Wrestling One Shots (WWE)

Last Goodbye - Damian Priest

Standing in guerrilla I thake this moment to have one last look at the championship belt around my waist. I wanted to memorise every detail, to remember what it felt like to wear it and how it felt to win it and be champion.

Sighing I close my eyes and take a deep breath, I had to keep telling myself I was doing the right thing, I needed to leave, I needed to be away from here, away from him. After Damian and I separated I thought that I could continue in the wwe, that I would be able to cope with seeing him all the time but I had been very wrong, it was a nightmare.

Every time I see him it's like a knife to my heart, I never thought things would end up like this for us, I thought we would be forever, if only we had had that conversation before we got married, before we got serious even, maybe it wouldn't hurt so much right now.

"Hey you, ready to take your final bow?" Liv asks

"As ready as I'll ever be" I say giving her a sad smile "I don't want to do this but I need to"

"Are you sure the two of you can't work things out?" She asks "you were so good together and now your both miserable"

"He doesn't want what I want" I sigh "believe me there isn't a day goes by when I don't wish things were different, but I can't make him change how he feels"

"I'm going to miss you and I know he is too" she says "have you seen him yet?"

"No, I'm hoping to just slip out of here" I say "I can't say goodbye to him, becuase it's too hard, becuase he means the most to me"

"Wait he doesn't know your leaving?" She asks and I shake my head "y/n you can't just disappear, you guys had three years together he deserves a goodbye"

Just then my music hits and it's time, time to lose the only other thing that mattered to me, time to say goodbye to the wwe and time to see what else is out there for me.

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Packing up the last of my stuff I was emotionally drained, my goodbye speech had been way harder than I expected and for a brief moment I even considered changing my mind but then as I had stepped back stage I had seen him.

He had been standing there a crown of bones and spikes upon his head, a long fitted leather entrance coat, braided hair, purple eyeliner and those eyes that I just couldn't get enough of.

He had seen me and I knew he had been watching, he looked hurt and like he wanted to say something but I didn't give him chance, I made a hasty exit and headed back here.

My hope was that I could leave the hotel first thing, and get in a cab without seeing him again.

As I finish fastening my suitcase there's a loud knock on the door "y/n please let me in mi cielito" a deep voice calls out and I close my eyes and let out a sigh.

"Don't do this please tesoro" I say resting my head against the door "don't make this harder than it already is"

"I'd like to speak to my wife before she walks out of my life completely, is that too much to ask" he says

Slowly I open the door and there he stands in his ring gear, clearly he had rushed straight here after his match. Standing aside and against my better judgement, I let him in.

"D if you are going to ask me to stay you are wasting your time" I say "I can't, I need to go"

"I understand but I think I at least deserve a goodbye, or did our three years together mean that little to you" he says and I can see he's hurt

"Of course it didn't but I couldn't say goodbye to you, it was too hard becuase you mean too much to me" I say "just because we are over doesn't mean that I stopped loving you tesoro, that will never change"

"I'll never stop loving you either mi cielito" he says taking hold of my hands "si este es nuestro último adiós, digamos adiós correctamente por los viejos tiempos (if this is our last goodbye, let's say goodbye properly for old times sake)"

"I don't think that's such a good idea" I say looking into his warm brown eyes

"Please let me be with my wife one last time" he pleads and without even thinking I lean up and press my lips against his.

Within seconds he has lifed my up and laid me down on the bed, every instinct is telling me this is a bad idea, that I should stop this but at the same time I want this as much as he does.
I had missed him every day since we separated, but I could no longer stay here and continue hoping he would change his mind.

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Taking one last look at my sleeping husband , I press a soft kiss to his temple before grabbing my stuff and quietly leaving the room. I didn't want to wake him, I didn't want any awkwardness I wanted to leave him with a happy memory of our last goodbye.

As I climb into the cab I look up and see him watching from the window, he places his hand flat on the glass and I feel my heart break. I love him more than words can say but this is how it has to be.

Little did I know that as I was leaving one nightmare, I was heading straight into a brand new one.