This chapter is longer than my other ones and contains some violence that happens outside of the ring. Hope you like it :)

By the time Joe was done with his burger and fries, I had taken about ten shots of tequila and I was feeling it. My entire body was on fire from the inside out and my head felt like it weighed a thousand pounds. I looked over at Joe who had a concerned look on his face.

"What's up big man?' I asked as I looked over at him.

"Nothing, just thinking that maybe you've had enough," he said.

I shook my head. "Nope, I can still remember why I started drinking which means I need more." I tried to reach for the bottle but Joe grabbed it and motioned the waitress for the check.

"Party ," I mumbled. Even in my intoxicated state I knew I had way more then enough, I just didn't want to stop until I could blackout and forget about Jon for the night.

When the waitress came over with the check, I reached for my purse that was hung on my chair but dropped it onto the floor. When I tried to reach for it I ended up sliding half way off. Before I could hit the ground, I felt a strong hand grab my arm and pull me back onto my chair. Ofcourse it was Joe and I suddenly felt a tab embarrassed. "I'll pay for this," I told him.

"Naw, it's ok," he said.

I reached out and touched his arm. "Joe, I'm the one who dragged you here and I'm the one who's going to need help getting back to the hotel. I got this." He didn't say anything just gave me a quick nod. "Good," I said while letting go of his arm. "Now, could you get my bag for me, I don't wanna slip again."

He laughed alittle bit and reached down for my bag, pulled out my wallet and handed it to me. It took some time to pull out my card since any movement I made felt as if I was making it through cement. Finally I got it out and handed it to Joe who placed it with the receipt and handed it to the waitress. A few minutes later she came back and handed my card to Joe who stuffed it back into my wallet and dropped it into my purse. "I'm holding on to this, ok?" He asked me while referring to my purse. I slowly shook my head yes and watched him as he walked over and helped me up.

Once I was standing, he put his arm around my waist to steady me and we slowly made our way out of the Bar&Grill. The air was chilly and made my head spin even more. I pushed myself off of Joe and leaned against the closest wall.

"O, fuck," I said out loud.

Joe quickly walked over to me and placed his hand on my shoulder. "You alright, Lex?" I shook my head no. "Do you think you'll be able to walk back?" He asked. Again, all I could do was shake my head no. I heard him sigh and then he pulled out his cell.

"Hey man, are you back at the hotel?...Alright, cool. I came out to eat with Lexi. Well, I ate and she drank...Yeah, man she's messed up. She doesn't think she can walk back...Were just a few blocks from the hotel Jon, don't worry I got her."

My eyes snapped opened. Jon, he was talking to Jon. I grabbed onto his arm and squeezed as hard as I could which caused Joe to pull away from me. "Ow, Lexi. What the hell?...Hold on Jon."

"Please, Joe. I can walk. Tell him to forget it, I can walk back," I said pleading to him.

"Lex, you're pretty messed up."

I shook my head. "No, I can walk Joe, I promise. Please, tell him to forget it and hang up. Please." My voice cracked on my last plead to him and I could fell my eyes start to sting.

Keeping his eyes on mine, he put the phone back to his ear. "Hey, Jon? Yeah, she says she can walk now...I don't know but we're heading back right now...Alright." He hung up and slipped his cell back into his pocket.

I let out a breath that I was holding and I looked up at Joe. "Thanks."

He let out a sigh and once again wrapped his free arm around my waist, helping me to keep steady on my feet as we slowly started walking. It was silent until Joe spoke up. "Can I ask you something?" I simply shook my head yes. "Did you drinking yourself into oblivion tonight have anything to do with Jon going out with a girl?"

I closed my eyes shut. So I was right, he had gone out with some girl tonight. Being as drunk and emotional as I was at that moment, the words starting spilling out of my mouth that other wise would have never been spoken. "You know something Joe, I have never been that girl. You know the one that has her happy ending or even gets a piece of what she wants. Actually, I take that back, I'm always the girl that gets a piece of what she wants and never the whole fucking thing. Why am I the one who gets her hopes up only to have then be shattered and turned to absolute dust? Why do I develop feelings? He told me this was going to be a casual friend thing. But do you know what I want? I want to be enough for him. I want him to want me and only me. But that's not in the cards for Alexis, Joe. Who the fuck in their right mind would want me?" My voice cracked and the tears started pouring out of me along with sobs.

I felt Joe's grip on me tighten. "Damn, Lexi. You and Jon have been hooking up? I thought you guys were thinking about it, not that you had already done it."

My heart fell to my stomach as I realized what I had just told him. "Joe, Please. You can't tell anyone. I don't want people thinking I'm a whore, please."

"Don't worry, Lex. I swear I won't say anything."

"Not even to Colby or even to Jon, please."

"Ok, Lexi."

We had arrived at the hotel and Joe walked me to my room. As we entered, I took a quick glance at Jon. He was sitting up on his bed with his eyes on Joe and I.

"Are you going to be ok?" Asked Joe.

"Yeah," I said while sitting on the edge of my bed.

"Ok, just call me if anything," he said as he placed my purse next me. He looked over at Jon before walking out and shutting the door.

I put my head in my hands and I felt my bed sink in alittle bit. Jon had sat down next to me and I suddenly felt my hate for him coming back. "Why are you here? Shouldn't you be fucking some ring rat right about now?" I snapped at him. He didn't say anything so I continued my drunken, hate filled rant. "I can't believe I let myself be used as just some extra pussy to have around. What the hell is wrong with me? I actually developed feelings for you. Do you know that? Did you know that I liked you more than just a fuck buddy?" I looked over to Jon for the first time who had his eyes focused on the ground. "Answer me, Jon!" I yelled at him and even pushed him with enough force that he fell off my bed and onto the floor. I quickly got up and stood over him. "Well?!"

He got up and pushed me back. After that, I saw red. I slapped him across his face and pushed him back onto my bed. I climbed on top of him and wrapped my hands around his neck, squeezing as hard as I could. His hands then went to the back of my head where he pulled my hair so hard I could feel some of it being ripped from my scalp. I let out a scream and let go of his neck. He got me off of him and pulled me down to my knees. He was wearing a lose pair of basketball shorts so with my right hand I reached out, grabbed his package, twisted and squeezed it. Jon automatically let go my hair and fell to his knees himself. I quickly got up and moved away from him, standing my the bathroom. As Jon layed on the floor, his hands holding his now extra sensitive area, I walked up to him and kick his side. Over and over again until he managed to grab my leg and flip me onto my back. I tried to crawl on top of him again but he managed to pin my down, holding my hands to my sides.

"I didn't fuck anyone! Shit, Lex stop!" He screamed at me. I didn't believe him. I was able to slide my left leg from under him and bring it to his throat where I kicked it. He fell back, now coughing and holding on to himself. My head started to throb so I ran my hands around the area that stung. As I pulled my hands through my hair and brought them back, I saw a good chunk of hair that I held in my hands. I guess that was enough to calm me down because I slumped down to floor and tried to stabilize my breathing. After a few minutes I looked over at Jon who was leaning against the wall. He had his eyes closed and was holding himself with one hand while holding on to his side with the other. I crawled over to him and sat between his legs which I'm guessing were wide open because it would have hurt too much to close them. I brought my hand to his left cheek which was bright red from where I had slapped him. I softly rand my thump over his lips. "You're too strong for someone you size," he almost whispered against my thump.

"It's the alcohol," I whispered back. He chuckled alittle bit which broke my heart. I really did like him and here he was in pain because I beat him. I felt my eyes sting and swallowed back the lump that had formed in my throat. My eyes had filled with tears and as I tried to blink them back, he opened his and was now smirking at me. "What?" I asked.

"I'm the one who almost got his balls ripped off, wind pipe kicked in and his ribs almost busted, but you're the one who's gonna cry."

What he said made me feel even worse. I pulled my hand away from his face but he caught it and held onto it. I looked down at our hands and then back up t his eyes. "I didn't fuck her, Alexis. I was going to but when it came down to it I ran out on her just like the other one I told you about. It's like my dick only reacts to you."

I laughed at the somewhat nice thing he said. I then looked down at his other hand which was holding his package. "If I would have known that I wouldn't have harmed him." I said referring to his penis.

"Yeah, I think it's only fair you kiss him and say sorry. When he's fully recovered," he said and added a wink at the end.

I rolled my eyes and slid myself alittle closer to him. I brought my face to his and ran my tongue along his jaw. I heard him suck in some air which only encouraged me to continue. I then slid my tongue up his chin to his bottom lip which I took in-between my teeth and gently nibbled on it. I then brought my lips to his neck where I softly kissed it all over. "I'm sorry, Jon." I then ran my tongue up his neck to his lips where his lips met mine and we lowly kissed, bringing our tongues our to meet eachother and battle for some dominance. When Jon brought his free hand to the back of my head to deepen the kiss, I winced and pulled away. Realizing I still held the chunk of hair in my hand, I brought it up and showed it to him.

"O,shit," said Jon.

"Yup. I'm gonna call down to the lobby and ask them to bring up some ice and towels for you and him." I said referring to his private area. He nodded his head and I used the phone in the room to call and make the request. After I hung up I told Jon they said it would only be a few minutes. I heard my phone ringing from my purse and made my way to where Joe had left it. I dug into it, bringing it out and looking at who was calling. It was Sara.

"Hey Sara, what's up?"

'Are you alone?" She asked.

"Um, no. Jon is here, but what's up? Are you ok?" I asked.

"No and when I tell you why, you won't be either," she said.

"Is it about the apartment? Are you not going to be there by tomorrow?"

"No, Alexis. I'm at the airport right now waiting for my red-eye to Vegas. I had to call you though. It's about David."

I felt my insides cringe at the sound of his name. "What about David?" I heard Jon groaning and looked over to him. He was slowly getting up and limping his way towards me. He sat down on my bed and I stood infront of him.

Sara took a deep breath. "He called me when I was on my way here. He said that you had texted him a few weeks ago but never got back to him and that when he tried to call you, it said that his number had been blocked. Is that true Lex? Did you text him?"

"Yeah I texted him."

"Why would you text him?' Asked Jon and Sara in unison.

"I don't know. It was after I came back from visiting you in Philly and I ran into him at the gym on my final day there. he gave me hi number," I said to both of them.

"But what the fuck would make you actually txt him?" Asked Sara.

I closed my eyes and turned around so Jon couldn't see me. "I texted him right after I heard Jon making that date. You know, the day when I straddled him wearing the towel."

"Shit, Lex. Well, he's pissed and told me to give you a message."

I turned back to Jon. "What message does he have for me now?" Jon's eyes were locked with mine.

"Put it on speaker," said Jon.

I did and held out the infront of Jon and I.

"He said if you don't agree to meet up with him then he's going to put all of the pictures he took of you online. He said if you don't remember which ones here they are and then he sent me some."

I felt like I was going to be sick and put my hand over my mouth just incase I did hurl. "Which ones did he send you?" I asked

Again, Sara took a breath before answering. "There was one of you showering and you're looking over your shoulder to the camera. There was one where you were spread open laying down on your old bed and..."

I felt tears rolling down my cheeks and my throat was burning. "And what Sara?'

"It wasn't a picture but a few seconds from a video he said he had of the two of you. You're going down on him."

I dropped my phone and Jon caught it before it could fall to the floor. I rand into the bathroom and knelt infront of the toilet where I throw up. Not because I was still alittle bit buzzed but because I felt violated all over again. My body was going to be put on display for everyone to see. I could possibly lose my job over this. that last thought made me fall to the bathroom floor where I let out loud sobs.

Jon came in as quickly as he could since he was still feeling the effects of my attack on him.

"Lexi, are you still there? Are you ok?" Asked Sara who was till on speaker phone.

I couldn't talk and just looked up at Jon. "Um, Sara it's Jon. She's crying on the bathroom floor, she just threw up."

"Shit, what is she gonna do?" Asked Sara.

"I don't know. I'm gonna try to calm her down but I'll make sure she calls you when we land in Dallas tomorrow, alright?"

"Ok. Please take care of her Jon," said Sara.

"Don't worry, I got her," said Jon. With that he hung up and then there a knock on the door. I shot up and headed to answer it.

"That's your ice," I said to Jon.

When I opened the door, there was an employee of the hotel holding bucket of ice and a few towel. "Hello, did you guys oder-"

"Yes," I said interrupting him and grabbing the bucket and towels. "Thank you."

Before I could shut the door, the employee who was probably just a few years older than Jon and I placed his hand on the door. "Miss, are you ok?" He asked.

Realizing that I probably looked really bad from having my fight with Jon, throwing up in the bathroom and crying my eyes out, I simply smiled and told him yes before shutting the hotel door.

When I turned back around, Jon was sitting down on his bed still holding on to himself. I quickly made my way to him and knelt infront of him. I got a towel and placed ice on it before handing it to him. "Here, place this over your privates and hold it there." He took it and did what I told him to. I then got another towel and did the same thing, this time sitting down next to him and moving his arm so that I could place it on his left side where I had given him more than a few hard kicks.

"Lexi, are you ok?" Asked Jon.

I looked into his blue eyes and felt my lip start to quiver. "They're gonna fire me Jon." I couldn't hold them back even if I tried. I placed my head on his shoulder and sobbed. My entire body was shaking.

He layed his head on top of mine. "You have tell them, Lex. At least tell Stephanie. She's a woman, maybe she'll be more understanding."

"Fuck, that talk is going to be so fucking humiliating," I said.

"I'll go with you. If you want me to, I'll be there with you," said Jon.

I lifted my head to look at him. "Really?" I asked. I could feel my nerves start to calm knowing I wasn't going to have to that discussion with my boss alone. He shook his head yes while adjusting himself. I looked down at where he was holding the ice. "Does it feel alittle bit better?" I asked.

He shrugged. "Yeah, I guess. It's numb because of the ice."

"Maybe you should give it break then. Watch it fall off cause of frost bite," I said jokingly. The look on Jon's face was anything but joking. He quickly removed the towel filled with ice and placed it in the bucket that was by his feet.

"Here," he said as he took the towel of ice from his side and placed it into the bucket with the other one. "Go take a shower and get ready for bed."

I smiled at him as I went to do exactly that. I grabbed clean clothes from my bag, along with my toiletry bag, and made my way into the bathroom. I decided to leave the door open. I was scared that if I shut it then I would truly be alone and seeing Jon eased that feeling. After I stripped my clothes off, I looked over to Jon before entering the shower. He was smiling at me and a I'm thinking dirty thoughts about you smile but a I'm going to be right here smile.

After I was done and dressed I walked out into the room putting my dirty clothes in the bag that I kept them in and my toiletry bag in another. I looked over at Jon who was still awake and laying down on his bed just staring at the ceiling. When he noticed my eyes were on him, he looked back at me and gingerly sat up in his bed. He opened his arms out towards me and I looked at him alittle confused. "Um, I'm not really in the mood for something like sex right now, Jon."

He shook his head. "No, I meant strictly spooning. I don't think I could you how I want to, he's still alittle sore."

I laughed and bit my lip. "I'm sorry about that."

He nodded his head slowly and I climbed into bed with him. He moved his body so that his entire body was facing me and I slid against him, placing my head against his chest. "How could I be so fucking stupid?" I asked myself out loud.

"Are we still talking about you and me or is this about you and David.

"My and David," I said as I playfully smacked his chest.

"You're not stupid when it comes to that. Couples do that all the time. Obviously you trusted him enough to do that with him and he's a fucking asshole for using it against you," said Jon.

"He was amazing the first year we were together, the absolute perfect boyfriend. We never fought or even had a disagreement and he had me on a pedestal. Then, after our one year anniversary it was like someone flipped the switch and he became a completely different guy. I guess it's because I was really becoming the it thing in the indy circuit, I don't know. First it was the name calling, the constant name calling. Then he would accuse of fucking all the guys I worked with. Then when I started to mouth back to him, he started beating me." Jon moved his hand to the back of my head where he had pulled a chunk of my hair out just over an hour ago. I was shocked when he then kiss it. My breath was caught in my throat and my heart started beating faster.

"No one noticed anything?" Asked Jon.

"No. I used to wrestle guys two times my size Jon. Plus I had death matches like twice a month. I was always covered with bruises or different scrapes and cuts. It was the perfect situation for him," I said.

"How did you finally end it with him?" Asked Jon.

"I didn't really. When the WWE called Oso and let him know they were interested in signing me to a developmental deal, I knew David would have rather killed me then let me go. Or worse, he would come with me. So I just packed all my clothes while he was at work, I gave Sara the heads up and the address to where she could mail me the rest of my stuff, along with my new number and headed down to Florida." I sighed as I felt new tears falling from my face and onto Jons shirt. "This is all I wanted to do since I was five, Jon. I can't just have a little taste of it and then have it ripped away from me. Not over something like this." I cried. The sobs were shaking my entire body.

Jon didn't say anything. He just kept stroking my hair and placing a kiss of where he had pulled my hair out. He held me that way until it was time for us to pack and head over to the airport.

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