Ashley
It's been a week since Joe said he wasn't ready for a relationship, I thought we'd still be friends but I guess not. I've got to focus, Extreme rules is tomorrow and I've got a championship match against Bayley. It's also an extreme rules match so anything goes, I would be lying to say that I am not nervous. I haven't held the Smackdown championship for almost a year, I cannot mess this up. I'm a face and Bayley's a heel, I finally have the chance to get the wwe universe on my side for once so I'm pretty siked for this match. I've been training so much, I'm only stopping training today to go with Becky and Colby to the doctors. I'm nervous about that too, I've lost my focus and I need to regain it quickly if I want to win this Sunday.

"Ready Becks?"

She timidly nodded her head and I know something is wrong.

"Tell me what's the matter?"

"I'm fine, just feeling a bit sick that's all."

"You sure that's all it is?"

"Yep, we'll be late if we don't leave now."

"You go get yourself in the car and I'll grab Colby from upstairs."

I know Colby doesn't want to go through with this, I can see how much he wants this baby and it does hurt me to see. Luckily for me when I turned he was coming up behind me.

"Ash, I don't think I can sit through this."

"It's what she wants Colby, we have to be there for her."

"I know."

He shook his head in defeat as he left their house, I'm driving because Becky and Colby have too much on their minds right now. I can see how scared Becky looks, I want to say something but I don't want her thinking I don't support her.

Narrator
"So Rebecca we will start with a sonogram to see how far along you are so we can see what method will be best."

The machine came to life and Becky sunk further into the bed, the nurse started the scan and turned on the heartbeat monitor. With every beat Becky got more and more hesitant, she finally had enough when her little baby came on the screen.

"I'm sorry, I can't do this."

She grabbed some towel and walked out crying.

Ashley
I walked out after her and Colby was not far behind.

"I couldn't do it, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I understand. You want to keep this baby and I'm so happy for you."

"I just couldn't, I heard the heartbeat and when I saw it appear I realised I was making a big mistake. Maybe I can have this baby..."

"You'll be a great mother."

I moved away so Colby could talk to her, as I moved away my phone started to ring.

"Hello?"

"Ashley Fliehr?"

"That's me!"

"You haven't been laying your bills or your rent. The baylifts are on there way to your house."

"What?!?"

"Ms Fliehr I'm sorry."

"I'm on my way."

I jumped into the car and started the engine, I put my foot on the gas and drove as quickly as I legally could home. There were big moving vans in-front of my house, I saw a snotty looking man holding a clipboard standing in-front of one of the vans. I got out of the car and slammed the door out of pure anger.

"I pay all my bills!"

"According to these records you haven't payed them since early 2019, I understand you've been through a tra~"

"Don't you dare! I pay all my bills, I've got the records to prove that. But now I probably won't be able to find them because I've got your men touching all my stuff!"

"Take the car too!"

"No, it's not mine. It's my friends, if you take that you'll be breaking the law!"

I pulled up my online banking on my phone and showed the guy all my recent billing information.

18th July Bills & Taxes - £2000

"Now you show me your proof!"

"Ms Fliehr do not raise your voice at me, I'm just doing my job and so are the boys."

"So me proof!"

"I'll have to call the police if you keep shouting at me."

He can't take my stuff, nor my house without expecting me to fight for it.

"Leave my stuff, take back the house."

"What?"

"Leave my stuff and take the fucking house!"

"Ms Fliehr last warning!"

"What I'm giving you what you want, my stuff means far to much to me. So you put it down and take back the house."

I just about managed to distract him to grab the clipboard from his hands. I read the entire thing and it was a load of rubbish. I pulled out my phone and called the police, this guy is trying to scam me! He slapped the phone out of my hands and one of the big guys picked me up. I was screaming for him to put me down but he just carried me inside, he threw me down and my shoulder hit the wood with a thud. I writhed in pain as he just stood over me.

"I'll be taking your stuff!"

I just about managed to kick the guy in the nuts.

"Fucking kill her!"

All four of the 'bay-lifters' came in and started to beat the shit out of me, I've tried to fight back but there's just to many. One of them pinned me down and made me watch as the scumbag and his clipboard smashed the frame and ripped up the only photo I have of my little boy.

"NOOOO!"

They kept beating me up until I was almost dead, I have multiple cuts and bruises and this guy is leaving with everything. He's taken everything, I'm not even going to be able to compete tomorrow. Fuck.

"Ashley?"

"What the fuck? ASHLEY!!!"

I felt someone lift me up slightly, everything hurts.

"I'm here now..."

"...Joe...?"

He placed his forehead to mine and he just let me cry and be angry, I'm so so pissed and I'm so upset.

"We should get you to the hospital."

"I'm okay..."

"No, no your not."

I moved slightly and winced as a wave of pain convulsed through my body.

"I'll carry you to my car."

"I can walk, I'm fine honestly Joe just go home."

"Of course I'm not going to do that, just let me help you or you'll only end up getting even more hurt. Don't even think about competing tomorrow, especially with it being extreme rules."

He got up and lifted me into a fireman's carry, it hurt a lot but I wasn't going to tell Joe that. He put me in his car and I could feel the blood starting to drip off my chin.

"It's better to be safe then sorry."

"Yeah I suppose."

He passed me a tissue and then started the car, we arrived at the ER and it was surprisingly quiet. I was seen too very quickly and I have bruised ribs, a dislocated shoulder and some cuts. They've put me on morphine so they can put my shoulder back into place, luckily it's only 10:00am so it'll wear off by 2 ish so I will hopefully be able to compete tomorrow. Joe has just left the room so now I decide to ask the doctor.

"Do you reckon I'll be able to compete tomorrow?"

"Compete?"

"Wrestling."

"Yes, but you'll have to take things easy. Especially with your shoulder and your ribs, I do not advise though as you could end up with a more serious injury."

"Right, So I've got lots to think about then."

"The morphine will be kicking in so soon we will be putting your shoulder back into place. You're lucky you didn't break your collarbone, you would be out of wrestling for months."

"Yeah I'm glad it isn't much worse then this."

After five minutes Joe was back and they popped it back into place, it hurt a little but I held joes hand so it wasn't that bad.

"Right Ashley that's all, goodbye."

I slid my jacket on carefully and shifted off the bed, I feel pain I'll but walk through it. I made my way to Joe's car and climbed in. Every part of me hurts, I have no idea how I'll be able to fight tomorrow. But I have to find some way.

"You be careful and if you need anything I'm just over the road."

"Thanks..."

I made my way through my pretty stripped household and I realised that they had also taken my bed.

"Bastards!"

I heard joe running back towards me.

"What's happening? You good?"

"Yep, they just took my bed."

"You can stay at mine, I've got a guest room."

"Thank you, means a lot."

"Let's get you over there, I'll make us some lunch and you can go rest."

I smiled at him and he carried be back over to his house, we often caught each other's gaze which left one of us flustered.

"I'll let you rest, I'll call you when foods ready."

"Thanks. Night then."

He laughed before responding with 'night'.