Three months later after Dave Batista kidnapped Melina Perez and kept her to himself. When Melina finally makes it out with her.. Surprise.. She finds her dangled over John Morrison's arm.. Melina cant cope with her life anymore.. Will anything ever be the same after Dave's work?

A/N;; Sequel to 'Save My Soul'! I'm not saying that Dave Batista is anything like I'm making him out to be. For this story to work he has to be the way that he is.

Disclaimer;; I don't own Melina Perez. I don't own Dave Batista. I don't own John Morrison/Nitro. I don't own any other Superstars i mention. I don't own any songs i may mention.

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Melina sat in Dave's basement, a gag securely around her mouth to prevent her from screaming for help over and over again. That was a risk 'The Animal' was not willing to take, ever. Melina closed her eyes and tugged at the ropes that kept her feet and hands tied to the chair she was sitting on, whimpering quietly as the ropes rubbed against the sore skin on her wrists, closing her eyes tighter as she felt the fresh tears spring into her eyes, refusing to let them fall through. She had been there for just under four months now. No one knew. No one probably cared. They didn't know she was sitting there in Dave's basement, struggling to keep her life day in and day out. No one knew any of it.. She let her head face downwards as she sat there, her shoulders slumped as her greasy hair fell over her face to cover the hand bruises that covered the sides of her face. She had bruises covering nearly every part of her skin, inside and out, after Dave's repeated violations and abuse. He found it fun. She found it life risking in her condition. She was loosing more weight by the day after only eating once a day, which was only a slice of bread which she only was given for 2 minutes before it being taken away from her again. She had rips in all of her clothes and knife cuts slightly against her skin, from when Dave had just got a little too over excited on her beating, not that he gave a damn about how much he hurt her anyway. She was his. She was never leaving. Never.. Melina closed her eyes again and reluctantly let a tear fall from her eye and drop down onto the concrete floor below her. She struggled against the ropes again before crying out at the pain from where the ropes rubbed roughly against her bruises and cuts on her skin. She closed her eyes and kept them shut tightly as she sat there, the silence echoing through her ears, slowly driving her more insane by the moment. She needed to get out of there, find somewhere she could escape.. Even though it could mean getting herself killed. It was worth trying than being in his hell for any longer. Melina snapped her eyes open and stiffened, tensing up massively at the sound of the basement door being unlocked and the door opening. Her eyes moved around her surroundings like crazy as she waited for him to come downstairs, waiting for him to hit her over and over again until he felt like the man his soul begged him to become more of.
"Hey sweetcheeks." Dave purred as he ran a thumb over her cheek and smirking to himself. "Ready for another game?" He purred as he ran a knife blade over the skin on her arm lightly, smirking as he watched Melina squirm.
Melina knew one thing for sure, he had lost his mind.. He had officially gone insane, and he was still aloud to work for WWE. Melina cringed and shivered as Dave motioned their 'game'. It wasn't a game at all. It was just what he called her beating to get a good kick of a laugh from it.
One thing Melina knew for certain. She needed to escape from there, and fast. She needed to save the both of them.. Herself..

And hers and John's baby.

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A/N;; Sorry it's so short. Just a starter so you know what's happened since last fanfic..