Mickie was sat on a crate looking as she picked at her nails when yet another person walked towards her "if you've come to say how sorry you are save it"

John stood with his hands in his pockets "i um, I never came for that, I thought you could use someone to open up to"

"i appreciate it John but, your not the person I'd want to do that with" mickie said softly

John sat next to mickie on the crate "well ill just sit with you then, I don't think you should be alone"

"thank you" Mickie said softly looking at the man "but you dont have to sit with me im sure you have better things to be doing"

John looked at her "not really" john shook his head

Mickie chuckled "gee thanks"

"i never meant it like that i"

"i know" Mickie cut him off before looking down

"are you sure you dont wanna talk about it, im a good listener"

Mickie sighed tilting her head back "i thought he was the one, thought he'd be the one id spend my life with, he was so understanding of all this, he was willing to put everything on hold whilst i lived my dream, he was the sweetest man you'd ever meet, he's never hurt me before, but this morning it, it wasn't my nick, it wasn't the man that would tell me he loved me, it wasn't the man i loved" mickie spoke softly looking back down

John looked at the women not knowing what to say "nothing i can say will make this hurt less but, any day any time day or night if you need me, just get a hold of me ok"

Mickie wiped her tears

John didnt know what to do, if they were closer he would of hugged her but, they weren't they barely spoke to each other. "you ok?"

"yeah I um, I don't want to be rude but I just want to be alone" mickie said hoping off the crate

John got up and grabbed her hand gently mickie looked at him "i mean it, you need someone don't hesitate to find me" he said softly before walking away leaving her in the place he found her sat quietly

Mickie couldn't understand why a man she had only ever smiled politely at and bid a well done after matches that impressed her wanted to be there for her.

Mickie sighed as she checked her twitter before she left, she had several tweets on her domestic violence that morning it had clearly hit the wrestling websites and the wrestling world, some showed there sorrow but some of her fans were mentioning her in the argument about the subject, some thought mickie had done something to provoke the attack which hurt, but she expected that would happen.

Mickie had everyone around her but she felt so alone, no one knew what to say, they all just kept saying how sick nick was and how sorry they were for her.

Mickie sighed stuffing her phone in the pocket in the front of her case.

"hey" John said opening the door "you off then?" he asked stepping outside, mickie liked that John didnt change how he was with her, obviously he'd changed how he was with her he would of never spoken to her before, he kept his distance but she knew if she went to talk to him he would honour the promise he made to her.

Mickie nodded "yeah, long day, im shattered"

John smiled softly "you look it"

"gee thanks" mickie smiled

"sorry why do I keep doing that" he chuckled

"it's fine, im sick of everyone's sympathy already, I don't think the day this blows over can come quick enough"

"unfortunately, I don't think that will come any time soon, considering I think this is a first for the wrestling world"

"well I'll just have to hang around you more, your the only want that seems to not treat me as some victim" mickie then left through the door John was leaning on holding it open without realising

John watched after the women walking through the car park she seemed to be going the long way to not be near the fans John took a deep breathe and jogged after her "mickie wait up" he said and she turned to him "you want to go for a drink or something"

"what?"

John shrugged "you look like you need one"

"and there you go again" mickie smiled

John chuckled "i promise I wont offend you again if you do, ill be a good boy" he smiled

"ok" mickie said softly

"we can go in my car, ill drive you back tomorrow to get yours" John spoke picking her bag up and starting to walk, mickie was surprised he carried her bag, nick was a gentlemen but he never did that for her, mickie knows what people would be saying if they heard her thoughts, a gentlemen? He beat you probably would be said the most, but, there relationship was perfect, that was the first time he'd ever shouted at her or hit her and mickie was making sure it was the last, she loved him but there was no way she could ever trust him not to do it again.