A/N: it'll be a two possibly three shot song fic. I'm not sure I'm happy with how it ended. The song is Pressure by Paramore

She walked away from his place, they'd only gotten two days together and now it was his time to go back home.

Tell me where our time went
And if it was time well spent
Just don't let me fall asleep
Feeling empty again

She spent the next few nights worrying about how many ring rats or divas may have hit on him and if he'd accepted.

Cause' I fear I might break
And I fear I can't take it
Tonight ill lay awake
Feeling empty

She spent her nights looking through websites and then crying at pictures of him and female fans and divas, the latest being Layla.


I can feel the pressure
Its getting closer now
Were better off without you
I can feel the pressure
Its getting closer now
We're better off without you

She had been thinking, her decision was final, They'd be better off without one another.


Now that I'm losing hope
And there's nothing else to show
For all of the days that we spent
Carried away from home

He'd come home, grinning ear to ear, no guilt on his eyes, she made her feelings known, he left with tears in his eyes. She'd told him over and over again 'You're better off without me' to convince herself.

Some things ill never know
And I had to let them go
I'm sitting all alone
Feeling empty

She still watched his matches on smackdown, he still tried calling her. The day she broke it off with him was the day his heart broke.

I can feel the pressure
Its getting closer now
Were better off without you
I can feel the pressure
Its getting closer now
Were better off without you

Without you

She regretted the day she told him that he'd be better off without her, she missed him more than life itself.


Some things ill never know
And I had to let them go
Some things ill never know
And I had to let them go
I'm sitting all alone
Feeling empty

He'd been called many names in life, he'd been to prison, but nothing had broken him more than this. "So much for better off without her…." he whispers to himself


I can feel the pressure
Its getting closer now
Were better off without you
Feel the pressure
Its getting closer now
You're better off without me

3 months later Montel Vontavious Porter had yet to move on, nor had she.