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, as I write this I am still blocked from upload because of that other story, so all hell be damned at this point. Too bad this doesn't stop me from writing right? I mean if it did and I totally got writers block that would suck but I am not letting that stop me with this story, but tomorrow, Monday, is when all of these chapters will be finally uploaded, so hold on tight guys and if I get another fan fiction infraction I will do it on my other account, LOL. Here's #27.
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*~Hayley's POV~*
I was bored and I wanted nothing more then to finish packing and hit the airport before my flight left, but I still had to wait for Brian to get here so we could have our talk about me going home.
I didn't know how he was going to take it, and I wish it was easy to just say that I don't care how it takes it and go home, but there was something there with us, being such good friends with him and having it go naturally from there to where it was now. We hadn't slept together, and I think that was alright on both of our parts, because it wouldn't do what it had done with me and Zach.
Sitting down on the bed and waiting, I remembered the email I had sent him to say goodbye and to explain. I was just glad he wouldn't get it until after I left because then I wouldn't have to explain any of this to him and have it hurt that much more to leave. Ever since I got out of the hospital I had been in deep talks with Vince and with Jim and we decided that me being somewhere else was better then being in the ring or tackling anyone's storylines. I knew I could do a much better job in PR work anyway. I had that much faith in myself but I cannot just sit down and say that leaving Brian and Zach would be easy.
Hearing the knock on the door, I jumped up to answer it. I knew Brian would be here any second and this had to mean that it was him. As I got to the door and opened it, the last person in the world I wanted to see was standing there. I was totally speechless.
"Can I come in?"
"Yeah sure why not, but why?"
"I have something to tell you, that I think you should know. This needs to end Hayley."
"Well we finally agree on something. So please tell me what you have to say that you think I need to know or would want to know. I have a flight to catch."
"Flight?"
"Yes flight. I am being moved to Stanford to work with the WWE in their PR department. I don't want to miss it. So like I said, make this quick."
"Are you leaving because of me?"
"Why would you think that?"
"I did some mean and stupid things to you that's why I think that Hayley."
"No, it's not you."
"Then is it because of what Brock did to you?"
"In a nutshell and as much as I love writing something other then real life, I cannot do that with my health in tact here."
"You're going to be missed."
I had to laugh here; it was just so retarded hearing him tell me that I was going too missed. The only people I was close to aside from Brian knew I was leaving and I had to say, there were no tears and no bloodshed over it yet. I knew I would be missed but I also knew when I was replaced, it wouldn't be as bad anymore.
"What are you laughing for?"
"You said something I found slightly amusing. Good job. So what is it you have to tell me?"
"Maybe you are doing the best thing in leaving."
"Yeah I figured this was coming. You wont have anyone to hurt and pick on and treat like shit anymore right Randy?"
He actually looked like I hurt him, and that wasn't something I was prepared to see coming from this guy and everything that he had done along with his best friend.
"All of the things I have done, I am not proud of them, and what I've wanted to do the entire time is just try again. Not date you or anything like that, but Hayley you need to know."
"I need to know what?"
"This was all a plan and you were the star and everything that happened had nothing to do with what I actually wanted to do with you. Not one minute of it. If you have issues believing that then please, think back to the dinner we had before we took that drive that I insisted on taking. How did you feel when we were having dinner?"
"Safe, normal, happy. What does this have to do with anything now Randy?"
"It means I didn't want to hurt you. I am sitting here telling you that I didn't want too but that I know that by going along with this plan from first glance, that's exactly what I've done."
"Whose plan was this, and since you are trying to tell me everything, just lay it out there and I won't say a word until you are done. I'm listening."
He looked troubled, like whatever it was that he was going to tell me was really eating him up inside and I knew that this wasn't easy on him, but at the same time I was worried because this could all be part of the bigger picture and he would just hurt me again because my guard was down. I let all the thoughts race through my head and he cut them off when he started to speak. He now had my full attention.
"Brock noticed you the first day you came here with Zach, to check him in and then every other day afterwards that you came back, he saw you liked you I guess. I'm not sure what the whole idea in his head was, I still don't but he befriended Zach to get around you. He used your best friend to further his attempts to get near you, and to affect you. He wanted you to have him on your mind I guess. He told me to ask you out, which wasn't a big stretch because Hayley I saw you too, and I am a guy, I liked what I saw. When we went to dinner that was the only time he had no idea what we were doing. I gave myself that much. The drive, the club the drugs, he supplied all of that."
"But Randy he wasn't there with us until the end."
"He didn't have to be to have his hand in all of this. He supplied everything. He rented that damn car, he made me pocket the drugs, he also told me to make sure it looked like you were so wasted you didn't know what was happening to you, so if the time came and you came after the WWE and me, it would just look like you were a whore. You aren't a whore to me and you never were. He wanted all of this to play out. He hates Zach, being friends with him for that brief time must have killed him, but he did it because in his mind he wanted the prize."
"And the prize was me?"
"Yes, he told me earlier that you were young, and you didn't need to be with Zach, who couldn't give you everything you wanted and desired. He has it in his mind that by doing all of this you might end up coming to him."
"Randy, he beat me up. That night you told me Zach was down the hall, which I knew could have been a set up; he caught me and pulled me into a locker room and scared the shit out of me, and then hit me to get his point across. If he liked me that much why would he do that?"
"I don't know. He's not all there right now. He wanted to take his character in this direction but Hayley, what he has done is taken himself that way too. Brock has always been my best friend since I came here, and this is not him. I won't sit there and make excuses though because he's sick and he needs to be stopped. I am here telling you all of this and letting you know that you made the right decision to leave because he won't touch you anymore and maybe not having you around will fix what he is breaking. All of this was a plan, and I got out of that plan now and he threw me out. I needed to tell you and make you understand Hayley. I'm sorry."
I could tell he meant it this time and that whatever he was in on before was now finished and he was doing the right thing. I hated to think that Randy was capable of doing the right thing, but from the look on his face right now, and what he was saying, he obviously was, ready to do the right thing.
I don't know what made me do it, but when I knew he was finished, I gently brushed my lips against his, but as I did, my room door opened and everything went right to hell all over again.
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*~Zach's POV~*
I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I went to her room and knocked, but I obviously didn't know loud enough because when I opened the door, here was Hayley with the one guy that had hurt her, and in his arms no less, kissing him. I had run with that email, thinking that maybe she was ready to admit to me that she really liked me and we were supposed to fix all of this and I had half expected Brian to be here, but he wasn't and Randy was. With his arms around her.
She looked to the door and saw me, and saw my instant reaction, but I couldn't stay there anymore. Turning on my heel as fast as I could and as fast as walking with the cane could take me I left and went back down the hallway again. But not before I heard her coming after me.
"Zach wait, it's not what you think."
I was tempted to keep walking but I had heard that line once before and right now it was making me sick.
"That's what you said about your boyfriend when I found you kissing him too wasn't it Hayley? Jesus you sent me that email and now I find you with Randy. Are you really a part of your own sick game here or what?"
"No! God, it was a small thank you for telling me the truth kiss. That's all. And you got my email?"
"Yes I did, and I had everything planned to make you stay, but Hayley, as of right now, I don't want to hear your voice, or see your face because you make me sick. So have a nice flight, an even better job and goodbye."
It hurt to say that she made me sick, but I felt like I was about to stop breathing when I walked into that room. I had so much I wanted to tell her, but what I walked in on ruined that and this was better this way, if she knew how sick I was over this, and she left, then maybe we could all get on with our lives. Turning and walking down the hall, I knew she wasn't following me. It was over, and this time with her leaving, there would be no going back.
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*~Airport, Hayley's POV~*
I had said goodbye to Brian, it was short and sweet because I wasn't in the mood for a big goodbye anymore and now sitting at the airport, I knew leaving was the best thing I could do for myself where Brock was concerned, and for everyone else that I had hurt since I had shown up there.
I looked up at the flight schedule and saw when my flight would be leaving and when, and carrying my bags I made my way to where I needed to go. For the second time in two months, I was starting over again. The difference this time, I was doing it alone, and no one could take that from me.
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A/N2: I think I am going to write the next chapter to this right now, because this is a weird place to end. I just didn't want to make it too long on all of you. Brian reaction and stuff will be coming, and don't forget Brock, Ariel, Randy and Zach. They haven't finished by a long shot. I also just thought of how I want this to end as well. So in about 6 chapters or so, there will be an ending, some of you might like it, some of you might not, but you won't see it coming! LOL
A/N: Okay, as I write this I am still blocked from upload because of that other story, so all hell be damned at this point. Too bad this doesn't stop me from writing right? I mean if it did and I totally got writers block that would suck but I am not letting that stop me with this story, but tomorrow, Monday, is when all of these chapters will be finally uploaded, so hold on tight guys and if I get another fan fiction infraction I will do it on my other account, LOL. Here's #27.
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*~Hayley's POV~*
I was bored and I wanted nothing more then to finish packing and hit the airport before my flight left, but I still had to wait for Brian to get here so we could have our talk about me going home.
I didn't know how he was going to take it, and I wish it was easy to just say that I don't care how it takes it and go home, but there was something there with us, being such good friends with him and having it go naturally from there to where it was now. We hadn't slept together, and I think that was alright on both of our parts, because it wouldn't do what it had done with me and Zach.
Sitting down on the bed and waiting, I remembered the email I had sent him to say goodbye and to explain. I was just glad he wouldn't get it until after I left because then I wouldn't have to explain any of this to him and have it hurt that much more to leave. Ever since I got out of the hospital I had been in deep talks with Vince and with Jim and we decided that me being somewhere else was better then being in the ring or tackling anyone's storylines. I knew I could do a much better job in PR work anyway. I had that much faith in myself but I cannot just sit down and say that leaving Brian and Zach would be easy.
Hearing the knock on the door, I jumped up to answer it. I knew Brian would be here any second and this had to mean that it was him. As I got to the door and opened it, the last person in the world I wanted to see was standing there. I was totally speechless.
"Can I come in?"
"Yeah sure why not, but why?"
"I have something to tell you, that I think you should know. This needs to end Hayley."
"Well we finally agree on something. So please tell me what you have to say that you think I need to know or would want to know. I have a flight to catch."
"Flight?"
"Yes flight. I am being moved to Stanford to work with the WWE in their PR department. I don't want to miss it. So like I said, make this quick."
"Are you leaving because of me?"
"Why would you think that?"
"I did some mean and stupid things to you that's why I think that Hayley."
"No, it's not you."
"Then is it because of what Brock did to you?"
"In a nutshell and as much as I love writing something other then real life, I cannot do that with my health in tact here."
"You're going to be missed."
I had to laugh here; it was just so retarded hearing him tell me that I was going too missed. The only people I was close to aside from Brian knew I was leaving and I had to say, there were no tears and no bloodshed over it yet. I knew I would be missed but I also knew when I was replaced, it wouldn't be as bad anymore.
"What are you laughing for?"
"You said something I found slightly amusing. Good job. So what is it you have to tell me?"
"Maybe you are doing the best thing in leaving."
"Yeah I figured this was coming. You wont have anyone to hurt and pick on and treat like shit anymore right Randy?"
He actually looked like I hurt him, and that wasn't something I was prepared to see coming from this guy and everything that he had done along with his best friend.
"All of the things I have done, I am not proud of them, and what I've wanted to do the entire time is just try again. Not date you or anything like that, but Hayley you need to know."
"I need to know what?"
"This was all a plan and you were the star and everything that happened had nothing to do with what I actually wanted to do with you. Not one minute of it. If you have issues believing that then please, think back to the dinner we had before we took that drive that I insisted on taking. How did you feel when we were having dinner?"
"Safe, normal, happy. What does this have to do with anything now Randy?"
"It means I didn't want to hurt you. I am sitting here telling you that I didn't want too but that I know that by going along with this plan from first glance, that's exactly what I've done."
"Whose plan was this, and since you are trying to tell me everything, just lay it out there and I won't say a word until you are done. I'm listening."
He looked troubled, like whatever it was that he was going to tell me was really eating him up inside and I knew that this wasn't easy on him, but at the same time I was worried because this could all be part of the bigger picture and he would just hurt me again because my guard was down. I let all the thoughts race through my head and he cut them off when he started to speak. He now had my full attention.
"Brock noticed you the first day you came here with Zach, to check him in and then every other day afterwards that you came back, he saw you liked you I guess. I'm not sure what the whole idea in his head was, I still don't but he befriended Zach to get around you. He used your best friend to further his attempts to get near you, and to affect you. He wanted you to have him on your mind I guess. He told me to ask you out, which wasn't a big stretch because Hayley I saw you too, and I am a guy, I liked what I saw. When we went to dinner that was the only time he had no idea what we were doing. I gave myself that much. The drive, the club the drugs, he supplied all of that."
"But Randy he wasn't there with us until the end."
"He didn't have to be to have his hand in all of this. He supplied everything. He rented that damn car, he made me pocket the drugs, he also told me to make sure it looked like you were so wasted you didn't know what was happening to you, so if the time came and you came after the WWE and me, it would just look like you were a whore. You aren't a whore to me and you never were. He wanted all of this to play out. He hates Zach, being friends with him for that brief time must have killed him, but he did it because in his mind he wanted the prize."
"And the prize was me?"
"Yes, he told me earlier that you were young, and you didn't need to be with Zach, who couldn't give you everything you wanted and desired. He has it in his mind that by doing all of this you might end up coming to him."
"Randy, he beat me up. That night you told me Zach was down the hall, which I knew could have been a set up; he caught me and pulled me into a locker room and scared the shit out of me, and then hit me to get his point across. If he liked me that much why would he do that?"
"I don't know. He's not all there right now. He wanted to take his character in this direction but Hayley, what he has done is taken himself that way too. Brock has always been my best friend since I came here, and this is not him. I won't sit there and make excuses though because he's sick and he needs to be stopped. I am here telling you all of this and letting you know that you made the right decision to leave because he won't touch you anymore and maybe not having you around will fix what he is breaking. All of this was a plan, and I got out of that plan now and he threw me out. I needed to tell you and make you understand Hayley. I'm sorry."
I could tell he meant it this time and that whatever he was in on before was now finished and he was doing the right thing. I hated to think that Randy was capable of doing the right thing, but from the look on his face right now, and what he was saying, he obviously was, ready to do the right thing.
I don't know what made me do it, but when I knew he was finished, I gently brushed my lips against his, but as I did, my room door opened and everything went right to hell all over again.
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*~Zach's POV~*
I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I went to her room and knocked, but I obviously didn't know loud enough because when I opened the door, here was Hayley with the one guy that had hurt her, and in his arms no less, kissing him. I had run with that email, thinking that maybe she was ready to admit to me that she really liked me and we were supposed to fix all of this and I had half expected Brian to be here, but he wasn't and Randy was. With his arms around her.
She looked to the door and saw me, and saw my instant reaction, but I couldn't stay there anymore. Turning on my heel as fast as I could and as fast as walking with the cane could take me I left and went back down the hallway again. But not before I heard her coming after me.
"Zach wait, it's not what you think."
I was tempted to keep walking but I had heard that line once before and right now it was making me sick.
"That's what you said about your boyfriend when I found you kissing him too wasn't it Hayley? Jesus you sent me that email and now I find you with Randy. Are you really a part of your own sick game here or what?"
"No! God, it was a small thank you for telling me the truth kiss. That's all. And you got my email?"
"Yes I did, and I had everything planned to make you stay, but Hayley, as of right now, I don't want to hear your voice, or see your face because you make me sick. So have a nice flight, an even better job and goodbye."
It hurt to say that she made me sick, but I felt like I was about to stop breathing when I walked into that room. I had so much I wanted to tell her, but what I walked in on ruined that and this was better this way, if she knew how sick I was over this, and she left, then maybe we could all get on with our lives. Turning and walking down the hall, I knew she wasn't following me. It was over, and this time with her leaving, there would be no going back.
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*~Airport, Hayley's POV~*
I had said goodbye to Brian, it was short and sweet because I wasn't in the mood for a big goodbye anymore and now sitting at the airport, I knew leaving was the best thing I could do for myself where Brock was concerned, and for everyone else that I had hurt since I had shown up there.
I looked up at the flight schedule and saw when my flight would be leaving and when, and carrying my bags I made my way to where I needed to go. For the second time in two months, I was starting over again. The difference this time, I was doing it alone, and no one could take that from me.
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A/N2: I think I am going to write the next chapter to this right now, because this is a weird place to end. I just didn't want to make it too long on all of you. Brian reaction and stuff will be coming, and don't forget Brock, Ariel, Randy and Zach. They haven't finished by a long shot. I also just thought of how I want this to end as well. So in about 6 chapters or so, there will be an ending, some of you might like it, some of you might not, but you won't see it coming! LOL