Me: I would like to thank coolchic79260/Angelgirl16290 for reviewing the last chapter. You rock :D...and I would also like to credit her for the idea for this chapter. You still rock :D :D. Also the OC's Laura Cena and Stacy Laurinatis belong to her :). Anyways, next chapter starts...NOW!
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FF to October 2, 2011
Phoenix's POV
Ever since that day where Mike had basically dragged me out of the club in LA and in common sense, kidnapped me, I've been living in my own personal Hell, and heck, Hell would be a nicer place to experience living than what I'm feeling now.
I've been put in non-legal appointed 'house arrest' by Mike, which by his standards mean literally thrown down a set of basement stairs in an abandoned house that he just found off the side of the road in some part of the United States, or not even in the States I couldn't tell anymore. So, I'm locked inside a basement, with everything that would allow me to escape locked, and whenever Mike comes and visits me (usually drunk), takes out all of the anger that he has pent up inside him over the fact that I've 'cheated' on him numerous times out on me by abusing me till the point that I shouldn't survive anymore blow that he gives me.
I was literally lying on the basement floor, not really wanting to move after another beatdown that Mike has given me a little earlier than he usually does because he has 'something important' to do, which I find hard to believe, and what I think he's doing is going to a nearby bar, getting drunk as hell, go back and do what he normally does before leaving me to hopefully die.
"and this is all because I 'cheated' on him again?" I asked, annoyed and (since I was near a door), I leaned my hand on it just for the heck of it, before leaning on it too much, and the door opened?
I slightly turned my head around and raised my eyebrows. "He accidentally left the door unlocked?" I asked. With the help of the stair-rails that were placed near my hands (thank God), I grabbed them firmly and raised myself off of the ground. When I eventually did get off of the ground, I slowly climbed up the stairs, but winced at every moment as I felt every shock of pain from my feet to all throughout my body.
When I would eventually reached the main floor of the abandoned home, I was shocked. The house looked absolutely fabulous. The only reason why I didn't see it the first time was because it was extremely dark outside at the time that Mike kidnapped me, so, no light (obviously) would get through to the house. I walked through all of the house and saw that it was beautiful. I walked by a mirror once before sawing myself in it for a quick second before heading back to the mirror and saw myself for more than a second as I saw all the bruises, scars and dried up blood that was on my face that was left there by Mike.
"Why am I still with that psycho?" I muttered to myself as I lightly felt my face because it was sensitive to the touch of my fingers. I'd stopped looked at my face, then lifted up a dark grey long sleeve shirt that Mike gave to me because he didn't want to look at my 'cheating slutty body' as he would like to call it, along with the same colour sweatpants, which by now, was covered with dried up blood. Just as soon as I'd lifted my shirt up to my breasts, I saw nothing but bruises. Some just forming from the beat-down just a few moments ago and some of them that were from previous beat-downs. I couldn't help but let a few tears escape my eyes. I lowered my shirt and walked upstairs to see if there was a bathroom there so I could do something about my face. When I would eventually get upstairs, I instantly smelt something. Smelt like...a decaying body?
I walked to the room that I felt that the scent was the strongest, and, it was the bathroom. So, I slowly opened the bathroom and saw that blood was smeared everywhere. Horrified, I slowly walked more inside the room, and up towards the bath tub and saw a dead body of a woman who looked around to be my age or a year or two older.
With a more horrified look on my face, I saw a piece of paper beside me with something written on it. I'd picked up the paper and saw this:
Hey baby :)
If you ever decide to leave this relationship for good
you're going to end up like the body that you see in front of you.
Dead.
Taking a big gulp, I'd placed the piece of paper down and started to repeat the one phrase that was said to me over and over again when I was growing up.
"Fairy tales do not tell children the dragons exist. Children already know that dragons exist. Fairy tales tell children the dragons can be killed,"
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New Orleans, Louisiana
Hell in a Cell Pay Per View
"No, no, no, no, no," Co-VP of the WWE Divas' Division Laura Cena as she was looking at the news from her phone in her office. "This can't not be happening," She added.
"What is?" Alison asked.
"Read this," Laura said as she tossed her phone to Alison. "That should spell it out for you Alison," She added.
Alison received the phone from Alison and read what she was talking about.
BREAKING NEWS!
It has been reported that twenty five year old WWE Diva Phoenix Sorentino has been reported missing. She was last seen in St. Louis, Missouri last week. If you have any information that may lead to her being found, you are asked to call police.
"Holy bananas," Alison commented as she placed Laura's phone back on the table.
"I know, right?" Laura asked..
"Maybe this has something to do with Mike?" Alison asked.
Laura looked at her before asking, "What?"
"Laura, let's put all of this in some form of a perspective," Alison started. "By how I look at it, Mike and Phoenix has some up and downs in their relationship, he's been fired, Phoenix's over here in the WWE doing her job, Mike probably hates that, and decides to kidnap her just so that she would be around him like all the time," She added.
Laura looked at her before saying, "Look, Mike may be an annoying jackass who's obsessed over saying that he's awesome, but he's not a psychotic crazy person,"
"Just saying," Alison said with a shrug of her shoulders.
"Now, if you excuse me, I have a Divas Championship to defend against Stacy, and she definitely doesn't know what's she's getting herself into," Laura said with a smirk on her face as she grabbed her Divas Championship and walked out of the office.
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FF Few Hours
After the chaotic ending to the WWE Championship Triple Threat Match which would lead up to having Alberto Del Rio win the title and with Mike and Ron run down to the ring and attack the superstars and the officials, Laura was looking at the post match with somewhat of a shocked expression on her face.
"Laura," She kept on hearing her name being called. Laura turned around and saw that Josh was the one calling her name and he walked up to her. "Josh?" Laura asked. "Aren't you supposed to be with Sabrina?" She asked.
"She wants me to be back on the road. But anyways, there's something that I got to tell you," Josh said. "and it's about Phoenix," He added.
"What?" Laura asked, not realizing that a few police officers were taking away Ron and Mike in handcuffs, and Josh hadn't realized that either.
"Mike's kidnapped Phoenix," Josh asked.
"What?" Laura asked. "How do you know?" She asked.
"Look, she was in LA with me with the round of house shows there, so me, her and one of my friends decided to head to one of the many clubs there. Long story short, she was drunk and kissed my friend, not knowing that Mike was there. He was mad as he grabbed Phoenix's wrist and dragged her out of the club," Josh said.
Mike heard what Josh had said and thought Fuck. He's on to me.
"You kidding me?" Laura asked.
"No," Josh said.
Laura thought about it for a few minutes and said, "We're definitely going to look for her, but, since you're going to be busy with whatever it is you're going to be busy working on, and I'm busy with my stuff, we need someone who would physically going to look for her," She thought more for a few minutes before turning around and saw the officers with Mike and Ron. Her and Josh walked up to them and Laura asked, "Officers, can I just ask you something for a few moments?"
The officers turned around and one of them said, "Sure ma'am,"
"Could we talk to Ron for just a few moments, please sir?" Josh asked.
"Need the other guy?" Another officer asked, referring to Mike.
"No, you could take him to wherever you're taking him," Josh said.
The officers looked at each other for a few minutes, turned back to Laura and Josh and one of them said, "Make it quick," before letting go of the cuffs around Ron's wrists and walked away with the other officers that were holding Mike.
"What's up?" Ron asked.
"Long story short: Phoenix has gone missing. Josh has told me that it was Mike that kidnapped her, and since he's busy with whatever the main thing being is Sabrina, and since I'm busy with what I'm doing, we'd decided that you should be the one that should physically try to find her," Laura said.
"So, Phoenix's is missing, Mike's the one who's kidnapped her, and you two want me to find her is what both of you are trying to tell me, right?" Ron asked.
"Yes," Both Josh and Laura said at the same time.
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FF 2 Hours Later
I was still sitting in the bloodied bathroom, now crying my eyes out because of the dead body that wasn't even a full metre away from myself and thinking about what would happen to me by Mike if I were to ever leave our relationship.
"I don't wanna die. I don't wanna die. I don't wanna die," I whispered as I cried in between the words.
"PHOENIX!" I heard Mike yell as he slammed the door behind him.
"I don't wanna die," I said repeatedly even more faster than I originally was saying it before. I stopped just a minute later as all I heard was silence. Where is he? I asked myself in my head. As I was thinking about getting up off of the floor, with my hands reaching nearby things that would help support me getting up, that was when the door slammed opened.
Mike walked up to me, bent down and was near my face and yelled, "Why aren't you in the fucking basement like you're supposed to be!"
I didn't answer him as I tucked my knees up to my chest and my head fell down to my knees and continued crying.
"Answer me!" Mike yelled in her face.
I still didn't answer as I continued to cry.
Mike moved so that he was in front of me, grabbed a handful of my hair, pulled it back so much that my tear-covered face, and slapped my face so hard, that I thought that the skin that was on my cheeks were literally ripped off. "Answer me you cheating slut!" He yelled.
"Please don't hurt me," I said barely audible.
Mike slapped me again and said, surprisingly calm, "What was that?"
"P-p-p-please don't hu-hu-hu-hurt m-m-m-me," I stuttered as tears began falling down my eyes.
Mike slapped me, even more harder than the last time he did and yelled, "Don't you ever talk back to me!"
"I didn't you psycho!" I yelled, making Mike more in a bad mood than he was before. Oh fuck I thought in my head as I saw pure evil out of Mike's eyes.
He let go of my hair and got back into a vertical base, looked around the drawers and cabinets in the bathroom and found some duct tape. When I saw it, I thought Who the hell keeps duct tape in their bathroom? Then, just as quickly as I thought that, Mike put a piece of duct tape on my mouth, a piece of duct tape around my wrist and a piece of duct tape around my ankles and I was being dragged out of the bathroom and eventually out of the house.