Chapter 1
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Kaitlyn sighed from her place on the announce table. This was what her job had been ground to. Announcing a tag match match. Being a valet She tried to act enthusiastic while, at the same time, she wanted to tear her hair out and scream.
"And here come The Shield!" Cole screamed, getting excited and jumping around on his seat. This caught Kaitlyn's attention and her eyes shifted to the three young men she had trained with for the past two years. That got her talking.
Kaitlyn winced as Titus fought back, sending Dean out of the ring, towards the ramp and Seth out over the top ring, catching his head on the announce table. She immediately chucked the bulky headphones and crouched down in front of the fellow two-tone wrestle.
"You alright Rollins?" He shot her a glance and she backed up, knowing she shouldn't have done or said anything. She took up her place on announce, trying to pretend nothing had happened.
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"What the fuck was that? You humiliated me on live TV you stupid cow!" The huge man in front of her roared, causing her to cower back. Her boyfriend continued to belittle her in the shadows of the arena.
"D-darren, I'm sorry, He's just a friend." Kaitlyn was no weakling and she sure as hell wasn't as useless as some of the women who dared to call themselves wrestlers. Kaitlyn had been with Darren Young for two years and although they were engaged, she hated his guts.
"Well you know what happens if I find out your fucking about!" He grumbled and marched away. She felt hot tears prickle her eyes as she walked away, trying to find somewhere dark and quiet where she could cry. Kaitlyn knew Darren was away with her. His bit on the side. Tamina Snuka. Kaitlyn's worst enemy.
She continued through the empty halls, rounding a corner and smacking staright into someone's chest.
"Watch where the fuck your going-" She paused her insult when she heard the person chuckle. She looked up, only to see a grinning Dean Ambrose.
"Sorry Chick, Won't happen again." He extended his hand and she gladly accepted, his strong arms pulling her back to her feet. She almost forgot about how tear-stained her face must have looked until he gasped.
"Have you been crying?" Dean asked, cocking his head to the side. Kaitlyn shook her head. She hadn't spoken to Ambrose in months. She hadn't spoken to any of her friends in ages. Darren kept a close eye on her texts and soon enough, she pushed everyone away. He put a finger under her chin and lifted her head.
"Whats up babe?" She shook her head, looking his straight in the eye. He was about to talk again when she crumpled. She fell to the ground, her sobs loud. She felt weak, in need of protecting. Her body was bruised, and not due to the fact she had wrestled. Dean crouched down beside her, helping her up and taking her to the dressing room.
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Kaitlyn gulped as Dean sat her down in the mens locker room. This one was specifically for The Shield, Orton, Sheamus and Cena (When he did Smackdown). There was no-one else in but she knew she was safe as Darren didn't use that particular room.
"I havn't heard from you in ages chick, Fancy telling me what's been going on?" Dean sat opposite her but she just shook her head.
"There's nothing to tell." She whispered softly, forcing a smile. Dean sighed
"Since you started seeing Darren, you've lost all contact with us..." His body tensed and his mouth formed an 'O' shape. Kaitlyn winced as she knew he had figured it out.
"Its him, Isn't it?" He growled. Kaitlyn didn't respond and he took that as his answer. The Diva heard voices and she squeezed her eyes tightly shut as the rest of the roster filled the room.
"Hey two-tone, Hows it hanging?" Sheamus asked, grabbing a towel and heading towards the showers. Everyone asked how she was. Except Seth. He grabbed his bag and left. Kaitlyn smiled and nodded quickly before excusing herself and going after Seth. She caught up with his seconds later.
"Seth... Are you ok?" She put a hand on his shoulder and he turned around. She gasped at the sight before her. His lip was split and his eye was bruised and swollen.
"Who the fuck was that?" She asked, gently touching his eye. He winced and she shot her hand back, dragging him back to the locker room he had just ran from.
"Your little boyfriend." He snarled, pulling his arm away as she touched it. She could feel the hostility towards her and she didn't like it.
"Darren did this to you?" She asked, shocked. Roman nodded in response to her question.
"Dean, Roman, Could I have you two as back up for a few minutes?" She chirped and both men agreed, unsure of what the fiery Diva was about to do. She smiled at both men and marched her way to find Darren, who happened to be walking in her direction.
"You absolute bastard!" She stood directly in front of him, Titus'O Neil standing to his left, arms crossed over his chest.
"Excuse me?" He asked, as if she had no right to be talking to him. He was about to talk when he felt the sharp sting of a slap connect with his face. He looked back, slightly dazed, to see a seething Kaitlyn.
"Dont you ever lay a finger on any of my friends again. Got it?" She pointed a finger and his, warning him. He chuckled and grabbed her wrist, fully intending to pull her back towards the arena entrance.
"I suggest you let go of her. Now." A deep voice came. Titus squared up to Roman, Dean proudly standing beside him. Kaitlyn tried to struggle free, whimpering as the grip on her wrist got tighter.
"Why would I let her go? She's my girlfriend." Darren continued to pull, Kaitlyn trying her hardest to stand her ground.
"As Roman said. Let her go. Now, because you really don't want to see what I'm about to do next." A low growl escaped the lips of Seth Rollins and Kaitlyn felt herself relax. Darren could see they were outnumbered and let go of Kaitlyn reluctantly, pushing her arm away so forcefully she fell to the hard, concrete ground with a thud.
Seth immediately ducked down beside her, Holding her as she started to cry.
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Hope ya'll like it. I sure love this pairing...
Tell me what you all think and what you would like to see happen!
Amanda Xo