Jeff sat on the floor of his bedroom with his back pressed against the closed door as he held her ring in his fingers. He looked at the deep blue stone and spun the band around his finger as he looked at the prism effect the setting sun was casting on the wall from hitting the gem. He spun it idly as he prayed that the deep pain in his chest would one day disappear but he knew it was not likely to happen. The house was so empty without her. He could still smell the scent of her perfume in the bedroom and the scent of her shampoo on the sheets of the bed. He refused to wash the pillow that was hers. He couldn't bare the thought of one day, not being able to smell her sweet scent on the pillow that she once used. He would cuddle with the pillow at night and pray that she was still laying beside him, but she wasn't there. Not anymore. It was all his fault that she wasn't there with him any longer. He had betrayed her in the worst possible way. He lifted the bottle that sat beside him and took a hard sip of the alcohol. He wiped his lips bitterly as he continued to look at the engagement ring that she once accepted. Back before he'd torn her heart to shreds and she'd broken it off with him. Even after multiple attempts to win her back, she'd refused him. She wouldn't even talk to him or respond to his text messages. He'd see her at work, and she'd avoid eye contact. He never wanted to hurt her. He loved her more than all of his poetry even gave justice. Since everything had happened, he couldn't deal with the pain or focus at work. He'd turned to drinking heavily to forget the pain and before long he was fired. He couldn't blame anyone but himself. He just didn't care anymore. He stopped coming to work on time, forgot his spots in the ring, botched moves and timing on a regular basis, he'd even come to work hungover or still drunk from the night before. Before long, Vince and the management fired him and he returned to Cameron, North Carolina an even more broken man then he was right after the breakup. He took another sip from the bottle and looked at a picture of them that he'd kept in a box under the bed. It hurt too much to see it all the time, but he needed to see her face. Her beautiful brunette curls framed her face and hung onto her shoulders. Her magnetic hazel green eyes pierced his heart. Her smile was flawless and she was the most gorgeous woman he'd ever seen. She didn't need to wear makeup to look beautiful, but when she did, she was stunning like a Hollywood movie star. Most pretty girls know they are pretty and act like superior beings. Not her, she had no clue how beautiful she was inside and out. He kissed the picture and wished that he could go back in time and erase that horrible week out of their one year relationship. Maybe, she'd still be with him. He took another sip from the bottle and heard his dog barking downstairs. He heard footsteps on the steps coming towards him, then a sharp knock on the door.

"Open up," the voice commanded.

Jeff backed away from the door and twisted the knob. He looked up at his father standing there. Gil noted the familiar scene, Jeff was drinking in a dark room again. He sighed and snatched the bottle from the floor. "Enough!"

Jeff hung his head down in sorrow.

"Son, I know I can't tell you how to act because you're a grown man but you are destroying your life. You lost your fiancée, your job, and you can't drink everything away!" he yelled. "Hazel left you because you accused her of being unfaithful and questioned if the child was yours! You KNEW it was your baby and you still let her feel like you didn't believe her! That's why she left! Matt swore it was so she could be with Edge... and what happened?"

Jeff shrugged.

"She never went around Edge. She started traveling with her brothers and cut contact with basically everyone because you BROKE her heart!" Gil screamed. His emotions were at a fever pitch. He'd always adored Hazel as person and wanted to crack the living hell out of his son for hurting her. Gil had considered Hazel to be his daughter and was appalled how the relationship ended. "I don't blame her at all for leaving! She just had a miscarriage then she felt like you turned on her! She was grieving the loss of your child and you and Matt played right into Edge's mind game. Only thing, you believed that monster over her and that's why she left! You love her? You want her back? Get off your ass, be a man, get your job back and prove to Hazel that you're the man she fucking deserves!" Gil screamed storming out of the room.

Jeff held his head in his hands.

Hazel sat in the locker room in her ring gear reading a book as her brothers stretched and prepared for their match later that night. She watched them as she read her book and tried to focus on her book. Her mind was constantly wandering to thinking about other things. Mainly tall blondes with rainbow streaks in their hair, intricate facial hair designs, polished nails and armbands. She couldn't keep her mind off of him. She secretly questioned if she'd made a mistake in ending their relationship. Maybe she'd made the decision in a rash emotional state, it was just a few days after her miscarriage. He'd never come out and accused her of cheating or the baby not being his; he just never came out and squashed the rumor mill's constant questioning about her relationship with her ex, Edge. She sighed as she thought about the pain that had caused her. Losing the child she already loved to a vicious spear by her ex who mysteriously knew she was pregnant; then Edge putting question into everyone's mind that the child might not be Jeff's and being his instead had sent her over the emotional limit. Considering only a few people knew about the pregnancy, a lot of the superstars began whispering that Edge knew about the pregnancy because it was his child, not her fiancée's baby. Then, to top it off, there was the mistrust brewing in her with her former best friend, Lita. Hazel was convinced that Lita had told Edge about the baby and that they (Edge and Lita) were lovers.

When it came to who to believe-Lita or Hazel- she felt like Jeff's hesitance to see Lita in a negative light, meant Hazel was guilty. Maybe she'd overreacted. It didn't help that Jeff attempted to beg for forgiveness and Hazel ended up getting so upset and felt backed into a corner that she physically turned on Jeff and left him in the ring after a forceful Twist of Fate. After the breakup, Jeff began drinking and got fired because of poor performance at work. A lot of the superstars mumbled behind her back that it was her fault he was fired because the situation drove him into a crippling depression. Even the WWE Universe turned on Hazel. She was now one of the most hated superstars on the roster. She was booed constantly and called 'whore' and 'slut' because people believed that she'd betrayed Jeff with Edge. Kane glanced at his sister. She obviously wasn't reading because the page hadn't turned in a while and she wasn't even looking at the book in a way that she could lie and say she was reading.

"Hazel?" he called.

She looked at him quickly, knowing she was caught, she threw the book onto the table. She stood from the couch and ran her fingers through her hair in frustration. Taker looked at her with a hint of sadness on his lips.

"I know it hurts. You stood up for yourself. No one blames you for that." Taker said trying to help.

"Does this pain in the chest ever stop?" she sighed. "Do the memories ever stop?"

Kane looked at her sadly. "It takes time."

"I need some air. I'll see you guys later." she said as she grabbed her hoodie and threw it on over her halter top and zipped it up. She grabbed her phone and began blasting her music as she placed the ear buds into her ears as she entered the hallway. She covered her head with the hood as she neared the door to the garage. The cool air hit her as soon as she stepped outside of the arena. She was struggling to spark the cigarette with her lighter but the wind was just annoying enough to blow it out. "Come on!" she fumed to herself.

"These things will kill you. Do you need a light?" a voice asked but she didn't hear it over her music. She attempted to spark the cigarette again and was let down once again. She felt a hand on her shoulder and gasped in fear. She turned and tore the ear buds from her ears.

"Whoa! Hazel! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to scare you! I didn't realize you had your music on." the voice laughed. "Light?" he asked extending a torch lighter to her. "Wind never knocks these things out."

Hazel smiled. "Hey Jericho. Thanks! I thought you quit." she said as she took the lighter, lit her cigarette, and handed the lighter back.

He waved it off. "You keep it, I have another in my duffle. That way, no wind can prevent you from your nicotine in the future." he said laughing.

She smiled. "Thanks."

"How have you been? I hardly see you anymore unless you have the towers of terror around you." he asked as he looked at her.

She shrugged. By now everyone had made their judgements on her for the situation.

He touched her forearm. "I'm not digging dirt for the Highlight Reel. I'm asking as a friend."

She laughed. Jericho had been a good friend to her for years and had defended her during the whole ordeal because he knew she wasn't a cheater. She sighed as she ashed the cigarette. "Does it ever get easier? I mean do you ever wake up one day and not feel sad and question every decision you made?"

Jericho nodded slightly. "It takes time. I know how annoying it is to hear that but it's true. I don't know if you wake up like it never mattered one day, but some day you'll wake up and think about yourself before you wonder how they slept."

She nodded. She knew Jericho had experienced his fair share of heartache over the years. His words made sense to her. He smiled at her. "If you ever want to hang out away from Scary and Scarier, let me know. I know I can use the company occasionally."

"Thanks, Jericho." she said as he brushed her shoulder as he ushered her back into the building.

Back in Cameron

Matt was awake in the middle of the night. He heard a phone ringing, multiple texts, and other notification sounds coming from the living room. He had awoken in the middle of the night to get a drink and had left Lita asleep in their bed as he went downstairs. He sleepily located his phone and realized it wasn't his phone that had been ringing. He saw the backlight from Lita's phone shinning through the mesh of her purse. He dug her phone out and blinked at he looked at the phone. He wiped the sleep from his eyes as he saw multiple messages from Edge. "What the hell?" he said out loud as he looked at the messages with confusion.

'I love you. I need you.' Matt read. His heart sunk as he looked further into the text history and felt the pit of his stomach sink.

He stormed upstairs and saw her asleep in their bed. "You lying bitch!" he screamed at her. She jumped at the anger in his voice and looked at him with confusion. He threw her phone onto the bed beside her. "All this time! You let everyone believe it was Hazel! You destroyed that girl and all this time it was you!" Matt raged.

"Matt... I..." she stammered.

"Get out of my house you lying bitch!" he screamed.

"Matt..." she was at a loss for words.

"GET OUT! GET OUT NOW!" he screamed.

Lita jumped up and slipped her pants onto her slender legs. Matt was boiling with rage. "You and Edge?! You let Hazel take the fall for you?! You destroyed your best friend over a LIE! Jeff lost everything because of that rumor! You cheated on me all this time? WHY?"

She couldn't even cry. She grabbed her shoes and began throwing her clothes into her duffle as Matt continued to scream. She bolted passed him and ran down the steps. She grabbed her purse and coat. She turned and looked at him.

"You destroyed everyone for EDGE? REALLY?!"

Lita shrugged knowing that there was nothing she could say and left the house. Matt sighed and felt a bone crushing feeling in his chest. Not only had Lita betrayed him; all this time, Hazel had been telling the truth. He felt awful. All the pain that Hazel had been put through over the rumor and all along, Lita stood by and let everything fall apart like a coward. He threw on his shoes and grabbed his truck keys. He needed to talk to his brother.

Jeff was sitting on his back porch when he heard Matt's SUV roar into the driveway. "What the hell?" he questioned as his brother flew out of the truck and ran to him.

"Jeff..." Matt panted.

"What's going on? Is it Dad? It's like 4am! What are you doing here?" Jeff asked frantically.

Matt looked wounded as he stared at his brother. "It's Hazel..."

Jeff jumped to his feet. "Is she ok?"

Matt shook his head. "No, she's fine I think..." he stammered.

"You're not making sense! What's going on!"

Matt gripped the bridge of his nose in frustration and hurt. "Lita is cheating on me with Edge. I just saw the texts. It never was Hazel who betrayed you!"

Jeff ran his hands through his hair and looked at Matt. "I knew she couldn't do that... it doesn't matter now. She wants nothing to do with me."

"Jeff, you love her! You can fix this!" he yelled.

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