A/N: There will be one at the bottom as well. Welcome to the sequel to Buzz Buzz. For those of you have not read it, I suggest reading it before reading this. You will be lost a little without it. The prologue isn't necessarily needed for the book, but it gives you a peek into what Jasmine dealt with before the first chapter of the book. Enjoy!

A fair warning- there is mention sexual abuse, rape, and alcohol abuse(maybe, idk, it's a brief mention that somebody goes on a bender)

Tuesday Night

SmackDown Live

7:55p.m.

I look in the mirror once more, checking out my usual black ring pants, new checkered green chest piece, new glossy deep green ring boots, and an old green lace mask that sits on top of my head for the time being. I pop my carefully done pink lips as I eye my perfectly done winged eye liner. I fluff my curls, and head out of my private room, running into the trio.

"You're leaving." It's more of a statement than a question from Dean.

"Yeah, going out on story line injury. Need a break." I walk by them as I make my way to the front with them now trailing me.

"Jasmine-"

"Roman, nothing any of you say will convince me to stay. I need a break. I've worked my ass off for a good few years, most of them in NXT. This…" I sigh. "This bullshit is the perfect excuse to get the hell away for a little while."

Nobody responds and we finally make it to the front.

"Look, I'll be back alright? This isn't the last of me." I turn and face them. "I'll be back after Mania, worst case scenario." That sparks alarm amongst them. "Look, that's worst case. I could be back way sooner. It's up to me, alright?"

"Jazzy, just…" I look to Seth as he trails off. "Keep in touch? Keep us updated."

I nod and hug him. I pull back as a producer starts counting down. I'm handed a mic as I walk to the curtain. On my cue, I walk out and as always the crowd goes electric.

I make my way to the ring, and climb in.

"So, I gotta say… losing to Bliss… it kinda sucked ass." I chuckle as I walk around listening to them. "You see, I don't take my losses that easily. So, Miss Bliss, why don't you prance your little Harley Quinn wannabe ass down here, and give me a re-match?"

The crowd goes wild and moments later, her music drops.

One week later

I set the bags down sighing. I've been gone for a week, and I'm bored off my ass. But, being home is much better than being there. My phone rings from within one of the bags and after a little digging, I find it and see it's Alexa.

"Hey Blissy, what's up?"

"Hey Jazzy, just checking in on you. I heard about Elias and you."

I roll my eyes as I start putting groceries up. "I'm all good Lexie. It's rough, it hurts but, c'est la vie." I fumble with my phone for a moment before I grab it and put it on speaker. "Thanks for being here for me girl."

"Oh absolutely," her voice rings out. "Gotta stick together, you know?"

"Yeah, and I'm so glad we do. Having you around the past few months, big help." I finish up with the groceries and pick up the phone, taking it off speaker phone. "I'm glad I got my girls. You, Carmella, Bayley, Mandy."

She stays quiet for a minute before responding. "You always have us, Jazzy-boo."

"Is every-"

"Yeah, it's all good babe. I gotta jet, gotta get ready for the show."

"Be safe"

"You too, bye"

We hang up and I make my way out the door, locking up again. No, I'm not gonna mope around and watch the show my entire break and be heartbroken. It's time to get up.

One month later

August

I laugh as Mandy and I keep walking. She had an off day and wanted to see me.

"We miss you Jasmine."

I sigh. "I know sis, but I'm not ready to come back there yet. I'm just reconnecting with my friends again, I'm just getting to know myself again. I haven't been this happy since-"

"College," Mandy finishes for me. "And I know that what happened was hard on you Jasmine, both in college and at work. But maybe you'll come back faster this-"

"Oh I will. This was just a breakup, this wasn't the assault I went through." I sigh as we both stop walking. "In college, I was sexually assaulted. Well… I mean-"

"I get what you're trying to say. We don't-"

"I need to talk about it. I only said assaulted. I never talked about it. I'm still… healing. This kind of thing… Mandy, it lives with you. It haunts you. He… the professor forced me to sleep with him in order to get a passing grade. Multiple times, not just once. It… it didn't start like that, it was just…" I sigh and close my eyes.

It's been years, but it's still so hard to talk about. The guy went on trial, he was only in jail for a few months. He got out on 'good behavior'.

Mandy leads us to a bench and we sit down. "It started out with what I thought was like… harmless make-out sessions. You know? No big deal there… But that transpired into hand-jobs, into blow jobs, into him…"

"Jasmine, why did you never tell me? Or mom and dad? We could have-"

"I was ashamed." My voice is a little gurgled and tears are coming down my face. "I am ashamed. I let that man…" I close my eyes and shake my head. "I didn't stop him when I should have."

She shushed me, and held me close.

It's been years since I've talked about it, and it's been years since I cried in my sister's arms.

A few hours later and Mandy, Carmella, Alexa, Lacey, Bayley, and I are all sitting in my living room talking. Well half of us are talking. Carmella, Bayley and Lexie are on their phones.

"So Lacey, how's the kid," I ask as I look at her

She puts her glass of water down. "Sweetheart, she's doing just fine. But we didn't drag our butts down here to talk about my daughter. How are you?"

Mandy leans up. "Yeah, sissy. How are you. It's been a month, and we miss you."

"The trio won't stop whining," Mella adds in without looking up from her phone.

Neither Bayley or Lexie add on. I sigh as I pick up my glass of apple juice. "Guys… I don't know if I even want to come back."

Lexie and Bayley both look up at that. "You have to come back," Bayley pleads. I take a sip of my drink. "Lexie isn't as fun as you in a hotel." I spit my drink out as we all start laughing.

This… this is what I needed.

Another month passes

September

It's Clash of Champions tonight. Seth and Roman are defending tonight against Kofi and Big E, while Dean is defending against… Elias.

I shake my head as I listen to my friend Elsa, from college, talking about her job at one of the banks. A silence falls on us.

"Hey, isn't your company doing a thing tonight," she asks.

"Yeah, Clash of Champions. Why?"

"Lets watch it."

I turn on the network just in time to see Elias get a pin.

"Here is your winner, and new intercontinental champion, Elias," I hear Jojo announce.

That's the last thing I hear, before I break back down.

So close to being normal.

So close…

Later that night, Bayley calls.

"You watched," she asks in shock.

"Yeah, trying to…" I roll my eyes. "Stay in the loop, I guess. How is- How are-" I sigh. "How's Dean?"

"He knew it was gonna happen, but he's upset a little. He feels like he let you down."

I sit on the edge of my bed, frowning as my bed squeaks. "Let me down? No. Tell him I'm fine, and that'll he'll get his revenge. One way or the other."

Bayley laughs and I hear familiar voices swirling in the background. "I'm sorry, what?"

"Nothing… I'll text him later. I'll let you go."

We hang up and I get up off my bed and wander over to my bay window and sit down on the tan cushion. As I look out the window, I sigh. Is it time to go back? I look at my room, and shake my head. Not even close.

Two months pass by

November

I don't remember much of October, I kind of went on a bender. I got drunk just about every night.

It's the most numb I've ever been.

The boys have tried calling, my sister as well. Bayley, Alexa, and Carmella have tried video calling. Hell even Finn and Sheamus have texted me.

My phone rings, but I ignore it. It's time to get up again.

I turn off my phone, grab my gym bag and leave the house.

I'm getting my life back.

One month later

December

I frown in frustration as I hear the phone ring, getting impatient. This is my third time trying

"Hello?"

"Hey Hunter, it's Jasmine."

"Jasmine Key, as I live and breathe. What can I do for you?"

I sigh as I sit on the end of my bed. "I know all the reports have me out until late April, early May but Hunter, I want to come home."

"You'll have to train-"

"I've been training for the past month. I'll see the doctor if I have to, but I want to come home," I cut him off. "And I know when."

"The rumble, I presume?"

"What better time, Hunter? But don't tell anybody you don't have to. I don't want this leaked. I won't tell my guys."

"Here's the thing, Jasmine. I wasn't answering your call cause I'm in a conference with creative. We're talking about the women's division, because it's going down hill. So you come back at the rumble, how would you feel about winning it?"

I smile to myself.

It's time.

A/N: So! Here's the prologue. For those of you who read this, some parts of chapter one might be a little repetitive. I have decided that the texter will be revealed chapter two. It's interesting after seeing all your guesses, most of the were Mandy. But… spoiler- it's not Mandy.

Chapter one will be out in a week, so until then much love and take care!