Disclaimer: I do not own any of the WWE superstars in this story. It is purely a work of fiction, and the wrestlers used in the making of it own themselves.

A/N: Okay so you know when you work on a newspaper and you screw up? Well they write what's called a retraction and that's what I have to do right here. I said iccess was mad about something, but in actuality the review said she was pissed off about something but only if I was using the current storyline, so retract that! LOL nahh I actually don't know what I'm talking about but I did just want ramble a little bit here so I did it and called attention to it again, LOL don't be mad at me girly, I'm just bored. Now due to that overwhelming response to my chapter I have decided to disband all my ideas of doing it tomorrow morning, and update now! LOL

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Looking up at the ramp I saw the look of horror in his eyes and immediately pulled as far away from Brian as I could. Looking at Brian for one quick second I saw the look of shock come across his face, and then he motioned me to go. He obviously knew where my head was at and didn't want to stand in the way of it.

Moving as fast I could, I booked it up that ramp, but not before he took off behind the stage that was being prepared for that nights show. Running into the back I looked everywhere without a single clue as to where he had gone. I knew that if I didn't get to him soon, things were only going to get worse.

As I continued running I ran smack right into someone I didn't want to see. Looking up I saw Randy with a grin on his face. He seemed pleased about something that I didn't really have the time to ask about.

"Randy, did Zach come by here about two minutes ago?"

"I don't know, you tell me."

"Oh for five minutes can you please try and be a nice person. What way did he go?" I said exasperated and just wanting to get the hell away from this idiot.

"What will you do for me if I tell you what way he went? Quite a show you put on out there though, I have to commend you. Had much more of an affect then ours did a while back?"

I couldn't take it anymore. I was sick and tired of hearing about what had happened with me and Randy every time I turned around and it was time someone put a stop to it. If Jim couldn't do a thing about it then I would. No one was going to talk to me this way ever again. Raising my hand I smacked his face hard, causing him to take a step back.

"You hit me!"

"Wow, observant now are we? Now tell me what fucking way he went Randy or I might just have to do it again."

"Down the hall on your right side."

Not waiting around to hear him ask me any more information or to ridicule me anymore, I ran down the hall that he told me to run down. Little did I know that this was all a set up? As I rounded the corner, out of nowhere Brock was standing there. There was no other place to go, I was trapped.

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*~!Zach's POV!~*

"Zach open the door please."

"No, now get out of here. I don't want to talk right now."

"You have to let me explain!"

I opened the door and let him in. I didn't want to be heard screaming throughout the entire arena right now. It wouldn't look to good for business, especially when this all revolved around the new writer. He didn't think much of Hayley right at that moment but she was a talented writer and he wanted to make sure nothing got in the way of that, and rumors in this business had a way of doing just that.

"You can't explain this away Brian. We talked about this and you still kissed her."

"I know I did, and I'm sorry. She's a nice girl and she didn't stop me man. I know you like her, but if she doesn't like you then I can't not show an interest in her."

"You can if you thought anything of our friendship Brian."

"I do think a lot over our friendship Zach. I'm sorry it happened and that you had to see it, but it was just a kiss."

"Get out, and when you see Hayley again, and I am sure you will because she wont be coming around here, just tell her I want nothing more to do with her. She is now on her own, just like she wanted."

I watched as Brian made his way out of the locker room, throwing one sadder look back at me as he went. I know it was just one kiss, but it was one kiss that he didn't get to have with her now. I should have made my move sooner, but I was an idiot and now she was free to be with Brian.

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"Let go of me you big oaf!" I screamed as Brock threw open the locker room door and threw me inside. There was no way I could get out of this but plead with him. There surely had to be a good person underneath all of that muscle.

"You don't listen when I come to your hotel room so why don't I just use my own hired muscle and make you listen."

"What are you talking about?"

"Back off the changes to my storyline. I get all the say where that is concerned."

"It's a story, that's all Brock; it's not that big of a deal. Why are you making it out to be more? You are just being stupid."

With that remark he slapped my face and he slapped it hard. I remembered a time when my daddy used to get drunk and slap my mother around, and I always wondered what it felt like to be hit that hard. Now I had my answer, and there was nothing I could do about it. I could try to scream, but I didn't think it would get me anywhere at this point, so I just took it.

"Now are you going to listen to me now Hayley?"

"I never stopped listening to you Brock, what the hell are you going to do to me?"

"I'm going to give you a preview of next week that's what I am going to do. Now if you want you can stop this by going to your meeting today with Vince and telling him that all changes with me that you talked about were just you being silly and not knowing your job. So what's it going to be princess?"

I didn't know how to answer him; all I knew was that I wanted to get out of there and away from this business as fast as I could. I had seen some pretty messed up kids in my school, but they never acted insane like this. I didn't know how to deal with it, only that I needed to stay calm, say whatever he wanted me to say and get the hell out of there. From the looks of it, my life depended on it.

"I will tell Vince that I was mistaken, and I will quit my job and go work in the PR department Brock. Whatever you want me to do. Just please, let me go now."

"You know, I don't know what Randy was thinking."

"What do you mean?"

"He actually told me on the plane over here that he wanted to be a better person for you and that he did want to make up for what he did back in Toronto. I'm so glad I talked him out of that idea. Placing Zach there to see you and Brian was pure genius."

"You planned that?"

"You're damn right I did. Someone had to teach that silly one legged son of a bitch that you aren't what you seem. You led the poor fucker on didn't you? We were right about you that first night. You are a tramp. First Randy, then Zach and now poor Brian, who was already on the receiving end of my madness. You certainly get around. Think I could have a go with you?" he said leering at me.

I did the only thing I could do, I rolled my eyes. He had no idea what he was talking about and the whole reason he had me in here had seemed to slip his mind. I supposed with such a big head and no brain that wouldn't be all that hard a thing to do. What I didn't expect was the slap he gave me, knocking me down to the floor.

"Now what's the plan Hayley?"

"I go tell Vince I don't want the job and I tell him to keep your character as is, and for emphasis I can tell him that my friends love you the way you are, I mean they do make up the ratings right?"

"Good girl. If you do that, and only when you do that will I lay off of you."

Tears forming in my eyes from fear and from the stinging pain searing from my face where he had slapped me, I looked up at him. He had me right where he wanted me and there was no way out."

"Can I go now?"

"Yeah, but Hayley, if you tell anyone about this, your friend Zach, what I did to Brian will look mild. Now get the hell out of here and don't forget what we talked about."

As soon as he told me I could go, I got up from the floor and dusting myself off, ran from the room. Rounding the corner towards the other locker rooms I ran smack into Zach. I was so happy to see him at that moment; the tears just started streaming down my face. I had to tell him about what happened in the ring, and being set up. I just had to make him understand.

"Move Hayley, I don't want to talk to you."

"Zach please.."

"No Hayley, I thought you were different then all the other people I have met, but I guess I was wrong."

"Give me a chance to explain..."

"There is nothing to say; maybe randy was right about you. Maybe you do just screw them and leave them and then move on. You are no better then the groupies we have around here. Well I won't be played with. So thanks for the ride Hayley, it hasn't been fun."

There was nothing I could say to that so I just let him walk away. If he didn't want to listen and I couldn't tell anyone else, I had only one thing I could do, and that was what made me smile. Brock might think that by smacking me around he had made me his slave of sorts, but he was going to be shocked when he saw what Hayley Peterson was made of.

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"How soon can you teach me moves Brian?" I asked into the phone later that night while I sat on my bed trying to ice down the bruise left from Brock's fists.

"Well I can teach you the basic ones in a couple of days if you pick up things quick, but Hayley do you want to talk about what happened today?"

I didn't really want to talk about anything. I just needed to make sure that he would help me. I didn't want to bring him into this any further anyway because he had already been victim number one of Brock Lesnar's temper.

"No I don't care anymore Brian. It was one simple kiss. Nothing major and I don't feel bad about any of it. I just need your help with something, so can you teach me?"

"Yes I can teach you babe you know that. You want me to come and get you now and we can work on some stuff in your room?"

I thought about his request for a few minutes before realizing that that probably wasn't the best idea in the world given the state of my face. I know he would see it sooner or later but right now I had to get the swelling down or Vince was going to have a lot of questions. It was bad enough I had to cancel our original meeting because of it, feigning sickness.

"No, just meet me at 6 am sharp in the park down the street tomorrow alright?"

"Anything Hayley and about what happened with Zach, I'm sorry."

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A/N: Ok so I took a stab at doing something new with this story and that was not writing third person at all, I worked it by telling it from Zach's POV. So I hope that came out alright, but let me know mistakes, this first person thing is becoming better for me, but I can still fuck it up! As always read and review and I will be back tomorrow morning with another chapter to keep the flow going. For now I am off to get booze! Oh and for the record, for those of you wondering what happened to Ariel lately, she's coming back next chapter!