The week had gone by both as expected but also with an unexpected twist. Gretchen had been in their power the entire week. They had to show her the true colours of Stephanie and Hunter. They had to get through to her somehow.
MONDAY
"Here is your winner: Gretchen Starr!" JoJo announced.
The referee lifted her arm, but she remained on her knees. It had been a brutal battle between her and Kaitlyn, and she was worn out. Stephanie had sent her out there to prove her worth with the threat that if Gretchen couldn't take down Kaitlyn, there was no room for her on their side.
"Sierra Hotel India Echo Lima Delta... Shield"
She snapped her head up towards the stairs as the three men came walking down. It made no sense they were out there. Their business was with Hunter, Randy and Batista. And still it made perfect sense since she was part of that gang too.
She looked towards the ramp, expecting Hunter to bring his Evolution buddies to her rescue any second. Except no one came. She was on her own. She made it to her feet on shaky legs just as the three men jumped the barricade and spread out around the ring. She was in deep trouble. Once again she looked towards the ramp.
"No one's coming," Seth mocked her.
She ran for the fourth side, but they were inside the ring faster than she could get there. Three sets of hands held on to her. She tried fighting, but it was impossible. She was pulled out of the ring, pushed over the barricade, and dragged up the stairs. And not at any point did anybody come to her aid.
It was a silent and awkward car ride where she sat in the back with Roman while Seth was driving, and Dean was in the passenger seat. She was pulled out of the car and forced into their home. She was pushed into a room, and she immediately eyed the window.
"It's bolted shut, and it's bulletproof glass," Roman said.
"So go ahead and try," Dean smirked.
She moved her eyes from the window and took in the entire room. It looked like a normal bedroom. Double bed, dresser, a small table with a chair, a closet.
"We filled up the closet and dresser. I hope I got your style correct," Seth said.
She spun around and stared at him. Anger filled her dark green eyes and made them look even darker than they were. He took in the dark brown haired woman in front of him. She was beautiful and smart, and he had no idea how someone like her ever ended in the claws of Hunter and Stephanie. She was smarter than that, and she didn't need them.
"You can't keep me here," she said.
"We can," Roman chuckled. "And we will."
"Where is your boss now?" Dean asked.
"They'll come for me," she said.
"No one's coming for you, and deep inside I think you already know that, or you'll figure it out soon enough," Seth said.
The three men left the room, and she heard the door being locked behind them. She sat down on the bed and yanked her boots off. She took another look around. It wasn't bad. It was actually rather good. She laid down on the bed fully dressed and stared up in the ceiling. Hunter and Stephanie would come for her. She was sure of it. She had made a deal with them. She helped them, and they helped her. So far that deal had been a one way street, but that was because she hadn't needed their help until now.