Welcome To My Truth
Chapter 49: Your Love is A Lie .

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I fall asleep by the telephone
It's 2 O'clock and I'm waiting up alone
Tell me where have you been?

Love. That's all I thought about. Love. How it can betray you, how it can fool you. When you're in love, all you can remember is how the person is around you. The way they wrap their arms around you from behind, the way they place sweet kisses on your lips when you least expect it. Or when they call just to say 'I love you'. When you're in love, you can never recall a time when he looked like he cared for someone else. I was too blind to notice that. If I put a lot of attention, I would have actually noticed my boyfriend was hooking up with another girl.

Why? I don't understand what I did wrong in the relationship. I cared for him, and of course adored him. I thought we were inseparable, that no one could get in between our unconditional love.

I was wrong.

My eyes flickered open, as I felt the plane fully stop to a successful landing. Alongside of me sat my dad. He had began to take his seat belt on, and had his bags over his shoulder. He turned to me, his blue eyes with concern.

"Feel better?"

I tilted my head, "Sorta."

He doesn't know about that tape yet, I was too upset to tell him. I hid my emotions fairly well when he came home that night. I couldn't allow him to see me cry, it would lead to even more pain. My dad hated seeing me sad, and if he knew it was because of Tyler, well, that wouldn't be too good. Although, I really would love to see my dad chomp his head off. I haven't spoken to Tyler since that very day. I didn't answer his calls, or texts. I couldn't bare to talk to him, it was too hard. That would no longer be an option tonight. I had to face him, we were the main couple in the WWE. Partners in crime, my other half. Now, I don't even know if that's even what we are. It was that disgusting blonde. She did it, she ruined my relationship.

I found a note with another name
You blow a kiss, but it just don't feel the same
Cause I can feel that you're gone

Standing up from the seat, and leaving the plane, I could feel the bracelet on my left wrist dangle. It was the first present he had given me. It was four years old, the first significance of his love for me. I remember when he had hooked up with Roxanna, behind my back. It sounded so familiar to this situation, except, this one is beyond worse. In fact, it would be the second time he would be with her. There is no more trust left in me, not for him at least.

"Hayden," Mickie's voice jumped into my endless thoughts, "Girl, you don't look so good."

I weakly smiled, as we continued our way out of the airport. I quickly placed my over-size pink outlined glasses on, and sucked in a deep breath.

"Eh, I could be better," I answered, "I think it's just a small bug. No big deal."

Mickie nodded, placing a hand on my forehead, "You have no fever, so that's a good sign."

"Yep," I nodded, as we exited the airport. Luckily, no fans swarmed us like usual. I wish this Monday Night would not even come. Better yet, I wish Bianca and Tyler weren't part of the roster. Then again, I'm prepared to kick Bianca's ass when I see her. I always knew she was up to no good, she's just a plain gross slut.

My bags fell to the the other side of the car, as I took a seat in the passenger seat. Ashley had gone with Mickie, only because the two had an early training session at the arena. This left my father and I alone.

My fingers flickered through the radio stations, and Britney Spears new song, 'Circus' came through the speakers. My dad bopped his head to the beat, a smile spread across his face. Meanwhile, I just glanced at him with a semi-fake grin.

"Vince called me," he began, "He needs to speak with you once you get to the arena."

"Does he always need to have a meeting with me every month?"

My dad just nodded, "Yes. You're the youngest diva on the roster right now, he just wants to see how you're doing, your progress, and so on."

This was the same routine every month, I had to go into Vince's office, tell him how I was doing, he would tell me the future plans, and I would listen and respond. It wasn't anything new to me anymore. Reaching the hotel, my dad parked the rental car, and we exited the car. No fans yet. That's pretty odd. They were usually scattered around the entrance, or parking lot.

I grabbed my bags, and with my free hand, I adjusted my sunglasses. As we entered the hotel, the familiar voice of a certain superstar sang through the halls. A small laugh escaped my lips, and once his eyes set on us, he quickly came over.

"Shalom!"

Rolling my eyes, I waved to the Heartbreak Kid, "Hola, Shawn."

"You were supposed to say Shalom," he chuckled, and took a look at my dad, "Aren't you supposed to be at the arena? I thought you had an early training session."

"No, that's Ash. Her and Mickie had the ring-time. Ashley's just starting to get the ring-rust off, with the help of Mickie..at least."

Shawn nodded, and crossed his arms against his chest.

"Shouldn't you be helping her out too?"

That's true.

"She didn't want my help."

"Let me guess, you yell at her too much."

My dad rose an eyebrow, and shook his head, "No I don't."

"I bet you do, I see the temper you have."

Another good point. I remember when my dad used to scream at me when he got too frustrated. I doubt he yelled at Ashley though, she'll just yell at him twice as bad.

"I would love to stay and tell you how I don't yell at my lovely girlfriend, so if you'll excuse us, we're heading to the hotel-room."

Shawn gave us the thumbs up and placed the ear-buds on, and began dancing to whatever music was flowing through. That was the only bright moment of my day. Shawn always knew the way to make people smile. We entered the elevator, and went into the hotel-room. I allowed my bags to fall to the floor, ignoring the huge thump it made. I plopped onto the couch, a sigh escaped my lips.

My dad took a seat next to me, his arms extended out. Shifting a bit, my head hit against his chest, his arms wrapped around me in a comforting gesture. The thought of Tyler came into my mind, and that image I saw popped into my mind. The tears wanted to fall from my eyes, and I don't know if I can control it anymore. The guilt was sort of eating inside of me, I really did want to tell him, and he was going to find out. My dad went through the television channels, and stopped on MTV.

"Dad," I mumbled, "I need to tell you something."

I can't bite my tongue forever
While you try to play it cool
You can hide behind your stories
But don't take me for a fool

He nodded, "What is it?"

I bit my quivering bottom lip, and the tears began to well up in my eyes. He noticed it in no more than five seconds.

"Hayden, what's wrong?"

Then, one tear escaped my eye, and with the pad of my thumb, I quickly wiped it away.

"I-I," I stuttered, and I couldn't say it, "Let me show you."

I crawled off the couch, and plugged in the PS2, and I took the DVD out of my purse. I pressed the play button, and burrowed my head into my hands. The sound of Bianca's moaning, and Tyler's panting came through the speakers. My dad gasped, and immediately, turned the television off. The tears ran down, and I sniffled trying to hold them back.

"Who gave you that Hayden?" My dad demanded, "What cold hearted person gave you this."

"I-I, don't know."

He came over to me, wrapping his arms around me once more. I turned to him, and the tears stained his shirt. He rubbed my back smoothly, I knew he had felt the way I felt. Except, I felt ten times worse.

"I can't believe he did that," he gritted through his teeth, "I'm going to kill him."

I lifted my head up, and wiped the tears away. I couldn't let him do anything to Tyler yet. I needed to confront him first.

"You can't."

"Yes I can, I'll surprise him from behind. There is no way he's going to get away with it."

By now, I was out of his arms, and he was ready to leave the hotel-room. He's in his 'protective father' mode. Now, I think it's 'protective father' mode doubled, no, tripled. I lifted myself up from the ground, and pulled his arm.

"No, I need to talk to Tyler first."

He let out a breath; "Look, he hurt you Hayden. I can't let him get away with that."

"You don't have to," I said in a calm voice, "I'll handle it. Okay?"

"Then can I kick his ass."asked my dad, with a questionable tone.

"If you find it necessary."

Third POV.

Her caramel brown eyes stared at the other side of the hall with fury. She watched her enter Mr. McMahon's office. She was her number one enemy. She had taken away the one thing she adored: The WWE Champion. Bianca had thought she had a great grip on him, but she was wrong. He stopped seeing her, calling her back, he didn't want to see her ever again. She really did think he was actually falling in love with her. her main goal: to take him away from his girlfriend. Too bad, her mission had failed. Now, she was trying her best to get over it, after all, she could always go behind her best friend's back, and sleep with her boyfriend, Reid. That was her next mission, to take Reid from the infamous Kelly Kelly.

She strutted down the opposite hall, a water bottle in one hand. Her ponytail jumped within each step she took, a small grin spread across her face. She spotted one certain person, she had been dying to tell them about the latest news.

"Eve!"

The Latina turned around, she had been speaking with Cody Rhodes. Bianca ran over, and checked Cody up and down. She remembered when he was new to the company, and never liked her. He was always on Hayden's side.

"Hey Cody," she greeted, "Nice to see your flirting with my best friend."

He rose an eyebrow, and looked at Eve. Blush crept up her face, a smile never left her lips.

"You know what," he touched Eve's arm lightly, "I'll see you later tonight okay?"

"Definitely," Eve responded, as he turned, and walked down the hall, "What is your problem Bianca?"

She rolled her eyes, "Whatever. I have to tell you something."

"What did you do now?"

"Well, you know how Tyler decided to stop our late night rendez-vous. So, I decided to end it with...well..revenge."

"Don't tell me you..."

"Yep," she laughed, "So now, none of them will be happy."

Eve crossed her arms, "I can't believe you would do that."

"You're not proud of me?"

"No! That is so low, I didn't actually think you would give it to her."

"Too bad," she bit her bottom lip, an evil glare on her face, "It was a great way to celebrate her birthday."

Hayden left the office, tissues crumpled in her left hand. Mr. McMahon had thrown her a huge curve-ball of an offer, and after thinking about it, she accepted. This would give her a great break from the drama caused in her life. Moreover, she wouldn't have to deal with people such as Bianca until she had come back. She had explained to Mr. McMahon about the whole situation, and he had understood. He knew the decision would be in best interests for both of them. She would no longer be involved in a storyline with him. Tonight, would be her last night.

Out of nowhere, two arms wrapped around her waist from behind, lips near her ear.

"Hayden," he kissed her neck, "Where were you?"

She knew those arms were no longer safe, and the touch wasn't the same after what she had witnessed.

You look so innocent
But the guilt in your voice gives you away
Yeah you know what I mean
How does it feel when you kiss when you know that i trust you
And do you think about me when she fucks you?
Could you be more obscene?

He flipped her around, and his lips touched hers. The pain came back into her body, and she resisted the urge of wrapping her arms around his neck. As he tried to deepen the kiss, the Women's Champion pulled away. He stared at her with an abashed face. She grabbed his hand, and looked away. She led him down the hall, and into a place where no one could find them. This was it. He smirked, pulling her into his arms.

Tyler began kissing her neck, and trailed up to her lips. However, she could feel the tears well up again. It was her crying day. But, she stopped herself.

"Don't kiss me," she demanded in a harsh voice, "Don't hug me, don't wrap your arms around me."

"Baby, what's going on?" he asked, slightly more confused. He noticed her odd behavior toward him, and it concerned him.

She held the necklace that he had placed on her the day of the party. The third symbol of their love. To her, it no longer meant anything.

"You should know what I'm talking about."

"No, I really don't. Care to explain to me, please?"

She stopped, and ran a hand through her brown hair. She reached inside her purse, and pulled out the DVD. She held it in front of his face, and his blue eyes grew big. Now, he knew what she was talking about. And this made his stomach squirm. He didn't think she would find out, and now he felt everything crash on him. He had hurt her, he could see it in her topaz eyes. His head fell down, and he shook his head.

"I'm sorry Hayden," he apologized, reaching for her hand, "It's not what you think."

She bit her lip, and glanced away from him. She couldn't bare to look at him.

So don't try to say you're sorry
Or try to make it right
Don't waste your breath because it's too late
It's too late

"It's exactly what I think Tyler. You cheated on me, you lied to me. How could you do this?! I thought you loved me."

"I do," he stared at her with pleading eyes, "You know I do. I love you so much Hayden."

She shook her head, "Stop! Stop lying to me Tyler. If you loved me, you wouldn't have hooked up with Bianca. This is the second time, you've done this to me."

He sighed, and his fingers combed through his hair. He knew this day would come, but, he didn't think it would be so soon.

"I'm sorry," he reached for her, forcefully pulling her into his arms, "I really tried so hard to resist her Hayden, and I did. I promise, this will never happen again."

You can tell me that there's nobody else (but I feel it)
You can tell me that you're home by yourself (but I see it)
You can look into my eyes and pretend all you want

Now, the tears fell from her eyes. She closed her eyes, and pulled off the necklace on her neck, took off the promise ring, and unclasped the charm bracelet.

"Go to hell," she whispered, a tear falling simutaniously, "It will never happen again, because it's over."

Then, she twirled around, sobs coming out of her mouth. Tyler leaned against the wall, and slipped down to the floor. He ran his hands through his face, he couldn't believe the words she had said. It was over.

But I know, I know
Your love is just a lie.
It's nothing but a lie.
You're nothing but a lie.

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