A/N- Here is my newest story, I hope you like it. I know that my beta will probably not like that I posted this but I wanted to get it out there and I'm happy with how it is.

Disclaimer: I don't own the people of the WWE or anything to do with the WWE. Nor do I own the song Iris By the Goo Goo Dolls which has helped me and inspired me with this fic, a huge thanks to Slytherinmafia who has helped me out a bit…Go read her fic's, Her Covenant fic Kicks ass!! I do However own Athena and Any other original characters that i introduce along the way, please ask if you want to use them.

CHAPTER 1

And I'd give up forever to touch you
'Cause I know that you feel me somehow
you're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
and I don't want to go home right now

It was as if it was a dream, her walking along the road her clothes drenched in blood and her hands shaking. The night had been a blur and she wasn't sure that they had really happened; she was hoping they hadn't but she knew deep down that the hellish events had just begun.

She looked down at her hands as she dropped to her knees in the middle of the street.

Tears dripped down her face softly, the only delicate thing about her at the present. She had once been a stable and happy girl, with a nice family and a nice home, now she was unstable and on the edge. She had her spare sweats in her bag, her wallet and the clothes on her back to support her. Pulling herself up off the ground she stumbled down the street towards the one place she knew she could find help.

She staggered up the front steps and knocked gently on the door waiting for the petite woman to open the door and drag her inside asking a million questions a minute. As she had groggily suspected the woman opened the door, her mouth agape and her eyes wide, Athena stumbled into the home and collapsed on the floor sobbing.

"Trisha" she looked at the blonde woman with teary eyes and a sad face

"Thena what happened to you?" Trish was worried, after retiring from her work in the WWE she had moved with her husband to Florida, where she met Athena at Club Mystic. They became fast friends and spent every bit of their spare time together doing girly things that Athena had never gotten the chance to do.

"I-I don't think I fully know" she whispered shaking

"Let's get you cleaned up and then we'll talk" Trish helped her friend stand and gently helped her up the stairs to the bathroom. She sat Athena on the toilet seat and started running a bath for her.

Athena thanked Trish as she left the room and then shed her clothes, sinking into the hot water and sighing in relief as it soothed her aching body. Trish hadn't seen the bruises and cuts on her abdomen or arms; her baggy clothing had seen to that. Athena hadn't realized how badly they hurt until the hot water hit them, it was then she knew what she had done was justified…by her standards anyway.

She was sure the police wouldn't agree and that if they found out it was her she would surely go to jail, so she decided to not let them know what she had done. She wouldn't tell Trish, faking amnesia would be the best thing to do. No one needed to know it was her.

She finished her Bath and felt so much better; she pulled on her sweats from her bag on the floor and sighed; now she had to face the firing squad...better known as Trish and Ron. She was sure Trish had told Ron all about it.

Slowly and carefully she descended the stairs into the foyer frowning when she saw a concerned and apprehensive Trish sitting at the bottom.

"Trisha" she sighed softly

"Thena! Are you ok?" Trish exclaimed standing and moving towards her friend

"I'm fine, the bath was just what I needed, and I feel so much better" Athena assured both herself and Trish

"Want to talk about why you were in such a state?" Trish asked leading Athena to the sofa in the living room

"I don't remember it really…I remember seeing my step-dad and then I remember running out of the house and coming here" Athena lied, Trish would forgive her one day if she found out…she didn't think telling Trish the truth was the best thing and in her case having anyone but her know was a bad thing too.

"Liar" Trish stated staring at her friend

"Trisha, I can't tell you, it would be…I just can't…I just need to get out of here" Athena sighed

"I can help you…please trust me Athena" Trish pushed hoping her friend would give in and let her help; she usually did when someone used her full name in times like these.

Athena caved and told Trish all about the night's events, not leaving out any detail. She went from start to finish explaining how she came to be covered in blood and running down the street.

Trish pulled her friend into a hug before standing and running upstairs leaving Athena sitting on the couch blurry eyed, listening to the ruckus upstairs and the muffled voices of her best friend and Ron echoing down the stairs. Trish appeared suddenly with a suitcase and a smile on her face.

"You remember my Friend Melina and Her friend Johnny from when I was in the WWE? You met them a few times and they said if you ever needed anything to call them?" Trish said all at once

"Yeah…what about them and what is that suitcase for?" Athena was confused, what did Johnny and Melina have to do with this?

"Well while I was upstairs I had Ron call them and they said they'd love to take you on the road…you need to get out and they have the tools to help you out" Trish explained feeling proud of herself

"Trisha that's great but this will all be on the news…they'll be looking for me everywhere…how will the not find me?" Trish smiled warmly

"Melina has that all worked out, just go with them ok" Trish urged.

The night went by so quickly and Athena found herself sitting at the kitchen counter eating cereal and feeling anything but refreshed, sleep hadn't come at all last night and she doubted it would tonight either, all she could think about was what she did and whether she was going to be found during her time with Melina and Johnny. She had to block out all thoughts from the night before, but how in the hell do you forget your sister?

"Morning girl, how are you?" Trish joined her at the counter and rubbed her friends back hoping that being away from everyone and everything in the neighborhood would help. With all the travel involved in the WWE they wouldn't be able to find Athena easily.

"I've been better" her voice was strained and filled with pain. Trish knew she was holding it all in, putting on a brave face. The thing was Trish wasn't sure if it was going to help or just make things worse in the long run. She needed to spill all her feelings to someone not just the story of what went down.

"Ok well Ron rang the airport and they have your ticket, I'll drive you and then we'll put you on the plane. I know this is a lot to deal with and only being 21 isn't a help…but Melina will look after you" Trish assured her friend with a small smile. Things were going to get harder and harder it was only a matter of when and where it happened.