The Viper's Fangs[WWE]

Chapter 5-Reflect and Assess

Nicole P.O.V.

   I woke up this morning feeling numb to it all. It had been a solid week since I had found out that Chris was a lying scumbag and no words could describe the pain that I felt in my heart. So many years of dedication just thrown out the fucking window...well for me. He never took our relationship seriously like I did. I was loyal to him! I was the best girlfriend I could possibly be! All this time I have been so stupidly naive.

For years, I have always been considered the smart one of my family. I graduated from UCLA where I got a Bachelors degree in accounting and finance to work at a bank. Miraculously enough, my family worked hard enough to manage to get me into school since I was the only one going to college. Erin, Angel, Esme, Mom, and I worked late hours to get the money. I remember coming home with my back aching in agony from working so hard.

It is utterly humiliating how far I have fallen from grace. How could I be so smart but so stupid at the same time? All it took was one smile and I threw all my logic aside because someone offered me attention. He had filled my needs of being wanted or needed that I didn't realize I was being used.

My siblings have always treat me like I am so small and frail. I have always pretended it never bothered me but to be completely honest it has. Erin and Esme are five years older than me so I have always been significantly younger than them. To make matters worse, I look like a splitting image of the mother we had lost so they have always hated seeing me sad or upset in anyway. It is a nice sentiment sure to want to take care of their baby sister but I don't think they realized how much they made me feel left out.

A lot of Mexican siblings have no chill. They roughhouse with one another while teasing one another nonstop. Esme and Erin are an example of this, they would actually slug one another while taunting the other twin to egg them on. Even Angel has been included from time to time depending if she was ready for a scrap.

When I had left accounting and signed up for the WWE, Esme had already made her mark as an icon. She was the trainee of DX that everyone absolutely adored. The entire roster respected her or to say the very least, feared her. Esme walked down the halls with such confidence that it caused heads to turn her way.

So when I entered the WWE, all I ever was known as was 'Es Aravin's kid sister'. Despite Esme being well respected, she wasn't the best at making friends other than the people Hunter hung around with. So many things about her were a mystery so people started using me as an 'Esme Wikipedia' because they were too afraid to ask her herself. Even when Angel joined people would ask her as well because nobody knew a lot about Esme. Although Angel hardly minded since she is a big social butterfly.

I guess the reason why I like Chris is because he didn't baby me like my siblings do. He treated me like an adult but I was so desperate for attention that I didn't even realize that any man could have given me attention. Everything that Chris gave me was arguably what any person had given me. The problem was that I am extremely shy so I have a hard time making friends. So having anyone stop and try to talk to me made me happy.

Just as I was thinking to myself, I could hear a knock at my bedroom door. It must have been Angel telling me that she got us lunch because she has gotten into the habit of doing that. We may be rooming together but I really haven't felt like leaving my room. So she just leaves food on my dresser for me to eat when I feel like getting up.

"Come in." I say grimly, not wanting to get up from my bed.

"Hey." Esme smiles warily as she pokes her head through the door.