A/N ok so here is a new one, i thought i'd start to post this...please review! thanks!
CHAPTER 1
Her body shivered and her eyes drooped, the rain on her skin was like needles jabbing relentlessly and leaving behind clear scars. She sat against the wall a sad look upon her face and her soaked clothes wrapped around her body. Hours earlier she had a home and a loving boyfriend and now she had nothing but the clothes on her back and the small amount of cash in her bag that couldn't even buy her a meal.
She shivered as the rain continued to pour, harder and harder.
"Ass hole, first he cheats and then kicks me out of the house" she muttered, the alley next to the large sports arena had been the only place for her to hide, and stay out of sight of the people lurking around the streets.
She watched as the people left the arena with smiles and growled angrily, they all had money, homes the love of someone. All she had was ripped away by a bimbo blonde who gave Caleb everything he wanted, a whore off the street who was interested in the money and pleasing his sexual desires. What Caleb hadn't known was he threw out the woman carrying his child, his heir to the business; she knew and was going to tell him, but found him doing the blonde bimbo on the couch in the living room. She screamed and threw things before Caleb picked her up and threw her and her handbag out the door.
"Your useless and worthless Andrea" he had yelled as he shut the door.
She had picked herself up off the floor and walked down the streets until night fell and landed her in the alley she sat in at the present. She wiped what she thought were tears, but with the rain she was unsure. She knew she felt pain, anger and hate towards Caleb, but she felt sadness for her unborn baby.
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Cars drove from her sight and people talked avidly about the show they had seen, Andrea stood from her spot on the ground and slipped into the arena quietly, she hid from the women walking to the door and ducked into a small room, nothing and no one was in it so she looked around, her eyes fell on the shower in the bathroom and she shed her clothes, the hot water felt like heaven on her skin and she sighed with relief, wrapping herself in a towel she walked out and hung her wet clothes on the edge of the small table and lay back on the soft couch.
She felt her eyes shut and sleep take over, for a little while she slept uninterrupted no dreams and nothing to yell at her for being useless and worthless, but the peace didn't last long. A loud voice boomed and she sat up startled, her eyes focused and she stared wide eyed at the man before her, he had auburn hair, built and had a trimmed beard/mustache. She knew who he was, she had watched wrestling before and she had been a massive fan of him and followed his whole career until her life went down the toilet a month before.
"What the hell are you doing?" he snapped, Andrea sat up straight and stared at him
"Sleeping, what did it look like?" she replied pulling the towel tighter around her
"The arena's shut lady, get dressed and skedaddle!" he ordered
Andrea slid into her clothes as quickly and modestly as she could before dumping the towel on the couch, she left the room quickly with a sigh. Sliding out the door she sat down outside the door and let the rain once again hit her skin, she was now fully awake and aware of her surroundings, this was her new life sleeping out side the sports arena and hoping that the weather would be better than it was currently.
Laying down she prayed that her baby would survive another rough night and that she too would stay alive, she had no choice but to tough it out. Her family had disowned her when she left home at 19, 5 years later her parents died in a car crash, so at 24 she had no living relatives and no life.
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Mark stepped out the arena door, his mind lingering on the woman who had been in the dressing room, her long fiery hair was wet and disheveled, her Green eyes screamed pain and anger, her light skin looked like she hadn't seen sun in months and she was thin apart from the pot belly that protruded through her top.
He wondered why and how she had gotten into the arena so late and why she was sleeping on a couch as though it was the best thing in her world. Looking around for his truck he noticed a figure lying beside the door and noticed the familiar fiery hair, it was the woman from the dressing room; he cursed out loud and walked over.
"Hey lady wake up" he pushed her arm and she stirred
"You got a habit of waking people who are sleeping?" she asked sitting up and glaring at him, he was getting wet and returning her glare
"You got a habit of doing things illegal and sleeping on the ground?" he retorted
"As a matter of fact, that was the first illegal thing and yes I have a habit of sleeping on the ground it's my life" she snapped, Mark's eye's grew wide and he yanked her off the ground, he noticed as her free hand clung to her belly and furrowed his brow, what the hell was a woman doing sleeping on the ground in the rain for?
"I'm Mark" he introduced himself and let her arm go
"I know, I followed your career until a month ago, I'm Andrea" she replied her hands clutched her belly still and she prayed he didn't notice
"Come on" he started to his truck and she watched him walk off
"I said come one lady" she walked slowly behind him and climbed into the massive truck, he was a man with a temper that was for sure but she had a feeling he was going to be a major part of her life from now on.
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