Melina was stuck in a violent relationship she couldn't escape any time soon. Things get worse with Dave Batista.. But can that one person from her past save her from everything?
AN;; 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 and John walked backstage of that week's taping of SMACKDOWN, holding each other hands with their fingers entwined. Melina smiled to herself and lent her head onto John's shoulder as the pair continued to walk around in search of John's locker room for the day, which, they both couldn't seem to find anywhere. Melina grinned to herself and pressed her lips to Johns cheek gently, smirking to herself as the quiet whispering around them slowly got louder and more rushed. She rolled her eyes to herself before looking up at John again, grinning to herself as she watched him for a moment. God, she was lucky to have him again.. She was never going to let him go. She was never going to let him walk out of her life so easily again, never. She gripped onto John's hand slightly tighter at the thought, biting down on her bottom lip roughly before slowly calming down again, after all, it was just a thought. John said he loved her, and he never normally lied. She smiled to herself again and lent her head back onto John's shoulder, sighing happily to herself before letting out a slight giggle at what John said next.
"Found it! Damn mother fucking thing.." He muttered, shoving open the door that had his name written on a white piece of paper, which was stuck onto the door.
Melina laughed quietly to herself and shook her head, walking into the locker room and dropping her duffel bag onto the bench besides them. She had a match against, uh, someone.. Who she could not remember at all.. But, knowing it was probably Michelle McCool or someone along those lines. She looked up at John and grinned as she zipped open her bag and grabbed her ring attire, putting it beside her bag and biting down on her bottom lip. She grabbed both of the outfits she couldn't decide between, turning around.
"Which one do you think?" She asked.
John turned around and raised an eyebrow to himself, before looking down at the red and blue outfit she had in her hand, or the pink one. He thought she would have looked great in both, but pulled a face as he thought.
"Red and blue, definitely." He said with a nod and a lopsided grin.
Melina grinned and leaned up, kissing John on the lips lightly and turning around. John laughed and shook his head to himself as he watched Melina, before smirking to himself as she pulled off her shirt.
"I might go into another room.. I can't watch this without having the temptation to lock the both of us in here." He groaned as he heard her unzip her jeans.
Melina looked over at him from her shoulder, shaking her head to herself and smirking faintly.
"Get use to it." She murmured, winking at him playfully before changing into her ring attire..
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Melina bit down on her bottom lip and closed her eyes as she stood at the entrance for the stage, slinging her Championship belt over her left shoulder and looking up at John, who grinned down at her before kissing her lips lightly.
"Your gonna kick ass doll face, don't worry.." He whispered down to her.
Melina smiled up at him and nodded. She didn't know what she would do without him now that she had him. She would probably die.. She grinned before kissing John lightly before walking out onto the stage as her theme music burst throughout the arena. She stood on the beginning of the ramp, lifting her left leg into the air slightly before stomping it down onto the ground as she held her belt above her head with a grin. She grinned to herself still at the cheers that run throughout the arena, laughing quietly to herself at the few cat calls that came from afew men in the audience. She shook her head before signalling for the music to stop, grabbing a microphone as her theme music stopped.
JR;; "I wonder what's going on here Cole.. Our Woman's Champion has just signalled for her music to cut."
Cole;; "I think we're about to find out JR.."
Melina looked around at the crowd and grinned, before bringing the microphone up to her mouth.
"Thank you guys!" She yelled, pausing as the crowd erupted into cheers for a moment. "Now, i want you all to cheer loudly for this next person.. You might remember us from way back.. But, everyone please give it up for.." She said, before stopping.
Cheers ran throughout of the arena, before John's theme music started, causing them all to get louder along with screams. Melina grinned over at John as he walked out, laughing as she was pulled into a hug by him before he lent her backwards and kissed her neck lightly. Melina grinned before standing up again and lifting John's arm up into the air, causing the screams and cheers to start again. John's music stopped, quickly replaced by Melina's before the pair made their way down the ramp and John stood back with a smirk as they came to the ring.
"Take it away." He said with a wider smirk.
Melina shook her head and winked at him before walking over to the steps and walking up them, standing on the apron and holding onto the top ropes, before jumping up into the air and landing in the splits. Melina giggled as John whistled loudly, grinning to herself before sliding under the bottom rope and standing up. She smirked as John slid under the bottom rope between her legs, before pulling her close to him and crushing her lips to his. Melina pulled back after a moment and grinned, before watching John make his way out of the ring. She handed her belt to someone on the outside of the ring, before turning to see who she was up against for the match.
Here she comes again
Like good medicine
Every step she takes
My blood is flowin
Her legs go on and on for days
She's got a hold on me
I need the remedy
Just to hold her would
Be a cure for me
I can't keep goin on this way
Melina blinked afew times as Maria's theme music blared throughout the arena, looking at John and shrugging before turning back to Maria as she lent over at the top of the ramp and blew a kiss. Melina rolled her eyes to herself slightly and watched as Maria made her way down the ring slowly.
She's at the top of her game
She don't know my name
The future's lookin bleak
She's outa my league
Look out
She'll tear your heart out
Look out
She'll rock your world there's no doubt
She comes and goes when she wants to
I'd do anything she wanted me to
Who would blame me with legs like that..
Melina lent against the ropes and watched Maria parade around, shaking her head to herself before running towards Maria and locking up the second the bell rang.. Signalling the start of the match..
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5 Minutes later.
Melina smirked to herself as she looked down on Maria on the floor, looking at John who was still at ringside, flashing him a grin before winking. She brought Maria's legs back before leaning backwards and holding her head up in her with her arms as she preformed 'California Dream' on her. Melina resister the urge to laugh as John cheered her on from the outside, before adding more pressure onto Maria. Maria yelled out in pain before tapping on the mat below her furiously, causing Melina to let go and roll off of her. She smirked before raisins a hand and watching Maria leave the ring slowly, looking up as John held her hand up in victory, grinning down at her before crushing his lips down to hers. Melina grinned against his lips before kissing him back, slowly pulling back and holding hers and John's hands above her head with her Woman's championship in her other free hand. Melina grinned before watching John get out of the ring, waiting on the ramp for her. She dropped down on her knees before rolling under the bottom rope and running over to John, jumping up and wrapping her legs around his waist, crushing his lips with hers, giggling quietly. John pulled back and smirked, before raising Melina's arm in the air again and carrying her up the ramp and backstage. Melina grinned to herself before burying her head into the crook of John's neck gently as he carried her to their locker room. Nothing could ruin this moment.
Not the quiet whispers from the divas that hater her.
Not the staring faces.
Nothing..
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A/N;; LAST CHAPTER NEXT!!