Zander

Chapter 3

People: After six years together, #ZanderAnoai and #Tiffany have called it quits for good. A tearful Tiffany went onto Instagram to cry about her love for Zander and how he never loved her back. Although fans felt sorry for the heartbroken model, they were quick to slam her for trying to play innocent when she knew what Zander was like. Zander has always been open about who he is and has never once been dishonest. When asked about the breakup, Zander seemed unbothered and stated that 'that's just part of life'.

Let us know what you think of this whole fiasco.

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This is the third night that I am waking up alone and I can actually admit to missing Tiffany. She is always the first thing that I see in the morning and the moments that we share are ones that I truly enjoy.

"No morning sex for me." I scoff to myself as I pull the covers off my body. I put my feet on the ground and I push myself off the bed, standing to my full height of six foot three.

My morning routine flows pretty easily and I'm out the house by 7.20am. I don't have to be at work till 2pm but I can't stand being alone in my house.

I don't even have a fucking pet. 

I'm just alone out here.

"Are y'all seriously done?" Colby asks me as we finish up at the gym. Not knowing where to go, I headed straight to the gym where I spent the last two hours.

"Yeah, we're done." I bluntly respond, not wanting to talk about Tiffany anymore.

"Six years, man." He gives me a look. "We all thought that you was going to propose."

"I was." I answer truthfully. 

Colby pulls a face.

I know he doesn't believe me so I pull out my phone and I start scrolling through my gallery. I ignore the images of Tiffany and the random nudes that appear in my camera roll. I come to a stop after I spot the image of me holding the engagement ring that I purchased for Tiffany.

"Here." I hand him the phone and he gasps.

"Shit man." He hands me back my phone. "I'm sorry dude."

"What are you sorry about?" I roll my eyes at him. "Shit happens, it's all a part of life. I didn't get to propose and that's alright, shit happens."

"Do you miss her?" Colby continues with the questions and I sigh as we leave the gym. We pass a group of girls who sigh in our direction but I ignore them.

"I didn't at first but after a couple of days, everything is just hitting me. She is the first person that I see when I wake up, we always cherish our morning time together. That's when she gets the nicest version of me." I rub the back of my neck. "I miss showering with her but whatever, I'm not going to cry about it."

"When did you become like this?" We stop by my car. 

"Like what?" I give him a weird look as I unlock my car. 

"So cold." I chuck my bag in the back. "You never seem to care or give a fuck."

"No one has ever given a fuck about me." I tell him, honestly. "I've been neglected my whole life, I learned to carry on and I learned to stop giving a fuck. As long as I do the shit that I came to do then nobody should give shit about the stuff that I do in my free time. I make the WWE more money than they could ever imagine, I bust my ass off to make sure that every performance is better than the last."

I pause for a moment as I find myself getting riled up.

"Nobody does shit for me, even now." I press my hand on his chest and I push him back. "And it fucking hurts but I ain't going to cry because it's nothing new."

"Dude, I'm so sorry." Colby tries to hug me but I shake my head. 

"I'll see you at work later." I tell him as I get in my car and peel out of the parking spot.

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The girl nexts to me pants and I roll my eyes at the noise as I start dressing myself. The girl tries to say something but she can barely get anything out because I went rough on her.

"I know." I sigh. "It was the best sex of your life. You are welcome."

I ignore her attempts of trying to get out of the bed and I give her one final nod before leaving her apartment.

After leaving her place, I race back to mine to shower before heading straight to work. Halfway through the show, I decided to head back to the locker room to relax before my match.

I filmed two promos and I'm already beat. I shouldn't have given that woman my all before the show cause now I'm slacking and it's making me mad.

"Zander." I stop in my tracks, I remember that annoying voice. "You know who I am."

Of course.

I inwardly grown as I turn back to see the girl that I used to fuck with during my highschool days.

"Damn." I let out a low whistle as I check her out, she has definitely filled out since our highschool days. "Do a turn for me."

"I'm not your dog."

I roll my eyes, "Why are you here? Better yet, how did you get back here?"

"I'm supplying clothes for one of the wrestlers on the female division." I give her a blank look. "I'm styling Lana in my pieces."

"Then go style her." I turn to head into the locker room but Maya grabs my arm. "Maya, I'm not going to date you."

"Did those words leave my lips?" I smirk as I turn back to face her. "I just wanted to check up on you. You've been making a lot of negative headlines this year and I read that you broke up with your girlfriend of six years."

I shrug my shoulders, "Life." 

"But how are you doing?" She takes a step closer and our chests are now touching. "You've never been with a girl that long, this breakup must be affecting you."

I place my hands on her hips, pulling her even closer. "Just what do you want?"

"You."

I smirk as I push the door to the locker room open, "Come in."

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HollyTea: Zander Anoa'i was spotted leaving the WWE show with his highschool sweetheart, Maya Richards who owns a boutique on Melrose Avenue. No one knows what the pair were up to but Maya was spotted leaving his Bel Air home in the early hours wearing nothing but his merch.