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You Are The Smell Before Rain.

Rylee POV

It was nothing. Nothing that you haven't done before, I told myself. Fists clenched and Jeff by my side. Yes, I took note that it was Jeff by my side and not John. Laura had made some movement on the mat behind me. From what I could gather she was rolling Fallon out of the ring and out of harms way. Benji just stood there. He smiled at me, he wanted me to make the first move, but that was always the wrong one to make with him. I didn't care anymore. All those times he made me feel like I was worthless, all the times when he made me feel like getting out of my own bed was pointless. The times he told me I was ugly, until I believed him. Everything bubbled up inside of me, threatening to burst out. He studied my face, my body language, attempting to work out what I planned to do. Ethan stood to his side, not really sure what to do. But Ethan never really was sure what to do when it came to Benji; he always just stood there and took orders from him.

They tried to ruin my life. They tried to kill my best friend and my daughter. I wasn't going to let Jeff get hurt as well.

"Get out of the ring." I said through gritted teeth.

End of Rylee POV

"What? No. I'm not leaving you alone with them." Jeff told her, his feet planted to the floor.

"Go and get help for Fallon. She's your daughter for god's sake." She paused. "I'm not alone." Rylee smiled at him, telling him she had a plan. Slowly, Jeff climbed out the ring and ran up the ramp holding Fallon in his arms. Looking for the nearest EMT, who, by now should be waiting in the gorilla. "So it's just me and you boys." Rylee smiled. Benji and Ethan stood with their backs to the ramp, Benji's laugh echoed through the air, sending shivers down Rylee's spine.

"You're coming home Rylee." Benji muttered. The surrounding crowds were being ushered out of the arena. Well done Dad, Rylee said to herself, bang the fire alarm on and no one will know the difference.

"Yeah, and to get there I'll fly on a pig with wings, shall I?" Rylee rolled her eyes stepping closer to Benji. "Do you really think I'd go anywhere with you right now?"

"I'm not asking you to, I'm telling you." Benji growled.

"Fucking make me." Rylee pulled back a fist and hit Benji square in the face, Jeff returned to the ring, steel chair in hand as Ethan ran at Rylee. Jeff took him out with one shot. Laura stumbled back into the ring and stood up with the help of Rylee. "You okay?"

"Aye. Just peachy, love." Laura smiled, holding her side, "Just one thing though." Laura managed to walk over to where Ethan was huddled up in a ball; she lifted her leg and stomped heavily on his crotch, then smiled before turning to Rylee. "We can go home now."

John met Rylee at the top of the ramp. "Rylee!" He seemed out of breath, sweat ran down his forehead. "Are you okay?"

"Where the hell have you been?" Jeff growled before Rylee had the chance to think about her answer. But that question was good enough for her.

"I, what do you mean where have I been? Where the hell have you been?" John demanded, getting in Jeff's face.

"I've been stood with my ex wife, helping her get past the men that nearly killed her and her daughter!" Jeff screamed; they all stood stunned, no one knew what to do, Jeff never got this mad, only Rylee stayed calm. "Where were you? Huh? Caught with your pants down round your ankles in the diva locker room." Jeff growled off. John's eyes grew to the size of Jeff's clenched fist, which hung by his side.

"What?" Rylee squeaked softly. "What is he talking about John?"

"Tell her John. Go on; tell her what me and Fallon caught you doing." Jeff stood back, arms folded across his chest waiting for John to sweet talk his way out of this one. He didn't deserve to be with Rylee.

"It wasn't what it looked like." John said in such a small voice that no one would have guessed that it had come from him.

"What did it look like John?" Rylee asked as she tried to blink back the tears forming in her eyes. John said nothing; he just stood staring at his feet, wishing that the ground would open up and swallow him whole.

"Who?" She swallowed the lump in her throat. Jeff moved to stand behind Rylee, taking her hand in his and squeezing it gently.

"Rebecca." He replied, still looking at his feet.

"That Diva Search reject?" Laura piped up. John nodded. "You cheated on Rylee with that!" Laura spat. "Everything that she's done for you and you throw it all back in her face! Don't you realize how much she's gone through?" Laura screamed, standing inches away from John's face.

"I'm leaving if you two are going to talk about me like I'm not here." Rylee walked away, letting the tears roll down her cheeks, mascara and eyeliner coated her cheeks. She walked faster, not being in control of her legs. She walked through the gorilla and out onto the corridor.

"Rylee wait." John yelled after her, running to catch up with her.

"No! Why the fuck should I? I waited for you. I wanted to get back with you, sort everything out. I was willing to change for you. But all you can do is go and get a cheap shag off the first whore that will spread her legs fast enough for you." John stood in front of her, blocking her exit. Rylee lowered her voice as a small crowd of wrestlers and backstage workers gathered to see what all the commotion was about. "I can honestly say that I never want to see you again."

Rylee sat in a hotel room. She sat on the floor in between to double beds. Fallon slept silently on the bed in front of her. Only making noise when she moved. Rylee gripped the wine glass in her hand. She studied the empty bottles on the floor by her feet, two wine bottles. She kept drinking. Slowly numbing the pain.

She wasn't sure what to tell people. Had she left him? Or had he left her? No, she left him. It was Fallon that caught him. Fallon was the one that screamed at him. Fallon had held Jeff back as he tried to kill him. Jeff, on the other hand, had had to hold Fallon back as she went to pounce on that tart.

Rylee took another mouthful of the sickly sweet drink. She had never been one for cheap wine. But tonight, it was called for. She picked up the phone and rang the room next door; Jeff and Matt's room. He didn't even bother answering the phone, just walked through the joining door.

"How are you?" He asked, tilting his head to one side.

"Can I come in your room?" She whispered; Jeff pulled her to her feet. He decided not to take notice of the wine bottles at her feet, but he couldn't help but notice the food he had ordered from room service for her had gone untouched again.

"Yeah." Jeff answered with a smile, he went back into his room, reappearing moments later, dragging Matt along the floor. "He's heavy, you know." Rylee giggled as she helped Jeff drag Matt up onto the bed. Matt always was the deepest sleeper on the roster, not even a direct hit from a hurricane could wake him. Jeff wrapped his arm around Rylee's slowly disappearing waist as she gazed at Fallon sleeping. "Come on, you're freezing." He grabbed her one of his t-shirt from the suitcase at the bottom of the bed, which looked like it had exploded. She took off her tank top and pulled on the t shirt. She smiled a thank you.

Rylee lay down on Jeff's bed, he tucked her in before getting in behind her, he pulled her close to him and let her nestle her head onto his chest. She smiled, knowing she was safe.

"Sing to me Jeffy."

"Call me a safe bet. I'm betting I'm not." Jeff started to sing. "I'm glad that you can forgive. I'm only hoping as time goes, you can forget... You are calm and reposed. Let your beauty unfold. Pale white, like the skin stretched over your bones. Spring keeps you ever close. You are second hand smoke. You are so fragile and thin. Standing trial for your sins. Holding onto yourself the best you can. You are the smell before rain. You are the blood in my veins." Jeff stopped singing, noticing that Rylee was fast asleep, with a small smile on her face. He moved her hair out of her eyes and smiled as she snuggled closer to him. "You are the smell before rain. You are the blood in my veins."

Song is The Boy Who Blocked His Own Shot by Brand New.