The rest of the evening was pretty uneventful. Kylee and Kenny ordered in to avoid prying eyes and as they sat together, she slowly realized that she was happy. Something that was very hard for her especially recently. The days went on with Kylee trying to hide her face anywhere she went. Adam had not said anything to her since that night. She waited anxiously, hoping that he would come to his senses and rejoin the group. She had asked to be taken off of TV until the press died down. Even though she knew she wanted to be with Kenny, Kylee could not bring herself to put Jon through the hate and anger that she had been receiving as of late.

Weeks passed as the press slowly decided to move on. Finally, Kylee felt safe returning to work even though she knew that it would stir the press back up. Kylee's return was set. She had decided to join the Elite and work with Kenny and the Jackson brothers. She stood backstage, waiting to make her return, in her black 'Being the Elite' shirt. Her nerves raced as her music hit and she made her entrance.

Hot tears streamed down her face as she exited the arena. Tonight was a total disaster. She was booed the entire time. One of the fans closest to the ring ramp screamed that she was a homewrecker. The camera that was next to her picked it up. The whole world heard what this fan had to say. Not only did they hear him, most of her fans agreed with him. Her Twitter filled with hate comments once again. She covered her face as she got to her car. She sobbed for some time before finally collecting herself and starting the engine. She returned to her hotel room. Still in tears she slowly opened her door. Before she could react, she was pushed into her room by someone.

After she hit the floor of her room, she heard the door slam shut behind her. She turned around to see who was doing this when she saw a face she thought she would never have to see again. Scott Davis. She had totally forgotten about the call she had received about him being eligible for parole. As she opened her mouth to try and call for help, he aimed the revolver he had at her. A chill ran down her spine. This is how I die, she thought.

"You say a word and I will fucking kill you bitch. I spent years in prison because of you. I have thought about how this was going to happen since the judge declared guilty." He stepped closer to her and got down to her level. He slowly ran the gun along the side of her face. "Before I leave tonight, you will be dead and this will all finally be over" he whispered in her ear. She was completely frozen.

His calloused hand wrapped around her arm as he pulled her to her feet. As soon as she had her balance back, he pushed her again this time towards her bed. As she hit the edge of the bed, her phone fell with a thud to the floor. She fell to her knees as tears streamed down her face in silence. "Stay there" he shouted as she heard the bathroom door open. She quickly reached for her phone, trying to dial anybody for help. As she opened it up, he returned to the room and ripped it out of her hands. "You trying to call for help? Please. Nobody in their right mind would ever want to help you" he sneered as he tossed the phone.

But as he did, his finger slid across the phone and dialled a number, unknown to either of them. He once again grabbed her arm and forced her into the bathroom. He threw her on the toilet and simply said 'stay'. He turned on the water and began filling up the bathtub. As the water ran, Kylee started running through her life. Losing her mom, meeting Jon, Kenny and the Bucks. She froze. 'Jon' she thought. As his face flashed across her mind, she was ripped from the toilet and thrown towards the tub. She hit the tub head first and was busted open. Her vision was blurry now and she could barely stand.

He again grabbed her. This time pushing her into the freezing cold bath water. "Please. Don't do this. I can give you whatever you want" she tried to plead with her attacker. He was not having any of it. He pulled out a roll of duct tape and began taping her arms to the tub. She continued to beg him to stop, but was only met with slaps to the face. After her arms were fastened to the tub, he threw the tape across the room. Once again, Kylee tried to beg for her life. But this time it made Scott angry. He pulled back and punched her in the face which only made the previous injury worse.

He left the room and started rummaging through the room, clearly looking for something. As she fought off losing consciousness, her mind wandered back to Jon. She felt horrible about what she had done. It was at this moment that she began to realize her mistake. She was beaten up and on the verge of dying, and her mind only found one comfort, Jon. She knew then that she had made a mistake choosing Kenny. Jon was everything to her. She heard footsteps approaching and her tears fell faster. She was completely defenseless and had no idea what was coming next for her.

As he re-entered the bathroom, she could make out the outline of something, but couldn't distinguish it. That was until she felt the cold blade begin to cut open her wrists. She cried in pain and asked him to let her go. But, he simply ignored her. After cutting her wrists open, he said "Now people will think you did this, not me." He was here to kill her but he was going to make it look like she killed herself because of all the drama and grief she had to deal with. She continued to cry as the water started to turn red. Her breathing became labored and she felt herself slowly losing consciousness.

She heard a loud thud and then shouting. She could not tell what was happening but she cried for help. The bathroom door burst open and there stood Adam. Apparently, he had been on the receiving end of the accidental call earlier. He called the police and they were on their way but Adam feared for Kylee. So, he bust in on his own. He managed to knock Scott out and get to Kylee. He stood with terror in his eyes for a moment before grabbing towels to try and stop the bleeding from Kylee's wrists.

The police arrived shortly after with paramedics in tow. After she was removed from the tub, Kylee was loaded on to a stretcher and then into the elevator. Adam never let go of her hand and insisted that he come with her in the ambulance. The paramedics did what they could to slow the bleeding but the cuts were deep and she needed a doctor. As they arrived at the hospital, Adam and Kylee were separated but not without some clear dissatisfaction from Kylee as she was rushed to the OR to try and close up her wounds.