Last night...
The door swung open and she jumped back, Finn fully waking up when he saw that Amanda had her duffel bag with her.
"I'm sorry, I just… I tried several other rooms and got doors slammed in my face." Amanda says, Finn leading her into the room and seeing a thin trail of blood from her mouth after turning the lamp on.
"Which one hit you directly?" Finn asks as he pressed a napkin to her mouth, getting Amanda to set her bag down and sit down.
"Baron… the arguing kept him up." Amanda says before they saw a flash of red and blue lights outside. She stood up again, the two ducking to the floor.
"It's okay, cops are gone." Finn says, helping Amanda stand back up to her feet and helping her sit back down before putting his hand on hers and hers to the napkin. "Hold that there, I'll be right back, love." He says, kissing Amanda on her forehead before grabbing his room key and ice bucket.
Finn left and found the ice machine, filling the bucket up… he wasn't really all that surprised to find a drunken Tyler Breeze near the machine but the man looked at him with barely hidden anger, which caught him off guard.
"Keep your little tramp from roaming the hall at night! What's wrong, Balor, trouble keeping Mandy in your bed and out of Seth's?!" Tyler sneered.
Finn said no words, balling up his right fist and punching Tyler right in the nose, fed up with Tyler taking rumor and hearsay as truth… Tyler fell to his knees, crying and screaming about how his face was fucked up now.
Summer Rae had ran into the hallway from her and Tyler's room and to her travelling companion, helping him up and glaring at Finn.
"He needs to keep his mouth shut about Mandy… bruised face and broken nose will be the least of his worries if he doesn't, Summer." Finn explained, taking the ice bucket with him before leaving.
He put the key in the door slot and opened the door, Amanda looking up at him… her lip had stopped bleeding but it was swollen badly.
"Tyler wouldn't keep his mouth shut… I hit him." Finn says after closing the door, knowing that look in Amanda's eyes. He set the bucket down, put some ice in a Ziploc bag and pressed it to her mouth.
The dark haired Irishman could've sworn that Amanda tried to form her mouth into a slight smile at the thought of the Johnny Nitro ripoff on the floor crying like a little bitch… but her mouth hadn't moved.
He was glad that she got no satisfaction out of anyone get hurt...
The early morning sun fluttered through the curtains, Finn cracking his sleepy blue eyes open… he wasn't entirely sure why he was holding Amanda to his left side but she was using his shoulder as an alternative to her pillow and her left arm was wrapped around him.
He reached over and lightly brushed her hair out of her face… as he suspected, her jawline was bruised from the force of Baron's hotel door hitting her face.
Finn also suspected that the NXT roster was resentful of him being NXT Champion... and instead of voicing their frustrations with the Demon King, they were taking their anger out on the Demon Mistress.
'Why in the world would anyone ever maliciously hurt someone as sweet and loving as you?' Finn thought, his left hand resting on Amanda's smaller left hand… her sleepy hazel eyes opened and she stretched her legs out a bit.
"Morning, Finn…" Amanda said groggily, her head tilting up slightly as he cradled the back of it with his left hand and kissed her on the side of her head.
"Morning, love. Feeling any better?" Finn says, Amanda nodding slightly.
Amanda rested her head back onto Finn's left shoulder, his fingers absentmindedly running through her disheveled chestnut brown hair before burying his face into it... the faint coconut scent that greeted him also calmed his nerves and reassured him that she would be okay.
At the same time, the rest of the NXT roster had called a group meeting in the lobby… and to their surprise, the Raw and SmackDown rosters were there too.
But they all needed to vent out their thoughts and this was the most constructive way to do it.