Disclaimer: I don't own John Cena or any other WWE Superstars used in this story. I own Paige, Sabrina & any other original character that comes into it.

As I said this is my first story so please be kind. However, I can take critism as long as it's serious and not just to make fun of my writing. Thank you in advance for reading this. I hope you all like it.

Paige had been through a lot in her life, but nothing could have prepared her for this. Standing in front of her was a group of guys that had cornered her behind the club that she'd been in. She had listened to her friends when they told her she needed to get out and live a little. They told her it was time for her to have some fun and try to meet someone. She really wished she had not listened and just stayed home. Now standing here, she wonders how this night went from good to bad in such a short time.

Earlier In The Night:

The club her friends had taken her to had been very busy. Apparently there was a wrestling show in town and all the wrestlers had decided to go clubbing afterwards. Her and her friends had found a table in the back near the exit to sit at. After ordering some drinks they decided to pull her onto the dance floor. She had been dancing for quite awhile and needed something to drink. She told her friends she was going back to their table but they could keep dancing. As she was making her way through the crowd she bumped into someone.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I wasn't watching….." The words died on her lips as she looked up into the face of a very angry looking man.

"If you wanted to dance all you had to do was ask sweet thing."

"No, thank you. I'm just trying to get to my table. Excuse me, please." As she started walking by him he grabbed her arm.

"No, I think you're going to dance with me." He said in a voice laced with so much anger it made Paige take a step back. She didn't know what to do - go along with him or make a run for it - she figured if she tried the latter he would catch her without much effort anyway. She decided to go along with it in the hope that her friends would know something was wrong with her.

"Alright, let's dance then." Paige replied with a shaky voice.

Her friends, however, were so busy ogling a few of the wrestlers that they never noticed Paige's discomfort.

John, Mark, Chris, Glenn & Adam had decided to go to a club after the show to wind down a bit. As they were sitting at their table having a few drinks, they noticed the girls on the dance floor who kept looking at them.

"See those girls over there? Maybe we should go ask them to dance?" Chris asked the others.

"Sounds good to me." Replied Glenn.

"Ok, let's go. Umm, wait there's five of us and only three of them, so what do we do?" Adam asked.

"Go ahead guys, John and I will stay here. Besides, they look more your type than ours anyway" responded Mark.

"Ok, if you say so. Let's go." Chris said with enthusiasm.

As the guys made their way over to the girls, John was scanning the crowd wondering if there was anyone here he'd like to get to know. There was one couple who got his attention. The guy was pretty big, like Glenn and the girl was half his size. At first it appeared that they were indeed a couple but as John looked a bit longer it seemed to him that she was looking very uncomfortable. Deciding it was probably just a lovers spat he decided to keep looking over the crowd. Since most of the other people in the club didn't look like his type, he looked back at the couple just in time to see the guy grab her by the arm as she was turning to go. John didn't like the look in the guy's eyes but waited to see if he'd do anything else. If he did then he'd step in and help the young woman.

Paige had danced with this guy for a few songs and just wanted to go back to her table.

"Look, I'd really like to stop dancing now, my feet are sore and I'd really like a drink."

"Well, I'm not done dancing with you yet so you'll just have to wait until I am."

This guy was really starting to get on her nerves but Paige was to scared to say anything. Instead she just removed his hands and started to walk away. She had only gotten a couple of steps away when she felt the painful grip on her arm. Swallowing, she turned around and looked up into the meanest eyes she'd ever seen, even meaner than eyes from her past.

"I told you I wasn't done with you yet. You're not going anywhere, bitch. Now get your ass back here."

Paige was beyond scared, now she was terrified. Her instincts took over and she tried to pry her arm away but that just pissed him off even more. Before she knew what was happening he backhanded her across the face. Paige fell to her knees from the impact of the blow and looked around. Nobody had even noticed something was wrong, if they did no one was going to help her. They probably thought she was here with him. Where in the hell were her friends when she needed them?

She looked around and found them dancing with the wrestlers they'd seen earlier. 'Just great' she thought, 'they're too busy to notice me over here'. She was suddenly jarred out of her thoughts when the man grabbed her arms and raised his hand to hit her again. Paige squeezed her eyes shut waiting for the strike, but it never came. She opened her eyes to find the guy that hit her laying on his back with a busted lip.

She looked over and saw one of the wrestlers who had come in earlier with his fists in a ball, ready to fight. She took this opportunity to take off. She didn't know where she was going but she knew she had to get out of there. Paige found herself going to the back exit, never thinking for a moment how dangerous that decision would be.

So, what will happen? Stay tuned, folks.