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Dean stopped, the fingers around his wrist were rather loosely placed, if it wasn't that he also wanted to stay, he wouldn't have noticed his hand.
Small sobs escaped from Seth's mouth, his head bowed down, shaking his head, he wanted to talk but couldn't bring himself to do it. Didn't know how to. Dean's eyebrows furrowed together in concern. He had no idea what to do. Seth was crumbling right in front of him and he couldn't stop it.
Kneeling down in front of him, Dean gently rubbed his hand in his. Then he heard Seth's shaky breath, and a sob that tore him apart from the inside of his body. He couldn't keep acting as cold as he tried to, he sat down next to him and wrapped his arms around Seth, and he rapidly moved to lay in Dean's chest. Dean was unsure to why was he doing it. After all he had so coldly betrayed him. But a part of him knew this was sincere, he'd never seen him like this.
"I'm sorry, Dean.." Seth began, muttering against his chest. "For everything.." He finished, looking up to look at Dean's face as he sat straight. His face seemed unreadable. Dean nodded just before rushing towards the door. He'd curse himself for being there.
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Dean smiles as he stares at Seth's black eye.
Roman looks at Dean as he smiles towards Seth, somehow he knows he's had something to do with the new asset on his eye.
"What did you do?" Roman asks and Dean just shrugs, making Roman roll his eyes.
Dean never really spoke too much with him anyways. But he knew he was up to something. Roman was going to know what had happened between the two, but before that happened he had to take care of a little business with Randy.
As his music hit, his shoulders tensed, for some reason, he felt like he was about to fight Seth, he'd allow himself to release the anger bottled up since the betrayal, and beat the heck out of Randy. Stupid sellouts.
Randy was already waiting in the ring as he got in it, a small vicious smirk playing on the side of his mouth. He'd superman punch it right out. His body was growing anxious as the bell seemed to take too long to ring.
Ding! Ding!
As soon as it did, both Randy and Roman threw at each other with the same force, Roman struggling to get out of Randy's reach, and when he did, he got hit in the face several times, being backed up against the ring post, he quickly threw some punches at him to create separation.
"Get off of me, fucker." Roman cursed, gritting his teeth. Then as he ran towards Randy he got caught by a powerslam.
Randy smiled evilly down on him.
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As the match ended, after the authority had attacked both Randy and Roman, he headed backstage. He took a quick shower, they'd soon get to the hotel anyways, he was going to be able to taking a calming bath.
As Roman got out of the showers he looked at Seth approaching, he growled. Roman fixed his eyes on Seth, and he knew Seth felt uncomfortable. As they kept on closing the distance between the two, Seth held his breath, holding tightly onto his towel, he knew Roman was still pretty angry at him. When the space between them closed, he stared him down. Roman so wanted to beat him right up there, but he couldn't, he shouldn't. His fists hurting as they curled tighter, that's when he realized he'd had his hand in a fist. But that had become normal now, his whole body had become used to getting tense whenever he saw Seth. Enraged just at the thought of him facing Seth at payback.
Just a few more days until then... He uttered.
Just as he got into his locker room he got a call from Dean, telling him to hurry 'cause they were soon living to another city. Roman sighed. He changed into fresh clothes, his wet hair slightly wetting his shirt. As he was mindlessly shuffling through his stuff, he found a few pictures they'd took in different cities, the first one was a little blurry, Dean was cracking jokes, Seth couldn't hold his laugher, his hand laying over Dean's shoulder as they looked at each other laughing. Roman took that picture. The next one was a picture of the three of them, they asked someone to take it for them. Dean and Roman were smiling bright while Seth had a quite serious face, he was being forced to go into a giant roller coaster, so he thought. Saying he was anxious was an understatement. He'd held Roman's hand the whole way. He sat in the middle as Dean wanted to be on the very front, and Seth was sure he'd die when the machine started. Roman almost felt his stomach growing sicker with each turn, and he just laughed.
He sighed putting them back underneath some things. Wiping away some drops forming in the corner of his eyes, he turned around, and headed outside with his bag.
Roman wasn't sure why did Seth betray them that way. Maybe he was just an asshole since the beginning.. But he was sure he never felt that. He missed him too. Specially when Dean lost it, they'd both try to calm him down, Seth was always the one that kept the team together, and now he's gone. He never really shared too many things with everyone, even with Dean he was never so open, as he was with Seth. That's why he took it so personal. He'd destroy him before he'd use his own secrets against him. But he knew he wouldn't do that. It was something in the back of Seth's eyes that told him his concern was sincere, and he could trust him. He wasn't sure about it anymore. Who would've blamed him?
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He was walking in the hallway, towards Dean's room, they'd soon leave, and he had to get there to make Dean hurry. When suddenly he'd seen something with his peripheral view, but it was too late to check what was it. Now it was on top of him.
"What the fuck are you doing?!" Roman barked.
"Listen, I just want us to talk, okay? You just never let me!" Seth exclaimed.
"Oh sure, and you thought I would listen to you like this? By tackling me?" Roman rolled his eyes.
"I didn't know what to do. You're always being pretty intimidating.." Seth said.
Roman slightly squinted his eyes, then sighed.
"Whatever dude, you can talk all you what I won't believe it." Roman said. "Now get off of me!" He demanded.
"Just let me talk!" Seth whined.
"Do you have to be on top of me to do it?" Roman yelled a little too loud. He felt his cheeks redden slightly as some people got out their rooms. He threw Seth aside and grabbed his bag as he stood up.
"Fine. But we'll go to Dean's room." Roman said, pointing at Dean's room a few rooms away. Seth nodded.
When they got in, Dean was a mess trying to get his stuff in his luggage. Seth rolled his eyes, Roman groaned.
"Roman, can you help me here?" Dean whined until he saw Seth standing up right beside him. His eyebrows arched, curiously.
"You can keep doing that, I'll just have a talk with Seth to get this crap over with." Roman said, making Dean calm down a bit, he nodded and left.
"Talk." Roman demanded.
Seth knew he was an aggressive guy but he never spoke to him like that, and it made him feel really uncomfortable. He felt like the bad child who escaped home. He was now missing being in the same room laughing and joking with the two men in the room.
"I.. I don't know where to start.." He began. Sitting down just when Roman did.
"I don't know I just.. I didn't know it was going to be like this.. Triple H didn't mention until that day what I had to do.. He.." Seth shook slightly, looking down on his boots.
"He promised me you guys would be fine. He never mentioned anything else than that I had to leave and he'd give me... All the stuff he mentioned.." He knew it wasn't worth it to mention the things Triple H promised him. They didn't have as much meaning as his 'brothers'.
Roman was staring at Seth with a serious expression, like he was looking for something in Seth's face. Seth began growing impatient. He'd never felt so scared of Roman.
"Do you want me to believe that?" Roman finally asked.
"No.." Seth said, now looking up at Roman.
"But, I want you to know that I didn't mean to hurt you.. I'm sorry.. Really sorry.." Seth managed to say, without his voice sounding shaky. Tears began rolling down his face. Then a small sob escaped his lips, it was small, barely audible.
Roman sighed. That was enough for him to realize he was sincere. He hated to see Seth suffer like this.
"Okay.. It's okay, man." Roman said. He rubbed Seth's shoulder.
Seth turned to look at him.
"Just remember you chose this upon yourself." Roman reminded.
Seth nodded. "I know.. Wish I'd known better.." Seth whispered.
"It's fine, you'll live." Roman said.
"I'll leave now." Seth announced as he stood up.
"Just remember, I'll still take that championship of yours." Roman laughed. Seth smiled as he stepped out of the room, he was finally cool with them.
A/N: thank you everyone for the reviews! I'm glad you liked the previous chapters! I hope you like this one as well. It just might be the last, but I'm not sure how to continue it. If you guys have any ideas, they're always welcomed. Thank you! And reviews are always highly appreciated! The continuing of the story will be written in other story, "complications in the way".