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Everyone couldn't believe it. Not the WWE universe and not everyone backstage. Stephanie McMahon, as well as the whole Authority had approved of the match of Taryn VS Seth at Hell In A Cell in the upcoming weeks.
With the shocking announcement, it was all over , and spread over the radio and on Wrestling websites. It was that serious between the two of them and Taryn was more than happy to finally show the world, especially to Seth that she was ready to take him to hell right with her.
Right now, she was with her sister Ariel as they were on their way to the nail salon to see their older sister, Kristen. Kristen was the model type and the cheerleader, loving the make up and fashion. Taryn and Ariel loved fashion but they had more of a nerdy and tomboyish personality.
It was their few days off that they had until they had to prepare for Smackdown next week. Of course, they had to also do WWE Live events, going to charity events and other places and there was no break in between on that.
Other than the WWE, outside the ring, Ariel had opened a shelter for all homeless animals that were abused and would do art for a living. Taryn hosted a center for young teen moms that were pregnant and abused, wanting to give them a second chance to start new and to give them a positive outlook on life and to better themselves. Along with that, she has been working on her music, collaborating with different artists.
She was working on her lyrics when she wasn't too busy in the ring and working on her vocals, to which she would do in private. Only her sisters and grandmother heard her sing and that was it. She sung for Stefan one time and thought she needed more work, to which as he would joke, sounded like a cat dying in heat.
Anyway, as much as they loved to travel, being in Santa Monica California was there home and they always loved to be here no matter what.
As they were on their way to the nail salon, they stopped by Dunkin Doughnuts, with Ariel buying them a french vanilla cappuccino.
"I already miss my superman." Ariel pouted as she stopped at a red light. Roman was doing at a WWE live event and was also doing a radio interview for his upcoming match at the Pay Per View.
"You see him 24/7. Hell, you are practically having his dick inside of you." Taryn giggled, which made Ariel flip her off.
"You need to get some dick yourself, such as Mr. Seth Rollins." She wiggled her pierced brow which made Taryn choke on her hot drink.
"I would tell you to kiss my ass but I know you're going to turn it into something nasty." She shuddered. "Besides, I don't want to talk about anything sexual. Just want to spend time with my sister."
"I'm just speaking the truth, babe." She turned the corner. "You and I both know that Sissy girl doesn't have a dick. He has a vagina. And you are grumpy about 24/7 because point blank; He doesn't know how to fuck."
"Shhh, do you mind not exploiting my sex life to the fucking world?" She snarled at her older sibling.
"I'm only speaking to you because I love you and I don't sugarcoat shit. He's a fucking jackass. Hell, I tried to stop the damn wedding."
"Which didn't work, you dumb ass. I swear I'm not going to forgive you and AJ Styles for that." She sipped her drink as she put it back in the cupholder.
"Love you honey." She blew her a kiss as Taryn ignored her, putting on her headphones.
As she turned on her heavy metal, her face twisted up as Ariel looked her way.
"Whats wrong?" She wrinkled her nose.
"That son of a bitch switched all my music to opera music! Oh my god, I'm going to tear his fucking lungs out!" She screamed, hitting her hand on the dashboard.
"Hey Hey!" She glared at her hot headed sister. "Wait until Hell In A Cell."
"Well I'm ready for it. Right now, I want all my damn music back!" She threw her Ipod on the floor, crossing her legs.
Ariel snickered quietly, thinking to herself.
"Man, its only a matter of time before those two hook up and she divorces that piece of shit." She smirked to herself.
They finally made it to the spa resort as they saw Kristen step out of her yellow Mercedes. She had on her usual 10 inch stiletto heels as she hugged her sisters. Her dark hair had on blonde high lights and she had yet another tan and wearing her unique designer dresses that she had made.
"How are my little sisters doing?" She grinned, kissing both of their cheeks.
"Well I'm hungry and ready to get this pedicure over with." She rolled her eyes. "You know I don't do salons. I like to do my own at home because half the time they mess your shit up and charge you extra."
"Trust me, you guys are going to love this one. Ariel, stop being such a stick in a mud." She stuck her tongue out as they headed to their appointment, ready for the massages and pedis of a lifetime.
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After an hour of massages, facial scrubs and foot rubs, the three women stopped to grab sushi and then Ariel and Taryn decided that they should all go see their Grandmother, or in this case, Mama Lucia.
Mama Lucia had owned a farm and was known for her famous home cooking that she loved to fatten the girls up. Of course, they knew that Ariel and Taryn were wrestlers so she had to restrain herself from giving them too much to eat. Kristen of course, was not a farm person and couldn't stand the sight of having to deal with the smell of barnyard animals.
"Remember when that pig kept chasing you around on the farm?" Taryn giggled as Kristen scoffed, tossing her hair back.
"Don't remind me of that thing." She shook in udder disgust.
"That thing, is why you love bacon." Ariel whispered.
"Well that's all they are. And I don't eat bacon anymore, guys." She was careful trying not to step on anything that was brown in the field as they walked up the pathway to her country home.
"I hope I don't step in cow poop. I'm wearing my heels and they cost 4,000 dollars." Kristen stated as she was careful not to step on anything that looked weird.
"My question is, why in the world would you even want to wear them, out in a farm of all places." Ariel said as all three of them made it over to the grass, walking up the wide cobblestone pathway.
"Honey, the art of working in fashion is that you have to be the fashion. I have to look fabulous everywhere." She flipped her hair back, tugging onto the thin jacket.
"Honestly, I knew why they called you the diva of the universe." Taryn joked as they all laughed, making it up the steps to their grandmothers house.
It was then they knew their grandmother was making dinner. The smell of breaded catfish, mac and cheese, and peach cobbler crumble was making them hungry. Taryn and Ariel, the main ones ran up the steps in a hurry.
"Mama!" They shouted as they opened the door, with her Shepard dog, Allie slipping on the porch to rest herself comfortably.
Mama Lucia laughed, seeing her beautiful granddaughters as she hugged them, with the food cooking on the stove and she was working on her knitting, since she already did her gardening for the day. Grandma Lucia was a heavy set woman, who was 57 years old. But from how she ate, worked on the farm 24/7, and even with the gray tendrils of hair in her dark brown hair, with barely any wrinkles to show, you would have thought she looked as though she was 30 years old.
"Its so good to see my mis hermosas rosas." She smiled, calling them her beautiful roses.
"Its always good to see you to, mama." They all pecked her cheek.
"Where's that Samoan lover of yours." Mama Lucia winked at Ariel, who blushed embarrassingly.
"Mama!" Ariel shrieked.
"Oh chile please. I caught the both of you doing it like a bunch of horny ass teenagers in the barnyard." Mama snickered as the girls sat at the table.
"We were not having sex!" Ariel protested.
"Close to it, until you saw me and that's when Roman looked so small, compared to his height." She giggled as she started whipping the cream for the cobbler in a bowl.
"Blame Roman and his hormones.." She blushed again. "Ok moving on, lets eat...please."
"Speaking of hormones.." She started getting the plates as Ariel and Taryn pitched in to help. "Thank god Sissy isn't here."
"It's Stefan mama." Taryn sighed, slightly annoyed.
"Well whatever the hell that thing is...I swear..." She started chopping up the vegetables to make a salad, very sharp with her knife as she spoke in Spanish.
Taryn knew for a fact that whatever she said in Spanish, she knew it wasn't good if it involved Stefan.
"Mama, he's not so bad. He's incredible."
"Yeah he's incredible and loving; Just like maggots." Ariel sipped some peach tea lemonade that was homemade, courtesy of Mama.
"Oh god, hush it Ariel." Taryn hissed.
"I'm not going to accept him for the simple fact he called me a voodoo witch." She snarled.
"He sent you flowers." She tried to make the excuse for him. Of course she knew better for the simple fact that her Grandmother wasn't buying any of the bullshit her sorry excuse of a husband was trying to sell.
"You mean YOU sent the flowers. You have no business apologizing for him. If he wants my respect, he will apologize like a man should; On his own."
Her family could be so stubborn of her husband. Some things never change.
They finally sat down to eat as Kristen of course, would just drink the tea, not even touching the food.
"It contains too many calories mama. I have to keep my weight up you know." She said casually, only eating the salad and sticks of bread.
"You suck. If you don't want your food, give it to me." Ariel said, swallowing down the mac and cheese, wanting to go for seconds.
"I'll make a plate for your Samoan boyfriend. I know he loves to have my cooking. Well, I know I don't compare to his mama."
"Oh stop it mama. I love you and his mama's cooking all in one." She smiled. "And I know Roman feels the same way."
Mama chuckled, knowing she was fattening her girls up with her food that she always made from scratch. But she made it with love ever since they were little girls.
It was a special family dinner as the girls all talked about what was going on with their lives as of today. Kristen spoke of her own lingerie brand was selling rapidly, bringing in more of her fortune and that she would be part of the Victoria Secret Fashion show. Ariel and Taryn talked about their matches at the Pay Per View. Ariel was fighting against Charlotte for the divas championship whereas Taryn would have her match against Seth Rollins inside a steel cage.
"Speaking of that boy, you two are still fighting?" Mama shook her head as she ate some greens. "I swear you two have been at it since the freshman year in high school. It doesn't end, does it?"
"I'm sure it will in many ways." Ariel pretended to cough as she threw in that statement.
Taryn had to fight the urge to flip off her sister but instead she simply put it nicely. "I just hate him. There is no feelings involved." She said mockingly. "I hate him because he's an egotistical donkey and I want to kick him in his face over and over again. He makes me so angry."
"Exactly! You two set each other off its only a matter of time until those clothes rip off and-"
"Ariel Winter Huntley" Mama gave her a stern warning as Ariel whispered sorry. Of course, Mama winked at her, indicating that she would be right.
Taryn just kept quiet as she ate her food.
"He has to be destroyed. He has to be done. Everything he has done to you...he has to lose..." The voice in her head told her as she rubbed her temple. She was happy she wore her long sleeve shirt blouse so they wouldn't see the cut.
It seemed as though the voice in Taryn's head kept growing louder as Mama looked at her with concern, seeing that her granddaughter was spaced out.
"Taryn? Baby, are you alright?" She looked at her, worried.
"Yeah mama I'm fine."
All of them looked at her carefully as Taryn scoffed, not wanting them to have a panic attack.
"I'm fine, ladies I promise." She smiled at them.
They were not aware though that Taryn was rubbing her wrists under the table, aching for another cut. Another release.
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Seth was proud of the fact that not only was he a WWE wrestler and Mr. Money In The Bank, in line for the WWE World Heavyweight Championship, but he owned his own Wrestling Academy with one of his buddies from the Indies called Black and The Brave. It was designed and created to inspire those who wanted to train to make it into the WWE. It was a stepping stone if you wanted to call it that. He was proud that so many people were wanting to make their dreams come true and to have that passion and desire for the career that he's worked hard for.
He was one of the teachers there and everyone had pretty much admired him and respected him, especially with the fact he trains himself. He had a match against Taryn coming up and he knew it meant that he had to seriously get down to it. Of course, he wasn't worried. He believed this would be a cake walk.
It had been so long since WWE had a battle of the sexes match but he was up for it. He wanted to actually embarrass the hell out of Taryn for his enjoyment.
At the same time though, he wasn't completely focused for the past couple of days. Every time he tried to distract himself, whether it was with his girlfriend Zahra or with one of his students that needed help with new move sets in the ring, all he could think about was Taryn and that outfit in the photo shoot.
"Hey Seth! I need some help over here!" One of his buddies called to him.
He hopped out of the ring as he immediately got pissed from what he saw.
Zahra and another girl was fighting as Zahra was calling her every nasty name and the girl was one of Rollins students, nervous as she was for even coming to class.
"Hey, knock it off, both of you!" He helped to pull them away from each other, holding Zahra back. Of course, Zahra would run over to the girl, trying to get more hits in as Seth had to pry her away from her.
"You psycho bitch!" The girl screamed at her.
"I'll kick your ass again, you stupid whore!" Zahra screamed at her as she was kicking and screaming in Seth's arms. Of course, Seth was stronger than her.
"Enough! Shut up, Zahra!" Seth yelled at her.
He pulled her outside as everyone watched what had happened. Seth was at the end of his damn rope with Zahra and this was the final strike.
"What the fuck is wrong with you? Have you lost your fucking mind?" His temper went off.
"She's the one that started it! I was trying to teach her moves and then she said she wanted you to teach her. She had the fucking nerve to tell me that I had no experience." She crossed her arms.
"Because you don't! You're not the fucking teacher, Zahra. You're already in deep shit with the Authority and I've had to save your ass more than once. Then, you come late to practice and you have been starting fights ever since and you don't even want to learn what the hell I've been teaching. All you do is fucking drink and bitch at me for every little thing." He barked at her. She was even surprised at the fact that he was raising his voice at her.
"Look, I have been trying. I just-" She was cut off mid sentence by Seth, who have already heard the same dumb excuse more than once that it felt like she had rehearsed it over and over again.
"No you haven't Zahra. You've told me that several times and you never want to take anything seriously, especially your damn career. So to keep it simple; I'm done with it and I'm done with you."
Zahra felt like her heart had been ripped out and stomped on. He couldn't be serious, could he? He had to be joking.
"Are you breaking up with me..." Zahra wanted confirmation to what he was saying, just so she knew she wasn't going crazy.
Seth sighed heavily as he shut his eyes, opening them back up.
"Answer me!" She screamed at him, the anger in her eyes. She felt betrayed and was hurting to her core.
"Yes. I'm breaking up with you. I can't take anymore of this Zahra." He ran a hand through his face. "Its exhausting and I can't deal with anymore of this."
"Are you fucking someone else?" She snarled, throwing the accusation in his face.
Seth was beyond insulted but he was in a professional setting. "No, I'm not. I don't want to deal with this drama anymore from you. I've given you several chances. We're just not meant for each other, anyway."
"This is bullshit!" She screamed. "I didn't do anything wrong!"
Seth just shook his head, knowing she would never change. She was going to throw a fit, whine and bitch and call him a sorry excuse of a boyfriend.
"Zahra, look. I'll make sure to find someone who can help you train but it won't be me. I'll even make sure to have your things ready when you find another place to stay ok? I'll even-"
Seth couldn't even finish his sentence as he felt a brutal slap hitting his cheek hard across his face, that it even left a mark.
"What the hell?" He glared at her, holding his cheek.
"You're a stupid piece of shit! This isn't over, you bastard! This isn't over by a long shot!" She screamed at him as she stalked off, going to her locker to grab her things as everyone had watched the scene before them.
"You alright man?" One of his buddies had asked, seeing the big blow up that was witnessed by so many other students.
Seth just dismissed what happened, knowing he had to get back to work. He wasn't going to let Zahra's drama get in the way of doing what he loved. He knew it would hurt but at the same time he was glad to be free of the drama. Free from her.
He nodded as he headed back inside, calling all the students to get in the ring to practice new move sets to teach them.
"Alright, good job Taryn!" the producer said as Taryn finished singing her lyric for one of her new singles. She has been working hard on her album and it was about four hours as they have practiced and rehearsed.
She smiled as she saw she was getting coaching with Ne-yo.
"You're on your way there, sweetheart." He smiled at her. "Just keep it up and try not to strain your voice so much. Just have to be relaxed, got it?"
Taryn nodded as she pulled the headphones back on.
"Alright, let's hit that beat one more time."
As the music started to do its tempo, Taryn started to sing in Spanish softly as the intro before she began the first verse.
Stefan was here with her for support with their dog, Oreo but of course, he was too busy on his phone making important call meetings. But he would lazily give Taryn a thumbs up, even though she knew he wasn't interested at all.
She closed her eyes and continued to sing her heart out, pouring her soul into the written lyrics she had come up with.
Of course she felt stinging from her wrists as she twisted up her face a bit, hissing to herself. It made all of them stop the music completely, seeing there was something wrong with her.
"Taryn...Taryn are you alright sweetheart?" Brandi, her manager asked her with concern.
Taryn blinked for a few minutes and with what she saw was a figure that she had recognized and was covered in blood. She started to faint as a few people went into her office.
Taryn sat down as her manager who gave her a glass of water. Of course, Stefan showed up about an hour later.
"Taryn, are you alright?" He looked her over.
"Where the hell was you at man? You should've just stayed with your wife." Ne-yo shook his head in disgust with her idiotic husband.
"I had business to take care of. Something you know nothing of. What the hell kind of name is Neyo anyway?" He shook his head in arrogance, to which Neyo looked like he wanted to smack the shit out of him.
"Ok guys, stop it." Brandi told both of them.
"I'm fine everyone, I promise." She sipped her water.
"See, told you she was fine. Now take your pills honey, they'll make you feel better." He pushed a pill into her hand as he side eyed her a look that told her to do it.
She swallowed the pills as she drank the water. For the past few weeks, she's been taking the pills and all she had been experiencing were faint spells and dizziness.
She just dismissed it as one of the side effects. The medicine that Stefan was giving her was helping her. She had been under a lot of stress lately and she used it to make Stefan happy. Its all she ever wanted for him.
"Ok, now get up honey. We don't have much time. We have to get to that fertility clinic soon." He tapped his watch impatiently. "Now stand up and brush it off and get back in there."
Taryn nodded slowly as she stood up, scared that she wasn't able to hold herself together. But somehow she did and with that, she went back in the studio and back to work.
It was another late evening as Seth was watching TV. Zahra of course, had nothing to say to him as he helped to pack her stuff in her car. He would even offer to help her look for another place near the WWE training facility so she could become a better wrestler. Of course, she basically told him to fuck himself and drove off.
He knew it would be weird but he was slightly getting horny. He was a man with needs and he couldn't help with what he was doing as he flipped through the channels, going into some soft core porn.
"Dean would make fun of me right now for even watching this." He chuckled to himself. Kevin was sleeping at the foot of his bed and saw a guy and a girl making out on the bed. The girl had large boobs and she was pulling out the guys dick through his jeans, stroking it.
He started stroking his cock all of a sudden, already getting semi hard as he closed his eyes. Sex with Zahra was pretty basic but when he was in the moment, he just continued stroking his cock, ignoring the moans coming from the TV, drowning out everything else, including his day with Zahra...
He moaned, his head going from side to side. He didn't know what was happening. His cock felt incredible, damn near felt like heaven. It actually was heaven with how he was feeling right now.
"God...what is going on with me.." He was confused yet excited all at once.
He opened his eyes as he couldn't believe it. He was actually seeing it for himself. It was no one other than Taryn in his bedroom. But she was doing much more than just being in his bedroom late in the evening. She was actually sucking his cock!
She had on that infamous black cherry lipstick as she was deepthroating his cock, swallowing it down like a pro. He started to fuck her mouth with his hips, grunting and moaning as her tongue would flicker on the head of his penis.
"Oh...fuck...fucking...shit!" He grunted as she sucked harder. He found himself running his hands through her dark hair. He saw the way she would look at him with those eyes. That eyes that burned of passion and fire whenever she was angry.
The only thing was that it turned him on even more.
He felt her soft hands rubbing on his ball sack as she sucked him more, taking more of his cock down her wet and willing mouth.
"That's it...good girl...right there babe." He trembled, almost on that edge, ready to shoot his cum down her throat.
He sat up as he found himself fucking her mouth more and more, hearing her gagging but also hearing the wet popping noises coming from her lips, with Seth not even caring if he gotten lipstick stains on his boxers.
"Fuck, I'm bout to bust! Holy shit..." He threw his head back, falling back on the pillow as she continued to blow him.
He woke up though, the porn had ended and he groaned, seeing that there was a large cum stain on the center of his boxers. He sat up as he removed his boxers, heading into the shower.
What the hell was he thinking? Of all the women he could have dreamt about, he dreamt about the woman who he hated more than life itself. He knew that dream was nothing more than a nightmare. It meant absolutely nothing at all. That's all he kept telling himself at the end of the night as he started washing himself off, trying to forget about the dream, blaming it on lack of sleep.
It was two in the morning as Stefan was sound asleep, right next to Taryn. They had made love earlier. Well in this case, Stefan being rough with her, cumming as usual and it only lasted for 5 minutes, with him getting his pleasure and then going off to sleep. Ever since the fertility clinic, with Taryn having less chances of being pregnant, Stefan has been treating her worse and worse, blaming her for the fact that she couldn't conceive right now. They believed they could keep trying but the doctor he trusted always blamed her and with Stefan sticking it in every 10 to 15 minutes , hoping it would get her pregnant, she would always come up negative.
He was seriously pressuring her to get pregnant and to make a baby. She wanted to be a mother so badly, and she knew everytime she couldn't get pregnant,. she was a disappointment in Stefan's eyes.
She got up quietly as she kissed the top of Oreo's head, slipping on her robe as she made her way down the large staircase. It was nice that they lived in a mansion but it wasn't the dream home that Taryn had in mind. Of course, she wanted to make Stefan happy and to love her as much as she loved him.
She looked across the door to the other room, which was the basement. She sighed heavily as she opened the door, heading down to the basement. She bent down as she removed the white sheet as she fell down to her knees.
She ran her hand on top of the folded baby blanket as she shut her eyes, thinking of the memories. She continued to blame herself to this day, no matter how hard she tried to forget.
She picked up the blanket and held it close to her.
"I hope one day you will forgive me...I am so sorry...I really am..." She whispered softly.
She continued to hold it anyway, singing a lullaby, despite that the baby blanket was covered with dry blood.
She wouldn't forget, no matter what had happened.
A/N: Taryn's dark past is revealed in the next chapter !