MURPHY.

I hopped out the shower as my tensed muscles had been relaxed by the warm water, I had some extra clothes in the bathroom because I didn't want to make Aalyah feel uncomfortable by changing in front of her. She was nineteen after all.

The sweater I folded, I slipped on with some shorts. Black nike socks. I put my bun in a rough ponytail, and I opened the bathroom room. Aalyah was snuggled into the bed with one of my shirts on. Why was she like this? Why did she have an affect on me? I haven't felt this way since Alexa...who I really never wanted to see again. She was like in slow motion, whatever she was watching; she was extremely focused on. The remote fiddled on her lips, and she barely blinked or even looked towards my way.

"What ya watching?" She didn't answer but however she pointed the TV, I headed towards the TV, I looked at the mounted screen. She was watching some old WCW tapes of her dad. Rey.

It was that infamous iron man match against Zander. Rey won in a count of 6-5 but the two were currently 2-1 with Zander winning in the part of the match.

"You know who wins?" I ask, she nodded her head yes. Then why was she watching?

"I actually want to get in the ring someday." She muffled, and I heard her loud and clear. But it didn't work like that, years of training. Years of being denied and years of being in the independent circuit teaches you a lot of preparations before getting your ass handed to you when you get to the WWE.

"You gotta get years of training." I went to say, she sighed heavily before pausing the match. She was already sitting waist deep into my covers. Where the hell were the rest of the family?

"I know, and Papa thinks I'll get hurt if I don't."

"Well you just can't walk into the ring without any experience. You could get hurt severely. That's why you get training and go on the circuit before anything."

"It'll take years."

"It's worth it."

"What happens if I don't succeed?"

"Then dust yourself off and try again."

"Are you really quoting Aaliyah?"

"Yes."

She laughed a gorgeous laugh, and it was quite contagious. I let out a chuckle before there was a long stare.

It wasn't suppose to go down like this. Not even the slightest.

"Tear apart the family and serve the greater good." And I thought it was that easy but boy...I didn't even have the slightest. I considered myself a fuck up for falling in Seth's traps and thinking he actually gave a crap about me nor that fucking "greater good."

It was all to himself and those kendo shots were well deserved. It pissed me off to core but looking into Aalyah's eyes were soothing and comfortable. Her eyes were half lidded and licked her lips. No...I definitely could not do that right now.

She leaned in and I put my head down to avoid it. "I can't do that, it's not right."

She softly grabbed ahold of my beard before pressing her face against mine. She nuzzled her nose against mine, her soft face touched mine. It willed away stress at this point and I was intrigued. But it was wrong.

I felt her tongue lick my lips, trying to tease me. I grabbed her cheek, trying to push away but the grip on my beard wasn't letting up. It was deafing to the angel in my head telling me to push off and the devil in my ear yelling keep going.

"Aalyah we can't do this." I whispered softly, trying to change her mind. Her tongue stopped licking my lips before turning into a little kisses around my mouth, and it was honestly so intensely painful to no devour her lips.

"Murph we're not doing it, it's just kissing. Plus I'm an adult. Relax." Fuck...I started pursing my lips slightly in an effort to get a jumpstart, she caught noticed and started to giggle."Yes...give me those soft lips."

I loosened up before kissing back. She giggled in my mouth, straddling me. I wasn't going to touch her ass, because of her being nineteen. So I rested them on her back, she was kissing back aggressively. I got more ferocious with it, and she was loving it.

My hand rested on her the side of her neck and those bedroom eyes turned more hungry for more. "Harder."

I squeezed a little hard and she giggled seductively. She gripped my hair, before kissing my lips again. Fuck...

If her family were to walk in...I'd be dead in the water.

"Just kissing..." I muttered through my lips, in between of being devoured by hers. She chuckled that seductively chuckle, and it was contagious.

"That's all I need papi..." She had dragged the last word, kind of turning me on. Wait what?

I wasn't thinking at all, about anything nor anyone at this very moment. Just her...Just Aalyah Mysterio.

And of course the possibility that her father could walk in and cut my head off and play soccer with it, but that was unlikely. The door was locked so if the door started to jiggle, me and her were okay.

Kisses began to lighten until they were mere pecks, between our lips. She pulled her face away, and not only did we kiss for probably 20 minutes, but I felt my lips numb. With a final kiss, she flopped over on the other side of the bed, I flipped the light off and she had snuggled into my side.

My eyes felt heavy, and I didn't have any strength to turn the TV off.

KNOCK!

I jumped up. Shit! Aalyah ripped the covers off and looked for her clothes. I grabbed her by the shoulders, pointed to the window. Luckily I was on the first floor, whilst she lived on one of the upper floors.

Knock! Knock!

Aalyah successfully hopped out the window, leaving so I could close it. "Coming!" I grunted out, it was like seven in the morning who the hell was at the door?"

I looked through the peephole before opening. Pow!

A blow to my face and I cried in pain. I felt a pair of hands grab me and push me against the wall. Rey!?

"Where is she puta?"

"Who?" I felt blood trickle down my nose as I could barely see.

"My daughter you son of a bitch!" He slammed me on the wall again, this midget fucker!

"Rey, what the hell!?" An familiar voice came in the room and it was no other than WWE legend Zander. "The plan was to be calm."

"Let me see your reaction if your fucking daughter was in here!?" He scolded him, and Zander ripped him off of me. It was only Rey and Zander, wondering where that other asshole Dominik was.

Rey ripped open the closet to see nothing and started to look everywhere. He went into the other room looking everywhere to make sure she never came in here.

"Better hope he doesn't find nothing." Zander snickered from next to me. Zander was probably an inch taller me, a box fade, but it had curls here and there. It was clean shaven, so it must've meant he just got it done.

"What's that suppose to mean?" I darkened my tone, he wasn't fazed by it at all.

"Look, I don't mind that she crushes on you or if you crush on you. It's not as bad as it seems. Remember, some presidents married people 30 years younger in minors or they're own cousins."

"She wasn't in here..." I growled.

"Trust me...I know buddy."

Rey returned with a angry posture, and his fist. "Start talking asshole."

AALYAH

I scooted into the elevator, I breathed heavily pushing buttons on the keypad before finding my floor. I tried to calming myself, but my anxiety was pounding my face in. My heavy breathing was ragged and before I could step out the elevator, my phone rang...

Mom.

I was hesitant about answering, and a million thoughts were in my head. "Yes mom?"

"Thank god! Where have you been?"

Shit! I had to make up a lie, and fast!

"The park. I've been there all morning." I prayed that'd work, and it was extremely hard to lie to my mom, hard han lie to. "Just decided I needed to have some fun, and met a couple of fans."

"Your padre and tío Zander have been looking for you all morning. They went down all the floors."

Uncle Zander was here? With dad? looking for me?

Why were they so pressed? I was my own woman and it was really starting to piss me off. If I wanted to be with Murphy, why couldn't I be?

"Why is Tío here?" I asked quite annoyed, Dad must've dragged him along for a weird reason when Dad can clearly handle himself against practically anyone.

"Your father wanted help, plus he came to visit you and Dominik before you went missing and he went insane trying to find you."

"Mom, I'm a women. I can handle myself." I rolled my eyes stepping out of the elevator. The walk to my room looked gruesomely long.

"Come see me when your freshened up."

I sighed, what did SHE want now? The phone went dead and I opened my hotel room. I threw the hotel keys on the dresser before flopping face first onto the bed.

At this point I wanted to shoot myself in the head, Dad was always so overprotective. He must've dragged Uncle Zander along because be didn't seem one bit fazed about learning my crush on Murphy on the phone. I usually told him more stuff on this topic than Dad, who liked to overreact.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

I groaned before pushing myself onto my feet, I slouched over tired of this shit in advance. I walked over to the door, sighing before opening it.

"Tío?" I said puzzled, Uncle Zander stood there awkwardly. He was sporting a black leather jacket, with a black t-shirt under. Some blue Jean's that were tight at the end, and air forces. His clean cut box fade with some curls in it sat atop of his head, minor wrinkles sported his caramel brown clear of acne or pimples face, and it seemed he barely aged a day past 25.

"Hey," He pulled me into the room, shutting the door behind him. He locked the door and checked the window. "Are you okay?"

"Y-yes, why are you so worried?"

"Seth and a bunch of goonies are walking the halls looking for Domink and Rey. They're plan is to kidnap you."

Kidnap? My heart fell to my stomach, he checked the peephole, keeping his face pressed against the door. Why did they want me? What did Seth even want?

"They're trying to kidnap me?" I gulped, he took a second to answer but he finally did.

"Not if I'm help to it, we're stuck on the fourth floor, so just flat out jumping out the window is not an option, unless your scared of heights.

Footsteps got more and more louder until a large knock erupted on the door, and no other was Seth and a bunch of masked goons sitting there, and of course- he had that shit eating grin.

"Get that window ready, I can't fight them all."

"So what is exactly is the plan??" I whispered harshly.

"We Jackie Chan the hell out of here."

Hey, thanks for the reviews! I've read your comments and the storyline is taking place right after Raw, so we're coming up to SmackDown within a few chapters.