The Beauty of Suplex City [(DISCONTINUED)]

Chapter 14

TW- Mentions of panic attacks, physical abuse and SA.

Liv and I had just been dropped off at the arena and we made our way over to the buses. I saw Heyman stood with Brock and he waved me over so I nodded and turned to Liv, "I gotta go see Paul and I don't know if we are gunna be in the same town but I'm gunna miss you Gi." I say and pull her in for a hug. She hugs back just as tight and says, "I'm gunna miss you too Lexi and even if we aren't in the same place, we can text and call all the time."

We pull apart when she gets called and she places a soft kiss on my cheek before walking away. I grab my luggage and walk over to Paul and Brock, "Lex, you'll be flying with us to Houston on Brock's private jet." Paul informs me. I was about to reply when I heard a deep voice shout, "ALEXANDRIA!!" making me turn around and who I see makes my blood run cold.

My bags fall to the floor as I lost my grip on them. My heart starts beating out of my chest. My breathing picks up and it feels like something has been wrapped around my chest, squeezing; constricting the intake of air into my lungs. All kinds of questions running through my head, things like: Why was he here?; How did he find me?; What was he going to do?; What if he got his hands on me again? I mean, he couldn't do much considering the amount of people that were here but that didn't stop the memories resurfacing. Then I saw it. That god awful smirk of his. The one he always had when he would hit me and force himself on me.

The tears rolled down my cheeks as I stood though frozen and hyperventilating, my eyes never leaving his. In the peripheral vision I saw Liv, Alexa, Becky, Seth, Roman and Randy running towards me from the busses. Liv gently grabs my face and makes me look at her but when she sees my tears, she wraps her arms around me; Alex, Becky, Seth, Roman and Randy doing the same. I gain control of my breathing again and they pull away but stay close.

He pushed himself off his car and confidently walked our way, ignoring the fact that I was now surrounded by wrestlers who could very easily knock him out. He stopped a few feet away, "Alexandria, why do you insist on making me run after you. You've had your fun being 'independent' now it's time to come home." he says as if reprimanding to a child. I don't move or say anything which makes him flench his fists in anger. 

I shuffle back a few steps and bump into someone. When I turn my head a little to see who it was, I was surprised to see Brock stood there. He was stood with everyone else, looking like he was about ready for anything.