Rating: M (Slash rape, language, and...Yeah…)

Summary: How is Wade going to react, knowing that his lover in imagination is dating his teammate?

A/N: LOL, I'm not good at writing this stuff, but we'll try! Shino-Chan loves you! 3 And I'm kinda slow, I didn't know it was FCW, I thought it was FVW. LOL

The 10 minute drive to SmackDown wasn't boring at all, actually, sort of electrified. Justin burned a few songs onto a CD and played it in Heath's convertible, with the top down. Kesha's Tik Tok was blaring through the speakers, but Heath didn't care, as long as Justin was having fun. They got a few glares, but Justin kept the party going. When they pulled up to the arena parking lot, Heath turned off the music, causing Justin to pout.

"We need to go now, sweetness." Justin blushed when he heard Heath call him his finisher. Both got out of the car and got their gym bags out of the trunk and walked into the building.

Heath wanted attention and everyone on the SmackDown roster to know that they loved each other. He put his arm around Justin's waist, pinching his ass a few times. All Justin could do was blush and squeak. The two walked into the locker room and Wade was changing. Wade glared at Heath as he watched Justin, come over to his locker, get his stuff, and go over to Heath's locker and begin to change. Normally, he stands on Wade's side. Just as Wade was about to break the silence, Heath stepped in.

"Shit, I left something in the car." Heath said. "I'll be back." Justin nodded and kissed Heath on the cheek. They were just rubbing it in Wade's face. Justin turned around, being instantly pinned to his locker by Wade, his head pressed against the locker.

"What the hell are you doing?" Wade pressed his head on the lockers even harder.

"How could you, Justin?" Wade snarled in Justin's ear. "How could you leave me for that piece of shit?"

"There was never an us!" Justin shouted. "It was just me and Heath! Why don't you-"

"You stood around me like Heath was a rapist. You didn't love him, you little slut!" Tears began streaming down Justin's face. He didn't like to be yelled at.

With that being said, Wade grabbed Justin's hand and threw him towards the other lockers. Justin yelped as his bare back hit the metal locker. He slid down, his knees in front of him. Wade approached him, and picked him up by his hair.

"I'm gonna do this before Slater comes back." Wade smirked, pulling down his tights, revealing his rock hard cock. Justin whimpered at the sight.

"Well?" Wade said. "You gonna do something? Don't make me fuck your face like I want to, I'm showing mercy" Justin nodded and faced Wade's cock.

"W-why are you d-doing this t-to m-me?" Justin found it extremely difficult to talk while he was crying.

"Why the hell did you slap me?" Wade spat. "And to top it all off, you left me for that country ass boy!" Justin wiped his face from his tears from his face.

"I'm s-" Justin was cut off by Wade's cock flying into his mouth. Justin's eyes widened as he gagged.

Wade was of course ignoring him gag. He grabbed a fist full of his hair and shoved his cock down his throat. Justin tried to push Wade off of him, but he just kept going faster. Wade threw his head back, gripping Justin's hair tighter. Justin tried to pull Wade's hand off, failing. Wade pulled himself out of Justin's mouth and grabbed his shirt. Wade spun Justin around, his backside toward Wade. Wade began to pull Justin's tights down, smiling at what he was about to see. Justin squirmed in Wade's force. Wade finally removed his tights from Justin's entrance.

"Sorry J-Baby." Wade chuckled "No lube tonight." Justin closed his eyes tightly as Wade rammed into him. Justin screamed for Heath. No answer.

"Dear God!" Justin pleaded. "Heath, help me!" Wade pulled Justin's hair so his ear was close to Wade's mouth.

"I suggest you shut up before I slit your throat." Wade threatened. Justin's face became wet with tears again.

Wade began thrusting into Justin like a madman. Like he wanted Heath to hear him scream. Wade's orgasm wasn't far away, so he reached around and began to stroke Justin, hard. Justin's screams became louder as he reached his orgasm. Wade wasn't far behind, coming into Justin's ass. Wade pulled out of Justin, leaving him to slide on the floor with a lifeless look on his face. Justin's cum was on the lockers, as well as his stomach. Wade smiled and put on his tights again. He looked down at Justin and laughed.

"Pathetic, maybe you'll think about being a bitch. Now if you don't mind me, I have a match." Wade left the locker room, leaving Justin in his own mess.

About 5 minutes later, Heath came into the door, dropping everything he left to get and ran over to Justin. He stood on his knees and pulled Justin up so he could sit up.

"Justin, who did this to you?" Justin slowly looked up to Heath, his eyes red with tears.

"Wade…" Justin whispered. Heath's eyes widened as he hugged Justin. Justin wrapped his arms around Heath's neck as he began sobbing.

"That bastard has gone too fuckin' far." Heath helped Justin up. "C'mon we're going back to the hotel."

A/N: Oooh! Wade, naughty boy! Good luck getting Justin now! XD Short chapter? I Know. :(