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Phil would not accept that the bruise on her wrist was from AJ, there was just no way. Charlotte would not have been disoriented that long for her to even cause such a bruise. The question was how did she get it? Was there something he was missing that could solve his dilemma?
He sighed, Phil did not know what to do Charlotte never kept secrets from him not unless she'd spoken to WWE diva and one of her other close friends Layla. Maybe that's where he should start with Layla, just maybe.

Charlotte was still lying on her bed, still in disbelief that Phil had seen that bruise. She could not tell Wade about this she prayed to god that he didn't find out otherwise those would not end well. She found herself curled up into a ball sobbing and questioning where she should turn. She found herself questioning who she could trust, but truth be told it wasn't that she did not trust Phil or anyone else it was her lack of self confidence lately which stopped her in her tracks.
Charlotte finally managed to pull herself together, long enough for her to reach the bathroom; where she gently grabbed a face washer and wiped her face. Where she stood now in front of the mirror with instant relief running through her body as she began to feel like her old self again.

Phil didn't know why on Earth he was standing in front of a door waiting patiently for in to be answered. 'Whats the point?' He thought he knew Charlotte had more than likely told no one but he still needed advice. And besides it is not like he could've sink backwards.
Finally after a long wait a familiar chirpy female voice answered the door.
"Hello Phil, what can I do for you?"

Charlotte closed her eyes, trying to enjoy the partial freedom she had now Wade was out, but if wouldn't last long. It never did.
Wade was just so caught up in thinking everyone in his life was out to get him in some way that it stopped the people around him from ever being that connected. She wondered what had made him believe that he couldn't trust anyone, but she couldn't come up with the answer.

"I need your help." Phil said
"What do you need my help with?" The voice asked
"I'm really worried about Charlotte I don't know what to do Layla."
"Why what's been going on?" Layla asked
"I have noticed this bruise on her wrist, which she claims were from AJ, but when I asked her if she wanted me to her to get some ice she refused and sounded rather startled, as though no one else should know."
"Hmm" Layla started "How long have you noticed any types of marks or bruising for?"
"That was the first time." Phil said
"What if she wasn't lying about AJ."
"Lay, something is defiantly not right and I know damn well AJ isn't behind this, she's not herself at all lately..ever since she's been with Wade, we hardly see each other little own speak, or anything."
"Maybe the problem lies not within yourself or her but someone else, she's close enough with."
"What Wade?!" Phil said "You think he might be behind this?"
"I don't know but considering ever since she's been with him she's almost isolated and much weaker, to me that would be a warning sign."
"But surely, I would've noticed something more about it earlier,I mean I know Wade keeps to himself but you don't think that's the reason do you?"
"I don't know, but you must find out if he's got a part in this."
"How?"
"Watch her interaction around him."
"Lay, I meant to ask you something."
"Sure, just ask me."
"Can you try to talk to Charlotte for me?" Phil asked "I get it Charlotte and I are best friends but I mean you guys are fairly close and she might open up to you more."
"I'll see what I can do." She said smiling.
"Thanks, I'll see you around" Phil said hugging Layla and then walked away.
It had made more sense now, Phil always had doubts about Wade, but often believed that the feelings of jealousy and love for her he cared not to admit, were the reason. But he wasn't do sure now, Layla had out things into a perspective he had been to naive to see. He would get to the source of this problem, he just knew it.

Charlotte woke up after a really long nap, feeling more refreshed than before. Her mind was clear she could think properly now. She turned her head to see Wade still was out. 'Typical' she thought she knew Wade would be out he always was. She often questioned why Wade was still with her was it the sex? Something she wasn't seeing? Was it the fact that maybe in a twisted way her suffering motivated him? It involved far too much deep thinking and creeped Charlotte out. Why did she stay with him? What made her want to put up with this crap? Was she scared? Alone? Paranoid? Did she love him? Was she afraid of being single? Was there another reason. She knew it escaped mixture of everything other than love.
Love. Wade didn't love her. How could he? He made her feel self-conscious, weak, intimated and alone. If he love her he wouldn't emotionally and physically abuse her when he didn't get his way.
She sighed she had to get away from this negativity she felt in the room. She packed a bag and decided to head over to the arena to train for her match later.

Phil had been at the arena for hours now training in the single ring, with no one around it was dead silent. He stood there thinking in 3 hours the room would be absolutely electric. It was an unbelievable feeling, that Phil couldn't really describe. Every time he came out Phil could feel chills in his body and the reaction was a hell of a lot of adrenaline, nothing compared.

Charlotte opened the arena doors, where Monday Night Raw would be held tonight. She headed straight for the divas locker room, and quickly changed into her practise clothes. She walked outside to see she had a match against AJ Lee, one she intending on winning. Charlotte headed towards the ring which would be packed in a few hours. Sure enough he was there. Phil. She was tempted to walk out while she still could, but realised it was no use he had seen her.

"Charlotte." Phil called out as he could see her walking through the backstage area.
"Hi." She said faintly almost weakly. Phil could sense this in her voice as she spoke.
"Charlotte are you alright."
"Yeah I'm fine just thinking."
"About?"
"Nothing really just thinking about everything I have to do."
"Anything I can help with?"
"Unless you have a time machine, Phil I doubt it."
"Well see unfortunately I never gave a crap about science in high school or time machines."
Charlotte had to laugh at his sarcasm, like he always had been.
"I've gotta go." She started "I gotta get ready for my match against AJ."
"Go?, Charlotte you just got here."
"Look I think it would be best if I-"
"what's the rush?"
"No rush I really have to go?"
"Charlotte come on-"
"I have to go." She said and with that walked out and heads backstage again leaving Phil speechless and unable to respond.