I'm sorry for taking so long to update. I hit some major writer's block and I didn't know what to do next. Not to fear, however, I got out of my funk and I'm back with a brand new chapter. All I have to say is as the story rolls along, things are gonna get more and more intense for Mickie. Her nightmare is just beginning.

Speaking of Mickie, I couldn't believe what happened on RAW. Mickie lost the title to Jillian, who then lost it to a returning Melina, after only having it for a minute. Now we're gonna have a new divas champion since my girl Melina is out with an injury and she won't be back for six months! Help!

Enjoy and happy reading!

Lots of love, hugs and kisses from your resident writer and friend, Nina!

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Friday Night SmackDown!

Louisville, Kentucky

July 24, 2008

Mickie was happy to be with another brand. She was able to breathe and be able to hang out with her friends whenever she wanted; however, she was still living in fear because JBL was watching her and he made it clear that even though she's with another brand for the time being, he still owns her and he can do whatever he wanted with her. Sighing deeply and running her fingers through her auburn brown hair, she began unpacking her things.

However, her moment alone became all too brief when she heard someone pounding on the door. Sighing in annoyance, she went to open it and, not surprisingly, JBL stood right outside with a pissed off look on his face.

"What do you want?" she asked tiredly.

He stormed into the room and instructed her to close the door. Once she did, however, he slapped her hard across her face. She stumbled back in disbelief and held her face in her hands.

"What the hell?!" she shrieked.

"You mind telling me what the hell you were thinking getting your contract with RAW terminated?!" he screamed right in her face.

"I told you before, but you didn't believe me. In fact, you told me that it didn't matter," she replied.

He grabbed her arm roughly and yanked her towards him. "Damn right it doesn't matter! But, apparently it does since I no longer have any control over you! Oh, but I fixed that! I sure did!"

"WHAT?!" Mickie screamed in shock and disbelief.

"Oh, I don't have your contract, but you still belong to me. And, as long as we have out agreement here, you will remain with me until I tell you to leave! Do I make myself clear?!" he screamed.

She couldn't say anything because she was still in shock. So, she just nodded her head quickly; cringing when she saw the sick smile forming on his face. When will this nightmare end? And will she ever be free from his wrath?

"Now that we have an clear understanding between us, you know what to do," he warned her.

Still nodding her head quickly and with more tears falling from her eyes, she wrapped her hand around the back of his head and pulled him down for a bruising kiss. As much as she wanted to gag, she has been more tolerant of his kisses lately because all she had to do was close her eyes and imagine being somewhere else; where she didn't have no worries and no one messing with her.

However, it became much more a reality when she felt his hands cupping her ass hard. Before long, she felt her back being pressed against the wall. Bradshaw was still kissing her harshly; his tongue intermingling with hers. He pried legs apart with his knee and got in between them so she won't be able to kick him where it really hurts, which pissed her off because she really wanted to stick it to him. But, he owns her regardless whether there's a valid contract or not. He has the money, the means and the power to make it happen. He can ruin her. She knew there was no way out for her.

"Now, are you finally gonna give me what I want or will I have to hurt you again?!" he hissed in her ear.

She knew what he wanted and though she told him it wasn't gonna happen because he's married, what's the point of even telling him again when he's gonna get what he wants regardless?

"Please, don't make me say it again. I can't sleep with you because you're married. What happens if your wife catches you with me? She'll divorce you and take everything you have, not to mention she can embarrass and humiliate you on national television because she's a reporter; not to mention, I'll be called every single name in the book if word gets out," Mickie said, her eyes still brimming with tears.

JBL was outraged, but at the same time, Mickie was right. His wife can embarrass and humiliate him if he does something that'll get him in big trouble. He was already known for being a loudmouth, but he can't afford to have a sex scandal ruin his life. He couldn't handle it. On the flip side, though, he still wants the women's champion. He'll just have to make sure she keeps her fucking mouth shut or else.

"You know something, Mickie, I don't give a damn! So here's what's gonna happen: you will sleep with me and you will keep your damn mouth shut!" he barked right in her face.

Her hazel eyes widened in shock and disbelief. "Keep my mouth shut?! I can't believe this! Didn't you hear what I just said?! I'm not gonna sleep with you!"

He raised his hand up and slapped her hard across her face. "Don't you take that tone with me, bitch! Yes, you will keep your mouth shut, because if you don't, just remember, I'm known for having a big mouth around here! I can make your life a living hell! I can go around and say anything about you and I can be convincing, too! See, the entire roster will believe me over your mousy ass! Don't fucking try me! Now, I expect you back in my hotel room right after the show tonight or there'll be some serious consequences!"

Mickie just stood there, even after Bradshaw kissed her one more time and left the room. She felt more tears falling from her eyes. She couldn't even move a muscle. Things just keep getting worse and worse for the Richmond, Virginia native and it looks like she won't be able to get out of her own personal hell. JBL has continually managed to work his way around the system and no matter how hard she tried, she can't get away from him.

Running her fingers through her long auburn hair, she slowly continued to unpack her things. She wasn't scheduled to be on the show tonight, but, at least, she'll be able to catch up with her dearest friends before the night was over with.

And it would be a night she'll never forget.

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Holiday Inn

JBL's room

Louisville, Kentucky

July 24, 2008

Knocking on his door, Mickie waited hesitantly outside his hotel room for him to come. She wanted to turn on her heel and walked away, but what good would that do if she did? He'll just find her the next day and beat the holy hell out of her. Taking a deep breath, she knocked on the door again before it finally opened and not surprisingly, JBL stood before her. However, he had an angry look on his face.

"Glad to see you, bitch, but it's not gonna happen," he scowled at her.

Now she was confused. "What's going on? I came here like you said and now you're telling me it's not gonna happen. I should've went out with my friends tonight!"

"You're lucky I'm not gonna hit you, tramp! My wife's here. Decided out of the blue to visit me," he hissed.

Suddenly, Mickie smiled. At least he won't be able to bother her for the next 24 hours. She can be able to enjoy her life with no problems.

"She's gonna be traveling with me for a while, so looks like I won't be messing with you anytime soon. But, be warned, I'm watching you. I will have you when the time is right, got it?!" he hissed right in her face.

Mumbling incoherently, she just nodded her head slowly. He leaned over and kissed her quickly before stepping back into the room and slamming the door right in her face. Sighing deeply, she turned on her heel and began to walk away when divas Melina and Michelle McCool came across her path.

"Mick, hey! What are you dong here?!" Melina squealed when she ran up and hugged her best friend.

"Well, since we're on the same roster now, we're staying at the same hotel, right?" Mickie teased.

"True. Listen, we're going to get a drink, seeing that this had been such a hectic night. Wanna come with us?" Michelle asked.

Mickie looked over her shoulder and found herself breathing a sigh of relief. JBL won't be messing with her for a long time, so she thought she should let loose and have some fun with her friends. It's the least she can do after the hell she's going through right now.

"Sure, I would love to," she told them.

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Hee Haw Bar

Louisville, Kentucky

July 24-25, 2008

Sitting at a bar and sipping her drink, Mickie looked around and found Melina and Michelle dancing on the floor and acting goofy. As much as she wanted to join them, she was happy being where she is. Besides, she was thinking about how the hell is she gonna get out of debilitating bad situation concerning JBL.

It's obvious he doesn't care about anything but getting what he wants and he doesn't care who he hurts. Wiping a tear away from her face, she leaned back against the stool and sighed deeply. She didn't know what to do now. She went to the board of directors and told them everything, she got drafted to SmackDown in order to get away from him; only for him to worm his way through every single obstacle she threw at him and more. And that hurts so much.

Even though his wife was on the road with him, Bradshaw will somehow, someway get to her. He has a way of getting to her without being seen or heard. Her heart started beating in her chest madly because when that day finally comes, she's gonna remember it for the rest of her life.

Mickie reached inside her purse and pulled out her cell phone because it was vibrating. She snapped it open and realized she received a text message from none other than JBL.

Wifey's stepped out for a while. Alone in the room. See you in 15. Better see you or else!

Sighing deeply and running her fingers through her long auburn hair, she put her phone back into her purse, slapped a 10 dollar bill on the table and prepared to leave, just as Michelle and Mickie returned from their marathon dance session on the floor.

"That was fun. Hey, Mick, where you're going?" Melina asked as she sat down at the table and ordered a drink.

"Uh, I got a text from a man I've been seeing for some time. He wants to see me," Mickie said, not completely lying.

"You're seeing someone? Are we gonna meet him? Maybe you and him can double date with me and Mark," Michelle squealed with delight. It was no secret she was dating Mark Calloway a.k.a The Undertaker.

"Uh, yeah, maybe some other time. We're just in the beginning stages right now. I'll see you later," Mickie said as she grabbed her purse and walked out of the bar in a haste. Realizing that she didn't have a car, she hailed a cab and sat in the backseat silently as she headed back towards the hotel where she's staying.

15 minutes later, she arrived at the hotel. She paid the cab man and stood outside for a moment. Taking a deep breath, she walked inside and headed towards the elevators, unaware that John Cena had followed her.

He wasn't following her for his own sick pleasure. He was following her because he cared about her and he wanted to make sure she was okay.

However, he knew something wasn't right with her. And he's determined to find out what it is so he can save her.

Or if it'll kill him.

Coming up in the next chapter: Mickie has sex with JBL, with John listening in the whole time. Meanwhile, Melina and Michelle realizes that Mickie's not being herself anymore. Can they help her? Stay tuned!

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