This is an interesting request and I'm more that looking forward to where this story will lead. I will not go into to much detail. I believe it will have a mixture of several things, a lot of vulgar language and sexual content. The story is mine, although I do not own any of the characters that belong to WWE. I believe you will enjoy this interesting twist.

Living in Texas with your boyfriend for over two years, you finally made up your mind. You decided to end your abusive relationship, and he made you feel so worthless. After thinking long and hard you decided enough was enough. Your boyfriend, Josh, went out of town for work and finally it was time to get out. You threw all your items, clothes, and threw them into black trash bags. Everything was in the back of your car. You ran into the house one last time and looked around for anything that you could have left behind. Your cellphone rang and you jumped. Looking at your cell and you see his number.

"Hello?" Trying to control your breathing and that nothing was wrong.

"What are you doing?" Josh says in an unusual tone.

"Nothing, just keeping the place clean. Why Why do you ask?" Realizing you just stuttered.

"You better not be leaving (Y/N). Do you understand me? Do you want another repeat of two days ago?"

His tone scared you as you looked down at your arms, the bruises you still had from his beatings.

"I-I'm not. Why would you think that babe? I love you." Now terrified that he knew you would do this today.

"Well, you better be there when I get back in two days, or else!" Josh's threat scared you as he hung up the phone.

Your eyes fill with tears, terrified he would keep his word. You run out to the car, jump in and drive away not looking back. Tears falling down your cheeks, so scared he will find you. You just drive with no destination in mind. You know you can't run to your family nor your friends, because that is the first place he will look for you. He was truly a gifted manipulator, very handsome, a charmer, more than successful as a Sales General Manager for his company.

No one knew of his darker side, sadistic, cruel way of treating you. You would cook for him, and made sure everything was perfect for him. You would place it on the table and then a huge slap across the face. And he would throw the food w/plate to the floor. He would get up and start yelling at you, pulling you by your hair and throwing you to the floor.

"You stupid bitch, I told you I don't want eggs on Tuesday's! Now you fucking eat that shit! You better not get up from there until you eat every fucking thing! Now great I'm going to be late you worthless whore!"

He leans to the floor, pinching your arm with all his might making you scream. Slaps you again to shut up, and tells you,

"You better eat it, I better not find it anywhere in the trash, or the garbage disposal, If I do I swear (Y/N), I will beat you like the fucking pathetic dog you are!" Hitting your head, as he walked out, grabbing his keys and jacket.

You snapped out of this state as the red light was now green and people were honking from behind. Still crying you kept driving, looking around not knowing what to do. You get on the freeway and start to drive, heading South. The gas tank light turns on and beeps, so you look for the nearest gas station. You pull into one get off, and walk inside to pay. You're at your car and pumping the gas, watching the cars pass by hoping not to see Josh's black Chevy 4x4.

You turn with the pop of the gas tank handle signaling the gas tank is full. You pump it a few more times. You hear an auto pull behind you, you tense. Slightly turning your head, from the corner of your eye you see a black something, and you start crying afraid to even turn around. Hearing the door opening you hear the voice and know its not Josh. With your heart being in your throat, it finally gets back into place. The other doors open, but you still will not turn around. These voices start to pass right by you, while you close the tank cap and turn to walk. Not seeing the last man you bump into him and drop your keys and phone. Frozen in fear, you stay huddled to the ground. Its not natural behaviour but its all you knew automatically w/Josh for making mistakes.

"Hurry up Roman, we need to back on the road" Says one man.

"Yeah, Im hungry Rom, hurry up" Says another.

"Oh excuse me, I'm sorry. Let me help you." This man squats down to grab your things and still you don't move.

He gathers your keys and phone and gestures his hand towards you, which made you flinch. Tilting his head, squatted in front of you, seeing your tears spoke.

"Ma'am? Are you okay? Did I hurt you?", A raspy yet deep voice escaped from his lips.

"Here take my hand let me help you up. It's okay, I won't hurt you." Seeing your state of mind, he was compelled to be as gentle as possible.

Hesitating yet he seemed sincere, so you reached and were picked up. You still feeling so insecure to look up directly at him, all you could see was denim jeans and a yellowish muscle tee that had some letters on the front. The top two letters that you noticed were C and F. You also noticed long black curls holding his shoulders down to his chest. You turned your head, grabbed your keys and cell as it went off which made you jump.

"Th-Thank you" Scared to speak and went around the car and got in.

You turned on the car and drove off, looking in the rear view seeing this man looking concerned. He noticed the rock station bumper sticker you had. That was actually the station these three men were listening to while passing through Texas. You then noticed how handsome he was, you paid attention to the traffic on front and you were back on the road again, finally the freeway.

Hours later, you were now on I-10 passing Houston, Texas going towards Louisiana. Still not knowing where you were going, but felt a little better. No longer crying or scared, just a clear mind and driving. You turn on the radio, and find your favorite station, and listen.

It's now around 7p.m. and its getting dark, you stop at the nearest hotel. You walk in, tired and trying to get a room. You registered and give the young lady, your debit card.

She comes back "I'm sorry ma'am but it declined." You knew at that moment Josh found out, you were gone. Sighed, you gave the girl a credit card.

"I'm sorry try this one." Giving her the credit card knowing it would also decline but were hopeful.

"Again ma'am I'm sorry, it declined as well." With a sad look on her face, since she saw your eyes watery about to cry.

"Is there anything I can help you with ma'am." The clerk asked you.

"No thank you, how can it get any worse?" Distraught and mumbling, you turn away and stepped quickly to get back to your car. Then the worst happened, the few moments inside registering and hoping you could sleep in peace. You see your car has been stolen, not able to take it any more you broke down crying. Sitting on the curb crying your eyes out, looking at your car keys in your hand and now nothing left to your name. No money, No credit, No car, No job, nothing. You get up to get walk back inside when a black SUV pulls up, but didn't notice anything due to your crying.

You ask the clerk for the manager. Talking to the manager as three men walk into the lobby of the hotel.

"Please Sir", while crying, "May I have a room, my-my car was just stolen, I have nowhere to go. I have no money, I-I have n-no credit. Or at least can I stay here in the lobby, PLEASE! I'M BEGGING YOU!" Getting louder to where everyone looked to see the commotion.

"Excuse me Sir, put it on my card, give the lady a room and breakfast meal." A tall man, with long black curls, looking at you, smiled and remembered who you were.

"Thank you, thank you Sir, May God Bless you." Running up to him and w/out realizing who it was just gave him a hug. Tears in your eyes, you looked at him smiled then let go quickly.

The other two men accompanying him smirked at him then teasing him with their eyes. The manager helped the clerk register all four of you. You getting your hotel room key first, looking down walk down the hall to the elevator. The doors open and you walk in, as you press the floor to get to your room. Those same men grabbed the elevator doors and walked in as well. The elevator was silent except your little sobs in the corner. The elevator stopped and the doors opened. The three men waited for you to step out first, when one spoke.

"Ma'am? Ladies first." This time it was one of the other men who spoke. Tall, slender build, dark to medium short blonde hair with beautiful light colored eyes. Gestured you with one arm outstretched to step out.

The other two men, almost with their jaws to the floor and wide-eyed where shocked that he was even nice. Knowing him so well, he was never the type to be polite to anyone.

With this kind gesture, you stepped out, head low and still sobbing. You only glanced up to see where your room was at. Finally, seeing room 313, you use your key and take a big sigh of relief. You look toward them walking down the hall towards you looking for their rooms as well. You smiled, entered your room and shut the door.