Its the way it is Chapter 1: Pretty girl is suffering, a wrestling fanfic

I do not own any of the wrestlers in this story. I do however own Jessa and others that are not known figures with the exception of Erin. Please keep all this in mind as i do not wished to be sued. I also have no affliation with WWE.

To help you understand this a little better, Martin who is Martin Lunde is better known to the wrestling world as Arn Anderson. He along with Flair, Benoit and the other Anderson were part of what is known as the Four Horsemen. I've never met him in my life, though I wouldn't mind. I respect him for what is was and still is to the sport. I have been watching wrestling for that long and I love what he accomplished on screen along with his partners and alone. He along with a few of the newer stars and other older ones are my favorites. I am going to try and stick with their actual names and not the on screen ones so I am sorry if it does get confusing. I hop eyou ilke the story and review with your questions and thoughts. They help me out.

It's the way it is

"I can't take it anymore. Get the hell out of my house now!" the petite brunette screamed.

"Babe, you're not thinking clearly right now. We can work this out."

"Oh the hell we can. I'm done, finished. There is no way in hell that I can take this anymore. What were you thinking? My own SISTER! How could you, you stupid, arrogant son of a…" her sentence was cut of with a sharp smack to the face. It was followed by a few more backhanded smacks bruising her face. She fell to the ground from his force. Hating her own weakness but she was too tired to fight back.

"I told you we can work this out. Why can't you stop overreacting and shut up for once in your life Jessa?" the man stormed around the house, all the time yelling how it was all her fault she wasn't as enticing as her sister. Jessa blocked out most of his words, they weren't anything new to her. She had heard them all her life. "You're too fat Jessa." Then "You know most men don't like a female smarter then they are." It was stupid she knew to even let those words get under her skin, but they always did. She hated being compared to 'Sexy Lexi.'

Crying Jessa made her way to her purse and grabbed her keys from the inside. Not knowing what else to do, she ran from the room and to her truck parked in the drive way. Hopping behind the wheel she started the engine and buckled her seat belt. Backing out of the drive way, she did the only other thing she knew and called her uncle.

"Hello."

"Aunt Erin, is Uncle Martin there?" Jessa asked in between sobs.

"Jessa, what happened?" Her aunt asked.

"I just.. I need to talk to Uncle Martin."

"Hold on sweetie I'll get him." Jessa turned on the highway leading to her uncle's house. She didn't know where else to go and her uncle always seemed to know what to do.

"Jessa, Where are you? Are you okay? You're not hurt are you?" Martin said through the line. He always had a soft spot for his niece. She looked to him as if he hung the stars and the moon in the sky, and he never wanted anything to hurt her.

"He hurt me."

"Who baby?"

"Justin. I can't believe.. I don't want to believe but I seen it."

"Honey where are you?"

"I'm on my way to your house. That's okay right? I don't know where else to go."

"That's fine sweetie. Erin can go up and turn down your bed here and we'll sit down and talk. Do you want me to start you some coffee or coco?" he asked trying to calm her down.

"I'd like that. I love you Uncle Mart. You're always great to me."

"You know I love you too sweetie. How far away are you?"

"I don't think I'm too far away. I'm probably driving faster then I should be."

"Well then slow down. I can't have anything happening to my favorite niece." Martin motioned for his wife to come closer. 'Can you go up and make sure Jessa's room is still in order. She needs somewhere to stay.' His wife nodded her head and walked up the stairs. "Jessa honey, I'm going to let you talk with Erin. She went to make sure your room is comfortable, but I have a few people in the house from a party. I'm going to have to let them know something has come up and we have to cut it short."

"No. Let them stay. I don't want you to change everything for me. I can go upstairs and stay out of the way."

"No it's okay. I'll worry about them in a moment but I don't want you to feel bad about anything. Here's Erin."

He handed his wife the phone and walked back into the other room. He could feel the heat rise up his neck and he was beyond pissed at this point that someone had hurt Jessa. He knew she wasn't given to flights of hysterics like her sister was, and if she said someone hurt her, her knew she wasn't lying. He was having a party at his house for a good friend of his and fellow horsemen; Chris Benoit had just turned 39 so they were having a birthday celebration.

"Guys I have a problem." Martin told the room full of wrestlers. "My niece is on her way here. Apparently someone did something to hurt her so she's coming to my house."

"Which niece Martin?" Chris asked. He had met some of Martin's family throughout the years and he hoped like hell it wasn't Alexis crying wolf to her uncle because someone didn't give her what she wanted.

"Jessa." Was the simple reply.

"Who the hell would hurt Jessa?" came Ric Flairs fast question.

"That's something I would like to know. I swear if someone hurt her, I'm going to kill them." He noticed headlights turning on his drive way and motioned to the guys she was there. He ran from his den out the door to meet Jessa as she practically fell from her truck.

"I'm so sorry to do this to you. If I knew there was this many people here I wouldn't have called you." Jessa said so fast he almost didn't understand her sentence.

"Hey I don't want to hear that. It's mostly people you know too. Come on. Let's get in the house." He motioned and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. He had yet to catch a glimpse of her face which was puffy from both the crying and hits she took. Erin had met them at the door and took Jessa's purse from her. She took note that she had nothing else with her which was a clear indication Jessa had been trying to make a fast escape. Her niece was the most organized person in the world, she never would have forgotten a thing if she was thinking straight. Jessa kept her head buried in her uncle's shirt and he moved to sit on the couch. Most of the people that were there, who didn't know Jessa had begun to clear out, leaving only Chris, Ric and their families along with Vince McMahon and his family including Paul Levesque who had met Jessa numerous times when she came to the shows put on close to the area.

"Jessa, honey look at me. Tell me what happened." Martin said smoothly.

"He hit me. I told him it was over and to get out of my house. He hit me and just kept hitting me." She said looking up. For the first time all the guys got a look at her face and seen the bruising. There were collective gasps from the females and nostrils flaring from the men who looked ready to fight.

"Why did you and Justin get into a fight?" Martin asked. Justin and Jessa had been dating for nearly 4 years and were engaged for the last year.

"He was sleeping with Lexi. I caught them when I went over to Dads. They were in her room and didn't care who was home. I ran out of there as fast as I could, but he seen me in the mirror. I don't think he cared though because he didn't get home until about an hour later, so he must have finished off before he bothered to come to me." She began crying again. "I swear I must be the stupidest female to ever have walked the face of the earth. Every guy who I dated in the past has always wanted her over me. Why didn't I see it coming?"

"Jessa those idiots don't deserve you." Chris stated simply.

"They are fucking nuts not to love you." Ric interjected. Jessa couldn't help but laugh. These men always had her back. They seen her through the hard times before and she knew she could count on them for a laugh when times got bad again.

"Justin didn't like me telling him to leave and that it was over. He freaked out on me. Told me to stop crying and we could 'work it out', I went to call him a few choice names and he hit me and just wouldn't stop until I fell to the floor. I know I should have fought him, I know I could have hurt him just as badly, I mean you all didn't teach me to fight for nothing, but I just couldn't bring myself to hit him back." She finished.

"I'm going to kill that bastard you know that right." Martin stated. "And Alexis is going to get a wake up call. She's gone to far now. My brother has babied her for far too long."

"Leave her alone. She'll hurt herself. There's no reason for anyone to help hurt her. Besides I like seeing people self destruct."

"Well how about you go upstairs and take a shower. We can get you something to take down the swelling and something for the headache you're bound to have. You can wear my t-shirt and sweats to sleep in."

"That sounds good. Thank you. I don't know what I'd do without you or Aunt Erin." She said hugging the older man tightly.

"Hey what are we? Chopped liver?" Ric said.

"No you're the most wonderful non-related uncles a girl could have." She laughed and moved to hug both Ric and Chris. "Happy Birthday. I sent you a card, but since I get to see you might as well say it in person too." She said when hugging Chris. "Thank you sweetie. Get some rest."

Jessa walked from the room and up the stairs moving down the hall to the bedroom she had occupied more then the one in her own home growing up. Her uncle was always more of a father to her then her own since Lexi was born. Alexis was the baby of the family and therefore the automatic favorite, and try as she might, Jessa couldn't hate her. She was plenty pissed off right now, but she didn't believe in really hating anyone. Well strike that sentence, she hated Justin. There was no way in hell she could just say she disliked him. Not after he hit her. She was afraid to look into the mirror in the bathroom so she just turned on the lights in the bedroom and left the bathroom door open to let the little light in. It was enough to see where things were, but she couldn't see her reflection in the mirror. Stripping down to nothing, she turned on the water as hot as she could stand it and stood under the spray.

She began to replay the whole day over in her head. The more she thought about it, the more tears fell from her eyes. She cursed her own stupidity that she didn't see it coming. Then continued to curse herself for showing a weakness over a worthless piece of crap. The tension that was in her shoulders began to loosen up so she moved to wash off and clean her hair. She felt the sting on her face as the soap touched certain areas and knew his watch must have cut her at some point. When she finished, she moved from the shower and wrapped herself in the robe hanging on the back of the door. Her aunt was waiting in the bedroom with clothes for her to sleep in and a cup of hot coco even though it was May. She grabbed the clothes and quickly changed then moved back to the bed and took the mug from her aunt's hands. She moved to sit on the edge with her back to her aunt and smiled when her aunt picked up the brush from the nightstand. It was tradition when she was younger her aunt would bring her coco and brush her hair before she went to bed. Granted being 22 years old now, it seemed a little strange but she took comfort in the fact that her family that counted was there for her making her feel safe.

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(Other side point of view)

Martin couldn't believe the sight before him, Jessa never hid her face from anyone and she was a shivering mess. He was completely pissed off, but he didn't want Jessa to see his rage. It would only frighten her more.

"Jessa, honey look at me. Tell me what happened." He said smoothly.

"He hit me. I told him it was over and to get out of my house. He hit me and just kept hitting me." She said looking up.

"Why did you and Justin get into a fight?" he asked.

"Jessa those idiots don't deserve you." Chris stated simply.

"They are fucking nuts not to love you." Ric interjected. Jessa couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm going to kill that bastard you know that right." he stated. "And Alexis is going to get a wake up call. She's gone to far now. My brother has babied her for far too long."

"Leave her alone. She'll hurt herself. There's no reason for anyone to help hurt her. Besides I like seeing people self destruct." Sometimes Martin hated that his niece was such a kind hearted person. She didn't like to see anyone in pain and she believed there was good in everyone. She wasn't naïve, but she hated that the world was so jaded, in her words. She thought that if she seen the good in everyone, then people could change for the better.

"That sounds good. Thank you. I don't know what I'd do without you or Aunt Erin." She said hugging the older man tightly.

"Hey what are we? Chopped liver?" Ric said.

"I can't believe someone would beat her so badly. I get my hands on that prick and I'm going to kill him. And if she's stupid, I'm just as bad because I thought he was a great guy and he goes and does something like this." Ric said.

"You're telling me. This is Jessa. He must have been hitting her pretty damn hard for her not to fight back. She's got more spine then most females. Either that or him screwing Lexi screwed with her head more then anything." Chris commented.

"Well I know this much," Started Martin. "She has more heart then anyone and right now it's broken in half. That's enough to break down the strongest person in the world. Everyone has always compared her and Alexis. It pisses me off because they are both beautiful. The only difference is, Jessa has a heart and Lexi doesn't. Alexis has got to grow up, but she's never been made to. Being 20 years old and still doing crap like this is inexcusable."

"What are we all going to do? I don't think she should stay around here right now. She needs to get away for awhile." Ric said.

"I agree. But the thing is how do we get her to go away and chill out?" Chris asked.

"Does she have any skills in managing schedules or anything that maybe a P.A. would have to do?" Vince piped in.

"She graduated with a degree in Physical Therapy and Athletic Training."

"Well what if we bring her on the road with you all and have her help as a trainer?"

"You would do that? Give her a job on the road where she could be watched over?"

"Of course. It's the least I can do to help out. I have a daughter to you know and now a granddaughter. I don't know what I'd do if I seen either of them look like Jessa does now."

"Thank you Vince. This means a lot to me. I know I help in the back since I can't wrestle anymore so having her close to me will mean a lot. And having a good reason for having her there makes it easier to get her to leave behind her job here and go on the road for some time."

"I can get a contract faxed to me overnight and get it to you as soon as tomorrow evening. We can go from there. She can follow around on the Raw's schedule with you and Ric, and if she wants to jump around to Smackdown when you help on there to see Chris, we can work it all out."

"That sounds great. I'll have to talk her into it, but I'm sure we can make her see that it's for the best." Martin said.

"Well then I'll be in touch." Vince looked to his family and said they were leaving. He was shocked they had all stayed so quiet and invisible while Jessa was there, but he was grateful nonetheless. He himself had a soft spot for Jessa and would happily hire her on to the team if it meant keeping her away from harm. Chris, Ric and their families had followed suit leaving soon after Vince, both of them saying they'd be back in the morning to help their fellow horsemen convince a headstrong female into taking this job.

Martin sat back down on the couch after they all had left and cried. He didn't know what else to do. He was upset because he had to see Jessa all black and blue, but grateful she trusted him enough to run to his house and not somewhere else. He could remember back when Jessa would laugh and ask him why he wouldn't use his actual name and wrestle under that instead of Arn Anderson, and more questions came from her on how to execute certain moves. She loved the sport so going to school for training had been a no brainer for her. She once told him it was so she could care for him in his old age once wrestling put him down for longer then a three second count. He noticed the weight shifting on the couch next to him and turned to see Erin sitting down with tear tracks on her face.

"She asleep?" he asked.

"Yes. I brushed her hair and helped her get into bed. I think he did more then just bust up her face because she was moving slowly as if her sides hurt her. She has a few cuts around her cheek bones, but I think they should go away within a week. The bruising, I'm not so sure on."

"How could someone be that vicious? Good Lord Erin she doesn't even stand but 5'5. She's so small compared to most men."

"I don't know how he did it on a drop of a dime, but I'm guessing he must be a good actor because I know for a fact that he has been with Lexi for awhile. I heard her bragging to her friends about getting something that would kill Jessa. I had no idea she would do this though."

"Sometimes I wonder if any of them know how wonderful a daughter they raised or how rotten the other one is."

"They don't see it. They look at who gets more attention and has more friends. Lexi has always been blessed with the perfect body that made everyone envious and made her popular. Jessa has the brains and although she fought to get her body into shape she's not the one who was born that way. I think they see that as a failing."

"Yeah, well they're going to see more clearly by the time I'm through. Let's get some sleep. Vince is going to give Jessa a contract to work for the WWE as a trainer so we can get her away from here. She'd be traveling with me, Ric and sometimes if she wants to Chris. I'm just hoping she'll agree easily enough and come on the road."

"You know. I think he broke her enough, she'd do anything to get away."

"I was afraid of that too." Martin muttered shaking his head. He looked in the room to check on Jessa, seen she was sleeping as peacefully as possible and moved to his own room and went to sleep. Tomorrow was going to be a long day.