The next in a series of one-shot fanfics, only from here on it, they're not necessarily just about Sabrina et al. And they might even feature matches.
They first suspected something was wrong when she began apologizing to everybody she was ever supposed to tag with but attacked instead, but they wrote it off as the first step of a face turn. After all, many felt Selena Marquez needed a face turn to keep her character interesting. She agreed, and while the fans came to love her, there was a melancholy about her character. She'd agreed to play someone who sought forgiveness, but even the fans were surprised at how sincere she seemed. It didn't take long at all for her to become one of Rival Angels' top-selling faces, and her more-or-less tortured character seemed to go over better than one who had recieved the forgiveness she sought and moved on.
She had a nervous breakdown late that year, missing three months of her career in a sanatarium. When she was released, she seemed to be over her seeming depression. She seemed genuinely happy, but her acting skills were as sharp as ever, continuing to play the reformed villain as faithfully as though she had never recieved help many say she desperately needed. One doesn't tell someone they're contemplating it and not cause people to worry, after all.
Her personality changed almost overnight. She wasn't suspicious of people anymore, though she still refused to take part in tag team matches. She was open about her feelings and even made friends with many of her fellow competitors. For all intents and purposes, Selena Marquez was a new woman, and it seemed to everyone things were finally looking up for her after a tortured existence.
They couldn't have known why she was so happy. They couldn't have known what caused her sudden shift in personality. And they didn't know until it was too late. The news came like a dropped bomb, and the wrestling world wept. Gabrielle decided Monday Night Meltdown wouldn't air that night, instead airing a two-hour, almost movie-like montage detailing her life and greatest moments as a Rival Angels competitor. She had kept her plan a secret for so long, and her acting anything but the way she was truly feeling was flawless. Who could have known? Her happiness was so real.
"I can't take it anymore," the letter said, "I'm sorry for lying to everybody. I hope they forgive me. I know this isn't right, I know I shouldn't do this, but I can feel it. I can feel that I won't have true peace and happiness. Too many things have happened and if I were to go on, I simply would have done it later. I'm not afraid. I'm happy I was able to entertain everybody for as long as I have, and I'm sorry that I won't be able to do that anymore." That was all the explanation she offered.
While the show continued, all anybody could talk about when the cameras weren't rolling was her and how they wished they could have helped her somehow. Some said they had a chance but missed it and now had to pay for their failure to act. Others said she would have done so sooner if they had tried to help. According to them, her mind was made up long before her nervous breakdown. No matter what they thought, they always came back to the fact that she was only 27 years old.


