So I decided to keep the wyatt family together in this story, mainly because I prefer them as a team. I also ignored the brand split and focused more on the wyatt family from a few years back, but they will evolve as the story goes on :)
Curious night
All Elizabeth could focus on was revenge. She needed revenge On John for locking her in hell, and Nikki for digging the knife deeper. She wanted her tormentors to suffer, the way she has had to suffer. And she wanted all the people who ignored her situation for the "greater good" To rot in hell.
The woman absent- mindedly rubbed her neck as she searched her purse for the hotel room key. Elizabeth sighed. It's been a long day. After the argument with John, she was subjected to a painstakingly long dress fitting, followed by mindless "bride to be" chit chat from the shop ladies about how "All they wanted was for John Cena's wedding to be the most perfect event of the decade!"
Well now all Elizabeth wanted was to be asleep before John got back from the show.
She finally found the key, yawning before stopping to notice a small note taped to the door.
"What the hell"
She mumbled, hesitantly picking up the note.
There was a message inside, in neat, precise handwriting.
"Quit living this lie."
The young woman gasped, looking around feverishly, and considered just tossing the note without reading another word. Something told her to read on, so her eyes scanned the paper.
"You crave revenge. I can feel it. That fire inside you burns, and he threatens to put it out. But I will fan the say yes.
Warmest regards,
Bray Wyatt"
On the very bottom of the note were three digits. His room number.
A tear fell. Bray fucking Wyatt. Of all people.
She gripped the note tightly in her right hand as the left pushed the door open angrily.
How dare he.
Elizabeth threw the note on the bed, the familiar rage burning inside her.
Fuck him, and his fake promises. That man knows NOTHING about her situation, yet he has the balls to leave a note like that.
"You've always felt rather...Drawn to him though, haven't you?"
A small voice in the back of her head quipped.
She groaned at her own thought.
"If things were different...Maybe."
Elizabeth thought aloud, then plopped down on the bed with a huff.
"But this is just ridiculous."
Looking over the note once more before shoving it in the nightstand drawer, she blocked it from her mind by busying herself with the next day's schedule and getting ready for bed.
Crawling under the sheets and glancing one last time at the nightstand, her eyes closed, sleep coming surprisingly quickly.
"Trust him."
The young woman woke with a start, her entire body covered in a cold sweat. The strange voice still echoing in her mind as she glanced at the clock. It was only an hour later, John still wasn't back yet, to her relief.
"Curiosity killed the cat, Elizabeth."
She mumbled under her breath, silently creeping through the hallway, note in hand.
"Curiosity, more like stupidity."
Another mumble, as her eyes searched the room numbers.
This was insane, but that was the name of her game as of late.
"Please be worth it."
Sleep never came easily for Bray. So it was no surprise that he was awake at this hour. The hotel was quiet, which indicated that the superstars from tonight's show were not back from their traditional post show drinking binges yet.
The man glanced at luke, who was asleep on the second bed, and Erick, who was snoring softly on the couch.
He envied their peacefulness.
Bray was currently playing the waiting game, something he did not like to do. But Elizabeth was worth it. He was destined to help heal her, after all. It would just take time.
He sighed and closed his eyes,enjoying the silence.
The peaceful moment was shattered by a quiet knock on the door.
He opened the door to Elizabeth, his eyes going wide with shock and concern.
"Is everything alright?"
She nodded, her dark eyes darting around the empty hallway.
"Can I come in?"
