A/N: Hey guys! Mel here! You guys with your reviews are awesome! Seriously, I love you guys. Thanks to all the other reviewers who took the time to point out how they agree with me when it comes to younger guys being buried. It drives me crazy, but it's most difficult for me to watch Zack be buried week, after week, after week since I love him so much. So thanks for the support, guys! :] I saw all your comments after I posted twenty-seven, (figures), which is why I'm thanking you now! :] Anyway, here's chapter twenty-nine, enjoy!

Mikaela stood in the middle of the ring as she stretched, waiting for Mel to come out. The two had a match tonight.

She glanced back at Randy, who proudly stood in her corner to support her. "You got this, baby," he smirked.

"Of course I do," she smirked back. "Mel stands no chance against me."

"Not even the slightest of chances," he laughed.

Moments later, Mel's music hit, and she walked out hand in hand with Zack, their fingers laced together. Mikaela huffed as she rolled her eyes. She really does know how to string a guy along, Mikaela thought to herself as she watched Mel step onto the apron.

Mel's eyes darkened when she saw Randy standing in Mikaela's corner. Of course Mikaela was only using Cody for whatever reason her twisted brain had given her, but those were reasons Mel would never understand.

Mel didn't even bother to stand on the ropes, and wave to her fans, or kiss Zack. She jumped in the ring, standing face to face with Mikaela. "I knew you never loved him." Mel said flatly, her eyes cold. "I called it, I told you that you never loved him, and you have proved my point, Mikaela. I thought I knew you. After being your best friend for as long as I have, I thought I knew you, but damn was I wrong." She said angrily. "You have the nerve to lie to me when I ask you where my boyfriend was, and then you have the fucking nerve to break him and I up knowing what I went through before? Knowing my past?" She said, glaring at her. "You've made my life nothing short of a living hell, Mikaela. I don't even know who you are anymore."

Mikaela only stared at Mel, "how many times are you going to play that stupid sob story, Mel? I heard you told Zack. I'm sure he feels even more sorry for you now then he did when he first met you." She smirked, shaking her head. "You really are stupid, aren't you Mel? You stand no chance in this war. I could take you out faster than you could ever blink." She spat, "you're stand here, saying that I've changed, but what about you, Mel? Huh? Tell me, who's better in bed, my brother, or your boy toy, Zack?"

Mel glared, growling low in her throat before slapping Mikaela hard across the face. She had seriously had it with Mikaela and her bullshit. She wasn't going to take it anymore. She was going to stand up for herself. "Don't you dare go there, Mikaela. Because you damn well know I never slept with your brother, nor have I slept with Zack. Not that that's any of your goddamn businesses. But I've heard you're getting around with Randy. So, who are you to talk?"

Mikaela's jaw tightened, and she slapped Mel so hard she fell to the mat. "You fucking bitch!" She screamed. "Don't you dare say something you don't know anything about," she sneered.

Mel held her cheek as it stung from thee slap, and then next thing she knew, Mikaela kicked her in the face, right in the nose.

Even though the bell never rang, Mikaela continued, and dominated most of the "match" between her and Mel. She even was able to pull of the RKO so she could have a piece of Randy with her when she was in the ring.

Once she delivered the RKO for the second time, she got the three count as she and Randy celebrated in the ring.

But then the unexpected happened, Randy began to attack Mel, and even Mikaela didn't expect this. Randy kicked Mel in the stomach, and then delivered her the RKO to her himself.

But once he heard her voice, he stopped, and looked at her. "Come on, Randy." Mikaela said softly, holding out her hand, waiting for him to take it.

The Viper glanced down at Mel, who was beaten, bruised, and had a bloody lip, and nose. He didn't mean to attack her, but the voices were talking to him again. "Come on, Randy." Mikaela urged again. "Lets get out of here."

Randy sighed, turning to Mikaela, taking her hand into his as the two left hand in hand without even saying a word to Mel.

Zack glared at the two of them as they walked out of the arena, and up the ramp. He was truly growing to hate Mikaela Mizanin.

He then turned his attention back to his girlfriend, who had yet to move. "Baby," he whispered, kneeling down next to her. "Are you okay? Are you all right?"

Mel whimpered in response, "Punk," she whispered, dozing in and out of consciousness.

Zack turned around to see Eve standing behind him, "can you please go and get Punk?"

Eve nodded, "I'll be right back."

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Mikaela and Randy were now in his hotel room, as he was pacing back and fourth. "What was that back there?" She asked quietly as she watched him pace back and fourth.

"I don't know," he mumbled as he kicked the trashcan and sent it flying across the room. "I don't know what the fuck happened! They just got in my head again! They told me to attack Mel…said she's no good to you," he sighed.

Mikaela sighed as she took him by the hand, "Randy, come here," she mumbled.

He turned to look at her, and their eyes locked.

She ran a hand through his hair, "it's okay. It's all right," she whispered. "They're gone now," she said softly. "Stay with me and I promise they'll be gone forever."

Randy took a deep breath, pressing his forehead against hers. "I need you," he breathed. "If I'm without you, they'll never leave me alone."

"You'll never be without me, baby. I promise."

He looked up at her, and nodded, his shoulders relaxing. "Good."

"Of course," she whispered, kissing him softly.

He kissed her back as he pulled her closer, and deepened it. "You're my girl now," he said. "Now and forever."

"Always." She mumbled into the kiss. "Always."

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Elsewhere, Eve was still looking for Punk as she raced up and down the halls in a full panic. She was put to a stop when she ran into Mike.

He studied her face for a few moments, quickly reading her. "What's the matter, Eve?"

"Have you seen Punk!?" She said, panicking. "I gotta find him, I need to find him now" She urged, tears behind her eyes. Ever since Mel had lost Mikaela, Eve and her were slowly starting to become friends, and Eve was worried about her friend.

"He's in his locker room listening to music. What's the matter, Eve?"

Eve ran down the hall quickly, motioning Mike to come with her, "Mel had a match with Mikaela, and of course Mel was too weak to fight back, and Mikaela beat her ass. But she's asking for her brother, and Zack asked me to find him!" She said, talking so fast that Mike couldn't exactly understand her.

"It's okay, Eve," he said, his voice soft. "It's all right."

They found him a few minutes later, and the second Mel's name came out of Eve's mouth, he was gone, leaving her with Mike.

Eve was slightly shaking, "that scared the shit out of me, Mike." She whispered.

"Shhh, it's all right, everything is going to be just fine," Mike promised, bringing her into his arms, and holding her tight. "Shhh," he whispered. "Mel is gonna be just fine," he promised, stroking her hair.

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Punk was now carrying his sister out of the ring, who was awake, but extremely dazed.

Mel opened her eyes, which she had closed to see if it would help ease the pain. When she opened her eyes to see her brother looking back at her, it helped a little bit. "Punk," she breathed.

"Hey, Melly. Stay awake for me now, okay?"

Mel nodded, "I'm tired, though."

"That's because Mikeala gave you the RKO, and then Randy did, but stay awake."

Mel mumbled something, and then looked back at her brother. "Where's Zack?"

"Right beside me," he promised.

Punk took Mel to Zack's hotel room, placing her on the bed. "She should be all right now," he said. "Just don't let her sleep too long. She probably has a horrible headache."

Zack nodded, his eyes sad. "All right, thanks man."

Punk nodded, "you all right?"

Zack waited a moment before replying, "just sick of this war."

"We all are," Punk said. "But stick with me, I've got your back."

Zack smiled weakly, giving him a pat on the back, "thanks, Punk."

"Anytime," he said. "Let me know how Mel is later."

Zack nodded, and watched Punk leave. He truly was a good big brother. The best.

Twenty minutes later, Zack felt Mel start to stir in his bed, "hey you," he said softly. "How do you feel?"

"Like I got hit by a truck," she mumbled, holding her head. "I think I'm gonna take a hot shower."

"Alone?" The Long Island native asked.

Mel gave him a look before pushing his face away playfully, as she blushed at his question, "yes. Alone."

Zack smiled, "all right, I'll wait for you."

Mel smiled back as she gave him a quick kiss, and then hoped in the shower.

She stood in there, allowing the hot water to take away the pain she felt from her match, and just overall from everything she had been put through over the past few weeks. She was emotionally and mentally drained.

Thirty minutes later she stepped out of the bathroom in a pair of Zack's sweatpants, and one of his t-shirts. She felt much better.

But she felt her heart jump when her boyfriend was no longer sitting on the bed. However, when she turned her head towards the kitchen, she saw he had made dinner, with a single candle in the middle of the table, and another rose in his hand.

Mel smiled sweetly at him, "is there a day that goes by where you aren't ever romantic?"

Zack smirked, "I'll let you be the judge of that," he whispered as he pressed his lips on to her forehead, and then handed her the rose.

She smiled at him, rolling her eyes at his comment as she inhaled the scent of the flower.

"Dinner?" Zack asked, pointing towards the table.

Mel shook her head, taking him by the hand as she walked backwards towards the bed. "For tonight, I think I much rather skip dinner, and go straight to desert." She whispered into his ear, pulling him close to her.

"Well, you know what they say," he whispered back to her. "Desert is the best part of the meal," he whispered in her ear, placing a soft kiss on her neck as he buried his face into the side of her neck.

Mel giggled as she kissed him deeply, falling backwards onto the bed, and bringing Zack down with her. Tonight was gonna be a good night.

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A/N: Yay! I did it! I got up chapter twenty-nine! (Say what!? Twenty-nine!?) I honestly didn't think I was going to because I have to get up early for class tomorrow, and it's already past midnight here, lololol. Don't forget to review, we love them, and you guys! See you tomorrow! Night guys! - Mel