Chapter 2

On the way to their dressing room, the Shield was nearly plowed into by Liliya Young and Lilianna Walker. They were WWE Divas and a WWE Diva tag team known as the Lilies because of their appearances. Lilianna had had burnt orange hair and brown eyes that had a hint of gold in them, standing at 5'9. Liliya had dark pink hair with citrine eyes, standing at 5'8. Truth be told, both Roman and Seth had crushes on the beautiful Divas for a while now since they came up to the main roster from developmental. Lilianna and Liliya had been down in FCW/NXT with them and had been sent up a few weeks before Ambrose, Rollins and Reigns. They worked with the girls a time or two in mixed tag team matches, but nothing came of it and naturally Roman and Seth were too timid to simply ask them out for a drink.

"Hey guys." Liliya greeted cheerfully with a smile, citrine eyes glittering. "Sorry about that."

"No apology necessary." Seth said, waving her off dismissively with a sheepish smile of his own. "I'm digging the pink hair, Lyla." Most people called her that since Lili was already taken by Lilianna.

"Thanks!" Back in FCW/NXT, Liliya had dishwater blonde hair and before coming to the main roster in WWE, she dyed her hair dark pink for her wrestling character. "It's growing on me, especially since I've had it for a while."

"How are you doing, Lilianna?" Roman asked, trying to pull her into the conversation and could tell something was bothering her, but he had no idea what it was.

"Fine."

The last thing Lilianna wanted to do was stand here and have a conversation with a bunch of coworkers, not with the way she felt. There was no way they'd understand, so she just kept her mouth shut and ignored the way Roman stared at her. She was tempted to ask him if he had a staring problem, but refrained since he could snap her in half like a twig. Smarting off to Roman Reigns definitely wouldn't be the wisest career move, so Lilianna opted to keep her mouth shut instead while Liliya continued flirting unashamed with Seth Rollins. It was obvious they both liked each other, but for some reason Liliya hadn't told him how she felt and neither had Seth. They were friends, of sorts, but there was something deeper hidden beneath the surface between them. Lilianna had her own love life to worry about though, which was currently in shambles.

"Lyla, I'll meet you back in the dressing room." Lilianna announced, turning and walking away from the Shield without a word, clenching her fists at her sides.

Liliya heaved a gentle sigh, wishing there was something she could do for her friend and tag team partner. After what happened, she honestly didn't know what to say to Lilianna to make her feel better. There really was nothing to say given the circumstances. If this happened to her, Liliya didn't know how she would react either or what she would do. She was shocked Lilianna agreed to come back to work when she probably should've taken some personal time off to get over what happened. However, Lilianna was one of the most stubborn women Liliya ever met and her mindset was nothing and nobody would stop her from doing her job.

"Don't mind, Lili, she's having a bad day." Liliya kept the smile on her face and could feel Seth slowly devouring her with his chocolate eyes, remaining perfectly calm. Though it felt like her body temperature rose several degrees just by his gaze alone.

Roman noticed how tense Lilianna was, even when she merely spoke and turned his concerned grey eyes to Liliya. "What's up with her?" He asked, folding his massive arms in front of his chest.

The smile vanished from Liliya's face instantly and she shook her head, lowering her eyes from him. "It's not my place to say, Roman. I'm sorry." She could see the concern in the big man's eyes, but she couldn't betray Lilianna by spilling what happened.

"She's right, bro." Seth clamped a hand on Roman's shoulder before he could get another word out. "If you want to know that badly, go ask her yourself. Don't worry about it, Lyla."

Liliya was thankful for Seth's intervention and shot him a silent 'thank you' with her citrine orbs. "Look, I really need to check on her. You guys have a great night." She rushed off away from the Shield down the hallway toward the locker room she shared with Lilianna and tried getting Seth Rollins out of her mind.

She wasn't the only one having issues with having a certain someone locked on the brain. Seth was too and it was all Liliya Young, pink hair and all. He honestly could get lost in those citrine eyes for hours on end and her laughter was contagious – actually everything about her was. There wasn't a single thing Seth found wrong with Liliya, but for the life of him he couldn't gather the courage to ask her out. It drove him crazy, especially whenever they'd run into each other and the attraction ignited. All Seth wanted to do was yank her in his arms and kiss her breathless, just one taste of those sweet soft lips against his was all he wanted. Granted, he wanted everything Liliya had to offer, but if all he got was one kiss, he'd take it and be happy as a clam.

Ever since FCW, Roman had somewhat of an infatuation with Lilianna Walker and found himself growing more attracted to her as the days passed. When she left to come up to the main roster a few weeks before them, Roman was an absolute bear and refused to talk to anyone about how he felt. His comrades wouldn't understand, though he did finally come clean to Seth one night while they were both getting hammered in a local bar in Tampa, Florida, where Seth resided. Roman lived in Pensacola, but he found himself staying with Seth and Dean whenever they had days off. Dean had been on a date or was busy doing something, so it was just the two of them and Roman finally told Seth how he felt about Lilianna. That was also the night he found out Seth had a thing for Liliya Young. He still didn't understand why Seth hadn't made a move toward Liliya yet and just asked her out for a simple drink, but Roman had kept his distance from Lilianna for a very specific reason.

She was engaged.

"If you two are finished staring down the hallway like two lovesick puppies, I'm heading to catering for something to eat." Dean stated, snapping both of his comrades out of their deep thoughts and chuckled, shaking his head. "Get your heads out of your asses and just come clean already."

"Easier said than done, bro." Roman rumbled, rubbing the back of his neck and looked at Seth, both of their eyes full of turmoil. "And food my ass."

"Yeah, we both know why you're really going down there." Seth piped in, simultaneous smirks crossing their faces and bumped fists. "And just when are you gonna make your move?"

Dean snorted, rolling his eyes. "When I'm damn good and ready. See you guys back at the locker room." He walked away from them heading down the hallway toward catering, hating how well Roman and Seth knew him. Food wasn't the reason why he always went to catering every night.

Meanwhile, Lilianna sat in the dressing room wrapping her wrists tightly and tried maintaining her temper. It wasn't fair. Nothing in life ever went her way and she didn't understand why. How could she let something this catastrophic happen? Didn't she deserve to be happy just like everyone else in life? No apparently not. Gritting her teeth, Lilianna had her back turned to the door when she heard it open and didn't look up, ripping the tape off with her teeth. If Liliya tried talking to her about what happened again, she would end up in a handicapped match that night because she wouldn't have a tag team partner. People needed to leave her alone and they would if they knew what was good for them or else Lilianna would let her anger flare.

A deep throat clearing behind her snapped Lilianna out of her thoughts and the scent of an all-time familiar cologne permeated the air. "Lilianna." The sound of his voice made her already simmering blood spike dangerously, making her slowly stand and turn to face him.

"What the fuck do you want, Orton? I'm busy trying to get ready for my match." Lilianna snapped, folding her arms tightly in front of her chest with narrowed fire ridden brown eyes and pursed lips.

Randy didn't expect anything less from Lilianna, especially after what he did to her. "I wanted to talk to you about…"

Lilianna cut him off instantly. "Are you stoned? Are you seriously standing here wanting to talk to me about what you did to me?" He had to be on drugs or wasn't as intelligent as she originally thought. "Save your pity party and lies because I have no interest in hearing anything you have to say. You showed me your true colors and taught me a valuable lesson."

"Oh really?" Randy's blue eyes turned to ice, not appreciating her attitude towards him. "And what might that lesson be, Lili?"

"First off, you don't have a right to call me that anymore. Only people that know, love and trust me are allowed to call me that nickname. You are NOT in any of those categories, Orton. Better yet, keep my name out of your mouth, period." She ordered, taking a silent deep breath and took a step back when Randy took one forward.

"You didn't answer my question, LILI." Randy's eyes flashed dangerously, purposely using her nickname again and smiled with wicked intentions. "I'm curious by this so-called lesson you learned from me, precious."

It was hard being in front of this dickhead and not tackling him to the ground beating the hell out of him, but Lilianna somehow pulled it off. Randy Orton was one of the top WWE Superstars in the company, a locker room leader of sorts, though nobody respected him. He had the worst work ethic and enjoyed getting others in trouble whenever they called him out on doing something wrong in the ring. In his mind, Randy was invincible and didn't make mistakes in the ring, people didn't do their jobs properly. Lilianna was about to squash his ego and pummel it into dust, her own eyes flashing.

"By wasting 18 months of my fucking life on a worthless no good, lying cheating son of a bitch that wouldn't know what love was IF IT BIT HIM IN THE ASS!" Lilianna started out talking and ended up screaming that last part, fighting back tears as her whole body trembled from head to toe. "For making me waste 2 years on you thinking you wanted me for the rest of your life. And showing me that it's not smart to mix business with pleasure and love doesn't exist, not anymore. Does that about clear things up for you, Orton?"

Randy could not believe the vile words coming out of her mouth and took a step forward, but decided against it because of how much raw rage flowed through her eyes currently. "I never meant to hurt you, Lili…" He dropped his voice to a solemn tone and ducked when a chair went FLYING past him. "WHAT THE FUCK?"

"YOU LYING SACK OF SHIT! YOU NEVER MEANT TO HURT ME? REALLY? DID YOU THINK ABOUT THAT WHEN YOU WERE STICKING YOUR DICK IN SOME NASTY COOCHIE? DID YOU THINK ABOUT THAT WHILE I WAS KILLING MYSELF PREPARING FOR A WEDDING THAT NEVER HAPPENED?!" Lilianna had enough and couldn't contain her temper any longer, picking up another chair folding it in half to hurl it at him as hard as she could. "AND I TOLD YOU NOT TO CALL ME THAT!" Her entire face grew beat red, every part of her body trembling from head to toe. "GET THE FUCK OUT! GET OUT OF HERE! I DON'T WANNA HEAR ANYTHING YOU HAVE TO SAY AND I DON'T HAVE TO! I DON'T CARE WHAT YOUR EXCUSES ARE! WE'RE OVER, ORTON! WE'RE SO FUCKING OVER! NOW GET OUT OF MY DRESSING ROOM AND GET OUT OF MY LIFE!"

Never in the 2 years Randy knew Lilianna had he seen her so angry and it made him wonder if she was on the verge of having a breakdown. "Lilianna, I love you, please…" He tried pleading once again and barely missed another chair that went sailing over his head, crashing against the wall by the door just as it opened.

"WHAT THE HELL?"

Liliya's eyes shot out of their sockets, not believing she was nearly decapitated by a flying chair. What the hell is Randy doing in here, was her first thought, and Liliya didn't move away from the door. She blocked it in fact just in case Lilianna decided to end Randy's career. Lilianna was more than capable of doing it too and Randy deserved it after hurting her best friend and tag team partner the way she had. She could tell Lilianna had erupted from the way her breathing heaved, her chest rising and falling rapidly and hot tears streamed down her face.

"This is your only warning, Orton, so open your fucking ears and pay attention. If you don't leave our dressing room right now, you'll be losing your balls next." Lilianna hissed venomously, her voice full of promise and dared him to defy her wishes. "You have 3 seconds."

Deciding now wasn't the time to provoke her further, Randy held his hands up and began backing away toward the open door Liliya currently blocked. "Fine, I'm going, but this isn't over, Lilianna." He stated, gritting his teeth and looked down at Liliya, his eyes demanding her to move.

"Come here again and I'll help her with the castration, asshole." Liliya promised, folding her arms in front of her chest and stepped aside, letting him stalk out. "What the hell was he doing here? Trying to feed you a line of bullshit about why he left you high and dry at the altar?"

"Something like that, but I wasn't hearing any of it." Lilianna replied, slumping down on the bench and buried her face in her hands, beginning to cry fully. "I hate him." She sobbed and Liliya sat down next to her, wrapping her arm around Lilianna's shoulders. "I hate him so much, Lyla…"

"I know, sweetie, I know." Liliya soothed, trying to help her friend the best way she knew how and felt Lilianna rest her head on her shoulder. "He's such an asshole. I hate him too."

After Lilianna had her crying jag, she jogged down to makeup to redo her face and then proceeded to get ready for her match that night against Summer Rae and Eva Marie. Lately, those bitches had stepped on their toes a little too much and it was time to show them who was the elite in the WWE's Diva's division. Summer Rae thought Lilianna had been flirting with her man, Fandango, who she valeted to the ring and Eva Marie was jealous of Liliya. They had interfered in their matches on more than a few occasions and the Lilies finally had enough.

Tonight, they would settle the score.