Well, this only took 2 years.

I don't know why it took me so long to update, but i was reading it today and decided there was much more to this story and I absolutely love this story and I'm excited to continue it :)

Two years older, two years wiser? We shall see lets keep going thanks for being patient!

17. Crash

Scarlett POV

` The tears started before I even made it through the curtain, I bit the bottom of my lip as hard as I could as I walked past the tech crew who were looking at me with what I presumed to be pity, I contemplated saying something but changed my mind immediately as I knew I would be incapable of making a complete sentence.

My heart was racing at a speed I had never felt before, for a split second I seriously considered the notion that something might be wrong, but d disregarded the thought as soon as it came. It was as if my heart was trying to keep time with the tears racing down my face.

"I need to get out of here" I whispered quietly to myself - this happens frequently, I'm one of those freaks who talk to themselves when I'm stressed out, back in the day when I would have frequent panic attacks I would sit alone for hours convincing myself that I was going to be okay. I repeated the phrase to myself over and over, but I didn't believe it, nothing I was saying was registering, every step felt like an eternity

I was well aware I looked like a hot mess, my makeup was shot to hell, I was sweating like I had just come out of a sauna, I was shaking like a leaf but I didn't care, I felt like the wind had been knocked out of me repeatedly. I kept my head down and avoided eye contact with anyone, all that was in my line of vision was a stream of feet and tiles.

Suddenly I walked right into something.

I jolted back and looked up, the concerned face in front of my inhaled a deep breath and extended a hand.

"Scar, come with me"

Randy looked at me with concern, he had seen my in one of these moods before and would in any other situation be the go to person to calm me down.

But not today.

"R-Randy, I just n- need to be alone for a m-minute okay, please.."

"Scar your having a panic attack just come and sit down for a minute and we'll talk everything out okay I'm sure everything isn't that bad, everything probably has an explanation okay? Just trust me."

"N- No Randy just let me be okay, I can't-" I paused and looked around to see a sea of concerned faces, superstars and divas surrounding me, in true Scarlett Michaels fashion, the only concern at that moment for me was how stupid and pathetic I looked.

"Just leave me alone." I wiped underneath my eyes and started to walk away.

"Yeah, that's not happening." Randy grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards him. "Come with me Scarlett, it's okay"

I pulled away from him "IT'S NOT FUCKING OKAY!" I snapped and took a step back and looked around at everyone again "Nothing to see here people! Just a stupid bitch having her cheating fuck tard of a boyfriend exposed to her on live TV!" My voice started breaking again as soon as the word cheating escaped my lips

I started walking at a faster pace away from the crowd and could hear footsteps behind me

"SCARLETT!" Randy's voice echoed through the arena halls

I ignored him and walked faster, I didn't know where I was going I just knew I needed to be away from everybody and be alone in my misery

"FUCK SCARLETT STOP FOR A GODDAMN SECOND I'M TRYING TO HELP YOU" Randy's exasperated voice halted me.

"Oh you wanna help me?" I turned around, every word dissolving into a whimper "I don't want anyone's fucking help right now, I don't even know what the hell is going on, why would John do that to me?" I placed my hand on my chest trying to slow my rapid heartbeat, Randy took a step toward me but I put up my hand "All that stuff was true..."

"What stuff..." Randy's usual booming voice lowered to a whisper

I opened my mouth to answer him but I felt my heart expand to the point where it felt like it was going to burst, I swallowed a couple of times trying to regain my sense of self but it was to no avail.

Randy slowly walked toward me and looked at me "Did you know something was going on?

I shook my head, "I did-didn't know I mean I thought ...maybe I had heard about him and -" My voice failed as another round of emotion bubbled inside of my throat.

"Who Scarlett?" Randy's eyes lit up like a Christmas tree

"Nikki Bella." The words escaped and I regretted it as soon as they did

"Wh-What no baby she doesn't work here anymore" Randy put his arm around me but I pulled away again.

"N-No someone sent me a picture...but I -I didn't know if it was real.." I looked around almost for confirmation

"Wh..why didn't you say anythin-"

"BECAUSE I THOUGHT IT WAS A FUCKING JOKE RANDY!" At that moment it felt like my heart burst, I couldn't breathe.

"I- I need to.." I didn't give Randy a second look before I took off and ran into the women's washroom down the hall.

"SCARLETT!" Randy's voice followed me again but it meant nothing to me, my soul was broken. Everything I had been banking on disappeared

I collapsed onto the cold washroom floor, I pulled my knees up to my chest and took in another few breaths trying to feel somewhat okay again. I felt like a truck had hit me, my body felt broken, my mind was numb, my soul was gone. Everything I thought would be, sobbed louder than I ever had into my knees trying to block out the images I had of John with anyone other than me.

As I sobbed there was only thought crossing my mind

I would''ve preferred the truck.

Randy POV

"SCARLETT!" I pounded on the washroom door again

I ran a hand through my short hair and exhaled sharply, I could hear Scarlett sobbing through the door harder than I had ever heard someone sob before, to the outsider it may seem like Scarlett was overreacting a little, people cheat all the time and manage to pull themselves together and move on.

Unfortunately getting Scarlett to open up to anyone and let them into her heart was nearly impossible, her entire life had consisted of putting up walls around herself to keep people from seeing what was really going on inside.

John had managed to tear down those wall

For five years she had let him in, let him see her most vulnerable moments and finally allowed herself to love for real, to let herself be taken care of by someone else.

John might as well have driven a stake through Scarlett's heart and left her for dead.

"Scar please open the door, I'll drive you to the hotel and you can be alone." I pleaded with her, people were starting to pack up the equipment and most of the superstars had left for the night, I had thought I had seen her upset before, I've helped her through the panic attacks she used to have before performing, I've helped her calm down when she felt wasn't pretty enough to hang with the rest of the divas...

The look Scarlett had in her eyes when she looked at me tonight was something I've never seen.

"RANDY! OH THANK GOD!"

I recognized the voice immediately, I dug my nails into the palm of my hand trying to keep my cool.

"Where's Scarlett?! I've been searching for over an hour and no one will tell me where she is?!"

I narrowed my eyes at him and pursed my lips, I pointed towards the washroom door. He opened his mouth to say something but i held up my hand in protest signalling him to listen.

John stopped in his tracks and listened as the sounds of Scarlett's sobs filled the air. I could see his face drop

Fuck, fuck, fuck!" John threw his hands up in the air and began to pace "Randy, man you have to believe me those pictures are not what they seem to be, their totally innocent Scarlett knows that-"

"That's not why she's upset." I glared at him

John frowned "b-but then what -"

"What were you doing with Nikki Bella, John?" I made sure to meet his eyes as I spoke

John's usually confident and strong face fell, he opened his mouth to speak and then closed it

"I'm waiting!" I snapped

"Look Randy whatever your thinking happened, didn't it's a long ass story I can explain to both of you-"

"Get the hell out of my sight before I kill you." My voice didn't even sound like me anymore

Tears began to reach the surface of John's eyes "No, No Randy it's not like that! It's all staged it was Vince's idea I swear to God, I can explain everything I'm not with her! It's all a fucking show it's not-"

"GET OUT OF MY FACE JOHN!" I felt my own tears burn at the back of my eyes, John was like my brother. I'd do anything for him but right now I couldn't look at him, and it broke my heart.

Desperation plastered onto John's face as more tears began to form "Randy, I fucking swear it's not what you guys are thinking!"

"Get out." I swallowed back the emotion in my voice and turned away. "Get out of here now"

END OF CHAPTER!

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