Disclaimer: I only own Kaylie. All of the WWE wrestlers own themselves

Summary: Find out what happens when love goes wrong. Will things ever get back on track? Do they even want to?

"How did it come to this?" Kaylie wondered to herself. She had been sitting in her apartment for the past few days trying to figure out how the hell she went from perfect life to have it completely crumble in the matter of 1 day.

Her internal bashing kept on getting interrupted by her damn cell phone. He just couldn't stop calling her. You'd think after 35 unanswered phone calls, he'd get the point. For whatever reason, she decided to answer the phone.

"what do you want jackass?" Kaylie answered her cell phone. 'keep sounding pissed off K, it will make it appear to him that you aren't missing him every second of the day'

"I want my girlfriend back." Was his reply. That, of course, prompted Kaylie to laugh bitterly.

""Don't you mean, your wife? She should be at your house with you and and your children. Tell me Mark, was what we had a joke between the two of you? Were you ever separated from her or did you think it was the quickest way into my pants?"

"We need to talk about this Kay. Please." Hearing him beg and his voice crack at the end of 'please' instantly broke Kaylie's resolve.

"What were my two rules? They weren't hard to forget. They weren't hard to follow."

""Bab..." Kaylie immediately stopped him, "Don't ever call me Baby again you fucker. My rules were simple. Be honest with me, and don't break my heart. I knew what your life was like when we met. I've been around it forever. I've seen my friends get their hearts broken by you fuckin wrestlers. Hell even I've had my heart broken by a wrestler before. I swore to myself that day I would never get to that place again. But stupid me, I thought 'oh hey, he's different from the rest of them.' Boy was i fucking wrong. No Mark, don't call me again. I don't want to hear from you. I don't want to remember

you, I don't want to have to cry myself to sleep every night thinking how you fuckin played me for a fool."

Once Kaylie calmed down, she got up, went into the kitchen, pulled out her Chinese take out menu, ordered enough General Tso's chicken and lo mein to feed a small army, called her friends to let them know she was still alive, she resumed sitting on her couch, looking out her window. "Damn him. Damn him to hell."