Three days went by where they were off the road before heading to the next town. It was a different woman that met Joseph and Sheamus there. She seemed more broken than ever.
Corbin har put a new level of fear in her. He had seen her reaction to his first death threat and since then, more had followed. She had no doubt about he meant them and would carry them out if she gave him a reason to. She feared for her life and she feared he might go as far to hurt Drew, Joseph and Sheamus as well. She knew she had to cut them out of her life completely to make sure everyone would survive Corbin's anger.
She was hiding behind a book in the corner of catering. She didn't even dare to look up and meet Joseph or Sheamus' eyes even though she could hear their voices through all the talking. For once many people had decided to spend their evening in there while the show was going on. As soon as Corbin appeared on the monitor, Joseph got up and walked over to her.
"You alright?" He asked.
She didn't answer. He put his hand on her book, trying to make her put it down. She pushed his hand away.
"Please just leave me alone," she whispered.
"What's up with you today?" He asked.
"Nothing. Just leave me alone for good," she said.
"For good? You don't mean that," he said.
"Yes I do. Forever. Just leave me be," she said.
"I get that you're scared but Drew will be back soon," he said.
She decided to try her old trick. Not that it had worked on Drew that day but maybe it would work on Joseph. She grabbed the fork in front of her and put it to his throat.
"Tell Drew to stay away. There's nothing for him here," she sneered.
"Hey relax. It's me, Joseph, your friend," he tried.
"Leave... me... alone!" She sneered, giving him the coldest eyes she could.
"Alright alright, I'm sorry," he said.
He got up and walked back to Sheamus. She put the fork down and the book back up. She had tears in her eyes but no one could see that as she hid behind the book. She wished she could explain to him that she feared for them all but she knew it would be best to just push them away completely.
Shortly after Corbin's match ended. He came back and took her out of catering without speaking a word to anybody. Joseph and Sheamus stayed in there for some time until it had cleared out and they were the only ones left. Joseph took out his phone to call Drew.
"Something's up with your woman," Joseph said as soon as Drew answered the call.
"What do you mean?" Drew asked.
"She told us to leave her alone. All of us. That means you too. She seems... I don't know... broken. Like she's given up," Joseph answered.
Drew sighed on the other end.
"I wonder what he did to make her act that way," he said.
"What do you want us to do?" Joseph asked.
"Nothing. I'll be back sooner. They cut me off this weekend so I'm coming back tomorrow," Drew answered.
"You should know she put a fork to my throat," Joseph said.
Drew laughed.
"She actually did that to me once too. That's kind of how this whole thing started," he said.
"I should have known you would like that sort of thing. You've always been one for a challenge," Joseph said.
"Hey! She's not a challenge!" Drew said loud.
"I know. Just messing with you. Please tell her to keep the forks in your throat only," Joseph said.
"You are such a burden to have around," Corbin growled once they were back in their hotel room.
"Why don't you get rid off me then?" She asked.
"You would like that, wouldn't you?" He asked as he walked over to her.
She had her back against the wall and he towered over her with his hands leaning on the wall on each side of her face.
"I told you there's only one way out of this relationship but if that's what you want, just let me know," he said and gave her a twisted smile.
"No," she whispered.
He grabbed her chin with one of his hands.
"You don't get to say or do anything without my permission. Am I clear?" He growled.
She couldn't speak out of fear. She tried to nod but he held too tight on her face.
"I said, am I clear?" He shouted and threw a punch at her face.
She fell to the side but he caught her and held her back up against the wall. She felt how her eyebrow had split and the blood was running down her face.
"Am I clear?" He asked in a low, cruel tone.
"Yes," she cried.
"Does it hurt?" He asked mockingly and pressed a finger on her eyebrow.
She howled in pain which only made him laugh.
"Good," he said. "Now wipe that shit off your face and get on the bed before I make your other eyebrow match that one."