Three months later after Dave Batista kidnapped Melina Perez and kept her to himself. When Melina finally makes it out with her.. Surprise.. She finds her dangled over John Morrison's arm.. Melina cant cope with her life anymore.. Will anything ever be the same after Dave's work?
A/N;; Sequel to 'Save My Soul'! I'm not saying that Dave Batista is anything like I'm making him out to be. For this story to work he has to be the way that he is.
Disclaimer;; I don't own Melina Perez. I don't own Dave Batista. I don't own John Morrison/Nitro. I don't own any other Superstars i mention. I don't own any songs i may mention.
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Melina stared in the eyes of her old best friend, her chest tightening and finding herself not being able to breathe properly as they just stared at each other. Mickie in shock and Melina in terror.. Melina looked at Mickie and bit down on her bottom lip roughly as she didn't say anything, just watching as Mickie stared at her in total shock. She gripped onto the handle of her suite case and took a step back.. This was a bad idea. She should have never agreed into rooming with Mickie. She should have argued with Vince.. "Melina?" Mickie whispered.
Melina snapped at her daydream to look at Mickie, nodding slowly. Mickie grabbed Melina in a tight hug, not wanting to let her best friend go as she felt the tears fill up in her eyes. Melina slowly started to relax, wrapping her arms around Mickie in return slowly, burying her face into her best friends shoulder to prevent the tears that threatened to bloom in her eyes again. She wouldn't cry.. She wouldn't cry.. She looked back at Mickie as she pulled away, wrapping her arms around her baby bump and biting down on her bottom lip roughly before dropping her gaze down to the floor. Mickie looked Melina over, widening her eyes at the amount of bruises that she could see on her neck and arms alone.. She stopped her gaze on Melina's bump, raising an eyebrow but not saying anything, taking Melina's hand and leading her inside the hotel room, before grabbing her bag and shutting it behind her.
"Where did you go?" Mickie asked quietly.
Vince had told everyone that Melina needed time alone, off of WWE.. But just about everyone knew that was a lie. It was obvious. The way Vince wouldn't look at any of them as he said it and the way that John flipped out and demanded to know what was going on.. Mickie knew that something had happened, something bad.. She could feel it in her blood. Those little four words caused Melina to break down in tears again, sliding down against the door as her knees gave out from under her, burying her head into her hands as she cried silently, before burying her head into Mickie's shoulder when she felt her best friend sit down beside her and wrap her arms around her. Melina cried harder as images from the last four months flashed through her mind, over and over again, not leaving her alone. She cried out before crying harder.
"D..Dave.." She chocked out, crying hysterically.
Mickie felt her blood turn cold before boiling up in anger, wrapping her arms around Melina slightly tighter. She knew it.. She knew the son of a bitch had something to do with all of this.
"What did he do hun?" Mickie whispered carefully, not wanting to put Melina through anymore pain than she already looked like she was in.
Melina shook her head and cried out again as she shook faintly, images flashing through her mind faster, more of them. The sounds of Dave's cold laughter, his threats and the way he beat her over and over again rung in her ears.
"He killed me inside.. He raped me. He beat me. He cut me open." Melina sobbed.
Mickie felt herself turn pale, looking down at Melina and holding her tighter as she let her best friend cry harder.
"And he laughed.. He laughed while he done it!" She cried out, bringing her fist down onto the floorboards below them both. Melina cried harder, shaking her head, trying to make the memories go away and never come back.
"He loved it.."
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Mickie looked over at Melina as she laid on the sofa, staring blankly at the television, with her arms wrapped her bump. Mickie knew everything now, everything. From being hit when she first went out with him, getting pregnant to John and being locked in Dave's basement for four months.. Mickie shook her head to herself before sitting down on the sofa, causing Melina to turn and lay her head onto Mickie's lap, closing her eyes and covering her hands with the sleeves of the thick jumper that Mickie had lent her. Mickie looked down at Melina and sighed, stroking her hair lightly as Melina kept her eyes closed.
"Everything will be better from now on.. I promise Mel." Mickie murmured down to her best friend.
Melina opened her eyes slowly and looked over at the TV across from her, nodding silently to what Mickie had said, not sure if she should believe her or not. At the moment, it seemed so unlikely.. She could only feel pain. Melina shook her head before closing her eyes again, curling up into a ball and placing her hands onto her baby bump, a habit she done to protect her baby from Dave.. Mickie sighed silently to herself as she looked down at Melina, before slowly reaching out and grabbing her mobile phone from the table in front of them both. She clicked onto contacts before scrolling down, until coming across Barbie. She phoned her and waited for an answer.
"Hello?" Barbie mumbled into the phone afew minutes later.
"Barb, you needa' get to my hotel room.. Now." Mickie said quietly, raising an eyebrow faintly at how long it took Barbie to answer. She normally answered on the first ring.
"I can't.. I'm kinda, uh, busy Mick.." Barbie answered, repressing a giggle.
Mickie scowled slightly.
"I don't give a damn about what ever the fuck your doing. You get cha' arse down here, and you get it down here now." Mickie growled slightly into the phone.
Melina opened her eyes and looked up at Mickie, raising an eyebrow at the hardened tone in her voice, before shrugging it off and closing her eyes again.
"...Alright.. Gimme' a minute.." Barbie answered a moment or so later, shock clear in her voice.
Mickie hung up her phone and smirked slightly to herself, before looking down at Melina and sighing silently.. She would try and make things better for her.. That's what best friends done..
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Melina snapped her eyes open and sat bolt up as she heard the door being banged on, holding her knees close to her chest and rocking back and forth.. What if it was Dave? He could have escaped.. He could be behind that door and wanting her blood.. Melina widened her eyes and panicked more at the thoughts, before jumping and wincing in pain as she felt Mickie place her hand onto Melina's arm. She snapped her eyes over to Mickie, who had a look of concern on her face.
"It's alright Mel.. It's Barbie.. I asked her to come.." Mickie said slowly and quietly, trying to make Melina calm down.. Mickie couldnt help but be concered over Mel, she'd never seen her like this before, and it scared her to know what she had been through.
Melina looked at Mickie with a blank, petrified look, before closing her eyes and breathing in and out slowly, slowly relaxing.
"You can come to the front door with me if you still don't believe me." Mickie said, grinning slightly as it got a quiet, short laugh from Mel.
Mickie stood up and went over to the hotel door, followed by Melina. Mickie opened the door.
"Hey what took you so lo---"
Mickie widened her eyes at the sight in front of her.
Melina couldn't help but stare at the sight, backing up slowly as new tears filled up in her hazel eyes, blurring her vision madly. Barbie and John.. Making out.. Tongues shoved down each others throats.
Melina shook her head as John and Barbie pulled apart, backing away more and covering her face with her hands, not caring how bruised up they where. She ignored the shocked looks in John's and Barbie's eyes, jumping back more as John took a step towards her. She shook her head and let the tears roll down her face, before running off to her hotel bedroom.
"Mel!" Mickie yelled after her.
Melina let the tears roll down her face violently, locking her hotel bedroom door and sliding down the door, hugging her knees to her chest as she held onto her baby bump, crying hysterically, ignoring the sudden banging from her bedroom door..