Who Would've Thought (WWE Fanfiction)

Chapter Thirteen

Angel's POV

When Sansha and I finally landed in Miami I called a cab and we rode to Sansha's place. Within thirty minutes, we left to get my stuff from my place.

There was no sign of Jason when we arrived. Thank goodness, I thought to myself. I unlocked the door and started packing.

"Sansha, maybe we can get this done quicker if we work in different rooms."

"Yea, I'll start on the closets." Sansha said.

"I'll be in the bedroom."

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After a hour of packing, everything seems to be packed and arranged in the car. Sansha and I ran throughout the house to make sure nothing was left behind. Before I could find Sansha so we could leave, I was startled by Jason's voice.

"About time you come get your shit!"

"I was just leaving so-"

"No, not yet. You leave when I say so." Jason said blocking the door.

"You don't tell me what to do!" I say as I push past Jason.

"You've always been so hardheaded." Jason grumbled and grabbed my arm.

"Don't touch me. Let me go or I'll-"

"Or what? What you gonna do, huh? You gonna call your punkass boyfriend?"

"Punk is a much better man than you! You could learn a thing or two from him! He's more of a man than you could ever dream of being. You're nothing but a self-centered, controlling, lying son of a-" Before I could finish my rant Jason slapped me. So hard that I fell to the floor. He pulled me to my feet and pushed me against the wall with his face inches away from mine.

"He's no better than me or anyone else. He thinks that he is so pure because he's straight edge. It's pitiful. Look at us babe, look around you, everything thing that we built is crumbling to the ground! For what? Why is it that this happened? I blame you." I tried to hold back my rage-filled tears as I stared at the delusional monster in front of me. I could taste the blood as it flowed from my busted lip. I tried to fight back. I wished that it was just one huge horrible dream, but it never ended. He just continued to push me against the wall until he suddenly fell to the floor. Sansha stood in front of me while holding the vase she just cracked on Jason's head.