A few weeks later~
"…And that's Raw from Tampa, Florida! Goodnight everybody!" Michael Cole's voice traveled through the TV before the screen went black.
This was Kaitlyn's 3rd week out of WWE. She had requested it with much plea forcing Stephanie to allow it. She knew, technically she was at her prime right now but she couldn't keep going. She was emotionally drained.
So she had sat through Raws and Smackdowns with a bowl of different ice creams each day. She sat through AJ rubbing in that she won. She sat through the Divas trying to get their spot on top. She sat through The Shield coming out without her and not even bothering to call or text. Could she blame them though? If this was their way of saying that she was kicked out then it was pretty harsh. Hell, Raw was nearly 20 minutes away from her tonight! They could at least come over and break it to her face!
Maybe she just didn't deserve that. She had, after all, dropped them suddenly. Though, with the way Dean was going she was sure being kicked out was the next step. Whatever, I'm done with them anyways. Kaitlyn thought to herself as she turned off the TV.
She swung her feet off the couch and padded her way to the kitchen. There was a small pile of dishes that needed to be cleaned and she knew if she kept it there any longer then it won't ever get clean. So, she grabbed a sponge and started to scrub away at them; humming a soft tone as she did so.
She was nearly done when she heard her door bell ring. Who could it be at this hour?
"Coming!" She called out as she shut off the water; she quickly dried her hands before speed walking to the door.
"Whose there?" She called out as she looked through the peep hole.
"Me." A male voice said.
Kaitlyn's eyes widen as she saw who it was standing at her front door. The Diva stepped back slightly as her shock started to subdue and she quickly checked to make sure she looked okay.
Slender fingers wrapped around the doorknob as she turned it, opening it slowly.
"Roman?" She asked as he grinned gently at her.
"Hey, Kaitlyn." He greeted. "How are you?"
"I'm good." She answered. "Well, as good as I can get."
"Can I come in?" He asked with his hands in his pocket. If Kaitlyn didn't know any better she'd say he looked kind of nervous.
She moved to the side. "Come on in. Mi casa es tu casa." She spoke nonchalantly. "The living room is just down this hall."
The Texan Diva guided the bigger man into her home. She couldn't believe he was in here visiting her. She was so sure they weren't ever going to talk to her. After all, some hysteric girl basically blew up on their leader. They're loyal to each other. She wouldn't be surprised if they were doing the bros before hoes thing. Though, Roman was here so maybe he didn't mind talking to the "hoe."
The pair sat in the silent living room. They shared quick glances that were met with awkward grins. If he wasn't going to talk first then she will.
"Do you want anything to drink? Eat maybe…?" She asked him.
"Nah, I got something to eat before coming here." He answered her.
Kaitlyn nodded acknowledging. In fear of the awkwardness coming back Kaitlyn stumbled on her next words. "How are you here?"
"How am I here?"
"Sorry…" Kaitlyn's cheeks flushed. "I was going to say how are you? and ask why you're here but both came out. That was weird."
Roman let another easy grin fall on his face. All this grinning was freaking Kaitlyn out. He was never this quiet. Well…actually he has been this quiet but his silence usually comes with some overpowering glare. This time his eyes showed something else; something much calmer and…softer?
"You were never good with speaking." He joked. Kaitlyn threw him a playful glare as he let out a soft chuckle.
"Just answer the questions!" She rolled her eyes.
"I'm good." He said before tilting his body to face her more, leaning his elbows on his knees as he got more serious. "And, I'm here to see how you're doing after the…you know. I was worried."
"You were actually worried?" She asked incredulously.
"Yeah, we all are." He confessed.
"Even Dean?" Roman nodded.
Kaitlyn sat back on the couch at that. She really didn't expect him of all people to be worried about her.
Kaitlyn looked over at him. "Am I still…part of The Shield?" She asked nervously.
Roman shrugged. "As far as I'm concern you're still with us. Dean's never said anything like that. Honestly, I would fight for you to stay if he decided to kick you out." He spoke nonchalantly.
"But…I yelled at Dean. Hell, I cursed at him! The last time I checked guys in power don't seem to take too kindly to stuff like that." Kaitlyn scoffed out. She couldn't still be part of them. Dean didn't seem like the type to let stuff like that just pass by.
"That's true. He did have a bitch fit about it, but he got over it." Roman shrugged. "He realized that he didn't know what you were going through. None of us know…I'm sorry you have to go through that, Kaitlyn. I wish I could…I don't know, give you some advice or something but I've had them since coming here and I still have them."
Kaitlyn nodded, looking down at her lap. "You're lucky. The pain of fighting your best friend, having them treat you like you're no better than a stranger...it's tough. It hurts a lot."
"If you want to talk about it I'm willing to listen." He spoke.
"You don't want to listen to my bullshit." Kaitlyn shook her head.
Roman placed a hand on her shoulder which caused her to tense quickly but calmed down when she looked into Roman's eyes. "You're a Shield member. Your bullshit is our bullshit." He reassured her.
And with that, Kaitlyn decided to drain herself out. She spoke softly with each word and each story. She told the story of starting off with AJ, all the times they've done all these stupidly fun things together and how they'd promise to go through this together forever. Even when things got tough they promised to be the best of friends, but things got bad. Kaitlyn spoke of blaming Daniel at first but coming to the realization that AJ had just as much to do with this as any. It hurt her…it really hurt her.
Roman had, throughout the whole thing, only stopped her to ask question occasionally but had stayed relatively quiet. He had allowed her to poor her heart out, to cry when she needed to, to laugh at the memories and to express her anger whenever it flared up. He hadn't once looked at her oddly but with sympathy instead. It had honestly made her feel better; no one had ever asked her to speak her side. No one had asked her how she felt during all this. They had all assumed Kaitlyn was 100% great but she wasn't, she was far from it. But, after pouring herself out she felt so much better. Better but extremely tired.
At about 2:00 am Kaitlyn started to yawn and Roman had offered to hold her as she slept. She looked and felt vulnerable and like she needed someone; she so desperately did. Perhaps, if she was much more awake she would've declined, but she snuggled into Roman. A soft warm feeling grew in her as Roman hugged her closer to his chest and gently laid a soft kiss on her head. For the first time in a long time she felt like her problems with AJ would get better, like they would disappear. Roman's arms were magic like that she supposed.
Before she knew it she had fallen asleep in his arms. And, Roman had fallen asleep as well.
A/N: Update time! I hope you guys liked this! Now you guys have a clearer picture of things in this fic I think. It's suppose to be much more than the guys and power and the belt, but it was meant to be about a broken friendship and how that hurts. (Of course with the side of romance here and there woo haha) Anyways! I hope you enjoyed! Please review? ^.^
