"Brie? Brie!" Adriana called, knocking on Brie's hotel room door the next morning. "God damn it, Brianna!" She groaned, pounding on the door a little harder. "Brianna Monique Danielson! Get your ass up! We were supposed to be at the gym twenty minutes ago!" After a few more minutes of unanswered knocking, Adriana fished around in her gym bag for her iPhone. Pulling it out, she quickly dialed Brie's number. She could hear Brie's phone ringing from inside the hotel room, but Brie never answered. "Son of a bitch." She muttered, tossing the phone back into her bag.
"Hey, are you trying to get ahold of Brie?" Adriana turned around, nodding at Mia. "Yeah, we were supposed to have been at the gym like twenty minutes ago, but she isn't answering me." "I wouldn't hold my breath. We were out until like four in the morning." "Well, no wonder she's not up." Adriana groaned. "I'm headed to the gym now, if you want to tag along." Adriana thought for a moment. "What the hell. Sure, sounds great."
Adriana gave one last glance at Brie's hotel room door before following Mia down to the elevators. "How long have you known Brie?" She asked as she pressed the button for the lobby floor. "Brie? I've known her for like five years. We met back when I was first starting out, she offered to train me, and we've been friends ever since." Adriana explained as the elevator doors slid open and they stepped out into the lobby.
"So, Roman is gonna drive us. He's going too, but he goes off and does his own thing, so we can have girl talk." She said with a wink, to which Adriana raised her eyebrow as they approached a large black SUV. "Umm, what is he doing here?" Adriana asked as she saw Dean tossing a black gym back into the trunk of the car. "He's coming too. He and Roman always go to the gym together. I didn't think you'd mind." She said with a wink as she gave Roman a quick peck on the lips. "Hey, babe, Adriana's gonna tag along with us, okay? Her gym partner is still passed out upstairs." Roman nodded. "Sure.
He turned to look at Adriana. "So, you're Rollins' girl, huh?" Adriana glared daggers at him. Well, this was just fan-fucking-tastic. That's exactly what she wanted, was to be known as Rollins' girl. "No, I am not." She snapped. "I'm just forced to work with him. It's not by choice. Trust me on that one." Roman held his hands up in defense. "Easy girl." "Can we just go to the fucking gym?" Adriana snapped, irritation lacing her tone.
"Mmm," Dean murmured in her ear, his breath hot against her soft flesh. "I like em fiesty." Adriana felt a shiver run down her spine, but she quickly brused it off, shoving past him to slid into the back of the car. Dean slid into the backseat beside her, sitting uncomfortably close.
The ride to the gym was a short one, but it felt like hours to Adriana. The feel of Dean's skin agaisnt hers was driving her insane, nevermind how amazing he looked in that wifebeater. She bit her lip as she checked him out from the corner of her eye. Ever since last night in her hotel room, all she could think about was Dean. She couldn't stand the sexual tension between the two of them right now. She couldn't wait to get out of the car. It was too much. It was taking all she had not to rip his clothes off right now and...whoa, you're getting ahead of yourself there, girl.
"Ana?" Adriana was pulled from her thoughts by an unusual nickname coming from the man beside her. She raised an eyebrow at Dean. "Ana?" She repeated. He grinned. "Yes, Ana. We're here, cupcake. I've been trying to get your attention for a few minutes now. So lost in your thoughts about me, huh?" He smirked. Adriana hoped he didn't catch the blush that crept across her cheeks, because he was right." "Fuck off, Ambrose." She spoke, climbing out of the car, ignoring Dean's laughter.
"What do you want to do first?" Mia asked as she and Adriana seperated from the guys. "Well, I usually hit the bag first, but whatever you want to do." Mia shrugged. "Well, I've never done the bag before. I usually stick to the treadmill, but I'll give it a try." "Let's do it." The girls walked over to the punching bags, while the guys headed for the weights. After sneaking a peek at Dean, Adriana pulled out her iPhone, plugging her headphones in and tucking them into her ears. She set her iPhone to play her workout playlist and turned the volume up as high as it would go before tucking it into the band on her arm.
Focusing all of her attention to the bag, Adriana began kicking and punching it with all that she had in her. She pretended it was his stupid, smirking face. For every bruise he left, every bloody lip... For everything that bastard put her through, all the frustrations she had towards this man, she took it out on the punching bag.
Christina Aguilera's 'Fighter' blared through the earbuds sitting in her ears. The song had always spoken to Adriana. It had been part of the reason she'd suddenly become so motivated to break free from his clutches. The song made her feel empowered, like she could do anything.
The more she thought about Seth Rollins and what he'd put her through, the harder her punches and kicks became. Every punch...a harder hit...every slap...a harder hit...every kick...a harder hit. Reaching her fist back, Adriana slammed it so hard into the punching bag that the hook snapped and the bag fell to the floor with a loud thud.
"Jesus, Adriana!" Mia exclaimed as Adriana pulled the headphones from her ears. "What the hell did that punching bag ever do to you?" Adriana dragged a hand down her face, breathing heavily as she struggled to catch her breath. "I, uh...I don't know. I just...got a little too into it, I guess?" She answered, ignoring the stares from everyone in the gym. "Ya think?" Mia exclaimed, shaking her head. "How about me hit the treadmills, yeah?" Adriana nodded. "Yeah, okay."
"Dean is staring at you." Adriana's eyes snapped up to where Dean and Roman were lifting weights and, sure enough, Dean was staring right at her, an intrigued look on his face. "Well, I did just pummel the hell out of a punching bag. I'd stare too." "I don't think that's why he's staring." She teased. "Shut up." Adriana muttered, looking away from Dean as she continued running on the treadmill. A knowing look crossed Mia's face and she grinned. "You like Dean!" Adriana's head snapped up. "Shut up, no I don't."
"You totally do, don't you! Look at your face! You're turning so red-" Adriana quickly clamped a hand over Mia's mouth. "Shut the hell up!" She whispered loudly. Mia giggled, pulling Adriana's hand from her mouth. "Sorry, sorry. I'm definitely not letting this go, though." "I'll do worse to you than that punching bag." Adriana threatened. "Sure you will. You loooooove him." Mia teased. Adriana shut off her treadmill and hopped off. "Later." She growled, causing Mia to giggle. Grabbing her water bottle, Adriana took a long swig and headed out to the parking lot.
"I didn't take you for a smoker." Adriana looked up from where she was sitting on the sidewalk in the designated smoker's area. "I don't smoke." She answered. "This seat taken?" Adriana shrugged, gesturing to the empty space beside her. "Go for it." Dean sat on the sidewalk beside her, pulling a cigarette from his pocket. Adriana wrinkled her nose in disgust.
"She sits in the smoking area," Dean chuckled, tucking the cigarette back into the pack. "yet she's disgusted when someone pulls out a cigarette." Adriana giggled with a shrug. "I dunno. Seemed like a nice place to sit. Nobody was over here, and I wanted to be alone." "Alone, huh? Would that have anything to do with the hell you unleashed on that poor punching bag?"
"Can we not talk about that?" "Why not?" Adriana sighed heavily, rubbing at her temples. "Because I just don't want to, okay? Besides, it's not really your business." "Isn't it?" Dean questioned. "I think you made it my business when you stopped Seth Rollins from beating the shit out me." "I told you, I felt bad for you. Let it go." "No, I'm not gonna just let it go. You're hiding something."
"So what if I am?" Adriana jumped up. "It's not any of your goddamn business. I felt bad for you, end of story. It's not going to happen again, kay? Get over it." She snapped, storming off. "Hey, where are you going?" He called after her, standing up. "Back to the hotel." "How are you gonna get there?" "I'll walk, asshole." She snapped, storming off down the street.
Groaning, Adriana reached out from under the covers for her ringing cell phone, which was resting on the nightstand beside the hotel bed. "Hello?" She sleepily mumbled into the phone. "Adriana, it's Stephanie. I need you to come to my office as soon as possible." "Sure thing, Stephanie. I'm on my way. Adriana quickly jumped out of bed and jumped in the shower. She knew staying out late with Paige last night was a bad idea, but after her last encounter with Dean at the gym the other day, she needed a night out. They'd stayed out until nearly five in the morning, which wasn't really smart considering it was Monday, and the girls had to work tonight.
"Hey, what are you doing here so early?" Brie asked as Adriana briskly walked past her. "Oh, Stephanie called me, said she needed me to come in. Probably to talk about what happened last week on RAW and figure out where to go from there." "With that weasel?" Brie asked, nose wrinkled in disgust. Adriana giggled. "Yeah, with that weasel."
"Hey there, gorgeous." Adriana felt her whole body tense as he put his hand on her lower back, just barely grazing her ass with his fingertips. "Let me escort you to Stephanie's office. I'm gonna be in the meeting, too." Adriana made a face at Brie, who stifled a giggle as Adriana turned to him and smiled. "Sure, thanks Seth. I'll see you later, Brie." She said through slightly gritted teeth as she allowed Seth to guide her towards Stephanie's office.
"Seth, Adriana, come on in and have a seat." Stephanie greeted as Seth pulled out a chair for Adriana. She flashed a fake smile. "Thanks, Seth." He smiled as he sat down beside her. "Alright, I've spent the last week talking with creative, and we've finally come up with a way to explain what happened last week." Seth and Adriana leaned forward as they anxiously awaited for Stephanie to continue.
"Adriana, you're going to be cutting a promo tonight." Adriana raised an eyebrow. "I am?" Stephanie nodded. "You are. In it, you're going to explain your actions. Explain that it's really Dean that you want, and that you took out Seth for him. Dean will come out, and then, Seth will come out, causing a fight between the two of them over you. Mid-fight, we want you to pick up a kendo stick and you're going to be attacking someone, but it's not going to be Seth Rollins." Stephanie grinned. "You're going to be attacking Dean Ambrose."