Closing the door of the bathroom and turning gracefully on her heels so she could take a look at her French-Canadian friend, Brie Bella smiled a sly smile that spoke volumes of what was going on through her mind as she placed both her hands against her hips. "Okay, you need to tell me what's going on between you and Ted."

Pacing back and forth in her Louboutins pumps and not minding at all her fellow Diva's words, Maryse ran the perfectly manicured fingers of her right hand through her long hair and closed her eyes, inhaling a deep long breath that was supposed to calm her down.

It didn't work, and while Brie stared at her through amused suspecting eyes, all that Maryse could do was getting lost in her thoughts.

Ted… what the hell was he thinking?

Did he lose his mind all of a sudden? How could he walk to her while she was with her friends to tell her those things? God!

And Mike, somehow Mike spotted her talking to him and as always, he came running to make sure she wouldn't speak to anyone that wasn't approved by him. But that was not the worse part, she was used to her boyfriend nosing into her conversations but now… now he traced the cologne he smelled out of her earlier that day back to Ted and that wasn't good… at all.

"I need to get out of here." She said finally while opening her eyes. Her tone was barely above a low whisper and as her eyes scanned the fancy bathroom of the club she was that night she started to feel desperation eating a hole through her.

She wasn't sure what she was looking for, a window, another door, a bat… anything that could help her escape whatever Mike's fury.

Ted… why did he have to open his mouth and ruin everything?

For months they were able to keep their relationship a secret and now that they weren't together anymore, he came and changed that!

Her friends back at the table definitely saw something was going on, by the look on Brie's eyes she knew her mind was running wild and Mike… Mike was going to kill her.

"Maryse," Brie said while grabbing her by the shoulders to make her halt on her tracks. "Relax, breathe and tell me what's going on."

Blinking her eyes slowly and making a big drama of taking in a deep breath, the blonde French-Canadian threw her head back and then blew her breath through her mouth. "I'm so dead Brie!"

She exclaimed before hiding her face behind her hands.

"Mike is going to kill me, I know it!"

"Okay, wait a moment here." Brie chuckled. "I have a few drinks so maybe I'm imagining things that are not there… but did you and Ted had something? And mind me, but when I asked that question I totally meant to ask if you two are sleeping together."

Lowering her face so she could look at her smiling friend, Maryse pouted her lips and shrugged. "No. I'm not sleeping with Ted… at least not for the past three months or so..."

There, she said it out loud.

"Ha, I knew it! I've seen the way he looks at you and Nikki always said he had the hots for you but I never… Jesus, Maryse… you are such a slut!" Brie laughed, apparently finding the fact that her friend admitted such a thing to be a theme to celebrate.

"Don't laugh about it, Brie. Mike threw a comment out there that let me know that he knows about it too and as soon as I walk out of this bathroom he's going to kill me." Maryse said, her brows furrowing and her face showing nothing but blind concern.

Brie saw this and reaching for one of the blonde's hand to take it in hers, she quirked her lips. The hand was cold and rubbing it to generate some warm she breathed out. "I don't think Mike is going to kill you, Ryse. I mean yeah, if he knows about you and Ted he'll probably be upset, but he will never…"

"No Brie-" Maryse blurted out, cutting her friend off while her eyes shifted to the door. "You don't know Mike like I do, he's going to get crazy and I don't even what to imagine what he'll do to me."

For a while Brie said nothing, she just saw Maryse wipe at her eyes with the back of her palm and she knew there was something very wrong going on.

She didn't know Maryse to be the kind of woman who got scared easily and right in that moment, she seemed scared out of her mind. True, it was also known that the blonde was a bit over dramatic so maybe she was drowning herself in a glass of water.

But no… the look in her eyes seemed too raw to be anything but genuine. "You are scaring me, Ryse."

"I'm scared myself." She admitted, blinking rapidly.

"Alright, listen to me. We are going to walk out of this bathroom together and we'll go straight to Nick and Matt. Mike won't dare doing anything to you because we are in a public place and he won't risk it. I'll ask the guys to get us out of here and we'll pick your things from the hotel room, if Mike comes by you'll tell him to fuck off. You don't have to put up with him if you don't want to."

"Okay." Maryse nodded, but she didn't look too convinced.

But that didn't matter; yeah, Brie was sure that the terror Maryse seemed to feel for her boyfriend couldn't be unfounded and that if she was scared, it was because Mike has done things to her already. That seemed hard to believe, not because Mike didn't have the type, but because she always saw Maryse as someone who wouldn't take shit from anyone, let alone from a man.

But that was going to end, once Maryse was out his control she was going to go back to her regular self and when realizing what Mike put her through, she was going to walk to him and slap the taste out of his mouth while telling him a thing or two that would put him in place.

That was the Maryse she knew and the one she wanted to see.

"Come on, I'll be with you, okay?"

Nodding once again, Maryse felt her friend pull at her hand and as if she was living a dream, she began to walk to the door, watching as Brie opened it to reveal that Mike was standing there, waiting for her.

"Come on, we're going to get out of here." The man said in an eerie tone of voice and instead of getting scared, Maryse got angry.

Brie was right; she didn't have to put up with an abusive Mike. He wasn't the boss of her and she wasn't going to keep acting like he owned her. If he didn't like it, he would have to deal with it and if he dared once again to touch her, she was going to put him behind bars.

His abuses were going to end right there.

"I'm not going anywhere with you."

"Don't be ridiculous, you and I have a talk pending." He said, his eyes getting that glint he would always get when getting angry at her.

Rolling her eyes, Maryse put her legs into motion and clutching Brie's hand, she attempted to walk pass him; but before she could do such a thing, Mike place his hand to her neck and with a swift motion, he pushed her back into the bathroom.

"Hey, don't you dare touching her like that!" Brie yelled as Maryse stumbled backwards.

Mike didn't even mind the other woman and he walked into the bathroom after Maryse.

On her part, the blonde's eyes got wide and wild and she darted forward, her hand flying to his face and hitting him across the cheek. It was the first time she stood up to him and it felt sooo good. "Touch me again and you'll regret it for the rest of your life."

"Really, and what will you do? Call your drunk lover-boy to save the day for you?" He hissed through clenched teeth, his face flushed with repressed ire.

"Maybe I will, he'll kill you if he knows you…"

Before she could finish, Mike turned around quickly and without giving any of the women time to react, he punched Brie right in the face.

Maryse saw it happen in slow motion, Mike connecting his fist to the woman's jaw and then Brie falling to the ground, knocked out cold.

"What the hell are you doing?" She yelled, rushing to her friend to help her out. "Are you out of your mind?"

But… before she could reach her friend or even take hold of her phone to call some help, Mike grabbed her by the arm with an iron clad grip and pulled her to him. "Come on Maryse, you and I will get out of here, now."

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"Ted, come on man… wake up."

Grunting and getting annoyed at Cody for shaking him while he was trying to sleep, Ted buried his face deeper into the blankets Layla gave him the previous night before he passed out on hers and Cody's hotel couch and wrinkled his nose.

"Ted… I'm not kidding, this is serious."

"Give me one more minute." He grumbled without moving. Why couldn't Cody understand that he didn't want to wake up, what he wanted was to sleep the day away and why not? Wake up when it was late at night.

Besides, his voice was giving him a headache and he would appreciate if he would just shut up.

"He's not waking up." Cody said and Ted thought that he heard him moving away from the couch.

Perfect.

Breathing in and snuggling to a pillow, the Third generation superstar's mind started to drift off to sleep once again when he felt someone shaking him again.

"What now?" He asked groggily and annoyed.

"Ted, it's Maryse…" He heard Layla's voice saying and at the mention of that name immediately sat up and rubbed his face.

The motion made him feel a little dizzy but that didn't matter right now. "Maryse?" Was she there? Did she want to talk to him?

"Listen…" Layla said tenderly and even in his clouded mind he took notice of the way she took his hand and squeezed it in hers. "Something happened."

Blinking stupidly, Ted looked up to Cody. His friend was just there, standing under the doorframe of the bedroom door while staring down to her shoes. "To Maryse?"

No…

Taking in a deep breath, Layla shrugged. "There was some kind of altercation at the club… between Maryse and Mike. I don't know exactly what happened but Mike attacked Brie Bella and took Maryse with him."

"What?" Ted asked in a gasp, his brain trying to absorb all the information.

"They found Brie knocked out in the bathroom and she was taken to the hospital; she's okay now and she pressed some charges against Mike. The police began looking for him without luck, but a couple of hours later he answered his phone to JoMo and told him where he was."

Through darkening eyes, Ted looked from Cody to Layla, not liking one bit the somber look in their faces. "Where's Maryse?" He asked in a low breath, his chest getting tighter and his throat feeling dry.

"She's missing; no one knows where she is and Mike is not telling… but Brie says that before Mike attacked her, Maryse told her she was afraid that he could kill her."

Hearing the words but not quite believing them, Ted got to his feet and clenching his jaw until it hurt, he headed straight to the door.

"Ted, where are you going?"

Turning around, Ted snorted bitterly. "What do you mean with where I'm a going? I'm going to get that son of a bitch and I'm going to beat him until he tells me where is Maryse. Then I'm going to fucking kill him."

"No, no… he's already under police custody and he's still not talking." Cody said. "But Ted, I talked to John just now and he says that he didn't recognize Mike… he says he was all crazy and… he's almost sure that… that he killed her…"

TBC…

Okay, so this chapter was awful to write! I'm just not good with so much stuff going on in my fics, I can write forever about feelings and thoughts but I suck at writing action and dialogue! Argh, but this was very much needed to keep the story going and now that it's done I hope things get better ;)