Disclaimer: Still remains the same. I do not own any of the actual WWE
superstars in this story, but I'm still planning on it. I do own Hayley
Peterson - Gowen and I do own Ariel the best friend. Other then that, it's
all up for grabs folks.
Summary: Sequel to Lipstick and Bruises. Miss the mass pandemonium and weirdness from the first story? Then take a ride with me on the second volume. Hayley and Zach are still happily married, with no issues, but what happens when the past comes back to haunt them? Ariel and Randy Orton have been going strong for just as long, and she is sure that there's going to be a proposal in the future, but will she get the wedding of her dreams? Or her worst nightmare brought to life?
A/N: Okay so I updated my other story, the Human one, and I did it on my brothers computer and uploading was down for awhile last night so I couldn't upload and now that I am on my own system and I didn't email the chapter to myself I cant update until later, so here goes nothing with the next update to this one. Hope you guys like it.
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Following his wife into the other room, away from Ariel and Randy, who knew what Hayley had on her mind, Zach sat down at the kitchen table, and admired the flowers he had sent her from last week that still hadn't withered.
"Why did you do it Zach?" Hayley asked, trying desperately to keep her emotions in check. She had a serious issue with drinking ever since she watched her father beat her mother and then turn his drunken anger on her when she was younger. She knew that Zach knew how she felt and although she didn't want to be a bitch about him going out with people and having a few beers, this seemed and smelled like more then a few. It was almost like someone dumped the whole keg over his clothes.
"Matt asked me to come out with him and the guys for a few rounds. Listen I didn't plan on coming home wasted or even smelling like it."
"But you did it anyway is that right?"
"Hayley, there are more important things in this life then worrying about who I am drinking with. I am not going to come home and beat you and I wouldn't for the life of me ever hit our child together. You need to get past what your father did and just accept that people drink."
Hayley sighed and stood from the table and walked behind the counter. She knew in a lot of ways that Zach had a point, but she also knew what it was like when the smell of anything alcohol like came across her and how it threw her back to all those years of being hit and abused mentally and physically. She had to admit it was a trigger and no matter what she did she couldn't get past it.
"I wish I could make you understand how this is all hard for me Zach. I know you want to go out and be normal with the guys you work with, I mean I don't ask that you be here all the time with me, and I never will, and I don't even care that you drink. Just make sure you have a washing machine and a shower around you before you step into this house. I got trashed a lot when I was younger by my father, someone who said he loved me, and now it seems like I can't get away from it anymore."
"Yeah well baby, you drank that night in the bar with Randy three years ago. Do you remember that?"
The minute he'd said it, he knew he had overstepped his boundaries. He knew this was all orchestrated by Brock and that she didn't know if she was drinking or not because she was hyped up on the drugs that Brock had Randy feed her. Zach knew that she had gotten past that with Randy, but the whole event as a whole was still as fresh as if it had happened the day before.
"Yeah I do remember that, very well thank you. Listen I don't have the time or the patience to deal with this right now. It's been a rough night and I honestly need to be alert for Carioca tomorrow morning, or well later anyway. So if you don't mind, I think it would be best if you left."
Walking out of the kitchen and not waiting for a response, Hayley took the stairs silently two at a time, and when Zach finally made his way back out, she was already in the bedroom and closing and locking the door behind her.
"So much for not sticking my foot in my mouth tonight." Zach whispered to himself before heading back in to see Brian and Ariel with Randy in the living room.
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"So how long have you two been together?" Brian asked, sipping on the glass of water that Ariel had just brought back for him.
"Wow, we got together shortly after Brock's death and been together ever since. We live together, and I couldn't be happier if I tried." Ariel said, her face lighting up just thinking about how they had been through so much, and they still managed to be this happy.
"Yeah what she said." Randy said laughing, which earned him a slap and not a light one either from his girlfriend.
"So any thoughts on getting married?"
Ariel stopped smiling and looked immediately at Randy, because as much as she loved him and as happy as she was with him, she didn't see Randy as the marrying type and she honestly wanted to know what his response would be to something like this. It looked like he was feeling just as weird about it as she was though. So maybe she wouldn't get the answer she was looking for after all.
"Being that we are so happy, the whole idea of marriage never really came up yet. I am not saying that I wouldn't ever do it, but it's just not something we have sat down and gone over. We are still learning to live with one another right now and that's how I want it to stay for now." Randy said, wiping his brow to make sure there was no sweat bleeding off him. He didn't want Ariel to think that she wasn't good enough to marry.
Before she had a chance to chime in or even have Brian respond, Zach came in the room and he looked pretty deflated. Ariel caught the look in his eye and realized that Hayley had given him a good lashing.
"How did things go Zach?"
"She kicked me out for the night or day or whatever the hell it is right now."
Randy looked at his friend and noticed how much it seemed to hurt him, and immediately got to his feet. Grabbing Ariel by the hand, they started making their way to the door. Grabbing Zach's suitcase, Randy let go of his girlfriends hand and walked out to the car with it.
"I guess that means that you are staying with me tonight pal. You okay with that?" Ariel asked with a small smile.
"Yeah, it beats another hotel room."
Following Ariel down the walkway to the car, Zach forgot that Brian was in the house at all. Jumping into the backseat and closing the door, Randy pulled out the driveway and took off for home.
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Stirring in her bed the next morning, she suddenly felt the faint smell of aftershave. She hadn't smelled it for some time, but right now it was upon her so strong, she knew she recognized it. Sitting up in bed, and focusing her eyes to the brightness coming through them she realized she had been so asleep that she hadn't heard Carioca all morning.
Jumping from the bed and grabbing her house coat and throwing it around herself she made her way to the next room where her baby girl was probably just oversleeping. When she opened the door, she came face to face with the cause of the aftershave and the picture she thought she would never see.
"Sorry, I heard her crying all the way from the couch and I thought I would come up and make sure she was alright and let you sleep. I hope you don't mind."
"No, I don't mind, I guess I am just a little shocked to find you here. Is everyone else still downstairs asleep or are they out doing their own thing now?" Hayley asked, still taken aback by the picture in front of her. She had never in her wildest thoughts ever thought she would see this.
"No they all left last night, Randy drove them home I guess. I heard what they were talking about earlier in the night and I didn't think it would be good for you to be alone."
Before she had a chance to respond, there was a loud crash downstairs, causing the baby to wake up and begin wailing again. Grabbing Carioca and attempting to soothe her, she made her way down the stairs, with Brian quick on her heels. At one point on the stairs, she let him get ahead of her, and when they got to the living room, they saw the reason for the crash.
"Jesus someone threw something threw the damn window!" Brian exclaimed, turning to face Hayley to see if she could understand why.
"Can you hold Carioca for me? I will go get a broom and clean all of this up. I don't know what the hell is going on around here, but this has to stop."
Brian grabbed Hayley by the arm gently before she could pass the baby over to him and make her way into the kitchen. She was obviously a little shaken up still and he was here to help her and he wanted to make sure she knew it.
"Hayley, sit down in the chair and just tell me where to get everything. Your baby needs you more then you need to sweep this glass up. I am here to help okay?"
Nodding her head, Brian took that as a sign that she would sit still and went to find what he needed to clean the mess up. He was almost back to the living room when he heard her scream. She had been through some pretty heavy things over the past few years, but he had never heard a scream quite so loud. Running back into the living room, he saw her kneeled down on the floor clutching something close to her heart.
"Hayley, what is it?" he asked lightly, bending down beside her and trying to get a better view of what she was so scared about.
Passing him the item in her hand, Brian noticed it was a picture, but when his eyes focused on what was in the picture, it almost made him sick.
"Okay, we need to get you and the baby packed and we need to get out of here right now. When we get you somewhere safe, then we can call Zach and let him know where you are and that you are alright okay?"
Brian was trying to keep his emotions in line, but the thought of what was in that picture was just too much for him to bear. He knew he only had one choice and that was to get this girl out of the house so that she could be safe. As much as he didn't want to be apart of this, it seemed he was again, and this time, he had to make sure it didn't end with one of them getting killed.
"Why would someone do this to me now? They have had three damn years to make my life hell and they do it now!" Hayley screamed as she got to her feet with Brian's help. Looking around the room, she realized she couldn't be safe anywhere anymore. Everything was coming back to get her with a vengeance.
Brushing her hair with his hands, Brian held her close to him. Taking her under his arm, they made their way to the staircase to go pack. He knew he didn't want to be involved, but he loved her, and for some reason it seemed that whenever the bad stuff happened, Zach was never where he needed to be. So it was now up to him to make sure she stayed safe.
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A/N: Okay random questions again, LOL what was in that picture and what did it say that caused both of them to get so worried? And I hope that what I did with Brian holding Carioca for a bit there made you guys wonder about who she was talking too. But then again I said that Zach left Brian in the house, but was that the best move? Read and Review and let me know what you think. I will reveal more next chapter; I just need to confuse you all for now.
Summary: Sequel to Lipstick and Bruises. Miss the mass pandemonium and weirdness from the first story? Then take a ride with me on the second volume. Hayley and Zach are still happily married, with no issues, but what happens when the past comes back to haunt them? Ariel and Randy Orton have been going strong for just as long, and she is sure that there's going to be a proposal in the future, but will she get the wedding of her dreams? Or her worst nightmare brought to life?
A/N: Okay so I updated my other story, the Human one, and I did it on my brothers computer and uploading was down for awhile last night so I couldn't upload and now that I am on my own system and I didn't email the chapter to myself I cant update until later, so here goes nothing with the next update to this one. Hope you guys like it.
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Following his wife into the other room, away from Ariel and Randy, who knew what Hayley had on her mind, Zach sat down at the kitchen table, and admired the flowers he had sent her from last week that still hadn't withered.
"Why did you do it Zach?" Hayley asked, trying desperately to keep her emotions in check. She had a serious issue with drinking ever since she watched her father beat her mother and then turn his drunken anger on her when she was younger. She knew that Zach knew how she felt and although she didn't want to be a bitch about him going out with people and having a few beers, this seemed and smelled like more then a few. It was almost like someone dumped the whole keg over his clothes.
"Matt asked me to come out with him and the guys for a few rounds. Listen I didn't plan on coming home wasted or even smelling like it."
"But you did it anyway is that right?"
"Hayley, there are more important things in this life then worrying about who I am drinking with. I am not going to come home and beat you and I wouldn't for the life of me ever hit our child together. You need to get past what your father did and just accept that people drink."
Hayley sighed and stood from the table and walked behind the counter. She knew in a lot of ways that Zach had a point, but she also knew what it was like when the smell of anything alcohol like came across her and how it threw her back to all those years of being hit and abused mentally and physically. She had to admit it was a trigger and no matter what she did she couldn't get past it.
"I wish I could make you understand how this is all hard for me Zach. I know you want to go out and be normal with the guys you work with, I mean I don't ask that you be here all the time with me, and I never will, and I don't even care that you drink. Just make sure you have a washing machine and a shower around you before you step into this house. I got trashed a lot when I was younger by my father, someone who said he loved me, and now it seems like I can't get away from it anymore."
"Yeah well baby, you drank that night in the bar with Randy three years ago. Do you remember that?"
The minute he'd said it, he knew he had overstepped his boundaries. He knew this was all orchestrated by Brock and that she didn't know if she was drinking or not because she was hyped up on the drugs that Brock had Randy feed her. Zach knew that she had gotten past that with Randy, but the whole event as a whole was still as fresh as if it had happened the day before.
"Yeah I do remember that, very well thank you. Listen I don't have the time or the patience to deal with this right now. It's been a rough night and I honestly need to be alert for Carioca tomorrow morning, or well later anyway. So if you don't mind, I think it would be best if you left."
Walking out of the kitchen and not waiting for a response, Hayley took the stairs silently two at a time, and when Zach finally made his way back out, she was already in the bedroom and closing and locking the door behind her.
"So much for not sticking my foot in my mouth tonight." Zach whispered to himself before heading back in to see Brian and Ariel with Randy in the living room.
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"So how long have you two been together?" Brian asked, sipping on the glass of water that Ariel had just brought back for him.
"Wow, we got together shortly after Brock's death and been together ever since. We live together, and I couldn't be happier if I tried." Ariel said, her face lighting up just thinking about how they had been through so much, and they still managed to be this happy.
"Yeah what she said." Randy said laughing, which earned him a slap and not a light one either from his girlfriend.
"So any thoughts on getting married?"
Ariel stopped smiling and looked immediately at Randy, because as much as she loved him and as happy as she was with him, she didn't see Randy as the marrying type and she honestly wanted to know what his response would be to something like this. It looked like he was feeling just as weird about it as she was though. So maybe she wouldn't get the answer she was looking for after all.
"Being that we are so happy, the whole idea of marriage never really came up yet. I am not saying that I wouldn't ever do it, but it's just not something we have sat down and gone over. We are still learning to live with one another right now and that's how I want it to stay for now." Randy said, wiping his brow to make sure there was no sweat bleeding off him. He didn't want Ariel to think that she wasn't good enough to marry.
Before she had a chance to chime in or even have Brian respond, Zach came in the room and he looked pretty deflated. Ariel caught the look in his eye and realized that Hayley had given him a good lashing.
"How did things go Zach?"
"She kicked me out for the night or day or whatever the hell it is right now."
Randy looked at his friend and noticed how much it seemed to hurt him, and immediately got to his feet. Grabbing Ariel by the hand, they started making their way to the door. Grabbing Zach's suitcase, Randy let go of his girlfriends hand and walked out to the car with it.
"I guess that means that you are staying with me tonight pal. You okay with that?" Ariel asked with a small smile.
"Yeah, it beats another hotel room."
Following Ariel down the walkway to the car, Zach forgot that Brian was in the house at all. Jumping into the backseat and closing the door, Randy pulled out the driveway and took off for home.
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Stirring in her bed the next morning, she suddenly felt the faint smell of aftershave. She hadn't smelled it for some time, but right now it was upon her so strong, she knew she recognized it. Sitting up in bed, and focusing her eyes to the brightness coming through them she realized she had been so asleep that she hadn't heard Carioca all morning.
Jumping from the bed and grabbing her house coat and throwing it around herself she made her way to the next room where her baby girl was probably just oversleeping. When she opened the door, she came face to face with the cause of the aftershave and the picture she thought she would never see.
"Sorry, I heard her crying all the way from the couch and I thought I would come up and make sure she was alright and let you sleep. I hope you don't mind."
"No, I don't mind, I guess I am just a little shocked to find you here. Is everyone else still downstairs asleep or are they out doing their own thing now?" Hayley asked, still taken aback by the picture in front of her. She had never in her wildest thoughts ever thought she would see this.
"No they all left last night, Randy drove them home I guess. I heard what they were talking about earlier in the night and I didn't think it would be good for you to be alone."
Before she had a chance to respond, there was a loud crash downstairs, causing the baby to wake up and begin wailing again. Grabbing Carioca and attempting to soothe her, she made her way down the stairs, with Brian quick on her heels. At one point on the stairs, she let him get ahead of her, and when they got to the living room, they saw the reason for the crash.
"Jesus someone threw something threw the damn window!" Brian exclaimed, turning to face Hayley to see if she could understand why.
"Can you hold Carioca for me? I will go get a broom and clean all of this up. I don't know what the hell is going on around here, but this has to stop."
Brian grabbed Hayley by the arm gently before she could pass the baby over to him and make her way into the kitchen. She was obviously a little shaken up still and he was here to help her and he wanted to make sure she knew it.
"Hayley, sit down in the chair and just tell me where to get everything. Your baby needs you more then you need to sweep this glass up. I am here to help okay?"
Nodding her head, Brian took that as a sign that she would sit still and went to find what he needed to clean the mess up. He was almost back to the living room when he heard her scream. She had been through some pretty heavy things over the past few years, but he had never heard a scream quite so loud. Running back into the living room, he saw her kneeled down on the floor clutching something close to her heart.
"Hayley, what is it?" he asked lightly, bending down beside her and trying to get a better view of what she was so scared about.
Passing him the item in her hand, Brian noticed it was a picture, but when his eyes focused on what was in the picture, it almost made him sick.
"Okay, we need to get you and the baby packed and we need to get out of here right now. When we get you somewhere safe, then we can call Zach and let him know where you are and that you are alright okay?"
Brian was trying to keep his emotions in line, but the thought of what was in that picture was just too much for him to bear. He knew he only had one choice and that was to get this girl out of the house so that she could be safe. As much as he didn't want to be apart of this, it seemed he was again, and this time, he had to make sure it didn't end with one of them getting killed.
"Why would someone do this to me now? They have had three damn years to make my life hell and they do it now!" Hayley screamed as she got to her feet with Brian's help. Looking around the room, she realized she couldn't be safe anywhere anymore. Everything was coming back to get her with a vengeance.
Brushing her hair with his hands, Brian held her close to him. Taking her under his arm, they made their way to the staircase to go pack. He knew he didn't want to be involved, but he loved her, and for some reason it seemed that whenever the bad stuff happened, Zach was never where he needed to be. So it was now up to him to make sure she stayed safe.
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A/N: Okay random questions again, LOL what was in that picture and what did it say that caused both of them to get so worried? And I hope that what I did with Brian holding Carioca for a bit there made you guys wonder about who she was talking too. But then again I said that Zach left Brian in the house, but was that the best move? Read and Review and let me know what you think. I will reveal more next chapter; I just need to confuse you all for now.