Welcome To My Truth
Chapter 50: Adios, Monday Night Raw.

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Adjusting the purple top, I checked myself in the mirror, a frown played across my face. My fingers touched the soft waves in my hair, and I no longer saw a ring glimmering. Instead, it was a naked finger. My wrist did not have a charm bracelet dangling, and my neck no longer held a beautiful heart locket. All of that jewelery, symbols of love, did not mean anything to me. I have been crying the whole day, and I'm trying my hardest not to let a sob escape my lips. He's not worth it, that's all I keep telling myself. No one knows about the break-up..yet. After tonight, I didn't have to face him every single day. Right?

"Hayden," The crew member's head popped through the door crack he created, "Your match is up next."

I smiled, grabbing my Championship belt off the bench, "Alright. Thanks."

Quickly, I passed through him, and strutted down the hall, a fake smile across my face. Superstars lounged around the hall, all staring at me. It was like they knew something was wrong, or maybe, I was just paranoid. The camera followed me, and I turned the corner, toward the gorilla position. This match would be great, I would make it torturous for this diva. If only I could just choke her to death.

A sigh left my lips, as I reached the gorilla position. She wasn't here yet, I bet she's surprised about this sudden match. Mostly because she was supposed to have a tag match with Kelly. Never did she expect to have a re-match. This would be the last time I would stand in this certain gorilla position until the next time I come back. As sad as it was, I'm relieved. All the drama would fade away, and maybe, everything would become better again. That's all I want, for everything to be okay.

"Hayden," The sound of a certain man's voice approached me, "Are you alright?"

"What are you talking about?" I grinned, trying to seem enthusiastic.

He shook his head, pulling me into a hug; "I'm so sorry."

Oh god.

"Reid, what are you talking about?" I questioned, "What's going on?"

He bit his bottom lip, his arms wrapped around my waist, "When I see him, I swear I'm going to kick his ass."

Now, I know what's going on.

My eyes averted to the floor, and another sigh came out of me.

"Who told you?"

"Well," he ran a hand through his blonde hair, "I sorta overheard John talking to Ashley about it..I didn't mean to eavesdrop."

Great.

"Oh," Sighing, I looked back up at him. His blue eyes were full of concern, "I'm fine."

He shook his head, "No you're not Hayden."

"Please, Reid."

"I told you he's an asshole."

"That helps so much," I sarcastically commented, removing my arms from his chest, "Look, I have a match up next...."

As if on cue, Bianca appeared next to us, her eyes meeting with mine for an annoyed glare. The anger rushed through my veins, as I locked eyes with her. Reid instantly noticed, and his arms tightened around me. Bianca snorted, as she rolled her eyes.

"What happened to Kelly, Reid? Did you get tired of her?"

"Yeah I did. All she causes is drama. I think she takes after you."

Bianca adjusted her yellow top, and looked over at me, "So, I heard you adored the birthday present I gave you."

I can't take it.

"Bianca, you are a filthy, disgusting SLUT!" I exclaimed, jumping toward her. Luckily, I landed right on her, and my fists connected to her face. I wasn't going to wait for the match. Hell no. At any given chance I was going to jump on this whore. She yelped in pain, as I continued releasing my anger through physicality. Reid reached over for me, trying to pull me away. My music had began, and Lilian was waiting for me to appear through the curtain. I stood up, flattening my hair. Smirking, I stared down at Bianca. Her nose was bleeding, what a great way to appear through the curtain.

"By the way, it's a No Disqualification match, bitch."

With that, I came through the curtain, holding my title up high. The crowd was mixed, as usual. Tyler was still in my mind, I knew he would be watching this match. Sliding into the ring, I did my usual poses, and handed the belt to the crew member. The arena went silent, with those chants continuing. Suddenly, Bianca's music blasted, and she appeared through the curtain, holding her nose. Wait until she gets into this ring, it's going to be hell. She won't be able to touch me at all. It's an easy win. This is pure payback.

She came into the ring, her eyes showing fear. I stood in front of her, she was taller than me. However, that wouldn't be a problem. The bell rang, and she just shook her head at me. Bianca raised her hand, and pointed to herself.

"I satisfied your boyfriend, Hayden. There is no need to be jealous....it's not my fault you couldn't give him his needs."

Then, she pushed me. A smile came across my face, as I quickly got up from the mat. She tried to hover over me, only the strong hand connecting to her cheek made her fall back. This match would be hellacious. She got up, and pushed me again. This time, she landed punches on me, and grabbed me into her arms. Oh shit. She lifted me up, throwing me into a huge spine-buster. AH. No, she will not take over. I stared up, and she was waving her hands in the air, as a sort of taunt. With my right arm, I grabbed her ankle, pulling her down onto the mat.

Instantly, I leaped onto her, picking up where I left off. The ref motioned for me to stop, however, I continued landing successful punches on her. Then, I got up, and slid out of the ring. Searching under the mat, I pulled out a beautiful steel chair. Bianca was on the mat, trying her best to regain her composure. Her caramel brown eyes saw the chair, and she screamed. I hit it on the mat, and went closer to her.

She tried to back away, but it ended with her back against the turnbuckles. I took in a breath, and slapped the chair against her face. The crowd gasped.

"That's for ruining my relationship," I screamed, then I hit her again, "This is for the hot coffee you spilled on me four years ago!"

Yes, I'm going to get revenge on everything she did to me.

She layed motionless on the mat, it was over. I could just pin her, and get it down with. I threw the chair out of the ring, and climbed up to the top turnbuckle. The arena was going crazy, now the majority of the fans were on my side. I performed the Haydenizer, and I could feel the memories flood back. I remember how Tyler taught me the front flip, how to perform a head-scissors. Stop it, Hayden.

Peering down at Bianca, the blood seeped down her chin, as it bled profusely from her nose. I rolled her up into a backslide pin, and the ref counted.

1....2.....3! DING DING!

I lifted myself up with no problem, my music played. The crowd was going insane, as Lilian announced me victorious. I held the title up proud and high, and smiled to all the fans. Bianca was getting attended by the paramedics. I rolled out of the ring, and walked up the ramp. Stopping, I stared at the scene in front of me. The four-sided ring, the arena full of people, the commentators speaking to the fans at home, and the sound of my music blaring through the speakers.

Goodbye, Monday Night Raw.

Third POV.

It was like nothing they've ever seen. Well, for John and Randy that was. They had never seen Hayden release so much passion, and anger in one match. It almost shocked them. John knew the reason why she had requested the match, however, Randy had the slightest idea. It took John all it had, not to tell Randy what had happened. After all, Hayden did tell him to wait until Tyler told his father.

Randy leaned back against the chair, shaking his head. He was in disbelief at the astounding performance of his son's ex-girlfriend.

"I bet Tyler is so proud of her right now," Randy smirked, as he took a glance at his best friend, "She did awesome."

Knock, Knock.

Cena got up from the chair, and opened the door. His blood fired up, as he stared at the man in front of him.

"What do you want?"

Tyler sighed, as he ran a hand through his hair, "I'm sorry John."

"You should be sorry. Thanks for breaking my daughter's heart."

"Look," He responded, "It was a complete misunderstanding."

"What was?" Randy popped his head in between, "Fill me in."

John angrily glared at Tyler, and then looked back at Randy, "Tell your father, go ahead."

"What's going on?" Randy, now serious, stared at the two, "Tyler."

John moved aside, allowing Tyler to enter the room. John sighed, and checked the time.

"I have to go," he announced, "I'll deal with you later."

John left the two alone in the locker-room. It was silent, Tyler was lost in words. He didn't know how he would explain the whole situation to his father. He knew how Randy felt about Hayden. She was like a daughter to him, and to find this out, would make him angry.

"Dad," he began, "I did something, that I regret."

Randy nodded, "Get to the point Tyler."

"I," he stopped, taking a huge breath, "I went behind Hayden's back, and hooked up with Bianca."

The Legend Killer's eyes grew large, as he stared at his son.

"What?!"

"There's more," Tyler gulped, "There was a tape, a sex tape, of Bianca and me. Somehow, Hayden got a hold of it. And, it's over Dad."

Tyler could feel the sadness rush up him, as if he wanted to cry.

Randy shook his head, obviously disappointed and angry all at once.

"You really are a fucking idiot," he laughed in an upset manner, "Hayden is the one girl who has loved you so much, and has done so much for you. I can't believe you would go off and do something so stupid. What? Were you pissed off Hayden wouldn't have sex with you? Is that it Tyler? She's the type of girl who's actually patient, and wants to wait for the right time. You're an asshole."

"I deserve that."

"You screwed up big time Tyler," Randy ran a hand through his hair, "She's the one girl who I really did think you would end up with for the rest of your life. I thought you loved her."

"Dad, I do," Tyler confessed, "I love her so much. You know that."

"I don't know," he shook his head, "Do you really? Because if you did, you wouldn't have fucked a whore."

"I'm speaking the truth. Hayden is special to me, she's everything I could ever ask for. I love her, dad. And now, I ruined it," Tyler slunk against the wall, "I feel horrible. I hate this. I'm such a jerk, a disappointment to the 'Orton' name."

Randy sighed, as he approached his son, "I suggest you find a way to fix this, because if you love her the way you say you do, you're not going to give up on her."

"I never said I was," Tyler said, "I'm not letting her throw away our relationship that easily."

"No, she didn't. You did." Randy corrected, "You ruined it Ty, by letting Bianca seduce you."

Tyler sighed, "Do you think she'll forgive me?"

"Hayden's going to do what every girl out there does."

"And that is?"

"Listen to her heart."

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