Disclaimer: This is my story. I posted it once before but that was a mess up. I do not own any of the WWE Superstars they are property of themselves and Vince McMahon I wish I did own a few of them. -. I also do not own any rockstars or TV stars in this story. I only own Anya, Carlos, Anya's Aunt and Uncle and any friends of Anya that are not stars. This is only for fun please don't sue. Anything important like translations will be in parenthises.

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Chapter 3: A timeline of my life

Well now that is the start of my story. If I were to continue writing as I am I would never get to the present day. So here is the time line of events that occurred in my life until now.

January 8, 2007- Carlos started pre-school on his third birthday.

January 20, 2007- Candy and Liz were in a car accident. They lived and they were fine.

January 23, 2007- Rick and I celebrated our two year anniversary together. (A/n: she's still a virgin. That will play a role later in the story.)

January 30, 2007- Candy died of cancer and Liz was raped and right after she told me, she committed suicide.

February 2 2007- I got wasted for the first time and was caught.

February 14, 2007- After talking to Rick I tried to hang myself by making a noose and slinging it over the shower rod. Right when I was about to hang myself Mark came in and stopped me. That's the day I saw him almost in tears, that's the day that would leave me with nightmares, and yet that's the day I started calling Mark, Dad.

March 17 Carlos heard Dad say "Fuck" and repeated it.

March 24, 2007- My 17th birthday and Dad's 42nd birthday. Also the day my Aunt's gift that was on hold for a couple months came, a 1965 Ford Mustang. Ha, dad saw irony in that one.

I set the school record of most wins on the wrestling team.

April 25, 2007- Candy and Liz's 17th birthdays R.I.P.

May 25, 2007- I started training like a pro with my dad.

June 3, 2007- I get to spend three weeks with Rick. He came in today.

June 17, 2007- Now that we're all caught up. My story really begins.

Rick and I were sitting in my room watching TV and we were coddled up against each other. When all of a sudden he leans over and kisses my lips. He ran his tongue over my bottom lip and I opened my mouth to let him in. Soon enough before I could even protest my clothes were on the floor except for my bra and panties, along with his wife-beater and pants. He was about to take off his boxers before I stopped him. "No. I'm not ready." "Whatever." He through off his boxers and my bra. When he went for my panties I stopped him. "NO STOP!" "SHUT UP!" He covered my mouth with one hand and ripped my underwear off with the other.