So here we are again. It's been years since I was last here on this site, I'm slightly older now but I hope I still fit in here haha :) I haven't posted on here for a while but I recently found this account all over again and with that my love of writing. Now this isn't going to be 'realistic' in terms of who is in the WWE today as I have not watched it for a while. I don't have a particular direction that this is going in right now and this is literally all I have. I am writing a second chapter as you read this, if this gets a good response I will conintue with it. If not? Well, I've not lost anything have I? Like I said...it's been a minute...so bare with me and I hope you enjoy.
My eyes flickered open as the Ashville, North Carolina sun beamed through a slight opening in the curtains almost blinding me. I stretched my arms out above my head, letting out a high pitched sound as I did trying to push away the tiredness that filled every inch of my body. I threw the cover over my head and curled into a ball trying to hide from the morning sun, I just wasn't used to this kind of light in the mornings. This place was a world away from London, England, my home. A knock on the bedroom door broke the silence.
"Jayme!" My auntie, Katrina, called through the door.
"Ughh" I groaned, my version of telling her to go away it had to be like 6:30 in the morning who was up at this ridiculous time of the morning?
"Jayme…I won't call you again!" She called once more before I heard footsteps on the hard wood floor leading away from the door.
"Good" I groaned "Go away" I added before drifting back into a peaceful sleep.
"Jayme! WAKE UP THIS INSTANT!" I was torn away from my slumber as the shrill screaming filled the room along with the blinding light my auntie was allowing into the room as she ripped the curtains open.
"No" I groaned burying my head under the pillow.
"The dogs need walking and then we're going shopping" She explained, just the thought of moving was slowly killing me inside, the thought of going out was like a knife to the gut.
"Fine" I sighed throwing the cover to my feet and sitting up straight. My hair was like a birds nest, my eyes half closed and make up from the day before smudged. This was obviously an 'attractive' day for me.
"Thank you" She smiled sweetly sitting on the end of the bed. "Now I know you've been through a hard time recently and we haven't really been in contact for a while" She started as she rested a hand on my knee "But, moving from England to Ashville was a good decision" She added with a gentle smile. I knew she was right and despite the fact this was a decision I had made all on my own I still resented the fact that I was here.
"I was perfectly happy at home" I sighed.
"I know you was and what you have done is incredibly brave moving all this way" I rolled my eyes at being called 'brave' that was the last thing that I felt I was right now "When you found Gavin in bed with another a woman you could have chosen to stay, ignore what he had done and continue living your life." I'd heard this all before and I certainly didn't need to hear it again but before I could respond she held up a finger to silence me and continued "Instead you decided to make the tough choice to move thousands of miles away from him and rebuild your life. He took everything from you and now you need to provide for yourself…Think of what your future will now look like without him" Again I rolled my eyes as a stray tear escaped and ran down my cheek. I quickly wiped it away. "Then you can go home if that's what you want"
"What if I've made a mistake?" I whispered, my bottom lip quivered threatening to let out a small sob but I held it in. I held it in with all my strength.
"No Jayme, that is the last thing you have done" My aunt made sure to make eye contact with me as she said this "That was Gavin. He made a mistake. Not you" The power in her voice was palpable and way, way deep down I knew she was right. I just wished she wasn't. I nodded, afraid if I spoke, I might break. She took this as her que to leave without another word spoken.
Getting out of the double bed I'd slept in the night before I made my way to the shower. I let the hot water run as I stood beneath the water the emotional numbness I felt was overshadowed by the scorching water hitting my back turning my skin red as it did. I did not move from the shower for what felt like an eternity the tears ran down my face hidden by the water that continued to burn me. Eventually I came to my senses and exited the shower. I put on a pair of plain black leggings and a knee length grey jumper with a pair of black military style boots. I threw my shoulder length brown hair into a bun on top of my head and began applying a small amount of make-up to try and cover up the puffiness in my face caused by the lack of decent sleep I had had. I placed my large rounded glasses on my face and began to make my way downstairs, admiring the house as I went. I'd hadn't visited or spoken to my aunt and uncle for 10 years. I'd cut a lot of people out of my life when I first met and married Gavin, I thought that he was worth giving everyone I knew and loved up. I had always been the black sheep of the family, both of my parents were successful in their chosen careers, my mum had owned a small chain of popular boutiques, small and intimate just the way her customers liked it. My dad had been a long distance lorry driver, he was never around much but when he was we were incredibly close, I was an only child so my parents had spoilt me and we did everything together my childhood was so happy and filled with love, I couldn't believe things had turned like this. I never dreamt this kind of life for myself.
"Oh good, you're ready" Katrina smiled as she stepped towards me, her long dark brown hair swishing around her face as she handed me some toast.
"Not hungry" I muttered sitting down at the breakfast bar.
"Now you must eat something" She tutted like a concerned parent as she poured me a bowl of cereal and placed it on the table in front of me. I had a few mouthfuls before giving up and washing the bowl out. When did I last eat? – I thought to myself.
"Ok well can you take the dogs for a walk please" She smiled handing me the leads as the three dogs came trotting in excitedly at the sound of the word 'walk'. The three dogs were all different breeds there was a German Shepard named Kai, a Golden Retriever called Pippa and a black and white Jack Russell called Steve. I'd chosen Steve's name when I was last with my aunt and uncle. I was 16, it was my last visit to Ashville to see them and they had just brought him home we were all sat in the living room watching this tiny 8-week-old puppy chase his own tail around in circles. We sat laughing together as we all tried to come up with names for him, eventually I had shouted Steve and that's how he ended up with such a stupid name for a dog. We all thought it was so funny that we decided that just had to be his name. Even at 11 years old he still had so much energy.
"I don't like dogs" I sighed earning a growl from Steve. That was a lie. I loved dogs. "You can piss off" I muttered.
"Don't talk to the dogs like that" Katrina scolded me.
"I won't be long" I sighed storming out of the door with Steve on a lead whilst Kai and Pippa walked by my side. My auntie and Uncle lived in a large house in pretty much the middle of the woods I'd be lying if I said I didn't love the outdoors. We walked in silence, the only sounds coming from the dogs as they sniffed and stepped on the leaves making them crunch under their weight. Steve was still on the lead due to the fact he couldn't be trusted not to run off and never come back, despite his old age he was damned fast. Out of nowhere he began to run, I lost my footing and went tumbling to the ground landing in a large puddle of mud. "FOR GODS SAKE!" I screamed as all three dogs scattered in to the trees leaving me laying in the filth. I didn't make an effort to move closing my eyes tightly hoping that when I opened them I would be back at home in England with Gavin and this would have been all a bad dream.
"Hey, are you ok?" Came a male voice from above me.
"I'm lying in mud…Let me think" I replied sarcastically, still not opening my eyes. The man chuckled and I opened my eyes only to be met with a pair of stunning moss green eyes, the most beautiful I'd ever seen.
"Do you want some help?" He offered his hand out to help me up, I took it and he pulled me to my feet.
"Thanks" I uttered trying to brush myself down.
"No problem, now let's go and get the dogs', shall we?" He smiled. I was stunned into silence at the sheer beauty of the man in front of me. As well as beautiful eyes he had a mop of shoulder length dirty blonde hair, the kind I just wanted to run my fingers through. He stood around 6 foot 5 and wore a pair of black tracksuit bottoms, hiking boots and a black waterproof jacket. His smile was sincere and flirtatious his lips so perfect I could barely tear my eyes away "So how about getting those dogs?" He asked again clearly confused at why I was staring at him.
"Umm…Yeah" I nodded, startled out of my trance "KAI!" I called "PIPPA…STEVE" The man burst out laughing. "What?" I asked.
"Steve?" He choked out between laughs.
"Yeah…He's the bastard that pulled me over" I gestured to my muddy clothes. Without warning Kai came bounding out of the trees and sat next to me, I grabbed his collar and the guy grabbed Pippa's as she ran from the same direction. Now all we had to do was get Steve.
"I'm Adam by the way" He smiled extending his free hand, I took it in mine "Adam Copeland."
"Jayme Pearce" I replied shaking his hand. Soon enough Steve came back and I grabbed his lead. "Thanks for the help" I nodded "I guess I'll see you around or something" I smiled turning away.
"Yeah...I'll see ya" He called after me. I quickly turned back towards my aunt and uncles house wanting nothing more than for the ground to swallow me up.
"Jayme what happened?" Katrina gasped once she had got a look at me.