Mark

Mark,

I wish that I could tell you how grateful I am that I have you. I'm happy that you've opened up to me-- even though you're actions are louder than your words. Sometimes, that's not enough. Sometimes, I need to hear you say it. When you have me looks, I know that you care and love me.
Do I care about the age gap? No, I don't. Sure, people come up to me and ask me, but I tell them to fuck off. I see older women with younger men and older men with younger woman. Sure, their's one hell of a generation gap. When you say something, I don't understand because you phrase it different and vice versa. We adapt.
Yes, you're older, but it just means that you have more experience. Me? You're generation calls us "Young, dumb, and stupid". But I know what I know-- I've been through hell more than once. Sometimes, I forget thta people have feelings and I speak my mind and say fuck everybody else. Fuck the consequences. I see something I want and I go for it. Which is probably why I have so many mates. I see something forbidden and I gotta have it.
Yes, we're going to argue. Yes, we're going to have fights and disagreements. You're my husband and I'm your wife. I love you whole-heartily and do I have regrets? Fuck no. Yes, I'll go into depression and tell you to fuck off and die. I close myself off from you and push (Well, try) you away. What I really want is for you to hold me in your arms, your hand in my hair as you whisper in my ear. What I want is for you to tell me you love me and how much I mean to you.
I wish that our parents would get along. I wish my dad doesn't hate you. Hell, he LOVES Hunter. Not just because he's a lion were, but he always tells me I should have been Sam Levesque instead of Sam Calaway. I tell him that I love you. I wish your parents would like me-- your brothers do. Hell, Hunt's, Cena's, Randy's and Jeff's family absolutely ADORE me.
I love you baby. Never forget that.

Love,
Sam

Drew

Drew,
  I know we don't really spend that much time together, but I want you to know I do love you, no questions asked. And I don't mind that you and Toby have history and are still friends, or that you and Dave have a bond, 'cause y'know what? That just makes this oddball lil family work sooo much smoother.

Love,
Kat

Sam

Shawty,

 I knew when I first saw you just how special you could be to us, to Randy, and to me, even as a friend. Just how special, I didn't realize til Randy and I spilt up, and you had Aleu. Then I realized that I loved you. But you had Mark, and seemed more than happy with him, and Cherry and I came together. Yes, we were happy as far as that went, but we both realized that you and I were meant to be together. When Chriss came back... It still hurt letting her go, but he's who she belongs with, not me.

 I love how you light up a room with your smile, your laugh, hell, even the odd raunchy joke. I love everything about you. I love just hanging out with you, talking, playing games, watching movies, just doing whatever. As long as I'm with  you, I don't care.

 I'm glad you wrote the letter-thingy, Shawty. ANd I hope you write more.

Love you,
ChainGang

Cena

My Dearest John,

                From the moment our eyes met, I knew that we would become the best of friends. I knew that we would mesh and laugh and be great together. I always thought of you as a friend until the day I fell in love with you all those years ago. Back when you were with Randy. I wanted to make you mine so bad, but I didn’t wanna jeopardize what we had as friends.

                I love everything about you—your rapping skills, you’re funny as hell, you’re sweet, nice, kind, considerate, well hell, I can’t think of words. When I got pregnant with Aleu, my love for you only intensified. I remember all the ribs we’d pull when I’d travel with you for WWE.

                What turns me on about you is when you did Thuganomics. Chain Gang. Your attitude. It stirred something inside me and it made me hot for you. What I didn’t know at the time was that our love for each other would make our friendship deeper. I didn’t know that you loved me back like I loved you. Back then, I thought you were just having sex with me because I couldn’t have Mark at the time. When you got together with Cherry, it broke my heart that I pushed you away. That I hurt you that bad.

                I thought that I’d write you this…letter thing or what have you because I know that we don’t spend time together as often as we should and I miss you a lot, John. I miss our movie nights, our video game nights. The nights we would stay up late and order Chinese or pizza—or hell, both. The nights were we’d rap together in front of your fans. I miss your company.

Love,

Sam. 

Sam

I guess we have been. Perhaps too content. We do need to get back to why we fell for each other, I guess...

Love you,
Mark

Mark

Ever since we got our bond back, we've both been happier and more content than ever, I guess.

I guess... I don't really know...what else to say.

...Sam...

Toby

Have I told you lately how glad I am that I have you in my life as a friend, Zen and a mate? No? Well, I am.

I know I'm not always uber fun or energetic or that kinda shit... Hell, I can be a reall downer sometimes.... But shit, you've already seen that and pulled me through it by just being you. I really don't know how you manage to do it or stand to see me bawling my eyes out like some kind of wimp, but I'm grateful you do. I wouldn't trade what we have for anything.

And you know what? I'm glad you already have history with Drew, strange as it seems. At lease you two didn't have the whole who's more dominate/who can keep Kit closer stuff going on.

Aza... Still seems to be feeling you out. But you're definitely gaining points in your favor for pulling me out of the emo shit I get into over the bond with Dave. So, there's hope there.

Anyway, I love you, baby.
Kat