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It had been about six months since Corey raped me. WWE had released Corey, who plead guilty and got 15 years in prison instead of 25. Plus I didn't have to go through the humiliation of a trial. I moved in with Kaitlyn for a couple months, she has been so supportive, Paige and everyone there had been great. WWE allowed me to take as much time as I needed to heal mentally and physically from what had happened. Vince has personally called me every week to see how I was doing.
"Hello Vince." I said picking up the phone to our weekly conversations. "How are you Parker." he asked every time. "I'm doing fine, I really finally feel free of what happened, have been for a little while, first time since it happened." I answered him while putting make up on my latest bruise. "That's really great, I'm sorry to have to cut this short, but were having a family day with the grandkids." he said as I heard them playing in the background. "Thant okay, have fun and thanks for calling." I finished as he said bye and hung up the phone. I looked around at the room. It was a mess from our latest fight. "Good thing I stopped putting glass in the frames, a piece of plastic does just as good, and it hurts a helluva lot less." I said to my self while I picked up the picture of my parents. I sat on the ottoman and just started to cry.
He beat you again, and you're making a joke about replacing the glass with plastic so it wouldn't cut you as he threw it at you. How low have you become. I cried for about ten minutes before I heard a knock at the door. "Be their in the second." I said wiping my tears off my face, and trying to avoid wiping off the make up that covered up the bruises starting to form. I opened the door just enough to poke my head through the gap. "Hey beautiful, you ready to go." I heard as I saw Dean there. "Go where" I pondered. "Remember where going to NXT to talk to the developmental talent, I figure we'd leave early so we can go to the clothing place you like so much." He said trying to get me to open the door.
Me and Dean had become friends again after everything had happened. Not that a day had gone buy that he didn't ask me to go out with him again. He had really changed but I kept saying no, I was in a new relationship, as violent as it was, I did love Tommy, at least I think I did, nothing ever really compared to what I had with Dean. "Um, I think I'm just gonna drive up by myself, kind of need alone time." I lied, I didn't have enough time to cover the bruises. And the last thing I wanted was for Dean to see them, I remember what he did to Corey after he raped me. "You and him had another fight didn't you." he asked. "He didn't hit you did he." I had told him once that Tommy pushed me into a wall. That was about five months ago when we started dating."No, I told you that was a one time thing, he just threw a couple things around, that's it." I said trying to convince myself that he didn't mean it. "Let me see how bad it is." Dean always had a way of sweet talking me. I opened the door, and he walked into the disaster area that was now my living room.
"A few things, Randi this place is trashed." he said picking up a picture. "Is that plastic, I though these came with glass protectors." he started to think, I remember his mom was always hit by her many boyfriends. "Well, I'm always scared I'm going to knock into them and the glass will break, so I switched them to plastic." I lied taking the picture form his hands and put it on the shelf. "You're lying, I know it, my mom used to do this, when her guys threw things at her" he said grabbing my wrist.
I cringed in pain. He pulled me closer and pulled up the sleeve of my sweatshirt. It happened about an hour ago, and the bruise was already pretty bad. "He did this didn't he Randi, I'll kill him." he said as he went for the door. I grabbed Dean by the arm "No don't it wasn't him I swear, I hurt it kickboxing, I over threw a kick and put my hands up to break my fall and I landed on it wrong. I swear." he looked at me in disgust. "I know your lying, you've bee kickboxing for years, you know when that happens you twist to land on you back to avoid injury." he pulled his arm away. "Just tell me the truth Randi, how many times has he hit you."
"I don't know Jon, okay, I lost count a while ago, you happy." I got mad. "What do you mean by that." he looked at me. "I don't know, but ever since I went out with you, I've let people treat me like crap. Including you." I sat down on the open part of the sectional. "Oh, so him beating the crap out of you is my fault." he looked at me. "In a way, yes." I stood up. "Oh I have to hear this one, it has to be good." he smirked. "I let you walk all over me, you treated me like crap for months, I let you treat like crap for months, because you made me believe that's what I deserved." I screamed. "I let my self worth go to crap, because of you." I said running my fingers through my hair. I've been so stressed out that my hair began to fall out. "Oh, so everything bad that has happened to you since we were together is my fault. Was your rape my fault to." he screamed, looking me right in the eye. "cause I remember very well stopping it, I remember you not letting me leave your side for three days. I remember you staying in my apartment for two weeks because you wanted someone their when you would wake up screaming." he continued. "But its my fault, I have been asking you for months to give me another chance, convincing you I've changed. But you are the one saying no, you love Tommy, you have a good thing going." I had unzipped my jacket and he ripped it off to show the bruises that had been their for a while. "So this is your good thing." he said looking at me in in horror.
"You know what maybe it is my fault, because the Randi I knew when we started dating would never let herself become a victim, she was stronger than that. She respected her self, and gave a damn about her self. I don't know who this is, but it is certainly not the girl I fell love with 2 years ago." he walked over to the door. He turned around. "I want the old Randi back, the one who took nobody's crap, the one who wasn't afraid of every little thing. I love that Randi, call me if she shows again, but until then, forget about me." he slammed the door as he walked out. I heard his truck start.
I couldn't believe he just said that to me. He was right I know he treat me like crap at times, but I still had the back bone to leave. Even at my worst with Jon, I would have never let any guy hurt me. I started to cry again, realizing I had done this to myself. I brought my knees into my chest, I rested my face their. Wrapped my arms around my legs. I just cried. After what seemed like an hour I heard the door open. Looked up and it was Tommy.
"Hey honey, how are you feeling." he said walking over to me and kneeling by me. I was still sitting on the open part of the sectional. "How do you think I'm feeling, you beat the crap out of me two hours ago, how should I be feeling huh?" I snapped at him. He stood up, "I know I hurt you, but that is no reason to be a bitch." I cut him off before he could finish. "No reason to be a bitch, I should call the cops right now. One for what you did and two for how stupid you sound right now." I got up and screamed at him. "Look at me Tommy, look at all of the crap you've put me through. I have bruises and scars from every fight we've ever had. I SAID LOOK AT ME" as I got into his face. "Do you even remember how any of them started huh, DO YOU." I screamed. As I started screaming again Roman, Paige, Seth and Dean all came in. I knew Dean had told them, and I wasn't mad.
"Before any of you start, just let me say something. I've been lying to all of you. You all have been amazing to me since the rape, and I have become an distant bitch. I have been a horrible friend. And that is my fault, and I am so sorry. But lately I have had a lot going on." I took my sweatshirt off exposing all of my scars and bruises. Paige, Roman and Seth jaws dropped, Dean just shook his head and looked down at the floor. "I've been treating you like crap, as away to get out the anger of me being treated like crap." I looked right at Tommy as he tried to leave. I pushed him back down and I saw Dean go over by the door so he couldn't get out. "I have been beaten the crap out of for the past five months. Every little thing I have done wrong has resulted in a slap in the face and punch to the gut, kicking and having things thrown at me. I have been put throw glass coffee tables and mugs broken over my head."
I looked straight at him. By this time majority over everybody in the room had gathered around. I began crying during all of this. "Do you want to continue story time Tommy or should I." I said as I got in his face. He didn't say anything, he looked at the floor. I pointed to a scar on my forehead. "This is when I over poured wine on his birthday, it got his pants, so he decided to bash me over the head with the wine bottle. This is from today." I held up my bruised wrist. "I was five minutes late coming home from the grocery store, he knew because he would time me. So because I was late, I was obliviously trying to cheat on him. He grabbed me by the wrist and throw me into two bookshelves. It's also the reasons for the bruises on my back."
I walked up to him and looked in his eyes. He turned his head but I snapped it back. "The only thing I want to know is why. Why are you doing this to me. Why do you hit me over and over again. Why do you think I deserve this. What did I do to deserve all of this I want to know, I deserve to know." I screamed at him. "Tell me I deserve to know." I screamed at him again. He got up and looked me in the face "Maybe if you weren't such an idiotic bitch, who knew how do absolutely anything, I wouldn't get mad." he screamed at me. I saw his arm raise up. I couldn't believe he would hit me in front of everybody. He didn't have a chance Dean tackled him. He started beating him up screaming at him. "You think you're such a man hitting on someone half you size. How about you fight someone your own size huh." Dean screamed as Roman pulled him off of Tommy.
Paige had called the cops, they got their rather fast. "What happened here." one of the officers asked. "That man had been beating me for the past 5 months. I would like to press charges." answered. "Miss what is your name." they asked. "Randi Parker." "Okay and you sir what is your name, and what happened to your face." the other officer asked pointing to Tommy. "Thomas Dalton, and that asshole tried to beat the crap out of me." he answered pulling himself up. "Who's the asshole who assaulted you." the officer asked looking around. "Oh that would be me, Jonathan Good." Dean said as he stepped forward. "OH, so you admit to assaulting him." the officer asked. "Yes, and if he hadn't pulled me off, I'd have killed him." Dean said pointing to Roman. "Okay, um well Jack, put MR. Dalton under arrest." the officer told his partner. "Are you going to arrest that asshole, I want to press charges.' Tommy asked as the other officer put him in cuffs. "Well sir, tell me the truth, did you do that to her." he asked pointing to me. "Yeah, dumb bitch deserved it." Tommy said. "Well, from what I heard you say is you had a really bad fall, isn't that right Jack." he said looking at his partner. "Yeah, bad fall, you have to be careful man." he said dragging him to the car.
"So we're going to go to the developmental, if you want we can talk afterward." Paige said giving me a hug. I nodded my head. I saw Dean about to leave. "Hey Jon, can I talk to you for a sec." I said walking over by the couch. He shut the door and walked over to me. "I just wanted to say I'm sorry for blaming you. None of this is your fault. I j-j-ust wasn't able to blame me for letting it happen this long." I said staring at the side of the couch. "Its not your fault either Randi, its that jackass', he had no right to hit you." he said as I looked at him starting to cry. "I let him, I forgave him every time, I did everything wrong Jon, how isn't it my fault." I cried. He pulled me in for a hug and just let me cry on his chest.