This story is a request from RKOsgirl92. Thanks for the idea. I hope you like how this story comes out.

Co-written by RatedrKjErIcHo and RKOsgirl92. Hope you like it.

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Jamie stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself. He'd done it again. He'd sworn that he wouldn't and he had. She put her hands to her eye and winced as her fingers came into contact with the purplish black flesh. She wasn't sure how she'd managed to get away from him but somehow, after he'd turned over the furniture in the bedroom, she'd managed to crawl into the bathroom and locker herself in. She held onto the sink wishing she was small enough to fit down the drain and escape. But she knew she wasn't. The sound of his voice made her jump. Her whole body started to tremble and before she could react, the bathroom door splintered open and he stood there in front of her. And he was angry.

"Didn't you hear me fucking calling for you?" He yelled at her as he walked forward and tangled his fingers in her hair. Silent tears formed in her eyes and she tried with all her might to fight them back. He was much rougher on her when she cried. His hand felt like concrete as it collided with the side of her face sending her reeling. She fell to the floor, waves of white hot pain shooting through her. Tiny droplets of blood dotted the white tile floor and he pulled her around to face him.

"Chris, whatever I did or didn't do, I am so sorry. It will never happen again." She whispered. She could feel his breath on her skin. The smile that appeared on his face was like nothing she had ever seen before. It was calm, almost genuine. His eyes were burning with anger, almost sinister. She winced again as she felt his hand slide between her thighs. She knew where this was headed. This wasn't the first time he had done this to her either.

He bent his head down and pressed his lips against hers, biting her lip when she didn't kiss him back right away. She whimpered as her mouth filled with the metallic taste of her own blood. He grabbed her by her arms and pulled her up, throwing her onto the basin of the sink. The back of her head made contact with the medicine cabinet and the glass cracked a little. He had his own pants undone and was inside of her before she even realized it.

"Chris…pl…please." She tried to reason with him. One of his hands went around her throat in an attempt to silence her. She clawed at his hand trying to pry it away so that she could breathe. "I…won't fight." That seemed to placate him a little and he removed his hand from her throat. He grabbed a hold of her hips and forced himself deeper and deeper inside of her. She laid there quietly until his was done. She could feel his forehead resting on her collarbone and she instinctively ran her fingers through his hair. He looked up at her and for a moment, she thought she saw shades of the man he used to be. But she was wrong. He pulled her up off the sink and turned her around so that her back was pressed up against his chest. He grabbed a handful of her hair and wrapped his arm around her waist holding her to him. She gulped a little as she looked at her reflection in the cracked mirror. She knew what that was like. To have the very core of who you are shattered into pieces so that you are barely recognizable.

"When will you ever learn Jamie? You belong to me. No one else can ever have you. And if you would quit being so damn stupid and just do things the way I want you to, you wouldn't make me have to hit you." He said his voice full of venom. "But I think you need more training in order to get my point across." All of the sudden, he grabbed a handful of her hair and shoved her face forward into the glass of the mirror. Blood dripped down her face and pooled into the sink covering the silvery shards of glass. She heard his footsteps walking out of the bathroom and held onto the sink before she fell into the floor again. Jamie didn't remember anything after that. There was nothing but blackness.

She sat up in a cold sweat and brushed her dark hair away from her face. She couldn't help the tears that ran down her cheeks or the sobs that escaped her throat. It took her a minute to realize that she was safe. That she was in John and Melody's house and in a few hours, the house would be filled with people. She was safe. He couldn't hurt her anymore.

She pulled herself out of bed and walked into the bathroom. She turned on the sink and splashed some cold water on her face. She looked at herself in the mirror and sighed. The physical scars had healed, but the emotional ones where still very much open. For two long years, she had been Chris' punching bag. It was going to take a lot more than six months of freedom to change that. A soft knock on the bedroom door caused her to come out of the bathroom and freeze. She felt the old familiar fear rising in her again but she forced it down and made herself walk to answer it. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her brother standing on the other side.

"Are you okay, Jame?" John Cena asked his younger sister. She had come to stay with him and his wife for a little while. He thought it was for the best while she recovered from her injuries. He hated Chris for he did to her. But he also blamed himself for not being able to protect her or see what was going on.

"Yeah, just a dream." She replied with a fake smile.

"Jame, you know you can talk to me, right?" He walked in and sat down on the bed.

"I know, but it was just dream that's all."

"Alright. So are you sure you're up for the party? Mel and I would understand if you would prefer to not be here." It had been six months since everything but he didn't want her to overdo it.

"Of course, I'm up for it. You and Mel are celebrating your anniversary. I wouldn't miss it." She walked over and sat beside him. "John, you are my brother and I love you. But I'm okay. I'm getting better. This day is about you and Mel. You guys are celebrating being married for four years. That's an accomplishment in this day.

"Yeah I guess it is." He laughed. He placed an arm around his sister's shoulder. "Jamie, everything will be okay. You're safe here."

"I know. Now, I need to get dressed. So, go see your wife and wish her a happy anniversary."

John nodded and walked out of the room letting out a deep breath. The nightmares were getting fewer and fewer but she was still having them. He didn't know if his sister would ever recover. And it was all his fault. He was the one who had introduced her to Chris Irvine in the first place. He was the one who couldn't see the signs that were right in front of him. He was the one who promised he would always protect her and he hadn't. He'd let her down. He smiled and turned when he felt a pair of arms snake around his waist. He leaned down kissing his wife Melody on the lips.

"How is she doing today?"

"She's as okay as can be expected I guess. I just…"

"Stop right there John. This wasn't your fault. Didn't Dr. Garman tell you to stop blaming yourself? Chances are even if you had known what was going on, you wouldn't have been able to stop him. You already put him in the hospital."

"And I would have done a hell of a lot more than that if Mike hadn't shown up when he did. That son of a bitch owes his life to Mike Mizanin." John said.

"Speaking of Mike, I talked to Nicole today. I invited her and Mike to the party."

"Why would you do that?" John asked.

"Nikki is my friend. I am not going to hold what her brother did to your sister against her. And neither should you. That would be like you hating me for being related to Batista."

"You are much too pretty to be related to that troll." Melody smacked him and he laughed. "Alright, I get what you're saying. I will give her a chance. For your sake. But you need to tell Jamie that they are coming. I don't want this to be a surprise to her."

"Alright I will. But there will be so many different people here, I doubt that she will see them." Melody kissed him again and knocked on the door to her sister in law's room. John sighed. He was going to support his wife in her decision. He just hoped that the whole thing didn't blow up in her face. He knew how fragile his sister was and he hoped that seeing Nicole again wouldn't derail all the progress she had made.

"Hey, Mel, happy anniversary." Jamie said when she saw her sister-in-law.

"Thanks, Jamie." Melody smiled. "I wanted to talk to you about something."

"Okay, what?"

"I talked to Nikki earlier and I invited her and Mike to the party tonight. I hope you're okay with that."

Jamie sighed. She never really blamed Nikki for what Chris did but she wasn't sure she wanted to see her. She looked at her sister-in-law. This party was for her and John and people they wanted there should be there.

"It's fine Melody. I know Nikki is your friend."

"Jamie, I don't want to make you uncomfortable. Nikki knows you will be here and she said that she and Mike would keep their distance from you."

"Thanks for that. So, did John give you your gift yet?" Jamie said changing the subject.

"No. I guess he is waiting." Melody laughed before turning serious again. "Jamie, I love you and I want you to get better. I hope you are okay with everything tonight."

"Mel, don't worry. This party is for you and John. It should be all you want."

"Thanks." Melody hugged her. "So, are you going to help me with the party?"

"Yeah."

"Good, see you downstairs." Melody left and headed downstairs.

After Melody left, Jamie sighed. She wasn't' really looking forward to seeing Nikki. She hadn't really talked to her since she left Chris but she was certain that Nikki blamed her for everything.

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