"You've got to be kidding me," Dean sighed as he threw his head back against the cushions of the cheap couch. "I was there? And I didn't stop you two?"

Paige and Seth exchanged confused looks as they sat across from each other on either sides of the worn-out coffee table. Thankfully, Paige had changed back into her street clothes, which still smelled like sweat and a wrestling mat.

"You were there the first night," Seth confirmed, "but we stopped after that."

Dean nodded. "You stopped sleeping together."

Paige winced at the sound of their relationship being summed up into that simple phrase. "Yes," she said, trying not to clench her teeth together too hard.

"We thought that it meant nothing, and that we should just pretend that it never happened." Seth looked up at the brunette who was standing across from him, looking down at her feet in shame. "But, one thing led to another and we ended up doing it again."

"But we're not together," Paige added. By that point, nothing could possibly make her feel more ashamed than having to explain everything that happened that first to a man who mistook her for some cheap hooker.

Dean brushed through his hair with his fingers before biting the inside of his cheek. "You're nailing a girl who doesn't want to have a relationship with you?" It took Seth a minute to come to terms with another one of his simplified versions of the truth, but when he did he nodded in confirmation. "Damn, man. And all this time we all thought you had no game."

"No game?" Seth silently muttered. "Who thought that I had no game?"

"The point is," Paige chimed in, ignoring Seth's upsetting comments. She knew that if she left him go on for too long, they'd all lose track of where they needed to head. "You can't tell anyone about this."

He sent them a nettling look of almost disappointment. "Why not?"

"Because," she responded before she could think of a reason.

Cocking his head to the side, Dean raised an eyebrow. "It's three in the morning. I should be out somewhere where nobody recognizes me, hooking up with some chick, and instead I'm sitting here listening to your sorry-ass excuses."

Paige stood silent, stuffing her hands into her jacket pockets out of discomfort. "Just, don't tell anybody."

"Why is this so important to you two anyways? You're just screwing each other, it's not that bad."

"For you," Seth responded, "it wouldn't be that bad. But for us, it is."

Something within her told her that what he'd said wasn't supposed to make her feel as bad as she begun to feel after he said it. As if being embarrassed out of her mind wasn't bad enough, she was actually beginning to feel more sad than anything else.

Dean rolled his eyes. "You're pathetic."

"How?"

"You're keeping this a secret from everybody, when nobody would even care."

Paige bit her lip as Seth looked up at her, gazing into her eyes, begging her to help him. "Just, please. Please don't say a word." She slightly frowned, pulling her bottom lip under the top row of her teeth.

The dirty-blonde - physically and literally - pursed his lips together as a smirk formed at the corner of his mouth. "You and your pretty little accent. I can see why Seth keeps coming back for more," he cooed.

The brunette forced herself not to laugh at his comments, as she found them comfortingly comedic. It felt good to hear someone trying to make light of the sticky situation she'd gotten herself, and Seth, into. "Bloody hell," she muttered, "will you or will you not keep this a secret?"

"I will, I will!" He threw his hands up as if he were surrendering. "Jesus Christ. If I didn't know any better I'd think you were in love or something."

Despite the sworn secrecy of their meetings, Paige and Seth took a break from hooking up. Whether or not it had to do with Dean's finding out or not wasn't determined, by themselves either. All they knew was that they were taking a break.

If you can even take a break from something that was never really started.

"So, why aren't you going out with the rest of us tonight?" Emma asked, sliding on her jacket and stuffing random items into her oversized purse.

Paige raised an eyebrow at the sight of her petite friend with the large tote in her hands. "I don't feel quite up to it tonight."

"Oh come on," she sighed, "don't give me that crap. You used to love going out with us."

"That was before I won the Divas Title," she explained.

The blonde propped a hand on her hip. "You're kidding me, right?"

"What? I don't want to get all worked up again and make a fool of myself."

Emma let out a snort-filled laugh, throwing her head back in amusement. It wasn't until her eyes opened and saw the expressionless face of her friend that she settled herself down and calmed. "Wait, again?"

Her eyes widened, but she quickly returned her face to normal before answering. "Oh, you know," she said, trailing off down a pathless road.

"Know what?"

She somehow knew that her friend was enticing her meaninglessly, so she played along for her sake. "You know how I get."

"Actually," Emma said as she walked closer, "I don't. You never really get drunk, you know? You just get...tipsy."

"Why are we having this conversation?"

"Because you're being a selfish little bitch."

It was Paige's turn to laugh, so she did, letting out a wimpy giggle. "I don't want to go out to a club with you, where we're bound to get mauled by a drunk crowd, so that I can save my, and your, reputation. And I'm the bitch?"

Emma shrugged. "If the shoe fits." The blonde got back up and began to throw things into her purse again as Paige stood up and walked after her.

"The shoe doesn't fit, and I'm still not going."

"Fine," she sighed, "have it your way. And by your way, I mean the boring, stare-at-a-wall-for-hours kind of way."

She felt as the blonde lazily pressed a hand against her shoulder, barely cupping it with her finger tips. "Is there a reason you're touching me?"

"Just feeling pity for you, that's all."

The brunette rolled her eyes and walked back, returning to her seated position on the hotel bed. "Don't pity me. I'll be fine, in my room, alone."

"In our room, I may remind you." Once the Australian native finished packing her already overstuffed tote, she rested her palms on her hips, wrapping her fingers around the bones. "I think I'm done."

"Done packing everything we own?" Paige teased.

"No," she said, shaking her head in a mocking fashion. "I'm headed out."

"Don't get lost," Paige called out as her friend made her way for the door.

"Don't invite over some random guy and get knocked up," her friend retorted, closing the door behind her.

Once she was alone, the brunette sighed and stared around the empty room in silence. She'd never fully realized how quiet things truly got when her bubbly companion left the room, and she'd never admit it, but she didn't like the feeling of eerie silence that surrounded her.

Sitting back, Paige allowed herself to recall what had happened with Seth. For some reason, nothing made full sense to her. She knew that they were walking on thin ice after Dean discovering their secrets, but she also knew that he promised he'd keep it with his mouth shut.

And she knew that keeping his mouth shut wasn't one of his strong suits.

Suddenly the brunette felt a vibration coming from her pocket. She reached in and pulled out her phone to see that there was one text message from Emma.

"Call me when staring at a wall gets boring!"

Paige rolled her eyes and snickered under her breath. Thoughts crept into her mind, and she knew that she would end up regretting it, but with Seth being absent from her life she had nothing fun to do anymore. So, she grabbed her jacket and caught a cab that took her to the spot Emma sent her.

Neon lights and loud music were the only things Paige could focus on. She knew how much her friends enjoyed the usual quick trip to the local clubs wherever they happened to be that week, but she'd almost forgotten the chaotic scenes that were unfolding in front of her.

She couldn't remember how long she'd been wandering through the crowd before she spotted the quirky blonde who was dancing in the middle of their friends, not even caring about the people who had surrounded her. Part of her wished that she could be that care-free, but then she remembered how important her career was to her and how even the slightest misconception by a fan or co-worker could be the end-all-be-all of her dreams.

It was surprising to her that it wasn't Emma who noticed her first, but it was the ferocious Tamina Snuka who approached her through the dense crowd.

"Paige," Tamina called out over the rough music.

The raven-haired Diva faintly smiled at her former rival, trying her best to be decent. "Hello," she forced herself to say.

"I know that this wasn't your idea."

"What? Coming here?" She nodded. "I came here all on my own."

"Sure," Tamina spoke up, "I'm sure that you didn't get the speech as Emma was getting ready either."

Paige snickered at the woman's righteous comments. Although she knew that what she had been saying was the truth, she still didn't want to accept defeat. "I just wanted a break, okay?"

The older Diva held her hands up as a symbol of surrender. "It is what it is."

"Paige? You came!"

Turning her head, Paige forced a brighter smile toward Emma. "I came," she confirmed.

"What changed your mind?"

Looking down at the half-way empty cup in her friend's hand, she sighed as she remembered the first night with Seth. "I guess I just needed some fresh air."

Drunk and confused, Emma didn't even realize the irony in her friend's comment. "Well, then it's a good thing that you showed up when you did! We just paid the DJ to play something good!"

"Great," she muttered, trailing off as she was dragged into the center of a messy, chaotic crowd.

She knew that this was going to be a very long night.

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