A/N: Okay a few people have said the punkers screwing Hunter thing is random and yes it kind of is but in a latter chapter it will get explained in detail. Plus I needed a reason that Punk wouldn't get fired if he targeted super cena's boy toy lol. R&R
Fight the fight alone
When the world is full of victims
Dims a fading light
In our souls
On broken wings I'm falling
And it won't be long
The skin on me is burning
By the fires of the sun
On skinned knees
I'm bleeding
And it won't be long
I've got to find that meaning
I'll search for so long
"No one is gonna help us Justin, we are the nexus and the all hate us. We are fucked." Heath said as he sucked on a cigarette. We had only been outside for twenty minutes and he has already been through four smokes.
" Heath, we will think some something okay..." I said with a tired sigh. " How long have you been...with Punk?"
" Since we were on NXT. I was really upset and he was really nice...it all changed quickly...Justin I just don't wanna lose my job." Heath said quietly as he racked his hand through his silky red hair. "I've told him I wanted to stop, he threatens to get me fired. I need this job."
I sighed softly and pulled Heath into a light hug. "Stop thinking about him, stop thinking about all of them. From now one you aren't allowed to think about Dave, Husky, Mike or Mason and if you even mention Punk I'm gonna kick your ass." I chuckled softly and looked Heath over. He was shaking slightly and looked even paler than usual. The only thing the reminded me of the old Heath were the freckles that scattered across his sad face. I smiled and lightly brushed my lips across his cheek. I knew I shouldn't be this cuddly and close with Heath, he was fragile right now and I had Wade and I loved him but I haven't heard from Wade in four days so caring about someone felt really good right now.
"I missed you Justin." He murmured before burying his face in the crook of my neck. I rubbed his back and started softly singing to him in African. We were outside for almost two hours before I got Heath back inside. I tried making the younger southern eat but he just wanted to sleep. I booked us a room and basically carried him and our bags up the stairs. We had one night to think of a plan, tomorrow we had a show and that meant we had to go back to the Nexus.
" Heath, you should get some sleep." I told the half asleep red head as I set him on the bed. "When was the last time you slept?"
" Almost two days. He would make sure I stayed awake. If I fell asleep he would pour freezing water on me, then lock me out on the balcony. It was cold. Really cold." Heath said before laying back down. "I loved him."
I swallowed hard and tucked the blankets tight around Heath. "Shhh little one, please sleep now. I promise I will take care of everything. He won't hurt you anymore." I smoothed down heath's hair as his eyes closed and his breath slowed. Once I was sure he was asleep I let the severity of the situation hit me. I was basically in it alone. Heath wasn't going to be any help. He was beyond broken. For the past few months, he was been basically tortured for shits and giggles. He was a shell of the man he used to be.
I rubbed my face and pulled out my cell phone, I needed help. I looked through all of wrestlers numbers I had in my iPhone. Quarter of them wouldn't believe me, a quarter wouldn't speak to me and the rest well they would believe me but they wouldn't help. Hell I even thought about calling Matt or Jeff. But I haven't talked to either of them since NXT finished. I finally decided to call Wade. I needed to talk to him, he would help me.
I dialled the number and listened to it ring. Once it rung for the sixth time I almost hung up. Just as i almost pressed the end button Wade picked up.
" 'Ello?" He shouted over the music. It sounded like he was partying. I could hear music and alot of voices laughing around him.
"Hey Wade, it's Justin." I said with a slight smile.
"What? Sorry I can't hear you Justin...Hey Adam get your hand off my ass." He laughed loudly.
" Wade...I'll call you back later okay..You seem busy." I said softly as I heard more laughing.
"Okay Justin, I'll call you tomorrow. Christian wants' me to do a shot off of his stomach. I'm coming you arse."
" Bye Wade. I love you." I was glad wade could barely hear me, I started sniffling. I knew what was going on, no one ever hung out with Edge and Christian and didn't get away without being fucked.
" ya call you later." I heard him starting to talk to Christian again before I hung up the phone. I threw it on my bed and walked on to the balcony and sat down on one of the chairs. I pulled my knees to my chest and looked out at the night sky. I couldn't ruin the good time Wade was having. It seemed like he was happy.
Happier without me, everyone would be happier without me. I'm the reason Heath is freaked out, I'm the reason Daniel is in the hospital and I'm the reason Even is now living in fear.
We will leave little Evan alone if you let me have your cute little ass
I squeezed my eyes shut and rocked softly as I started hearing that voice again. It wouldn't shut up.
Oh what's wrong? The whole locker room knows you're a whore Angel.
"Shut up." I snarled softly as I buried my face in my knees. I didn't know what to do anymore. Wade didn't miss me, John and Randy wouldn't help me anymore and Heath was barely hanging on. I didn't know who to talk too. I needed to keep Heath and the other guys safe.
Hopefully you don't cry as much as Heath did
I love you Angel
"SHUT UP." I screamed and kicked over the chair. I started pacing and rubbing my face. I needed to make this right. I needed to fix things. I calmed down and went back inside. I grabbed my phone and pulled on a hoody before walking out of the room. The voice in the back of my head changed as I dialled the devils number.
I'm not as popular as you
I'm nothing without him
I loved him
"It's Justin, meet me in ten minutes we needed to talk."
I was going to fix things no matter the cost.