Welcome To My Truth
Chapter 39: My Guardian Angel

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A/N: It's going to start off with the third POV again.

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"Where the hell is she!" Vince yelled with anger, "Why would she leave?! She knows she has to be here for Tyler's match! Where is he too?"

Randy squeezed his eyes shut, and took a breath; "Look, she's upset with this whole 'heel' angle, and last night. Tyler can't be here, he's searching for her."

Mr. McMahon rubbed his temples, and groaned inwardly.

"Fine, tell Jeff to be ready for tonight, he's taking Tyler's place."

Randy nodded, "Will do sir."

Then, he made his way to the door, but Vince stopped him.

"I hope you find Hayden. She plays a damn good bitch and she's just a sweetheart."

Randy smiled and gave him a nod; "Couldn't agree with you more."

Then, the Legend Killer left the office. Quickly, he went to find Jeff Hardy. As he jogged down the halls, he bumped into a certain diva. She stopped him, placing both of her hands on his chest.

"Micks, I can't talk right now.."

She rose an eyebrow; "What's going on?"

"Do you know where Jeff is?"

"I think at the canteen," she pointed to the opposite room, "Rands, what's going on?"

"It's Hayden."

She widened her eyes, and her heart dropped.

"What happened to Hayden, Randy!"

He a hand through his short brunette hair.

"She ran away Micks. I don't know why, but she did."

Mickie took a deep breath, and muttered a curse under her breath. She knew why Hayden ran away. It was all the things that Cody and John said. And, the other conversation that occurred in the Women's Locker room. She remembered listening to her crying in the bathroom stall, speaking on the phone.

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Flashback- Earlier
First POV (Hayden's)

Entering the Women's Locker room, I saw most of the divas preparing for their matches. I smiled at them, and they did the same. At least they understand.

"Hey, Mickie can you pass me my purse please?"

"Yep," she took my purse, and handed it to me. I set it down on the bench, and rummaged for my cellphone. Once I found it, I left for the bathroom, and locked myself in a stall. I wonder if my mom is watching RAW. She probably is with my brother and Gavin. I really need to talk to her. She's the only parent I have right now.

I dialed the number, and waited for the answer.

Ring...Ring...Ring...Ring...

"Hello?"

"Mommy?"

"Hayden? sweetheart, are you okay?"

"No."

"I saw you last night, and tonight."

That's how she begins.

"What did you think?"

"That was...shocking."

I put my head down and took several breaths.

"He won't talk to me."

"Don't worry sweetie, Cody will talk to you eventually."

"No, daddy and Cody won't speak to me. Dad, wouldn't let me in the hotel room last night," I started crying, "He was beyond pissed. Cody just ignored me, and gave me dirty looks. Mom, I hate it! I don't wanna be heel."

"Honey, calm down. Look, they're just angry because you didn't tell them beforehand."

"I couldn't tell them beforehand! Vince said to keep it a surprise!"

"Then, you should tell that to your father and Cody. They'll understand."

"No they won't," I sobbed, "You saw how they said those insults to me earlier tonight. It was bad."

"He's your father Hayden. He's not going to stay mad at you forever. Neither is Cody, he's one of your closest friends."

"I can't do this mom, how's Aiden taking it?"

"Uhm..."

He was angry with me too. I just know it.

"Mom, can I talk to Aiden?"

"Fine..."

I heard arguing in the background and Aiden's voice screaming "NO! I HATE HER! SHE'S MEAN NOW!"

That's when the tears rushed down faster. My own little brother didn't like me. All because of this stupid storyline. I shut the phone, and threw it on the floor. i burrowed my face into my hands, allowing more tears to fall effortlessly. Although it had only been a day that my father hadn't talked to her, it still hurt. Just the fact that he said those words to me, hurt me even more. It also made me angry, he knew I was turning heel.

I checked the time, and noticed there would only be two matches taking place before Tyler's. I don't want to go out there with him. So, there is only one thing I can do; tell him.

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Third POV.

"The last time I saw her was in the locker room," Mickie admitted as she bit her bottom lip, "She was crying and speaking with someone on the phone."

"Thanks so much Micks, I gotta go."

"No, I'll go tell Jeff he has the main even tonight," she stopped him, "You just go and try to find Hayden."

Randy looked down at her, and gave her a small kiss on the lips. She smiled to herself, and her face lit up.

"Thanks Mickie," he smiled, "I'll see you later."

"Okay, just please find her. I'll look around the arena just in case."

He nodded and both parted ways. He smiled to himself, he had just kissed Mickie. Now all he had to do was ask her to be his girlfriend. Not hard right? For him it was. But, that would be in the back of his mind for right now. The first thing on his mind was Hayden. He knew she was upset with the whole 'heel' thing. Last night, when she slept over at his and Tyler's hotel room, he noticed how quiet she was. Hayden wasn't acting like her normal self.

As he went through the hallway, he spotted John speaking on the phone. He rose an eyebrow, and stood in front of him.

"Who is that?" he mouthed out, and John stuck his hand up.

"Gianna, look..." he stopped his sentence and rolled his eyes, "you know what...let me fucking talk...we're going to find her okay...don't worry...bye."

John shut his phone and shoved it in his back pocket. He let out an upset sigh; "Hayden called her mom. She's pissed at me."

"Wait, did you call Gianna or did she call you?"

"I called her to tell her that Hayden ran away... and she flipped."

"Well," Randy shrugged, "That's her daughter dude, she doesn't want to know she ran away."

"I know," John adjusted his black hat, and took out his car keys, "Have you spoken with Tyler?"

"Yeah," he nodded, "He's still searching for her."

"Alright, let's go. We'll search through downtown."

"John, be realistic."

"I am," John nodded and they exited the arena, "She's a damn fast runner."

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First POV. (Hayden)

My legs dangled as I sat on the hardwood path. The moon shined brightly, illuminating the ocean. The stars surrounded the moons, showing off the many patterns they create. My cheeks were tear-stained and my body felt pretty weak. It's hard to clear your mind off when you feel like all of this is your fault. I went to see Tyler and I told him I wasn't going to go to the ring with him. He was confused, and I just left the room without saying anything else. I've never run away like this before. You know what scares me the most? I don't want to drift apart from my father and little brother because of this 'heel' angle.

My earphones blasted; "Counting Stars" by Sugarcult and I shut my eyes.

Counting stars wishing I was okay
Crashing down was my biggest mistake
I never ever ever meant to hurt you
I only did what I had to
Counting stars again.

A hand covered my shut eyes, catching me off guard. Holy shit, who is that? With my hands, I touched the hands that were over mine.

My earphones were still on, I could barely hear a word from this 'mystery person'. There hands uncovered my eyes, and they took off my earphones. I turned around quickly to find no one. The wind slapped against my face, and my eyes examined the dark boardwalk. No one is here besides me. Oh my gosh. My heart raced, and I could feel goosebumps pop up all over my body.

I heard my name being called, but I didn't see anyone there. My heart stopped, and my throat became dry. My eyes fell to the ocean, and I kept them there. I don't know what it was. Maybe a ghost, demon, angel. I bet it's out to get me.

"What the hell are you doing here?!" a familiar male voice yelled, "Do you know how far we are?!"

Oh no, they found me. I kept staring down at the ocean, ignoring their complaints.

"Are you listening to me?!" They continued their rant, "You have everyone worried!"

Why is he even talking to me?

"Answer me Hayden," That's it.

I peered up to notice he was already two feet away from me.

"Why are you here?"

"Because," he sighed, "I heard you ran away. So I went out looking for you too."

"Look, I'm sorry but I really don't feel like talking right now."

He took a seat next to me, "Too bad, you're going to talk because I've walked who knows how many miles just to find you. That's how much of a good person am."

"I thought you had a match or something."

"I had it before I found out you ran away."

"Oh."

"Now," he grabbed my hand, "Tell Uncle Shawn your problems."

I ran a hand through my messed up hair, and sighed; "Everything."

"Everything? Well that narrows it down," he laughed, "No really, what's going on Hayden?"

"I don't want to be a heel."

He gave me a look, and nodded; "Is that all?"

"Shawn, everyone hates me because I'm a stupid heel."

"Princess, I don't hate you, no one does," he began with a sincere face, "Tyler doesn't hate you right? He loves you. Mickie doesn't hate you, Randy doesn't, your father doesn't..."

"That's where you're wrong HBK," I cut him off, "You saw how he insulted me earlier tonight."

He let out a small chuckle, this is not a great time to laugh!

"Hayden, you are too smart to actually believe that all the things he said was true."

"But.."

"But, I call Chris Jericho a son of a bitch, but I don't mean it. Cody and your dad said those things the same way you insulted them. Did you mean the words you said to them earlier tonight?"

"No."

"Exactly, they didn't either. And for them, it was probably in the heat of the moment. Both are mad because you cost them the title."

"Yes, that's why my dad didn't allow me in the hotel room last night Shawn."

"What? He did that? I'm going to kick John's ass the next time I see that. What an ass."

I smiled a bit, and looked away for a moment.

"Hayden you do great in what you do. John and Cody will forgive you sooner or later. They can't stay mad at you forever."

"My brother can though," I remembered the thought of my brother yelling through the phone, "He hates me now."

"Why? Because you turned heel? Look, he's four years old. Once you talk to him, he'll understand. He still too young to understand that WWE is mostly scripted."

"I guess, it's just he didn't want to talk to me on the phone, and it hurt."

"I understand baby cakes," he wrapped an arm around my shoulder, "Just stick it out. You can't run away from your problems Hayden. You have to deal with them. Being a heel isn't so bad. It's actually fun, I enjoy it."

"Thanks Shawn," I smiled and pulled him into a hug, "You're the best Uncle ever."

"I try," he snorted as we released, "C'mon, let's go find Tyler."

"Did he run away too?"

"No, he's looking in the park like an idiot," he chuckled as we began walking to the exit of the boardwalk, "We both came walking, after all, I wasn't going to let that idiot walk alone."

"That's harsh," I commented with a smile, "Wait, how long were you here for?"

"Eh, I dunno, once I called your name."

Then, it wasn't him.

"Okay," I nodded, and we made our way to the neighborhood park. There, I saw Tyler looking up a slide, screaming my name. He looks so adorable. I feel bad for making him worry.

"Hey son, she's over here!" Shawn called out as Tyler looked up at us. His eyes lit up, and he sprinted over to us. His arms wrapped around me tightly. Ouch, I'm going to suffocate!

"Why the fuck would you do that Hayden!" He yelled, after pulling away from our hug, "You worried me, and everyone else in the roster!"

"I just needed time to think Tyler," I answered, twining my arms around his neck, "Alone time."

"Can't you do that in like a bathroom or something? Do you really have to walk miles away," he rambled, "Vince is going to kill both of us! I can't believe you would do that! I understand you don't, I-'

My lips crashed onto his, finally shutting him up. It only took one second for him to kiss back. His arms were around my waist, and I heard Shawn awe like a little girl.

"I'm sorry, forgive me?"

"Your forgiven," Tyler smirked, "I was just worried."

"Let's go walk back to the arena, and surprise your dad and everyone else."

Oh the joy, he's most likely going to kill me. I bet the whole roster will too.

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Hotel.

"Do you have any idea on how worried we were?!" My dad walked up and down in front of me as I sat on the couch. Randy was next to me, so was Mickie, Tyler, Miz, Alexa, and Shawn.

"I know dad," I said with all honesty, "Like I said, I needed time to think! You hurt my feelings."

My dad stayed silent, and did that normal habit of his; he adjusted his hat. When I got back to the arena, all the roster approached me with yells of 'Are you crazy?!' and 'Hayden, what is up with you!' They forgave me though with tons of hugs. I apologized to Mr. McMahon and he told me not to run away like that again. He asked me if I wanted to continue being a heel, I said yes. Now, here I am, sitting in this hotel room with my father and the rest of the gang. When my dad saw me, he gave me a huge hug. Then, a glare and we immediately came here. Everyone else just joined.

"Hayden, I know what I said was messed up, and I apologize for my words, but you can't go off running away. You could seriously get hurt and you have us all worried and scared."

I looked down and nodded.

"I thought you hated me okay? You were so mad about your belt..."

"Babygirl, I know I acted like a huge douche last night and today, and I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been that way if I knew how bad it would affect you."

"I'm sorry for running away. I can't apologize for my actions of last night, or the words I said today because they were part of my 'heel angle'"

My dad nodded; "I understand that."

"Hayden," Alexa stated, "If you ever scare us that way again, I swear I will kick your ass inside the ring and out."

I laughed and gave her a nod. I stood up from the couch, and looked at all the people who stood in front of me.

"I'm sorry guys, it will definitely not happen again," they nodded understanding, "now, who wants a hug?!"

Everyone leaped off of where they were and instead of having a single hug. It ended up being a group hug. These were always fun and loving. I could feel the love in the room, and that's the feeling I adore.

I guess running away from my problems wasn't the best idea. There was one thing bothering me though, who the hell covered my eyes and took my earphones off?

I have one theory; my guardian angel.

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