Don't Let Me Go

Chapter 1:

Hayden's POV:

I walked through the arena doors. I was wearing a pair of white jeans with a blue top on. I had sparkly blue high heels that matched my sparkly blue iPhone case. I had red lipstick and silver eyeshadow on with some mascara.

Tonight I would make my debut on Monday Night Raw. I was headed to Stephanie's office to sign a few papers to confirm that I am a Diva and Superstar. Yes I wrestle both men and women.

As I was walking, I was on my phone not really caring where I was going, when I ran straight into someone's chest falling on my ass.

"Watch where the hell your going bitch." I growled.

"You were the one who ran into me." A raspy voice said walking past me. I stood back up dusting my ass off.

"Thanks for the help dickhead." I mumbled loud enough for him to hear. I started walking when my arm was pulled back and I was spun around.

"What did you jus- Hayden?" I then looked up to see the man who ripped my heart out and stomped it on the ground repeatedly. It was Jon. The tears started coming.

"Um sorry. Wrong person I don't know a Hayden. Um I got to go." He wouldn't let my arm go though.

"Bean, I know that's you. You never were a good liar. Why didn't you ever answer my calls?" He asked using my nickname that only he used. Tears were threatening to fall.

Hayden don't. Don't let him know he hurt you. No. Don't. Stop. No.

And then a tear fell bit I quickly wiped it away.

"Why didn't I answer you? Ha. You want to know fucking why? How about the fact that I fucking loved you and I gave you everything only for you to throw it right back in my fucking face. You hurt me. Hell I was betrayed. I fucking trusted you. But thanks to you, I know I can't trust anyone these days. I can only trust myself. So tell me, am I fucking lying now bitch?" I was beyond pissed.

He was taken back by my sudden outburst. This quickly changed to anger.

"You have changed so fucking much Hayden. I mean look at you. You look like a hooker. You have fucking 12 inch heels on, you got your huge tits hanging out, your jeans are showing off your huge ass. I mean can I say SLUT. How do your parents let you leave the house like that? I would be ashamed if you were my daughter. You never even let me fucking explain what happened. You just fucking left me. Why? So you could go kiss daddy's rich ass so you could get some new shoes? Some new hooker outfits." I was so shocked.

I literally was on the verge of tears. Here they come. A few tears fell. I looked up at him.

"You have no idea what I went threw when you cheated on me with that whore I called a friend. After you left I got so depressed I pushed everyone away! I started drinking every night! Hell I was raped and assaulted! My parents were murdered! My sister moved to Florida! Nikki and Brie left for WWE! I had no one! I was a drunk ass bitch! And it's all because of you! I can't believe you would call me a slut! I am far from it honey. Do me a favor and LEAVE ME ALONE! Haven't you done enough damage to me in my life!" I screamed with tears streaming down my cheeks. His face softened.

"Hay-" I just turned and walked off. I have to find Stephanie's office.

After about five minutes of walking I found her office. I knocked on the door and heard a muffled come in. I opened the door to get smuggled into a hug by her.

"OMG. I can't tell you how happy we are to have you joining us here Miss. Savage- Have you been crying? Oh sweetie what's wrong?" She asked concerned.