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Give In To Me: Chapter 11

Wade

We finally reached the hotel. I helped her out of the cab and I led her through the lobby and hallways to the area where all of the Nexus rooms were tonight.

"Shit, I don't have my room key, it's in my gear bag…which I left at the arena!" she said irritated and holding her head.

"I texted Heath to bring both of our things back to the hotel, don't worry about it," I reassured her. "Besides, you won't be needing your key tonight."

"Why?"

"Because you are staying with me tonight," I said. Her brow furrowed, a little confused.

"What?" She asked sharply as I opened my hotel room door.

"I said you are staying with me tonight," I said gesturing her to enter the room. She did reluctantly.

"Why do I have to stay with you?" She whined.

"The doctor said to have somebody look after you for 24 hours and make sure you don't sleep." The answer seemed to disarm her. She calmed a bit before speaking.

"Why can't I stay in my usual room with Justin and Heath?" She asked curiously. "They could keep an eye on me."

"Because I said so, Scarlett."

"That's not really a good reason…or much of a reason at all," she protested.

"I'm the leader of The Nexus, if I decide something, I decide something and it's final."

"Seriously? Worst reasoning ever. Besides, there's only one bed!"

"First of all, I don't answer to you, Scarlett. Deal with it. Secondly, you can't sleep for 24 hours anyway. Therefore there is no problem. Now drop it," I snarled.

"No, I wont drop it. If I have to stay here, I want to know why. You and I both know I wont give it up," She said smugly. She sat on the edge of the bed, her arms crossed. I took a breath. We sat in silence for a few minutes until I spoke.

"I'm the leader of The Nexus. You are a member, I'm taking care of my group member like a good leader would."

"You and I both know that isn't it." She pressed. She was good.

"You really want to know why?…" She nodded. "I'm the one who put you in danger. You were only on that apron to save me…to protect me. The least I can do is look after you for 24 goddamn hours! Is that enough reason for you Scarlett?" I said raising my voice. I stood up and walked into the bathroom. When I returned a few minutes later, she still seemed a little taken back. She just looked at me and put a hand on my shoulder.

"Thank you, Wade," She said softly. I nodded silently.

I turned on the television and we watched together without speaking a word. For somebody who was usually so vocal, it was strange that she'd been so quiet. Once again it was me who broke the silence.

"Would you like to change your clothes? I know you don't have your things yet, but I could lend you something…That corset and leather shorts have got to be rather uncomfortable," I rambled. She just looked at me. A small smile crossed her face.

"If it's alright, I could definitely use a change of clothes…corsets aren't exactly made for lounging."

"Of course, what would you like?"

"It doesn't matter. Whatever's fine," she answered rather politely.

"You know what, I'm going to go grab some ice. Why don't you help yourself to whichever clothes in my suitcase you'd like," I said getting up and grabbing the ice bucket. She nodded and I left the room.

I took my time walking down the hallway and down to the lobby. I ordered some room service to be sent up before grabbing the ice. I returned to the room. Scarlett had changed already. She had traded her corset and leather shorts for one of my Nexus shirts. On my 6'7 frame it was fitted, on her smaller 5'8 frame, it graced her body at mid thigh. If she was wearing any of my shorts, I sure didn't see any. I couldn't help but stare at her for a second.

"Well don't you look much more comfortable," I said lightheartedly.

"Yeah, much better. Thanks for the clothes…or I guess it's just a shirt." I gulped. She really wasn't wearing any bottoms.

"It's no problem at all. So what would you like to do? We've got a lot of time to pass."

"I'm okay just watching tv, there really isn't much else to do."

"True, plus you have a concussion…." I said with a chuckle.

"Pfft, I'll be fine. I just have a raging headache…and an aching ribcage…no biggie," she said slightly sarcastically. I had to admit, she seemed more relaxed tonight. Almost disarmed. Her usual attitude had a more playful tone. I just shook my head.

"To be fair, I told you not to get near the ring, I told you it was going to get nasty. You decided to, surprise surprise, not listen and get on the apron anyways," I shot back. Her eyes narrowed.

"To save your sorry ass! Maybe I should have let Cena desecrate you after all!"

"You are just mad that you are bad at following directions, you stubborn woman!"

"Hey!" She grabbed a pillow, smacking me in the face with it. I shot her a look.

"I would hit you back but you are already concussed." She stuck her tongue out at me, I tried to resist smiling.

"You are an asshole!" She laughed.

"That I am. People aren't afraid of me because I'm nice."

"I didn't know people were afraid of you so…." She joked.

"You are a saucy little number tonight," I remarked.

"I'm always this saucy, you just aren't around me for extended periods of time," she fired back.

"I suppose you're right."

"Of course I am, I'm awesome!" She giggled.

"Wow, I can definitely tell that you hang with Orton and Cena when you talk like that!" I quipped.

"Whoa!…well yeah, I guess they do have egos. They are talented as hell though. Surely you can acknowledge that."

"Of course I do. Why do you think I asked Cena to join The Nexus? He's good. Orton is too but he's too headstrong for working in a group if he's not the leader."

"You've got a valid point there. Randy is a stubborn man."

A knocking rang against our door. I jumped up and answered. It was the room service I'd ordered. I tipped the room service guy and he was on his way.

"I figured you should eat something."

"Thank you." I rolled the cart to the foot of the bed. We both began to munch off the tray.

"So how is ol' Randy handling you being in Nexus? He can't be too pleased," I implored, knowing the answer. She smirked.

"Oh, he absolutely hates it. He thinks being with you guys is making me regress to the 'vicious and devious' woman I was when I first joined the WWE."

"Ahh. Well, that is preposterous. We didn't bring it back in you. You always had it, we just gave you the stage to show it off." She laughed.

"Maybe I'll tell him that. He will love it. It's a darker side of me, I have to admit."

"Can I tell you something, Scarlett?" She cocked her head to the side with interest.

"Sure, why not?"

"When The Nexus and I were searching for the perfect female member, we had been watching matches for weeks. Obviously there aren't many per week. So instead, we began watching old matches so we could get a better idea of the diva's abilities."

"Well that is a pretty good idea…"

"We thought so too. Anyways, we had it narrowed to a few women, including you. You know what made me decide on you?"

"My drop dead good looks," She joked.

"Well that, and seeing those old matches of yours. I saw something in those tapes, you had power, control, moxie. I knew immediately that you had exactly what it took to be one of us as well as have a lot to bring to the table. Not everybody agreed. Some people thought you were too much of a risk, but I insisted on choosing you." I looked at her, a smile crossed her face.

"Were you right?"

"Yeah, so far you have proven me right. You have done outstanding, even though you are a pain in the ass."

"Hey! You aren't exactly a ray of sunshine either! You are a pompous ass!" We both laughed. "You know I believe this is the longest we have been in the same room without one of us storming out post fight.

"Sadly, I think you are right."

We found a movie on the hotel movie channels and ordered it. We chatted and laughed together. Strangely getting along. It was obvious that we were beginning to tire. Soon, it was 4am. I was getting beyond drowsy.

Scarlett

It was getting late. Wade and I were both tucked under the covers on complete opposite sides of the bed. We were halfway through The Shawshank Redemption when Wade's breathing had slowed. After a few minutes I knew he had fallen asleep. I decided to let him sleep. I turned my attention to the tv screen. I heard him stir and roll over. He looked rather peaceful when he slept. It was an odd sight to see him look so relaxed, unguarded.

One hour later he began to wake up.

"Morning sunshine," I said in mock cheerfulness.

"Mmhm…why the hell didn't you wake me?" He asked groggily.

"You were tired so I let you sleep," I said simply.

"I'm supposed to look after you tonight! How am I supposed to do that when I'm not conscious?" He shot back.

"Relax Barrett, I'm fine. You just needed to sleep a little, recharge your batteries."

"Okay, I'll drop it. Just don't let me dose off again, Ms, Sinclair, I mean it!"

"Yes sir," I said with a salute.

We began watching yet another movie, something Wade had picked out. I began feeling groggy.

"Scarlett!" Wade shouted. I shot up.

"Let me sleep, Im so tired!"

"Nope. You have to stay up! I'm not going to be the reason you become an invalid!" He said seriously. I began to laugh.

"Why so serious Wade?" He withheld a smirk.

"Oh fuck off! Go take a shower or something to wake yourself up a bit," he suggested.

"Oh fine," I conceded. It really wasn't worth the fight with him.

Wade

I watched as she slid out of the covers. She had to quickly adjust the shirt she was wearing in order to cover her ass on the way to the bathroom. I couldn't hold back a smile. I had to admit I was actually having fun with her. It was rather unexpected.

Her phone began to vibrate on the night stand. I grabbed it and promptly answered it.

"Hello?"

"Barrett, where the fuck is Scarlett?" Randy Orton bellowed on the other end.

"Oh, hello Randy. Good to hear from you. Scarlett can't get to the phone right now."

"Why the hell not?"

"I'm afraid she's in the shower," I said smugly. Pissing him off was way too easy.

"Why is her phone in your room?"

"Maybe the better question is why is she in my shower?" Randy was oddly silent. "I'll answer that question for you. She stayed with me tonight."

"What happened to Heath and Justin?" He spat.

"They are just fine in their room. I decided to change her accommodations for the night."

"You are a son of a bitch, Barrett."

"I know you haven't cared enough to ask so far, so I will let you know. Yes, she is alright. She is safe. Her ribs are bruised and she has a bloody concussion and cannot sleep for 24 hours. Which is why she is staying with me tonight, I've stayed up with her, you ass."

"I was getting to that."

"I'm sure. Don't worry I'm taking very good care of her. Later, Orton." I hung up.

The nerve of that man to not ask how she was. He was more concerned with me than her well being. I angrily dialed up room service and ordered coffee and breakfast. I heard the bathroom door open. Scarlett emerged once again in my borrowed Nexus t-shirt.

"You were right, I needed that," She said referring to the shower.

"Maybe you should listen to me more often!"

"Fat chance!"

"You are impossible!"

"You just can't handle all of this!"

"Why do I put up with you?" I said exasperated.

"Because I'm amazing!"

"Oh whatever!"

"By the way, thank you for taking care of me tonight, even though it was completely unnecessary."

'You are very welcome, I've actually had a good time."

"Me too, Barrett, me too."

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