Against All Odds

Chapter 1

Something New

She was up late, again, in their hotel room, sitting on the bed next him. His arm was snaked around her waist as he slept. He looked so peaceful right now. Like he could never hurt a fly. She couldn't understand how he could turn into such a monster. She was looking at her new bruise, forming on her arm, that she received from him early that day.

-Flashback-

"Damn it Kelly! Can you do anything right?" His voice hissed at her.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." Kelly cried. Kelly had messed up again according to him. She was late picking him, and came with the wrong food. He tightly grabbed her by the arm.

"What is this crap?" He gestured towards the bag of food on the counter.

"Dinner." Kelly replied wishing she hadn't messed up, again.

"No this is crap," She shielded herself as he threw her to the floor. Then picking up the food and throwing it at her.

"First you pick me up late, then bring me nothing to eat, what good are you? No one could ever love you. Just remember I'm the best thing you have in this world." He said in disgust as he left the hotel room. Kelly sat there crying for the next hour, rubbing her arm where he gripped her tightly.

-End of Flashback-

'Nothing a little makeup could cover' she thought to herself. She knew she should get some sleep, being she needed to get up early for the show. But, all she could do is wounder why this man who "supposedly loves her" could beat her every night. Things had started off so right, and now it felt as if she were in her own personal hell. Quietly she returned to laying down in the bed wishing she could wake up from this nightmare.

BEEP...BEEP...BE-

Kelly hit the alarm before it woke Miz. Though it would have mattered because he was already gone. This was usual for her, to wake up alone. Kelly got up sore. 'Its a good thing I wrestle, because it would be hard explaining where I get these bruises from' she thought. There was no way she could ever tell anyone that Mike beat her. He could kill her, literally, emotionally, and publicly. Kelly turned on the shower and striped down. She looked at the girl in the mirror. Her body was beaten and bruised. It cried for help, but there was no one there to help. Three new bruises had appeared this week. 'No one could ever love me. Look at me I'm pathetic' Kelly's once always positive outlook on life had faded into something so fake she didn't even know. She was lost. Kelly shook her head and got into the shower. As the warm water hit her body, she shivered at the tenderness of her skin. After ten minuets she got out and dressed her self in a short sleeved shirt, jeans, and a long sleeved sweater. Making sure she hid any trace of a bruise.

Kelly checked out of the hotel and peeked outside. A dozen of screaming fans were out there waiting for the next star to appear in hopes of getting an autograph. Mike had left her without a rental car, again. She sighed and looked around for a fellow diva to ride with to the arena. With Kelly's luck there was no one there. She pulled out her cell phone about to dial a rental car service.

"Hey you need a ride" Kelly jumped, being startled by the soft deep voice. She turned and looked into the the superstars deep brown eyes.

Quickly she looked down at her shoes and replied, "Yeah, do you mind?" Then looking up at him again.

"No not at all" He smiled and gestured towards his rental car. For some reason his smile made her stomach float with butterflies. Its been a long time since she felt butterflies. Kelly followed him to his car, and was surprised that it wasn't flashy like he always seemed to be.

"Here let me help you with you bags." He grabbed her belongings and put them in the trunk along with his, as she got in the car. 'Why is he being so nice?' Kelly thought as he got in. The car ride there was peaceful. With Mike there was always yelling and fighting, but with him it was different, it was nice. This was something Kelly wasn't used to, but couldn't help loving the feeling. She still didn't get why he was being so nice to her. The ride fell silent. What could she have said. He respected her silence and continued to drive. She shook it off as they arrived at the arena.