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A/N: Okay, so Ouch! Wait, I wasn't supposed to be offended by that review damn it, and wait, I'm not. So none the less, it's all been taken into advisement iccess, and that filler was supposed to be a walk in to this chapter, so sorry for being repetitive, because it wasn't my intent at all. I just didn't want to smash this chapter in with the last one. Now off with the old in with the new, this is the second last chapter. So yes, I am seeing it end and god willing, the other chapter will be written right after it. That way, by the end of the weekend Zach Gowen will be dead. Wait, the story will be anyway. No ill will against my favorite man! So yeah, here it is.
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*~Hayley's POV~*
"So how many of you completed the assignment?"
I finished the assignment, but I was going to be damned if I was the only one that did it. It happened in high school this way; it wasn't going to happen in college too. It was the easiest thing I had ever seen, and I didn't mind doing it at all. But announcing to the class that I was the only one that did it? Nail in the coffin of popularity right there. Oh wait, I didn't care about being popular.
"Mr. McTavish, I finished the assignment."
"Did you find it time consuming, making all of those characters?"
"On the contrary sir, I enjoyed coming up with people so unlike myself and making a world around them."
"So you took it one step further Ms. Peterson?"
"How do you mean sir? You asked us to make character charts, and I did that, I just used the information in them to make a world around them."
"Very good Hayley. Top marks for using your imagination and creating more then just the charts."
I had to admit that it made me feel pretty damn good to hear someone say I was doing a good job. There hadn't been much of that lately, since my time in the WWE and now being back in school, regardless of how the other students saw me, it felt just great to be commended on using my imagination. For so long I thought that it was dead. It seemed now that it was back in full force.
"Now if you wouldn't mind opening your texts to page 350, we are going to take a look at the next step in creating the perfect story. Your favorite and mine. Proper grammar and speech."
Before we had a chance to get into the actual fun of grammar, the classroom door opened and even from my seat a few rows back, I could see who it was walking through the door. I hadn't expected to see these two ever again that was for sure.
"May we speak with Hayley Peterson?"
McTavish looked horrified at the interruption and I had to admit that I didn't blame him either. I mean we were about to learn where to put the periods and commas. Thrilling stuff really, and it shouldn't be interrupted by such common folk. Just seeing them there though, at the perfect time, made me laugh, when I didn't mean too.
"Do you know these two young men Hayley?"
"Yes sir I do."
"Then you may be excused, but make sure you come back before the end of class so you don't miss everything I have to say here."
Walking with the guys out into the hall, and watching the door shut before speaking, I smiled.
"What can I do for you guys? You could have waited until after class."
Randy smiled back at me, and I had to admit it was nice to have them in town, for whatever reason they were here. I couldn't wait to hear what they had to say.
"Well Zach here has something to tell you, as do I, so we figured it couldn't wait any longer. It's been replaying so often we need to put an end to all of it."
"Okay Randy, I'm listening."
"Well, Brian left the WWE, and I thought you might want to know that for some reason. Seeing as we think it had a lot to do with the rape and then him dealing with all of it on his own. We thought you might be able to talk to him about it and see if he would come around."
"I know he left. I watched the match that Zach won, and someone told me later that it was his last one. I'm ahead of you guys here it seems. I called Brian; he's leaving for reasons other then me. He hasn't been let go, he's taking time off. So you guys can go home and deal with all of that. You didn't have to come here to tell me about it."
"Oh look Zach, she's still smarter then the average bear-I mean wrestler."
I couldn't help laughing at Randy. I hadn't been in touch with any of them since I left, but hearing Randy being able to joke around like that first night I met him, well it was just nice knowing that things could get back to normal without a whole lot of shit going down.
"So Zach had something to tell me too?"
"Yeah I did."
"Well I'm all ears, but if I don't get back in that room soon, my teacher is going to flip."
Grabbing a piece of paper and a pen from my shirt pocket, I scribbled down the address of my dorm and how to get there from here.
"Just meet me at the dorms after class and we can all sit down and catch up alright? I am sure Ariel will want to see you all anyway. She's actually been more into watching wrestling now then she was before. Can it wait that long Zach?"
"Yeah, it's not like a declaration or anything. See you at the dorms later."
As they walked away and I prepared to walk back into the room, I remembered what happened the last time Zach and I had seen each other. They did have a point. There was way too many back and fourths between us, and it was time it all got put to an end either way. That was something I planned to do when I got back to the dorms later.
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"They're coming here now?"
"That's the point Ariel; they said they were going to meet me here later."
"Oh and I look insane looking. You could have warned me!"
"And how was I going to do that, do you know ESP well or something?"
"No, but shit, this is my chance."
"Chance to what? Cheat on your sweet, sexy boyfriend with a wrestler? Didn't this happen before?"
"Who said anything about cheating?"
"No one, just comb your hair and smile a whole lot alright?"
"Comb my hair? That's supposed to be enough? Jesus Hay, you need to get out more."
Hearing a knock on the door Ariel went to answer it, thinking it might be the guys, but what she got when she opened the door was something she wasn't expecting.
"Jesus Hayley, you are a hard girl to track down."
Looking up at the sound of the voice, I came face to face with someone I hadn't seen in months. It seemed with this guy there was no letting go. There was only going to be one way to stop him. I was just shocked I didn't think about it before.
"Let Ariel out of here and then you can have whatever it is you want."
"I want you."
"Brock let her go and you can have me. I'm not running this time."
"Hayley, are you insane? He's not interested in you in any other way then to terrorize you. I am not leaving this room!" Ariel screamed.
"Get rid of her Brock, then you can have whatever it is you want."
He turned around to get her out of the room and I went for the desk drawer. Before I left Connecticut, I swore that I wouldn't let anything else like that rape happen to me again. I pulled it out of the desk and hid it behind my back as I watched him drag Ariel out of the room kicking and screaming. She was creating a scene in the hallway and that's what I wanted. I wanted people to know that what was about to happen was not planned and something bad was happening.
"Ariel, call me later!" I yelled as she got placed in the hallway and Brock came back into the room, closing the door and locking it.
"So Brock, I thought you would have given up by now."
"I don't give up on something I want."
"Why me? Why did you want me?" I asked stalling for time. It would only be a matter of time before Randy and Zach made their way over here and saw Ariel freaking in the hallway. Maybe all of this could be prevented.
"Why not you Hayley? You are a smart girl, very pretty, and aching to be touched by the right man. You seemed like the only logical choice."
"Well Brock, I think you should show me how pretty you think I am. Come closer. You were right; I am aching for another night with you."
It was sick hearing the words coming out of my throat, and I didn't know how long I could keep this up. I didn't believe a damn word I was saying but I had to make him believe it, and that was the hard part. I watched him get closer to me, and put his arms on my chest, and not waiting for the right moment any longer, I used my leg, which wasn't frozen in place anymore, and I kicked him hard, knocking him back and off kilter for a brief moment.
"Now you sick son of a bitch, I own you." I screamed pulling the gun from its holster and shoving it right in his face. I had gotten the gun with Zach the day before I left to come home to Toronto, and he told me that I only had to use it when and if I thought I was in danger. Well I think this was one of those moments and I was in danger.
"Hayley, you don't know what you're doing. You can't work a gun."
"Are you sure about that? Maybe I should put you out of your misery so you can't do this to another girl again. You've done nothing but hurt me since the day you met me. You took Randy and made him as sick as you were, and he's only now getting back to being himself without you owning him. Zach, God you almost killed Zach, and you knew how I felt about him and that's why you did it. You won't get that chance again Brock. You raped me. You wanted me to hurt so badly that you took it upon yourself to shut me up by raping me. But I am still standing here aren't I? That's why you came here, so you could shut me and shut Ariel up once and for all. Well asshole, you just kicked out the one witness, and now it's you and I alone, so are you ready to pay?"
"You don't know what you're saying. I can take that gun from you right now and then you won't have anything. Ever been raped by gunpoint Hayley? It might have been forced before, but it won't be anything compared to what I would make you do with a gun to your head."
There was a pounding on the door at that moment, and Brock turned momentarily to the door to figure out why the hell someone would be banging on the door.
"Hayley, its Randy and Zach, let us in!"
"No guys, it's alright, Brock was just saying goodbye."
Not wasting anymore time, as he made a jump towards me to grab the gun away, I pulled the trigger, and watched him fall to the ground. He twitched a little bit but then he went very still and I was left standing there, with the gun in my hand, tears now forming and flowing down my cheeks, as the realization of what I did just hit me.
Hearing the guys and Ariel still banging on the door, I tore my eyes away from Brock's body and stepped over it to open the dorm room door.
"It's over guys, it's finally over."
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A/N2: Did he die? LOL none the less, one more chapter to go now, and then this baby is put to bed. And to iccess, I think I did a pretty good thing here, not making them declare love, LOL. Sorry I am just taking pot shots at your review now, but you know I take all of them into consideration. As always guys, read and review and let me know what you think!
A/N: Okay, so Ouch! Wait, I wasn't supposed to be offended by that review damn it, and wait, I'm not. So none the less, it's all been taken into advisement iccess, and that filler was supposed to be a walk in to this chapter, so sorry for being repetitive, because it wasn't my intent at all. I just didn't want to smash this chapter in with the last one. Now off with the old in with the new, this is the second last chapter. So yes, I am seeing it end and god willing, the other chapter will be written right after it. That way, by the end of the weekend Zach Gowen will be dead. Wait, the story will be anyway. No ill will against my favorite man! So yeah, here it is.
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*~Hayley's POV~*
"So how many of you completed the assignment?"
I finished the assignment, but I was going to be damned if I was the only one that did it. It happened in high school this way; it wasn't going to happen in college too. It was the easiest thing I had ever seen, and I didn't mind doing it at all. But announcing to the class that I was the only one that did it? Nail in the coffin of popularity right there. Oh wait, I didn't care about being popular.
"Mr. McTavish, I finished the assignment."
"Did you find it time consuming, making all of those characters?"
"On the contrary sir, I enjoyed coming up with people so unlike myself and making a world around them."
"So you took it one step further Ms. Peterson?"
"How do you mean sir? You asked us to make character charts, and I did that, I just used the information in them to make a world around them."
"Very good Hayley. Top marks for using your imagination and creating more then just the charts."
I had to admit that it made me feel pretty damn good to hear someone say I was doing a good job. There hadn't been much of that lately, since my time in the WWE and now being back in school, regardless of how the other students saw me, it felt just great to be commended on using my imagination. For so long I thought that it was dead. It seemed now that it was back in full force.
"Now if you wouldn't mind opening your texts to page 350, we are going to take a look at the next step in creating the perfect story. Your favorite and mine. Proper grammar and speech."
Before we had a chance to get into the actual fun of grammar, the classroom door opened and even from my seat a few rows back, I could see who it was walking through the door. I hadn't expected to see these two ever again that was for sure.
"May we speak with Hayley Peterson?"
McTavish looked horrified at the interruption and I had to admit that I didn't blame him either. I mean we were about to learn where to put the periods and commas. Thrilling stuff really, and it shouldn't be interrupted by such common folk. Just seeing them there though, at the perfect time, made me laugh, when I didn't mean too.
"Do you know these two young men Hayley?"
"Yes sir I do."
"Then you may be excused, but make sure you come back before the end of class so you don't miss everything I have to say here."
Walking with the guys out into the hall, and watching the door shut before speaking, I smiled.
"What can I do for you guys? You could have waited until after class."
Randy smiled back at me, and I had to admit it was nice to have them in town, for whatever reason they were here. I couldn't wait to hear what they had to say.
"Well Zach here has something to tell you, as do I, so we figured it couldn't wait any longer. It's been replaying so often we need to put an end to all of it."
"Okay Randy, I'm listening."
"Well, Brian left the WWE, and I thought you might want to know that for some reason. Seeing as we think it had a lot to do with the rape and then him dealing with all of it on his own. We thought you might be able to talk to him about it and see if he would come around."
"I know he left. I watched the match that Zach won, and someone told me later that it was his last one. I'm ahead of you guys here it seems. I called Brian; he's leaving for reasons other then me. He hasn't been let go, he's taking time off. So you guys can go home and deal with all of that. You didn't have to come here to tell me about it."
"Oh look Zach, she's still smarter then the average bear-I mean wrestler."
I couldn't help laughing at Randy. I hadn't been in touch with any of them since I left, but hearing Randy being able to joke around like that first night I met him, well it was just nice knowing that things could get back to normal without a whole lot of shit going down.
"So Zach had something to tell me too?"
"Yeah I did."
"Well I'm all ears, but if I don't get back in that room soon, my teacher is going to flip."
Grabbing a piece of paper and a pen from my shirt pocket, I scribbled down the address of my dorm and how to get there from here.
"Just meet me at the dorms after class and we can all sit down and catch up alright? I am sure Ariel will want to see you all anyway. She's actually been more into watching wrestling now then she was before. Can it wait that long Zach?"
"Yeah, it's not like a declaration or anything. See you at the dorms later."
As they walked away and I prepared to walk back into the room, I remembered what happened the last time Zach and I had seen each other. They did have a point. There was way too many back and fourths between us, and it was time it all got put to an end either way. That was something I planned to do when I got back to the dorms later.
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"They're coming here now?"
"That's the point Ariel; they said they were going to meet me here later."
"Oh and I look insane looking. You could have warned me!"
"And how was I going to do that, do you know ESP well or something?"
"No, but shit, this is my chance."
"Chance to what? Cheat on your sweet, sexy boyfriend with a wrestler? Didn't this happen before?"
"Who said anything about cheating?"
"No one, just comb your hair and smile a whole lot alright?"
"Comb my hair? That's supposed to be enough? Jesus Hay, you need to get out more."
Hearing a knock on the door Ariel went to answer it, thinking it might be the guys, but what she got when she opened the door was something she wasn't expecting.
"Jesus Hayley, you are a hard girl to track down."
Looking up at the sound of the voice, I came face to face with someone I hadn't seen in months. It seemed with this guy there was no letting go. There was only going to be one way to stop him. I was just shocked I didn't think about it before.
"Let Ariel out of here and then you can have whatever it is you want."
"I want you."
"Brock let her go and you can have me. I'm not running this time."
"Hayley, are you insane? He's not interested in you in any other way then to terrorize you. I am not leaving this room!" Ariel screamed.
"Get rid of her Brock, then you can have whatever it is you want."
He turned around to get her out of the room and I went for the desk drawer. Before I left Connecticut, I swore that I wouldn't let anything else like that rape happen to me again. I pulled it out of the desk and hid it behind my back as I watched him drag Ariel out of the room kicking and screaming. She was creating a scene in the hallway and that's what I wanted. I wanted people to know that what was about to happen was not planned and something bad was happening.
"Ariel, call me later!" I yelled as she got placed in the hallway and Brock came back into the room, closing the door and locking it.
"So Brock, I thought you would have given up by now."
"I don't give up on something I want."
"Why me? Why did you want me?" I asked stalling for time. It would only be a matter of time before Randy and Zach made their way over here and saw Ariel freaking in the hallway. Maybe all of this could be prevented.
"Why not you Hayley? You are a smart girl, very pretty, and aching to be touched by the right man. You seemed like the only logical choice."
"Well Brock, I think you should show me how pretty you think I am. Come closer. You were right; I am aching for another night with you."
It was sick hearing the words coming out of my throat, and I didn't know how long I could keep this up. I didn't believe a damn word I was saying but I had to make him believe it, and that was the hard part. I watched him get closer to me, and put his arms on my chest, and not waiting for the right moment any longer, I used my leg, which wasn't frozen in place anymore, and I kicked him hard, knocking him back and off kilter for a brief moment.
"Now you sick son of a bitch, I own you." I screamed pulling the gun from its holster and shoving it right in his face. I had gotten the gun with Zach the day before I left to come home to Toronto, and he told me that I only had to use it when and if I thought I was in danger. Well I think this was one of those moments and I was in danger.
"Hayley, you don't know what you're doing. You can't work a gun."
"Are you sure about that? Maybe I should put you out of your misery so you can't do this to another girl again. You've done nothing but hurt me since the day you met me. You took Randy and made him as sick as you were, and he's only now getting back to being himself without you owning him. Zach, God you almost killed Zach, and you knew how I felt about him and that's why you did it. You won't get that chance again Brock. You raped me. You wanted me to hurt so badly that you took it upon yourself to shut me up by raping me. But I am still standing here aren't I? That's why you came here, so you could shut me and shut Ariel up once and for all. Well asshole, you just kicked out the one witness, and now it's you and I alone, so are you ready to pay?"
"You don't know what you're saying. I can take that gun from you right now and then you won't have anything. Ever been raped by gunpoint Hayley? It might have been forced before, but it won't be anything compared to what I would make you do with a gun to your head."
There was a pounding on the door at that moment, and Brock turned momentarily to the door to figure out why the hell someone would be banging on the door.
"Hayley, its Randy and Zach, let us in!"
"No guys, it's alright, Brock was just saying goodbye."
Not wasting anymore time, as he made a jump towards me to grab the gun away, I pulled the trigger, and watched him fall to the ground. He twitched a little bit but then he went very still and I was left standing there, with the gun in my hand, tears now forming and flowing down my cheeks, as the realization of what I did just hit me.
Hearing the guys and Ariel still banging on the door, I tore my eyes away from Brock's body and stepped over it to open the dorm room door.
"It's over guys, it's finally over."
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A/N2: Did he die? LOL none the less, one more chapter to go now, and then this baby is put to bed. And to iccess, I think I did a pretty good thing here, not making them declare love, LOL. Sorry I am just taking pot shots at your review now, but you know I take all of them into consideration. As always guys, read and review and let me know what you think!