A/N;; I actually love Shannon Moore. :P So, this all came to mind.. Hope you like it (: Oh, this was back in the day when SM was on Smackdown & teamed with Jimmy Wang Yang. Rated M for language & violence.

Disclaimer;; I do not own Shannon Moore, he owns himself. I Do not own any of the Superstars/Divas i include in this story, but i do own Aimee.

Against Daddy's Wishes.

"You fucking phathetic little dick sucking whore!"

Aimee screamed again and ran faster through the house as her 'father' chased her, screaming abuses as he tried to reach out and grab her arm, or anything he could get a hold of. She made a run for the stairs.. Big mistake. Her father grabbed her ankles and tugged on them violently, sending Aimee face first into the stairs, trying to grab something, anything, as he dragged her down and onto the floor.

"Your little bitch!" Frank screamed down into her face.

Aimee forced her eyes closed tightly, trying to ignore as her father straddled her waist and unbuttoned her jeans quickly. She tried to move, only causing him to slap her roughly across the side of the face. Aimee kicked out her legs and opened her eyes as Frank tugged down his jeans and forced down her knickers, kicking her legs again before screaming out as she felt his fist come into contact with her ribs.

"P..Please, don't! I'm sorry.. I won't go!" She whimpered desperately, closing her eyes tightly and trying to move again, only to have her arms pinned down and another punch in the gut.

Aimee screamed out in pain as she felt Frank force himself inside of her quickly, pinning her down to the hard floor with his hands. She tried to block out the pain as Frank forced himself in and out of her roughly, biting down on her bottom lip as she felt the tears run down her cheeks.

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Aimee curled up in a ball on the floor half an hour later, watching as her father zipped up his trousers with a smirk before going off to the pub, leaving her to bleed and shake slightly on the floor. Aimee could already feel the bruises form all over her body from where he hit her, pulling on her clothes slowly as tears continued to run down her face from her dark green eyes. Her throat stung from the screaming she done and from all of her crying. She wrapped an arm around her waist tightly before dragging her fingertips through her black and postbox red hair, slowly starting to make her way up the stairs.

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'Its all your fault..' Aimee murmured to herself again and again silently, shoving more of her clothes into duffel bags as quickly as she could. She was going to escape from here, the small thing she called hell.. That's why he raped her again, because she was moving away from him.

It had always been her dream to be in the WWE. She'd trained continuously despite her mother dying of cancer and her fathers regular attacks. She had been phone and Aimee remembered that she couldn't believe anything that she was hearing as she was told that she was asked to join the WWE and tour around the world with the other Divas and Superstars. She had accepted quicker than anything else she had ever done before, she had to escape from Frank. Aimee shuddered before zipping up her bags and forming the best weak smile she could at the moment. She grabbed the airport tickets to the first location she needed to be at, to go over 'legal shit' as she called it, with Mr. McMahon, before she could finally become a Diva..

She pulled her bags onto her shoulders and gasped quietly as she felt a bag come into contact with one of her newest bruises. She looked at her watch and widened her eyes; Frank would be home any minute. She shoved her tickets into her pockets before running down the stairs and out of the door, not bothering to close it behind her. She continued to run before she felt like her lungs where on fire, breathing heavily before looking around as she waited for the next bus to arrive.

"He'll never find me now.. Never." She whispered with a faint grin, wrapping her arms around her waist again as she kept a firm grip on her bags.

This was a new start for Aimee Louise Carrow now. A new start to be any person she wanted to be. Sure, she might come to a point where people would ask about her old life, or her bruises if anyone ever saw them, but she could probably think of a good enough lie..

This was the new start..

"WWE, look out, because here i come.."

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A/N;; Shannon and everyone will be in the next chapter, promise.