Welcome To My Truth
Chapter 51: The break-up blues.
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"Ash," I said in a heavy breath, "I think this is too tight."

The blond ran a hand through her curly locks, "No, don't even say that. We got that fitted for you just last week."

I guess I gained some weight from all that chocolate ice cream.

"Is there a scale around here?" I sighed, holding onto my stomach, "Get this off, it hurts."

Quickly, Mickie unzipped the dress, allowing me to step out of it. Don't get me wrong, the Bride's Maid dress was beautiful. She had changed her mind and went with a golden color. It rested right above the knees, in a Tutu way, and it had no straps. Across the abdomen rested a black sash. It was way better than the blue dresses she had picked a few months ago. To match the beautiful dress, she had picked black open-toe heels. Overall, we looked awesome. Now, all I had to do was fit into this dress.

"Go to the bathroom," Ashley instructed, "There should be a scale in the closet. Hayden, I doubt you gained weight."

"I don't," I snorted, making my to the bathroom. I opened the closet, and took out the metallic colored weighing device. Taking it to the main room, I placed it on the ground, and got on it. It turned on, and in less than five seconds it informed me, my current weight.

"Yep, I gained some pounds."

This is just great. Can't life get any better?

"You sure?" The spunky brunette asked, "Maybe, it's an error."

I doubt that.

"I've been eating like an animal. So, it's not a surprise."

Ashley pouted her lip, she knew exactly why I had been eating like a pig. She came over to me, wrapping a supporting arm around me. Mickie tilted her head, realizing what had been going on. A majority of my friends had found out about the whole 'Cheating Scandal'. Most of the divas did, with the exception of a couple. However, everyone knew Tyler and I were no longer together. All I heard were the common questions; 'Why?' 'Did you break up with him, or did he break up with you?' I didn't bother to answer with no more than three words: Because we did.

Not all the guys handled that well. Especially Randy. He immediately called me upon finding out about the break-up, and the reason. He was very comforting, along with my dad. He hadn't gotten the chance to 'attack' Tyler. Ashley wouldn't let him, and every time he had the chance, Tyler would easily run away. I haven't seen him since that Monday. He hasn't called me, or tried to talk to me. I didn't attend Last Monday's RAW. Neither did my dad. We were too busy getting everything prepared for the Wedding. The time had gone so fast, the Wedding was in Forty-Eight hours.

It was like I didn't exist to him. I guess that's the best way possible to get over the whole thing.

However, Tomorrow night would be different. It was the rehearsal dinner, and that meant, seeing Tyler.

That was going to be hell.

Tyler POV.

Watching old tapes definitely isn't helping me at all. Just seeing the way she was so happy makes me feel even worse. I was so happy, too. But, if I was so happy, why did I go off, and fuck a whore?

The answer, I simply don't know.

Trust me, I was satisfied with the way Hayden was with me. I didn't care if we hadn't had sex. In fact, it would have been great to lose our virginity to each other. Now, I can't fulfill that.

I lost my virginity to Roxanna.

I'm stupid, a pig, a man-whore. No, not a man-whore. I was loyal to her, well, until Roxanna came back. That wasn't my fault though, it was her fault. She seduced me, I just fell for it. I mean, what man wouldn't fall for a gorgeous blond in skimpy red lingerie?

But, I should have known better than any other man that she was manipulative. I should have known she had wanted me ever since we were fourteen. I was one of the many reasons why she was envious of my girlfriend.

Correction: Ex-girlfriend.

And, I'm her Ex-boyfriend. That sounds so wrong. I'm meant to be her, loving boyfriend, who would do anything for her.

Hell, I fell in love with her from just speaking to her the first day I met her. All those memories we shared, like our first kiss.

"Come on Ty, for real? Why do you always do this?"

Quickly, I replied. Her blue eyes locked with my green ones, "Because it's you."

"Okay?"

"You make me feel weird, I don't often get this feeling. I really don't try this hard with girls..but for you, I've busted my ass."

She was silent.

"And, I know you don't like me very much, but I like you a lot."

" Are you serious?"

"More than ever."

She leaned in, and with no hesitation, our lips swept together.

Why? Why did I give that all up because of that disgusting blond?

Because I'm an idiot.

And now, I have to face her tomorrow. That will be my chance, to explain everything to her.

Hopefully, she will listen.

Hayden POV.

"You little cheater," I commented, throwing the controller lightly on the ground, "I can never play with you."

"That's not true! You just don't know how to play well," he replied, going through the Exhibition Menu once more.

"Right," I rolled my eyes, before grabbing my water bottle, "Well. Break time is over, I have to get back up there."

My dad frowned, "One more match, please?"

"Ashley is going to kill me if I don't get up there."

"She won't mind, please?"

"Shouldn't you be at the tuxedo fitting?"

He averted his eyes to the ground, "Well-, I sorta forgot about it. All my guys have plans, and stuff."

"Dad!"

"What?! It's an honest mistake."

There was only one thing I could do about this. My dad was very absent-minded sometimes.

"ASSSSHHHHLEEEYY!!!"

My dad's eyes widened, as he shut the PS2 off, and hid it before Ashley could see. He shook his head at me, and laid down on the couch. He shut his eyes, as Ashley fully descended down the stairs. Her arms fell to her hips, as she stared at me.

"What?"

"Isn't my dad supposed to be at a tuxedo fitting?"

She nodded, her eyes meeting to the couch. An 'awe' came out of her, as she approached my dad.

"He looks so cute, doesn't he? Poor babe, he has been working all day. You know, preparing the last minute things and all."

You have to be kidding me?!

"N-no. He was playing video games," I told her, while she lightly kissed him on the lips, "Ash!"

"SSH! Let him sleep, okay? Now, let's get you upstairs. We have to take those measurements for the dress."

My eyes glared over to my dad. He opened one eye, a smirk coming across his face.

I can never win.

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