A/N: Fille and Crystal are werewolfgirl022's characters, Crystal will appear soon.
7/17/17, Monday Night Raw, Balor vs Samson match...
He couldn't see it… but she sure as hell could.
"Elias Samson back with that guitar in hand…" Michael Cole says.
Amanda reacted and pulled Finn out of the way, the guitar hitting her with full force.
"Oh my Lord!" Michael exclaimed as Amanda's small body fell to the mat, Finn crouching down to her and seeing blood pouring from her head as Amanda tried to pull herself up.
"Move over, Aaron Judge! My god, what a swing!" Corey Graves said… it was his scripted line but he was genuinely concerned about Amanda.
The pain was excruciating but Amanda never was one to admit when she was in pain until it was too late… she wasn't sure if it was stubbornness, the chaotic nature of the physically demanding lifestyle she had known for over a decade or if she saw pain as weakness.
Elias dropped the guitar and left without a word.
"Well now you know why I hated whenever Jeff Jarrett did that…" Amanda says as a towel was pressed to her head, her bluish black hair being brushed back by Finn before he picked her up in his arms and took her backstage with Corey breaking character and following them.
"He bashed that poor girl's head in!" Bray yelled.
"Damn right something will be done about that! This isn't the Attitude Era anymore, we don't condone a man beating up a woman!" Kurt says, him and Bray finding Corey, Finn and Amanda.
"Darling child, you okay?" Bray asked.
"Just disoriented... and sore as hell." Amanda says as Finn kept the towel on the wound.
She knew the look in his eyes, he rarely got angry… unless she was hurt.
Present time...
"Okay, now I know he's just getting back at us for keeping him up!" 27 year old Amanda said as her and Finn covered their ears when music blared loudly from what they thought was Seth's room… until they heard shouting that sounded faint over the loudness.
"You don't want all of us to end back up in Bella Reve, do you?! Turn it down, Deadshot!" Fille De Fue yelled.
"Shut the fuck up, Fille!" Deadshot shouted back.
"We need to switch rooms with someone." Amanda says, her head still sore from Elias Samson hitting her with a guitar.
The yelling had woken a hungover Seth, who Fille saw.
"What the hell's going on here? This is a hotel, not a private residence!" Seth says, rubbing his sore eyes.
"I'll take care of it!" Fille says before walking down to Deadshot's room and kicked the door open and set the stereo on fire. "That's much better."
"What the fuck, Fille?!" Deadshot yelled.
"For the love of all that is sane, stop yelling!" Amanda said loudly, Deadshot and Fille now noticing that she was awake.
"Great, now you woke some angry woman up." Fille says.
"Diablo just had to teach you how to control it better didn't he?" Deadshot asks.
"Well would you rather have me controlling it or have me still as the walking fire bomb that could kill at any moment?!" Fille demanded, Deadshot going quiet. "Yeah that's what I thought." She says before leaving.
Fille found the room and knocked on the door, Finn opening it and Fille seeing Amanda with a bandaged head and a black eye.
"Oh damn, what happened?" Fille questioned.
"Mistimed guitar shot." Amanda replied.
It was her decision to protect Finn, love did crazy things to people… but a text on her phone made her eyes narrow in anger.
'I shouldn't be apologizing to you and you won't fucking get one, Amanda Rose! You were reckless enough to pull your lover out of harm's way!'
"No apology from him?" Finn asked after sitting down next to Amanda, his hand resting on her back.
"Nope… little shitbird thinks he didn't do anything wrong." Amanda says, setting her phone aside.
Now Elias had truly gone too far.