Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, names, places or anything else from World Wrestling Entertainment Inc. I only own the pure imagination used to write this fanfiction.

A/N: First chapter of Holding On To You, a story that portraits how two people, pressured & hunted by their family's past , find love and comfort in each other's arms.

Family. A simple word with so much meaning. Everyone says it's all you have in life, all that you can trust and rely on when things get hard. You are supposed to love them unconditionally, no matter what happens because they are your family. What if your family is nothing more than a group of people who make you feel miserable when you don't follow their footsteps? Who constantly pressure you and hunt you with "their legacy" making sure you will be no one if you don't carry on what you were supposed to? Is that still called a family?

Charlotte always wondered how it would be if she wasn't a Flair. Would she have the same opportunities? Would she even be in the WWE? Would she be happier?

She couldn't help feeling guilty for all these thoughts but they were stronger than her. She loved her family but sometimes she just wanted to be "normal". Not feeling the pressure of being a Flair and carry on their legacy. I mean, her father was Ric Flair: the 16x time World Heavyweight Champion. That was something too unbearable to deal with sometimes. It felt like she was being hunted by a current nightmare that just doesn't go away.

And once again, she felt sick for thinking like that. It's her father for God's sake.

"Stop Charlotte! You need to stop and move on from this."

As she shook her head, she could feel someone entering the locker room.

"Hey Charlotte!"

She looked up and she saw the smile of her beautiful friend Sasha.

"Hey."

"Hum… what's wrong girl? You seem down today."

"Oh it's nothing." – said Charlotte trying to maintain her composure and fake a smile towards her friend.

"You sure? You know you can always talk to me."

"Positive. Just a little tired. Been training quite a lot lately."

"You need to slow down a bit. You are pushing too hard. It's not like you are the champion anymore…" – mocked Sasha by showing off her new title and trying to make her friend smile.

That really did bring a smile to Charlotte's face. If she was going to lose her title to someone, it was Sasha. She had been working so hard and she deserved to be the new champion.

"Oh don't worry sister, I'll take that away from you eventually."

"Can't wait." – answered Sasha with a grin.

Charlotte had lost her title on Raw and in a way, she felt free. She loved being champion but lately she was feeling overwhelmed with all the pressure from her father. Training every day, watching old matches… She didn't even have time to breathe. She knew he wasn't happy about the lost. He kept calling her but she just stopped answering. She just wanted some space right now. Be free for a while.

She packed her bag, hugged Sasha and left the locker room towards the parking lot. Even though most people don't like second or third generation superstars, everyone loved Charlotte. She always tried to stay away from her father even when WWE decided to have him as her manager. She wanted to be so much more than just Ric Flair's daughter. That's why she trained hard, always tried to learn from all the trainers. She wanted to make a name for herself, more than just Flair.

All her thoughts kept her busy and she reached her car sooner than she thought. She grabbed the car keys and opened the trunk to put her bags in. As she closed the trunk, she heard tires scratching the floor. A big, black SUV entered the parking lot at full speed.

"Seems like someone isn't having a good day as well."

As soon as she turned around to open the door, the car stopped right next to her, making Charlotte jump in fear.

"What the hell?!"

A 6 feet and 3 inch man got out of the car, slamming the door behind him. He seemed angry at something and didn't even noticed that he almost had ran over Charlotte.

"Hey! Can you see where you going? You almost ran me over!"

The big guy finally turned around and Charlotte got to see his face. It was Roman Reigns.

"Sorry. I didn't see you."

"Well next time, you should pay more attention to where you park your car. Make sure there is no people in there. So stupid…"

"I didn't mean to…"

Charlotte didn't even let him finish his sentence. She slammed the door in his face, turned the car on and drove.

Roman couldn't help but feel bad for what he had done.

"Real nice Roman. Almost running over a girl. That's just the cherry of top of this stupid day."

He grabbed his bag and walked towards the hallway, thinking how bad a day can turn out to be. Honestly, he just wanted some peace for once.

A/N: Brand new story from me. Decided to base myself a little on the fact that they are both coming from wrestling families and created a little something. Reviews are always appreciated to keep me going. Hope you enjoy it!