Hey, everyone! Sorry about rushing the first chapter—I feel like I could have worked on it a little more, but I'm so rusty from not having written fanfics in the last 8 or 9 years? Haha. Anyway, here's the second chapter. Hope you like it! Please do leave a review.

News broke out about Sasha's divorce the following week, and every wrestling publication had pretty much reported about it. Most of them were fabricated of course, because not once did she comment on the issue, despite Hunter pushing to send a press release. When Sasha refused to give a statement, he just did his best to filter the news and keep everything on the down low. That was one of the great things about Hunter—he felt very protective of the Superstars he groomed; treating them like his own children, because it somehow felt like it. He did the same with Seth Rollins during the nude photos incident, and he would sure as hell do the same for Sasha Banks.

Sasha purposely refrained from checking and updating her social media, thinking it was best to lay low until the whole thing blew over.

As expected, fans were torn—some slut-shamed her and dragged Seth Rollins into the picture, some stuck by her side and defended her, while some went as far as to accuse her of cheating on her husband, which was, truth be told, the most painful one—she had never cheated on him; it was the other way around. Most of the Superstars in the locker room knew that, but it was something that they blatantly avoided talking about, to give Sasha the space she needed. Seth was right—she was tough; always keeping her head held high despite what everyone else was saying about her.

After Raw aired live, Bayley, Charlotte, Dana and Sasha headed towards Sasha's hotel room with chips, pizza, ice cream, cookies, wine, and beer. In an attempt to cheer her up, they decided to hold a movie marathon and play all the anime movies Sasha was in love with.

"Really, guys. We don't have to do this," Sasha insisted. "How about an Adam Sandler movie instead?" she suggested.

"No, tonight is your night," Charlotte asserted, pressing the Play button. "We don't have to talk about what's happening, but we want you to know that we're here and we've got your back."

Bayley nodded in agreement. "Besides," she continued. "You'd do the same thing for us."

Sasha smiled, fighting the lump that was forming in her throat. She was lucky to have a squad like them.

All of a sudden, they heard a knock from the door. The women looked at each other with raised eyebrows. "Did you guys order room service?" Sasha asked.

"No," Charlotte shook her head. "Maybe it's one of the guys?"

Sasha shrugged and stood up to answer the door. It was Seth Rollins. "Hey," he grinned. "Got room for one more?"

"Seth?" Sasha had no idea why her heart beat faster than usual. "What are you doing?"

He gave her a smug look and invited himself in, placing two large paper bags of goodies on the coffee table. He nodded at the rest of the girls, who eyed him curiously. "Overheard you girls talking about movie night, so," he took out the contents of the paper bags. "I brought sushi—I know you love that stuff," he winked at Sasha. "I figured you guys took care of the ice cream, but I also brought some donuts, pasta, in case we get really hungry, and," he smirked, "In case we run short of booze, we've got this," he took out a bottle of tequila.

"Wooaahh!" Charlotte, Dana, and Bayley all exclaimed. "I was about to send you out for intruding," Charlotte spoke. "But seeing all this, you're welcome to stay," she grinned.

"Thank you," Seth took a spot on the floor and opened up a bottle of beer for himself. "So what's on the list tonight?"

"Sailor Moon," they all said in unison.

He was about to stand up and walk out then and there, but he remembered why he was doing this and so decided to stay. "Fine by me," he shrugged. "As long as we ain't doing Pokemon, I'm cool."

"Hey, Pokemon is cool," Sasha rebuked, scrunching her cute nose at him.

He jokingly rolled his eyes and patted the spot beside him. Sasha took it, taking a sip of wine from her paper cup. "You alright?" he asked her softly, leaning back against the foot of the bed.

Sasha shrugged and sighed, "Could've been worse, you know? But I'll be fine. I just hope this will all be over soon."

"I took to Twitter today," he admitted. "I mean, I don't normally reply to stupid comments, but one of them got on my nerves, so I might have said something."

"Seeeth…what did you say?"

"Told him you were one of the most genuine people backstage and that if he was a true fan, he wouldn't be saying shit about you," he explained. "I mean, this coming from a guy whose handle was sasha_banks_fan1391. Geez."

"Just ignore them," Sasha shook her head. "Please?"

"I try, you know. I really do," he told her. "But it just gets on my nerves how people are quick to judge and say shit when they don't even know the whole story. It's frustrating," he ran his hand through his hair.

"Aw, Sethie," Bayley teased. "You're cute," she stuck her tongue out at him. "But seriously, Sasha. Seth's right. Coming from someone who knows the real reason behind everything, it sucks to see you getting the short end of the stick. You don't deserve any of this."

Sasha smiled at all of them, before suddenly breaking down into tears. It was her first meltdown since the divorce.

"Duuuude," Bayley ran to her and hugged her. Charlotte and Dana followed suit, as they gave her a group hug while Seth quietly watched, running his hand against Sasha's back. "It's okay. This is good. You can let it out," Bayley whispered. "We got you. It's okay."

After a while, Sasha blew her nose and took a deep breath. "You guys are awesome," she croaked out, wiping away her tears.

"Hey, how about we open up this baby, huh?" Charlotte grinned, taking the bottle of tequila.

"Now we're talking," Seth seconded, grabbing paper cups from the table and pouring everyone a shot. Sasha giggled gently and raised her glass, "To the greatest friends a girl going through a shitty divorce could ask for!"

"Hear, hear!" the rest of the girls cheered and gave her a toast.

"To swearing off men for the rest of my life!"

"Hear, hear!" all three women toasted again.

"Hey, I ain't toasting to that one," Seth made a face. "You'll get back in the game, Banks. Trust me."

All four looked at him—everyone but Sasha had tiny smirks on their faces. "I think you've got a little crush there, Rollins," Bayley said.

Seth raised his hands up, "All I'm saying is I'm Team Boss all the way. I said it once, and I'll keep saying it."

They all laughed and downed their shots.

It wasn't long before they finished off the tequila, and eventually the beer and the wine. When their movie marathon ended at past 3 in the morning, Seth looked down at the mess of pink hair leaning against his shoulder, snoozing while they sat on the floor. Charlotte was asleep on the couch, while Dana had made herself comfortable on one of the queen-sized beds. "Sash," Seth said softly, inhaling the sweet scent of her shampoo. She didn't budge, so with one swift motion, he scooped her up from the floor and placed her on the bed opposite Dana's.

When he turned around, he found Bayley watching him, eyes gleaming while her hands were full with empty cups and paper bags.

"Let me help you with that," he offered, scooping up the rest of the mess and throwing them in the trash.

"Thanks for coming by," Bayley started. "You made things a little more fun."

"Heh," Seth replied. "Anytime. I just didn't want Sasha to be going through this herself."

"Yeah," Bayley sighed. "It sucks."

He took another glance at her sleeping form, watching her chest rise and fall against a purple I'm A Hugger hoodie.

Bayley noticed this and her eyes lit up again. "You can join her, you know. I can sleep beside Dana."

Seth quickly turned around and glared at her. "Shut up," he said.

"I'm just saying," she said in a singsong voice while raising her arms up in defense.

After throwing the last few items from the floor, Seth made his way to the door—but not before making one final glance at Sasha.

Bayley caught him again and giggled.

"Shut up, Bayley," he rolled his eyes and pulled on the knob. "Goodnight. I'll see you guys tomorrow."

"Night, Bestie," Bayley called out after him.

The next morning, Seth scrolled through Instagram and was surprised to find a post from Sasha after her hiatus. It was a photo of her holding up the Women's Championship with a proud smile on her face.

"Sometimes, wanting to be on top comes with a price. I focused all of my time and energy on getting to the number one spot, on travelling, training and trying to be the best. Sadly, it took a toll on my marriage, which is why we did what had to be done. It's been a tough few weeks, but thanks to everyone for sending their love and support. You guys are the best," she wrote.

He read comments from a few of the superstars. Some sent heart emoticons, some sent kissy faces. Bayley even wrote, "I'm always here for you, Sash. #HugNBossConnection"

He liked the photo and decided to leave a comment himself. "You'll be alright, Banks. We got you."