This chapter contains mentions of sexual abuse.

Are You Gonna Stay the Night?

-January 26, 2014; Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania-

Tessa wasn't sure if she was happy or upset about not having a match on the Royal Rumble's card. Granted, she hadn't spoken a word on television so there wasn't much chance of her having a match on a Pay Per View, but the idea was nice. The lack of Divas match on the card did upset her, though. The division was picking up and it would have been nice to see them get air time on such an important event on the WWE Calendar.

"Choose your man!"

Tessa stared at Naomi in utter confusion, "What?"

"Pick a winner of the Rumble!" Naomi clarified. Tessa's features relaxed only to tighten again as she struggle to think of someone.

"I have no idea, honestly."

"Wrong answer!" Cameron shouted into her ear. "Just name a person."

"Um," Tessa paused. The first name to go through her head had been Seth Rollins but she knew that it wasn't his time. "Punk."

Naomi made a face and asked quietly, "Are you sure?"

"Positive," Tessa responded with a nod. "He might not be the nicest to me, but he's CM Punk." Naomi scribbled Tessa's prediction down on the bottom of a list – apparently they were keeping track so no one could lie. "What do you get if you win?"

"Drinks the next time we go out."

Tessa agreed to the terms and decided to go for a walk. Backstage was even crazier than Raw. People were running around trying to work out why that one section of pyro wasn't working or trying to find a replacement bulb. She found herself walking out to the ring, not knowing who was using it.

The moment she passed through the curtain and got a good look at the ring, she saw The Shield boys talking in the middle of the ring. Joe was the first to look up, pointing at her and letting the others know that she was making her way to the ring.

"I'm not here to interrupt," she said, noticing that they had stopped their discussion. "I just wanted to check out the arena."

"Nah," Jon said, sitting on the middle rope, motioning for her to come into the ring. "Show us what you've got."

Tessa laughed and shook her head, "I'm wearing a skirt. And boots."

Jon shrugged at her, telling her that she could take off her shoes and she'd be fine. Tessa, grateful for any time in a ring she could get, quickly ran up the stairs and into the ring. Once inside she dropped to the floor and began to take off her shoes, resting them underneath the turnbuckle and muttering an apology to her mother for going barefoot.

Joe and Colby backed away, watching as Jon and Tessa locked up in the middle of the ring. She had told him to call the moves and she'd be happy to prove her worth.

"You're not wrestling Darcy," Colby reminded him, watching as Jon pushed Tessa into the ropes. "Tessa's got you covered."

Jon didn't have time to retort as Tessa ran back at him; he caught her in a scoop slam. Tessa hastily pulled down her skirt whilst arching her back and selling the move as best she could.

"You were saying?" Jon asked, turning to Colby with a smirk. While his back was turned, Tessa wasted no time in jumping up, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. "This opens you up to being squashed, you know that right?" Jon said, threatening to drop backwards so that he would land on top of Tessa.

"You have to be quick." Tessa released her hold just as Jon dropped backwards, letting him fall as she ran backwards at the rope. He sat up, utterly confused as to how she had escaped so quickly. She pushed herself off the rope and as she was running towards him called out, "neck snap."

Jon let out a laugh, preparing himself. Tessa took hold of his head and did a somersault over him, bringing his head down to the mat. As she let go, Jon dropped backwards violently. His laughter killed the effect of the move but Tessa began laughing too. As she got to her feet, she straightened out her clothes and hair, smiling at Jon.

"Alright, so you're good."

"Why did you tell him he wasn't wrestling Darcy?" Tessa asked, only looking at Colby briefly. He seemed to be in a much better mood than the night before but she did not want to risk it.

"Darcy isn't quite able to call a match, yet," Jon answered for him. "She would have waited for me to tell her what he had to do next."

"Is she around here? Maybe I could help her out," Tessa offered. Despite Darcy's hostile attitude, Tessa was willing to give her a hand and some pointers.

"Last I saw her she was talking with Summer Rae but she said she wanted to speak to Punk, so I'm not sure." Tessa pulled a face at the mention of Punk, knowing that she wasn't going to make an effort to find the NXT Diva if there was any chance of coming into contact with her first trainer.

Every television was being crowded around as the Royal Rumble match was winding down. With six people left in the ring, Tessa was beginning to think that CM Punk actually had a chance of winning. The Shield, Punk, Batista and Sheamus were still fighting for their Wrestlemania title shot and people were shouting at the screen, getting very into the match.

"You idiot, Ambrose!" Eva yelled at the television, watching as Dean tried to eliminate Roman only for Roman to eliminate both his teammates. "Thank you, asshole."

The Divas were getting very into their bets, all wanting a night of free drinks. Cameron, who had chosen Roman as her winner, was parading around the area. Tessa grumbled when Kane returned to eliminate Punk from the match, claiming outside interference meant that she had been robbed of victory.

"Oh, y'all need to calm down!" Naomi laughed, "Y'all are acting like a bunch of teenagers."

"Motherfucker!" Cameron shouted when Batista eliminated Roman Reigns to win the 2014 Royal Rumble. The women all sat down defeated, no one had expected him to win the match. "Punk's gonna be pissed."

"That might be an understatement," Tessa said slowly, already able to hear angered shouts out in the hall. She stood up and poked her head around the corner only to quickly pull it back in when Punk looked in her direction. The look she sent the girls said it all; they were to avoid Punk at all costs.

Exiting the room slowly, a lot of effort was put in to walking around Punk without being noticed. The superstar had turned his attention to AJ who was trying to calm him down, so Tessa used the distraction as her opportunity to scurry behind them. She was going in search of Ambrose because she wanted to ask him if there was a free spot in their rental – she, like them, had not booked a night in a Pittsburgh hotel, instead choosing to drive straight through to Cleveland.

There was no need to go to their dressing room as the men were standing about near the roller doors. Darcy was tucked under her boyfriend's Jon, her eyes closed as she seemed to be falling asleep by his side.

"You need a ride, don't ya?" Jon asked, watching Tessa walk over to them. "It'll be a full car, but we can squeeze you in."

Tessa smiled thankfully, "I appreciate it. Thank you. I'll just go grab my things. Won't be long."

Turning on her heel, she began the walk back to the change room. The thought of crossing Punk's path made her cringe but it did not stop her. Footsteps behind her caused her to look over her shoulder. Colby was following her.

"Want some company?" he asked, walking a few steps behind her.

"Um, I guess," she responded, tugging her head over her shoulder. She pulled her fingers through the ends and kept her eyes forward.

"I need to apologise," he started to speak, "for last night."

Though grateful, Tessa shrugged, "You were in pain, its fine. I'm glad it doesn't hurt anymore."

"It doesn't really excuse it," he argued with her as he quickened his pace to walk beside her. "I am sorry. If you still want to talk, we can do it back at the hotel?"

"I'd like that," Tessa said with a nod. A small smile forced its way onto her face. Genuine happiness flowed through her at Colby's apology and his willingness to hear her out. She wasn't so sure he'd feel the same once she'd explained herself but she had to try.

It was futile trying to stop him from grabbing her largest suitcase. He had taken hold of the handle before she could even think about it. Tessa breathed out a laugh as she pushed her handbag up her shoulder and picked up the smaller suitcase. Colby was half way out the door, being forced by the laughing Cameron and Naomi who were telling him off for being in the women's room. The need for a women's locker room on a card without a Divas' match did confuse her a little, but it wasn't worth fussing over.

Tessa had taken a window seat and Darcy had been forced to sit in the middle. Tessa wasn't so worried about it, knowing that the drive wasn't too far, but Darcy made a point to cuddle as close to Jon as she possibly could, basically sitting in his lap.

Colby was driving and he could see Tessa in the seat behind him, her face visible in the rear-view mirror. They shared funny faces, mostly in reaction to the tiny blonde's childish behaviour. Tessa would never understand why there was such a difference in their maturity. Tessa was 27 and Darcy, from what she had heard, would be turning 24 during Wrestlemania Week. Tessa began to wonder if she had acted the same at Darcy's age – she sincerely hoped she had not.

"I'm just going to put my stuff in my room..." Tessa said slowly as she hovered by the open car door after they arrived in Cleveland. It was almost 2 in the morning but she was still determined to speak to him. "Did you want to come to mine or me come to yours?"

Colby turned around his seat, shrugging at her, "If you give me 15 minutes, I'll text you my room number."

"Yeah," Tessa nodded. "I can do that."

On her way up to her hotel room, after checking in, Tessa was smiling. Relief was really the only emotion flowing through her body – she wasn't even able to worry about how the conversation would go. Thinking over her conversation with Brie and Nikki – and the smaller one they'd had after Tessa recounted her first attempt at talking with Colby – she realised that it was important that he know everything.

Tessa didn't have long to do much other than set down her suitcases and tie up her hair before she left for room 275.

"Colby?" she asked, knocking on the door. It was jarred open with the security lock so she pushed it open slightly, "Colb?"

"Yeah, yeah, come on in. Close the door." Tessa scrunched up her face as she moved the lock and shut the door. She had only managed a short nap during the drive and the lack of sleep was getting to her. "Did you want to do this tomorrow?"

"No," she shook her head. "It's fine. I'll just make it quick." She knelt on the end of the bed, resting on her haunches. Colby sat down at the head, propping his pillow behind him. They considered each other carefully, Tessa smiling lightly. "So, The Avengers, huh."

Colby laughed, "Yeah. The Avengers."

After a small laugh, Tessa cleared her throat, tucked her hair behind her ears and put on her serious face.

"Look, I just want to tell you why I did what I did..." he nodded at her when she paused. "You know that I loved you. And if you don't know that then you need to. I fell in love with you but that wasn't before we started sleeping together." She had to pause again, breathing in deeply to steady herself and her shaking voice. "I, um, I started sleeping with Gabe at the beginning of the year. I didn't want to but he was - he was threatening all of you and your careers if I didn't."

"Jesus, Tessy," he said under his breath, wiping a hand over his face. "That's-"

"Sexual harassment? Rape? Yeah, probably," Tessa nodded, blinking back a few tears.

"Not probably," Colby interrupted. "Definitely. You should have said something, told someone and we could have gotten him fired... But Gabe?"

"Yeah," she nodded, shifting so that she was holding her knees to her chest. If it hadn't happened to her, she would have a hard time believing Gabe Sapolsky was capable of such things. "I didn't want to ruin your careers. I didn't want to get you into trouble, so I did it. I didn't want you to hate me."

"No one would have hated you," he told her firmly, moving forward to rest his hand on her bare arm. "You hear me? No one."

"I didn't know that. He was telling me that you would never forgive me for making you lose your titles..." she looked up at him as a tear fell down her cheek and cried, "I didn't know what else to do."

"Christ, Tessy," Colby moved closer to her, hugging the woman to his side. He started to rub his hand up and down her side. He almost sighed when he noticed that she smelt the same. Sacrebleu must still have been her favourite perfume. "I wish you would have said something."

"I didn't want you to hate me. I was doing what I thought was right. It was better for everyone if I just let Gabe do what he wanted." Tessa held onto Colby, clenching his t-shirt impossibly tight and she cried into his chest. "You were... You were there and I needed someone who was going to love me." Colby softly put his arms on her biceps and held her away from him before moving his hands to wipe the tears from her face.

"I think I'm always going to love you. Nothing was or is ever going to change that."

Her lips twitched upwards and the genuine, loving look in his eyes caused her to lift her hands to his cheeks, pulling his face towards her. Colby didn't reject the movement, he leaned in when she was close enough, their lips touching softly. Tessa didn't think twice about sitting up straighter and deepening the kiss. It didn't take long for tongue to be involved or for Tessa to be leaning over him, making sure he didn't break it.

Tessa lost control of the situation when Colby leaned closer to her, pushing her backwards onto the bed. Her head was almost hanging off the end of the bed, but it didn't matter. She felt Colby straddle her and she nipped at his lips, squirming under him.

"God," she moaned the second his hand moved to her breast. Even through her shirt and bra she could felt his thumb run across her hardened nipple. She gripped the front of his top, holding him as close as she could.

She couldn't remember the last time she'd been touched so desperately. She couldn't remember the last time she'd touched someone so desperately. It had to have been Colby or Rami. It had to.

A small laugh escaped her lips and Colby pulled back, raising an eyebrow. Tessa cupped his cheeks and ran her thumbs across his beard.

"It tickles," she pulled him in for another kiss, wanting to let him know she wasn't bothered by it. She breathed against his lips, "I missed you so much."

Colby's hand slipped up the back of her skirt, coming to rest on the back of her thigh. He lifted her leg up so that it was anchored over his hip and pulled her closer to him. His hand dropped from her thigh, moving to her forward as he brushed hair from her face, smiling down at her.

Tessa moved into a sitting position, allowing Colby to push his hands up her sides and slide her shirt over her head. She dug her nails into his bare arms when his lips made contact with the bare skin of her breasts. Colby reached behind her back, unclasping her bra and pulling it down her arms, throwing it across the room blindly.

As Tessa's hands slid underneath Colby's shirt, he grabbed the back of it, tugging it over his head. Tessa ran her hands up his chest, feeling the hairs beneath her fingers. She had always been partial to chest hair.

As soon as Colby planted his lips on hers, Tessa opened her mouth, allowing the kiss to become deeper and more passionate. As he was kissing her, he slid his hands up her skirt and pulled down her tights, taking her panties along with them. When he had to break away so that he could move slip them off completely, Tessa quickly pushed her skirt down to her ankles, letting him take that at the same time.

She was lying naked in front of him, arms out stretched and welcoming him to do whatever he pleased with her. He kissed up the inside of her leg before kissing her wet lips, eliciting a soft moan from her mouth.

Tessa grabbed a fistful of his hair as he slid his tongue between her folds, his arms holding her legs behind the knees, keeping them wide open. She had tried to close them, an instinctive reaction when her pussy began to pulsate.

"Jesus, Colby," she moaned, tugging harder at his hair.

She sighed when he moved away from her but smiled when she noticed that he had began working on the belt of his pants. When he was leaning backwards, Tessa sat up and moved closer, reaching down to his belt, moving his hands out of the way.

His pants were pushed down to his knees when Tessa slipped a hand inside his boxers, wrapping her hand around his erect dick. She looked up at him, batting her eyelashes innocently. Colby put his hands on the back of her head – his fingers threading through her long, wavy hair – and pulled her in close, kissing her desperately as she ran her hand up and down his length. Their naked chests pressed together, he could feel her hard nipples against his skin.

"Fuck, Tessa," he swore, breaking their kiss for some much needed air.

He reached down to grab her hand, moving it up to his chest so it joined the other hand. He shifted his weight as he took off his pants. When he was fully naked, he put an arm around her back and span them around, resting her back onto the bed so that her head was now on the pillow.

"Please, Colby. Please," she begged as he hovered over her, watching her chest rise and fall with each heavy breath.

Their lips met again, Tessa wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him close. She sucked in a short breath when he pushed at her entrance but moaned when he was inside of her.

Colby rocked his hips back and forth; Tessa wrapped her legs around his waist, meeting each and every thrust. They moaned into each other's mouths, Tessa's eyes closed as she felt pleasure run rampant through every nerve in her body.

"You feel so good, Tessy," Colby moaned as his thrusts got faster and faster. "So, so good."

"I can't-" she gasped, doing her best to keep matching Colby's thrusts. Her building orgasm was making it hard for her to concentrate on anything other than his mouth and their connected bodies.

She came first, tugging at his hair, and tried to ride it out as long as possible. She sighed his name over and over. Her muscles tightening around him led Colby to join her, moaning her name into her shoulder as he came inside of her.

When he pulled out of her, he rolled beside her, his head resting on her stomach. Tessa's hand softly untangled his long, multicoloured hair – something she had done many times before.

The only sound in the room was their laboured breathing. Words weren't necessary. Not when they'd been in that position more times than could be counted.

a/n Thank yous to Straight Edge Queen, msgemgem, CarolReigns, UntilNeverDawns, nmoxracha, Livin on the EDGE and deanambooty. I want to thank everybody for taking the time to read this story and for waiting to hear out Tessa's side of the story before you decided that she was the worst person in the world. Thank you for sticking around!