Okay, ladies and gentlemen. I have something special for you. This chapter will all be about how Amy met Bailey. Plus, remember when she was nearly choked to death by her ex? Well, there's someone who actually saved her life. That person will be revealed right here.

BTW, I watched the Vengeance pay per view last night and some of the matches shocked me. Rob Van Dam is still the champ. Johnny Nitro is the new IC champ. My baby, Cena, finally got some revenge against Sabu and ECW. And, Michaels and Hunter defeated the Sprit fags (and I do mean that from the bottom of my heart)!

Enjoy and happy reading!

Lots of love, hugs and kisses from your resident writer and friend, Nina!

Author's note: Some disturbing things will happen to Lita in this chapter. I must warn you, though, it's gonna be pretty graphic.

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"I met Bailey two weeks after I graduated from high school. I had moved in with a friend of mine after I told my parents I wasn't going to college. There was a concert in the city park. That's where I met him..."

Flashback...

The year was 1993. The place was Atlanta, Georgia. Fans flocked to Newbury park to hear this hot new punk rock band, 7 Seconds. The park was packed with rabid cult like fans who wore black concert tee shirts, flannel shirts, cut off shorts, Doc Martin boots and tube socks. They were waving devils signs up in the air and singing along to the catchy tunes.

One of the people singing along, whose long red hair flowed freely in the wind was Amy. She was all the way up front, dancing along to the hard sounds.

"Good show, isn't it?" a deep male voice asked.

She stopped dancing and looked to see who was talking to her. When she came face to face with a handsome looking man, her heart stopped.

"Who are you?" she asked softly.

"The man of your dreams, baby girl. You're just the girl I'm looking for," he stated, smiling brightly.

She snorted. She didn't like him already. "I don't think so, man. You're too cocky for me. I need a nice guy. You're not nice."

"I can be nice. You just have to be nice to me. And, just for the record, I'm not cocky. I'm just confidant," he raged.

"Listen, whoever you are, I'm not that kind of girl. I like a man who's gonna treat me right, hold me tight and make me feel all right. You're just not the man for me. Sorry, but, it's not gonna work out between us," Amy said before she made her way through the packed crowed.

He smirked at her. He was determined to get her under his web, whatever the cost it may be.

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One week later, Amy was looking through apartment books so she could find an apartment for her and her dog, Cody. So far, the search looked pretty grim but she was determined to live on her own. Two weeks out of high school, she had to find refuge with one of her friends because her parents had sold their home and moved to another state.

Not to mention, they disowned her when she announced she was not going to college.

While she was walking Cody down the street, she kept looking through the books, not noticing she ran into someone very large, very warm, and very male.

"We meet again, baby girl," he said, smirking.

She looked up from her book and frowned at the man she met at the concert last week.

"You again? What the hell do you want?" she snapped.

"To go out with you, lady," he said. Then he wrapped his arms around her waist. But, she managed to get away from him.

"Leave me alone! I'm not going out with you!" she exclaimed.

"Baby girl, you have no choice. I made a vow to myself that I was gonna get you and I will. So, give me your address and I'll come by and pick you up later tonight," he said, then he grinned.

Amy didn't even give him anything. She walked past him, her dog trailing close behind, growling.

"The name's Bailey, by the way," he yelled at her.

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"What the fuck are you doing here, Bailey? I told you I'm not going out with you!" Amy exclaimed. She was shocked he managed to locate her house.

"And I told you I'm not giving up on you, baby girl. So, grab your coat and let's go," he demanded.

"I'm not going with you. I don't like you. Please leave me alone," she pleaded before she closed the door in his face. Just when she was about to go into the living room, Bailey managed to barge in, tackling her down on the carpet floor.

"Get off me, you sick bastard!" Amy screamed.

To her shock, he raised his hand and slapped her across her face. Then he pinned her arms over her head and shifted his body on top of hers.

"Man, it didn't have to be this way, babe. But, you made me do this. I said I was gonna get you and now I have. So, after this, you're gonna be mine forever," Bailey said before he leaned down and kissed her, trying to shove his tongue down her throat. Amy, to her credit, managed to keep her mouth closed as she struggled to get away from him. But, the man who's sitting on top of her wouldn't have any of it. He began ripping her clothes off.

"Stop it!" she yelled.

"No, baby girl. I told you what's gonna happen. Now, you're gonna have to enjoy every second of it," he said with a grin on his face. He had her naked within a matter of seconds.

"Stop it!" she yelled again. This time, she began to cry.

"I don't think so, baby girl. You're mine," Bailey said before he parted her legs and slid inside of her roughly. Amy lost all fight in her while he went ahead and had his way with her. It seemed like forever when he finally got done with her. When he did, he removed himself from her sweaty body and began getting dressed.

"That was great, baby girl. You felt so good," he said as he pulled his shirt over his head.

She didn't say anything. She just crawled over by the couch and curled her body up, wrapping her arms around her legs. She rocked back and forth on the floor, crying hysterically.

"Something wrong, baby girl?" he asked, smirking.

"Get out and stay out," Amy sobbed.

He went over to where she sat, leaned down and kissed her forehead gently. She cringed when he did this and scooted further away from him.

"I'm afraid I can't do that. We're officially a couple now. I'm coming back for you tomorrow. You're moving in with me," Bailey declared.

"I'm not moving in with you. Not after what you did to me," she said, gritting her teeth.

He kneeled down right in front of her and glared at her harshly. She cringed when he did this. He looked like he was getting ready to kill her right there and there. As it turns out, as the years of their relationship went on, he damned near did.

"You have no choice, baby girl. If you don't move in with me and give me what I want, I will hurt you. Badly. And no one's gonna want you when I get done with you. Now, go lay down and think about me. I'll be back tomorrow," he said in a menacing tone. Then he got up and left, leaving a terrified Amy behind...

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As the years went by, things went from bad to worse for Amy and Bailey.

Bailey had a habit of drinking. Since he lost his job at a manufacturing plant, his drinking had caused him to become a monster. And there was nothing Amy could do, other than to become his personal punching bag.

Every night, it was the same antic. He beat her up, call her names, drink and leave. She knew he was cheating on her but she couldn't leave. One time, she tried to get out, only to end up in the hospital with several major head injuries. When Bailey came to see her the next day, he actually dragged her out of her hospital bed and took her home.

Amy only prayed she would get out of that nightmare before it was too late.

But, as it turns out, her relationship with Bailey would take a near deadly turn...

March 6, 1999 was the day she would never forget. If there was one day that would change her life forever, it would be on that date. After being abused by Bailey for the last time, she decided it time to go. She had enough of his lies, his beatings, his cheating and his broken promises. She had enough of him hurting her. She had enough of HIM!

To make matters worse, this incident took place two days before they were supposed to get married.

"I can't believe you did this to me again! Why do you keep hurting me?" Amy exclaimed. She walked in and saw Bailey having sex with another girl in their bed.

"You better leave," he whispered in the girl's ear. He didn't want her to witness what's about to go down.

Amy glared at her as she grabbed her clothes and hastily left, closing the door behind her.

"Ames, she means nothing to me. You know I love you," he said calmly as he got up from the bed and approached her.

"Bullshit!" she boomed. "Two weeks before our wedding, I get this? How could you do this to me? Over and over again, you said you're sorry, you're never gonna hurt me again! I had it up to here with you!"

He grabbed her arms roughly and yanked her towards him. "You listen to me, you dumb whore! You're my woman! You're gonna marry me and bear my children! You know what's gonna happen if you walk out on me!"

To his shock, she managed to snatch her arms away from him. Then, she went over and grabbed her bags, packing her clothes with them.

"And where are you going, baby girl?" Bailey asked. He folded his arms together.

"Away from here, away from you! The wedding's off!" Amy declared.

"What!" he shrieked.

"I hate it! I hate being beat on! I hate being cheated on! I hate being lied to! I hate being hurt! And, most of all, I hate YOU!" she exclaimed as she grabbed her bags and headed for the door.

"So, it's like that, huh? You're just gonna throw everything away?" he scolded.

Amy snorted at him. He really doesn't get it, does he?

"We never had anything, Bailey! You forced me to be with you! I told you I didn't wanna be in a relationship with a man who's only gonna hurt me! Well, you hurt me and now I have to go! It's over!" she exclaimed. Just as she was about to open the door, she felt his hands being wrapped around her neck, yanking her back towards him. She struggled to breathe, but he had his grip on her neck tightly.

"...please...stop..." she managed to say. To her shock, he got her down on her knees.

"Oh, no, baby girl. I'm just getting started. You're gonna die! Good riddance, you stupid bitch!" Bailey snapped as he increased the pressure on her neck. Just as he was about to snap her neck like a twig, someone smashed a vase upside his head, causing him to release Amy.

"Are you okay?" a deep male voice asked.

"I-I'm fine," she stammered.

He helped her on her feet. "Man, he really did a number on you, lady."

"I know," she choked.

"Where's the phone? I think it's best you call the police," he suggested with a smile on his face.

"Yeah, you're right," she said, returning his smile with one of her own. "I'm Amy, by the way. What's yours?"

"Matt. Matt Hardy..."

"Your ex-boyfriend actually rescued you? The same man who dumped you for a punk rock look a like?" Hunter asked, shaking his head in disbelief.

Amy had to laugh about that. "I know, it's pretty shocking, huh? But, he was there and we started talking. And, things just went on from there."

"So, are you interested in getting involved romantically again?" he asked softly.

She shrugged her shoulders and sighed deeply. "I'm considering it. But, I may give you a chance, especially after our little encounter at the club."

"Then, may I ask you out on a date?"

"You wanna go on a date with me, Hunter?"

He took her hand into his gently. "Amy Christine Dumas, would you do me the honor of going to dinner with me tomorrow night?"

To his shock, she leaned over and kissed him softly on his lips. When she pulled back, she smiled at him.

"I would love nothing more."

Stay tuned in chapter three: Hunter and Lita go on their dinner date while Bailey goes on a killing spree. And, Lita will the get the shock of her life!

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