The One
Disclaimer: I sadly only own Natalie, the other characters are owned by the WWE.
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Summary: Social media – that's how she had to find out that her boyfriend of three years was seeing someone else. This is Natalie's (OC) story – before, during and the perhaps happy ever after.
Natalie
Disappointment. Disgust. Anger. Rage. Sadness. It all went through her system when she logged onto Twitter following all the mentions. The loving look – he – the love of her life, was giving her, the apparent other woman. For three years, Natalie lived, breathed, and ate Jon Good and apparently, those feelings were not mutual. There, on her smart phone screen was the #newestItcouple – Jon and Renee.
How was she going to walk into work tomorrow with a smile on her face and pretend this was not going on in real life? Sure, the role she portrayed to the cameras was your all-American good girl who captured the hearts of wrestling fans near and far with her beauty, her absolute talent and her charisma. She couldn't be that girl – that image was tarnished forever. But, she had to – it was her job. She had to go to Monday Night Raw and face Sasha Banks for the WWE Divas Championship.
The looks she garnered from everywhere – the carefree, loving girl was gone. The new, broken Natalie was here to stay. She walked into the Bryce Jordan Center in State College, PA with her hood up and sunglasses on, despite the dreary weather outside. The fans knew, the wrestlers knew, the Divas knew what their famed Diva had endured in the last 48 hours. She walked in the arena with the stares and she took them – what else could she do? She hadn't talked to Jon in the last 48 hours and she wasn't sure if she was ready. She looked on her phone to see a message from Triple H to meet him in his office when she arrived at the arena. She walked into the Divas locker room to a look of pity – how did this affair go on without anyone telling her or her not finding out? She cried so much over the last 48 hours, she didn't have the strength to talk to anyone; she did pick Sasha out of the crowd of Divas.
"I got to go talk to Trips, and then I'll be back to discuss the match later." Natalie said curtly taking off her sunglasses to only receive a nod from Sasha. The other Divas didn't know how to treat her – what do you say to someone who's had their heart stomped on and who hadn't received any answers?
Natalie walked down the hallway to Triple H's office and on the way, she ran into Colby Lopez, better known to WWE fans as Seth Rollins.
"Hey." Colby said looking Natalie up and down. The good girl with the bright smile was gone, and it was a sad day. "How are you holding up?" Colby and Jon had been almost brothers since breaking into the WWE as the Shield; she couldn't say that she and Colby had always been close so this conversation was a surprise.
"I don't even know what to think. It's all I think about. I can't even concentrate on this match tonight. So many women put their bodies on the line day in and day out for this business and dream of having this opportunity, but I have no interest in being here right now. All I can think about is my flight at midnight to get the fuck away from all this drama." Natalie said, unsure why she was opening up to Colby like this.
"Have you spoken to him?" Colby's answer was quickly answered with a shake of her head, no.
"I don't even know what I would say. It's one of those instances where I have no answers, just so many questions."
"If you ever need to talk," Colby said grabbing her arm and looking into her sad, brown eyes, "I'm here for you."
"Thanks." Natalie half-smiled as she continued her walk down to Triple H's office.
Natalie knocked and Triple H said to enter.
"Hey." Natalie half-smiled at her boss. He was the one who took the time at the Development Center to greatly develop her talent, even more than on the independent circuits. She had him to thank for her career.
"How are you doing?"
"As well as can be expected." Natalie joked. "I don't even know what to think."
"I know this is difficult but as a celebrity, your life is in the public eye."
"I understand."
"I want you and Sasha to have the match tonight and then I'm going to give you two weeks off – just to relax and let your personal life air out."
"Thank you, Paul, I appreciate that." Natalie said standing and shaking his hand. "Is there anything else?"
"Go out there and kick some ass. Pretend Sasha is someone else." Triple H said with a wink.
Natalie walked out of the office and looked into the eyes of someone who had been her whole world – and she wasn't ready; she was looking into the eyes on Jon Good.
"I've been trying to get a hold of you." Jon said looking at her.
"I believe I've seen enough of what I needed to see."
Jon
I walked into the arena – and ultimately, I was the bad guy. Everyone knew what I did and what I'm currently doing, and most importantly, who. I can't tell you why I did it, because I don't even know myself. I had the total package – beauty, brains, kindness, funny, entertaining, loved wrestling and I threw it all away, a year ago – yes, I said a year ago, for a simple fling with Renee Young. Renee was blonde and she had charisma, and there was a fire between her and I – something Natalie and I had in the beginning – and it was easy sex. This sex turned into something more – something neither one of us had expected, or garnered. Now, I had to face the consequences. The story blew up on social media exactly 48 hours ago when a fan had caught me and Renee kissing in what I would deem – a dive restaurant – ones we always went to so we wouldn't get caught, and well, the irony. I didn't know what to say when I turned the corner in the arena and saw the sad, brown eyes that I had fallen in love with so many years ago.