Chapter 25

Standing up from the bench once his boots were tied, Bray's face remained oddly neutral, not giving anything away. "You comin' out there?" He had a feeling if Eviana did, this match wouldn't go in his favor and THAT wasn't an option.

"I'm not going out there."

Suddenly flying out the door past Bray, Eviana ran down the hallway as fast as she could toward gorilla position. Her time with Bray had officially ended, he just didn't know it yet. Spotting Jon standing near the entrance, Eviana ran into his arms and crashed into his chest, hugging him as tightly as she could muster up.

"Tell me you love me." She demanded tearfully, trembling from head to toe and buried her face in his t-shirt covered chest, not remembering ever being this scared in her life.

Jon wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly and buried his face in her hair, the smell of gardenias permeating the air. "I love you, Evie." He said fiercely, pulling back and claimed her mouth in a passionate searing kiss, pouring everything he had into it. Every emotion, every ounce of love, wanting her to truly believe he did love her unconditionally. "I'm coming back and it'll be as the winner." Running a finger down her cheek lovingly, Jon could see the fear in her eyes and rested his forehead against hers. "Trust in me, please."

"I've never stopped trusting in you, Jon." She whispered, caressing his face with the back of her hand and shut her eyes the moment his music hit. "Go kick his ass."

Kissing him one last time, Eviana watched Jon storm through the curtain and up the few stairs before entering the arena, the fans exploding in cheers for him. It did her heart good. Bray couldn't hold a candle to him, no matter what he did or how hard he tried. Jon was the best thing going on the WWE roster currently and if the higher-ups didn't see that, they were fools. Ignoring Bray bypassing her, Eviana had her eyes glued on the monitor and clasped her hands together in front of her, pressing them to her nose. All she could do was pray and hope Jon had what it took to take Bray Wyatt out and reclaim her contract.

Jon was all business while waiting on Bray in the ring, pacing back and forth, shouting for him to make his entrance. Suddenly, the lights went out and the 'Fireflies' in the audience came out, which were people holding their lit cell phones in the air. It was the same thing they did back in the day when Undertaker came out, only it was lighters instead of cell phones. Bray held his patent lantern while slowly making his way down the ramp to the ring, bright blues glowing in the small light. His eyes never once left Ambrose, both men ready to tear each other apart.

Not waiting for Bray to fully make it to the ring, Jon slid under the bottom rope and went on the immediate attack and met Bray halfway up the aisle. Punches were thrown instantly while slowly working their way back to the ring, neither getting the upper hand in the beginning. Each intent on killing the other and it was all for Eviana. Bray growled when Ambrose shoved him away, preventing him from doing Sister Abigail early on outside of the ring. He turned around, snarling at the defiant gaze Ambrose gave off and they started circling each other in the ring. His icy blues searched out a weakness, becoming infuriated to find not a single one.

Eviana smiled through her tears in the back, seeing the look of pure hatred and determination in Jon's eyes, the predatory look, and knew Bray would be in for a very long night. He was going to destroy Bray Wyatt slowly, methodically, and make him pay for everything he'd done to Eviana. The rape and abuse. He deserved to be wheeled out of the arena on a stretcher and sent to the ICU.

"Come on, Jon!" She cheered, jumping whenever he knocked Bray down on the mat.

Revolving on the spot, Jon never once took his eyes off the enemy. He darted to the side when Bray lunged, whirling trying to keep a quick pace going. What kind of cat and mouse game was Bray playing with him? Then, Jon dropped to a knee, the other kicked out from beneath him and groaned in pain. He instantly clutched it, trying to get the blood to flow back into it and groaned again as Bray's fists of fury pounded relentlessly down on him. Bray had a sadistic smirk on his face, quickly capitalizing and darted forward, grabbing Jon by his head to raise him to his feet. Catapulting Jon into a corner, Bray leapt onto the ropes like a cat and threw heavier punches at the man's head, knowing fully well Eviana was watching this. Her little boy toy was getting his backside handed to him at the hands of the Eater of Worlds!

Covering her mouth with her hand, Eviana felt tears instantly cascade down her cheeks and gripped the table tightly in front of her the monitor rested on. It was also keeping her from falling over, eyes wide. Every fist landing on Jon was a punch directly to her heart. Bray was doing it on purpose, hurting Jon to teach her a lesson! Feeling faint suddenly, Eviana pressed a hand to her forehead and mentally shook herself.

"Jon, please don't lose…" After regaining her poise, Eviana could only watch and sucked in a sharp breath, trying to calm her racing heart and pulse. She had to trust him. "Just trust him." She whispered encouragingly, nodding to remain calm and hated how Bray had the upper hand in the match right now.

Jon groggily shook his head, wincing at the blows and brought his own fists up, shoving Bray away to try getting to his feet. He had to bring the big man to his knees and going for the legs was the first priority. Bray outweighed him by several pounds, but Jon had more muscle unlike his opponent. Shaking his head again, Jon tried clearing out the cobwebs in his brain and groaned, ducking to miss another blow to his head. He couldn't take too many more of those or else he'd end up knocked out on his feet. Not having time when Bray charged at him again, Jon ducked a clothesline and turned on the balls of his feet. A second later, Bray was sent over the top rope to spill on the mats outside of the ring, hitting the barricade with a loud sickening thud. Vaulting over the top rope, Jon took advantage and flew through the air, landing a devastating crushing elbow right into Bray's chest, driving the oxygen out of his lungs.

"Damn that hurt!" Bray growled out, rolling away from Jon, only to be grabbed from behind and pulled his body up.

That was a mistake. Bray immediately drove his knee right into Jon's lower extremities and since it was a TLC match, anything went. Jon groaned out in pain, immediately teetering away from Bray and pressed his legs together, cursing under his breath. Fists of fury from Bray began once more, connecting repeatedly to Jon's head and he could see the crazed look in the big man's eyes.

"That bastard just low-blowed him!" Eviana cried out, pointing to the replay and felt her anger begin skyrocketing, shaking her head.

She forgot it was a TLC match and the only way to win was a pin or submission. Tables, ladders, chairs could be used…Eviana took a deep breath when a pair of hands landed on her shoulders. She didn't have to turn around to see it was Meena offering her silent support alongside Joe. When she saw Bray going for a steel chair under the ring, Eviana lost all rationality and took the first chair she could find, bolting through the gorilla position out to the ring before anyone had a chance to stop her. Meena's screams echoed behind her, but Eviana was more focused on stopping Bray from winning this match. He would not win unless it was over her dead body.

"King, who the hell is THAT?!" One of the commentators of the pay-per-view, JBL –John Bradshaw Layfield- demanded, eyes wide at the woman rushing down the ramp and knew it wasn't scripted for her to come out here.

"I don't know." Jerry 'The King' Lawler sounded stunned, looking at Michael Cole to see if he knew anything. He didn't. "She is beautiful though, whoever she is."

"Does she have a steel chair?" Michael Cole pointed out the obvious, glancing over at Lillian Garcia, the ring announcer, to see if she knew what was going on.

Lillian merely shrugged, looking clueless like everyone else.

Somehow, Jon found a way to reach under the ring while Bray continued laying the blows in harshly, connecting the top of a ladder with his face. Bray immediately stumbled back holding his face and that gave Jon the opening he needed, picking the ladder up launching it to smack Bray's shoulder. It drove Bray to his knees and Jon quickly kicked him in the face, making Bray lose his footing landing on his backside. Pulling Bray up by his long dark hair, Jon rammed him face first into the steel post of the ring several times followed by shoving Bray right back into the rings of the ladder. Another sickening smack echoed throughout the arena.

Bray leaned over the barricade by now, holding his bleeding forehead and gritted his teeth in pain. "Fuckin' hell…"

Eviana stopped by the announcer's table when she saw Jon gain the upper hand of the match and dropped the chair in her hand near Jerry. She smiled grimly at the sight of blood running down Bray's forehead and nose, clapping her hands excitedly wanting him to bleed like a stuffed pig. Not one ounce of remorse filled her body while watching Jon take advantage, knowing she wasn't supposed to be out there near the ring and didn't care.

"Come on, Jon…"

Spotting the love of his life, the woman he was fighting for, near the announcer's table, Jon smiled briefly before tossing Bray back into the ring. He wasted no time in picking the man up, hooking Bray's pants and suplexed him to the mat. After that, Jon delivered another elbow to Bray's sternum, pointing at Eviana to let her know all of this was for her. Eviana beamed brightly, watching Jon land another elbow on Bray's lacerated forehead and rubbed his forearm back and forth, using the boney point of his elbow to dish out more agony. Somehow, Bray wobbled up to his feet and hit Jon, but he was ready for it. A second later, Jon pretended he was going through the middle rope and exploded back with a clothesline that nearly took Bray's head off. Then he hooked Bray's head under his armpit and delivered a bulldog, driving Bray's face into the hard mat.

Bray kicked out at the count of 2 when Jon went for the pin, growling and felt rage course through him. He would not let this boy beat him, not when something he REALLY wanted was on the line! "Fuck you, Ambrose!" He snarled, getting to his feet and threw fists at Ambrose's head, smirking when one landed directly between his eyes.

Noticing the murderous intentions in Bray's eyes, Eviana knew she had to do something. She looked over at the chair she'd brought out to the ring with her and suddenly grabbed it, sneaking around the ring apron so Bray didn't spot her. When his back was turned to her in the ring, Eviana slid under the bottom rope with the chair in hand and walked over to Bray. The crowd was on their feet, cheering on the mystery woman in the ring. Jon was on the mat bleeding from a cut above his eye and Bray went for the kill when he felt a tap on his shoulder. As soon as Bray turned around, Eviana clocked him directly in the face with the steel chair, causing the crowd to explode in applause and screams, watching her worst enemy crumble to the mat below.

"PIN HIM!" Eviana screamed at Jon, who was slowly crawling toward Bray's prone body and slid out of the ring so he could finish the match.

The referee couldn't disqualify Jon for her interference, thankfully. Finally, Jon managed to toss an arm over Bray's chest and shut his eyes, hearing the referee's hand hit the mat once, twice and finally the third time. It seemed to take forever. He blinked, hearing the bell sound and rolled away from Bray, somehow stumbling to his feet. The referee raised his hand in victory and all Jon could think was he'd done it. He'd actually beat Bray Wyatt and saved Eviana from the Eater of Worlds. Now, she belonged to him in every way and Jon would not take advantage of her, not ever again.

Sliding back into the ring, Eviana walked past Jon and bent down to where her lips hovered over Bray's ear, wishing he wasn't still breathing. "If you EVER come near me again, what I did tonight will be NOTHING compared to what I do next time. Goodbye, Windham."

Then she stood with the chair still in hand and felt Jon place a hand on her shoulder, trying to gain her attention when the unthinkable happened. Turning, Eviana swung the chair as hard as she could and cracked Jon over the head with it, the sound of steel meeting skull echoing throughout the arena. She watched his body crumble to the mat and tossed the chair down on top of Jon's body, an evil smirk spreading across her face.

"Neither of you were worth it." With that said, Eviana slid out of the ring and stormed up the ramp, never looking back.

By the time Jon and Bray were up on their feet and heading toward the backstage area, Eviana was long gone. The contract she'd had both Bray and Jon sign stated that, if Jon won, she could quit her job with the WWE, if she wanted. Randy had pointed out the fact to her since Bray showed the contract to him, getting a copy from Vince. The Viper gave her a chance to start her life over and Eviana had to take it in order to get away from the chaotic world of WWE. Granted, she did love Jon and always would, but he'd been the sole reason why she'd gotten involved with Bray in the first place. She was placing the blame on him for everything, including the rape, what she'd gone through the past 3 weeks and anything else that happened. Eviana couldn't be with someone that destructive to her life, no matter how much it hurt her to walk away. Jon had been nothing except mean and vicious to her for the past year before she even met Bray.

Tonight had been her ultimate revenge. The last chapter of her life with WWE. With Jon. With Bray. Sometimes in life, a woman had to make a decision on what she wanted. Eviana wanted stability – something Jon or Bray could never give her. Love or hate her, Eviana didn't care what anyone thought, not even Meena, because she did what she had to do to regain control of her life. In the process, she saved Meena from Randy, though the woman would never know.

In order for Randy to leave her alone, Eviana had to cut ties with both Bray and Jon because he wanted her completely out of the WWE. That way Bray couldn't have another piece of her and Eviana would never be hurt again by the two men who nearly destroyed her life in a year's time. There'd been so many torsion roads Eviana had to take to get to this moment and, truth be told, she was a little torn even after the deed was done. The high road awaited her for new adventures and she was hitting it full throttle with no regrets. As long as she lived, Eviana would never look back on this night and she couldn't be happier.

The End.

**Probably not the ending all of you were wanting, eh? Sometimes a story doesn't get a happy ending - sometimes it can't be all wine and roses. This story originally ended like this and I stuck with it instead of making it another happily ever after. Real life isn't like that all the time. I wanted this story to be different, to make a statement and show that even the most vulnerable woman in a messed up situation like Eviana was with Jon and Bray can overcome all the odds and come out the winner. I hope you all enjoyed this revamp. The High Road did have a sequel called Twisted and I haven't decided if I'm going to write it or just leave it at Eviana getting her revenge and happy ending. I'll be posting a new story in the next few days entitled 'Contrivance' - my first ever Jon AU (alternate universe) story. So be on the lookout for that! All my love to you all for the reviews and messages regarding Torsion! You all rock!**