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Chapter 1

Growing up she watched wrestling and loved every moment of it, her favorite wrestlers were from the Attitude Era, she loved watching them all. She was always a fan, never imagined becoming a wrestler herself. She finished school majoring in accounting, and a minor in dancing. She currently worked as a hotel receptionist, loving when new faces entered the building. Her smiled brightened customer's days as she greeted them, "Welcome to The Hyatt." Was her daily saying. It made her day better as well, it made her never want to go home…She spent almost a year with someone who changed on her in a blink of an eye. Once she moved in with him, she realized that she fell in love with an abusive alcoholic…

"Hey Trin. Earth to Trinity." She shook her head and looked over to her coworker Samantha.

"Yeah?" she asked, watching guests walking in and out.

"They're almost here." Her co worker of 2 years replied.

Her mind wondered to which superstars she would see walk in the building, "I know, I've been keeping track of this day." She smiled.

"I bet. But on a serious note, how's your side doing?" she whispered.

Trinity looked at her and shrugged, "As good as it's going to get I guess." She held her left arm close to her side to avoid anyone bumping up against her. The bruises were still there, she tried to push out the events that took place two days prior. She never expected to be beaten because she was 5 minutes late coming home, after informing him that she'll be late he threatened to make her regret coming home at all.

"DIDN'T I TELL YOU TO COME HOME AT 8?! NO LATER!" she remembered his screams, as soon as she walked through the door.

"I'm sorry, I told you I was going to be a lil-" she was knocked down onto the floor, now holding her face. Tears began to form in her eyes as he towered over her yelling…

"I DON'T CARE! YOU…DON'T…LISTEN..." He screamed in between kicks, which were harder every time.

She tried to keep the screams and cries within her, for had she let them out things would've turned out worse. After he finished beating on her, he left the apartment, leaving her on the living room floor. She blacked out for what seems forever only to wake up the next morning still alone and on the floor. Gaining the energy to get up and make it to the bathroom, she looked at the woman staring back at her in the mirror. The right side of her cheek was stained from blood, she groaned as she tried to clean the area. She was relieved that the cut wasn't as deep as last time, but her body ached, "I can't keep doing this." She said to herself. She stripped out of her clothes and soaked her bruises. As she bathed, she cried looking down at her body. The now purple bruise formed on the left side of her stomach, she couldn't deal with it anymore.

"I hate that you're going through this Trin." Samantha stated, quickly bringing her back to reality.

"I'm done," she replied, Sam surprisingly looked at her, "I'm serious. I packed all of my things last night."

Her friend smiled at her, "Well, what are you going to do from here?"

"I have to leave, I can't stay here." She replied, "He can find me here."

Her friend nodded in agreement, "That's true. You have to think of something and be gone as soon as you leave here."

The remainder of the day, she put on a brave face as customers checked in and out of the hotel. She secretly prayed that he would walk through those doors at any moment. "Break time." Samantha walked over to Trin, "You go, I'll fill in for you."

"Thank you." She smiled and walked towards the breakroom, "I'll be back in 5."

Samantha continued to check in with the staff to make sure everything was prepared for the wrestlers before they came in until a familiar face walked in the building. "Welcome to the Hyatt," she looked up from the computer, "Oh my!" she smiled, "You're Triple H!"

"Hi." He shook her hand and smiled, "Are all the rooms ready?" She shook her head yes and handed him four envelopes, "All of the keys to each room are inside."

"Thank you." He replied before turning back towards the entrance, as the doors opened, wrestlers walked in with their luggage talking among each other. He began handing out room keys to everyone, "Check out is 1pm tomorrow." Everyone nodded in agreement and parted ways.

Trinity couldn't eat all she could think about was getting away from here before he found her, she tried to take her mind off her ex and read a magazine while time passed. After flipping through a few pages, she looked at her watch, "I hope I didn't miss them!" she thought to herself. She began walking faster rounding the corner towards the lobby, until she ran into someone being knocked down. She held her side as she hit the ground, gasping in pain.

"Damn uce, watch where you going!" Josh joked, "You alright miss?"

Jon looked down, noticing the woman on the ground, "Damn, I'm sorry miss." Grabbing her by the arms, he slowly helped her up off the ground. He stood there admiring her. Compared to his 6'2 and 250lbs frame, she was tiny, 5'1 only 150lbs. He was secretly happy to have been the one to bump into her, "Are you alright?" He noticed she was holding her side, "Did I hurt you?"

She shook her head no as tears fell, "I'll be fine-" she looked up at him, "Oh! You're –" she quickly wiped the tears from her face. "Just great. Crying in front of all people…" She thought, completely embarrassed.

"Jon. This is Josh." He extended his hand with a smile, "And you are?" He looked at the woman, she was breathtaking.

"Trinity…" she replied shaking his hand.

Josh examined the woman, she had a bruise on her forearm that was noticeable through her sleeve, "Are you sure you're alright?" his brother quickly followed his eyes.

She quickly moved her arm and nodded, "Yes, I promise. Sorry for bumping into you." She walked around the two and down the hall towards the lobby.

Jon watched her as she raced down the hallway, "Something ain't right bro." Josh nodded, as he continued to walk towards the elevators.

Reaching the lobby, Trinity noticed Samantha behind the desk. "Oh my gosh! They're here!" she exclaimed, "I saw Triple H!"

Trinity returned a half smile, "Yeah, I know. I literally ran into one."

"Who?" she asked with a raised brow.

"Jimmy Uso." Trinity replied, slightly blushing.

"You love him! Did you say anything?"

She shook her head, "I ran, what could I say? Look at me. No one wants to talk to someone who's all bruised and beaten up."

"You don't know that for sure," she turned around to see Jon leaning against the desk.

"Can I help you?" she replied.

"Please, can we talk for a second?" he asked. She looked over at Samantha, she motioned for her to go with her hands, "I'll be here."

Trinity slowly walked around the desk and began to walk towards the lounge area with Jon. He placed his hands in his pockets, "So, Trinity, right?" She nodded looking down at the floor as they walked. "I apologize again for knocking you down."

"It's fine," she finally looked up at him, "It was my fault."

He shook his head, "No, I won't let you say that. I think you've been through enough." His eyes looking at her arms and face. She looked down at the ground with her arms folded, he stopped walking and faced her. "Listen, I don't know you but from the looks of it, you could use a friend…"

She looked at him, studying his eyes. She didn't feel uneasy, she felt as if he was genuine, "I don't know…" she turned around to walk away.

Jon grabbed her hand softly, "Please?"

She sighed and nodded, "Sure."

"Okay, so what time do you get off?" he smiled.

Looking at her watch, "Now. But I'm in a hurry."

He looked confused, "Before you leave, we can go somewhere. My treat." He offered.

She realized that he wouldn't give up, "Fine."

"Any places you have in mind? I could go for some food."

"Shouldn't you be somewhere?" She replied, hoping he'd say yes.

He shook his head, "No. I have the entire day."

"Well, okay." She knew now that he was adamant on talking to her.

"Okay, I'll be back in a few minutes." He made his way back to the elevators.

Walking back to the lobby, a smile crept across her face. She felt wanted, something she hadn't felt in a long time. After clocking out and handing over her badge and keys to Samantha, she went to change clothes. "Maybe this won't be so bad" she thought as she began to change out of her uniform.

A few moments later, Jon made his way back to the lobby, looking around for her. "She's changing." He looked over at the woman behind the desk.

"Thanks." He replied, his stomach fluttered with excitement.

As he waited, his nerves overcame him, he wanted to know more about her. He was curious and did not want to back down. He stood by the front desk waiting for her to reappear, focusing on his breathing while doing so. After a few minutes of calming herself down and telling herself it'll all be okay, she exited the restroom. There he stood, changed into a red t-shirt and dark blue jeans, he watched her walk towards him. His hands started sweating, as did hers, neither knew what to say first. She had changed into a long yellow sleeved t-shirt, covering her bruises, with black leggings and her black heels she'd worn to work. "Wow, you look amazing." He stood up as she walked over towards him.

She wanted to turn back around and run, however her feet wouldn't budge. She swallowed hard hearing his compliment, thinking completely opposite of herself, "Thank you." She replied with her head down.

"First things first, you're too beautiful to have your head down. You never have to hide from me." He stated, lifted her face up with his index and middle finger.

She closed her eyes, flinching as he touched her. She slowly looked up at him, seeing concern in his eyes. "Come on, let's get out of here." he offered his arm to her. She placed her hand in the crook of his arm as they made their way out of the building. He flagged down a taxi, opening the door for her, "Ladies first." He smiled as she got in. They made their way towards the restaurant in complete silence. Jon kept glancing over her as she looked out of the window, obviously in deep thought. He cleared his throat, "So, are you from here?"

Quickly snapping out of her thoughts, she shook her head, "Yes. Never been elsewhere." He looked over at her, "You?"

"Cali, but I'm currently in Florida." He replied.

The remainder of the ride was silent, as the driver weaved in and out of the downtown Dallas traffic. They finally reached their destination, Jon paid the driver before stepping out first. He extended his hand, helping her out of the car. She smiled as he closed the door behind them, making their way inside the restaurant. After being seated in a corner booth, they began scanning the menus. Jon couldn't help but smile to himself as he glanced up at her. After a few minutes, they ordered their drinks and food.

"So, tell me about yourself?" Jon asked breaking the silence between the two.

She shyly shrugged her shoulders, "There's not much to know."

"I'm sure there is something," he replied taking her hand in his, "No need to be shy."

"Well, I'm 24, I recently graduated from UNT. I was working at the Hyatt until today."

"Until today?" he asked puzzled, "Today was your last day?"

She shook her head, "Things are…complicated."

He stared at her, "Because of?" he asked softly, eyeing the now visible bruise on her arm.

She pulled the sleeve down and nodded. "You don't have to hide anything Trin, if I may call you that?" she slowly nodded, "You're beautiful, I don't know you personally, but I would love to change that."

She studied his face, she was afraid to reply. She wasn't so sure of letting her guard down to someone she just met…

"Uce!" a voice from behind her made her jump.

Jon looked up from the table and waved over his brother, Josh and a couple. A man taller but resembled the brothers, and a woman shorter than Trinity but with a warm smile. Her chest felt tight, she wanted to get up and run at the sound of the voice, but Jon grabbed her hand. He stood up from the booth and motioned her to sit on the same side he was on. She slowly nodded and proceed to join him, as the group came closer.

"Joe, what's up?" Jon greeted the man, "Hey Galina, long time no see."

The pair hugged him and sat down opposite from Trinity, Josh grabbed a chair sitting at the end of the table, "And who's this uce?" Joe replied, nodding at Trinity.

"This is Trinity, Trin you remember my brother." he pointed to Josh, she smiled and nodded, "This is my cousin Joe, and his wife Galina."

She held her composure in disbelief that she was now with the Uso's and Roman Reigns. Joe looked at the woman cautiously as Galina extended her hand, "Nice to meet you, Trin." She shook her hand and smiled. However, Joe had reservations, it was rare for his cousin to be out with someone. Josh filled the pair in on the way to the restaurant as best as he could, but Joe still wanted to see the woman for himself. He didn't trust a lot of people due to who he and his family were. Galina elbowed her husband in the ribs, "Joe." She whispered.

"Sorry, nice to meet you." He shook her hand, still on guard.

"I invited them out with us, if that's okay." Jon looked over at Trin, placing an arm around her.

"That's fine." She moved her arm under the table, tugging at the sleeve.

As the afternoon went by, they all talked about their flights and upcoming matches. Trinity was slightly overwhelmed as she glanced down at her watch, she sighed softly, growing slightly impatient and worried. Any other day she would've loved to be in the presence of some of her favorite wrestlers, but out of all the days…why today? She did not want to be seen in the condition she was in, but meeting Jon made her extremely comfortable. Being around him was different, compared to her ex…She felt safe, protected, and like she mattered…