Hey guys! I figured out chapter 11! It's short, so I apologize. I don't claim any ownership of the wwe!
I took Raw off, packing as fast as I could. I guess Brie showed up, and Stephanie slapped her, Stephanie got arrested and Brock was back in the show. I didn't like Brock, he was just so, I don't know, something about him made me unconformable. I slept in my bed, which was covered in junk. I called every apartment complex in Orlando, Florida, but couldn't find one I could afford. I blew a chunk of my hair out of my eyes as I packed more junk, I heard a Knock and looked through the peep-hole, Jimmy, Jey, and Naomi stood on the other side. I opened the door quickly, directing traffic. The guys tore my bed apart, loading it up into Jey's truck as Naomi and I packed. It took a while, but by that night, all my stuff was tucked away in a storage unit and I paid the first 4 months of rent, just long enough for me to get on my feet. I treated the guys and Naomi to pizza, a small thanks for helping me move. They seemed to enjoy it. I waved good-bye to them as I took my suitcase and headed off to Smackdown. Ready for what's to come. I arrived early on Wednesday, not realizing how tired I am from driving alone. I forced myself to stay awake and hit the gym, practicing sparring with a trainer, kicking his ass. Friday came around and I sat away from the other Divas, feeling like they could all turn on me in a second. I still felt a little sore, my back was still bruised from those choke slams, but they were worth it. Dean didn't get curbstomped again. I would take a thousand chokeslams, if that means Seth won't have to hurt his best friends anymore. I was reading when I heard Dean's music playing. He was in a no disqualification match against Cesaro, since Dean disqualified himself last Monday. I giggled as he went nuts. I didn't like these matches, to violent for me. I buried my head in my book, listening in. I looked up when I heard Dean's music, smiling that he won, but not surprised, Dean was nuts when it came to that stuff. As Dean was sitting up, Seth came out of no where, attacking. I jumped up, throwing my book to the side and running, Roman and Dean were still not talking to each other, so I doubt Roman was even watching the match. I ran as fast as I could. I saw Rollins beating Ambrose in the corner, I scrambled through the ropes, taking Seth down, I grabbed a chair, standing in front of Dean, holding the chair, ready to swing. Seth came towards me and I went to swing, but was hit hard in the back by Cesaro.
"Shit." I muttered as I fell to my knees, in pain. Cesaro and Seth went back to attacking Dean, who was still down. I tried to get to my feet, Cesaro and Seth distracted with Dean who was fighting back. I climbed to the top rope, waiting for one of them to turn towards me. I saw Cesaro turn slightly and I leapt, right into a chair, I fell hard and stayed down. I heard Dean get curbstomped and they left. I tried to pull myself up, but fell back, I felt something dripping down my face. I felt my head and pulled my hand back, seeing blood in my hand. My forehead busted. I sat up, on my knees, hunched over. Dean was slowly moving up. I was stunned that Cesaro actually hit me with the chair like that. That was a risky thing to do. So many things could have gone wrong. That freaking idiot. I slowly looked up, blood running down my face. I wiped it from my eyes, but it was bad. I know it's bad. Dean's eyes widened at the amount of blood gushing from my face. I held my bloodied hands in front of me, just staring at them, also shocked. Dean stumbled to me, yanking his shirt over his head, kneeling by me and pressing it to my head.
"What the fuck! Why are you guys just standing there! She's hurt!" Dean yelled towards the ref, who was just standing there, in shock, jumped into action. I felt like I was in a heavy fog. People were asking me questions, and I couldn't answer, it was all blending together. I blinked, trying to focus, but I felt tired.
*Seth's pov! Ain't did his yet.*
As soon as I got back stage, I shoved Cesaro into the wall. Glaring at him.
"Thought I said the girl was off-limits!" I said through clenched teeth. He shrugged.
"Whoops." He shoved past me. I yanked him to face the screen.
"Look at your whoops." I pointed to where Jojo was bleeding through Dean's shirt, once white now red. "Look good and hard. Your botch just bussed that girl's head open." I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked and saw it was Kane, and Randy. Cesaro walked away.
"Look at her bleed. Stupid bitch should've stayed back reading her book." Kane said. I made a point to watch him, he seemed obsessed with Jojo. I just stared.
"Hey, one less person to worry about. Their finally torn apart! Ain't that great boys?" Triple H asked. Looking around at us. I kept my gaze on the t.v, suddenly Roman was out there, looking very concern, and Dean put a hand on his shoulder, Roman looked at his hand and I hoped he wasn't going to shove it off, but Roman just tapped Dean on the back, obvious that they put their differences aside, without me.
"Nope. They are willing to put their difference aside for her. You dramatically underestimated how much they care for her, respect her. Look at her. She got her ribs bussed, her head bussed, all to help them out. She has heart." I said, realizing I do slur my s and t sound. Randy, Kane and Triple H stared at me. I pointed to the screen, "Look. They totally act like nothing bad happened between them and look at her, she's bleeding and she's worried about Dean." I saw her looking at his shoulder, which was bad. He needs to get it looked at, but he's too stubborn. I sighed, "Your losing at this Hunter." I turned looking at them, shuffling my money in the Bank contract. Mission take Kane out is on the way. Randy's pissed about Roman ruining his chance at Cena's belts. I warned Roman about the attack happening on Monday, so he's ready to call out Randy on Friday, setting Hunter to put Roman in a last man standing match against Kane, which I hope Roman wins and will piss Kane off to the point of quitting. I heard Dean on the mic out in the ring. Jojo was being helped out by officials as Roman was pacing.
"Hunter! Hunter! I want your ass out here now!" Dean demanded. Hunter sighed, but started walking out, motioning for us to follow, we passed a bloodied Jojo as she was being helped into the medics. She sent me a thumbs up, still pressing Dean's shirt to her head. I smiled and hurried to catch up.
"What Dean?" Hunter asked.
"I want a match at summerslam!" Dean demanded. Looking livid.
"Fine, but how bout we make it interesting? Seth, Randy and Kane vs you and Roman in a handicap match? How does that sound?" Dean seemed to contemplated.
"How bout this, if we somehow win, you quit being the authority and quit using your power to pick on wrestlers."
"No." Hunter said, imminently, Roman jerked the mic from Ambrose.
"What? You scared we can beat your top members? With Dean's bad shoulder, we don't stand a chance against the Demon Kane, the Viper Randy Orton or Mr. Money in the bank, Seth Rollins. Really Hunter, what do you got to lose? Come on Hunter. You seem like a betting man. You know we're falling apart with out Seth."
"Fine. You got your match, but if my team wins, you two split. For good. no more helping each other, and no more Jojo helping. Got it?" Dean nodded, smiling pointing at me, acting crazy. Roman nodded too, cool under fire. Hunter motioned us to leave, I followed last, shooting Roman a look, he gave me a slight nod. I nodded back, Dean doing the same and I left. Following Hunter, who was unaware he's about to lose this game. The checkmate is coming close, I can feel it in my bones that this is going to be the most shocking thing ever. I gotta admit, it's pretty elaborate, conniving scheme, I sat down on the couch in Triple H's office, Kane and Randy arguing about something. Triple H shooed them out, looking at me.
"I don't have to worry about you at Summerslam, do I?" He asked seriously. I shook my head.
"At the Summerslam, I will prove who I am loyal too. You don't have to worry." I leaned back on the couch. "But are you sure Kane and Randy are on the same page? I don't want to lose to Dean and Roman over those two." I said, driving the wedge deeper. Triple H nodded. "Can I go?" I asked and Triple H nodded again.
"Send Kane and Randy in. I need to talk to them about getting on the same page." I nodded and walked out, Randy standing there.
"Hey, Hunter wants to see you. Where's Kane?"
"I ain't Kane's baby-sitter." Randy walked into Hunter's office. I shook my head and went on the search for Kane. He was harder to find than I thought. I finally found him in the spot Jojo usually sat in, leafting through her book, I knew it was her book because it was the same book she was reading last week.
"Hey. Hunter want's to see you." Kane nodded, going to walk off. "Put the book down. That ain't yours!" I jerked the book out of his hands and put it back on the boxes, making a mental note to tell Dean or Roman to grab it. Kane glared, but didn't reach for it again and left. I sighed and sat down, leaning into my arms, sighing. Ready for Summerslam. I'm so sick of being called a sell out and Jojo getting hurt to protect the guys. I just couldn't wait till Summerslam, 3 more weeks and I can be with Jojo and the guys when I want. I missed hanging with Dean and Roman, seeing Joelle and Jojo. I smiled at the memory of Joelle mocking Summer. That was too funny and cute. I sighed, leaning my head against the wall, closing my eyes. I felt eyes on me and looked to see the diva's champion, sitting where Jojo would sit, legs crossed and her title in her lap. Aj stared at me, just staring, it felt creepy. "What!" I asked, annoyed.
"Nothing. Usually, Jojo's here."
"Well, she ain't now. So why are you staring at me?"
"Trying to figure you out. You just don't seem the type to turn against your friends and use a girl."
"You know jack shit about me." I hardened my face, trying to seem like a heel I was supposed to be. Aj shook her head.
"You're right, I don't know anything about you, but I can tell from your body language, you're upset, angry, and scared, you still care for her, but Triple H is holding something over you, ain't he?" I was shocked she saw through me, but played it off.
"You're cra-wrong." I went to say crazy, but the harsh glint in her eyes caused me to cut it off and switch it. She jumped off the box, glaring.
"Am I? Am I really Seth?" She backed up, leaving. I stared at where she left, creeped out, but shrugged it off. I sent a quick text Dean, telling him about the book. He texted back saying he couldn't, they transported Jojo to the hospital, so he and Roman were going to follow the ambulance, but they have to go get Joelle at the airport, I asked if I could ride with them and Dean said yeah, so I quickly changed into sweatpants, a hoodie, tucking my hair underneath a hat. I walked a little down the road, they picked me up when I was far enough away from the arena and we hurried to the airport and got Joelle and arrived at the hospital. Joelle dragged Roman and Dean into the gift shop to find Jojo a present. I looked around, and saw her sitting in the waiting room, legs crossed and scribbling on a clip board. I headed towards her.
Sorry! Bad ending there, but if you give me 2.7 seconds, chapter 12 will be up! Since I wrote that before this chapter, this had to end funny since the next chapter starts weird. See you in 2.7 seconds!
