A/N: Well all I can say is I'm sorry for all of the people who thought Wade was gonna come and save them...R&R
This chapter is dedicated to angleofturntearsToRosesCMC

I don't wanna be a puppet for you
Don't wanna bite the hand that's feeding
I don't wanna be a sucker for you, oh yes you
I hate myself for begging
I hate myself for staying
I hate myself for listening to,
You, you, you, you, you

My heart was beating in my chest as I knocked that hotel room in the Hilton. I was alone, I wasn't going to bring Justin with me for this, I would do anything to fix this and I mean anything. I knocked again and swore under my breath. This could go very wrong. The door flew open and i jumped back. Triple H was standing in the door way giving me that look.

" Come in Slater." He said coolly before walking back into the hotel room. This room was probably larger then my house back home. I looked around with wide eyes before blushing slightly when I saw my future boss. I didn't know what to say.

" Why did you want to meet me kid?" Hunter asked as he sat down on his bed.

" Punk...I mean Phil...I need to talk to you about him...I don't want you to take this the wrong way..cause I know you and him are..you know..." I said looking down at my knees.

" Spit it out kid." Hunter snapped. I looked up from my knees and sucked in a deep breath.

"You have to do something about Phil.."

"What kid, some one hurt your feelings?" He sneered slightly. That look reminded me too much of Phil, I snapped.

" No he fucking raped me, Justin, Mike, JoMo and I don't know how many other people. Hell he even raped your Jeff.,,He is a fucking monster." I snapped, " Either you stop him or shit is gonna happen. I don't care if I lose my job. I can go to TNA or hell I'd rather work the Indies then live like this."

"These are some severe accusations Heath...And without any proof...I can't do anything." Hunter shrugged. " You can leave now."

" Proof? I have fuckin' proof. My phone is full of pictures of Justin's back and face and I know people who will back me up on this. Hunter he raped Jeff and from what I you were pretty close to him..Dont you even care?" I asked with wide eyes.

" He did not rape Jeff, they slept together because he is an addict and was fucked out of his mind. Plus he was a whore." He said angrily. I shrank back a bit and felt like running.

" So you believe Punk over everyone else? Doe this look like I'm lying?" I tossed him my phone and Hunter started looking over the pictures. He ran a hand through his shaggy blonde hair.

"You want a title shot, bigger locker room or just a pay raise?" He asked before throwing my phone back at me.

"What?"

"what do you want to keep quiet?"

" I want him to stop hurting people. I don't want rookies to live in fear of him anymore." I said shoving my phone into my pocket.

"anything else?"

" I wanna be traded to Smackdown with Justin...and I want us to be teamed up with Wade again." I said with a firm nod. This was going better than I thought it would.

" What if I say no. The Nexus is the hottest angle of the year and I am going to break that up because you aren't the centre of attention." Hunter snapped getting out of his seat. I swallowed hard and decied this wasn't the time to be timid anymore.

"Then I won't keep my fuckin mouth shut. I'm pretty sure Vince wouldn't be real happy about this bad press. Most people would be turned off of the show if a rapist was one of the stars. Don't play me hunter. I have nothing to lose." I said basically standing toe to toe with my future boss. He seemed alot bigger the usual.

"Dont you fucking threaten me kid." He snapped giving me a shove back. I stumbled but caught myself before hitting the ground.

"What's your choice Hunter?" I asked fixing my shirt.

" You have to be on Raw next week but after that your a Smackdown superstar. Just keep your fucking mouth shut about this and if you ever think about threatening me again, I will destroy you. Now get out of my room." He said turning his back to me and picking up his cell phone. I watched him for a second before running out of the room with a big smile on my face. We were going to Smackdown. Everything was going to be okay again.

One week later.

It was weird, I was almost positive that Punk would kill us because we are leaving but instead he is barely talking to us. He is more into these stupid Nexus initiations. Not that I care though, was really fun to watch the other assholes get the shit beaten out of them. It was now down to me and Justin. One last promo with the devil and we would be free.

To be honest I was not paying attention to Punk as he spoke, all I could do was sneak smiles at Justin as I held on to the kendo stick. It was over before I knew it and we tossed down the stick and walked off camera.

"Justin we are done." I said in a low voice before hugging him tight against my chest. Justin laughed softly and gave me a kiss.

"Heath I don't know what I would do without you. I love you." Justin said smiling up at me. I haven't seen that smile in a long time. We didn't notice that we were joined in the room. I jumped to attention when I heard the lock click.

"Well, well, well..You grew some balls Slater. Good job but you really fucking thought I would let you two leave." Punk sneered as he paced back and forth that kendo stick in his hand. I grabbed Justin's hand tight.

" Please, this is done Punk. Just let us leave, we won't have to see each other ever again. Just let me and Jusitn leave." I said turning to leave the locker room. Mason was standing in front of the door with his thick arms folded across his chest. I swallowed hard as Justin whimpered softly.

"This is not fucking done! This is far from over Slater! You two are mine and you're not done till I say your done." He walked over and and shoved me hard. I fell back and hit the wall.

" Punk stop it." Justin said as he ran over to me. He was pale and shaking as he stood close to me. I needed to get us out of here. Punk looked like he was about to snap, he was bright red and pacing back and forth.

" You fucking moron cannot tell me what to do. Hunter left me because of you two,I should just fucking kill both of you. You ruined my life and I'm going to ruin yours. Who's up first?" He snarled walking closure to us. I stood in front of Justin and looked around with wide eyes. We were surrounded and since the promos were filmed early no one would be here for at least two hours.

"Punk just let us leave." I said slowly trying not to anger him even more. "Your cant do this to us anymore."

Punk stood still and rubbed his face. He looked remorseful as he nodded slowly. I smiled as best I could before dragging Justin to the door. I was reaching for the knob when Punk spoke again.

"Wait..I...I...I changed my mind. Boys grab slater." Punk snarled as he stalked towards us. I felt a pair of hands grab me and rip me away from Justin. Before I could say anything, Punk swung the kendo stick and it connected with the side of Justin's head with a sickening crack. He fell to the floor hard, I screamed.

" This is your fault Heath. All of this is your fault. Everything I did to Justin is on you. I'm going to destroy both of you." Punk chuckled as he kicked Justin over on his back. Justin wasn't moving and blood was slowly coming out of his ear. Punk squatted down and wiped away some of the blood. He walked back over to me and rubbed Justin blood on my face. " You're up first Wendy."