Chapter 1
Maybe it was a stupid idea. Maybe I really thought that I would never get a reply. It was a simple innocent tweet on twitter that I thought would never amount to anything. Until he followed me and started to direct message me. Should I start at the beginning? Explain what is going on and where I am now. It has gotten completely out of hand and up until last night this was a really horrible experience for me. I've had to start writing things down to keep a record of everything that has happened because at times it is hard for me to believe too.
I'll start at the beginning. So there I was lying in my bed looking at my laptop screen in front of me. I was always up to date on any of the latest news when it came to wrestling and today had been no different. The Nexus was the latest faction in WWE and made up of all the season one rookies of NXT, well minus Brian Danielson but that is another story that has nothing to do with this. Anyway, you all know the background story; you must be fans of them if you are reading this. Everything is all fine and dandy than boom Wade Barrett's working visa to work in the US is expired and he has to go back home.
I had seen him up close when I had gone to RAW the previous week and he was a very nice looking guy. The Nexus was nothing without Wade Barrett and I heard that the WWE were making all of the Nexus guys stay in character all time. That explained the lack of tweets from the season one rookies. Thinking he would never see it I tweeted at him, I said, "I know how to get you back into the country. Marry me." A half hour later he was following me and I had a direct message from him that read, "Would you really be willing to marry someone you don't know and say you are in love with them?"
Looking back now at this time I realized that I was extremely calm because I never thought that it would actually happen and innocently I replied back. "If it would get you back into the WWE where you belong I would say what I needed to say." After an hour there was no reply back so I just brushed it off my shoulders and went about what ever I had been doing previously. By time the two hour mark had hit I had another direct message from the leader of The Nexus. It read, "Is there anyway that I can have your mobile number? I'd like to chat with you."
At this point I began to freak out because I had to give him my number. I am not the type person that says that I will do something and not follow through on it. Taking a few deep breaths I sent my cell phone number to him and within a few minutes my cell phone was ringing. As I answered the phone I was trembling and my voice was really shaky as I said hello. To be completely honest he had me at hello with his british accent. He could have told me that the world was ending and at that moment none of that would have mattered to me at all.
Of course at that time I didn't want to believe that he was just being nice to me because he wanted something but that was how it was. After I had sent him my initial tweet, he had called WWE and ran it by them. WWE decided that it was a fantastic idea and started coming up with ideas to make our whole relationship believable. The only thing we really needed was pictures and Wade told me that WWE wanted to fly me to England so that they could set it all up. Plus me going to him made it look like I was going to be with him. I wrote down everything I needed to do and the next day I went to WWE headquarters in Stamford, asked for who I was suppose to ask for and presented them with my passport and id.
They explained to me how everything would be. How once we came back to the US and got married that I would travel with them. I would also sign a prenup so that Wade didn't have to share his money with me but WWE offered me a weekly stipend so that I would continue with the charade. In all reality I had no problem with it if I was going to be acting out a part than I believe that I should be paid to be what I am not. Two days later my flight left from JFK airport in New York and when I arrived Wade picked me up that airport.
I had to get use to calling him Stu if I was going to convince everyone that he and I were together but he lost interest in me quickly as we drove back to his flat. He really was only out to use me and what he didn't realize was that I didn't care. I just thought that I would never get hurt that I would never care about him because I had categorized him that way. As usual though I was dead wrong.
After two days, he only spoke to me when he found out something that was going on or something that we needed to do. We posed for pictures in different outfits and in different places. As I went to go to bed at the end of the second day he stopped me and he looked into my eyes for the first time since I had arrived and he said thank you and added that it meant a lot to him. I brushed him off saying I would do it for anyone but he insisted that no one else would have done it for him and that was when he kissed me. When he kissed me my stomach did one of those super flips. When he pulled away he smiled down at me and told me it was a practice kiss for when we would need to do it in front of people. I watched him walk away than went to bed like a giddy little school girl realizing I had a super crush on my soon to be husband and laid awake for hours thinking about him.
About a week later we got word from WWE that our flights were booked and were to fly back to the US the next day. When we arrived back at JFK a limo was waiting for us and it drove us to the WWE headquarters in Stamford. We even went and took some more pictures together. WWE got all of our paperwork together for the wedding and the next morning it was announced on . The internet went crazy with the news. I picked up hundreds of followers on twitter and lucky for me had remembered to delete that initial tweet to Stu.
The wedding was about six weeks after we had come back from England. For a fake wedding it was beautiful. Everything was perfect and I almost wanted to believe it was real. The night after the wedding we drove to Florida with a few of the Nexus; Justin Gabriel, Heath Slater and Skip Sheffield. The guys were instant friends with me but surprisingly, Heath and I got along the best which was funny in it itself because one of my friends and I use to make fun of him all the time.
After a couple of days in Florida I began to meet the real Stuart Barrett. He was all about himself and had plenty of girls that he called to come over or brought home wit him. I was thankful that I had my own separate room from his and spent a lot of time there. A lot of the time when I would be lying there wide awake on my laptop on twitter, Heath would knock on my door and he'd come in to chill. Sometimes he fell asleep there and sometimes he left. The few times he actually fell asleep there I never heard the end of it from Stu.
A lot of the time I let him talk but it got to the point where I had had enough and I was done with him not being nice to me. So, as he stood their yelling in my face about Heath, I yelled back. For a few seconds he was completely flabbergasted about it, once he recovered that was when he hit me. He hit me so hard that I fell onto my back and immediately felt my eye swelling. For a second I saw a flash of regret in his eyes but he hid it and quickly walked away, leaving me there in my tears and frustration.
