She's Mine

Summary: When Amy's abusive ex-boyfriend comes back to hurt her and to get his revenge, who will help her? Will her ex-boyfriend become successful or will anyone protect her?

Characters: Amy Dumas, Randy Orton, Greg Davis (OC), Paul Levesque, Trish Stratigias/Chris Irvine, Lilian Garcia/Eddie Guerrero, Lisa Marie Varon, Dave Bautista, Candice Michelle, John Cena, Dawn Marie PsaltisJason Reso and some OCs

Disclaimer: I do not own anyone you recognize. I only own Greg Davis and the other OCs

Author's notes: Thanks to those who reviewed! I hope you'll like this second chapter!

Chapter Two: Frustrations

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"Damn it." Paul nearly slammed the door shut as he threw his jacket on the jacket. He sat on the couch and buried his face in his large hands. A week already passed since Amy had been released from the hospital but nothing changed with the situation. He was relieved that her wounds and injuries were beginning to heal. The problem was the ever so stubborn redhead still refused to tell them who hurt her.

The more they got confused when she refused to file a police report. All of them tried to ask her what happened; to make her tell them the truth. It still didn't work. Now, Paul didn't know what to do. He, as well as everyone else, didn't know how to help her. They didn't know what to do.

The blonde man brushed a hand through his hair. Why can't you tell us, Ames? Why don't you want us to help you?

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Randy, Trish, Chris, Dawn, Lilian and Jason were all gathered in Amy's living room while John, Eddie, Dave and Candice left to buy more food. The redhead stayed in her room, insisting that she needed to be alone for the time being. Those in the living room were trying to figure out why Amy refused to say anything and how they could possibly help her.

"I don't know how long I can handle this." Trish's eyes fell on the stairs, hoping that her best friend would come down and finally tell them what happened. "I don't know how I can take what she's doing to us and herself…"

"We have to stay strong, Trishy." Lilian gave her friend a brief hug. "Ames has her reasons for keeping quiet. Maybe she's scared or she's not ready. We don't know what the bigger damages of the attack to her are."

Jason nodded. "Lil's right. We know she's having a hard time. We should just give her time and be there for her."

"I know that." Dawn frowned. "I just don't get why she's having a hard time to ask us for help especially with something this big. This isn't really the perfect time for her to be all stubborn."

"And this guy is pissing me off." Chris said out loud before anyone could say anything. "Greg hasn't showed up ever since Ames got attacked. He hasn't even called."

"Jerky, relax. Slow down." Randy shook his head at the blonde Canadian. "I don't like the fact that he ain't here as well but we don't know if something happened to him. Anything can happen."

Dawn rolled her eyes. "He should've at least called her."

"Are you sure he didn't call? Only Ames has the answer to that." Trish made a face. "And we don't know because she won't tell us anything."

While they continued their discussion downstairs, Amy sat on her bed with her eyes fixed on a particular picture frame on her bedside table. It was picture of her with all her friends. As she looked at all their happy faces, she couldn't help but wonder if everything will be okay. She wanted to tell her friends everything but she couldn't. Something was stopping her.

Something and someone were stopping her.

"I'm sorry…" She whispered as tears fell from her hazel eyes. She put the frame back and picked up another. As she stared at it, another set of emotions crossed her. She knew her life already turned upside down after that night…

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My secret's out… That little bitch. Now I have to be careful. I have to do everything to make sure that she doesn't tell anybody… Even if it means I have to kill her…

No one should find out about my secret… She is the last one.

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"Shit." Chris was on his feet when he heard the scream and the sound of glass breaking from upstairs. He ran up the stairs with Trish and Randy close behind him. "Ames?!"

"The door's locked!" Trish nearly screamed in panic when they reached the redhead's room. "Where's the key?"

Randy rolled his blue eyes. "There's no more time to look for a fucking key." He said impatiently. Unceremoniously, he kicked the door open as hard as he could, finding a sobbing Amy in the process of ruining her room. He and Jason rushed into the room to stop her from doing any more damage.

"Ames, that's enough!" Jason yelled, trying to detach a book from the redhead's fingers before she could throw it somewhere. Trish, Lilian and Dawn were in tears as well. It was very hard for them to see her that way. Chris immediately called Paul, explaining the situation so rapidly that Paul could barely understand anything he said.

"Let go of me!" Amy screamed as she tried to free herself from Randy but she was unsuccessful due to the fact that Randy was much stronger than her. "Let me go!"

Randy shook his head. "That's enough, Ames! You aren't alone in this, don't you realize that?! Why won't you tell us what happened? Please, Ames…"

"Just leave me alone!" She yelled. "Let me go and leave me alone!"

"We won't Ames!" Dawn finally joined in. "Even if you tell us a million times, we won't. Even if you push us away, we'll still be here. Let us help you, Ames…"

To their surprise and relief, Amy stopped struggling. She just looked at her friends with her wide and teary hazel eyes. She knew they wanted to help her. She knew they loved her… Yet she couldn't tell them everything. More tears fell from her eyes and her body began to shake. Randy sighed as he hugged the redhead closer to him.

He allowed himself to slump on the floor with her still in his arms. Amy gripped her shirt with one of her hands and she just cried and cried. An inaudible sigh of relief escaped Jason's lips as he joined the two on the floor and began rubbing Amy's back in a comforting manner. Chris sank on a nearby chair, thinking of what more they have to do to help the crying redhead and absently noting that one thing was still in its proper place in the ruined room.

"Mamacita, are you okay?" Eddie asked as he, Dave, John and Candice entered the room.

Dave sat on the bed and looked at the picture frame containing the picture of all of them. "Did a hurricane go here or something?"

"Everything's under control now. No worries." Trish replied as she wiped her cheeks dry. "Let's just say I think that we just took one step forward."

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Paul finally arrived twenty minutes after the redhead stopped ruining her room. He was relieved to see that Amy was no longer crying when he found all of them in the dining room having snacks. For the past week, she distanced herself from everyone; usually preferring being alone. The blonde man was glad she didn't keep herself isolated in her room and she was talking more than she did. Granted, she still wasn't as talkative as she used to but she was making progress.

"You'll stay in my house for awhile, okay?" Paul shook his fork admonishingly before he passed a small plate to Candice so she could put a slice of chocolate cake. "I love you like a sister but if you ruin my guest room the way you did to your room? We will seriously fight."

Dave elbowed hardly on the side. "Levesque, shut up."

"No, it's okay." Amy said with a soft and short chuckle. "Don't worry, Paul. I won't do that."

A smile graced each of their faces. It was a long time since they last heard her chuckle, giggle or laugh. "It's really nice to hear that sound again." Candice whispered to John as she handed the plate back to Paul.

"Yeah." He nodded. "I hope she starts laughin' a lot like before."

"I have an idea!" Chris grinned; his eyes falling on a another blonde man. "Since Ames is gonna stay with Paul, maybe we can all hang out there tomorrow or the day after tomorrow!"

Paul raised an eyebrow. "Before you make plans, care to ask me first?"

"Can they?" Amy turned her hazel eyes to Paul. Everyone knew that he couldn't say no to her. They knew he'll agree to Chris's plans.

"As long as you bring food and you won't mess the place up, I'll be fine." He said, happy and somewhat surprised that the redhead wanted them to be there. "If you don't do either of two? Your asses are finding themselves out of my house, understood?"

They nodded in agreement. "Gracias, mamacita!" Eddie winked at the redhead.

They knew that whatever happened that day was the turning point. Maybe Amy would tell them everything anytime soon. Maybe the ass-kicking of that person who hurt Amy – whoever he is – will be done very soon. All the guys silently hoped that this would come true. They knew that things will slowly get better for them, especially the redhead. All they needed was to stay strong and be there for the redhead. With all the years they were friends, doing those wasn't a problem to them.

Problems are tests of relationships and tests of courage and bravery. They knew that Amy would get through her problem.

They knew in their hearts that as she did that, they would be there every step of the way.

"We should just give her time and be there for her."

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