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"Oh my God! Have you seen it yet?" Alexa exclaims, running up to me.

"Seen what?" I question, looking up from my phone.

Alexa takes my phone from me to pull something up. I just stare at her, trying to not laugh. She looks a little crazy right now, though I guess I do too. We're spending the day out, doing different girly things like getting out shopping, getting our nails done, hair done, all that fun stuff. Nia was supposed to come with us, but she had a last minute media thing to go to so it's just Alexa and I. Currently we are in the hair salon getting our hair touched up and with the aluminum foil in Alexa's hair and the look of intense concentration on her face, she looks a little crazy.

"Here! Look!"

She shoves the phone in my face and my eyes roam over the screen, trying to figure out what I'm supposed to be seeing. But then I see it, right there in black and white,

"Breaking! WWE's Superstars Cesaro and Delia are dating!"

"What the fuck!" I nearly scream taking the phone from Alexa, to read the bullshit article.

It is on one of those horrible gossip sites that loves to spread rumors without any real validation to them. I read through the article they are claiming that multiple sources has seen Cesaro and I together on multiple occasions.

"What sources? And what multiple occasions? Yeah, Cesaro and I are friends, but it is not like we spend that much together!

I scroll though the pictures that they have attached to the article and scoff,

"This is utter bullshit! Most of these pictures have been edited to crop out other people! They took these during times we were out in groups! How the hell are they going to claim that Cesaro and I are dating with this piss poor excuse of proof?"

Alexa gives me a worried look,

"But Lia, you have to admit it does look pretty damning to those who don't know that these were taken while we were out in a group. I can vouch for you a little bit, but even I have to question the validity of these a little. Think about how it looks to those who weren't there."

Her voice trails off and I suddenly see what she is trying to say. I close my eyes and let out a sigh,

"You mean like my boyfriend who was in Japan and Singapore for two weeks when these were taken?"

She slowly nods her head, "Yeah, you might want to tell him before he sees the article. Or reads twitter."

I let out a groan, letting my head fall. Of course this will be all over Twitter, and all of the fans girls who already hated the idea of Finn and I together will jump all over this to point out they were right and start spreading horrible rumors. And then there are the fans who were actually supportive, they are probably going to turn on me so quick; it'll feel like getting run over by the Flash, won't know what hit me.

I try and call Finn, but it just rings until I'm sent to the voice mail. I keep trying, leaving him messages to call me. Even texting him, but I get no response. By the time we are ready to leave the salon, I'm feeling anxious on top of pissed off.

"Maybe he is just busy at the gym. He'll call you back when he can. Don't panic Lia." Alexa shrugs like it is no big deal.

"Don't panic?! You're the one who told me I needed to tell him before he can get the wrong idea because the photos looked damning!"

"Sorry… don't bite my head off because you got caught with another man cheating on your amazing boyfriend." she sneers.

"I didn't cheat on Finn!" I shout, pissed that she would even accuse me of such a thing.

I shoot her a glare, ready to slap the blonde off her head. Without another word, I grab my stuff and storm away. Alexa was there, along with plenty of other people. Surely they have to believe there is nothing going on between Cesaro and I. Right?

God this is such a shit show. Who the fuck even took those pictures? Why? What would they possible have to gain from this?

I get home, well, it is actually Finn's apartment; I just basically live with him now. I make myself comfortable on the sofa and try once again to get in touch with Finn, but still come up with nothing. Only different now is that all my calls immediately sent to voice mail. That means he is screening my calls, avoiding me on purpose.

Anyone else I try to call to find Finn seems to be blowing me off as well. I can't even reach Cesaro, which isn't a surprise since I don't have his number saved in my phone. There is no way they actually believe that article. I would never cheat on Finn; that article is completely bogus. Maybe I should say something… yeah, that seems like a good idea.

Pulling up Twitter and linking the article I make my comment,

"This is complete lies and bullshit! How can you make something like this up with no validation? All of those photos were edited to take out other WWE superstars as we were all out as a group. You are not reporting news; you are just trying to ruin relationships! How pathetic your lives must be! #falsenews #bunchofliars #pathetic."

As soon as I hit post I get a sudden influx of likes, reblogs, and comments both positive and negative. I don't bother to read them because I know if I do, they will just make me even more upset. But hopefully Finn will see this and call me. Or even better, he will come home and we can talk this out.

Hours pass and there is still not a word from Finn, he honestly has me worried. Finn is never out this late, I hope he is alright.

At a bar across town, Finn is sitting with Bayley and Sheamus in a bar, chugging down his beer.

"Finn, ya can't actually take this seriously Fella. I was there," Sheamus tries to reason, "Delia and Cesaro weren't together. Not alone at least, it was a group of us together."

"Yeah, but you got to admit they looked pretty cozy together. I see them laughing and talking in backstage a lot." Bayley adds.

"Bayley!" Sheamus hisses, "Really? You know as well as I do ders nothing going on between the two of dem. Der is nothing wrong with a man and a woman just being friends! Fella, ya got to listen ta me, Cesaro has his own girlfriend. He is just friends with Delia, and even if he didn't have a girl, he'd neva make a move on another man's girl."

Finn just shakes his head and takes another gulp of beer. Sheamus lets out a sigh,

"Just talk to her. And don't let others put thoughts in your head."

He shoots Bayley a glare before standing up and walking over to the bar. Bayley waits for him to leave before shooting closer to Finn. She lightly touches his arm,

"I know it doesn't help much, but I'm here for you no matter what you do. I'm on your side of this, and I'm not going to try and get you to do anything you don't want to."

It is nearly three in the morning when Finn finally arrives back to his place. He is slightly drunk, just enough to have that liquid courage. He stumbles through the front door, slamming the door hard enough the picture Delia had hung up falls off the wall and the glass frame shatters.

I jolt awake at the sound of the door slamming and something breaking. I had fallen asleep on the sofa waiting for Finn to come home. I look over and find him standing there, panting, and glaring at me.

"Oh thank God your home! I've been trying to call you all day."

He snarls at me, "What, ta dump me ta go be wit 'Saro?" his words slur.

"What?" I gasp, "no, of course not! There is nothing going on between me and Cesaro. We only started being friends because you are friends with him!"

I try to explain to him, but I feel like that was the wrong thing to say.

"Oh! So I'm da one got ya together, you were only wit me ta get with him! Dat it?"

"NO! Finn, you know that's not true!"

I step closer to him and get an overwhelming smell of alcohol.

"You've been drinking? Alright, you need to go to bed and we will talk about this tomorrow."

I try to take him by the arm and help him to the bedroom, only for Finn to jerk away from me,

"Dun touch me bitch! Bayley was right about yew! Yer just a liar and a cheater… Usin' me. And I fell fer it. Get out, I'm done with you and yer lies!"

"I'm not lying to you Finn! Please, this is the alcohol. If you would just sleep this off and talk to me with your sober, I can explain everything." I beg him to listen to me.

Tears fill my eyes hearing him claim I'm a liar and a cheater and to know that Bayley was also one to put these thoughts in his head.

"I don't know what Bayley told you, but it's not true! If you were sober and would listen to me, I can prove that all of this is a misunderstanding!"

Finn storms at me, causing me to let out a small scream and shrink back in fear. He pins me against the wall, his hands resting on each side of my head as he glares down at me,

"Don't try and turn dis around on Bayley. She's not the whore here, she not the one lyin' ta me and sleepin with other men. You are!"

"Finn…" I whimper, my bottom lip wobbling as tears start to fall. "Please don't hurt me like this."

He can't actually mean this. It has to be the alcohol talking.

"Hurt you! Yer da one cheatin' on me and I'm hurtin' you! Yer unbelievable! Ya just can't come clean and say yer cheatin' with 'Saro! Get out! Ya need to leave."

"Finn, please!"

I reach out to him, but her jerks away so fast he nearly crashes into the other wall. It's like the mere thought of my touch burns him.

"Leave Delia… I want ya gone by the time I'm out of de shower."

Finn storms away from me, slamming the bathroom door behind him.

I choke out a sob, not wanting to believe that this is actually happening. Why won't he just listen to me? Why does he believe a bullshit gossip site and lies that others are telling him?

I just need to get him to listen to me once he is sober and we can work this out. Get Cesaro to talk to him too, and the others who were with us that day. We can get this all figured out, and it will be alright.

I gather a few things in a duffel bag, going to back to my place for the night and give Finn a chance to calm down and sleep off all the alcohol he has consumed. We can talk tomorrow and move past the cluster fuck.

Only, that's not what happens. I try calling Finn but get no answer, not even through texts will he respond. Even at work, he finds ways to avoid me. If I even glance at him, he is turning the other way, practically running away from me. With Bayley glued to his side. It hurts, it really does.

The only good thing to come from this is Cesaro have talked and got things fixed with his girlfriend. He has tried to speak to Finn for me, but said that Finn is ignoring him to unless they are forced to be in the ring together. And then Finn is not pulling his punches, he is actually trying to hurt Cesaro, all because of a lying article and his pride keeping him from hearing me out. Bayley whispering lies in his ear isn't helping either.

Once night after a house show, I am in my hotel room and decide to try one last time to call Finn. If he doesn't answer this time, then is it over for good and I'm done trying. As much as it hurts, I can't keep doing this to myself.

The phone starts to ring and after the third ring, I hear him pick up. Only, it's not Finn who speaks.

"Don't call this number ever again. He's done with you, you lying whore. You just couldn't see how great you had it with Finn could you. Your loss because he's mine now. Now fuck off and leave us alone… Oh and if you want your stuff back, I'll leave it out by the front door for you to come pick up. I took the liberty to pack it for you so poor Finn wouldn't have to suffer seeing your trash anymore. Good-bye Delia."

Bayley hangs up the phone and I am left with her words echoing in my ears; tears spilling over my cheeks. Finn has already moved on, and he never even gave me a chance to explain… It's really over. All because of a stupid misunderstand and a lying tabloid.