TRIGGER WARNING! Mentions and scenes of violence/abuse.

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As the camera crew left the room Stephanie and Triple H, aka Paul Levesque, were in it signaled the end of RAW. Their promo was the last part of that night's RAW and had ended in them sharing a kiss, something the creative team had put in the script at the last minute. Steph couldn't help but sigh as the camera crew closed the door behind them and she could finally relax. "You okay?" Paul asked, noticing the tension radiating from Stephanie.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Steph responded as she picked up her jacket. "I should head off though. I don't know if Nattie needs me to drive her back to the hotel."

Paul barely had time to nod before Steph was out of the door, which puzzled him. She had been getting more tensed and stressed all day and it was concerning him but he pushed it from him mind and headed for a shower. Stephanie however was walking towards the female locker room, knowing that only Nattie would be there as none of the other female superstars had been needed for about an hour and would have left by now.

Nearing her destination Stephanie replaced the ring she wore on screen (since on screen she was married to Triple H) and replaced it with the ring her boyfriend had given her last night. The brunette knew her best friend would notice the difference straight away but she needed to tell the blonde. She told her best friend everything and this was no different. Slipping through the door Stephanie wasn't surprised to find that she had been right and only Nattie was left in the locker room.

Noticing her best friend enter the room Nattie immediately hugged Stephanie tightly. "Hi Steph, what are you doing here?" The blonde asked.

"I was wondering if you needed a lift back to the hotel." Stephanie said.

"That would be great. Thanks." Nattie responded. She turned to finished packing her ring gear into her bag but as she turned around her gaze was drawn to Stephanie's hand. Nattie was shocked to see a ring on her best friends finger. She knew it wasn't the ring she used on screen for her story line with Paul which could only mean one thing. "You're engaged!?" The blonde exclaimed. She wasn't completely sure how she felt about this. She had never liked Steph's boyfriend and knew her friend could do better.

Smiling Steph showed her friend her ring. "Yeah, Owen proposed last night." The brunette told her best friend. As Stephanie looked at her friend her smile faltered. She knew Nattie didn't really like Owen and she could see that on her friends face. "Look. I know you don't like Owen although I don't know why but can you at least try and be happy for me? He's good to me and makes me happy." She explained.

Sighing Nattie knew she needed to get over her feelings on Owen. He had never hurt Steph so she didn't know why she felt the way she did. But something in her told her not to trust him, that he would hurt Stephanie somehow and she could do better then him. But she would be there for her best friend like she always was. "Sure. As long as you're happy that's all that matters. How about we head out for some drinks to celebrate?" The blonde suggested, something Stephanie was happy to agree with.

The two women didn't get back to the hotel for another three hours. Neither were actually drunk they had simply had a nice girls night out and were tipsy. Nattie was the first our of the elevator and Stephanie stumbled out a few minutes later as the elevator reached her floor. It took the brunette a further ten minutes to reach her hotel room and open the door. Assuming she would be alone Stephanie threw her bag on a nearby chair and kicked her heels off in the same direction. She had every intention of climbing into bed and getting some sleep but that soon escaped her mind as she heard someone clear their throat in her room.

Spinning as fast as her already dizzy head would allow she turned and was met with the sight of her fiancee. Him tall frame stood by the window of her room, his short dark hair was messy but what really got Stephanie's attention was the angry/jealous look on his face. "Owen, what are you doing here? I thought I was meeting you at my parents house tomorrow." If she had known he would be here she wouldn't have gone out with Nattie.

"I came to surprise you." He stated, anger clear in his voice as he walked towards Steph. "Imagine my surprise when I turn on the TV and switch over to RAW, only to find you kissing someone else." He said.

Steph was shocked at what he was suggesting. He knew of her current story lines in WWE and that she was 'married' to Paul's character, Triple H. She didn't know why this would be a problem now. "It's just a story line. It doesn't mean anything." The brunette stated as her fiancee stopped in front of her.

Owen glared down at Stephanie, causing the woman to get a shiver running down her spine. "So where were you then? RAW finished hours ago. Have you been with him?" The dark haired man asked.

"What!? No!" Steph exclaimed. "I was with Nattie. We went out for a few drinks to celebrate after I told her we were engaged." She explained. Even her fuzzy, alcohol soaked brain could hear the anger in his voice and that he didn't believe what she was saying was the truth. "We just had a small girls night to celebrate." She said to her fiancee.

"Don't lie to me." Owen practically growled at her.

"I aren't..." Was all she was able to respond before she felt a hand come onto contact with her face. The force of the hit was enough to knock Stephanie to the floor, a hand immediately covering her stinging cheek as she felt tears gather in her eyes. Looking up at Owen she couldn't believe he had hit her like that. He had never raised a hand to her before but she saw the regret sweep across his face instantly.

Owen crouched down in front of Steph, hesitant to reach out and touch her after what had just happened. "Stephanie, I'm so sorry. I don't know what came over me. Please forgive me." He pleaded with her. Maybe it was the alcohol in her system or maybe it was just her but she believed Owen truly regretted his actions and nodded to him, signalling to him that she forgave him. As he carefully helped her off the floor she figured that this was just a one off and it wouldn't ever happen again. Due to the combination of mental exhaustion and the alcohol in her system she was asleep as soon as she laid on her bed. She simply wanted to forget what had happened tonight and hoped tomorrow would be a better day.

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