Chapter 1

The scene was devastating to all eyes that witnessed the moment as none other than Adam Copeland held his hand up with the World Wrestling Entertainment title in his grasp.  His cold, calculating, icy blue eyes shone with a psychotic nature as he held Amy Dumas close to his side.  On the outside, she looked like she was thrilled to be by his side, but on the inside, all Amy wanted to do was shut down.  Her world had been shattered and scattered to the winds the moment she first laid eyes on Adam Copeland and regretted every single second after it.  She missed Matt more than words could say, but as far as Vince McMahon was concerned, she could never be seen with Matt Hardy again and it shredded her heart.

Jaylin looked on in pure shock and disgust as she watched the most pathetic human being on the face of the planet walk away with the championship from her big brother.  Tears filled her eyes as reality sunk into her mind, finally realizing that her brother no longer was the champ.  He was just another one of the wrestlers fighting for their way to the top.  She honestly couldn’t fathom the day John would lose the title, especially to some snot nosed asshole who was taking advantage of her dear friend Amy.  Jaylin sighed with a heavy heart as she collapsed back in her chair, knowing the night was going to go from bad to worse once she revealed to her brother what her future plans were.

She just hoped he could take it and wish her well.

Closing her eyes, Jaylin slowly started drifting off to sleep when there was a disturbance.  Her eyes shot open and stared at her blood covered brother who looked so defeated that it brought a fresh batch of tears to her eyes.  Jaylin ran to his side as John dropped to one knee, the blood still very thick on his face, and tried her best to wipe it from his eyes, but nothing was working.  The cut was deep, that much she knew, so Jaylin did the only thing she could think of.  Slowly lifting her brother’s arm and placing it around her neck, Jaylin carried her brother’s crumpled body down to the trainer’s room, hoping they could assist John the way she couldn’t at that moment.

The whole time John was getting stitched and cleaned up from the brutality of not one, but two matches, all Jaylin could think of was her news she had to tell her big brother later on that night at the hotel.  His wife, Marisol, was out of town on a business trip so this was Jaylin’s opportunity.  Marisol was a model for Playboy magazine and was very proud of her work.  John didn’t have a problem with it either because he knew he could trust his wife not to cheat on him.  Marisol specifically stated in her contract when she signed with Playboy not to have her in any sexual situations and so far, they had not let her down.  However, the moment they did, Marisol swore to John she would quit the business and start something else.  She was also a great writer too, but that never got off the ground as much as her modeling career had, which brought her to posing for Playboy.

Later on that night, John Cena laid in his hotel bed, groaning and complaining up a storm to his wife on the phone.  His head was pounding and his entire body was hurting from head to toe.  The Elimination Chamber and Adam had really done a number on him and he was just ready for his deathbed at the moment.  Jaylin smiled at him sympathetically as she brought her brother a cup of hot tea, knowing it would soothe his headache.  Not to mention the two powerful pain killers that would put his big ass to sleep in a heartbeat.  Before she would give him the pills he begged her for, Jaylin knew she had to talk to her brother about her plans. 

There was no turning back as she sat down in the chair that was beside the bed John lay upon.  Taking his big hand in her small one, Jaylin’s midnight blue eyes stared into her brother’s tired ones and said, “There’s something we need to talk about and it can’t wait.”

John’s eyebrow quirked up in question as he stared at his little sister, wondering what was on that mind of hers, and nodded as he whispered back, “Talk to me, Jay.  What’s going on?”

Taking a deep, shaky breath, Jaylin closed her eyes as she squeezed her big brother’s hand tightly, hoping he understood why she was about to do something that would change both of their lives forever.  She opened her eyes after a few moments and began unfolding her plan to her big brother…

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Jessica Raptures groaned inwardly and rolled her eyes as her boss went on and on about why she was getting laid off.  She couldn’t believe what was happening to her, but deep down inside, Jessica knew this was her opportune moment to shine.  She had recently gotten a call from Total Nonstop Action Wrestling and took the job without a second thought.  So either way, she would be leaving the organization known as PWI.  It was a wrestling magazine publishing company, but it was also going under.  The boss apparently couldn’t keep his finances in order and was slowly letting his top writers go one by one.  Jessica was no exception, but that didn’t surprise her one bit.

After another fifteen minutes of groveling and promising she could return when everything was right with the business again, Jessica finally got to say what she had wanted to say for the past hour and a half.  Taking a deep breath, she smiled at her boss and said, “Mr. Staples, I appreciate your concern for me, but the fact of the matter is that I was going to put my two weeks in tomorrow morning.  I recently received a phone call from TNA wrestling and they want me to take pictures for their new upcoming magazine.  Seeing as how I knew this company wouldn’t last for much longer, I took the opportunity and told them I would be on the road in three weeks.  I’m sorry, Mr. Staples, but as you stated for past hour and a half, you do what you have to do to survive in this world and that’s all I did.  I survived.”

He couldn’t believe it as he stared at one of his most promising talent, wishing there was some way to talk her out of it, but just one look in her eyes and Mr. Staples knew Jessica was going to do this no matter what.  He sighed heavily and nodded before replying, “Well, we’ll miss you around here, Jessica.  Please, if you ever need a job, if the circumstances are right, come back anytime.”

Jessica smiled as she nodded and stood from her seat, shook his hand, and walked out of the door, looking forward to the next chapter of her new life with TNA wrestling.  She giggled to herself as she ran to her car and started the ignition before speed dialing her cousin’s number.  Amazingly enough, her cousin answered and the first thing that popped out of Jessica’s mouth was, “I GOT THE JOB!”

Jaylin groaned upon hearing the squealing of her cousin as it blared in her ear, wondering what she wanted, and growled out, “Thanks for the wake up call, Jessie.  What the fuck do you want?”

Jessica just blew off her cousin’s temper, knowing how Jaylin got when she was woken up from a peaceful slumber, and giggled as she said, “My, my, my, aren’t we touchy this morning.  Did someone wake up on the wrong side of the bed?” She asked in her girlish voice, knowing how much Jaylin despised it.  Anything to annoy her cousin was Jessica’s primary goal in life.

Sighing heavily as Jaylin slowly sat up in her hotel bed, she wiped the unshed tears from her eyes before replying, “Kiss my ass, short shit.  What are you calling me for at six A.M. in the morning?”

Just by the tone of Jaylin’s voice, Jessica knew something wasn’t right with her cousin, but decided not to pry for the time being.  She simply brushed off the sadness she could hear from her cousin and said, “I just quit my job with PWI magazine and I’m leaving to go on the road in three weeks with TNA!” Her voice held so much excitement that it was making Jaylin’s insides squeeze with pain of her own. 

Swallowing her own pain for the time being, not wanting to upset her little cousin that she loved more than life itself, Jaylin smiled as she said, “Congrats, cuz!  I knew you could do it!  I have some news of my own for you as well.”

Quirking her eyebrow in suspicion as Jessica drove down the road, wondering what her cousin had to say, her foot slammed down on the brakes so hard, her car came to a complete halt as the screeching voice came through the phone that was her voice, “WHAT?!?!”

Chapter 2

Tears of pain slid down her cheeks and stung the wounds that Adam had inflicted on her prior to this moment.  After winning the title from John Cena, Adam forced Amy to celebrate with him in his hotel room.  Amy felt disgusting every time he touched her, but there was nothing she could do about it.  Her contract was banded with Adam’s so he basically owned her in and out of the ring.  If she went on her own, Vince would fire her so she really had no alternative, but to do everything Adam wanted.  She dipped the washcloth in the sink filled ice cold water and winced as she pressed the cold substance to her cheek.  There would definitely be a bruise in the morning as Amy cried harder silently.  ‘How did I get myself in this mess?’ That thought ran through her mind over and over again as she tried to block out the intense pain that came from her cheek.

Adam had gotten rough with her and when she told him to stop, Amy received a backhand across her cheek for her troubles.  He then proceeded to call her a fucking bitch and threw her on the bed, ripping her clothes off, and raped her.

That’s what it was.

It wasn’t consenting.  Amy hated Adam and would never want to have sex with him willingly.  She had to do it against her will so it was considered rape in her dead, emotionless brown eyes.

What made her even sicker to her stomach was the scene she had to do with Adam that following night on Raw.  It was going to be a sex scene unfolding in the middle of the ring as part of Adam’s “celebration” in becoming world champion.  Amy had no choice.   She even went to Vince and begged him not to make her do this, but all Vince said was “it was all part of the business”.  Amy sighed with a heavy, broken heart as she finished up in the bathroom and pulled on a pair of red lace panty shorts with a matching camisole.  She stared back in the mirror at her reflection, wishing this wasn’t happening, that there was someway she could get out of this, when suddenly, an idea popped in her mind.  She smiled inwardly as she walked back out into the open, where Adam slept on his side, snoring loudly, and slipped into bed.  She closed her eyes as she rolled on her side, trying to get as far away from this monster as possible as sleep slowly claimed her body, hoping her plan didn’t blow up in her face that following night on Raw.

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Jaylin was finishing up in the bathroom of her hotel room, wanting to look presentable for her first day on the job in TNA, when there was a knock on her door.  Smoothing out her black, mid-thigh high skirt, Jaylin smiled as she walked over and opened it, sighing heavily as a pair of icy blue orbs stared back at her viciously.  She ran a hand through her hair before saying, “What do you want, Mr. Cena?”

John was shocked that his sister had been formal with him, but also knew he deserved it after the way he had yelled at her the previous night.  The bandage on his forehead as well as the bruises on his arms were proof of the war he had been through the night before and it broke Jaylin’s heart, but she wasn’t about to show it.  She was too angry at him for the way her own brother had treated her last night.  John looked at his baby sister, seeing how beautiful she looked in the outfit she had picked out, and asked softly, “I came here to ask you something.”

“That’s typical of you, John, but right now, I don’t have time.  My plane leaves in two hours and if I don’t leave now, I won’t get through security in time.” Jaylin shot back at him with menace in her voice and eyes.  The anger poured from the pores in her skin as she stared down her big brother with cold eyes.

John sighed as he ran a hand over his short, brown hair, knowing he deserved this cold shoulder his sister was giving him as he replied, “Please, Jay, please just hear me out for five minutes and then you can leave.”

The sound of his voice, the desperation she heard in it brought tears to her eyes as Jaylin nodded, knowing her brother was going to apologize to her for what happened the previous night, and said as she sat down on the queen sized bed, “You have five minutes.  Make them count.”

Nodding in understanding, John started pacing the room slowly, trying to get his thoughts in order, and finally stopped as he turned to his sister and said, “If you leave today, if you leave the greatest wrestling organization in the world, you’ll never be allowed back and I won’t have a little sister anymore.  What you’re doing is stupid and I refuse to let you walk out that door without asking you why.  Why are you doing this to your career, Jaylin?  Is it because of Marc?”

The red, crimson color of her cheeks showed that Jaylin was getting pissed and fast as she stared up at her big brother, not believing the audacity of his words as they cut through her like a knife, and stated through gritted teeth, “You wouldn’t understand and it’s really none of your business why I’m doing this.  Why can’t you just let me live my life and butt out, John?  And since you REALLY want to know the reason why I’m leaving, I’ll tell you.  Yes, it IS because of what Marc did to me!  I loved him and he betrayed me!  I’m only your sister through marriage and he’s not even your cousin since his mom got divorced!  There was nothing wrong with it!  He said he loved me and he wanted to be with me forever, but the first time I go away and he stays home, he fucks the first hoochie that meets him on the street!  I hate him, John, and the fact that he’s about to travel with you on the road, makes me sick to my stomach!  I can’t be here when he’s here because I’ll end up on America’s Most Wanted for murdering Marc Predka in cold blood!  NOW GET OUT OF MY ROOM NOW!” Her voice had risen from a semi shout to a full fledged scream as John’s eyes widened at his little sister. 

Yes it was true that John knew what Marc had done to his little sister, but the mere fact was that Marc was John’s blood in his eyes.  Jaylin was actually John’s blood relative, but John was closer to Marc.  John had threatened to slice Marc’s throat for what he had done to his little sister, but after Marc explained his actions, John let it go, which pissed Jaylin off.  They were never the same after that, John and Jaylin anyway.

John sighed as he watched his little sister drop her head on the bed and could tell she was crying from what he had said.  He knew he had opened a wound that wasn’t fully healed, but he also knew he had no choice.  It wasn’t Marc’s entire fault for what happened between them.  Jaylin was only seventeen and Marc was still exploring his hormones.  It was as simple as that.  John sighed as he placed his hand on her shoulder, shaking his head when she pulled away from him, and stated, “I’m sorry, but you’ve gotta realize that it wasn’t Marc’s entire fault, Jay.  He’s a man and men have needs.  Marisol is my wife, but I did fuck around when I was younger.  Marc is still finding out the secrets of women and when he finally finds the right one, he’ll stop the shit like I did when I met Marisol.  It shouldn’t make you run away from the job I know you love more than life itself…”

John couldn’t even finish before Jaylin’s head snapped up and her cold, unforgiving voice stated, “Get out of my life, John.”

Shaking his head in disappointment of his little sister, John finally respected her wishes, but not before saying as he walked out of the door, “Goodbye, Jaylin.”

As soon as the door closed quietly behind him, Jaylin burst into a new flow of tears as she buried her head in the pillow, soaking it with her tears of heartache, wishing her brother could be on her side just this once.  Deep down though, she knew it would never happen as her thoughts and mind went to Marc.  God how she loved him and wanted to be with him for the rest of her life, but the punk had to fuck things up by cheating on her while she was on the road with the WWE.  It had been four long, painful years since it happened.  She had walked into the apartment they were sharing while she was finishing up high school through mail and walked into their bedroom where she found him fucking a hoochie in their bed.  She could still hear the growl of Marc’s voice as he shouted out the whore’s name in total and utter ecstasy.  Jaylin shook her head of the painful memory as she wiped the tears from her cheeks and finished up her packing.

Within an hour, Jaylin was on the flight toward her new life and future with Total Nonstop Action wrestling, hoping it was better than her WWE career had been.

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Jessica was all smiles as she walked inside the arena, after showing the security guard her backstage pass, and started searching for Dixie Carter’s office.  She was the owner of the organization and a really nice lady.  Jessica had spoken to her several times over the phone about her future in TNA and liked what she heard thus far.  She sighed heavily after searching for a half an hour and still couldn’t find her office.  It was a good thing she had come earlier than expected because this was like finding a needle in a haystack.

As Jessica rounded another corner, she had collided into a brick wall as she flew back and landed on her rear-end.  Her head had hit the concrete floor with a soft thump, but it was enough as stars started shining in Jessica’s eyes.  Whoever or whatever had bumped into her, hit her good as she slowly groaned out, “Ouch.”

Allen Jones sighed as he was looking over his script for that following night’s event and didn’t even see the person coming his way until it was too late.  He had collided into them, only stumbling back a foot, and felt his eyes bug out of his head when he seen exactly who he had bumped into.  The startling beauty before him was lying on the ground, groaning out in pain, and knew she had hit her head on the concrete.  He immediately bent down and looked her over, making sure everything else was in place, and said softly, “I’m so sorry, miss.  I’m going to take you to the trainer’s room so he can take a look at your head, okay?”

He didn’t want to startle her which Jessica found incredibly sweet, but all she could at the moment was nod her head as she held it close.  She felt the man lift her up slowly in his arms like she weighed nothing and couldn’t help, but snuggle into the warmth of his chest.  Allen smiled down at her as he carried her to the trainer’s office, wondering who this bombshell beauty was that he was carrying to the medical team of TNA, hoping she would be okay.

Chapter 3

Jessica groaned as the trainer shined the bright lights right into her pupils, knowing she’d see spots for weeks, but also knew the trainer was just doing his job, so she didn’t give him any grief for it.  She sighed with inner relief when the examination was finally done and asked, “Is there anything wrong with me?”

The trainer smiled at her and shook his head softly, “Nope, nothin’ wrong with you, sweet thing.  Though, you better go see Styles before he has a coronary.  He was really worried about you after he knocked you on your rear.”

Laughing softly as she hopped off the trainer’s table and said, “Thank you, Timothy.  I’ll go see him immediately as soon as you point me in the right direction.”

He smiled at how polite this young girl was and gave her directions on where to go.  Jessica thanked him once more for his hospitality and walked out of the room, squealing with delight when she seen none other than her cousin, Jaylin, walking down the hallway toward her, and ran like the wind.  Jaylin grinned as she rushed toward her cousin and they hugged tightly upon collision.  “Oh my God!!  What are you doing here?!” Jessica squealed out in delight after the embrace was broken, and Jaylin smiled at her little cousin knowingly.

“You know why I’m here.  I left the WWE and decided that TNA needed some spice.” Jaylin replied, making Jessica smirk knowingly, not wanting to think about all the hurtful things Marc Predka had done to her cousin.  It was bad enough the fucker broke her heart by cheating, but to put the icing on the cake so to speak, he actually wrote a song about the demise of their relationship, which pissed Jessica off to no avail.

“What did John say about it?” Jessica asked, giggling at the evil spark that flared in her cousin’s eyes, and knew instantly they didn’t part well.  Jaylin didn’t have to say anything.  That’s how well Jessica could read her as the girls walked down the hall, toward AJ Styles dressing room.

Jaylin could sense her cousin was leading her somewhere specific, but didn’t fret too much about it.  After all, Jessica only knew one person within the federation and that was Jackie Gayda.  They’d been best friends since high school and it was going to be a treat to have the three musketeers back in action in Total Nonstop Action.  Jessica smirked as she looked up at her cousin, who was looking around the areas, and asked, “So, are you excited about being here?”

Quirking an eyebrow down at her cousin and smirking wickedly, Jaylin simply retorted, “Do rabbits love carrots?”

Jessica laughed at her cousin’s coyness and shook her head as she said, “Okay, okay smartass, I get it.  You don’t have to be so…so…”

“Smart?” Jaylin retorted once more, finishing her cousin’s statement in the process, and all Jessica did was glare at her.  Jaylin couldn’t help, but laugh as she shook her head and said, “Come on, baby girl.  Let’s go explore our newfound family.”

Jessica nodded, but stopped when she realized she still hadn’t visited AJ and said, “Actually, I need to go see someone first.  Do you want to come with or go venture on your own?” She asked her cousin, making Jaylin quirk an eyebrow up at her, and Jessica knew she had to tell Jaylin what was going on.

“Wait a minute, who do you have to go see pronto and why?” Jaylin questioned immediately, seeing the sheepish look in her cousin’s eyes as her cheeks became a crimson red.  Something was DEFINITELY up and Jaylin was bound and determined to find out exactly what it was.

She didn’t have to wait long because Jessica had pulled her aside and ran a hand through her hair before saying, “I arrived about two hours ago and when I rounded one of the corners, I smacked into someone…” Jessica trailed off, not able to continue the story as she looked down, feeling her cheeks lit on fire.  She knew if she didn’t finish her story her cousin would tickle the rest out of her and that’s the last thing she wanted.  She took a deep breath before continuing, “Anyway, turns out it was AJ Styles and he carried me to the trainer’s office.  His name is Timothy and he patched me up.  There is nothing wrong with me, but I feel I do owe Mr. Styles a debt of gratitude.”

By the time Jessica had finished her story, Jaylin was on the floor rolling in laughter and clutching her stomach tightly as she breathed out, “Oh…God…It…HURTS!  AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!”

Jessica scoffed as she stomped her foot on the ground, crossing her arms in front of her chest, and stated heatedly, “Don’t laugh at me!  It’s not funny, Jaylin!!”  Her baby voice she always used when she was pissed just sent Jaylin in another round of laughter as she shook her head, trying to stand up, but it was no use.  Just the vision of her baby cousin bumping into one of the hottest Superstars in TNA history was enough to send another hard shiver of laughter down Jaylin’s spine.  After ten more minutes of laughing, Jaylin finally composed herself to say, “So, you bumped into a hot wrestler and now you’re going to apologize to him.”

“That’s right.  Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m just gonna go so I’m not laughed at anymore.  I’ll see you later.” Jessica stated grimly as she stomped down the hallway, hearing the echoes of her cousin’s laughter behind her, and all Jessica did was scoff more, not believing how funny her cousin thought the situation had been.

After getting over another round of laughter, Jaylin finally made her way down the hall, shaking her head at the attitude her cousin portrayed, and wondered what was going on with Mr. Styles and the apology.  It was quite amusing to see her cousin flushed and so uncoordinated.  It actually made her giggle just thinking about how her cousin was probably stumbling over word after word with Mr. Styles.

Jaylin was so far into her own thoughts that she didn’t see someone coming straight for her until it happened.  What every woman dreads.  Next thing Jaylin knew, she was in her own world of darkness after colliding her head with the arena floor in the backstage area. 

“Shit!” The strange man stated as he looked around frantically and decided not to take her to the trainer, knowing she could press charges against him for hurting her.  He checked her pupils, seeing they were dilated, and knew she would have a mean headache, but minor concussion.  “Thank God.  Look I don’t know who you are, but let’s get you out of harm’s way.” He said as he gently lifted her body with ease in his arms and carried her down the hallway toward his dressing room.

He just hoped she woke up with a forgiving heart and positive sense of mind.  Somehow, he doubted that would happen however.

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John sighed heavily as he paced back and forth in his dressing room, not believing his sister actually left the hotel and disobeyed him.  He had raised her since she was five years old.  They’re parents had gotten into a horrible car accident and died on instant impact.  John was just ten, but he somehow got them through it by living with his grandparents.  He sighed heavily at the memory of his parents’ funeral and how painful it had been to hear Jaylin ask about where their mom and dad were.  John simply said they were in heaven smiling down on them and that they’d see them again someday. 

Jaylin took that to heart and never asked about them again, much to John’s relief.  He didn’t know if he could take answering any questions about their parents because he honestly didn’t know them all that well.  After all, he was just a little boy when it happened.

His thoughts were disrupted as his dressing room door opened and in walked the most beautiful creature that walked the planet in his eyes.  He smiled as she walked over to him with her long, tanned, smooth legs and leaned down, letting him get a nice peek at what she was hiding underneath her red tank top, and pressed a kiss to his lips.  He groaned as he immediately took her in his arms, laying her across his lap, and deepened the kiss even more, running his hands up and down her sides.  She was the most breathtaking woman he’d ever dated and didn’t regret a single second with her.

Marisol moaned softly at the contact and passion John brought forth with his tongue as she gripped his short, soft brown hair in her fingers, making the kiss more passionate, and giggled when he started moving his hand up her tank top.  She pushed him away as she broke the kiss and stated, “Not in the dressing room, Mr. Cena.”

John groaned in disappointment as he tried to move his hand up her tank top yet again, but Marisol laughed as she took his hand and stood up from the couch.  She ran her hand through her hair and stood up as she stated more forcefully, “Not in the dressing room, Jonathan.  Now, did you get a hold of your sister yet or are you still being stubborn about it?” She asked, making John growl at the mention of his sister and simply crossed his arms, not saying a word.

Marisol shook her head as she sighed heavily, knowing John was being stubborn because of his manly pride, and sat down beside her man as she stated, “Whenever you’re ready to talk about it, I’ll be here to listen okay?”

John nodded, but didn’t say anything more as he held Marisol close to his side and kissed her forehead, knowing he’d come to her sooner or later.  Right now wasn’t the time, especially since he was going after the championship belt that night at the Royal Rumble against Copeland.  He would worry about his sister’s whereabouts later.

Chapter 4

Jessica had finally found the dressing room of AJ Styles and took a deep, shaky breath, wondering just what she was going to say to him.  ‘Apologize…That’s what you’re going to do.’ She thought, mentally coaching herself as she brought her hand up, and softly knocked on his dressing room door three times.  She then stepped back and awaited her fate.

AJ had just stepped out of the shower and was towel drying his head when he heard a knock sound at his dressing room door.  He smirked and wrapped a towel around his waist, letting the little droplets of water slowly slide down his perfect, rock hard body, and walked over to the door as he opened it.  He was pleasantly surprised at who it was.

Smirking down at the luscious beauty he knocked down earlier on that night, AJ quirked his eyebrow before asking in a low, sultry voice, “How can I help you this time, miss?”

Jessica gulped nervously at the sight before her and couldn’t even remember what her name was.  All she could see was the perfect body of AJ Styles revealed to her vision.  He’d just gotten out of the shower and smelled incredible.  It was making her senses reel completely out of control.  This man dripped sexuality that much Jessica knew, but she had to fight against those feelings and do the right thing. 

Taking another deep breath, Jessica looked at him and said, “I came here to say thank you and also say I’m sorry about the accident.  It wasn’t your fault and I appreciate you getting me medical attention.”

“Not a problem, doll face.  I couldn’t leave such a beautiful woman to be in harm’s way by someone else.  After all…” AJ trailed off as he ran his finger down her arm, sending shivers of desire down her spine, and smirked when he seen her start to tremble from his touch.  He leaned down near her ear and whispered softly, “What would life be without a beauty like you in it?”

Jessica was eating all of his words up and taking them to heart as she closed her eyes, the feeling of his hot breath on her earlobe making her insane with desire for him, and felt the sudden urge to tackle the man.  She resisted though, no matter how hard it was to do, and bit her bottom lip, not wanting him to see that he was getting to her.

She knew it was too late though.

“Why don’t you come inside so we can talk a little more about what happened?” AJ suggested as he ran his finger down her arm again, knowing this woman couldn’t possibly say no to him, and grinned when she started to blush a crimson red.

How could she possibly say no to that invitation?

She couldn’t.

Jessica smiled up at him with her crimson red cheeks and softly said, “Okay, but just for a minute.” She then entered the dressing room and wondered if this was a good idea as the door quietly shut behind them.

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Her eyes slowly opened as Jaylin groaned out in pain, holding her head with her hand, and wondered what happened.  The room was darkened, which she was very grateful for because light would only make the pounding in her head increase dramatically.  After letting the pounding subside, Jaylin slowly sat up from the couch she had been sleeping on and looked at her surroundings. 

‘This is a dressing room.’ She pointed out to herself mentally, wondering how she got here.  The last thing she remembered was saying goodbye to her cousin, wishing her luck on her voyage to AJ Styles dressing room, and sighed deeply to herself.  ‘What happened?  How did I get here?  Where’s Jessica?’ She thought as question after question flowed through her mind. 

Her thoughts were torn in half when the dressing room, she had woken up in, door opened and in stepped possibly the largest man she’d ever seen.  She’d seen a lot of big men in her life, especially since she worked with the World Wrestling Entertainment.  Mark Callaway, Paul Levesque, John Cena, Paul Wight (Big Show), they were all big men, but she’d never seen a man quite like this before. 

He stood around six foot nine and weighed around three hundred pounds.  She wasn’t sure.  He had long, chestnut brown hair that went to about the middle of his back and the purest, iciest blue eyes she’d ever seen on a man.  He was scary looking though with his black leather pants and long, pure leather trench coat.  His hair was pulled back in a low ponytail and he had a hat on with the name Hoyt printed across it. 

Lance’s eyes scanned the room and smiled when he laid eyes on the beauty he had knocked down earlier on that night.  He smirked at her as he took his trench off and hung it up before asking, “Well, look who finally woke up.  How are you feeling?”

Just one smile from the big guy and Jaylin was instantly entranced by him as she stared at him dumbfounded and simply replied, “My head hurts a little, but other than that, I’m fine.” She slowly stood up from the couch, smoothing out her clothing, and bit her bottom lip before asking, “What am I doing in here exactly?”

Chuckling deeply at the question, Lance walked over to his towel rack and pulled it off, wiping his face of sweat from the match up he just had, and softly answered, “Well, I knocked you down on accident and knocked you out so I brought you in here to let you sleep it off.  I didn’t know if you’d be one of those people who sue for being hurt by someone else on accident.  It happens a lot in the wrestling business.”

Jaylin nodded in agreement, knowing that statement was not only true, it was a fact.  She smiled at him softly as she walked over and extended her hand as she said, “I know how the wrestling business goes.  I wrestled under the name Starr, but recently resigned from the WWE and now I work here.  My name is Jaylin Cena.”

Lance’s jaw literally dropped to the floor when he heard her name and couldn’t believe that John Cena’s little sister was standing in his dressing room.  He smirked at her and slipped his huge hand in her tiny one, pulled her close to his body, and stated, “Nice to meet you.  I’m Lance Hoyt.”

Just the smell of his cologne and male scent was driving Jaylin’s senses wild as she leaned against his chest, wanting to lick him from stem to stern.  He had an incredible body with a tattoo on each of his biceps.  She just wondered what other mysteries this man held as she stepped back a few feet, giving them each some space, and said, “I know who you are.  I’ve watched TNA religiously since it came on the scene.  You were Dallas with that fucker Kid Kash.  He’s in WWE now and won’t last long, that much I know.”

Lance nodded and growled, clenching his fists upon hearing his name, and looked down at her as he stated, “I know I made a mistake by being his lackey, but we all learn from our mistakes so don’t mention that son of a bitch in my presence again.”

Jaylin was taken aback by the anger that radiated off his big body and knew she had to leave.  She stepped back away from him a little more and said, “I think I’m going to go now.  It was...uhh…nice meeting you, Lance.  Goodbye.” She quickly made her exit and went to find her cousin, wondering what time it was and if Jessica was even at the arena anymore.

She finally found a clock on a nearby wall and groaned, seeing it was past midnight, and knew Jessica was already back at the hotel.  Sighing deeply, Jaylin made her way out of the arena toward her car and gasped when she was suddenly grabbed from behind. 

Chapter 5

Jessica couldn’t take her eyes from Allen’s body, no matter how hard she tried.  The bulging muscles and twelve packs he had just made her want to stop whatever they were talking about and offer to lick him from head to toe.  She simply smiled at him though and threw that thought out of her head instantly, not wanting him to notice just how bad she wanted to jump him right then and there.  Jessica took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart and hormones that were coursing throughout her body, and bit her bottom lip when Allen finally looked at her.

He had gotten dressed in the bathroom, not wanting to give the young woman a scare with what he had to offer, at least not until after dinner.  That thought made him chuckle as he slipped on a baby blue long sleeved dress shirt that brought out his eyes nicely along with a pair of black dress pants and matching shoes.  He then looked in the mirror and put some cologne on, spiked his hair a little, and finally emerged from the bathroom.  He had to stop and just stare at the beauty before him that was sitting on his couch in his dressing room.

Everything about her attracted her to him.  There wasn’t just one thing.  It was everything and he knew he had to have her as his own.  Allen cleared his throat, seeing Jessica was deep in thought about something, and said, “I don’t want to sound pushy or anything, but would you mind accompanying me to dinner tonight?”

Shocked into silence and staring at Allen with widened eyes, Jessica finally found her voice as she asked softly, “Are you sure that’s okay?  I don’t want to impose on your privacy or anything.”

Allen chuckled at her question and shyness as he walked over to her, knelt down in front of her sitting form, and softly said as he took her hands in his, “There’s nothing more I’d like to do then to take you out for dinner tonight.  You’re special and different and I’d love to get to know you better.”

Jessica couldn’t help, but smile at his charming ways as she bit her bottom lip before replying, “Alright I’ll go out with you tonight for dinner, but we’re only friends.” She wasn’t in the right mindset to start up a relationship with a wrestler after only being on the job less than twelve hours. 

Allen threw his hands up in defense and nodded in full understanding as he stated, “Fully agreed.  Friends and nothing more it is.  Now let’s get moving, woman!  I’m hungry!” He exclaimed and pulled her up by the hands, making her giggle at him, and Allen could swear on his life that he could listen to her giggle for the rest of his life.

As Jessica was lead out of the dressing room by Allen, she couldn’t help, but think how easily she could fall in love with this man.  Allen in turn was thinking the same thing.

About an hour later, Allen pulled up to a small, quiet diner and opened the door for his date that night, Jessica.  She had changed into a short, baby pink dress that went just above the knee and it was spaghetti strapped.  She had on three inch sparkling matching pink high heels and left her hair down, but curled it at the ends.  She had on just enough makeup to accent her facial features and put on a light baby pink gloss that made her lips shine in the moonlight.  She was definitely the life of the party that night as they both entered the elegant restaurant and every head turned in the place.

Allen smirked as he wrapped one arm around her waist, pulling her close to his side as he said to the hostess that evening, “Two please.  The reservation is under Jones.”

Jessica smiled as she looked around the place, admiring the elegance and beauty of it.  It had a Greek theme to it and the tables and booths and chairs were a cherry wood.  The carpet was a maroon color and there were grape vines hanging all over the place as a border.  The lighting was low and dim, giving it a romantic atmosphere.  She smirked up at Allen who smiled back down at her as they were escorted to their private table.

Allen smiled softly as he sat across from the most beautiful woman he’d ever met and seen in his life and knew this night was the beginning of something wonderful.  He couldn’t wait until that moment arrived as they proceeded to order their food. 

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Screaming didn’t escape the lips of Jaylin as she was slammed up against the arena building and a strong hand was covering her mouth.  She couldn’t move or think because fear had temporarily paralyzed her.  Her body had started trembling from the fear that had consumed her soul as she stared at this monster that had attacked her. 

The man smirked as he stared at the luscious woman before him and licked his lips, letting the strong Tequila on his breath blow on her, and shoved her hard against the wall.  He growled when she went move and stated in a dangerous, deadly tone of voice, “If you value your life, you won’t scream and do exactly as I say.”

Jaylin thought about screaming, but then the look of the very big, sharp blade before her immediately shut her mouth.  She bit her bottom lip as tears instantly welled up in her eyes, wishing someone would come to her rescue.  She felt sick to her stomach and wanted to vomit all over this monster, but couldn’t even do that.  Not even when he breathed on her and smelled the intense alcohol on his breath. 

Chunks started rising in her throat when she heard the zipper of his pants slowly slide down and seen his pants drop, knowing if she didn’t fight back now that she wouldn’t be able to when he tried to invade her body.  She felt the tears slowly slide down her cheeks as he brushed up against her and cried out in pure fear when his hand slowly crept up her skirt. 

“No!  Please don’t do this…” She started to plead in a barely above whisper, but knew the guy hadn’t heard her so she said it a little louder. 

The guy looked at her, swaying from side to side, and growled as he pressed the sharp blade against her throat, ripping her panties off of her in the process.  That movement made Jaylin’s screams finally sound as she started pushing him away from her.  “Get off me!  Someone help me!!” She screamed out and received a hard backhand to the side of her face for her troubles.  Her head snapped to the side as she cried out in pain and held it with her hand, feeling it throb and flame up instantly as the drunk entered her dryly and roughly, making her scream out in pure pain and agony.

Lance had taken that opportunity to walk out of the arena building, tired and beat up from the match he had that night against Jeff Hardy.  He knew he needed to get back to the hotel and get some much needed rest before his flight home that following morning.  He growled when he heard someone bumping and grinding behind the building and wished they’d go to a hotel or something instead of doing it outside where people could actually hear them.

He was just about to get in his car when he heard a woman scream and Lance knew exactly who it was that was screaming.  It was Jaylin.  He quickly rushed from his car to behind the building, seeing a drunk, homeless man was trying to rape her, but she was doing her best to fight him off.  He growled as rage suddenly flooded his body and picked up the guy by the back of his neck, hurling him across the way, making him crash into a metal dumpster, and knocked him out cold. 

Sliding down the wall and trying to cover herself up the best she could, Jaylin started trembling and crying harshly as sobs racked her body.  She couldn’t believe she had been semi raped that night and wanted to thank whoever had saved her.  The tears that were built up in her eyes were clouding her sight of whoever had saved her from the drunken rapist and felt relief flood her body.

After making sure the drunk was knocked out cold, Lance finally made his way over to Jaylin, who was trembling violently from head to toe, and immediately cleared his throat as he asked softly, “You okay?”

Jaylin immediately looked up and wiped her tears away from her eyes frantically upon hearing that soft, low voice, and was shocked at who was standing over her.  She jumped to her feet, wincing at the pain the drunk had caused her, but ignored it temporarily as she threw her arms around Lance’s body and started bawling like crazy.

Lance sighed deeply as he lifted the poor, trembling woman in his arms, and carried her over to his car, hoping she wouldn’t be scarred for life after what just happened.  He sighed heavily, knowing she couldn’t possibly drive at the moment so he decided to drive her to the hotel.  He looked at her, seeing she was trying her best not to break down completely, and softly touched her shoulder with his hand after setting her down on the trunk of his car.  He lifted her chin up with his other hand and softly asked, “Do you want me to drive you back to the hotel?  You’re in no condition to drive after what just happened.”

All Jaylin did was nod, knowing he was right.  She couldn’t even think straight let alone drive the ten miles to the hotel they were all staying at.  Her eyes looked up from the ground and looked into his icy blue orbs that were so full of care and concern and simply nodded, answering his question.

Lance nodded back as he caressed her cheek with his hand and lifted her up from the trunk of his car and inside the passenger seat of his SUV.  He shut the door after she was in fully and they were off toward the hotel in five minutes. 

Jaylin rested her head back, hoping her cousin was having a better night than she was as sleep claimed her body on the ride back to the hotel with Lance.

Chapter 6

In record time, Lance had arrived at the hotel and looked over in the passenger seat, seeing Jaylin was fast asleep sighed heavily to himself.  He unbuckled his seatbelt and got out, walking around to her side, and opened the door as he pulled her into his arms, gently and carefully so he didn’t disturb her rest.  He then pressed the button on his keychain to lock the doors to his rental car before venturing inside.  He did not expect what was about to happen at that moment when he walked inside with Jaylin securely in his arms.

John had somehow figured out a way to find out exactly where his sister had gone and decided he had to confront her about this absurd idea to work for Total Nonstop Action instead of the World Wrestling Entertainment.  TNA had nothing on the WWE as far as John was concerned and come Hell or high water, he was bringing his sister back, even if she was kicking and screaming the entire way.

He had just ordered another drink, waiting for his sister to make her presence known, and dropped his glass of beer at the sight before him.  Lance Hoyt walked into the hotel with HIS unconscious sister in his arms!  John immediately stood up from the seat he was sitting in at the bar and rushed over, anger evident in his eyes as he demandingly asked, “What in the FUCK are you doing with MY sister, Hoyt?!”

Lance looked at the none other than John Cena and looked down at Jaylin, sighing heavily as he shook his head, and retorted when he seen her start to stir, “She’s sleeping, or can’t you see that?”

“Fuck you, man!  I demand you release my sister at once!” John shouted, awaking Jaylin fully as she stared up at him, and sighed heavily as she looked up at Lance and then back at her brother, wondering if she’d entered a twilight zone.

“Let me down so I can deal with him, Lance.” She softly said and smiled thankfully when he didn’t give her any grief.  She then straightened her clothes out and glared at her big brother, wondering what he was doing there.  Crossing her arms in front of her chest, Jaylin stated, “I don’t even want to know why you’re here or what you want.  You said all you needed to say to me when I told you I was coming to work for TNA.  You then proceeded to throw it Marc just as a heart stabber, but you know what, bro?  It didn’t work now please, get the Hell out of my face and life before I smack you into the next millennium.  Come on, Lance.”

She started to walk away from John, along with Lance by her side, when she felt him grab her roughly by the arm and spun her around, staring into his rage filled eyes, and closed her eyes as he yelled, “Don’t you dare walk away from me!  You seem to have forgotten who you’re talking too, little girl!”

Yanking her arm out of his grasp, Jaylin placed her hands on his chest and shoved him away from her as hard as she could, not able to do it as hard as she’d liked because of what had happened to her that same night.  Tears burned in her eyes as she stared at her brother with pure hatred and shouted at him angrily, “Don’t you DARE grab me like that again!  I’m not a little girl anymore, John!  Get it through your fucking thick skull, hoodrat!  I’m NOT someone you can boss around and manipulate anymore!”

John could not believe how disrespectful his sister was being toward him as he shook his head at her and stated, “Listen to you.  You think you’re queen of the mountain don’t you?  Guess what, Jaylin, I have a little newsflash for you.  At least this HOODRAT is making more money in one month than you make in a year!  You know why that is?  It’s because I’m with the company who has the big bucks who pays the most.  I came here to try and persuade you to come back with me, but since you don’t want to, I’m going to force you.” He then grabbed her by her arm and threw her over his shoulder as he turned to leave with her screaming foul cuss words at him.  He smirked as he started to walk out, but as soon as he turned around, he was met by a fist straight to his nose, causing him to drop his sister to the floor.

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After dinner was over with, Allen wiped his mouth off with his napkin and stood up in his chair, walking over to where the beautiful Jessica sat.  She had been the life of the party and more gracious than ever.  He extended his hand to her as he asked softly, “Would you like to dance?”

Jessica wiped her own mouth from the final bite of the delicious dinner she’d just consumed and smiled up at this gorgeous man who had treated her to such a special evening.  She knew she was falling in love with him as she nodded her head and slipped her hand in his, allowing him to guide her to the dance floor that the small restaurant had.  Allen pulled her close to his body as the song ‘Your Everything’ by Keith Urban started to play softly through the speakers as he held this beautiful woman close to him, knowing he was falling in love with her as well.

The first time I looked in your eyes I knew

That I would do anything for you

The first time you touched my face I felt

What I’ve never felt with anyone else

I wanna give back what you’ve given to me

And I wanna witness all of your dreams

Now that you’ve shown me who I really am

I wanna be more than just your man

Spinning in her gentle circles on the dance floor, Jessica felt like she was in absolute heaven.  This man was so perfect in every way and treated her better than all of her other boyfriends.  They were all assholes and treated her like garbage, but AJ was different.  The first time she had looked in his eyes, she knew immediately he was different from the others and knew she could trust him with anything.  She smiled as he brought her back in his arms and closed her eyes as she rested her head on his chest, hearing his heartbeat, and let the music sweep her away in the moment.

I wanna be the wind that fills your sails

And be the hand that lifts your veil

Be the moon that moves your tide

The sun coming up in your eyes

Be the wheel that never rusts

And be the spark that lights you up

All that you’ve been dreaming of and more

So much more, I wanna be your everything

When you wake up, I’ll be the first thing you see

And when it gets dark you can reach out to me

I’ll cherish your words and I’ll finish your thoughts

And I’ll be your compass baby, when you get lost

The words the song spewed out matched every single feeling AJ was feeling for this beautiful creature that was moving with him.  He had been hurt in the past by countless whores who thought he wasn’t good enough for him.  It had really hit him hard, but Allen always managed to somehow get back up and keep going, knowing he’d find the love of his life.  Somehow, someway unexplainable, Allen knew Jessica was that special someone he’d be searching for and wasn’t about to let her go for anything in the world.  He smiled as he twirled her around again and dipped her this time, lifting her back up, and continued to sway with her to the beautiful music that filled the restaurant and his soul.

I wanna be the wind that fills your sails

And be the hand that lifts your veil

Be the moon that moves your tide

The sun coming up in your eyes

Be the wheel that never rusts

Be the spark that lights you up

All that you’ve been dreaming of and more

So much more, I wanna be your everything…

I’ll be the wheel that never rusts

And be the spark that lights you up

All that you’ve been dreaming of and more

So much more, I wanna be your everything…

I wanna be your everything

I wanna be your everything

I wanna be your everything

As the song came to a close, Allen had twirled Jessica around and dipped her this time, but instead of lifting her back up, he locked eyes with hers and leaned down, softly brushing his lips against hers.  His arms were wrapped securely around her waist, making Jessica very thankful because if they weren’t, she probably would’ve fainted at that moment.  She couldn’t think rationally about anything as this man’s soft lips grazed her own and the only thing she did do was wrap her arms around his neck, encouraging him to kiss her deeper, and Allen did.  A soft moan escaped her lips as his tongue parted her soft lips with his, dueling their tongues together in a gentle, seductive motion.

Not wanting to go far with this, Allen slowly pulled away from her and stared in her eyes as he smiled and asked softly, “You wanna get out of here?”

All she could do was nod her head as she smiled softly and was lifted back to her feet as Allen took her hand and guided her out of the restaurant.  He had paid for the dinner already and all he wanted to do was hold this beautiful woman in his arms for the remainder of the night in his hotel room.

No sex, all he wanted was her.

Jessica giggled as Allen whispered sweet nothings into her ear on their way toward the hotel entrance, smiling widely, not knowing if the night could get any better.  It was about to get worse.  They had just came to the doors when Allen pulled her in his arms and kissed her passionately, making Jessica moan softly against his lips once again, and broke it as she breathed out, “You’re gonna make me go breathless in a minute if you keep doing that, AJ.”

He smirked at her and ran his finger down her cheek lovingly as he replied, “That’s what I wanted though.”

Smiling sweetly back at him and entering the hotel lobby, Jessica stopped dead in her tracks as she seen her cousin, Jaylin shouting at John, and rolled her eyes.  She knew what John was up to and was shocked when he lifted her up over his shoulder, about to carry Jaylin out of the hotel against her will, and Jessica couldn’t take it anymore. 

Just as John turned around, Jessica pulled her fist back, making Allen look at her in pure shock, and decked John right in the nose, making him drop Jaylin to the floor instantly.  John screamed out in pain as he held his nose, knowing it was broken by that blow, and looked up, shocked into silence when he seen his cousin Jessica staring back down at him.

He looked over at Jaylin, who was in some serious pain from both the rape and being dropped off of his shoulder.  When John had released her, her ribcage had crushed into his shoulder, causing Jaylin to lose her breath.  She was lying on the hotel floor, coughing harshly as Lance ran to her side. 

Putting her hands on her hips as she stared down at her cousin, John Cena, Jessica asked in a sassy voice, “Going somewhere, Cena?”

John slowly stood to his feet, holding his head back as his nose started to bleed, and stated harshly, “What the fuck are YOU doing here, Jessie?!”  He was stunned and had no idea what she was doing there.  He also knew he was in deep trouble because of how close Jaylin and Jessica were.

“That’s not what I asked you, John.  What the Hell do you think you’re doing with OUR cousin?” She asked in a demanding voice, tapping her foot impatiently as her arms crossed in front of her chest, wanting the truth from her cousin.

Lance had finally gotten Jaylin to say something to him as Jessica glanced over at her, making sure Jaylin was alright from what John had done, and glared at John as he retorted, “Taking back what’s rightfully mine.”

Rage filled her small body as Jessica hauled off and kicked him directly in the balls, making him bellow out in pain as he dropped to his knees as Jessica screamed at him, “She’s not YOUR property, you bastard!!  She belongs to TNA now and if you’re smart, you’ll leave her the Hell alone before I beat your ass redder than a fuckin cherry!” She then kicked him in the chest, making him fall back on the floor, and walked over to her cousin, stepping on John’s chest in the process, wanting to make sure she was alright and John didn’t cause any real damage to her.

Allen looked at Jessica in shock and then down at John and back at her several times before smirking as he shrugged his shoulders.  He then followed her over toward Jaylin, knowing she was concerned about her cousin while John lay writhing on the floor in pain just as he heard someone shout his name sternly from the doorway of the hotel.

“JONATHAN FELIX-ANTHONY CENA!  What the fuck do you think you’re doing?!?!”

Chapter 7

John groaned when he heard that voice and sat up, hissing at the pain that his balls were creating him to feel, and sighed when his wife, Marisol, stood before him with the most pissed off look on her face.  He bit his bottom lip, knowing she had probably witnessed the entire thing with Jaylin and Jessica and wondered how he was going to talk himself out of this one.

Marisol shook her head at her husband, not believing he had gone behind her back once again, and tried to force Jaylin back into the WWE.  She ran a hand through her hair as she looked at him, her arms crossed in front of her chest, and stated, “I’m waiting for an answer, Jonathan.”

John wasn’t about to be embarrassed in front of all these people as he stood up all the way and glared at his wife as he retorted cockily, “That’s none of your business, Marisol.”

Quirking an eyebrow up at her husband in question, she smiled and nodded her head, starting to walk out of the hotel, but then turned on him when he least expected it.  She walked up to him and yanked him down by the ear with her hand as she screamed in his ear, “Let me try this again!  JONATHAN FELIX-ANTHONY CENA, what the fuck do you think you’re doing?!”

John groaned in pain, hating it when Marisol had him by the ear like this, and sighed heavily as he replied in a pain filled voice, “Forcing my sister back where she belongs.”

Nodding and releasing his ear, shoving him back in the process, Marisol stared at him in disappointment as she stated, “I cannot believe you, John.  When are you going to learn that your sister isn’t the same ten year old little girl you remember her being?  She doesn’t want to work for the WWE and honestly don’t blame her for wanting to be away from you.  I find myself wanting to be farther away from you lately and you know what?” Marisol rhetorically asked as she slipped her ring off and threw it at him as she finished, “I think that’s the best idea I’ve had yet.” She then stormed away from him over to Jaylin, groaning when he yanked her back toward him as the ring still lay on the floor, and glared at him as she demanded through gritted teeth, “Let go of me.  It’s over, John.”

It wasn’t over with him by a long shot as John dragged his wife out of the hotel, picking up the ring in the process, and shoved her against the hotel building as he shouted, “What the fuck do you mean its over?!  I love you, Marisol, but you need to understand something!”

“Which is what?  The fact that you’re a control freak and you think the world revolves around your hoodrat ass?  John, I love you too, but I’m not about to be with someone who tries to control everyone who gives a damn about him.  I’ve grown out of love for you.  Ever since your sister left, you’ve been vindictive and a complete asshole to me and you’ve been jumping script in the ring.” She explained, her eyes filling up with heartbreaking tears, and quickly blinked them back when she seen the shocked look come over John’s feature.

“How did you find out about that?” John demanded as he slammed his hand on the building wall, right beside her head, his rage and temper overtaking him as he stared at his wife with slitted eyes.  NOBODY was supposed to tell her that he was jumping script in the ring and really injuring the wrestlers he’d worked with.

Marisol simply rolled her eyes as she shoved him away from her a few feet, feeling crowded, and stated, “It doesn’t matter how I found out.  The point is I did and you’re a bastard for even THINKING about doing something like that to the boys in the back!  What if someone did that back to you, John, huh?  What if they injured you so badly that you couldn’t wrestle anymore?” When Marisol realized she wasn’t getting through to him, she dropped her head in defeat and added, “I’m done with you, John.  I wasted two great years of my life on you and it was all so you could turn out to be an asshole just like the rest of my ex’s.  I hope you figure out what you want because obviously, it’s not me.”

When Marisol went to walk away from him, John grabbed her and crushed her against the building, roughly kissing her lips, and smirked when she started fighting him.  He grabbed her hands and put them behind her back, crushing them against the building as he kept kissing her, silencing her screams for him to stop, and was suddenly ripped away from his own wife.

Eric Watts had just gotten back from a local bar in town, needing a few drinks to calm down after the show that night, and stopped when he seen someone being held against their will.  It was at the same hotel where all the TNA Superstars were staying at as he walked over, seeing the woman was clearly trying to push this man off of her that clearly didn’t know what the word no meant.  He decided to intervene and took his hand, clamping it down on the man’s broad shoulder, and ripped him away from the woman, who had tears sliding down her cheeks by now, and threw him to the ground.  He was shocked to see it was none other than John Cena.

Looking back at the beautiful woman who Cena was clearly kissing without her consent, Eric asked softly as he stared down at John, “Is this man bothering you, miss?”

“That’s Mrs. Cena to you, dickhead.  Now if you’ll excuse me, my wife and I have OTHER things to discuss.  Come on, honey.” John stated as he stood up from the ground, dusting himself off, and was shocked when Marisol refused to take his hand that he’d extended to her.

“I’m not married to him anymore.  The name is Marisol Jones.” She stated, heartbroken by the fact that she’d just said her maiden name, but knew it was for the best.  John had clearly overstepped her boundary lines and wasn’t about to stay with someone who had a temper like his had grown to be.

Eric nodded as he stared back at John and stated as he pointed out into the night, “The lady said she’s not with you so I HIGHLY suggest you get out of here unless you want your ass beat by a TNA Superstar, Cena.” His low, calm voice was full of venom, not believing a WWE Superstar had the balls to step foot on TNA territory.  This was their land and he wasn’t about to have it disgraced by the presence of this hoodrat who claimed he was one of the top wrestlers in the WWE.  That was a joke and a half if Eric ever heard one.

Finally deciding to not fight with Marisol anymore that night, John left the area and took his rental car back to the airport, not believing he was going back empty handed.  As Marisol watched John’s car speed down the road at neck breaking speeds, she felt a few stray tears slowly slide down her cheeks, and ventured back into the hotel, wanting to check up on Jaylin before she called the airline to book herself a flight home. 

When her and John got married two years ago, they both agreed she could keep her apartment in California incase things didn’t work out between them.  She looked down at her left hand, seeing the ring that she’d come to love was now gone, and it broke her heart into a million more pieces.  Eric had seen how down the woman was and decided to follow her as he tapped her shoulder from behind and asked before she could make her way back into the hotel, “Are you alright, miss?”

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Lance seen Jaylin was in bad shape as Jessica and Allen stood beside her, deciding she should go to the hospital.  He didn’t want to take her up to his room without making sure the rapist who had attacked her earlier on that night and her own brother didn’t hurt her badly before calling it a night.  Carefully and gently lifting her up in his arms again, Lance looked down at Jessica and AJ as he stated, “I’m taking her to the hospital.  She was raped tonight by a drunk and now Cena just did another number on her.”

“She was WHAT?!” Jessica shouted in surprise as she stared at her cousin, tears filling her eyes instantly, and started to cry as she buried her face in Allen’s chest.

Raped?!

How the Hell did that happen?!

Sighing heavily as he looked down at Jaylin, seeing the blood slowly start to slide out of her mouth and down her cheek, Lance knew he had to get this woman to a hospital and fast.  He looked at the couple with him and said, “I’ll tell you everything, but first, we have to get her to the nearest emergency room to make sure she’s alright.”

Jessica just nodded as she wiped her tears away and looked at her cousin, hoping and praying that she wasn’t hurt that badly.  Allen looked down at her and lifted her face with his hand as he asked, “Do you want me to come with?”

“If you would, I’d appreciate it, AJ.” She replied softly, her voice filled with concern and worry, mixed with sadness for what had happened to her cousin, and sighed as Allen lead her outside, making her bump into Marisol.

Lance had already carried Jaylin to the car and Jessica along with AJ was right behind him, but Marisol stopped her.  She looked at John’s wife and asked, “What?”

“What’s wrong with Jaylin?  Did John hurt her?” Marisol asked, true concern and worry evident in her own eyes, thinking this was all her soon-to-be ex-husband’s fault.

Jessica sighed as she ran a hand through her hair, not really wanting to talk to John’s wife right now, and stated, “Just come with us if you want to know the story because even I don’t know it fully.”

Nodding in agreement, Marisol bid the man who had saved her from her husband’s wrath a goodbye before following her cousin-in-law and AJ Styles to the car.  Lance beeped the horn, telling them to hurry up because he wanted to get medical attention to Jaylin as soon as possible. 

When everyone was piled into the car, Lance didn’t waste time as he raced to the hospital, hoping Jaylin was alright.  Somehow, he doubted it.

Chapter 8

Lance broke speed limit after speed limit to get Jaylin to the hospital at neck breaking speeds, making every start to cuss at him, but they all quieted down when Jaylin growled out in pain, “SHUT IT!”

He pulled up to the entrance and sighed heavily, knowing this wasn’t good as Jaylin kept clutching her stomach, and immediately got out of the car.  He walked over her side and pulled her out of the car in his arms, seeing the ER was right in front of him, and rushed her inside, shouting out to the nearest doctor he could find, “I need a doctor!  She’s in pain!”

Doctor James happened to hear that and sighed, knowing his wish about going home to his wife and children that night was ruined, and walked over as he asked, “What seems to be the problem here?”

Lance looked at this guy like he had three heads and stated in a loud voice, “Are you blind, man?!  Look at her!  She’s in pain and she was raped tonight by a drunk!”

Feeling his eyes widen in shock, Doctor James immediately took the young woman from Lance’s arms and placed her on a nearby stretcher himself, since there was no EMT’s around at that time of night, and stated, “We need to give her a rape test and make sure she’s not pregnant.  You’ll have to wait out here while we check her out.”

Sighing heavily as he nodded, Lance sat down in a nearby seat while Jessica sat on AJ’s lap, truly concerned for her cousin’s well being.  She decided she needed to find out how her cousin got in the position of being raped and walked over to Lance, standing right in front of him, and said, “I want to know what happened to Jaylin.”

Lance looked up at the bombshell cousin of Jaylin, noticing she was dressed to go to a prom, and sighed as he offered the seat next to him as she sat down and asked, “What do you wanna know?”

“I want to know how my cousin was raped tonight and what you had to do with it.” Jessica answered, hoping the story wasn’t as bad as she thought it was going to be, and cringed inwardly when he began the explanation.

Taking a deep breath, Lance ran a hand through his long, dark brown hair that went to the middle of his back, and said, “Well, I stayed at the arena longer to work on some moves I’ve been meaning to practice, and when I walked out, I heard moaning and groaning going on from the back of the building.  I absolutely hate it when people do their private business outside in the open so I decided to go give them a piece of my mind and found a drunk on your cousin raping her.  I pulled him off and knocked him unconscious and got her out of there and brought her back to the hotel.  That’s when we met up with Cena and it all progressed from there.” He finished, not wanting to get into the gruesome details about how he found Jaylin.  He didn’t even want to think about it honestly.

Nodding in understanding, Jessica ran a hand through her hair, sighing heavily to herself, and said, “I wish John would leave her alone.  I know he’s been her guardian since she was ten years old, but she’s a grown woman who can take care of herself.”

“I fully agree so why does he keep messing with her and trying to bring her back to the WWE?  I mean, she obviously doesn’t want to go back, right?” Lance asked as he stared at Jessica, knowing she had all the answers to his questions, or at least most of them.

“He thinks he still has full control over her.  He doesn’t realize that she’s grown up and still thinks of her as a little girl who needs him to protect her from the world.” She answered, smiling over at AJ, who had fallen asleep in the chair, and sighed heavily to herself.  She felt terrible for keeping him up this late, knowing they had another show that following night, and decided it would be best to just send him back to the hotel for some rest.

Lance punched his hand as he looked down at the floor, not believing how stupid John Cena was acting toward his sister, and stated, “He really needs to leave her alone if he knows what’s good for her.  She’s not a little girl anymore.  She’s a grown woman who can make decisions for herself.  If he comes back to try and force her to go back with him to the WWE, I’m gonna knock his teeth down his throat.”

“I think she’s already done that part, Lance.” Allen cut in, smirking down at the beautiful and intelligent woman that he’d fallen for in such a short amount of time, and yawned nice and loud.

Jessica seen him yawn and stood up as she placed her hand on his chest and said, “AJ, I want you to do me a favor.  Would you do me a small favor?” She asked, putting her innocent act on and batted her eyelashes at him.

Allen couldn’t say no even if his life depended on it with one look in her sparkling blue eyes as he replied, “Anything for you, Jessica.  Name it and I’ll do it.”

Smiling softly at that answer, she kissed his cheek softly and said, “Good because I want you to go back to the hotel.  You look beat and you have a show tomorrow night you have to be rested for.  I promise, I’ll see you tomorrow, but you don’t need to be here.”

Biting his bottom lip and being very hesitant about that request from Jessica, Allen finally sighed, knowing he couldn’t go back on his word, and replied, “If you need anything, anything at all, don’t hesitate to call me, okay, beautiful?”

“You got it.  I promise.” She said and wrapped her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly to her body, and kissed his lips softly before walking him out of the hospital, leaving Lance by himself with John Cena’s wife, Marisol.

She looked over at him, having been quiet long enough, and walked over as she asked, “What happened to Jaylin that we had to bring her here?”

Sighing heavily, Lance made the woman sit down in the seat that Jessica had been occupying, and explained to her what had happened to Jaylin.  Marisol was beside herself as she started to cry, feeling awful about what John had put his own sister through, and knew he didn’t realize she’d already been hurt that night.  She never thought in a million years something like that could happen to Jaylin, but then again, nothing was impossible.  She’d learned that the hard way with her marriage to John.

Marisol ran a hand through her hair and sighed heavily as she said, “I can’t believe it.  Do you think she’s…” She couldn’t finish, not wanting to even think about the possibility of Jaylin carrying some monster’s child that forced her to have intercourse with him without her consent.  It was sickening to even think about.

Lance shook his head and replied gently as he patted her head, “I doubt it.  I stopped it before it got too far.  He probably got one or two good thrusts in and that’s it.  I knocked his drunk ass out and took her back to the hotel, which is where we ran into your husband.”

“Soon-to-be ex-husband.” She corrected him and bit her bottom lip, lowering her head as the tears started burning in her eyes again.  She had truly missed John, but knew she couldn’t go back to him because he would just go behind her back and try to force Jaylin back in the WWE.  She wouldn’t let that happen, even if it meant giving up the marriage she’d worked so hard to keep on track and fresh for the past two years.  ‘Two years wasted.’ She thought sadly and immediately snapped her head up when she heard a voice in front of them.

Doctor James had come out and announced while looking down at his clipboard, “Relatives of Jaylin Cena.”

Marisol seen Lance stand up and walk over there and followed him, knowing the doctor wouldn’t tell him anything without her being present, even if he was the one who had brought Jaylin in the hospital in the first place.  Taking a deep, shaky breath, the doctor looked at the tall man and small woman before him and knew this wasn’t going to be easy to tell them.

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Jessica had called a cab for AJ, seeing he was about ready to fall over, and smiled softly as she sat him down on a nearby bench right in front of the hospital.  She then sat down beside him, stroking his arm with her hand, and waited for the cab to arrive.  Once it did, she got AJ in, kissed him goodnight, and ventured back inside, just as the doctor came out. 

Jessica rushed over and looked up at the doctor with pleading eyes, wondering what he was about to tell them, and stated, “Give it to us straight, doc.  No sweet coating anything.” She was genuinely concerned for her cousin and the eyes told the entire story.

Doctor James sighed heavily as he ran a hand through his hair and looked at all of them, wishing he didn’t have to break this news to them, but knew it was for the best.  He took a deep breath before saying, “There is a possibility that some of the man’s semen that raped Ms. Cena tonight got into her system and she could possibly end up pregnant.”

Gasps of horror and sadness escaped from both Marisol and Jessica’s lips while Lance just stood there, shocked as Hell.  He looked at the doctor with a quirked eyebrow and stated, “I thought I stopped it before he could even release inside of her?” The pieces didn’t fit.

“Well according to our tests, Ms. Cena has had sexual intercourse in less than twenty four hours, unless she had intercourse before she was raped earlier tonight?” Doctor James questioned, looking over his files again, and nodded, confirming his results.

Lance looked at him and then back at the two girls, wondering what the Hell was going on, and asked him stiffly, “Can I see her?”

“Certainly, right this way, sir.” Doctor James replied as he guided Lance down the hallway and showed him the room she was in.

Taking a deep breath, Lance entered, not prepared for what he was about to see.

Chapter 9

Jaylin laid in the hospital bed, staring up at the ceiling, and sighed heavily to herself.  She ran her hand through her hair, wondering how she got herself into the predicament she was in, and felt the tears burning her eyes.  The memory was overtaking her and she couldn’t stop it as they flowed down her cheeks like streams and splashed on the hospital cover that had given her.  She looked down at her arm, seeing the IV stuck in it, and cried harder, knowing she was probably going to end up pregnant because of the monster who had done this to her. 

It wasn’t the drunk who had tried raping her that night either.

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Jaylin had just finished going over the moves with Jackie Gayda for their match that following night on Impact! earlier that night and decided a shower was in order.  Jackie had already left, needing to spend some quality time with her husband Charlie Haas, who was working overseas in Japan for the time being, until he could get back in the WWE.  He never gave up on his dream and she admired him for that, which is why their marriage had lasted this long.

Walking into her dressing room and throwing her gym bag down on the floor, Jaylin immediately froze as a familiar scent filled her nostrils.  Her entire body started to tremble from head to toe and her teeth were chattering as she looked around, scared to death.  ‘No.  It can’t be him.’ She thought as tears instantly filled her eyes from pure fear and bolted into the bathroom.

That scent started becoming stronger as she backed up from the door and looked around her surroundings as her back hit the wall.  Or what she thought was a wall.  Suddenly, a pair of arms wrapped around her body, locking her arms at her sides, and that familiar voice whispered in her ear, “Thought you could get away from me that easily, eh, Jaylin?”

“Please don’t do this.  I didn’t tell anyone the truth.” She pleaded softly, tears slowly leaking from her eyes and slid down her cheeks.  She was truly terrified of this man, especially when he was in his dangerous mood.  She could tell he was dangerous just by the tone of his voice.

His nose buried into her hair, inhaling her intoxicating scent, and locked his arms around her tighter, flicking her earlobe with his tongue, and smirked when he felt her entire body shiver from the contact.  “Sounds like somebody missed me…” His voice trailed off and continued to do this, knowing she would surrender to him like she had since he first met her. 

Jaylin wanted to push him away from her so badly and run for her life, but knew she couldn’t break the grip he had on her body.  His arms were strong and thick with muscles bulging everywhere, which terrified her even more.  She knew he could break her in half if he wanted to and didn’t want to anger him more than he already was.  She had left the WWE without his consent, defied his wishes for her to stay in the company he was in, and knew she was going to pay for it now.

Smirking wickedly to himself, he released the grip he had around his body, and growled in a deep, low, dangerous tone of voice, “Since you disobeyed me, you know what must be done, right?”

Lowering her head in shame and simply nodding her head, all Jaylin could ask was, “What position do you want me in?” Her voice was filled with so much regret and sadness that it actually angered her owner.

He owned her and she knew it as his hand gripped her newly dyed honey blonde hair and whipped her around to face him, making her stare up at his dangerous ocean blue eyes.  They were filled with so much hatred that it broke Jaylin’s heart once again.  He smirked at her tears, knowing he was causing her emotional pain, and shoved her against the bathroom wall, making her cry out in pain softly.

“Shut up, bitch!” He growled at her and backhanded her across the face, making her head snap to the side, and brought her hand up to hold her cheek while he had his way with her.

He started out by reaching his hand down and ripped her panties right off of her, brought his own pants down, and lifted her leg as he slid inside of her roughly, making her bite her bottom lip to hold in a scream.  It had hurt because she was bone dry, but did he care?

Hell no!

Grunting out in a satisfied, sick fashion, he started thrusting in and out of her harder and faster, not waiting for her to get used to his size because he wanted to cause Jaylin pain.  He loved doing it and would continue to do so until the day he finally croaked.  It wouldn’t be for a long time as he ripped her insides apart; growling as his release finally came after an hour of raping her, and finally spilled his seed deep within her.

Jaylin never made a sound, knowing that if she did, she would get the shit kicked out of her by this monster that owned her soul, and leaned against the wall as he raped her.  She could do nothing, but stand there and feel sick to her stomach as his grunts of pure satisfaction and ecstasy filled her ears, making her want to vomit all over him, but she didn’t.  She knew if that happened, she would probably end up dead.

After getting his breathing under control, the monster finally pulled his pants up, and inspected the damage, smirking when he seen the pain in her midnight blue eyes, and stated, “What do you say to that, slave?”

“It was good, Master, may I have another please?” She asked through a heart breaking smile, feeling sicker to her stomach, and sighed with inner relief when he declined her offer.  Instead, she received a hard blow to the abdomen, making her cough out as blood instantly started forming in her mouth as a little bit spilled out of her mouth.  The last thing she saw were those dangerous ocean blue eyes of his as darkness overtook her, but not before asking him one question.

“Why, Marc, why?”

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Her thoughts were split in half when she heard a soft knock sound at the door and sighed heavily, seeing Lance walk in, and couldn’t look at him as her eyes adverted to her lap.  Folding her hands, Jaylin bit her bottom lip as she asked in a whisper, “What do you want?”

Just one look in her lifeless blue eyes and Lance knew something wasn’t right with this situation.  He sighed heavily as he ran a hand through his chestnut colored hair and replied, “I was worried about you.  The doctor told me the results.  May I sit down?” He asked cautiously, knowing she could explode at any second, and smiled softly when she nodded her head at him.

Lance took a seat beside her, seeing she was visibly shaken by what the doctor had told her apparently, and asked softly, “Can I ask you something?”

She didn’t look at him as she kept staring down at her lap, shrugged her shoulders, and retorted, “You might as well.  Sooner or later, the truth is going to come out about what really happened to me.  That’s what you want to know, right?”

“Yeah, I mean, the pieces don’t fit unless something ELSE happened to you besides being raped by that drunk.  He couldn’t be the one that got you pregnant because I stopped him.” Lance pointed out, trying to figure out this mystery, and deep down knew that Jaylin was the one with all the answers to those missing pieces.

Jaylin’s head snapped up upon hearing that pregnancy statement and glared at him hatefully as she spat hatefully at him, “I’m NOT pregnant!”

Throwing his hands up in the air in defense instantly, Lance quickly responded by saying, “I know.  I didn’t say that.  I’m just trying to figure out what happened to you prior to that rape with the drunk.  For some reason, you didn’t seem that shaken up.”

Rolling her eyes at him, Jaylin let a half hearted laugh escape her lips as she shook her head, and stated, “That’s really none of your or anyone else’s business.  So what if I had sex before I was raped?  Is it a crime to have sex with your boyfriend?” She retorted and immediately bit her bottom lip when she seen the hurt well up in Lance’s icy blue orbs. 

“I can’t believe you…” Lance trailed off, not even knowing to say to her retorted statement, and stood up out of the chair.  He knew she didn’t need him there anymore, especially since she already had a boyfriend, and couldn’t believe how fast she was.  It was insane to think that she would even give him a second glance and also figured she probably already had a boyfriend on the side in the WWE.  It made perfect sense as Lance looked down at her and stated, “Before you go around flirting with other wrestlers in the TNA business, you might want to sit down and think about what you’re doing with yourself.  Have a nice life, Ms. Cena.”

As Jaylin watched Lance walk out of her hospital room, tears instantly welled up in her eyes when she realized that she had just made the biggest mistake of her life.  Marc wasn’t her boyfriend and never would be again, but he did own her soul, and for that, she just wanted to crawl in a hole and die.  She could never tell anyone the reasoning behind letting this monster have his way with her whenever he wished because if anyone ever found out, she would lose her entire family, including Jessica. 

‘I can’t let that happen.  I’d rather die than lose my family.’ She thought sadly and closed her eyes, letting the sedatives and medication the doctor had given her for the pain put her under, and let the darkness overtake her body.

Chapter 10

Two months had passed and the same thing happened every two weeks.  Marc would come into Jaylin’s life and then leave without a trace, after getting what he wanted.  He highly enjoyed coming into her life and destroying what little spirit she had burning in her soul.  He was her master and it would continue to stay that way, unless she wanted her secret revealed to her family.  It was deep and dark, the perfect blackmail, and Marc was having a blast with each second he forced her to do something she didn’t want too.  He smirked as he drove down the road toward the airport, tapping his fingers against the steering wheel, knowing he had to get home to his current girlfriend before she started getting suspicious.

Jaylin was lying on the bed in her hotel room, tears of pain flowing down her cheeks, and looked down at her protruding stomach.  She couldn’t believe she was pregnant with this monster’s child and as sickening as it sounded, she was fully consented.  These visits from Marc were getting more brutal by the weeks and Jaylin knew eventually, he’d make a mistake and force her to miscarry the baby.  She couldn’t wait for that to happen as she slowly stood up from the bed, wincing at the pain that Marc had inflicted on her earlier on that night, and limped into the bathroom.  She desperately needed a shower after the things Marc forced her into.

Lance had been walking down the hallway because his room was coincidentally on the same floor as Jaylin’s and had stopped when he seen a man walk out of her hotel room.  He looked to stand around six foot tall and had on black baggy jeans that hung off his ass along with a baggy t-shirt that had the words ‘Live or Die’ on it in silver letters.  There was a black hat on his head, covering his face as he hurried to the elevator, but Lance didn’t miss the sick smirk that was plastered on across his lips.  He shook his head, knowing Jaylin and him were involved somehow, but in the pit of his gut, something told Lance that it wasn’t the every day relationship people had day in and day out.

‘I’ve got to go check on her.  Something doesn’t feel right about this.’ Lance finally decided as he thought to himself and walked over to her hotel room door, knocking on it three times, and felt his breath catch in his throat when she answered the door in nothing, but a towel.

She was only in her first trimester of her pregnancy so Jaylin wasn’t showing yet.  There was just a small hump on her stomach, but it could’ve easily been fooled by gaining weight.  She pulled the towel tighter around her body as she stared up into the intense, yet caring icy blue eyes of Lance and asked softly, “What do you want?”

Lance could instantly tell that something wasn’t right as he looked down into her glossy eyes and said, “I just wanted to come and check up on you.”

“Forgive me, Mr. Hoyt, but I remember you saying something to me two months ago about having a nice life and that you didn’t want to have anything to do with me.” Jaylin pointed out as she crossed her arms in front of her chest and shook her head as she lowered it to the floor.  “And quite frankly, I don’t have time for your games.  Now leave.”

Just as she was about to shut the door, Lance blocked it as he shoved it open, and gently pushed her away from the door with ease, shutting it behind him after entering, and stated, “I’m not leaving until we talk about this situation, Jaylin.  There’s something not right about this entire situation and I want to know what it is.”

Shaking her head at this intruder that she was secretly in love with, Jaylin sighed heavily as she walked inside the bathroom, completely ignoring his presence, and slammed the door with authority behind her.  Lance sat on the bed and crossed his big massive arms across his chest, not about to give this up without a fight, and waited for her to come out.  He didn’t have to wait long because five minutes later, Jaylin came out wearing a baggy t-shirt and black cotton shorts.  Her hair was down and wet from the shower she’d just finished, and the t-shirt was big enough to fit five regular sized people in it.

She rolled her eyes in annoyance upon seeing Lance sitting on the bed and stated heatedly, “I thought I told you to leave.”

Lance stood up from the bed as he stared down into her eyes that was still glazed over with unshed tears and stated defiantly, “I’m not going anywhere until we settle this, Jaylin.”

“Don’t you dare tell me what I’m going to or NOT going to do, you asshole!” Jaylin spat back at him as she lifted her brush from the nightstand and walked over to the long full length mirror, beginning to brush her hair out.

Sighing heavily to himself, Lance turned around and followed her over to the mirror, staring at her reflection, and said, “I don’t want to hurt you anymore, Jaylin.  I just want to know what’s been going on with you.  Was the rape for real or was it just a trick?” He asked, placing his hands on her shoulders, and sighed when they dropped in his hands.

“I can’t tell you, Lance.  I will tell you this much though.  That rape wasn’t planned or anything.  It was for real.” Jaylin stated, running a hand through her hair, and walked away from him as she sat on the bed, crossing her legs Indian style, and wouldn’t meet his eyes.

“Why can’t you look at me?  What happened before that drunk tried to rape you?” He asked, looking at her through the reflection of the mirror, knowing she wouldn’t look at him in the eyes, so this was the best way to do it.

Sighing heavily, Jaylin felt the tears burning her eyes at the sheer memories of Marc invading her the way he had over the past couple of months, ever since they split up, and didn’t wish to relive them at the moment.  She simply wiped away the tears that had escaped her eyelids and stated, “I don’t want to talk about it.  It’s none of your business, quite frankly.”

Lance was getting fed up with her attitude as he turned around, glaring at her, and threw his hands up in the air in pure frustration as he shouted at her, “Why won’t you let me in, damn it!?  All I’m trying to do is put the pieces of this puzzle together and all you can do is sit there and tell me it's none of my business!  You know what?  I don’t need this shit.  I’m out of here.  The hell with it and the hell with YOU!” He stormed out of her hotel room, slamming the door behind him with authority, and immediately regretted it as he pressed his forehead against the door, whispering to himself, “Why won’t you let me in, Jaylin?”

Jaylin was completely caught off guard by Lance’s sudden outburst, but she honestly couldn’t blame him.  She was making this so hard on him and knew in the end, it was for the best, especially since she was owned already.  She had a master and his name was Marc Predka, who was the future father of her child.  All Jaylin could hope for was that the bastard would make her miscarry the baby before it was born into the cruel and harsh world of Marc Predka’s wrath.

The last thing she wanted was her baby paying for her mistakes.

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Loud snoring erupted in the room as Amy watched her own cruel reality crash around her.  She still couldn’t believe her plan had backfired with Mick Foley and knew she had to go to drastic measures now.  There was no other way out.  When she seen Adam was fully asleep in his own dreams, Amy slowly slunk out of the bed and into the bathroom.  She whipped out her cell phone, wincing at the pain that was throbbing between her thighs, and knew she couldn’t take another pounding like the one Adam had given to her before he passed out. 

Dialing the numbers on the cell phone, Amy locked the bathroom door, and closed her eyes when she heard his voice on the other end as she whispered out frantically, “Matt, it’s Amy.  I need you to get me out of here.  I can’t take this from Adam anymore.”

Matt closed his eyes as he heard her voice on the other end of his cell phone, not believing he didn’t check the caller ID before he answered the call, and sighed heavily as he retorted, “Why, so I can be ambushed again?  Fuck you, Amy.  I’m not doing this anymore.  You get out of this on your own.  I’m done with it.”

Tears of pain and anguish slid down her cheeks as she heard Matt hang up on her and slowly closed the lid of her cell phone.  She slowly slid down the bathroom door, her heart shattering into a million pieces, and cried so hard that her chest began to hurt.  She knew that going with Adam was a complete mistake, but at the time, she didn’t have a choice.  Matt had been ignoring her and she needed someone there for her and Adam happened to be there at the right place and right time. 

After having herself a good, decent cry, Amy finally composed herself as she stood up from the floor and took a good, long hard look in the mirror.  Her reflection showed the affects that Adam was putting on her and it was taking its toll fast.  Black circles adorned underneath her eyes, showing her lack of sleep obviously, and her hair was all messed up.  Her black mascara was running slowly down her cheeks and her eyes that once held so much fire and intensity was nothing, but dead and shallow orbs of greenish brown that ended up being the color of hazel.

‘I have to get out of here.  I can’t take this anymore.’ Amy finally decided as she whipped out her cell phone, booking herself a flight first thing in the morning back home, and then made another to call to Vince.  After explaining herself to him for about an hour, hoping Adam didn’t wake up, Amy finally made one last final call. 

It was to Jaylin Cena.

Chapter 11

The drop of her vibrating cell phone woke up Jaylin later on that same night, after the confrontation with Lance and the rape from Marc.  Between those two things and being pregnant, all Jaylin wanted to do was sleep for the rest of her life.  She sighed heavily as she leaned over and reached down to the floor, picking up her cell, and flipped it open, “What?”

Amy closed her eyes when she heard Jaylin’s voice for the first time in months and said, “Hey girl, it’s good to hear your voice again.”

Hearing Amy’s voice for the first time since she left the WWE to pursue her dream in TNA, Jaylin immediately sat up in bed, turned the lamp on that was on her nightstand, and replied, “What’s up, Amy?”

“I need a favor from you.  I need to get away from Adam.  He’s gotten rather…abusive and I don’t want to deal with it anymore.  I called Vince and told him I was quitting the WWE.” Amy explained, making Jaylin sigh heavily as she looked at the clock, seeing it was after four in the morning, and groaned inwardly to herself.  Her career would have to be put on hold now because of her pregnancy and she hadn’t told the management of TNA yet.

“You want me to talk to TNA, right?” Jaylin said before Amy could get out the favor, and sighed heavily when Amy agreed with her.  She ran a hand through her hair, holding the phone between her shoulder and ear, and sighed deeply, “Ames, I’d love to, but with everything that’s going on right now, I’m not sure how much longer I’m going to be with this company…”

Amy was suddenly confused at what Jaylin had said and quickly asked in a heated whisper, not believing one of her good friends wouldn’t even help her out of the mess she had gotten herself in, “What the Hell does that mean?  Jaylin, what’s going on?” She asked, needing to know why Jaylin wouldn’t help her with this situation.  She couldn’t take Adam’s cruelty any longer and would do just about anything to get away from him, even if it meant ending her own life.

“It’s complicated, Amy.  It’s really complicated.” Jaylin replied, not about to spill her secret to Amy Dumas.  She was a good friend, but Jaylin couldn’t trust her or anyone at that moment to be honest. 

She hadn’t talked to Jessica in weeks because she knew if she did, Jessica would see something was going on that wasn’t right.  Same went for Eric Watts new dish which was her brother’s ex-wife Marisol Jones.  Eric had persuaded Marisol to go out for a couple of drinks with him a month prior to this moment, when the divorce from John was finalized, and Marisol finally agreed after a few attempts on Eric’s part.  They were inseparable now and Jaylin knew Marisol had found her true soul mate.

Allen and Jessica were the same way, more in love than ever, and Jaylin knew they’d be getting engaged soon enough.  Jessica had become AJ’s valet in TNA and they were known as the power couple.  The chemistry between them both in and out of the ring was indescribable and Jaylin just hoped Allen didn’t break her cousin’s heart. 

Sighing heavily with regret for even trying to get away from Adam, Amy closed her eyes as she said, “Oh, okay.  I understand, Jaylin…”

Before she could continue, Jaylin cut Amy off by saying as she flipped her book of numbers out of her purse, “I’ll give you Dixie’s number.  She’s the owner of TNA and if anybody can get you in the company, she can.”

For the first time in months, close to a year, Amy Dumas finally smiled, grinning from ear to ear, and wrote down the number Jaylin had given her.  When she was finished, she let the biggest sigh of relief escape her lips and whispered, “Thank you, Jaylin.  You have NO idea how much you’ve helped me out.  Listen I have to go.  Adam’s getting up and I don’t want him to know that I’m plotting this.  See you soon, girl and thanks again.  Bye.” Before Jaylin could say anything else, Amy had hung up the phone and quickly hid it just as Adam stormed into the bathroom.  She could only pray the prick didn’t overhear her conversation with Jaylin and had shoved the number in her pocket quickly.

Jaylin sighed heavily as she closed the lid on her phone and laid back down in bed, feeling incredibly tired because of her pregnancy and everything that happened that night.  In a matter of seconds, Jaylin had fallen back into a deep slumber, hoping Marc’s next visit caused her to lose this demon spawn that was inside of her.  She would rather die one thousand deaths then carry his child.

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After another delightful date with Allen, Jessica was all smiles as he led her back to their hotel room.  They had recently started sharing one, but nothing had happened.  She kicked off her dress shoes and let her hair down from the clip she’d put it in, letting her long flowing locks fall down her back like luscious waves.  Allen smirked as he leaned against the wall with his arms crossed in front of his massive chest, and just stared at the raving beauty that was known as his girlfriend.  He was so lucky to have her and would never let her go.

Jessica smiled back at him and closed her eyes as she leaned back on the bed on her elbows, running her ankles in circles, and moaned softly as they cracked gently, releasing the pressure.  Just the sound of her soft moans was making Allen’s sexual intensity increase more for her.  He smirked at her as she opened those big, beautiful ocean blue eyes of hers and softly asked, “Feelin’ good?”

“Mmm, yes I am…” Jessica replied as she ran a hand through her hair, her worries about her cousin temporarily vanishing away, especially when Allen sat down beside her and started kissing her neck gently.

The caress of his lips and tongue against her soft flesh was making Jessica’s senses reel out of control as she leaned further into his mouth and touch, not wanting him to stop.  Her hands ran up his shirt covered chest and started pulling the material of it from his pants, since it was tucked in, and bit her bottom lip when he hit that one spot behind her ear that made her putty in his hands.  She pulled away and stared into his blue eyes, which were now a dark navy blue clouded over with desire, and breathlessly whispered, “AJ…Mmm…”

“What baby?  What do you want from me?” He asked, running his tongue and lips from her neck spot to her earlobe, hoping she said what he wanted to hear.  She had to want this though because he wasn’t about to force her into something she wasn’t ready for.

“Mmm…You…I want you…” She breathed out in whispered gasps, wrapping her arms around his neck, and started to run her fingers obliviously through his short, soft brown hair.  It felt like silk between her fingertips.

AJ smirked as he felt her fingers going through his hair and pulled away enough to stare in her eyes.  What he saw in them made his heart literally stop for a split second and he had to let the breath he’d be holding in out.  Her eyes had clouded over with pure ecstasy and had turned a midnight blue.  They were breathtaking to say the least.  He smiled at her softly and whispered mere inches from her lips, “You want this don’t you.” It wasn’t a question; just a simple fact of life that he knew was more than true.

Jessica had to catch her breath as she closed her eyes, knowing the consequences of her actions, and finally opened her eyes again, staring into his beautiful orbs, and asked, “Do you have protection?  I can’t do this without being protected somehow.”

Nodding and pulling his wallet out of his pocket, AJ pulled out a red covered package that was in the shape of a square, waving it in her face, and stated, “I’ve been carrying one around ever since we started dating just in case this ever happened.”

Smiling widely, Jessica’s eyes glistened with tears of happiness as she held his face in her hands and passionately kissed him, letting him know that this is what she wanted.  AJ immediately responded to the kiss as he wrapped those strong, muscular arms around her tiny waist, pulling her closer to his body, and carefully lead her down on the bed, never breaking the kiss.  She was wearing a short pink skirt that had frills on the bottom along with a white tank top that had sparkling pink flowers on it.  She had pink flip flops on because it was summer out now and they had just gotten back from going to the beach.  She had her baby pink bikini on underneath the adorable outfit.  She was adorable period in Allen’s eyes.

Soft moans escaped from Jessica’s lips as she ran her hands down to his back as far as they could go and gripped a good portion of the shirt, pulling it out of his jeans and over his head, throwing it to the floor, and continued kissing.  They were like liquid fire lighting her soul ablaze with every caress their tongues made.  AJ groaned in her mouth when her hand trailed down and started rubbing his already throbbing erection in his jeans, making him kiss her harder. 

Jessica giggled as he broke the kiss and scooted up the bed on her hands and feet, batting her eyelashes innocently, and asked in that baby voice that drove AJ insane, “What’s wrong, AJ?”

Growling at her, AJ pulled her by her ankles down underneath him, and blew raspberries on her neck, causing soft half laughter, half moans to escape her lips.  For some unearthly reason, those sounds she was making turned AJ on even more and he knew he couldn’t wait any longer.  He hooked his thumbs and pointer fingers in her skirt and slowly slid it down her smooth, tanned legs and tossed it over his shoulder to the floor along with his shirt.  He then lifted her up by her hands and removed her tank top, leaving her in nothing, but her bikini and AJ had to lick his lips because they went very dry at the sight of her. 

If he thought she was breathtaking at the beach, he was dead wrong! 

Jessica licked her own lips as she pulled her bottoms off and reached around, untying her top, and threw both pieces of clothing to the floor, leaving her completely naked before his very eyes.  AJ could feel his heartbeat increase a few tempos as he stared down at her as she lay back down on the bed, her arms over her head, and knew that was an invitation.  He wasn’t about to turn her down either as he stood up from the bed, removed his jeans as he stepped out of them, along with his boxers, and slowly made his way back on the bed.  He crawled on top of her, locking his eyes on hers, and began to part her thighs with his knee, sighing when she started to tremble.

He knew this was her first time and honestly didn’t blame her for being terrified, but he wanted her to enjoy this, not fear it.  He quickly opened the condom package up, placed it on his cock the right way, and leaned down and gently whispered in her ear, “Relax, baby girl.  I’m not going to hurt you.  I love you, Jessica.  Now lift your hips.”

Tears instantly burned her eyes when she heard him say those three words and did as he asked, gasping as he started to slowly slide inside of her.  She knew she couldn’t rest her legs back on the bed so she did the only other thing possible.  Her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, making AJ go in deeper, and gasped out when he came to her back wall.  The intensity of this was something Jessica never anticipated to happen, but also knew it was going to be this way since it was her first time and all.

Looking back into AJ’s eyes as she wrapped her arms around his neck, Jessica whispered against his lips before feeling his hips snap forward and bury deep within her dripping sex, “I love you too, Allen.”

Closing his eyes as the intensity of this sexual bout and her words, AJ broke her virginal barrier with a quick snap of his hips and crushed his lips to hers, silencing her screams.  He could hear her breathing in and out rapidly, gasping over and over again as her eyes went wide with shock from the pain.  It was more surprising than anything and the pain slowly started to subside, leaving only the incredible feeling of AJ’s cock buried deep within her pussy.

AJ didn’t dare move once he was fully sheathed inside of her, wanting her to get used to his size, and groaned when she moved her hips a little against his throbbing erection.  That was the sign that she wanted him to continue and that’s exactly what he did.  Bracing himself against the bed and making sure her ankles were locked around his waist, AJ started thrusting in and out of her hard, fast, and deep, making her moans echo off the walls. 

After a few minutes of this slow pace, Jessica was begging the love of her life to go faster, harder and deeper, making AJ groan because he didn’t want to do that right away.  Her first time was supposed to be slow so that way he didn’t rip her to shreds.  However, her pleas for him to go faster, harder, and deeper were too much for AJ to take as he started going the pace she wanted.  The echoes of flesh smacking flesh bounced off the walls of the hotel room as the headboard of the bed began hitting the wall repeatedly the faster AJ went. 

Jessica’s eyes shut tightly as she felt something building up in her stomach and somehow knew it was her first orgasm.  She knew it was coming fast as she dug her nails into his arms while AJ thrusted even harder inside of her, hitting her back wall several times, and gasped out in whispers, “I’m…I think I’m…” Before she got it out, the orgasm that had been building inside of Jessica ripped through her entire body, causing a scream of pure pleasure and ecstasy to escape her lips, and the name she screamed was his.

The feeling of her walls squeezing tight around his throbbing cock forced AJ to thrust even harder, squeaking the bed as his own release built up faster.  After a few harder, powerful thrusts, AJ finally nodded as he grunted out her name in his release and buried himself deep inside of her.  His semen filled the tip of the condom all the way and AJ finally collapsed on top of a very flustered and sweaty Jessica. 

He closed his eyes, trying to get his own breathing under control, and went to move himself off of her, but Jessica stopped him.  She wrapped her legs around his own, and whispered in his ear, “Stay.”

Allen smiled as he nodded and in moments, both fell fast asleep in each other’s arms, knowing they had found the person who made both of them complete.

Chapter 12

Three months had passed and Jaylin was now into the final stages of her second trimester, going into her last, and she was becoming closer to this baby that was growing inside of her.  Love for this child was in her heart and Jaylin knew if she lost it now, she would be even more heartbroken than what Marc had caused her.  He did rape her and forced her to bear his child, but it was HER child and she wasn’t about to give it up for anything or anyone.

She had called Dixie a month prior and explained to him that she had to leave due to her pregnancy, but asked that it not be passed around.  She didn’t want Lance finding out about it, especially since she was keeping this deep dark secret about her and Marc away from him.  Dixie completely understood and wished her well, letting her know that she was welcome to come back at anytime after her pregnancy, and Jaylin was very thankful for that.

Jaylin sighed heavily as she looked outside of her beach home in North Carolina, watching the cool, soft ocean waves crash gently against the shore, and jumped a little when she felt a small thud against her stomach.  She looked down and tears instantly welled up in her eyes when she felt it again.  The baby was kicking.  She closed her eyes and pressed her hand to her stomach; feeling overwhelmed and blessed at the same time, and couldn’t wait to deliver this baby.

Somehow, someway, Jaylin knew Marc had an evil plan forming in his mind about this birth because he was thrilled when she finally told him about it.  She had expected to be beaten within an inch of her life, but instead, Marc made slow, passionate love to her and said that this baby was the beginning of their lives together.  Jaylin cringed, wanting nothing more than to be as far away from this lunatic as possible, but knew if she did, her secret would be revealed, and she’d lose everyone that ever meant anything to her. 

She already had.

Pressing her hand against the womb her child was growing in, Jaylin closed her eyes and silently vowed not to let any harm come to her son or daughter.  She wouldn’t let Marc win, not again, and knew she would have to do the unthinkable in order to make this happen.  After the baby was born, her plan would go into effect, without Marc’s consent, and Jaylin was finally going to get her life back.

He would not own or control her for the rest of her life.

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Marc still had his frequent visits, but when he seen how she was progressing in the growth of his child, his demon spawn, he backed off on the raping and beatings…for now.  All he had to do was wait three more months and his master plan would be complete.  He licked his lips as he closed his eyes, the evilness brewing deep into his dark soul, and smirked wickedly to himself as he watched yet another whore leave his bedroom.  He leaned back in his bed and looked up at the ceiling, knowing he was blackmailing Jaylin into having his child, and he loved every minute of it.  No way would he ever reveal her dark secret because it would be the end of him as well, but making the woman think that he would was what made this situation fun.

The sound of his doorbell going off filled his ears as Marc sat up, pulled on his boxers and baggy shorts, and made his way downstairs.  He opened the door and instantly felt a lump form in his throat at the sight of his cousin, John Cena.  ‘Play it cool.’ Marc coached himself as he gave John a brotherly hug and greeted happily, “Hey man!  Long time no see.”

John looked into his cousin’s eyes, fire burning in his own, and shoved Marc back, making him land on the floor, and stated as he kicked the door shut behind him, “Me and you need to talk.  It’s about Jaylin.”

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After the last visit he had with Jaylin in her hotel room and finding out from one of the boys in the back that she had left TNA, Lance knew something definitely wasn’t right.  There were rumors flying all over the place about her being pregnant, about her having secret sex sessions with Jason (Christian Cage), anything and it was pissing Lance off to no avail.  It had been three months since he last saw her and he was missing her like crazy.  He would rather fight with her every day for the rest of his life than be away from her like this.

He stormed down the hallway of the arena, looking for Jaylin’s office, and sighed heavily when he barged in, only to see a dark, empty room before him.

It was true.

She had left and didn’t even tell him.

‘What the fuck is going on?’ Lance thought as he raked a hand through his hair, becoming frustrated with this whole situation, and knew what he had to do.

He whipped out his cell phone, calling the one person he knew would get him the answers he needed, and sighed with relief when she answered.  “Jessica, its Lance.  Please don’t hang up.”

Nodding in agreement, deciding to hear him out, Jessica ran a hand through her hair and said, “You have five minutes, Hoyt.  Make them count.”

“Did you know your cousin left the company?” Lance asked, making Jessica’s blue eyes widen in shock, not believing what the man who had broken her cousin’s heart just said. 

“No, I didn’t!  Where is she, Lance?!” Jessica’s voice immediately rose in shock, growing hysterical because her cousin never left without telling her why.  She calmed down as she sat back down on the bed in her and AJ’s hotel room, and said, “Lance, what’s going on?  Jaylin hasn’t been herself in the past few months so if you know anything, please enlighten me.”

Shaking his head as he ran a hand through his hair, Lance sighed heavily as he replied, “The only thing I know is that she hasn’t been straight with any of us and that’s why I was calling because I need to get a hold of her.  She left two days ago without a word to anyone, except Dixie, and Dixie isn’t telling me anything.  Do you know if her brother would know where she is?” Lance asked, suggesting anything possible, even if it meant bringing that piece of shit in the picture.

Maybe he was the reason why she was gone.

“I have no idea.  I haven’t spoken to John since that night he tried taking her back to the WWE…” Jessica’s voice trailed off, feeling Lance’s breathing becoming heavier on the other line, and knew instantly what he was thinking.  “You don’t think…”

“What’s his number, Jessica?  I need his number because I swear to God if he tried doing something to Jaylin, I’ll kill them both with my bare hands!” Lance growled in a demanding tone of voice and wrote down the numbers where he could reach the Doctor of Thuganomics.  They talked for a few more minutes before hanging up with each other and Lance could feel his blood boiling out of control.  He’d never felt this kind of rage and silently thanked God that John didn’t work for TNA because he rip him limb from limb without a second thought at this moment.

After taking a few deep breaths, Lance flipped the lid of his cell phone open again and dialed the first of three numbers Jessica had given him to get a hold of John.  When there was no answer at the first one, Lance tried the second one, only to get his voicemail.  ‘I’ll try the third number before leaving a message.’ Lance thought after a few minutes of contemplating whether he should leave a voicemail on the second number for John.

The third number was the charm and Lance was glad he waited as he heard John’s voice on the other end.  He felt the rage build up deep inside of him and stated, “Where’s Jaylin and don’t fucking tell me you don’t know because I know you do!”

John was taken aback by this guy’s voice on the other end of his cell phone as he replied, “Look man, I don’t know who you are or what you want with Jaylin, but I haven’t heard from her in almost a year.”

“Don’t bullshit me, Cena!  You know damn well who this is!  It’s Lance Hoyt and I want to know where Jaylin is!  Did you get so egotistical that you kidnapped and forced her to quit TNA, huh?!” Lance shouted, his anger overcoming him, and knew John could hang up on him at any moment, but then again, he wouldn’t blame the brother of Jaylin’s if he did.

After John finally got Lance to calm down enough to talk rationally about his sister’s sudden disappearance, he looked down at his address book and said, “I didn’t take her, Lance.  I finally realized she’s a big girl and can take care of herself.  I lost my sister and wife over this shit so I’m done with it.  I don’t know where she is.  If she doesn’t want to be with you, then I don’t know what to tell ya, man.”

“No, you don’t understand, John.  Something has been happening.  For the past six months, Jaylin has been having secret visits from a guy and she denies everything.  I caught her one time in an elevator and stopped it and she had a black and blue eye.  Somebody is hurting her and I want to know who it is.” Lance explained, running a hand through his hair as he leaned back against the wall of his dressing room, hoping John finally got what he was trying to say.

After hearing those words run through his head a few hundred times, John finally closed his eyes and spoke, “Have you ever seen this secret visitor and if so, what did he look like?”  If somebody was hurting his baby sister, his ONLY sister, John was going to find out and beat whoever it was within an inch of their life.  No…he would kill them.  He would be on America’s Most Wanted for the murder of this prick who dared to put their hands on his sister violently.

“The last time I seen him, and it was only one time, he had on all black.  He had a hat on that was tilted to the side and baggy clothes with a chain around his neck.  I couldn’t see his face because the hat hid it well, but somehow, I know it’s him.  She’s being hurt by him; I can feel it, John.” Lance confessed, sighing deeply with regret to himself, wishing Jaylin wouldn’t have run away from him, especially when he knew she needed him the most right now.

John could feel is own rage building deep within his soul as the anger started to flow through his big, powerful body and veins.  He closed his eyes, trying to keep his composure, and knew exactly who had been hurting Jaylin.  The description fit perfectly and it was time to find out exactly what was going on between him and his sister.  After a few brief moments of pure silence, all John said before hanging up with Lance was, “I’ll take care of it.”

The line went dead after that and Lance knew John had figured out exactly who was hurting the woman he was secretly in love with.  He just hoped it wasn’t too late as he sat back and waited for any word on Jaylin’s whereabouts.

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Jessica was all smiles as she walked inside the arena, deciding to come back a week early from her Diva photo shoot for TNA.  They had recently signed with a very popular company who took professional pictures of them and Jessica was one of the hottest Divas on the show.  They instantly grabbed her up, but her heart ached when she found out she had to be away from AJ for two whole weeks.  AJ was very supportive and assured her that everything was going to be fine.

The photo shoot only took one week for Jessica and Gail Kim, who had come from the WWE when they fired her.  She as a total bitch to everyone backstage and had no respect for anyone.  Jessica didn’t like her, but when they had to work together in the ring, she was more than willing to cooperate.  Gail thought she was the most beautiful Diva in TNA, but she was DEAD wrong when Jessica Raptures stepped onto the scene.

Smiling from ear to ear, Jessica greeted everyone she passed in the hallway before making her way down to the love of her life’s dressing room.  She couldn’t wait to be in his arms again.  One week was too long to be away from AJ.  Jessica stopped before entering, straightening her hair and makeup, and pushed the door open, shocked at what she saw.

None other than Gail Kim was straddled on top of AJ with his dick buried deep inside of her and she was groaning his name.  AJ was groaning hers in return as his hands gripped her waist and grunted out, “Oh Goddamn, baby girl…I’m almost there…”

“Oh, Allen!  Oh God, baby please!” Gail cried out as she finally felt her walls clamp down around his shaft, spilling her sex juice around him, and smirked in satisfaction as his seed piston deep within her as well.  She took all of it in, knowing exactly who was watching them, and leaned down as she French kissed AJ, adding more hurt in Jessica’s eyes.

AJ kept thrusting in and out of her, overcome by the feeling this woman was giving him, and finally growled out in release as he felt his seed explode against her back wall.  He leaned back against the couch, totally spent as the alcohol started to drain out of his body, and by then, Jessica had disappeared out the door.  Gail smirked as she seen Jessica run from the doorway and looked down into AJ’s blue eyes before stating cockily, “Thanks for the fuck session, Jones, but I think you better go find your heartbroken vixen.”

She then got off of him, kissed his lips roughly once more, and added before walking out the door, “Then again, maybe it isn’t worth it, especially after she seen us fucking on your couch.  Sleep tight, sweetness.” She blew him a kiss before exiting while AJ completely passed out on the couch as the darkness took over his entire body.

Chapter 13

Silence was the only sound that came from Marc’s mouth as John finished telling him the story about how Lance came and told him about his sister’s secret visitor.  Marc could feel his heart pounding in his ears as he watched the blood thirsty blue orbs of his cousin’s grow as the seconds of silence ticked by.  He had to think of something and fast before John pulverized him.  Taking a deep breath, Marc looked into John’s eyes and said, “We didn’t want to tell you, man.  I love Jaylin, John and she loves me.  We were just afraid to tell you because of your reaction.  Here’s the truth though.  She’s pregnant with my child and we’re getting married soon.”

The lies spewed forth out of Marc’s mouth like a smooth liquid stream, hoping and praying that John bought them so the subject could be dropped, and his ultimate plan be realized.  John looked at his cousin with a quirk of his eyebrow, not believing his sister would take Marc back after what he’d done to her, but stranger things had happened in his life.  He sighed heavily, running a hand through his soft, brown hair, and said, “I’m not mad now that I know the truth, but answer me this, Marc.  Why would Lance Hoyt of all people come to me and tell me that someone was hurting MY baby sister?” John questioned, knowing he could see right through Marc to see if he was lying or not.

“Well that’s a simple answer, John.  Lance is in love with Jaylin, but she wants nothing to do with him.  She loves me and I love her and nothing and no one is gonna break us apart.” Marc stated firmly, clenching and unclenching his fists, making a mental note in his head to punish Jaylin for even mentioning what was going on to Lance Hoyt.

John sighed heavily, not knowing what to believe anymore or who for that matter, and stared further into his cousin’s eyes.  He closed his eyes and finally said, “I know we’re no longer cousins, but I still consider you one at heart and I know she’s only my stepsister, but she’s still a sister in my book.  And I don’t know what this whole thing with you, my sister, and Hoyt is, but you better get it squared away.”

“I understand that, man.  I really do and I would never hurt her or our unborn child.  I love them both with all my heart and soul.” Marc stated, his blue eyes holding no sense of betrayal, even though his body, mind, and heart were filled with it.  He was lying to a man he considered not only a cousin, but a brother to his face and didn’t feel one ounce of remorse from it.

Lowering his head and smiling softly, John couldn’t believe he had lost his temper so quickly with Marc, especially since he knew the man wouldn’t harm a fly, or so he thought.  He lifted his head after a few moments of silence between them and locked eyes with Marc before stating in one of the most dangerous, deadliest voices Marc had ever heard John use, “If you hurt my sister, I’ll kill you and piss on the ashes at your funeral.” He then stood up from the couch and walked out of the house, slamming the door behind him with authority, and all Marc could do was breathe a HUGE sigh of relief that John had bought all of his lies. 

However, he knew he had to keep a low profile now with Jaylin until the birth of their child.

Then, the real fun would begin.

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Tears and more tears slid down Jessica’s cheeks as she drove to the airport, not believing the audacity of Allen cheating on her in the arena like that.  She loved him with all her heart and soul and he went and betrayed her like this!  She wiped the tears that were on her cheeks away and flipped open her cell phone, dialing the only person she knew who’d understand her, and started bawling when they answered.

Jaylin was sitting on her couch reading a book and eating some popcorn, since she was craving it, when her cell phone started vibrating on the nearby coffee table that was beside her.  Normally, Jaylin wouldn’t answer her phone, but something told her to this time as she reached over, flipped it open, and said, “Hello?”

The sniffling cries that echoed in Jaylin’s ear caused her heart to shatter in pieces as she immediately bolted up off the couch and asked frantically, “Jessica?!  Jessie, is that you, honey?”

Jessica finally found her voice and breath as she wiped her tears away frantically and shouted in the cell phone, not able to contain the heartbreaking emotion that was coursing through her veins, “He cheated on me!  That son of a bitch cheated on me!  I loved him and he betrayed me this way!  Oh God!!” Yanking the steering wheel of her car to the side of the road, Jessica put it in park and shut the ignition off as she started to bawl her eyes out.

“He WHAT?!” Jaylin shouted, his eyes growing wide with both shock and anger, not believing what her cousin just said, and took a deep breath before asking something else.  “Jessica, where are you?”

“I’m on the side of the fucking road!” She shouted back, hitting the steering wheel several times, still in semi shock by what she witnessed from the man she thought was her own.  After a few more minutes of pure silence between them, Jessica finally found her voice and asked, “Jay, you still there?”

Closing her eyes and sighing with a heavy heart, Jaylin nodded as she answered her cousin, “Yeah, baby girl I am.  Now if you’re done yelling at me, can I ask what happened?” She asked, trying to make a bit of joke to lighten this very intense mood with her young cousin, and sighed when it didn’t work.

“Well, what do you wanna hear about first?  The fact that I came back on the road from the Diva photo shoot a week early and decided to surprise my boyfriend, only to find out that he’s been cheating on me with that slut Gail Kim?  Or how about the fact that I walked in on them screwing in his dressing room just a few hours ago and felt my heart shatter into a million fucking pieces?  Take your pick, Jaylin.” Jessica bitterly replied, not able to keep the hatred out of her voice, and Jaylin honestly didn’t blame her.  She felt the exact same way when she walked in on Marc having sex with one of her best friends just a little over two years prior to this moment.

Jaylin asked Jessica to hold on a minute while she stood up from the couch, wanting to get a drink of water, and sighed heavily when she was having a difficult time.  Jessica more than obliged, already knowing her cousin was close to her term of the pregnancy, and smiled on the inside at the thought of having a little niece of nephew to spoil rotten.  Her heart instantly broke again when she thought about AJ and how she longed to have his children and marry him.  It would never happen now and that tore her apart.  Tears slowly slid down her cheeks as she thought about the family she’d never have now that she knew AJ’s true intentions and how he really felt about their relationship.

Once Jaylin was in the kitchen and sitting at the table with a glass of ice cold water, she finally picked the phone back up that she’d set on the table, and said, “Okay, I’m back.  I’m really sorry about this, Jessie.  I really thought you two would end up married…” She honestly didn’t know what else to say as she took another sip of her water.  “Where are you staying?” Jaylin suddenly asked, not wanting her cousin to be alone right now, especially after what the son of a bitch did to her.

“I was thinking about just going home and taking some personal time.  I’m sure Dixie will understand.  Why do you ask?” Jessica asked, sniffling her sorrows away, and wiped her tears away from her eyes that had surfaced once again.

“Well, why don’t you stay here with me for a couple weeks?  I really need some help around the house considering I’m almost due to have this baby.  You could help me out and be there for my pregnancy and we can chill out here until then and eat junk food and have a good time.  What do you think?” Jaylin explained and asked, trying her best to persuade her cousin to come out to stay with her, and hoped it worked.

After contemplating the offer for a few moments, Jessica finally closed her eyes and sighed as she said, “I’ll be there in a few hours.”

Smiling softly and nodding excitedly, she looked at the clock and said, “Get to the airport and take the flight to Raleigh, North Carolina and call me when you get there.  I’ll give you the rest of the directions on how to get here from there.  Love you, baby girl and see you soon.” Jaylin then hung up, making Jessica sigh as she threw her cell phone in the seat next to her, and turned her music up loud, not wanting to hear her phone ring.

As the song played that she’d turned on in the car, all Jessica could think about was how AJ betrayed her and how badly she wanted to get back at him…

Crazy…

I’m crazy for feeling so lonely

I’m crazy…

Crazy for feeling so blue

I knew…

You’d love me as long as you wanted

And someday…

You’d leave me for somebody new

Worry…

Why do I let myself worry?

Wondering…

What in the world should I do?

Crazy for thinking that my love could hold you

I’m crazy for trying

Crazy for crying

And I’m crazy for loving you.

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Groans erupted from AJ’s mouth as his eyes slowly fluttered open, trying to figure out where he was at, and growled when a light shone in his eyes again.  He started pushing the light away from his eyes, feeling his head pounding, and groaned as he finally rolled off the platform he was lying on and dropped to the floor like a sack of potatoes.  He sighed heavily as he slowly looked up, seeing a few of his friends there, and grabbed his head as he asked softly, “Where…Where am I?”

“Like you don’t fucking know?  Jesus Christ Allen, do you have ANY idea what you’ve done?!” Jason shouted, who was also known to most fans as Christian Cage, and crossed his arms in front of his chest when his best friend reached out for help.

AJ was really confused by now as he slowly stood up on his feet and didn’t even get a word out of his mouth before a fist flew at his face, plowing him in the nose, and ended up on the floor again.  Only this time, it wasn’t his brain that was pounding; it was his broken nose courtesy of Jason’s fist.  AJ’s eyes widened as he shouted out in pain and bellowed, “WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT FOR?!”

Jason shook his head, not believing AJ was still trying to fool everyone, and bent down close, coming face to face with him, and simply stated, “I warned you that if you hurt her, there would be Hell to pay.  This is just the beginning, Jones.  Get ready for it.” He then walked out of the trainer’s room and down the hallway, letting his threatening promise sink into AJ’s head.

“What the fuck is going on!?” AJ shouted as he held his nose, snatching the washcloth from the trainer’s hand who had handed it to him after Jason punched him in the nose, and wished he knew what was going on.

“I honestly have no clue, AJ.  Take these for your migraine.” The trainer said and handed him two huge horse pills and watched as he popped them.  “You’ll feel better and then you can figure out why Jason just punched you in the nose.”

After getting his wits about him, AJ walked out of the trainer’s room and stopped dead in his tracks when he seen fifteen TNA Superstars standing in front of him.  They were blocking the only exit and it made AJ start to get a little angry.  He didn’t know what was going on.  All he knew was that he had to call Jessica immediately because she was probably worried sick about him.  She was overseas at a Diva photo shoot for TNA and wouldn’t be back for another week.

“C’mon guys, cut me a break.  I don’t know what the fuck this is about, but I really don’t care right now.  All I care about is going back to the hotel and getting rid of this headache and some rest.” AJ stated firmly, not wanting to get into another brawl with a co-worker.  He let Jason’s outburst slide since they were best friends, but he would be damned if another co-worker touched him without fighting back.

Lance Hoyt, BG James (Brian James), Brother Ray (Marc Lamonica), Brother Devon (Devon Hughes), America’s Most Wanted (Chris Harris and James Storm), Samoa Joe (Joe Seannoa), “Fallen Angel” Christopher Daniels (Daniel Covell), Jackie Gayda, Charlie Haas, Christy Hemme, Dave and Earl Hebner, Larry Zbyszko, and last, but not least, Dixie Carter stood before AJ with their arms crossed in front of their chests, staring a hole right through him.  They just couldn’t believe how ridiculous AJ had acted and how deceitful he’d been to everyone in the company.  Nobody cared about who he banged, but they did care about whom he screwed over and that was Jessica Raptures at the moment.

When Jessica first started in TNA, she made fast friends.  Marc and Devon called her the Princess of Dudley Ville and that was her nickname from day one.  She also became close friends with the Divas, except Gail Kim and Trinity.  She didn’t like those two and they didn’t like her so it was mutual.  She, Jackie, and Christy always went out dancing together and AJ never minded.  He wasn’t about to control what his girlfriend did.

“Allen, why did you cheat on Jessica with Gail?” Christy finally asked, breaking the uncomfortable silence between the group and AJ, wanting to find out why AJ hurt Jessica the way he had.

AJ’s eyes bugged out to the size of potatoes when he heard that question pop out of Christy’s mouth and looked at everyone, feeling dizzy again, and wondered what she was talking about.  He cheated on Jessica?!  But how?!  “I would never…” AJ whispered out, tears burning in his blue eyes as his chest started tightening instantly, and dropped to both knees.  “I love her.  Why would I cheat on her?!” He shouted at the group of friends staring down at him.

“I don’t know man, but you really messed up this time.  Jessica walked in on you and Gail Kim screwing each other’s brains out on your couch!  Don’t you remember?” Marc shouted at him and kicked him in the shoulder, making him fall over, and AJ couldn’t hold it in any longer.

Just the thought of sticking his dick in that poontang pie of Gail’s was too much for AJ to take as he bent over and vomited right in front of everyone.  He kept doing it, wondering why he would do such a thing as he spewed out his insides, and finally stopped after about five minutes.  He then collapsed on the floor and closed his eyes as the darkness overtook his entire body and soul once again.

Chapter 14

Rain poured out from the darkened sky as lightening lit it up as Jessica’s plane approached the surprisingly safe at the destination that Jaylin had told her to go.  She couldn’t understand why her cousin was so secretive about where she was living, but then again, a lot of people were that way nowadays.  There were so many bad things in the world that Jessica didn’t honestly blame her cousin for running away from everything.  What she couldn’t figure out though was who the father of Jaylin’s baby was. 

Now granted, Jaylin liked to go out and have fun like any human being, but she was always responsible when it came to sex.  She wasn’t the type to sleep around with total strangers and that’s what Jessica was going to find out.  She was going to sit down with her cousin and find out what was going on, especially with this whole pregnancy thing.

It wasn’t that Jessica wasn’t happy that she was going to be an aunt because that wasn’t true.  Not by a long shot.  Jessica smiled as she started thinking of all the things she was going to buy her niece or nephew.  She hoped she had a niece so she could make her girly like she was.  Jessica giggled at that thought as she looked out of window of her plane, hearing the final calls from the flight attendant saying they were going to land in a few minutes, and started to feel the uneasiness enter her heart.

She had felt it ever since she left the airport in Orlando, Florida, where the tapings of TNA took place, and felt the tears burning her eyes instantly at the thought of AJ.  She had given him every thing she had, including her innocence, and how did he repay her?  By sleeping with the biggest slut in TNA history, Gail Kim!  Jessica felt the sickness spread throughout her body as she closed her eyes, breathing in and out slowly a few times, and tried in vain to keep her heart from breaking again, but it was no use.  Huge tears slowly slid down her cheeks as the plane finally landed just as a huge boom sounded and shook the foundation of the airport terminal, including the plane itself.  Luggage came flying out of the overhead cabinets were the luggage was stored and all Jessica could do was sit there, frozen solid.

The flight attendant quickly got back on the intercom and said in a shaky voice, “I’m terribly sorry for that mishap, ladies and gentlemen.  We’ve arrived at Raleigh-Durham International Airport though and as soon as the storm calms down a little more, we’ll let you out so you can go to your respected destinations.  Thank you for being patient and flying American Airlines and we hope you’ve enjoyed your flight with us.”

Jessica sighed with relief, thanking the man upstairs they had arrived safely, and continued to stare out the window, hoping she could get her life back together since it was all in pieces thanks to one man, Allen Jones.

Jaylin had just arrived at the airport a few minutes prior to the plane landing, but sighed with disappointment when the airport informed them that there was a bad storm outside and it would be a few minutes before they allowed the passengers to exit their aircrafts.  Jaylin decided to take a seat, exhausted from the three and a half hour drive from her home in North Carolina, and closed her eyes, breathing heavily.  ‘I cannot wait for this kid to get out of me so I can get my figure back.’ She thought and smiled, rubbing her enormous round stomach and still couldn’t imagine there was a living being growing inside her abdomen.

A half an hour passed and the airline finally let the passengers off the plane.  Jessica walked through the terminal, looking around at all the people in the airport that were waiting for their loved ones, and couldn’t help, but smile at her cousin.  She was sitting off to the side in one of the lobby chairs, her hand placed on her stomach, and Jessica knew she was exhausted from the drive.  As soon as she started over toward Jaylin, however, her cousin’s eyes popped open, staring into Jessica’s already tear filled ones, and stood up as fast as the baby would allow her, rushing over to her cousin.  Jaylin stopped mere inches from her baby girl, her cousin, and her best friend, and immediately took the girl in her arms as Jessica completely broke down. 

Jaylin sighed heavily as she closed her eyes, holding the shaking woman in her arms, and stroked her hair as she whispered, “Shhh, its okay, Jessie.  You’re with me now.  He can’t hurt you anymore.”

Those words made Jessica cry harder as she held onto her flesh and blood, the only person in her family she could trust with her life one hundred percent, and didn’t care who was watching.  Her heart was shattered into a million pieces and the only person who could help her get her life back on track and her heart healed was her cousin, Jaylin.  Jaylin squeezed her one last time and broke the hug, wiping the tears away from Jessica’s cheeks, and said, “Come on, let’s get out of here.  I’m making you dinner and you’re gonna eat and like it, missy.”

Jessica couldn’t help, but giggle as she nodded, wiping her tears away from her eyes, and replied, “That sounds like a fabulous idea, but remember, I’m a diet.”

Quirking her eyebrow up at her cousin, Jaylin laughed as she shook her head, and stated firmly, but in a playful tone of voice, “Not with me you’re not.  Let’s go get your things and then get going.  It’s a three to four hour drive back home.”

Before Jessica could ask why Jaylin had driven so far and made her take a plane so far away from her house, Jaylin was already on her way toward the luggage area to retrieve Jessica’s belongings.  Now more than ever, Jessica knew something was definitely up and she was going to find out what it was, even if it killed her.

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AJ woke up some time later the following night with the worst headache in the century.  He groaned as he slowly opened his eyes and looked around, seeing he was in a dark shaded room, and smiled, knowing Jessica liked to sleep in the dark.  He instinctively reached over next to him, wanting to pull the gorgeous woman in his arms so he could fall asleep again, but then something happened.

Visions suddenly flooded his mind as he heard a woman’s voice screaming his name as he gripped her hips with his strong hands, pumping her up and down on his hard, thick cock, and felt sweat instantly form on his forehead.  The visions continued for a good five minutes as AJ finally closed his eyes, wanting to remember what happened.  He suddenly remembered what one of his best friends, Marc Lamonica had said to him the previous night in the trainer’s room, and suddenly, everything started to click together. 

He had cheated on Jessica.

Running a hand through his hair, AJ sat up in bed with tears burning in his eyes, and couldn’t imagine what would possess him to do such a horrible thing.  He honestly didn’t remember screwing anyone’s brains out, especially Gail Kim’s; in his dressing room the previous night in his dressing room, but the visions weren’t lies.  That was for sure.  They were the truth and it made AJ even sicker to his stomach.  He immediately bolted into the bathroom, emptying the contents of his stomach once more, and completely broke down in the bathroom.  He leaned against the tub, sliding down the wall that was right in front of the toilet, and cried his heart out like a baby.  He didn’t care though.  He had lost the best thing that ever happened to him and he couldn’t understand or remember why.

Thoughts and ideas started forming in AJ’s mind as he looked down at the white tiled flooring of his hotel room, feeling more tears slide down his cheeks, and couldn’t even begin to fathom the possibility of having sex with Gail.  She wasn’t the attractive in his eyes; no where near Jessica, and AJ never even imagined himself fucking Gail’s brains out.  For some reason, it didn’t match up.  “I would never cheat on Jessica.  I love her too much.” AJ whispered to himself and sighed heavily when he heard a knock sound at his hotel room door.

He really didn’t want to see anyone, especially after all the shit that had gone down in the past forty eight hours, and slowly got to his feet.  He gripped the sink with his hands and stared in the mirror, not even recognizing the man staring back at him, and closed his eyes as he turned on the faucet.  Cold water flowing into his hands as he rose them up swiftly, splashing it on his face, and shook the cobwebs out of his brain as he shouted out of the bathroom into the bedroom of the hotel suite, “Hold your damn horses!”

AJ grabbed the towel that was on the ring in the bathroom, patted his face with it, and walked out of the bathroom and toward the door.  He opened it and glared down hatefully at the bitch that had ruined his life in just a matter of two days, Gail Kim.  His baby blues suddenly narrowed to dangerous slits as he grabbed the slut by her throat and dragged her into his room, kicking the door shut behind him, and shoved her down on the floor with a sickening thud.

Gail scooted back on the floor of the hotel room, a sickening twisted smile forming on her lips, and said in a sultry voice, “What’s the matter, AJ baby?  A little upset at me?” She giggled as she stood up on her feet from the floor, flipped her hair back over her shoulders, and added, “You could’ve avoided this WHOLE thing if you would’ve just listened to me.”

“What the fuck are you talking about, Kim?  You better start talking and fast and tell me what the fuck happened between us because it’s a complete blur to me!” AJ growled at her, his fists clenching and unclenching furiously, wanting to rip the bitch’s heart out of her chest for what she’d done to him.

Could anyone honestly blame him?

“Well…are you sure you REALLY want to know, AJ baby?  I mean, it’s pretty raunchy.” Gail taunted him more, knowing she was stepping over the boundaries hardcore with this plan of hers, but everything was working in her favor and she couldn’t stop.  She loved seeing both Jessica and Allen away from each other because now she could have her shot at the Phenomenal One himself.

“You’ve got three seconds before I rip your heart out of your chest with my bare fucking hands, Kim!” AJ shouted at her and cracked his fingers, threatening her the only way he knew how, but it wasn’t a threat and that’s what scared him.  He really wanted to do what he had threatened and would do so if she didn’t start making sense.

Waving her hand at him and shaking her head, Gail plopped down in the nearby chair by the window, lifted her legs up so her chin was resting on her knees, and stated, “Oh fine, fine you party pooper.  I’ll tell you exactly what happened and why your poor, sweet angel is gone.”  Gail flipped her hair over her right shoulder as she felt herself up in front of him, and laughed wickedly as she said, “God, I remember every naughty, evil thing you did to my body.  How your strong hands gripped my hips as you pounded my pussy into oblivion.  It was the greatest fuck I’d ever gotten in my life, even from Jarrett.  I know he’s married, but if I want someone bad enough, I’ll go to ANY lengths to have them as my own.  That’s what I did with you, AJ.  I took what I wanted and there wasn’t anything you two could do about it.”

AJ’s mind started to spin as he backed up a few feet, tightening his eyes shut at the words that spewed out of her mouth, and shook his head as more visions went through his mind like a NASCAR race car.  When they finally diminished, AJ was done playing games as he took his fist and plowed it into the nearest wall he could find, putting a hole right through it, and bellowed to her, “START MAKING SENSE, GODDAMN IT!”

Gail laughed at his outburst and shook her head, not believing how dumb this man was, and stated, “AJ, don’t you get it?  Don’t you get what happened?” She asked, reversing the question to him, wanting to make him think before she unveiled what she’d done to him.  This was so much fun that Gail never wanted it to end, but knew she had to do it in order for the plan to be finalized.  What she didn’t know was that her accomplice had a plan of their own as well.

That had done it.  AJ finally lost all sense of reality and resistance as he rushed over, grabbed Gail by her throat, and slammed her against the wall as he whispered in the most deadliest voice she’d ever heard in her life, “If you don’t tell me what you did right now, I’ll snap your neck in two and bury you on this night and piss on your ashes.”

Knowing this was becoming serious now, Gail looked AJ square in his dangerous, ice cold blue eyes, and stated in a heated whispered voice, “I drugged you.”

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The three and a half hour drive was too much for Jaylin’s body to take as she finally pulled into her driveway of her beach house in Atlantic City, North Carolina.  It was in Carteret County, right off the shore of the Atlantic Ocean, hence the name of the town.  Jaylin put the car in park as she looked over at her cousin, sighing heavily when she seen Jessica had cried herself to sleep, and shook her head in disappointment.  She still couldn’t believe the story Jessica had told her during the first part of their drive back and wondered if there was more to the story.

Jaylin knew AJ better than that.  They had been friends for years and even went to college together.  They never dated because AJ considered Jaylin a sister and she considered him a big brother. She just couldn’t believe this was happening to her cousin and wished she could do something to take the pain away.  However, Jaylin knew the only person who could heal Jessica’s heart was herself.  Nobody else could heal her, that’s even if she wanted to be healed.  This was a devastating blow to her cousin’s love life and Jaylin just hoped and prayed that she bounced back from this one.

Shaking her cousin awake as she shut the ignition to her car off, Jaylin got out of the car after a few tries, and stated, “Come on, Jessie.  We’re here, baby girl.”

Jessica’s eyes slowly fluttered open as she looked before her and gasped at the sight.  She looked over at her cousin, who was already heading down to the beach, and Jessica immediately followed her, not expecting Jaylin to live on the ocean.  Jessica loved the ocean.  Dolphins were her favorite animal and she always wanted to be an oceanographer so she could study them.  The wind was light and warm, making Jessica smile as she kicked off her shoes and seen her cousin sitting down by the shore.  Her knees were up to her chest with her chin resting on her knees and Jessica was shocked to see tears slowly sliding down Jaylin’s cheeks. 

Tears instantly welled up in her own as she sat down beside Jaylin, taking her in her arms, and asked softly, “Why are you crying, Jay?  You weren’t the one who got brokenhearted.” She commented, making Jaylin squeeze her eyes shut at that comment.

‘If you only knew, baby girl, if you only knew.’ Jaylin thought as they watched the sunset before them.  They admired the colors the sky gave off, and reflected off the calm waters of the ocean, wondering if things would ever be the same between them.  A sunset like that made a person think about their mistakes in their life and that's exactly what both girls were thinking about. 

It was so blue, like Jessica’s eyes, and the colors of the sky was so breathtaking.  Blue, green, purple, indigo, yellow, orange, red, and pinks filled the entire sky as the sun slowly set on the horizon of the ocean.  It was the most amazing sunset Jessica had ever seen in her life.  The two girls just sat there in the sand, holding each other in silence, not knowing what the other was thinking, especially Jaylin.  She rubbed her round abdomen and closed her eyes, hoping she could stop Marc’s evil plot from coming a reality.

If she only knew what it involved then maybe she could stop it.

If only.

Chapter 15

~*One Month Later*~

Jaylin smiled as she drove down the country road from her house, feeling happy for the first time in a long while, especially after everything Marc had put her through.  Her smile was genuine and she was glowing from head to toe from being eight months pregnant.  She was three weeks away from having her baby and couldn’t be anymore thrilled.  Not only was her child due in less than a month, but she had her cousin and best friend by her side through it all.

Jessica had been such an angel for the past month that she stayed with Jaylin and both girls couldn’t have been more at peace.  They had their own party with movies and junk food, but no alcohol considering Jaylin was still pregnant.  She didn’t mind though because she hardly drank, unless she really needed too, but she wasn’t about to put her child’s life at danger by doing so. Jessica on the other hand thought differently and drank every night after Jaylin would go to bed.  It was the only escape from her shattered heart that AJ caused her to have.

Her favorite was Smirnoff Ice wine coolers mixed with either Tequila or Vodka.  That was a dangerous combination and Jessica knew that, but she didn’t care.  She would have around fifteen shots of that and pass out on the couch watching a sappy movie.  Jaylin knew about it, but didn’t say anything about it because if she was in her cousin’s shoes, she would’ve done the exact same thing.

Before Jaylin went to bed and left Jessica by herself at night, they would sit out on the beach on the shore, hearing the waves of the Atlantic Ocean crash along the shore, and watch the sunset.  It was a daily routine they got into and Jessica would sometimes stay out there and wait for the stars to come out.  She loved seeing them pop out one by one and just feeling the soft sand squish between her toes made her feel at full peace.

Two more weeks went by and Jaylin was starting to feel apprehension claim her soul as she shook her leg in nervousness at the table.  A cup of coffee was in front of her as she slowly sipped it and stared outside at the ocean, worries flooding her mind about what could happen during the birth of her child.  Would it be missing toes, fingers, eyes, any body parts in general?  Would it look okay and not mutated?  Would it be healthy and would it look a spitting image of Marc?  That’s the absolute LAST thing Jaylin wanted was for the baby to look like Marc.  She didn’t want to hate her child for the rest of its life.  That’s not who she was and she wasn’t going too, no matter how much she hated Marc.  It wasn’t the child’s fault that it was being brought into this world and she wasn’t going to punish it for her mistakes either.

Jessica seen her cousin starting to get fidgety about the pregnancy and decided today was the day she was going to ask Jaylin straight up what was going on with this whole baby situation.  She wanted to know everything and who the father was.  It was eating away at her insides not knowing how her cousin got pregnant and she couldn’t wait any longer.  Jessica quickly got up, sighing heavily when she heard fingernails tapping against the diner room glass table, and shook her head.  Her cousin was up once again at the crack of dawn drinking coffee and worrying about the upcoming end of her pregnancy.

Taking a deep breath, Jessica entered the dining room and walked into the kitchen, smiling softly and greeted her cousin with, “Good morning, sweetie!  How are you feeling today?”

“Like shit.  You?” Jaylin responded in a smartass tone of voice, making Jessica look at her cousin with a quirked eyebrow, and wondered what was up her ass that morning.

“Jeepers, did someone get up on the wrong side of bed this morning?” Jessica retorted as she poured herself a glass of orange juice and walked over as she sat down beside her cousin in a chair.

Jaylin sighed heavily, knowing she was wrong for taking her frustrations out on her cousin, especially after what she’d been through the past month, but she couldn’t help it.  This incredible uneasy feeling had been nagging at her the closer her pregnancy got to coming to an end and she didn’t know what it was.  It was going to drive her crazy until she found out too.

“I’m sorry; I shouldn’t be taking this out on you.  I just have been under a ton of stress lately what with the baby coming and everything.” Jaylin said as she ran a hand through her hair and winced as she felt the baby kick once again.

This was the opening Jessica had been waiting for as she looked at her cousin, took a sip of her orange juice, and cleared her throat before asking, “Can I ask you something, Jay?”

“Sure, you can ask me anything, you know that.” Jaylin replied as she stared at her cousin with a quirked eyebrow, wondering what her cousin was going to ask her, and felt her heart drop into the pit of her stomach when Jessica finally asked her question.

“How did you get pregnant and who is the father?” Jessica spewed out in a quick question, wanting to get straight to the point, and sighed heavily when she seen Jaylin lower her head in shame. 

This wasn’t good, not by a long shot.

Jaylin knew this time would come sooner or later and knew if she didn’t spill her guts to her cousin that her own plan wouldn’t go into full effect.  In order to beat Marc at his own game, she was going to have to play hard ball by revealing to everyone she ever loved, cared about, and trusted her past.  She just hoped they didn’t hate her after she was through with the horrible stroll down memory lane from Hell.

Taking a deep, shaky breath, Jaylin stood up from the chair she’d been sitting in at the dining room table and stated, “Let’s go out to the beach.  I’ll be able to explain this to you better out there.”

Before Jessica could even respond to Jaylin’s request, her cousin had already walked out the door and gone down the stairs of the back deck carefully, not wanting to slip and fall, especially with her pregnancy being so close to the end.  Jessica followed her outside and stopped when she seen Jaylin was standing in the water that was crashing against her ankles and this was starting to worry Jessica.  What could have happened to make Jaylin so uneasy about her questions? 

“Sit down and listen because once you hear what I have to say, you probably won’t ever want to speak to me again.” Jaylin stated as she held herself and closed her eyes, the tears burning her eyes with how much pain she’d been through in the past couple of years.

Nothing, absolutely nothing prepared Jessica for what her cousin was about to reveal.

“Before I got involved with the WWE, I was a stripper and a prostitute.  I had no choice with a town like New York City.  It was do or die and I had a great body so I flaunted it.  One night, some of the wrestlers from the WWE came in to see a show we were performing and that’s when John and I reunited for the first time in five years.  I hadn’t seen him because he went to OVW to train to be a wrestler as Prototype and then made it in the WWE by his real name.  Anyway, as soon as I got up on that stage, I locked eyes with John and my heart instantly dropped.  I froze on the stage and couldn’t do a thing, not even when he threw a towel around me and pulled me off stage and took me backstage.  He started screaming at me, asking me why I was doing this to myself, and that’s when my appointment for the evening showed up.  It was John’s cousin, Marc, who made him a part of my family, or so I thought.  Marc’s mother wasn’t married to John’s uncle anymore so that didn’t make us family anymore.  We were only related by marriage, but when she got divorced that ended all ties to family between us.  John tried to stop us, but Marc shoved him out of the way, telling him I was a big girl and could make my own decisions.  When John tried to stop me for the third time, I shoved him out of the way and took Marc to the nearest hotel, where we had sex and I got paid.” Jaylin explained, running a hand through her hair and took another deep breath before continuing, but Jessica had a question first.

“Jay, why would you do something like that for money?  You could’ve gotten a nine-to-five job or something, but to put yourself through that…” Jessica trailed off, not knowing what else to say and Jaylin started to feel tears slowly slide down her cheeks, knowing she was far from done explaining her past.

Ignoring her cousin’s question and comment, Jaylin continued, “After Marc and I had our sex session, he started showing up and paying me for more sex.  We always used protection, but he started becoming more violent.  I had to take it because, hello, I was getting paid to pleasure him.  He did have a girlfriend on the side, but when he came to me, he never spoke a word about her.  I found out about her from my brother, who had finally came to terms with my way of life, and we became brother and sister again.  What I did with my life was my business and nobody had a right to tell me if it was right or wrong.  It was illegal yes, but it was all I could do.  I had applied for so many jobs, it was sickening, and nobody wanted to hire me.  I was sleeping on the streets until the stripping and prostituting job came along and I took it because I was desperate.  Anyway, John had talked to Vince, unbeknownst to me, and a month later, I was hired into the WWE.  I couldn’t believe it.  Vince McMahon, one of the richest men on the planet, wanted me to work for his company.  I was stoked and quit my job and was on the next flight toward WWE.  That’s when things went from bad to worse.” Jaylin stopped again as she closed her eyes, the visions of her past flowing through her mind quicker than a raging river, and she actually had to sit down because it was overwhelming for her. 

Seeing her cousin drop to her knees in the sand, Jessica immediately rushed over to her and was astounded when Jaylin pushed her away.  “I’m just trying to help, Jay…” Jessica started to say, but Jaylin immediately cut her off.

“I don’t need yours or anyone else’s help, Jessica.  Now sit back and let me continue my story.” Jaylin stated in a cold tone of voice, the hatred building inside of her for Marc, and closed her eyes as she took some sand in her hand, slowly let it slide back to its home, and said, “While I was in WWE, Marc was desperately trying to search for me because I was his fuck when his girlfriend couldn’t deliver the goods.  Sounds mean, but that was the reality of the situation.  I had started working backstage as a writer for the company, writing out storylines and everything, but Vince apparently had a bigger vision for me.  Now, John knew about me being in the WWE because he had orchestrated the whole thing, but made Vince swear he wouldn’t tell me he was the reason I had gotten a job with the WWE.  What John didn’t know was that Marc watched the show every Monday night and seen me on TV one fateful night.  I was valeting The Undertaker, Mark Callaway to the ring.  I was his dark slut if you will.  That’s how the storyline was.  I was someone who controlled him in the ring, kind of like how Paul Bearer used to do back in the day, and it was fun.  I loved my job with the WWE, but everything changed a few days later when Marc showed up at my hotel room.”

The pain was clear on her face as Jaylin looked out at the ocean, tears burning her eyes, and picked up a rock as she skipped it across the water as she continued before Jessica could say another thing.  “My first reaction to Marc showing up at my hotel room was shocked, but then I suddenly became aware of what he wanted.  I tried to explain to him that I wasn’t in that profession anymore and that I had quit those ways of life.  However, he didn’t listen and he took matters into my own hands.  He said that I had no choice, but to submit to him and he…he threw me on the bed and…tore off my clothes.  I couldn’t do or say anything because the fear of his voice struck me deep and I was completely defenseless.  I didn’t fight back and let him rape me, Jessica.  He fucking raped me that night.  He was so violent and so rough that he actually made me bleed.  The problem was that I didn’t even fight him.  I just allowed him to take what he wanted and when he was done, he beat the shit out of me.  I went to work the following day with a busted lip, a black eye, and a few of my ribs were cracked because of how many times he kicked me in the stomach.”

Gasping in shock at her cousin, Jessica’s eyes instantly filled with heart breaking tears, not believing how cruel Marc was, and closed her eyes as they slowly slid down her cheeks.  How could a man do that to such a wonderful woman as Jaylin?  Sure, she made a mistake with the profession she’d gotten herself into, but that still gave him absolutely no right to rape her!  Jessica’s anger suddenly became apparent as she stood up on the sand, starting to pace like a mad woman, and went to say something, but Jaylin cut her off again. 

“Sit down; I’m not finished yet…” Jaylin stated as she felt the tears that were burning her eyes, slowly start to slide down her cheeks as Jessica stared at her, and felt her heart break into pieces again at the look her cousin was giving her.  She took a deep breath and looked away from her cousin and back at the ocean, seeing it was starting to become noon, and sighed heavily as she continued reluctantly.  “That wasn’t the last time I would see him either.  He started showing up at my hotel rooms once a week and would rape and beat me.  This has continued from then until now.  That’s how I got pregnant, Jessica.  I LET THAT SON OF A BITCH RAPE AND BEAT ME FOR ALMOST FOUR YEARS!  THIS IS HIS CHILD I’M CARRYING!” Jaylin screamed as the pain radiated from the pores of her body, letting the tears flow down her cheeks like a river, and pounded on the sand with her fists while holding her stomach.  “God…Why did I let him do that to me?  Why did I ever meet him and let him take advantage of me like this?” She cried out harder, heaving as coughs flowed from her mouth, and all Jessica could do was stare at her cousin in total shock.

Four years.

Four years of pain and torture, beatings, raping, and physical brutality had been inflicted on her flesh and blood and she knew nothing about it.  Jessica was in complete shock as she plopped back down on the sand, seeing her cousin was trying to get her breathing back under control, and simply shook her head.  Her head snapped up so fast, her neck actually cracked in four places, making her wince a little, and asked immediately, “Does John know about this?”

All Jaylin could do was shake her head no, making Jessica close her eyes as she lowered her head, and knew what Jaylin was going to do.  She slowly stood up from the sand and walked over to her cousin, who was pushing her away, and stated, “Jessica, I know I made a huge mistake in my life.  Actually several and I’ll understand if you don’t want to ever speak to me again, but I just want to let you know something.  I had no choice in what I did with my life and with this child, this is my chance to turn it completely around.  That’s all I have to say so you can make the decision of staying or leaving.  It’s really up to you.”

Shaking her head, Jessica looked down at her cousin, who was sobbing harshly by now, and crossed her arms in front of her chest as she replied, “You’re right.  You did make huge mistakes in your life and you shouldn’t be forgiven for some of them…” She trailed off as she dropped down on the sand, lifted her cousin’s chin with her hand, and stated with so much passion that it caused Jaylin to cry harder, “but you’re only human and you can’t be held responsible for what that asshole has done to you.  You’re my cousin and I love you very much and I’m not going to walk away from you, no matter what your past is because that’s what it is.  It’s the past and this is your new beginning at a new life with a child that is half of you.  I know half of it is Marc’s, but you can deny him all rights and have him arrested and sent to prison for the rest of his life for all the things he’s done to you.  Jaylin, we have to tell John so we can stop this once and for all.  My only question is why didn’t you come to me sooner with this or even John?”

Jaylin finally got her breathing back under control as she stared into her cousin’s deep blue eyes, loving how beautiful her spirit was, and hugged her close with the words she’d just said.  When she heard what Jessica had asked her, she sniffled and wiped her tears away before answering, “I thought you would walk away from me and think of me as disgusting and irresponsible.  I may have fucked for money, but I always used protection and had a background check on every guy I did it with.  That was the company’s policy.  It was a higher class prostitution/stripper joint.  As for keeping this hidden for so long, Marc threatened that if I said anything that he would kill me.  Jessica, I’ve had a bad feeling for the last month now and I really think he’s planning something and it has to do with the baby.  I need to find out, but I’m going to need your help.  I’m going to tell John when the time is right, but not now.  Now is the time to fight back and take back what’s rightfully mine and nobody and no one is going to take it from me again.”

“What’s that?” Jessica asked as she brushed some stray hairs away from her cousin’s soaking wet face, wondering what her cousin had in mind, and smiled widely at Jaylin’s answer.

“My life and freedom.”

Chapter 16

After the emotional talk that Jaylin and Jessica had, Jessica started thinking about all the times she would call her cousin and Jaylin always had an excuse for not talking to her.  Jessica could’ve sworn that she’d heard her cousin crying on more than one occasion, but just shook it off and went on like nothing was wrong.  She knew better now that she knew about what Marc did to her cousin and silently vowed to never allow Marc to hurt her cousin again, even if it meant her life.

Jaylin had become extremely tired over the past couple of days after the emotional moment on the beach and was sleeping more and more.  Jessica knew it was partially because of the baby being so close to delivering and the other part was how much stress Jaylin had kept inside herself for four long years.  It must’ve taken quite a toll on Jaylin’s body to keep all of that emotion and hatred bottled up inside so Jessica didn’t blame her one bit for sleeping as much as she had.  Her body had to rest up for the upcoming delivery of Jessica’s niece or nephew. 

Jessica walked into the bedroom of Jaylin’s a few days later, holding a tray of food and some orange juice, since that’s what the baby had been craving lately, and smiled at the sleeping form of her cousin.  She carefully set the tray down on the nightstand and sat down on the bed, nudging Jaylin awake, and softly said, “It is lunch time, missy and you’re gonna eat or I’ll force the food down your throat.”

Her eyes slowly fluttered open as Jaylin looked up at her cousin, who had the biggest smile on her face, and she couldn’t help, but laugh at her cousin.  Jaylin playfully nudged her cousin back and retorted playfully, “How does it feel, smartass?  Can’t you see I’m trying to sleep?”

“Yes, but you have to get up and eat something for you and baby.  You can’t just sleep all day without eating anything, Jay.  It’s not healthy and I want my new niece or nephew to be one hundred percent healthy so I can spoil the shit out of them.” Jessica concluded and set the tray on Jaylin’s lap before she could protest against it.  She helped Jaylin sit up on the bed and even fluffed her pillows before taking a seat beside her, and turned on the television. 

Jaylin simply shook her head and started eating, knowing Jessica was right about not eating, and groaned when the baby started kicking her again.  “I swear this kid is going to be the death of me if he doesn’t stop kicking me…OH GOD!” A scream echoed out of her mouth, making Jessica instantly bolt out of the chair she was occupying, and got down on her knees beside the bed. 

“What’s wrong, Jay?!  Is the baby coming?!” Jessica asked in a panicked voice, making Jaylin shake her head as she squeezed her eyes shut, but that didn’t stop huge tears from sliding down her cheeks from the amount of pain she was in at that moment.

Breathing in through the nose and out through her mouth, Jaylin groaned as she tried in vain to stop the baby from hurting her like this, but it was no use.  This wasn’t the first time it had happened either as she looked at Jessica with a pained expression on her face and stated, “Its foot is lodged in my fucking ribcage!”

Jessica couldn’t help, but wince not able to start imagining what that felt like, and by the look of the tears rolling down her cousin’s cheeks; she didn’t want to find out any time soon.  Taking her cousin’s hand in her own, Jessica coached Jaylin through the pain, and smiled, knowing she’d be doing this soon enough in the delivery room at the hospital.  She’d be in the hospital room with Jaylin when this took place and wouldn’t allow that son of a bitch Marc anywhere near Jaylin or the child as long as there was a breath left in her.

The pain slowly started to subside as Jaylin’s breathing returned to normal, making Jessica smile at her sympathetically, and all Jaylin could do was pat her hand.  She wanted to reassure Jessica that she was okay and that it wasn’t time to go to the hospital, but she didn’t have her voice to do so from all the screaming she’d done just moments ago.  Jessica nodded at her and patted her cousin’s hand back, letting her know she got the message, and asked, “Do you want some water?”

“Yeah, I’d like that.” Jaylin replied as she smiled and leaned back against the pillows, wiping the perspiration that had formed on her forehead, and sighed heavily when the doorbell rang throughout the house.  Jessica had already walked out of the bedroom as Jaylin lay there; her eyes closed gently, but suddenly, something snapped inside her brain.

She bolted upright in bed and rushed downstairs as quickly as the baby would allow her, seeing Jessica was just inches away from opening the door, and shouted, “Don’t!  Go hide quickly!  It might be him!”  Her voice wasn’t too loud to where the visitor could hear her and Jessica immediately stepped back from the door and nodded, looking at Jaylin skeptically, but knew she had to listen to her cousin.

Walking over to her cousin, Jessica quickly whispered in her ear, “If he tries anything, you start screaming for help and I’ll come, okay?”

Simply nodding in agreement and forcing her cousin upstairs to her bedroom, Jaylin took a deep shaky breath as she placed a hand on her stomach, and mentally counted to three before opening the door.  What stood before her made that uneasy feeling in her stomach float back as the dangerous, cold blue eyes of Marc Predka stared back at her.  She held her stomach out of instinct as she looked at him for the first time in months and asked, “What are you doing here?”

That slow, evil, and seductive laughter floated out of Marc’s mouth like a liquid stream as he stared at the pregnant beauty before him, and shoved her back into the house as he retorted, “I don’t have to answer you to you, bitch.  Now get inside the house.  We have business to discuss.”

Knowing if she didn’t listen to him there would be Hell to pay, Jaylin reluctantly obeyed his wishes as she started to walk into the kitchen, and gasped silently when he shoved her into the living room and onto the couch.  She held her stomach the entire time, afraid he’d rip it right out of her if she didn’t obey his every command, but that was all about to change soon enough.  She looked up at him with an evil glare in her eyes and asked through gritted teeth, “What is it that you want to discuss?  You know the baby is supposed to be due this weekend, right?” She hated revealing that information to him, but it was the only way to get her plan to work fully.

Marc nodded as he started pacing in front of her, already nervous about the baby’s arrival, and stopped as he stared down at her and stated heatedly, “I got a visitor a few months ago at my house in Massachusetts.”

“Okay and what the fuck does that got to do with me?” Jaylin retorted, getting angrier by the second at this monster’s stalling, and started tapping her foot impatiently while she covered her full blown abdomen with both of her arms.

“Shut the fuck up and listen, bitch!” Marc snapped, running a hand over his bald head as he started pacing again, and then stopped in front of her as he leaned in to look into her eyes, wanting her to know he wasn’t fucking around, and Jaylin knew it.  He growled in her face as he looked down at her stomach that she was covering, and removed her arms forcefully, making her close her eyes as she looked away from him, but he quickly turned her vision back to his.  He then placed his hand firmly on her stomach and stated in a deadly tone of voice, “I swear to God on this child’s life if you lie to me about this question I’m about to ask you, I’ll rip it out of you and kill you.  Do you understand?”

Gulping nervously by how serious Marc was, Jaylin simply nodded as she ran a hand through her hair, not able to pull away from his heated blue gaze, and said, “Okay, now will you ask your damn question before you cause me to go into premature labor from worrying so much?”

“Did you or didn’t you tell your brother about what I’ve been doing to you over the past four years?” Marc asked, making Jaylin’s eyes bug out of her head like huge potatoes, and quickly shook her head, wincing when Marc lost his temper again.  Marc growled as he punched the nearest wall that was closest to him and bellowed, “DON’T FUCKING LIE TO ME, CUNT!”

“I’M NOT LYING TO YOU!  I’VE NEVER TOLD A SOUL ABOUT US!” Jaylin screamed back at him, her own temper taking over her body, and squeezed her eyes shut tightly, expecting Marc to backhand her for back talking him.

She was shocked to see him not do anything.

Marc took a seat right in front of her as he looked down at the floor, sighing heavily as he ran a hand over his bald head again, and stated, “Then who the fuck told John about us and about me hurting you?  He came to my house and threatened to kill me if I ever laid a hand on you.  I told him that we loved each other and that we were going to get married and we were having a kid together and he bought it.  You’re fuckin’ lucky he bought it too because if he would’ve hurt me, I would’ve come back ten fold on your ass, bitch.” He smirked when Jaylin lowered her head and simply nodded in response, making him stand up as he looked at how much she was glowing, even though he was scaring the shit out of her, and laughed evilly.  “Get up.”

Jaylin’s head instantly whipped up as she stared into his eyes, seeing he had nothing, but evil intentions in mind, and asked instantly, “Why?”

“Just do it before I hurt you.” Marc stated in a low tone of voice, making Jaylin sigh heavily as she reluctantly respected his wishes once more, and couldn’t wait for this whole being his slave situation was over with.

Marc ended leading Jaylin upstairs to her bedroom and shut the door behind him, flipping the lock on it, and forced her down on the bed.  Her entire body started to shake from head to toe as he came toward her, taking off his shirt and then the belt of his baggy black jeans, and let them drop to the floor.  She felt the chunks rise in her throat at the sight of his hard on and closed her eyes, hoping and praying he wasn’t going to do what she thought he was going to do. 

Taking a deep, shaky breath, Jaylin looked at him as he started crawling on the bed and stated, “I can’t have sex until after the baby is born, Marc.  It’s too close to the due date.  You could cause me to go into premature labor.”

Sighing heavily to himself as he ran his hand around her stomach, Marc acted like he was being sweet and innocent, but just like every time, the devil came out in him.  He whipped his hand back, slapping Jaylin hard across the face, and shouted at her, “Don’t you DARE tell me what I can or CAN’T do to you or MY baby, Jaylin!  You both are my property!  Don’t you ever forget that!  Now lay back and enjoy this!”

Jaylin’s head whipped to the side, making her neck crack, which made her wince even more, immediately held her face with her hand as he started removing her panties.  Knowing Jessica was just down the hallway, Jaylin went to scream, but one look in Marc’s eyes and she knew Jessica would never be able to take him.  She just laid there like every time for the past four years and cried out in pain when he started entering her.  He wasn’t going slow either and she knew if he went too much faster, he could force her water to break.  Not that he cared though.  He probably wanted this baby out of her so he could take it far away or some horrible scandal like that. 

Groaning out in a sick, satisfying fashion, Marc started to thrust in and out of Jaylin’s body harder and faster, wanting to make her go into premature labor so his plan could go into full effect sooner, and started to lick and kiss up her neck.  Jaylin could only lay there, not wanting to touch any part of his body with her hands, and could only hope and pray that this nightmare soon ended. 

Not only for her sake, but for the baby’s too.

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Meanwhile in the bedroom down the hallway, Jessica couldn’t help, but start crying as she heard her cousin scream out in pain.  She knew Marc was raping her cousin once again, even when she was pregnant with his child, and immediately whipped out her cell phone.  “I’m sorry, Jaylin, but this can’t go on any further.” Jessica whispered as she held the phone up to her ear, hoping the person she called answered, and sighed with great relief when they did.  “John, its Jessie…”

John sighed heavily as he sat in his locker room of the arena, running a hand through his hair having had the worst the match of his life at the ECW pay-per-view, when his cell phone started to vibrate against him.  Picking it up and pressing the button that showed the number of whomever it was that was calling, he was shocked to see his baby sister’s name flashing back at him.  He immediately flipped open his cell phone and asked softly, “Jay, is that you, girl?”  He was shocked when it was his cousin, Jessica.  “Jessie, what’s goin’ on, girl?  What are you doing at Jay’s house?” He asked, confused by this sudden terms of events.

Jessica winced when she heard her cousin scream out in pain yet again as it echoed through the walls of her house and sniffled as she said, “John…He’s hurting her.  You’ve got to do something before he kills her and the baby!” She was frantic as she began to shake, her entire body trembling from head to toe, hoping Jaylin forgave her for what she was about to do.

Immediately standing up from his chair that he’d been sitting in his dressing room, John held the cell phone closer to his ear as he asked instantly, “What’s going on, Jessie?  I want to know everything.  Is this about Jay and Marc?” John suddenly asked, an uneasy feeling forming in the pit of his stomach, and sighed heavily when there was a sudden knock at his dressing room door.  “Yeah, come in!  Hang on, Jessie…” John stated as he went to tell whoever it was to go fuck themselves and was shocked to see Lance Hoyt staring back at him along with Allen Jones.  “Jessica, can you hold for a minute, baby girl?  Lance and AJ are here for some reason.”

Closing her eyes as the painful memories came flowing back into her heart and mind, Jessica simply whispered, “Okay, but hurry.  This is extremely important.”

John nodded as he put his cell phone down for a second and whispered to both men, “Jessica’s on the phone.  I think I’m gonna find out what is going on with my sister and Marc.”  Both men nodded, especially AJ, wanting to hear Jessica’s voice again more than anything in the world, and watched as the scene unfolded.  Picking up his cell phone, John put his cousin on speaker phone and set it on the table, pressing his finger to his lips as he stared at AJ heatedly, and said, “Okay, baby girl, I’m here again.  Now tell me what’s going on.”

Chapter 17

John closed his eyes after hearing everything Jessica had to say, not believing what a scumbag his cousin, Marc had been.  Marc had not only lied to John’s face, but kept the fact that he was beating John’s sister and raping her for the past four years secret!  John’s fists were squeezed so tightly, his knuckles were turning white and the meanest look came over his facial features.  Jessica’s crying was breaking AJ’s heart in two pieces as he looked over at John, silently pleading with him to talk with Jessica, and John simply nodded his head. 

He picked up his cell phone and said, “Jessica, I’m on my way.  What town are you in and what’s the address?”

“Atlantic City, North Carolina.  I don’t know the address…” Jessica’s voice trailed off once more as she began crying harder, but didn’t make a sound, not wanting Marc to overhear her.  “John, please hurry.  Jaylin and the baby’s time are running out.”

Raking a hand through his bowl shaped haircut, John growled furiously as he whipped the cell phone at AJ, who surprisingly caught it, and raced out the door.  He whipped out another cell phone that was for emergency use only and called the airline.  Lance had seen John leave and immediately followed him, leaving AJ with the cell phone that connected him and Jessica for the first time in weeks.

AJ looked down at the cell phone and closed his eyes, hearing her crying on the other end, and put it up to his ear as he pressed the talk button and asked, “Jessica?  Jessica, are you there?”

Her tear filled eyes burned with more tears, but they weren’t tears of sympathy for her cousin anymore.  Instead, they were tears of heartache and pain that the voice had caused her.  She sniffled a little and asked in a low tone of voice, “Where’s John?  I want to talk to John.”

“No, I want to talk to you about what happened, Jessica.  I have a right to know.” AJ stated in a firm, but softened voice, not wanting to scare the woman he loved anymore than she already was. 

Shaking her head as sarcastic laughter flowed out of her mouth; Jessica shook her head and retorted, “Funny how life turns out isn’t it, Jones?  How could you NOT remember what you did to me!?  You fucked Gail Kim in your dressing room on the couch when you thought I was far away at a Diva shoot for TNA!” Her voice was low so that way Marc didn’t overhear her giving her ex-fiancé the third degree.

AJ closed his eyes upon hearing the hurt in Jessica’s voice and suddenly, the anger welled up inside of his body as he exploded and screamed, “THAT SLUT DRUGGED ME AND FORCED ME TO HAVE SEX WITH HER!”

Her jaw dropped to the floor when she heard that, closing her eyes tightly shut as the tears threatened to spill out of them, and whispered softly, “She…She did?” It wasn’t that surprising considering Gail had done the same thing Jackie Gayda so Jeff Jarrett could have his way with her.

“Yes, she came to my hotel room two days after that incident that you walked in on and revealed to me everything and the entire plan.  She wanted to be the top Diva in TNA and wanted to destroy you.  She knew that the quickest way to do that was to use me against you by drugging me and having sex with me while I was unconscious.  Jessica, I’d never in a million years hurt you that way.  I love you.  I’ve always loved you and I always will love you, no matter if you believe me or not.” AJ stated with so much emotion that it brought tears to his eyes.

Jessica was about to reply to what he’d said when her door suddenly flew open, making her scream out in fright, and backed away instantly from the monster known as Marc Predka.  His cold, calculating blue eyes scorched her own as she dropped the cell phone, making it skid underneath the bed, and gulped nervously.  Marc glared at his once cousin with pure evil intentions in mind as he gripped her by the arm, causing her to scream, and dragged her out of the room. 

“LET ME GO!  HELP!  AJ!!!” Jessica screamed back in the room, knowing he’d hear her and started to fight him.

Jaylin heard her cousin scream and immediately stood up from the bed, holding her abdomen with her hand, and started to cry harshly when her cousin’s body was whipped into the room, landing on the floor with a sickening thud.  Looking up at the man who’d ruined her life for the past four years, Jaylin glared hatefully at him and stated, “Leave her alone.  She’s got nothing to do with this!”

“Then why the FUCK is she in OUR home, HUH?!  Why the fuck is she here, Jaylin???” Marc growled out in question, demanding answers left and right as he took his eye off of Jessica for one second, and that was all it took.

Jessica looked up at her cousin, seeing the tears spilling down her cheeks, and scrunched her face up in a mean facial expression.  Her fists clenched tightly together as she stood up, seeing Marc was about to backhand her, and jumped on his back as she screamed, “YOU LEAVE MY COUSIN ALONE, PRICK!”

Growling out in pure annoyance, Marc tried whipping Jessica off of him as he reached out for Jaylin again, but never got to touch her.  Jaylin quickly scooted off the bed, far away from him, and wiped the tears from her eyes as she seen Jessica had the sleeper hold firmly in place around Marc’s neck.  She slowly walked over to him; a smirk plastered across her lips, and asked in a mean tone of voice, “How does it feel to be completely helpless and held against your will?  You’re going to pay for what you’ve done to me and you’ll never see MY child as long as there’s a breath left in me.  You killed my spirit for four long years, but now, its payback time!”

Jessica continued to hold on as Marc whipped back and forth, sideways, trying everyway possible to get her off of him, but it was no use.  She smirked as Marc started to fade, dropping to one knee, and after a few minutes had passed, he was out like a light.  When Jessica made sure he was out cold, she looked up at Jaylin, and stood up as she hugged her cousin tightly.  Jaylin closed her eyes as she held her stomach tightly with her hand, crying her heart and soul out, and touched her cheek with her hand. 

Jaylin looked down at Jessica’s handy work and stated in a worried voice, “We have to get him either tied up or restrained somehow before he awakens.  Then, we can execute our next plan…” Her voice trailed off when she seen the guilt ridden look on Jessica’s face, making her quirk her eyebrow up in question, and asked, “What’s going on, Jessie?”

Sighing heavily to herself and raking a hand through her hair, Jessica looked at her cousin with tear filled eyes and said, “I…I panicked when I heard you screaming in here earlier and called someone…” She couldn’t go on as she sat on the bed with her head in her hands, wishing she didn’t defy Jaylin’s wishes, but it was no use.  She had no choice.

Closing her eyes and lowering her head in shame, Jaylin simply asked, “Who was it?” While she was asking Jessica that question, Jaylin had pulled some rope and duck tape out from under the bed and looked at Jessica as she said, “I need help lifting him on the bed.  We’re going to tie him up to the bed and duck tape his mouth shut.”

Jessica looked away from her cousin, not able to look into her sad emerald green eyes, and felt the tears slowly slide down her cheeks as she answered in a whisper, “John.” She then helped her cousin lift the body of Marc’s, groaning at how heavy he was, but she had to take most of the weight so Jaylin didn’t get hurt in any way.  She was after all eight and a half months pregnant and lifting was the LAST thing she needed to do.

“That means he’s on his way here.  Okay, we have to get Marc tied up to restrain him and then try to explain to John what happened.  You didn’t tell him everything, did you?” Jaylin questioned her cousin as she started tying Marc’s wrists to the bed post, making sure it was tight enough, and all Jessica did was lower her head again.  Jaylin sighed as she raked a hand through her hair and stated heatedly, “Damn it, Jessie!  I told you not to say anything!”

“I know, I know, but damn it Jay, I panicked!  I heard you screaming in here and I just…panicked.  I’m sorry, Jay.” Jessica apologized and started to cry harder, covering her face with her hands as she plopped down on the bed, wishing she wouldn’t have called John, but she had no choice in the matter. 

Nodding in agreement and sighing heavily to herself, Jaylin went to say something when the unthinkable happened.  A sharp, stabbing pain zipped through her abdomen, forcing her to drop to one knee on the floor, and screamed out in pain.  Jessica’s head snapped up and looked at her cousin in shock, seeing Jaylin was clutching her stomach, and started to panic even more.

Jaylin grabbed Jessica’s arm as she looked up into the blue eyes of her worried cousin and said in between sharp breaths, “Contractions…I’m having…contractions…OH GOD!!!!!” She screamed out again, breathing sharply as she squeezed her eyes shut, wishing the pain would stop before her eyeballs popped out of her head.

Jessica didn’t know what to do as she watched her cousin on the floor, writhing in pain, and started chewing on her thumbnail.  She always did that when she was nervous and looked over at the phone as she asked, “Do you want me to call an ambulance?”

Shaking her head firmly, Jaylin looked up at her cousin and stated, “The baby isn’t coming yet.  It’s just the contractions starting.  They could last for days, baby girl.  Help me up please.” She held out her hand and smiled when Jessica did as she asked, pulling her back up to her feet, and breathed out as she looked down at the man tied to her bed.

“How about we go watch a movie or something until John gets here?  He’s not going anywhere, Jay, trust me.” Jessica suggested and reassured, not wanting her cousin to worry about Marc getting loose, and all Jaylin did was smile at her cousin and nodded in agreement.

“I think that’s the best suggestion you’ve had all day.  Let’s go wash up first.  I need a shower to get his grimy prints off of me and you need to put a band aid on your cheek from when he hit you earlier.” Jaylin said, touching her own cheek with her hand, and followed Jessica into the bathroom.  She looked back at Marc, who was out cold on her bed, and for the first time in her life, Jaylin could finally smile, knowing she was going to be free in just a matter of hours.

Then again, maybe she wouldn’t be.

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John was a nervous wreck as he arrived at the airport, Lance and surprisingly AJ behind him, and ran toward the terminal for their flight.  Lance had paid John in a check so he’d book him a seat on the plane and after pleading his case, AJ was allowed on the flight as well.  John wanted his sister and cousin to be happy and knew more than ever these two men could be their ticket to happiness.  He had lost a great thing with his now ex-wife Marisol and he was going to be damned if he was going to cause his sister and cousin the same pain.

He missed Marisol more than life itself.  He loved her so much and yet, he abused her love for him and lost her to someone else.  Eric Watts was the better man and John was man enough to admit it.  He wanted Marisol back, but he wasn’t about to tear her away from a happy life just for his own selfish reasons.  That’s not the way love worked and he knew it.

As fate would have it, not even a second later, the doors of the airport swung open and there stood a broken hearted Marisol.  Her face was tear-streaked with eyeliner flowing down her cheeks and she was holding a huge bag of luggage in each hand.  She looked around, trying to find her flight back to North Carolina, and sighed heavily when she found it.  Quickly racing over to it, she picked up her ticket, and stood in line, wanting to get on this plane more than anything. 

She still couldn’t believe what an idiot she’d been in trusting another man.  Eric Watts had been her world for almost a year and she had given her full heart to him, or what was left of her heart, thanks to John, and what did he do?  He went out and fucked the first ring rat slut he could find in their hotel room!  Marisol closed her eyes, letting more tears flow down her cheeks, and let the memory overtake her.

Allen was standing in line right in front of her, Lance being in front of him as well as John, when he heard crying from behind.  He ran a hand through his hair and turned around, wanting to see if the lady was okay, and was shocked at who he seen.  “Marisol?!”

John heard that name and immediately whipped his entire body around, staring into the tear-filled, heart shattered silver eyes of his ex-wife, and had to blink several times to make sure he wasn’t seeing things.  He slowly pushed AJ out of the way, never taking his blue orbs away from hers, and softly said, “Hey boo.”

Marisol couldn’t take it anymore as she burst into tears and dropped her two bags as she ran into his arms, wanting him to hold her more than anything at that moment, and whispered in his ear, “Hi, snookie.”

Chapter 18

John still couldn’t believe what had happened as he looked down at his arm, seeing his ex-wife sleeping on it, and sighed heavily to himself.  Her head was resting on his arm and his arm around her shoulders, not wanting her head to fall down.  He was stunned by the story she’d told him and couldn’t believe what a dick Eric had been.  He wanted to bust Eric up really bad, but he couldn’t think about that right now.  His sister was in dire need of his help and blood always came first in John’s eyes.

His thoughts were ripped apart when the airport stewardess came from behind the curtain and announced through the speaker, “Ladies and gentleman, we’ll be landing in just a few minutes so please buckle your seatbelts until we land.  Thank you for flying American Airlines and we hoped you’ve enjoyed your flight.”

Sighing heavier to himself, John looked down at his peaceful, sleeping ex-wife that was lying on his shoulder and knew he had to wake her up.  He didn’t want too though as he slowly moved his arm from around her shoulders and whispered in her ear, “Marisol, we’re landing in a few minutes.  You gotta get up, boo.”

Hearing that nickname caused her eyes to slowly flutter open and stared up at the most beautiful baby blues a man ever had.  She smiled softly at him and nodded before sitting up in her seat, yawning loudly, and buckled her seatbelt.  She looked over at him and whispered, “Thanks.”

“No problem.” John replied as he looked away from her, knowing he had to have self control before he took her into the plane’s bathroom and had his way with her.  He grinned at that thought, but a quick frown suddenly replaced his smile as he started thinking about his cousin again. 

How could Marc be so deceitful and cruel to his family, especially after every thing the man had been through?  Marc had a really bad childhood, moving from place to place without a father to bust his ass when need be.  His father walked out on him when he was just a baby, leaving his mother to take care of him while she worked three jobs to make the bills and dues. 

His older sister, Angela, had raised him after his mom died from a lethal battle of breast cancer.  She put up a great fight, but in the end, her body couldn’t take it anymore.  Marc was devastated as any fourteen year old boy would be to lose his mother at that delicate age.  He was just coming into his puberty stage and was experiencing things he’d never felt before.  Angela was always there though, along with the younger sisters, Tracey and Veronica.  Together, the four survived without their mother and raised Marc the best they could.

It wasn’t that good apparently at least in John’s eyes.

Meanwhile, a few rows in back of John and Marisol, AJ stared out the window deep in thought, wondering what Jessica was doing at that precise moment.  He missed her like crazy and couldn’t wait to have her in his arms again.  He knew it wouldn’t be an easy road to reconcile, but he was willing to do it because he loved her that much.  Nobody completed him the way she did and nobody ever would.  She had his heart, no matter the outcome of this visit, but all his hopes and dreams went into this one visit.  If he could just sit down with her and explain what had happened, AJ knew Jessica would forgive him in time.  

Lance could feel AJ’s leg bouncing up and down and shook his head.  He turned his head to face the younger guy and asked, “Are you gonna stop that bouncing or am I gonna have to force you?”

“Force me because at this point, I really don’t care.” AJ retorted swiftly, never taking a single glance Lance’s way, and continued staring out the window of the plane.  ‘Soon, Jessie, soon.’ He thought just as the plane landed safely in the state of North Carolina.

Shaking his head and looking out the window, Lance dove into his own thoughts about his own girl, Jaylin.  He knew Marc was probably at her house and causing her loads of pain, but he had decided to let her come to him for help first.  She didn’t want it obviously, but he was going to be there for her when she did finally come to him.  Lance sighed heavily, seeing it was starting to rain outside, and closed his eyes as the plane landed.

The walk through the terminal was a piece of cake, seeing as how he didn’t have any luggage, and soon, Lance, John along with Marisol, and AJ were on their way to see the girls.  AJ was stoked, not able to wait much longer to look into those beautiful blue eyes that had haunted his dreams for the two and a half, almost three weeks.  He sighed heavily to himself as he looked toward John, who was driving the rental car, and asked, “How do you know where she lives?”

“She’s my sister, man.  I know where she lives even if she doesn’t tell me.” John replied and looked down at his hand when he felt a hand on it.  He looked up, making sure to keep an eye on the road as well, and seen Marisol was staring out the window.  Huge tears were sliding down her cheeks as she held his hand tighter, never wanting to be away from him again.  John felt the exact same way as he raised her hand up to his lips, pressed a soft kiss to it, and whispered, “Forget about him and focus on what’s right in front of you, boo.”

Marisol simply nodded as she held his hand tighter, wiped her tears away from her eyes, and whispered back softly as she stared up at him with those gorgeous orbs of hers, “You really have changed.”

John nodded in response as he kept driving, squeezing her hand gently, and looked in the rearview mirror as he asked, “How far to Atlantic City, Lance?”

Looking at the map for a few short minutes and starting to calculate the distance from the airport to Jaylin’s house, Lance finally nodded and answered, “I’d say about two and a half to three hours if traffic is good.”

The rest of the car ride was made in silence, each person in their own thoughts, and they were fine with that.  The radio was softly playing and a song suddenly came on, making Marisol’s ears instantly perk up, and her hand made a mad dash for the volume knob.  She turned it up and closed her eyes, letting the music take her away.

The lyrics mirrored her feelings for John perfectly.

Lately nothing I do ever seems to please you

And maybe turning my back would be that much easier

Cause hurtful words are all that we exchange

But I can’t watch you walk away

Can I forget about the way it feels to touch you?

And all the good times that we’ve been through

Could I wake up without you every day?

Would I let you walk away?

No, I can’t learn to live without

And I can’t give up on us now

Oh, I know I could say we’re through

And tell myself I’m over you

But even if I made a vow

I promise not to miss you now

And try to hide the truth inside

I fell cause I…I just can’t live a lie

Could I forget the look that tells me that you want me?

And all the reasons that make loving you so easy

The kiss that always makes it hard to breathe

The way you know just what I mean

No, I can’t learn to live without

Ohh, so don’t you give up on us now

Ohh, I know I could say we’re through

And tell myself I’m over you

But even if I made a vow

I promise not to miss you now

And try to hide the truth inside

I fell cause I…I just can’t live a lie

Ohh, and I don’t wanna try

Ohhhh, I know I could say we’re through

And tell myself I’m over you

But even if I made a vow

I promise not to miss you now

And try to hide the truth inside

I fell cause I…I just can’t live a lie

I just can’t live a lie

But even if I made a vow

I promise not to miss you now

And try to hide the truth inside

I fell cause I…I just can’t live a lie

Oh, I can’t live a lie

Oh, I can’t live a lie

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Screaming erupted from Jaylin’s house a few hours later as tears of pain streamed down her cheeks, making Jessica sigh heavily as she ran a hand through her hair.  She honestly didn’t know what to do or think and to make matters worse; Marc had woken up and was bellowing up a storm.  She finally had to shove an apple in his mouth to shut him up so she could focus on Jaylin and the baby.

The contractions were coming closer and closer, scaring both Jessica and Jaylin to no avail, but they didn’t want to go to the hospital until John arrived there.  Time was running out, that much Jessica knew, but she knew her cousin was too stubborn to leave until her brother got there and confronted Marc in front of her.  She didn’t want to miss it for the world, but then again, the baby’s life would be at stake too.

Jessica looked out of the window and sighed with great relief when she seen headlights a few minutes later.  It had been around six hours since she’d last talked to John and knew this was it.  This was going to be the end of the road for Jaylin and the baby’s suffering.  Jessica looked over at Jaylin, who was breathing heavily on the couch while holding her abdomen tightly, and announced happily and with great relief evident in her voice, “He’s here!”

Jaylin smiled and nodded, a huge sigh of relief escaping her lips as she remained sitting on the couch, not wanting to chance standing up for fear of her water breaking.  It was getting close to that time, but Jaylin needed to see this for her own closure.  Not even a few seconds later, a scream came from the front door as Jessica ran inside, scared to death of who John had brought with him, and screamed, “Stay away from me, Jones!”

“Jessica, please talk to me, baby.  I miss you so much.  Just hear me out please!” AJ pleaded with her and looked down at a panting and pissed off Jaylin and quickly said, “Hey Jay.  Excuse me…Jessica!!” He wailed and went after her, seeing she had run out of the back door and onto the beach.  He was shocked when she got into the water and quickly ran out after her, breathing heavily from all the chasing he’d done already, and said, “Jessica Raptures, I have a right to talk to you about this!”

“You have no rights to me anymore, Jones!  Now leave!  I don’t have anything to say to you!” Jessica shouted back at him and splashed the ocean water on his body, watching it slid down his chiseled chest, and couldn’t help, but lick her lips hungrily at the vision.  The man was still the sexiest she’d ever been with and in all honesty, she missed him like crazy.  How could she ever trust him again after what he’d pulled with Gail though?  That question broke her heart in two and made her realize that there was no chance for them.

AJ seen the doubt swimming in her tear filled eyes, making his heart shatter into a million pieces, and dropped to his knees in the sand.  He dug his fingers into it, closing his eyes, and sighed heavily to himself as he said, “I know I made a mistake, but it wasn’t my fault!  That bitch drugged me and forced me to have sex with her!  I had NOTHING to do with it!  All I kept thinking about while you were away at that photo shoot was getting you back in my arms as soon as she came back.  I loved you more than anything in the whole world and I still do.  I’ve never stopped and when the bitch told me what she pulled, I went straight to Dixie and she was fired on the spot for misconduct in the company.  WWE let her go for the same reason.  She had drugged Amy Dumas, who is also known as Lita, and forced her to have sex with Glenn Jacobs, who is known as Kane.  Baby girl, I never in a million years would ever hurt you this way.  I love you too much and I want to marry you and have millions of babies and grow old with you.  I wanna sit in that old wooden rocking chair with you by my side with my cane and the whole shebang!  If you asked me to quit wrestling right now, I would because I love you that much.  Jessica, please believe me when I say that I’ll always love you, no matter what your heart and mind is telling you.  I know they’re battling and I know what your heart is saying.  It’s saying go back to Allen and give him another chance.” By now, tears of pain and heartache were flowing down AJ’s cheeks freely, but he didn’t care.  He was man enough to cry in front of the woman he loved more than life itself and would continue to do so for the rest of their lives, even if she decided not to take him back. 

Shocked was the only expression that adorned Jessica’s face as she stared at the man who she loved with all her heart and felt the huge tears slowly start sliding down her cheeks.  Her heart was screaming at her to go to him and hold him close, but her brain was saying it was a bad idea and that he was going to hurt her again.  Jessica sighed heavily and closed her eyes, knowing exactly what she had to do, and slowly stepped out of the water.  She walked over and stood right before him, making him look up at her for a split second, and Jessica smiled softly as she seen all the truth and meaning in his eyes.  He wasn’t lying about what Gail had done to him and she knew she had to forgive him.

Dropping into the sand on her knees, Jessica took AJ’s face in her soft hands, and passionately kissed him.  When she pulled away, she looked deep into his eyes that were the color of the ocean, sparkling with true happiness once again, and asked, “So you gotta ring for me or what?”

However, their happy moment was shortly lived when gun shots rang throughout the house, forcing AJ and Jessica’s heads to whip toward it.  They looked at each other, back at the house, then back at each other before standing up from the beach and rushed inside.  What they discovered made them sick to their stomachs.

Chapter 19

John paced back and forth in the emergency room, not believing this had happened, and ran a hand through his hair.  He looked down, tears instantly coming to his eyes when he seen the blood all over them, and closed his eyes.  Her blood was all over his arms, chest, face, hair, everywhere.  Anywhere people looked there was blood.  Marisol saw what John was doing and stood up from her seat, still shaken with what had happened, and gently placed her hand on his arm. 

The touch made him instantly whip around, staring down into her eyes, and asked, “What?”

“Snookie, please sit down.  You’re going to wear a hole in the ground with all the pacing you’re doing.  There’s nothing you can do right now, but sit down and wait like the rest of us.” Marisol explained, trying to get John to come sit down beside her, and sighed heavily when his stubborn streak started kicking in.

John knew Marisol was right, but he couldn’t sit still for ten seconds.  He was worried sick and started pacing more, not believing what this lead to, and closed his eyes as the past overtook his mind.  It had been four hours ago when his entire life changed.

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The reflection of Jessica’s face in the window signaled to John that they had arrived at the right destination.  He immediately put the car in park, looking in the backseat, wanting to say something to AJ, but he had already taken off.  Jessica had ran out on the porch and gasped, not believing who John had brought with him, and he sighed heavily.  Running a hand through his hair, John started for the house and smiled when Marisol took his hand in her own, entwining their fingers together.  He knew he could get through anything with her by his side from now until the day he died.

John immediately rushed inside the house, seeing Jessica had run out the back door with AJ hot on her trail, and stopped when he seen his sister writhing in pain on the couch.  His jaw dropped with how big her stomach was and tears instantly came to his eyes as he realized that he was going to be an uncle soon.  He started over to her, but Marisol stopped him, letting Lance toward her first. 

Jaylin groaned as she felt another contraction hit her hard, tearing through her stomach like a knife, and squeezed her eyes shut as she prepared for the pain once again.  Her eyes immediately snapped open when she felt someone take her hand and gasped at who she was staring at.  Icy blue orbs stared back at her, making her tear up instantly, and whispered, “Lance?”

Smiling at her softly and stroking her cheek with the back of his other hand, Lance nodded as he replied, “It’s good to see you again, Jaylin.”

Laughing half heartedly, Jaylin started breathing heavier as she retorted, “I wish it was on better terms then this.  God, I don’t think this baby is going to wait much longer.  Where’s my brother?” She asked, making Lance point to her left, and when she looked that way, the tears that were in her eyes slowly flowed down her cheeks.  “J-John…” She started to cry harder, making him instantly come to her side, and looked into his soft blue eyes as she sobbed out, “I-I’m sorry…”

John instantly took his baby sister in his arms, holding her close to his huge body, and asked gently, but in a deadly tone of voice, “Where is he?”

All Jaylin could do was point toward the stairs and John released her as he looked at Lance and stated, “If you want to prove your love to her, you’ll come with me.  Marisol, stay here with her and let us know if her contractions get worse.”

Lance nodded as he looked down into Jaylin’s tear filled blue eyes, seeing how much pain and anguish was flowing through them, and stated, “I have to go with him.  Promise me you’ll stay here.”

“I make no promises.” Jaylin replied as Marisol sat down beside her, both girls not knowing what to say to each other, and another groan came from Jaylin’s lips as another contraction tore through her stomach. 

Meanwhile, John and Lance ventured their way upstairs, knowing Jessica and Jaylin had restrained him somehow, and a slow smirk crossed John’s lips when he heard mumbling sounding from the far room down the hall.  He mentally counted to three and opened the door, staring into the shocked, disbelieving, and tied up Marc Predka lying on the bed with an apple in his mouth.

Lance looked around, seeing the room was trashed, but what got him the most, was seeing clothes on the floor.  A ripped pair of panties and bra caught his eye as he summoned John over to them and stated, “The son of a bitch raped her and Jessica was in the house.” His voice was so low and deadly that it actually sent chills down John’s spine.

John reached back into his pocket and took out a pair of gloves, slipping them on, and tossed a pair over to Lance, not wanting to get any prints on Jaylin’s things.  They wanted all the prints to be Marc’s.  Taking the pair of ripped panties and bra off the floor, John dangled it in front of Marc and stated, “Did you rip these off my sister’s pregnant body?”

Muffled sounds came from Marc’s mouth, making Lance put his ear further to Marc’s face, and said, “What?  What?  I can’t hear you.  Maybe this is why…” He trailed off and ripped the apple out of Marc’s mouth, making him growl out in pain, and all John could do was stare at the man he once considered a brother and cousin in total disgust.

“John!  Man, you gotta get me out of here!  She’s crazy!  She’s making everyone think I raped her and that’s not true!  She forced herself on me and what can I say?  I love her so I gave her what she wanted!  Please!  You’ve gotta untie me so I can get out of here and away from her.  She’s psycho!” Marc wailed at his cousin, smirking on the inside, and knew John would buy all of his lies. 

Marc was DEAD wrong on that.

“Shut the fuck up, prick!  I’ve heard enough stories and lies out of your mouth to last me a lifetime!” John bellowed at him, causing Marc to immediately shut his mouth, and knew John didn’t believe him.  Just one look in his cousin’s eyes and Marc knew he was going to get the beating of his life.  He looked over to his left and gulped nervously, trying to make them hold out on the beating for just a little while longer.

John sat down on the bed, holding the panties in his hand, and shook his head as he said, “You know something, Marc?  You’re lucky I don’t call your sisters and tell them all the shit you’ve been putting my side of the family through.  I can’t believe you lied to my face about marrying Jaylin and you two were having a child together.  I know that is your demon seed inside of her, causing her all that pain, but rest assured, you will get what’s coming to you.  I’m going to make sure you NEVER touch my sister again as long as you live.  Lance, what do you think we should break first?” John asked, smirking wickedly over at him, and Lance rubbed his hands together.

After a few seconds of contemplating, Lance finally answered, “I think we should break his fingers first so he can never touch her and then his legs so he can’t chase after her.”

“Sounds like a plan.  Shall we?” John stated, making Lance crack his knuckles and Marc closed his eyes as a slow, sadistic smile formed on his lips and neither John nor Lance prepared for what was about to happen.

In cat like reflexes, Marc rolled off the bed, dropping the rope on the floor that his wrists had been bound to the headboard with, and pulled out a gun as he said, “Don’t even think about it, John.”

John held his hands up in defense, immediately backing down, along with Lance, and said in a gentler voice, “Marc, what the Hell are you doing, man?  Put the gun down, you is acting insane.”

“I’m acting insane?” Marc retorted and started laughing wickedly, shaking his head, and clicked the trigger of the gun back as he added, “I’m not insane, I’m thinking clearly.  That baby that’s in Jaylin’s stomach is mine and when she has it, I’m taking it far away from here and raising it to hate her so it’ll kill her one day when she’s happy with someone and she thinks her life is so safe.”

John closed his eyes; not believing his sister got mixed up in all of Marc’s sick and twisted plans, and asked, “Why do you want to take away a child from its mother?  Why do you want to hurt her?  You’re the one who cheated on her!”

“That’s simple.  The bitch broke my heart after I tried to explain to her that the fuck session I’d had with her best friend wasn’t that great and I wanted her and only her.  It was a one time deal and she couldn’t see that I had made a mistake and told me it was over and to get out of her life!  I loved her more than anything and she broke my heart in two pieces!  I’ll NEVER forgive her!  NEVER!” Marc explained and shook his head, holding it with one of his hands while the gun was in the other, and started to talk to himself. “Fuck you!  Stop it!  Stop talking to me!  God I hate you!”

While Marc was talking to himself and acting insane, Jaylin somehow managed to make her way upstairs, wanting to see Marc get the ass kicking of his life, and was shocked at what she walked in on.  Marc had somehow gotten lose of the rope that Jessica and Jaylin had tied him up with and he had a gun pointed directly at her brother.  She stopped and looked at him; a mean expression adorned on her face, and knew she couldn’t let her brother take a bullet for her mistake.

Marc had clicked the trigger back further, squeezing it with his finger, and stared directly in John’s eyes as he stated, “I’ll never forgive your family for hurting me this much.  Goodbye, motherfucker.  I’ll piss on your ashes at your funeral as a token of my sincere gratitude.”

It was almost as if the next event happened in slow motion.  Jaylin had seen the bullet explode out of the gun, making her scream out no, and raced over to stand in front of John.  The bullet plunged in her stomach, making her fly back on the floor, landing on top of her brother, and blood immediately started flowing out of her mouth.

Marc couldn’t believe what he’d done as he dropped the gun on the floor just as Lance speared him on the floor, but it was too late.  The damage had already been done as Lance started punching Marc in the face repeatedly while John held his bloodied sister in his arms.  She was dying, he knew that much, but he wouldn’t let her give up this easily.  He held her close to his body, rocking her back and forth, and covered the hole in her stomach with his hand that the bullet had pierced, already knowing the baby was dead. 

It had to be.

“Jaylin…Jaylin, baby girl, don’t leave me.  Please, please don’t leave me…I love you…” John pleaded with his sister, making her cough out a little as her body started convulsing, and that’s when the ambulance sirens could be heard down the street.

Jessica had heard the gunshots sound from the house and ran toward the phone, dialing 9-1-1, and explained what was going on.  She was smart because Lance was on the verge of killing Marc Predka from how many times he’d hit the man in the face.  Jessica had stood behind her cousin when Jaylin took the bullet for John, and screamed out as she ran over to her, sliding down on her knees, and started crying her heart and soul out as she buried her face in Jaylin’s chest.  Her heart was barely beating now and Jessica knew she wasn’t going to make it.

Moments later, the EMT’s rushed in, and one screamed out, “She’s still alive!!  Get the oxygen tank over here now!”

They pushed John, Jessica, and Lance back, wanting to tend to Jaylin immediately, and try to save her life.  Marc was arrested on the spot and taken to jail, ending the suffering for Jaylin and John’s family, but they had lost something in spite of everything.

Jaylin’s baby.

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Jessica was crying on AJ’s shoulder, praying and hoping her cousin would be alright, and sniffled as the tears kept sliding down her cheeks.  She still couldn’t believe Jaylin had jumped in front of John’s body to take the bullet for him.  Not able to understand it or comprehend anything, Jessica stood up from her chair and asked out of exasperation, “What is taking so long?!”

As if on cue, the doctor walked out, but he wasn’t alone.  A soft, baby blue blanket was in his arms, and all five members of the family stood up, bringing tears to John and Jessica’s eyes as they walked over, not knowing what to say.  The doctor smiled as he lifted the blanket and revealed a beautiful and healthy baby boy. 

“I’d like you to meet your new nephew.” The doctor announced as he sighed heavily, handing the baby over to Jessica, and run a hand through his hair, not sure how to break the next piece of news to them.

“Where’s my sister?” John immediately asked, sensing something wasn’t right.  He couldn’t believe the baby had survived the bullet, but he wanted to know where his sister was.  If the baby was healthy and fine, she had to be…right?

The doctor sighed deeply to himself as he closed his eyes and lowered his head, his charts suddenly becoming more interesting than the sister of this man, and finally said, “I’m sorry to inform you all, but she didn’t make it.  She’s deceased.”

Chapter 20

~*~One Year Later~*~

Buckets of rain poured down on the tombstone as a hand gently touched it, tears of pain sliding down her cheeks, and all Jessica could do was close her eyes and pray that her cousin was finally in peace.  She looked at the name on the stone and started crying harder, not believing what had happened, and why she couldn’t find out sooner.  It’s not like Jaylin didn’t want her to know.  She was just scared and Jessica understood that. 

Wiping the tears away from her cheeks, Jessica sat down on the ground on her knees and said, “A year has gone by since you’ve been gone and Alex is getting so big.  You would be so proud of him, Jay.  I just wanted you to know that you were an inspiration to not only me, but a lot of other people.  Everyone still asks about you so you’re never forgotten.  AJ and I got married a few months ago.  I wish you could’ve been there to see it.  I was so beautiful in my white dress and Alex was the perfect ring bearer.  He’s doing so well.  I can’t believe he’s already one.  I promise I’ll never let him forget who his momma is.  I may be his caregiver, but you will always be his mother.” Jessica closed her eyes and looked down, holding the angel pendant she had gotten from Jaylin’s will, and sniffled a little as the rain started pouring harder.

“I will never forget you.  You were more of a sister to me than my own and even though we were always blood, we were sisters too.  I don’t care what anyone else says.  You are my sister now and forever and I know you’ll always be with me.  It’s been hard without you, Jay.  Late night phone calls when AJ and I get into fights and who do I have to call?  Jackie.  It’s not the same and it never will be again, but I’ll move on and live my own life to the fullest just like you did.” Jessica added and looked toward the car that was parking by the gravesite, smiling in the window as she seen Alex start to cry, and looked back at the stone.  “I have to go now, Jay.  Your baby boy is calling my name and AJ wants to go get something to eat.  I love you, my sis and rest in peace.” Jessica finished and kissed her palm, pressing it to the hard, cold stone, and walked away with tears flowing down her cheeks.

She stepped into the car, kissing Alex’s cheek as she held him on his lap, and smiled over at her husband as he drove off.  She stared out the window deep in thought, making AJ sigh heavily as he kept driving, and asked as he began caressing her thigh, “You okay, baby girl?”

“Yeah, I’ll be just fine.  We’ll be fine.” Jessica replied as she leaned down, kissed AJ on the lips, and held Alex close to her, vowing secretly to make Alex remember everything he possibly could about his real mother.

AJ nodded and smiled, proud of his wife for taking Jaylin’s death as well as she had.  They both really had no choice considering Jessica was now Alex’s primary caregiver and mother, but AJ knew better than to call Jessica his mother.  She wanted Alex to remember who his real mother was and how strong she had been through her short, but fulfilled life.  AJ completely agreed with it and had absolutely no problem with how his wife felt.  Whatever made her happy was all that mattered in his eyes.

A few minutes later, they pulled into a bar, making Jessica look over at her husband with a quirked eyebrow, and stated, “Alex can’t go in there, AJ.  He’s only a baby!” She was truly upset that her husband would take them somewhere like this and was flabbergasted when he shook his head at her.

“Yes he can.  It’s not a bar.  Come on, trust me.” AJ replied as he walked around and opened the door for her, making her look at him suspiciously, and shook her head as he handed him Alex before stepping out in the pouring rain.  AJ then handed Alex back over to her and said, “Come on.  We’re already late.”

AJ was right.  It wasn’t a bar and Jessica smiled at him, loving her husband’s surprises, and her smile became brighter when she seen the newlywed couple of John and Marisol sitting at a table along with Lance and his new girlfriend.  It had taken Lance quite a while to get over the death of Jaylin, but after a long talk with John one night at TNA’s arena, he finally got the picture and started dating again.  Sitting beside him was a beautiful woman named July.  She had fiery red hair with the most piercing blue eyes anyone had ever seen on a woman.  They were an aqua color mixed with just a slight touch of green.

She smiled over at Lance and kissed his lips softly, staring into his icy blue eyes, and said, “I love you.”

“I love you too, Jules.” Lance whispered back in her ear, his little nickname for her making a giggle escape her lips.

Jessica sat down beside her husband, after AJ had scooted in beside John, and smiled as she held baby Alex on her lap, and kissed her forehead gently.  John seen what she was doing and laughed as he said, “Hand that little rug rat over here so I can give him some lovin’.”

Marisol smacked her husband’s arm, making him snap his head toward her with a glare in his eyes, and she simply laughed and stated, “Say please next time.”

Before Jessica could get another word in, the lights suddenly dimmed, and a man stepped up on the stage.  Clapping sounded all around them as he hushed them with his hand and asked, “How is everyone doing tonight?  Good, good.  I want to be the first to welcome you all to the Broken Petal Throne nightclub and I want to say good luck to those who are going to sing with us tonight.  Now then, let’s get started.  The first artist we’re going to here goes by the name of Jessica and the song she’s going to be singing is called Someone’s Watching over Me.  Let’s give her a round of applause, ladies and gentlemen.” He clapped as a huge white spotlight shone on her, making Jessica’s eyeballs grow to the size of potatoes, and stared at her husband in disbelief.

“Please tell me you didn’t.” Jessica said as she looked into her husband’s eyes and shook her head, not wanting to sing.  That was her and Jaylin’s thing to do when they were bored and she wasn’t about to ever do it again.  The singing died when her cousin died and that’s the way it was going to stay.

AJ sighed as he kissed her cheek softly and whispered in her ear, “Just one last time for Jaylin.  She wants to hear your beautiful voice and so do the rest of us.”

Everyone stared at Jessica as she smiled hesitantly and stood up from the table, feeling something wrap around her, and a voice whispered in her ear, “Don’t let me down, cuz.  Show’em whatcha got!” As fast as the voice was there, it was gone and it left Jessica standing on the stage with a microphone in her hand.  She looked up at the white spotlight that was shining down at her and then back at the table of people, staring at Lance’s new girlfriend, and was shocked when July winked at her. 

July smiled as she showed Jessica the secret sign that she and Jaylin had formed together and tears instantly flowed down her cheeks as she looked into July’s eyes.  They quickly changed colors to a soft, ocean blue, the same colors as Jaylin’s eyes, and she immediately put the microphone up to her lips and said, “I’d like to dedicate this song to my cousin, Jaylin Cena.  This is for you, sis.”

I found myself today

Oh! I found myself

And ran away

But something pulled me back

The voice of reason

I forgot I had

All I know is you’re not here to say

What you always used to say

But it’s written in the sky…tonight

So I won’t give up

No I won’t break down

Sooner than it seems life turns around

And I will be strong

Even when it all goes wrong

When I’m standing in the dark I’ll still believe

Someone’s watching over me

Seen that ray of light

And it’s shining on my destiny

Shining all the time

And I won’t be afraid

To follow everywhere it’s taking me

All I know is yesterday is gone

And right now I belong

To this moment

To my dreams

So I won’t give up

No I won’t break down

Sooner than it seems life turns around

And I will be strong

Even if it all goes wrong

When I’m standing in the dark I’ll still believe

Someone’s watching over me

It doesn’t matter what people say

And it doesn’t matter how long it takes

Believe in yourself and you’ll find

And it only matters how true you are

Be true to yourself

And follow your heart

So I won’t give up

No I won’t break down

Sooner than it seems life turns around

And I will be strong

Even if it all goes wrong

When I’m standing in the dark I’ll still believe

That I won’t give up

No I won’t break down

Sooner than it seems life!

Turns around

And I will be strong

Even if it all goes wrong

When I’m standing in the dark I’ll still believe

That someone’s watching over

Someone’s watching over

Someone’s watching over me

Ohhhh ohhhhhh ohhhhhh

Ohhhhhh ohhhhhh ohhhhhh

Ohhhhhh ohhhhhh ohhhhhhhh

Someone’s watching over me

When the song ended, Jessica was on her knees on the stage, her eyes closed, and when she opened her eyes, she seen her cousin standing right in front of her.  The room was completely empty and all that stood before Jessica was her cousin Jaylin.  She looked at her cousin and gulped as she asked shakily, “J-Jaylin?”

“It’s me, sis.  My soul is now in July’s body.  God has given me a second chance to be with my family, but you can’t tell a single soul who I am.  Only you are the one who is to know.  I’m so proud of you for getting up there and performing and singing your heart out like you used to when we were little.  I love you so much, Jessie.  Don’t ever forget me and remember, I’m July now.” Jaylin explained and pressed a soft kiss to Jessica’s forehead, causing the empty room to be filled again, and when Jessica stood up, the first one to hug her was July.

“That was great, girl! You did it!” She said excitedly, making Jessica nod as she smiled at the family who surrounded her, and leaned against her husband.

“Yeah, I did it.” Jessica replied as she hugged July close and whispered in her ear, “Thank you for coming back.”

Later on that night, the three couples decided to go out for a nice dinner in celebration of Jaylin’s life.  July was stoked as she raised her glass and gently hit it with her fork, interrupting the multiple conversations that were going on at the time, and said, “I have a question for Jessica.”

“Okay, what is it?” She asked and laughed when John tried to feed Alex.  It wasn’t going well either as Alex hit his uncle in the eye with a spoonful of mashed potatoes.

“So here’s a question for you, what has hurt the most in your life, Jessie?” July asked as she stared into her eyes, making Jessica smile back at her as Lance raised July’s hand up and pressed them together.

“The answer is simply that when you lose someone you love and care about and know it’s not their time.” Jessica replied as she kissed Alex’s forehead and picked him up from John’s arms, since she was sitting right beside him, and handed him over to July. 

Tears instantly slid down July’s cheeks as she held the baby boy in her arms, not believing he was finally back in her arms, and closed her eyes.  “Hello, my baby boy.  Momma’s here.” July whispered in his ear so only he could hear and looked Jessica as she mouthed the words, ‘Thank you.’

After that emotional night at the nightclub, things finally got back to the way they should have been from the get go before the whole Marc fiasco happened.  He was finally out of their lives and in prison for life, where he truly belonged, and all six people could not have been happier.  What hurts the most didn’t matter to any of them because all three couples were finally happy and could live their happily ever after fairy tale.

The End.