This will be the last chapter of its kind for this story. I have not gotten any e-mails about readers being uncomfortable but from a personal note, it is getting hard for me to write. I thought getting it out in my own words would help me, but I am not ready for the world to know exactly what happened, just know it was a lot worse than this. Once again, readers are warned.

WARNING: THE FOLLOWING CHAPTER CONTAINS SENSITIVE MATERIAL. IF YOU DO NOT FEEL COMFORTABLE, PLEASE STOP READING. I WILL WARN YOU IN THE STORY WHEN IT HAPPENS AND WHEN IT ENDS IF YOU WANT TO SKIP OVER IT. IF THIS HAS EVER HAPPENED TO YOU, PLEASE TELL SOMEONE! YOU ARE NOT ALONE!

Hero – Skillet

"It's just another war.
Just another family torn,
Falling from my faith today.
Just a step from the edge.
Just another day in the world we live.
I need a hero to save me now.
I need a hero, save me now.
I need a hero to save my life.
A hero will save me just in time."

October 28, 2010
Milwaukee, Wisconsin
Hilton Head
3:45 PM

It was a horrible day outside but a pretty good day inside. It was extremely dark and dreary, the rain was pounding against the hotel room window and the thunder shook the building while the lightening lit up the room even with the curtains pulled closed. The last I heard was there was a tornado warning, which was rare during this time of month since tornado season was over. I guess, if you piss off Mother Nature enough, she'll throw a curve ball at you. I just didn't know what she was pissed at.

I sighed and turned away from the window and walking towards the bed. I smiled and laid down on it, snuggling into Randy's warm chest and resting back sore back. Recently, it had been causing me some pain and all I could do was rest it. Randy would sometimes massage it for me, trying to work out the knots but it always turned into something more intimate. I would always yell at him afterwards, playfully of course, I wasn't really mad at him but he always made my back worse after it. So I made sure I slept later than he did.

"Babe, I'm going to go to the mall with John to start Christmas shopping. It's probably one of the few chances we will have." Randy said to me as his arm encircled around my waist. "Would you like to come with us?"

I shook my head and rubbed my hand across his stomach. "No, I'll be fine. I'm just going to stay here and relax."

He smiled and kissed me softly, the taste of his lips tasted like cinnamon mixed with a little of sugar. It was an amazing taste and I couldn't get enough of it. I smiled against his lips before he pulled away. "You can go with Maryse; she's Halloween shopping for all of us and also buying Christmas gifts."

Halloween was fast approaching and we had forgotten all about it until Jericho asked Maryse and me what we were going to be and if we were going to meet everyone at the club. Obviously, according to Maryse, we were so I begged her not to get anything to skimpy or Randy would have to kill every person who looked at me. I did not want my boyfriend going to jail, again.

"I think I'll stay here." I replied smiling up at him. "What are we doing for Thanksgiving and Christmas? My family or yours?"

Randy seemed to think for a moment. "I guess we can do the day before Thanksgiving at my parents and then Thanksgiving Day, we'll do with yours."

"And Christmas?"

"John and I planned it. Day before: John and Maryse will be coming over the house. Day of Christmas: your parents. Day after: mine. Then, John and Maryse will meet us in Times Square and we'll watch the ball drop for New Years." He answered. His plan seemed perfect.

"I've never been to Times Square to see the ball drop."

"Well, babe, it's happening this year." He grinned and rolled over on top of me. I laughed and he playfully growled. "I love you." He said, kissing me before getting off of me and grabbing his cell phone and keys. "Are you sure you don't want to come with us?"

I giggled and got out of bed, wrapping my arms around his waist. "I'm sure. Go have fun with John, don't shop too much."

He laughed and kissed my head. "I'll be back in like two hours or so, okay?"

"Take your time." I said. We kissed one more time before he left the room to go with John. I was about to go take a shower and relax when some strange noises were coming from the hallway. I scrunched up my eyebrows and shrugged, grabbing clothes out of my suitcase.

My relaxation for the day was rudely interrupted when my hotel room door slammed wide open. I stood up straight, my heart nearly beating out of my chest. I could hear my blood pumping in my ears as thunder rolled across the sky. This was all too familiar. The last fight I had when it was horrible weather was with Randy. Wade Barrett stood in my hotel room, slamming the door shut behind him. I briefly made out Heath Slater and Husky Harris' faces before the door closed completely, leaving me trapped.

"How dare you." He sneered, his English accent making it sound ten times worse.

I moved away from the dresser quickly, trying not to show my fear of him. I had a feeling it was about to get a million times worse than it was in the arena and this time, no one was there to beat him up afterward. His right eye was a fading bruise and his split lip was still visible to those who knew he had it. He was still a mess and he seemed to be still limping because of his damaged knee. There was a faint scar on his forehead where we had to get stitches from the gasp John had caused.

"I don't understand what you mean." I mumbled carefully, trying not to rise too much of a reaction out of him.

"You told!" Wade screamed at me. His face twisted into anger and his eyes grew a dangerous shade of green.

"Yes-s." I whispered softly, my voice shaking with pure fear. "Yes, I did."

He strode closer to me as I stepped back. His height was intimidating since I was only 5'9 and he was around 6'5. All I wanted to do was to blend into the wall and pretend I didn't exist. No one was here to help me get away from him; I was left to the devices of Wade Barrett while the Nexus guarded the door to the hotel room and the hallways to this floor. I was completely trapped.

I watched him come closer to me as I stepped back. I wanted to put as much space between us as I could but he would always get closer. I just wanted him to leave; I wouldn't tell anyone about this this time. I swore and no one would find out.

"Please, I had to. They would have found out anyway but they heard it from me first. If I had let it go on any longer it would have been ten times worse than it was for yo-" I was cut off as his fist collided with the wall behind me. I jumped and stopped talking after a shriek was pulled out of me, training my eyes to look at the floor.

"Do you honestly think I will let this slide?" He asked me as he stepped closer once again; I looked back up to him, fear seeping out of every pore of my body. "You betrayed a direct order! AN ORDER FROM ME! I HAVE THE RIGHT MIND TO FIRE YOU!"

"Please, I beg of you. Please, do not hurt me." I begged desperately as I was backed against the wall. Tears were threatening to come out of my eyes and I never felt this vulnerable in my life. "I can make you a deal."

"A deal?" He asked me as if it was a ridiculous idea in the first place and I knew it was but it was the only chance I had.

"Yes, I will submit and follow your orders down to the most horrible order you could ever think of if you do not hurt me. Please."

"A deal?" He asked disbelieving me. "I don't make deals. Why would I? I'm in charge of it all! I could call anyone out and challenge them. Why do I need you to make me a deal? John is doing a great job with following my orders, yet you are the hardest to break. Are you determined to make me a laughing stock?" He asked slowly.

I shook my head; my bottom lip was starting to quiver. "N-No. I am not." I whispered again. My voice seemed to be failing me and I was trying to will it back.

"Obviously you don't know me. Let me show you exactly who I am." He told me. He grabbed my upper arms and I pulled away from him. I did not want a repeat.

[The following scene may be uncomfortable for some readers]

"Don't touch me." I gasped as I ripped my arms away from him. "Stop."

He didn't say anything but continue to grab at me. I felt him drag me towards the bed as I continued to yell at him. His body weight was too much for me to handle and I went crashing down onto the mattress. I was never rendered unhelpful in my life. I needed to get out but he was too strong for me to even move one of my fingers. He soon followed me onto the bed and I felt his hand on my thigh, going up my skirt.

"NO, GET OFF ME!" I screamed "NO! PLEASE!" His hand hiked my skirt up as I fought him off as fear fed my adrenaline. "NO! NO! GET OFF ME! PLEASE! HAVE MERCY! STOP!"

I faintly heard his belt buckle being undone and I struggled harder as I felt his hand going closer to my privates. I tried to fight him off harder, pushing at his shoulders but his free hand gripped my wrists and held them above my head. I cried, tears were pouring down my cheeks as I screamed out. I was helpless and I tried to shift my body around continuously so he would lose his hold on me.

"NO! PLEASE, WADE! STOOOOOOOP! NO. NOOOOOOOO!" I screamed at him. "RANDY! RANDY, HELP ME!" I screamed so loud that my voice cracked. I could hear shuffling outside the hotel room. "JOHN!"

I felt my panties being moved to the side and something hard being pressed on the side of my thigh. His hands ripped my shirt to hell and back. I felt the cold air hit my bare chest and goose bumps rose on my skin. His mouth was all over my chest and I cried harder. I was nearly naked in front of the man I absolutely hated. Only Randy was supposed to see my body.

I looked up at Wade and tried to beg him to stop but he ignored me and continued to harm me. I knew he found it hard to get inside me because I kept forcing him to move around. I knew that if he got inside me, I would be caught in his grasp and unable to get him out because he would be attached to me. "I BEG OF YOU! PLEASE STOP! PLEASE! WADE, PLEASE! AHHHHHHHHH!"

I felt his tip slide against my folds and I screamed more as his tip just barely pushed into my entrance. My voice was cracking and I knew my vocal cords wouldn't hold on any longer. I gave one last scream before the door was slammed open. Wade was thrown off of me and I instantly curled into a ball, not caring who was seeing me in such a state. I cried extremely hard, my lungs wouldn't get enough oxygen to let me catch my breath.

"YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE!" I heard Hunter scream. It was followed by the sickening sound of breaking bones and a strangled groan of pain.

"Kayley!" Maryse's voice called as she ran towards me on the bed. "Oh my God, Kayley! It's okay, we're going to take you to the hospital and get you better."

"TOUCH MY GIRLFRIEND AGAIN AND I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU, YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT!" Randy screamed at the top of his lungs. He got on top of him and started to beat him within an inch of life. Blood was spraying everywhere out of Wade's nose and mouth as Randy's fists continued to come into contact with his face.

"Randy, stop! You're going to kill him!" John yelled at him. "Randy, stop! He's passed out! You've done your damage! You don't want to kill him!"

"HE TRIED TO RAPE MY GIRLFRIEND!" He yelled at John who looked just as distraught. "HE TRIED TO RAPE HER! I'LL FUCKING KILL HIM!"

"I know but you don't want to kill him!"

"YES I FUCKING DO!" Randy went after Wade's body but John held him back against his chest, his arms around Randy's.

"Calm down. Believe me, I want to kill the bastard to but we can't. We have to leave it for the police."

"N-no." I whispered so softly that they barely heard it. I had one of Randy's button up shirts on that Maryse had found and was buttoning it up. "He'll just come back."

"But Kayley, he tried to-" Hunter started.

"I know, I was there." I replied in my shaky voice. "If we report him to the police, he will get out and find me again. If we pretend it didn't happen it'll be okay…"

"You can't be serious babe." Randy replied. "He tried to rape you and damn near succeeded. He would have if John didn't hear screaming from the elevator. We have to take action."

"I am serious." I mumbled. "You've done enough to him."

"Did he…get you?" John asked carefully and I felt Randy's smoldering eyes on me, waiting for the answer he wanted to hear so he had another excuse to kill Wade.

I understood was he was trying to say and technically he did but he didn't get inside of me fully, so I told them, "No."

John let out a sigh of relief. I could tell Hunter didn't believe me but right now I didn't care. I just wanted to cry and let this day end. Hunter ran a hand through his hair. "Kayley, go back to Texas. Don't tell Shawn, I'll call him and tell him." Maryse rubbed my arm soothingly. "Randy, go home and be with your girlfriend. I give you guys three weeks off of work."

"We'll head home but not before I get her checked out at the hospital." Randy replied, he took my hand carefully and pulled me up to him, wrapping his arms around me as softly as he could without hurting me or making me feel uncomfortable. "Everything is okay now, baby. Everything is fine." He whispered to me.

John held Maryse in his arms, kissing her softly. I smiled at it and held onto Randy. Hunter ran a hand through his hair and looked down at the unconscious and bloody body of Wade. "This whole Nexus thing was a bad idea. I shouldn't have pressured you into this Kayley."

I shook my head and raised it to look at my uncle. "It is not your fault, Hunter. I accepted the terms, I told Wade I would follow his orders and I didn't. It's-"

"Don't you dare say it's your fault Kayley Elizabeth." John spoke up from behind us. Randy and I turned around to see John holding Maryse close to his body. "None of this is your fault. It's ours because we made you accept the offer and we weren't there to protect you."

"John-"

"Kayley, for once in your life will you put the fault on us?" Maryse asked, her voice was filled with emotion and her accent was so thick, it was hard to understand her. "I am your best girl friend and I should have been here with you instead of shopping," John squeezed her tighter. "From now on cloche du sud you will always have one of us around you."

I smiled at the name she gave me, which meant 'bell of the south'. "Thank you."

Hunter sighed. "I'll be down in Texas to explain the situation to Shawn. Kayley, I want you and Randy to go straight to your house and rest."

"I want John and Maryse to come."

Hunter nodded and kicked Wade's body in the side. "Fine, go now though before Wade wakes up again."

Then we left for a hospital in San Antonio, Texas.

All I knew now was that Wade Barrett had to count his lucky stars because John Cena, Hunter Hearst Helmsley, and Randy Orton were on his tail.