The stares and whispers were seriously getting old, and most nights I laid awake wondering if they were worth working for the company I've loved since I was a child. I was shaken from my thoughts as Team Bella wandered into the hallway I had previously occupied alone, my usual pre-match meditation being interrupted. "She's so weird, she doesn't talk to anyone and the only person she's even attempted a conversation with is John" one of the Bella Twins, Nikki I think if I were to base it on their boobs, whispered to her twin as I walked back and forth stretching for my match against Alicia Fox. "I know, I hope she doesn't actually think someone like him would be with her, I mean look at her arms. Have you seen all the scars that her tattoos cover?" Brie whispered back, I had to grit my teeth from saying anything back as my music started and I walked out to cheers from the fans. The people backstage might not like me, but I sure had a solid fan base which I was grateful for the support. I slipped into the ring and waited for the bell to ring before I locked up with Alicia, easily getting the upper hand, sure she had been around longer than me but I actually knew how to wrestle and wasn't just there to be a pretty face. I hit her with a flying DDT and got the pin letting the referee raise my hand as my music played only for the it to be cut off by The Bella Twins. "That was impressive Taylor, really it was." Brie stated clapping sarcastically as they walked down the ramp the crowd booing them loudly, the dislike for the Twins making me feel slightly better. "You guys can boo us all you want. But cheering for her? If you people had any idea what she was really like you'd be disgraced to know you cheered for her at one point in her pathetic career." Nikki stated as her and Brie stood in front of me with smirks on their faces. "I mean, if the scars weren't enough to make people disgusted, you don't talk ever which is weird" Brie laughed, I paled considerably and tensed as the crowd went insanely quiet. "See I told you, as soon as you realized how pathetic she really is you'd stop cheering for her." Nikki laughed "Why are you even here Taylor? No one backstage likes you, now the fans don't like you. What's the point?" she added crossing her arms with a victorious smirk, I snapped and drop kicked them both in the stomach before jumping to my feet and hitting them both with a leg sweep DDT, not caring when a crunch could be heard from one of their noses.
Rolling from the ring I walked backwards up the ramp, my body shaking with rage and many other emotions that were too jumbled together I couldn't pick each one apart to begin to name them all. The only good thing was the fans started chanting my name even louder than they usually do, I pushed through the curtain and straight past all the superstars and divas that had gathered to watch what happened, ignoring John as he called my name. I didn't even bother getting dressed as I threw my bag over my shoulder and left the arena, not looking back as I hailed a cab and told him the address for the hotel. I forwent the elevator and jogged up the three flights of stairs, tears stinging my eyes as I shakily unlocked my room and slammed the door shut behind me. Ripping off my ring clothes I grabbed sweatpants and a sports bra before I walked into the bathroom, turning the water as hot as I could stand it before I got in, only then did I let the tears fall mixing with the water as they streaked down my cheeks. By the time I finally got out the water was ice cold and my skin was slowly starting to turn a blue-purple color, drying off I pulled on my sweatpants and sports bra before I tossed my hair on top of my head in a messy bun. Staring at myself in the mirror everything the Bella's or other superstars had said about me came whirling into my head the bad outweighing the good in insane proportions. Staring down at the razor on the edge of the sink I bit my lip and shoved myself away heading back into the main room picking up my things as I went and packing them into my suitcases. I was going home, I couldn't handle the negativity backstage anymore and chances are the fans would leave me as well. I was about to call the airport and arrange for a plane ticket to Chicago when there was a knock on my door, thinking it was a mistake I kept googling for the phone number dropping my phone in shock when the door swung open and John stood there with a wild look on his face.
"Thank god" he sighed rushing over and pulling me into his arms as I stood still in shock at his sudden appearance. "John" I whispered finally pushing him away and turning so he couldn't see my face. "What are you doing here" I asked coldly moving across the room to grab a tank top and pull it on before I stepped onto the balcony, his blue eyes following me the entire time. "We were supposed to hang out tonight, when you weren't answering your phone I got worried." He answered stepping closer his hands pressing into my shoulders as he turned me around, his face softening as he took in my tear stained face and trembling lip. "What, did you think I was going to kill myself" I asked trying to be rude but it came out more pathetic and sad. "No, Taylor I know you got past that." He sighed crouching down at my feet so his face was even with my stomach as he looked up at me. "If it helps both twins just got suspended without pay for 30 days. Or more depending on how Vince feels when Stephanie tells him what happened" he whispered his hands sneaking under my tank top to rub at the skin of my stomach. I could feel his fingers going over the several scars I had each time making me flinch away only for him to pull me back. "What are you doing John…you don't want me." I whispered "I'm broken, I'm no good. You deserve some perfect blonde hair, blue eyes bombshell. Not someone who is covered in scars and full of tattoos to hide them" I finally said basically how I felt out loud, I looked at him in shock as he started to laugh, a deep belly laugh his eyes twinkling brightly as he looked up at me.
"Baby Girl, I love you for you. I wouldn't have made Randy come with me to get this if I didn't" he shrugged pulling his shirt off and tossing it behind him before he pulled his boxers and shorts down just far enough to see my signature tattooed perfectly on the left side of his pelvis. "John" I whispered reaching out to brush my fingers over the script as more tears slipped down my face. "Taylor? Oh god, you hate it. I'm so sorry I should have asked first" he was rambling now as his hand ran over his head, for once not wearing a hat. I didn't know how to shut him up except for pressing my lips to his and conveying everything with actions as opposed to words, it was what I am best at. I locked my hands together behind his head squeaking loudly when he crouched and hoisted me up, my legs wrapping around his waist so I didn't fall even though I knew he was strong enough to hold me. "Johnny" I whimpered pulling away to catch my breath as he walked us inside shutting the door with one hand as the other supported my butt "Yeah Baby?" he returned when I didn't continued his blue eyes sparkling as he looked at me "Love me" I whispered dragging my fingers against the back of his neck, my eyes dropping and focusing on the small scar from his shoulder surgery. "Anything for you" he whispered tilting my head back up and pressing our lips together as he sat me on the bed and pulled my shirt off tossing it on top of his before he was leaning over me pressing kisses and bites anywhere he could as his hands shimmied my sweatpants and underwear down my legs and off, my sports bra following right behind. With shaky hands I started to work on his belt pushing his jeans and boxers down as soon as I got the contraption open, giggling as he kicked it off much like a dog shaking it's leg after peeing. "I love that sound, let's see what other sounds you make" he smirked dipping his head to kiss my lips before he was sliding down my body, whimpers and purrs leaving my mouth as he worked.
"You don't need fixing Shorty, you need loving and if you'll let me, I want to give you that" he whispered running his hand through my hair as my head laid on his chest, the sheet pulled up to our waists the only blankets that stayed on the bed during the last 2 hours. "I'd like that, I can't promise it will be easy but with you I'm willing to try" I returned tilting my head up so I could see his smiling face, my own smile slipping onto my lips as he pressed a kiss to my forehead. I squealed as he quickly and easily flipped us over so he was braced above me a dark grin on his face as he nuzzled my neck, a giggle leaving my lips. "You ready for round" he paused and sat back up thinking briefly before he shrugged "round whatever it is" he smirked before he pressed our lips together and started all over again.