Title: It Happened One Night
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters.
Summary: When one of the girls faces the unthinkable, the other three horsewomen try to help her through it.
Rating: M, but only because of the first few chapters dealing with dark content (This story deals with rape, so please be forewarned).
Chapter One:
She should have gone with Sasha.
She walked around the empty arena, thinking of all of the amazing memories that had taken place in this exact place so many times before. Her match back in 2015 with Sasha where she won the NXT women's championship, her match again in 2016 with Asuka, the match that would be her final match in NXT, her main roster debut that following Monday….
Life had a funny way of always coming full circle. Tonight had been another milestone in the exact same arena that had held all of those other miracle milestones in her career. Tonight she had main evented a PPV for the very first time.
Bayley couldn't help the smile that graced her lips at the thought of what she had done tonight in this magical arena; the crowd going wild, everybody coming to see her in the main event, the magic that had taken place in the center of that ring tonight….all of it had just led to this bubbling excitement inside of her that she wasn't sure she ever wanted to go away.
And so she had stayed behind, wanting to walk the halls of the arena and reflect on all of the magic. Now, though, as she walked the empty arena with only a few lights still on, she realized that her earlier decision to stay behind had not been her brightest, and so she was eager to get out of here.
She reached for her phone as she headed towards the exit of the arena, hoping to call an Uber and catch up with Sasha back at the hotel. The girls were sharing a room together tonight, which knowing Sasha, meant that she was most likely waiting up for Bayley to make sure she made it home safe. Sasha could be such a mom sometimes, and she was the youngest of the two. Of course, Bayley knew that nobody did the job of mom better than Charlotte, who drove Bayley, Becky, and Sasha insane on a daily basis with her mom mode, as they all so kindly nicknamed it.
"Did you get forgotten about or something?"
Bayley screamed at the sound of the unexpected voice, jumping nearly a foot as she looked around for whoever had spoken to her. Her eyes immediately fell upon a hooded Dave Bautista standing just a few feet away from her.
"What are you still doing here? The show ended hours ago," stated Bayley, her heart still pounding out of her chest. Dave shrugged, stepping just an inch closer to Bayley.
"I could ask you the same question," he commented, Bayley eyeing him closely as he continued to slowly step closer to her.
"I'm just leaving now. I'm waiting for an Uber."
Dave nodded, shrugging as he looked out into the night. "I could give you a ride. Save you the trouble."
Bayley offered a smile to the older man, shaking her head. "That's okay. Thank you though, for the offer," she replied politely, returning her attention to her phone. The uber was still ten minutes away.
"Come on, you're one of those fresh new talents that I haven't really spent much time with recently," said Dave, Bayley beginning to feel slightly uncomfortable as she watched Dave stare at her.
"I've been on the main roster for three years now," she responded, Dave nodding in agreement.
"Well, I haven't really been around. I'm here tonight, you know, and I watched that killer match you just put on, and I'd love to talk to you more about it…."
Dave continued to approach Bayley, quickly encroaching on her personal space. Bayley sighed, stepping away. "I told you I'm not interested in a ride. Please leave me alone," whispered Bayley, now avoiding eye contact as she became visibly more uncomfortable, something inside of her telling her that she needed to get away.
"What? You're Bayley, right? The huggable one? The loveable one? Isn't that you're thing?" asked Dave, refusing to back down.
"Dave, I'm getting really uncomfortable. Please leave," asked Bayley, staring at her phone, wishing the uber would just appear in front of her. She thought about calling Sasha. Maybe that would deter him from continuing to talk to her.
"What? With me? Why?" he asked, refusing to back down. He stepped closer to her again, Bayley trying to keep calm. Something was not right. He wasn't leaving. Something inside of her was telling her that this was not good. She had to do something.
"I have a phone call to make," she declared, reaching again for her phone. This time though, Dave grabbed it, his facial expression changing nearly instantly.
"What the hell is wrong with you? I offered to give you a ride home. I told you I wanted to get to know you. And all you wanna do is play on your damn phone," stated Dave, his voice booming over her, though he wasn't quite yelling. Bayley could feel her breathing quicken at the thought that she no longer had her phone.
"I just….I just want to get back to my hotel," said Bayley, furthering herself from Dave. "This isn't okay, Dave. Please leave. You're starting to scare me," whispered Bayley, wrapping her arms around her. Where the hell was this Uber? Why had she decided to stay here alone?
"Scare you? Baby, I'm just here to get to know you," he replied, reaching out, touching her arm. Bayley shook her head, swallowing hard. She didn't have her phone. She couldn't call the police. She couldn't call anybody. She was defenseless.
"Dave, I-
"If you tell me you don't want to, I'm just gonna make you, so you might as well give up the kid act and give me what I want," said Dave, interrupting her. He stared at her phone, noticing the screen was still on.
"Oops, looks like I just cancelled your Uber," he replied, smirking. Bayley swallowed hard, hating that she could feel tears pricking at her eyes.
"Please, please just go. I- I won't tell anybody, just give me my phone and go away, please," she begged, turning to run if things went sour. She wasn't sure how far she'd get on foot, but she figured she could at least get to the nearest gas station or something.
"I don't think so, princess. I came here tonight to see the main event live and in action, and I'm not leaving until I see it."
Bayley screamed, forgetting about her phone as she took off running. She felt him grab her from behind, dragging her back towards the arena. She grunted, trying to use her feet to kick him or hit him. He grunted as she managed to connect with his legs, screaming again when he managed to lift her into his arms. He had over 100 pounds on her. His sheer strength was no match for her.
"Please, please, let me go!" she cried, continuing to fight as he shoved her into the car, climbing in after her.
"We could have done this the easy way. You could have had some fun tonight, but apparently you like doing it this way instead," he replied, climbing on top of her, pinning her arms above her head. She tried to move, but their was hardly any room in the backseat of the car and his entire body was currently pinning her down. So she did the only thing she could think to do to fight; she spit on him.
"You bitch," he growled, his fist striking her across her face. Bayley screamed out in pain, trying desperately to get away, but he continued to pin her down, her head smashed up against the door, her arms trapped with just one of his hands.
He quickly unbuttoned his own pants, tossing them off effortlessly. Bayley tried to squirm, tried to reach for the door, anything to get out of this situation, but every effort she made was blocked.
"Please, please, don't do this," she begged, tears now pouring from her eyes as he managed to get her pants off of her. She tried again to kick him, groaning when he he jammed her knee into her stomach, knocking the wind right out of her.
Bayley squeezed her eyes shut as he continued his assault, turning her head away as his lips tried to connect with hers, refusing to do nothing.
"Stop fighting this, or I swear you'll regret it," he growled, licking her neck, breathing heavily.
"No, please, please stop," she begged, refusing to give up. Bayley let out another scream as she felt something strike across her torso, another strike across her now completely exposed breasts.
Bayley felt him shoving himself inside of her, her mind screaming in pain and agony. She closed her eyes again, knowing there was no escape now. She tried to think of something, anything else, wanting to die as he continued to violate her in every humanly way possible.