Author's Note- I'm excited to start this fic because it won't be as fluffy as my fics usually are and I wanna see if I can write other genres beside fluff lol!
I was inspired by the song Face Down by The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus and I'm thinking of maybe putting the song in one or more chapters, but that's undecided at the moment.
So I hope you all enjoy this fic!
Macy's POV
I laid on the floor of our guest room, huddled in the fetal position, fearful of the door opening.
I could hear him in our room with one of his co-workers, so I knew for the moment I was safe.
I could feel the bruises starting to form and I could still taste the blood in my mouth.
Few minutes later the door opened and light flooded the dark guest room. Then I felt his arms around me and him whispering frantically "I'm sorry Macy, I'm so sorry. I love you so much and I swear to you I will never, EVER hurt you again. Please Macy... I'm so sorry."
"I know Chris," I said weakly "I know you didn't mean it."
He smiled and said "I love you."
"Love you too" he whispered.
"Now lets get out of this room and I'll make you some food."
"Okay."
With that said he picked me up and carried me out of the guest room.
Randy's POV
"I'm sorry Mickie," I said "But we're over."
"Why?" she asked angrily.
"You cheated on me! How do you expect us to be together if I can't trust you?"
"You can trust me Randy!"
"No I can't. I'm sorry, but I'm done with you."
"Whatever," she snapped "You're a lousy lay anyway."
"Well now I know what matters most to you" I said sadly before walking away.
That's it. I've had it with women. They use me and think that it's okay. It's not okay. Just because I'm a man and a professional wrestler automatically makes them assume that I have no feelings. They're wrong.
I've had it with superficial women.
Hopefully if I ever decide to give a relationship another try, the girl I fall for will be real, honest, and trustworthy.
I feel so bad for both of them already and it's only chapter 1!
So what do you think? Good start?
Review please!