Disclaimer: I don't own anyone famous. I also don't own the real life
spouses of Adam Copeland or Jason Reso. I also don't own Leslie, she is my
friend Nikki but she wanted a different name in this story.
Chapter 7
Coming Home
When Jeff dropped me off at the airport that morning, he made me promise that if I needed him for anything I'd call. After I promised that I would, he gave me a hug and a kiss and sent me on my way.
After I found my seat, I sat back to think about everything that's happened in the last few months: finally getting away from Brad, seeing my brother again, getting my friendship back with Jeff. For once things seemed to be going good in my life. The only thing is, when I get back home I'm going to have to repair my relationship with Jay and tell him the one thing that scares me the most. While I was thinking about this, this overly perky almost too bubbly girl sits down next to me. "Hi I'm Leslie. Have you ever been to Florida? This is the first time I've ever been there. I'm actually going to be starting college there, I'm going to UCF." She finished. "What's your name?" She asked me. "Heather. It's nice to meet you." I answered quietly. "What's wrong?" Leslie asked. "I've just had a lot on my mind." I answered, noticing the probing look on her face. "My brother lives here in Florida, we had a huge fight a couple of weeks ago, and I said some things I didn't mean to so now I'm going back home to apologize." I told her. "What made it so bad that you left without apologizing to him?" "I'd rather not talk about it." "It might do you some good." Leslie said, with a reassuring smile. "I guess your right."
After I finished telling Leslie about Jay and Brad I actually felt a little better about some things. It felt right somehow, I mean I would never see her again and she doesn't know who Jay really is.
The first person I saw as soon as I walked off the plane was Adam. "Adam!" I yelled, as I threw myself into his arms. "Hey babygirl. How was your trip?" Adam asked, lifting me up in a hug. "It was good. I had fun hanging out with Amy and Jeff." I answered him, as he put me back down. "Where's Jay at?" I asked, looking around for my brother. "I'm right behind you Angel." Jay's voice said from behind. "I missed you Jase. I'm sorry I blew up like that." I said, giving my big brother a hug. "I'm sorry too Heath. I shouldn't have even said anything about seeing a shrink." He replied, hugging me back. "No, you were right, I should talk to a counselor, but I need you as well. I know you get mad and everything, but I want to be able to talk to you too." "What made you realize this?" Jay asked, as we waited for my luggage. "Well I met this girl on the flight here named Leslie, and we started talking and pretty soon I told her everything. She helped me see that I do need to talk to someone other than you, but I still need you." I told him, as he grabbed my bags.
"Heather. You said something that morning, and it's been bugging me ever since." Jay started, as we pulled out of Tampa International. "What was that?" I asked, already guessing what it was. "You said you were forced to do things no woman should ever have to do. I want you to tell me what it was." Jay said, looking back at me through the mirror. "Can we talk about this when we get home please? I don't want you getting so pissed, you get us in a wreck." I asked. "Fine, but don't try to get out of it."
When we got back to Jay's house we all sat down to talk. The good thing was, I had Denise and Alanah to keep their husbands from totally flipping out and trying to kill Brad.
"Okay, I'm only going to be able to get through this once, so please don't interrupt or ask me to repeat it alright?" I asked. When they all agreed, I started the hell story I call life.
"Well you know how things with Brad were good for awhile. After the first beatings started and I left him, then I believed he had gotten help so I went back. When I moved back in with him, he would come home at night drunker than shit, and of course he would find something wrong with the apartment, either the floor was dirty or the clothes were still hanging up to dry, so he would start beating me." At this point, I had tears running down my face, as well as Denise and Alanah. Jay and Adam were getting pissed, but neither one said anything. "One night he came home with a bunch of his friends and I was doing homework and I guess I had my books spread out too much and he got mad. One of his friends said he needed to teach me a lesson about respect and the bastard agreed with him. I told him I was sorry, and I would put my stuff away but that wasn't good enough for him. He yanked me up from the chair and he threw me down on the floor, he told the guy who said I needed to learn respect to hold my hands above my head, that he was finally going to do what he's always wanted to for the longest time, then he raped me. As if that wasn't bad enough, he let his friends rape me too. He let four other guys rape me after he was done." I finished, by now I was crying so hard that I couldn't breathe. I felt Jay put his arms around me and rock me back and forth. "Shhh...Angel it will all be alright. He's not going to hurt you anymore." Jay vowed. "How Jay? How do you know?! You don't know what I go through at night, I have not had a good night's sleep in a long time. No matter how many times I scrub my body, I can still feel them touching me. I can still hear them cheering and laughing." I yelled, jumping to my feet. The tears just rolled down my cheeks. "Angel, why did you wait so long to call me?" Jay asked, looking up at me with tears in his eyes. "When could I have called you? While he was beating me? How about while one of his friends was raping me? You're always on the road and I never knew when you'd be home. Jay he threatened to hurt anyone I told, and I love you too much to lose you. Same goes for you Addy." I said, as I noticed him getting ready to say something. "Listen, can we talk some more later? I want to lay down for awhile." I asked, giving my brothers a hug. "Yeah sweetie. We'll be here." Adam said, giving me a hug.
"I can't believe the hell my baby sister went through by herself. Do you know how bad I want to fly up to Canada and kill that spineless bastard." Jay yelled. "I'd be right there with you man." Adam said, already cracking his knuckles. "Honey, would you keep your voice down? She's finally asleep, me and Alanah talked to her some more. Jay, Adam, there is something else you need to know. This was an every day thing. There was not a day that went by, where she wasn't forced to have sex with Brad or one of his friends." Denise told her husband and Adam gently. "She's afraid you two will think she's a slut or something." Denise finished. "We wouldn't think that. This wasn't her fault." Adam said, angrily. "Well we know that, but in her mind she thinks it is. What you two think of her and what she does means alot to her." Alanah said. "Just make sure you let her know that. Let her know you love her and support her." Alanah added. "Don't worry we will." Jay said.
A/N: Okay, for those who don't know this. UCF stands for University Central Florida which is where I go to school. I'm working on the next chapter now. Hopefully I'll have more up soon. I'm also working on a chapter for "Why" but I'm not sure when that will be done or posted. As always r/r.
Chapter 7
Coming Home
When Jeff dropped me off at the airport that morning, he made me promise that if I needed him for anything I'd call. After I promised that I would, he gave me a hug and a kiss and sent me on my way.
After I found my seat, I sat back to think about everything that's happened in the last few months: finally getting away from Brad, seeing my brother again, getting my friendship back with Jeff. For once things seemed to be going good in my life. The only thing is, when I get back home I'm going to have to repair my relationship with Jay and tell him the one thing that scares me the most. While I was thinking about this, this overly perky almost too bubbly girl sits down next to me. "Hi I'm Leslie. Have you ever been to Florida? This is the first time I've ever been there. I'm actually going to be starting college there, I'm going to UCF." She finished. "What's your name?" She asked me. "Heather. It's nice to meet you." I answered quietly. "What's wrong?" Leslie asked. "I've just had a lot on my mind." I answered, noticing the probing look on her face. "My brother lives here in Florida, we had a huge fight a couple of weeks ago, and I said some things I didn't mean to so now I'm going back home to apologize." I told her. "What made it so bad that you left without apologizing to him?" "I'd rather not talk about it." "It might do you some good." Leslie said, with a reassuring smile. "I guess your right."
After I finished telling Leslie about Jay and Brad I actually felt a little better about some things. It felt right somehow, I mean I would never see her again and she doesn't know who Jay really is.
The first person I saw as soon as I walked off the plane was Adam. "Adam!" I yelled, as I threw myself into his arms. "Hey babygirl. How was your trip?" Adam asked, lifting me up in a hug. "It was good. I had fun hanging out with Amy and Jeff." I answered him, as he put me back down. "Where's Jay at?" I asked, looking around for my brother. "I'm right behind you Angel." Jay's voice said from behind. "I missed you Jase. I'm sorry I blew up like that." I said, giving my big brother a hug. "I'm sorry too Heath. I shouldn't have even said anything about seeing a shrink." He replied, hugging me back. "No, you were right, I should talk to a counselor, but I need you as well. I know you get mad and everything, but I want to be able to talk to you too." "What made you realize this?" Jay asked, as we waited for my luggage. "Well I met this girl on the flight here named Leslie, and we started talking and pretty soon I told her everything. She helped me see that I do need to talk to someone other than you, but I still need you." I told him, as he grabbed my bags.
"Heather. You said something that morning, and it's been bugging me ever since." Jay started, as we pulled out of Tampa International. "What was that?" I asked, already guessing what it was. "You said you were forced to do things no woman should ever have to do. I want you to tell me what it was." Jay said, looking back at me through the mirror. "Can we talk about this when we get home please? I don't want you getting so pissed, you get us in a wreck." I asked. "Fine, but don't try to get out of it."
When we got back to Jay's house we all sat down to talk. The good thing was, I had Denise and Alanah to keep their husbands from totally flipping out and trying to kill Brad.
"Okay, I'm only going to be able to get through this once, so please don't interrupt or ask me to repeat it alright?" I asked. When they all agreed, I started the hell story I call life.
"Well you know how things with Brad were good for awhile. After the first beatings started and I left him, then I believed he had gotten help so I went back. When I moved back in with him, he would come home at night drunker than shit, and of course he would find something wrong with the apartment, either the floor was dirty or the clothes were still hanging up to dry, so he would start beating me." At this point, I had tears running down my face, as well as Denise and Alanah. Jay and Adam were getting pissed, but neither one said anything. "One night he came home with a bunch of his friends and I was doing homework and I guess I had my books spread out too much and he got mad. One of his friends said he needed to teach me a lesson about respect and the bastard agreed with him. I told him I was sorry, and I would put my stuff away but that wasn't good enough for him. He yanked me up from the chair and he threw me down on the floor, he told the guy who said I needed to learn respect to hold my hands above my head, that he was finally going to do what he's always wanted to for the longest time, then he raped me. As if that wasn't bad enough, he let his friends rape me too. He let four other guys rape me after he was done." I finished, by now I was crying so hard that I couldn't breathe. I felt Jay put his arms around me and rock me back and forth. "Shhh...Angel it will all be alright. He's not going to hurt you anymore." Jay vowed. "How Jay? How do you know?! You don't know what I go through at night, I have not had a good night's sleep in a long time. No matter how many times I scrub my body, I can still feel them touching me. I can still hear them cheering and laughing." I yelled, jumping to my feet. The tears just rolled down my cheeks. "Angel, why did you wait so long to call me?" Jay asked, looking up at me with tears in his eyes. "When could I have called you? While he was beating me? How about while one of his friends was raping me? You're always on the road and I never knew when you'd be home. Jay he threatened to hurt anyone I told, and I love you too much to lose you. Same goes for you Addy." I said, as I noticed him getting ready to say something. "Listen, can we talk some more later? I want to lay down for awhile." I asked, giving my brothers a hug. "Yeah sweetie. We'll be here." Adam said, giving me a hug.
"I can't believe the hell my baby sister went through by herself. Do you know how bad I want to fly up to Canada and kill that spineless bastard." Jay yelled. "I'd be right there with you man." Adam said, already cracking his knuckles. "Honey, would you keep your voice down? She's finally asleep, me and Alanah talked to her some more. Jay, Adam, there is something else you need to know. This was an every day thing. There was not a day that went by, where she wasn't forced to have sex with Brad or one of his friends." Denise told her husband and Adam gently. "She's afraid you two will think she's a slut or something." Denise finished. "We wouldn't think that. This wasn't her fault." Adam said, angrily. "Well we know that, but in her mind she thinks it is. What you two think of her and what she does means alot to her." Alanah said. "Just make sure you let her know that. Let her know you love her and support her." Alanah added. "Don't worry we will." Jay said.
A/N: Okay, for those who don't know this. UCF stands for University Central Florida which is where I go to school. I'm working on the next chapter now. Hopefully I'll have more up soon. I'm also working on a chapter for "Why" but I'm not sure when that will be done or posted. As always r/r.