I gave a small sigh as I flipped another page on my book waiting for my match to be called, after the last few weeks of having Pete, Trent and Tyler to chat with while I stretched, the loss of the Englishmen made the evening go by very slowly. I was just about to flip another page in my book when my phone started to ring with Love is Blindness letting me know that it was Pete calling. "Hey Bruiser" I greeted softly fighting the smile that wanted to stretch across my face at hearing his voice "Hello Snowflake" he returned, Snowflake being his new favorite nickname for me. "How are you?" he asked before I had a chance to say anything back "It's been boring without you" I sighed into the phone as I began stretching for yet another easy match against Natalya "I'm sorry, I couldn't stay forever unfortunately" Pete's voice sounded from the other end followed by a grunt "What are you up to?" I asked curiously knowing that it was very early morning there "Moving, I got the house I sent you pictures of" he laughed followed by a light thud "You're moving at what" I paused checking the time on my phone "4 in the morning?" I questioned once I had figured out the time there "Couldn't sleep, too much on my mind" he sighed and I could just imagine him running a hand through his hair in frustration "Try" I murmured waving to Natalya as she headed out to the ring "My match is up so please, try to sleep for me" I prodded receiving a sigh from the slightly older male. "Text me when your match is done" he bargained making me laugh slightly "Afraid the outcome will be different this time" I teased "Don't get cocky" he joked back "Goodnight Bruiser" I cooed "Good luck Snowflake" he returned before the end tone sounded. I tossed my phone on top of the cart by my bottle of water and my book before flipping my hood over my head completely missing that Simon was standing in the shadows glaring at me as I walked through the curtain.

When I walked back through the curtain I was greeted with the sight of Simon scrolling through my phone, Aiden standing nearby with his arms crossed over his chest and a frown on his face. "What are you doing?" I asked crossing my arms over my chest and glaring at the man who had become even more strange since Pete left. "Seeing what you and Dunne talk about" Simon growled making my jaw drop "You're snooping through my phone because I talk to Pete?" I laughed bewildered by what he said "You talk to him before every match and text him as soon as it's over with how you do and vice versa when he has a match" Simon pointed out making me laugh again "Yes because he has his matches when the show airs, and I'm just sitting in the hotel room when he wrestles" I shrugged not sure what the big deal was "If I didn't know any better I would think you're cheating Fletcher" he spat slamming my phone back down on the cart. "Then it's a good thing you know me better" I snarled picking up my phone, water and book before stomping away from the two men without another word. I couldn't wrap my head around what Simon had just accused me of, I spent every waking moment training, in our hotel room or with him and he still managed to convince himself that I was cheating. I locked myself in my locker room and immediately changed into comfy clothes before grabbing my stuff and leaving smacking right into Simon's chest as I walked through the door. "Fletcher I'm sorry" he sighed trying to wrap his arms around me "Don't Simon. I just need to go back to the hotel please" I sighed not daring to look him in the eyes fearing that everything I was thinking and had been fearing for months was going to come out. "Alright" he sighed moving to the side to let me pass, my hurried steps getting me to a taxi quicker than I thought. Getting inside I looked down at my phone debating on if I should call or just assume he was sleeping. It wasn't unusual for my after match text to go unanswered for a few hours but I needed someone to talk to and everyone else was out at the club. I tucked my phone away so I could get my bags and get to my hotel room before curling up on the couch with a glass of wine and a movie playing softly on TV.

After staring at the blank screen of my phone for nearly ten minutes I finally opened up my conversation with Pete and pushed the facetime button, chewing on my lower lip nervously as I waited so see if he would answer. "Love, what are ye doin callin so late?" he greeted looking wide awake as ever "I just" I shrugged darting my eyes to the wine in my glass so I didn't have to look at the phone. "Just what love" he prodded dragging my attention back up to see him holding the phone in one hand using the other to try and make the bed. "Simon broke into my phone and snooped through it while I was out at my match" I sighed leaning over to fill my now empty glass. "Shit, Fletcher I'm so sorry" he apologized tossing the shirt down a frown on his face. "Don't Bruiser, it's not your fault" I snapped staring at him sternly "So us talking isn't what led him to snoop?" he asked rhetorically making me roll my eyes "Well yes it is, but we're JUST TALKING." I paused as my phone pinged with a picture message from Aiden "What the hell" I muttered "What's wrong?" Pete asked from the other side of the device "Aiden just sent me a picture message, Aiden never ever texts me" I shrugged "What is it?" he asked curiously, as my jaw dropped in 1shock without replying I forwarded him the message and waited. I knew he had gotten it when his jaw clenched and his eyes flashed dangerously "Listen to me love, you kick dat fucker to da curb and I swear next time I'm stateside I'm kicking his arse." He growled, his protectiveness making me smile softly as I refilled my glass and emptied it again. "What am I supposed to do Pete? I don't have anywhere to go when I break it off with him" I stated quietly curling even further in on myself at the prospect of not having anywhere to go and being homeless again "Come here." He shrugged off handedly making my jaw drop "Seriously?" I asked in mild shock that he had slipped the statement in so casually "Yeah, ya can help me put all my stuff away." He shrugged a small smirk twitching at his lips "Plus, I wouldn't mind seeing ya again" he added softly a quirk to the corner of his mouth.

There was walking in the hallway and then the doorknob started to jiggle "I gotta go Pete, I think Simon is back" I whispered keeping my eyes locked on the door not sure I even wanted to deal with this tonight but knowing if I kept pushing it off I would just be miserable and alone. "Alright Snowflake" he nodded before the screen went black and the door opened. "Hey baby, I missed you so much" Simon greeted with a slight slur "Don't hey baby me. You sure didn't look like you missed me based on what Aiden sent me" I snapped setting my now empty glass down on the table, my attention going to my phone for a split second as it beeped to reveal a message from Pete. I didn't have time to read it before Simon was laughing obnoxiously loud "Of fucking course. You've been talking to that English brat again haven't you" he accused making me growl at him "one, he's not a brat. Two, if you hadn't accused me of shit earlier I wouldn't have been mad and I would have been at the club. Three, if I had been at the club I would've seen you shoving your tongue down that bitches throat instead of a picture from Aiden." I spat moving around the couch to head to my bags, throwing a few miscellaneous things into them before zipping them up and heading for the door. "If you hadn't accused me of something you've no doubt been doing for MONTHS, I never would have gotten proof and I would have stayed" I snarled throwing the door open angrily "Where do you think you're going?" he asked crossing his arms over his chest as I stepped into the hallway "Away from you Simon, we're over" I sighed looking at him briefly "I can't be with someone who cheats constantly" I shrugged not feeling as upset as I thought I would have when it finally came time to end things "Goodbye Simon" I added before walking away, ignoring him shouting at me down the hallway. I pulled my phone out after finding a spot to sit in the lobby opening the message from Pete to see a link which took me to a flight confirmation to Birmingham, the next message said he'd be waiting at the airport to bring me home. Smiling brightly I took my bags outside and got in a taxi giving him the name of the airport before leaning back and checking my messages again, sending Pete a heart emoji before pulling up a group message to Naomi and Carmella telling them what had happened with Simon. By the time I had felt my phone go off I was already on the plane so I left it for when I landed watching the movie playing halfheartedly as we grew closer and closer to Birmingham.

I almost wished I had looked at my phone as soon as it had gone off because if I had I wouldn't have had the misfortune of crying as soon as Pete found me. "Sh" he cooed softly wrapping his arms around me until I had slowly stopped crying the only evidence being slightly bloodshot eyes, one thing to be thankful for was that I'm not an ugly crier. "Let's get your bags and you can tell me all about it on our way home" he murmured leading me to grab my bags before leading me out to his car. "Everyone knew Pete" I whispered staring out the window as we drove "What?" he asked dragging my attention to where he was dutifully watching the road "I told Naomi and Carmella what happened, everyone knew he was constantly cheating" I sighed turning so I didn't have to stretch my neck so far to look at him. "No one told me. I never would have known for sure if it hadn't been for Aiden" I shrugged not sure what I did to deserve any of this "I'm sorry love" he whispered a frown etched deeply into his face as he pulled through the drive-thru and back out the other side once we received our drinks. "You know I never liked being called that until you said it" I mentioned softly eyeing him from the corner of my eye fighting a blush at the smirk that slid on his lips. "it slipped earlier, and you didn't mention stopping" he shrugged turning to shoot me a quick smile before he pulled into a driveway and cut the engine. "Pete" I whispered looking up at the house in awe "It's even more amazing than the pictures" I confessed climbing out of the vehicle and following him inside, my smile growing at the inside of the house. "Even cluttered with boxes and garbage something so simple makes you smile" he laughed making me blush slightly and give him a shrug. "Never had one before" I muttered following him upstairs "Never had your own house? Not a shock since you're on the road so much" he shrugged setting my bags down by an unmade bed "No Pete" I sighed taking a seat on the end of the bed not daring a look at him "I've never had a house period" I shrugged laying back on the bed looking at him as he did the same beside me.

"I was in an orphanage for as long as I could remember, until I made enough money doing small shows that I up and left for a bigger city, one with more wrestling opportunities." I paused kicking off my shoes so I could curl up further "The guy who was running the place I worked for let me stay in the building as long as no one knew about it, until he sold it." I shrugged my voice never raising above a whisper "He told me I needed to find somewhere new to go or risk being on the streets, it didn't matter though by the time the company actually switched hands I had already interviewed with Hunter and Regal for a spot in NXT" I smiled softly remembering the interview and how nervous I had been, I smiled even more as Pete wrapped his arm around me, the other going under my head until I was pressed against his side. "Obviously I had to tell them I didn't have any money to get a place to live, or eat, or put all the money into gear, but they were super understanding about it" I murmured "They put me up in a motel for two weeks, took a really big gamble by getting me on a show before I had even been at the performance center." I laughed softly catching the small smile on his face "I walked out to my first match in a pair of jean shorts and a sports bra, people had no idea what to think" I shook my head "But I put on a hell of a match and by the end of it they were chanting my name, it was surreal" I shrugged as much as I could. "From then on Regal and Hunter booked me on the show, I ended up just renting out the motel room for a year" I sighed "Didn't want to risk that one day I'd have to leave and not be able to afford an apartment or a house" I whispered softly messing with the bottom of his t-shirt which had risen slightly to show tanned skin stretched taught over muscles. "Now that I'm on the main roster it doesn't matter, anytime we have time off I just head to the next city until the show" I shrugged sending him a small smile only to receive a frown in return. "I'm fine Bruiser, don't give me that look" I sighed rolling more onto my stomach so I could look at him. "Let's make a deal Snowflake" he murmured his face going blank as I waited for him to continue "If you come here when you have time off" he paused "It's not that often" I tried to lie "If you come here when you have time off, I'll fly to at least one of your shows a month" he bargained making me laugh "What if I don't want you at my shows" I teased trying to fight the giggle that wanted to push past my lips. "Liar" he smirked before his eyes drifted shut "Goodnight Bruiser" I whispered before snuggling into his side and almost immediately falling asleep.