8/25/15…

"Just admit it already, you put up those pictures of Zahra just like Leighla put up the ones of me! I never thought of you as a traitor before this, Mandy… but nowadays, you've been a completely different person and it's because you've spent more time around the Demon King and less time around me and your other friends!" Seth shouted after Amanda once again denied being responsible for posting the pictures of Zahra, the 25 year old brunette feeling horribly insulted and betrayed.

"I'm not the one who went and posted anti-Semitic pictures online, that was her! She's a racist bitch and you're too blind to see that!" Amanda yelled.

"Bullshit! You just don't like that I cheated on my ex fiancee, that didn't give you the right to go fuck up mine and Zahra's relationship! Why don't you go screw Finn and see if that'll make you feel any better, huh, little Demon Mistress?!" Seth yelled drunkenly, the last part as a taunt as he downed the last shot of whiskey.

"He at least treats me better than you do… unlike Zahra, Finn doesn't lie." Amanda responded before she turned to leave.

"You walk out that door, consider our friendship gone! And I'll just step over you the next time you have a life threatening seizure, I wish I had just left you there the first time!" Seth replied angrily, Amanda biting back her hurt.

She left, walking into the elevator and letting tears fall… she didn't want Finn to see her as a crying mess.

Amanda left the hotel, needing to be alone.

The beach was quiet but given how late it was, it really wasn't a surprise that everyone that had been over here during the day had gone on to somewhere else to party or turned in for the night.

All except one person who had stopped and sat down on a lounge chair, not entirely because she wanted to but because her feet hurt from the distance it took to get here from the hotel.

The more hatred Amanda got for what was perceived as wrong, the more she was starting to feel like an outsider… she put her head in her hands and tucked her legs to herself, crying.

She didn't bother to fight the strong arms that wrapped around her and pulled her close, only sobbing into Finn's right shoulder as he lightly stroked her hair and then rubbed his hand up and down her back to try to calm her… but the sobbing turned into hyperventilating and it panicked him.

"Mandy, you're gonna hurt yourself by doing that… it's okay, I'm not going anywhere, I'll stay right by your side." Finn responded… the hyperventilating subsided into normal but raspy breathing and Amanda looked up at him through reddened and saddened eyes.

"How did… you know where I was?" Amanda asked quietly, her voice wrecked.

"Hunter told me that you left and someone said that they saw you walking around… but didn't say much other than that and seemed disinterested in helping find you." Finn explained, running his fingers through Amanda's shoulder length hair before he cradled Amanda's face in his hands.

"Sounds like she knows the area well enough." Amanda said as Finn pulled her into his lap and her arms finally wrapped around him. "I just don't know why everyone goes so crazy, I feel like it's-"

"Us against the world." Both said simultaneously, Finn seeing Amanda smile slightly.

"Well if it was… we stand together no matter what." Finn responded.

Amanda nodded and finally stopped shaking, letting Finn help her up and take her to the car…

Present time, 9/22/15…

"I think you've had enough, mister." The bartender responded, taking the half empty Jack Daniels bottle from Seth… who snatched it back.

"I'll drink however much I want!" Seth snarled before pouring another glass and drinking it.

"It's either your boss or a lady that's got you drinking." The bartender responded, Seth setting the bottle aside.

"I was stupid, shot my mouth off and she hasn't spoken to me, worked with me and when I tried to call her, my number was blocked." Seth explained.

"Maybe something or someone else is taking up all this little lady's time. Life gets busy… I'm sure she'll cool off." The bartender replied.

"It wouldn't be so simple." Seth responded, looking over afterwards as the door was opened, recognising the familiar sound of Dianne's prosthetic on the wooden floor.

"I'll help him back to his room, good sir." Dianne replied after walking over and paying the bartender before guiding Seth away to the elevator. "You can't keep doing this to yourself." She responded once they were in the elevator.

"She won't talk to me." Seth said in response once the doors closed.

"Well you were cold to her and she repeatedly denied putting up those pics of Zahra. Mandy told you the truth and you responded by saying you wish you had just left her to die last year!" Dianne replied.

"Yeah, well we all get silly at times." Seth responded as the elevator slowed to the right floor.

"It's not okay! You don't just brush it off like that, you have to apologise and wait for her to be ready." Dianne replied, Seth looking at her as the doors opened.

"Not very helpful considering she won't even listen to me saying sorry." Seth said as he followed her out of the elevator, still finding it hard to walk in a straight line down the corridor, one side lining with rooms, the other with large windows to the outside.

"She's still hurt, that's why Finn took her out dancing tonight." Dianne replied, Seth turning to her.

"Dancing?!" Seth questioned.

"Yeah, to clear her head… I know that look, you're not going anywhere but your room!" Dianne answered, grabbing his arm as she knew he wanted to storm down to the club.

It was quicker than she could react though, that he yanked his arm out of her grip. Whether his intoxicated mind thought he was in the ring for a moment or he was just so enraged, but she didn't have that much time to figure it out before he'd rammed his shoulder into her and thrown her back, strong enough to shatter through the glass.

It was only a matter of seconds, those seconds when all that was around Dianne was cold air and fragments of glass, before she hit the cold, hard concrete two floors below.

The noise echoed as Finn and Amanda got out of their rental car and ran to Dianne, Finn dialing 911 as Amanda checked Dianne's pulse and then held her head and neck still.

"Hang on in there, Dianne… you got that? We're not losing you just yet." Amanda responded as tears ran down her face, Dianne opening her eyes halfway and resting her right hand on Amanda's left wrist.

"I'm…" Dianne spoke quietly, before suddenly trying to sit up, only for the muscles in her back to almost explode with the pain that shot up them. "...Not getting up."

"Stay still…" Amanda whispered.

Finn looked up at the broken window and saw Seth half run, half stumble away… and Finn crouched down, rested his right hand on Amanda's back and had his mouth by her left ear.

"Two floors up, looked like Rollins." Finn spoke quietly.

"He wanted to…" Dianne tried to speak, her head and neck falling limp as her eyes closed, Amanda thinking the worst for a moment until she saw that Dianne's lungs were still drawing breath.

Amanda knew that Seth was furious.