Unexpected

Story Time [8]

Paige

So you're probably confused about who this person might be. Well it goes all the way back to when I was about seventeen, eighteen years old. I was still in England, before I got signed to WWE. 

I went to a concert and was having a great time with my friends. With the very few friends I had, I might add. I wasn't really close to the stage but hey I was having a great time. It was the end of the concert and my friends and I were leaving, when someone grabs my arm and turns me around. 

"Hey would you like to come backstage with me?" I then realize that it was the lead singer of the band. "Um, sure." I say bye to my friends and follow him backstage. I just wondered why he picked me out of everyone on that damn crowd. He lets me meet the rest of the band members and take a few pictures.

The guy, who apparently his name was Bradley, seemed like he was at least twenty-six years old. We hung out for a little bit and all that jazz. He eventually had to leave for the night. That's when he pulled me aside, "So, you never told me your name," He said.

I smile a little, I don't know why though. "Saraya. My wrestling name is Britani Knight," I say, kind of embarrassed. He smiles at me. He then gives me a piece of paper with his number on it. "Call me," is all he says.

The next day I invited him to a wrestling show, not expecting him to show up. He did come to watch me. Eventually we started dating. Stupid me for dating an older man when I'm eighteen. He was very nice to me. We slept together when he was in England or when I was in the states doing wrestling shows.

But one night, things got really bad. He beat me up for no reason and then proceeded to drug me. This drug ended up knocking me out for a little bit. I got knocked out at about 11:30 at night. I woke up the next morning around 8:30, not knowing what had happened.  I knew something was wrong.

I sat up and saw that I had no clothes on and my head was hurting like mad. Yes, he raped me. I tried to at least put on some clothes and leave, but he proceeded to beat me. I went home crying that day and just told my parents a lie so I wouldn't have to wrestle that night. 

Several weeks later, I wasn't feeling well and had no idea why. But then again, I got sick all the time so I didn't think about it. I never spoke to Bradley again. Apparently he was using me out of anger since his real girlfriend cheated on him. Anyway, I wrestled being the person I am. And I still don't remember this very well but I got hit somewhere and blacked out.

I guess the pain was very intense. My dad had to carry me to the back and my mum took me home. I went to work the next day, just feeling like shit. I ended up in the bathroom puking for maybe thirty minutes for no reason. One of the nice girls at work came in to check on me. She was maybe twenty-three years old. Her name was Jessica.

She gave me a pregnancy test, which kind of confused me at first. Then I remembered what I tried to forget. I took, did what I had to do and just sat in the stall and waited. As the three minutes go by, I had so much on my mind. My life could change with this little thing. Jess stayed with me, which was nice.

When I checked the test, my nightmare had come true. It was positive. I just fucking cried like a bitch. I didn't know what to do. My emotions were all over the place. I was scared, mad, and kind of happy. I didn't tell my parents. Jess was the only one that knew.

I did wrestle since I wasn't going to tell my parents. Bradley came back several weeks later and beat me up and I had to tell him. Then he regretted beating me and I just told him to fuck off. No one could tell so that was good. I ended up having a miscarriage. It was kind of bitter sweet. I was excited that I would not have the bastard's kid, but sad since I wanted to be a mum.

Then after I moved to the states, I ended up having a cyst surgically removed. I may never be able to have kids. That's what terrifies me the most. I eventually want to be a mum but I may never have that chance. I will only tell my parents and Seth when timing is right. I obviously told Stephanie but that's different. She helped me through so much, so I had to explain things to her.

Now that you know the story I can explain what is currently happening. So Bradley has been following me since I moved to the states. He would always know where I was staying, what flights I was taking, sometimes he would know my schedule. I don't know how he figures all of this out. But now it's gone way too far.

Showing up in my home country, showing up at the event, coming to my parent's show when I wrestled there for a night. No just no. I mean, Stephanie and Hunter are trying the best they can to keep him away from any shows but somehow he made it to this one. 

I'm just afraid that he'll kidnap me and beat me or rape me again. Eventually it will happen and I won't be able to anything about it. But sooner or later, I will have to go up to him and ask him why he is going through all of this. He knows I don't love him and shit. He needs to get that in his mind. He has a life outside of just stalking me.

If he doesn't back off soon, shit is going to get real...

A/N: Hey guys! So I had this idea before I watched Total Divas when Paige revealed that she was pregnant and miscarried. Sure, there might be somethings that sound similar to it but I'm writing this chapter because she said this. I had actually had a feeling Paige really had been pregnant at a young age, I don't know why I had this feeling though. This Bradley person is not suppose to be her ex boyfriend either. Obviously, none of this is true so. I hope you like this chapter. Please comment and vote. Bye for now my fellow readers! :)