's seat then drove to the arena.
Twenty minutes later she was at the arena and she walked to her locker room. Candice smiled as she reached her locker room and opened the door then looked around to take in the atmosphere.
"I can't believe I'm finally here." Candice muttered to herself.
She dropped her bag onto the couch then turned on the radio and smiled as she pulled out a picture frame from hr bag. Candice put her hand over the handsome blonde haired boy in the picture.
"Chris I will never forget you." Candice muttered as she stared at the picture.
She closed her eyes and gulped as she remembered him. Candice couldn't believe he moved away years ago and it still hurt that she couldn't be with him for the rest of her life. With a sigh she opened her eyes and looked at the picture then sat down on the bench.
"I wish I could see you again." Candice said.
She heard a knock on the door and put her picture into her bag before she opened the door.
"Mr. McMahon would like to see you."
"Okay." Candice said with a smile then walked to Vince's office.
Candice walked to Vince's office and knocked on the door then watched as her boss opened the door.
"Hey Candice, come in and sit down." Vince said.
"Thank you." Candice said as she sat down on a chair in front of Vince's desk.
"I have a storyline for you." Vince said.
"Really?" Candice asked excited.
"Yes and for your first storyline you're getting you're first on-screen boyfriend." Vince said.
"That's awesome, who's the guy?" Candice asked.
There was then a knock on the door.
"Come in." Vince said.
Candice looked as the door opened and was shocked to see Chris Jericho standing at the door.
"Candice meet your on-screen boyfriend." Vince said.
After reading Christal-R and Westfan's story 'Stolen' I was inspired to write my own Candico story. Hope you guys like the first chapter. :)
Fic Cover is posted on my profile page.