5 months later...
Bayley and I were going five months strong, which surprised me. A feud had been going on around the locker room, men versus women. I didn't get wrapped up in that shit, along with Finn, Sami, Sasha, and Becky. We didn't believe one gender is superior to another, but Bayley, the little shits had her wrapped around their fingers. She was gullible, unfortunately. I've been going back to the apartment alone, they had fully gotten to her, were they happy? What do they want? I haven't seen my girlfriend for two fucking weeks! I ran over to Finn's place. He still had Becky, and Sami had Sasha. But me, I'm having panic attacks and mental breakdowns. Finn let me into his place, the others hanging around as well. "Whats the issue today?" Becky asks as soon as I'm in the room. "More breakdowns," I said, barely even able to stop twitching. I needed to talk to her, she calms me and I'm nothing without her. "Shes not leaving you, you're just afraid that she will," Sami butted in. I slowly rocked back and forth along the floor with my arms wrapped around my legs. I felt Becky's warm embrace, reminding me of our past. "The fucking l-l-l-locker room cha-changed her, not m-m-m-me," I said, feeling a panic attack coming. My breathing became heavier. I heard Becky calling everyone over in an attempt to help. I started to fall back, my vision going blurry.
The next thing I could remember was being in the trainers' room, lying on the bed being checked out. Bayley was here, I haven't seen her in weeks. I wanted to go and hug her right now, but I couldn't with these stupid panic attacks. After an hour of sitting around, I got up and went over to Bayley. She didn't seemed so happy to see me, but why? I swear if its those fucking girls who did this... ugh! "Hey, Bay," I greeted. "Don't talk to me. Don't call me. Leave me the fuck alone," She demanded. "Bay, what happened? What did I do?" I panicked. This isn't the Bayley I was in love with, nowhere near that Bayley. "Charlotte and Alexa, they told me what I needed to know. Your past, what you've done, how you tore through the women's roster back in Athlone," She said. I swallowed hard, how'd they know? Why do they want to ruin our relationship? "You're just gonna use me for your own pleasures then throw me away like those other girls, won't you?" She asked, the tears returned to her eyes. "Why would think that? Of course I wouldn't! I know my past isn't the greatest. My track record ain't the cleanest either. But I wouldn't change the anything about you or this relationship. You're perfect," I said, trying to cup her face to look at me, only to have her turn away. "*Sigh* Look, Sean, the two of us, its over," She said. She left as I stood there shocked. The words had stung like knives. I said nothing while I was in Full Sail, or after we left and headed back to the hotel.
I was dead silent. I went to Finn's room with the rest of our little group. I grabbed a beer from the fridge. I couldn't stop, I was downing them without a thought. It was awful, and I felt awful. "You're done with those for a while," Finn said, taking the half empty beer from my hand, "Why're you like this?" I could barely speak, let alone think. "I'll tell y'all tomorrow," I said through slurred words. I left and almost didn't make it back to my room.
The next morning...
I felt like shit. The hangover hit like a train at full force. A knock came from the door. "Its open, too drunk to lock it," I yelled. Our little group came into the room, including Bayley. I mentally just commit suicide at my own stupidity. I had to talk about our break-up with her in the damn room. "So here ya go. Why the 'ell did ya drink like six beers last night?" Finn asked, more of a demand though. "Look, some problems between me and Bay, that's all," I said, hoping not to entice her. "Stop fucking lying Sean! I dumped you and that was that," She said. I could tell she drank the night away just as I did. "Bayley! You got piss drunk, didn't you?!" Becky yelled. "You didn't want to leave me at all, did you?" I asked/yelled. "You know how bad that feels? To just be someone's play toy," She yelled back. "What the bloody 'ell are ya talking about? I never did that to you. You thought I would do that!" I yelled, about absolutely nothing. I wanted to stop, but I couldn't. "Just leave me alone!" She screamed. She stormed out the room, heading off to who knows where. "No. Bayley!" Becky yelled chasing after her. I don't know what I'm doing anymore, she made me whole. I got a text. Come down here. She needs you. I could barely even talk to her, how do you expect me to help her? I headed to where Becky said to. And in no time, here I was. I hesitant to knock, did she even want me here? No. Becky's just trying to get us together. I knocked on the door, very hesitantly. Becky answered the door. I immediately saw Bayley bawling her eyes out. I didn't know how to feel about this. I wanted to go up and hug her and hold her, but she doesn't want me anywhere near her. If she wanted to talk she would come to me. I slowly walked over to her, not knowing whether or not if I'm supposed to be here. I kneeled down next to her, rubbing her back. "J-just fucking leave," She said, powering through the tears. I obeyed. My body wanted me to leave, but my mind didn't. Becky quickly pulled me into a hug. "I'm sorry," Is all she whispered to me before I left.
How did this happen? I heard Charlotte and Alexa heading down the hall. I dashed behind a pillar that was near. "I can't believe that dumb bitch thinks she deserves anyone!" One of the two yelled. "And all it took was to blackmail the two Irish shits!" The other responded. Why'd they do this to anyone? I hated that I knew what happened, it made the whole matter worse. I let my friends get blackmailed so two bitches can break Bayley's heart. I waited for them to clear the hall, then got Finn and Becky head to the pub, bar, whatever the hell you wanna call it. "What the hell happened? Why'd you let Charlotte and Alexa do this?" I asked, not furious or anything, just a tad upset. They blushed heavily, looking everywhere but my face. I needed to know. No one messes with my friends, even me. "Okay, look!" Becky yelled, "Th-they kept on hurting Finn!" She yelled. "That's it? I heard them in the hotel. They were talking much worse," I said. The more I knew, the more dirt I had on them. "They wanted to know your past and messed with Bex, that's it," Finn said, avoiding any questions. I gave him a shit-eating look. "Fine. I'll tell you back at the hotel, just not 'ere in public," He said. And so we did. Had a drink or two, then headed back to the walked in the November chill, as some Americans would call this, "cold". The nerve right? But before I could continue my rant on America's weather, we reached the hotel. We got up in Finn's room, locking the door behind us. "I bought you drinks, now talk," I demanded. "Okay, sheez. Look, they would torture me," Becky said, the tears forming in her eyes. "More. We can get some dirt on them," I told her. "Th-they would take Finn a-a-and tie him to chairs and gag him with random shit they found. They would tie me to a bed or something and force me to watch them take him, right then and there," She said, tears rolling down her cheeks and onto her neck. "How so?" I asked. "They would suck and bite his dick, whip him with belts," As she said that, Finn rolled his shirt up to show marks left by the belt, "They just kept on going and going, and some would've said it was nice, but no. They kept on until I choked, give in to their needs. So I did, and gave them your story," As she finished, I pulled her into a hug. I said "I'm sorry," the exact same way she did to me.