A/N: I know this is short but I will write more really soon!
Okay I decided that I'm gonna do storys with all of the pairing in this story!
I have a question for ya guys though...Who would you pair with Heath Slater?
Heaven's gates won't open up for me
With these broken wings I'm fallin'
And all I see is you
These city walls ain't got no love for me
I'm on the ledge of the eighteenth story
And oh I scream for you
Come please I'm callin'
And all I need from you
Hurry I'm fallin', I'm fallin'
It was a week since Wade broke the news to me about getting shipped to Smackdown. It went by like a blur, I never left his side for a second. I was in denial the whole week, the only way I could make myself not break down was pretending he wasn't going. It worked until we pulled up to the arena, it was time to get ready for Raw. It was gonna be the last time I see Wade for weeks. I was scared
" Justin...Justin are you okay?" Wade asked as he lightly shook my shoulder. It was about ten minute ride from the hotel to the arena and neither of us said a word.
" Yay Ya...I'm just tired." I faked a smile as I unbuckled my seat belt. Before I could get out of the car Wade pulled me against his side.
" I love you remember that Angel." He murmured softly as he ran his fingers through my hair.
" Ya...I know..I love you too." I said with a soft smile as I pulled away and got out of the car. " We better hurry up and get inside. You gotta talk with Randy and Stephen about your match."
Wade followed me and chuckled. " Yes, mum I know." He teased as he slung an arm around my shoulder. " You gotta go to hair and makeup, Call me when you're done okay and I'll come and get you."
I stood on my toes and gave Wade a light kiss before smileing brightly. " Have fun darling." I turned on my heels and headed to the hair and makeup room. They always wanted me to come early because they hated doing my hair. My smiled faded when I walked into the room. Heath was sitting in one of the makeup chairs getting his hair done.
I sat done in the other chair without saying a word but I couldn't help but gasp softly when I saw his face, Heath had an angry dark bruise under his eye and his lip was split.
" Heath what happen?" I asked quietly. I was pretty sure he wouldn't answer me but I thought I would try.
" I fell." Heath mumbled softly as he looked over at me. Something was wrong with Heath, his eyes looked life less. I turned back and gave the Makeup lady a look and she left the room.
" Heath what really happened." I leaned closer and lightly touched his cheek. The red head flinched and looked down. His hands were clasping and unclasping, I have never seen Heath this nervous.
" It was my fault. I told him I would be fine by myself. He said Im nothing just a jobber. I don't have mic skills like David, I'm not a legacy like Husky and Michael and I'm not popular like you. I'm nothing without him." Heath muttered more to himself. I grabbed his chin gently and made him look at me. His eyes went wide like he finally registered that I was in the room with him. " Don't let him get you alone Justin."
" Who Heath? Who are you talking about?" I asked as I smoothed down his soft red hair. Heath was about to say something when the door opened. I jumped back into my seat, It was Husky. He smirked at me before looking at Heath.
"Slater, Punk is lookin' for ya." He chuckled softly. I couldn't help but notice Heath paled when he mentioned Punk.
" Ya...okay..I'll come back later to get my make up put on." He smiled weakly at me as he followed Husky out of the room.
I watched him leave with wide eyes. Heath wasn't himself. He looked dead and I knew the Nexus had something to do with it. I couldn't just ignore this, I had to help Heath.