Author Note: I'd like to thank Lilygirl95, Guest, XoxoShon12 and VioletPlaid for the wonderful reviews. I'd also like to thank Neisha03Ty and Lexi.U for becoming followers to this story. I can see that my last chapter shocked a lot of you. I hope you enjoy this new chapter and don't hesitate to let me know what you think. I love to read your opinions. It's going to be a little shorter than my previous chapters.

Chapter 12: The Talk

Aria awoke with a pounding headache. Her temples felt like they were in a vice-grip. The decision to drink heavily wasn't a smart one nor was allowing Seth to be anywhere near her. She remembered exactly what had happened between them and it made her stomach coil with the thought of admitting that it had. Despite all of that, there was a side to Seth that she had never seen before. A softer, much less of a dick side that didn't want to hurt her.

She remembered him telling her that he didn't hate her. Somehow it seemed like a lie, because of all the physical abuse he had laid upon her in the past; but there was a part of her that wanted to believe him. Sitting up from the pillow, Aria could see her state of dress Seth had left her in several hours before hand. Once she made it to the bathroom, her stomach retched and she vomited directly into the toilet.

After her stomach stopped convulsing, she finally was starting to feel better. No matter what she wanted, she couldn't ignore the fact that things happened between her and Seth. They were going to have to talk about it and she was inevitably going to have to tell Roman and Randy about it. There was doubt in her mind that what happened would ruin her bond with both men. She envisioned them not wanting anything else to do with her. To be honest, she couldn't blame them for it either.

Brushing her teeth, she got a hot shower to ease the tense muscles in her entire body. The large bruise on her left side was starting the swell up again. She had forgotten to take the pain killer before she went to sleep. Stepping out of the shower, she wrapped a large towel around herself. Aria walked out of the bathroom feeling slightly refreshed.

Randy stood outside Aria's hotel room door. He wanted to know why she had ignored all of his text messages the day before. He had heard that she had avoided everyone at the arena, including Paige. It wasn't like her to be so evasive of Paige. Lifting his hand up, he formed a fist and connected with the door in a loud knock.

Aria opened the door with a solemn look upon her face. Her eyes connected with his for a moment before cowering away from him. Her actions surprised him. He questioned what could make her act that way. Randy made no move to take hold of her, which relieved her because she felt like she didn't deserve his touch.

"Aria, what is the matter with you. You completely ignored me all day yesterday and I hear that you didn't talk to Paige either."

"I'm sorry. I am. I just wanted space from all of you. Finding out my mom has cancer just didn't sit well with me. It still hasn't."

"I can understand that; but you could have just said you wanted to be left alone."

Looking back up from the floor to make eye contact with him, he could see the tears forming in her eyes. He had a feeling that there was more to it than what she had said. Now he caved, by reaching out to take hold of her hands. His warmth was inviting and it made her want to forget that yesterday even happened; but she couldn't do that no matter how much she wanted to.

"Let me inside and we can talk...please..." He offered.

Without saying a word, she stepped aside to allow him entrance to her room. The tears rolled down her cheeks. The fear of loosing Randy was very real in that moment. Quickly wiping the tears away, she turned back around after closing the door. He sat down on the sofa looking around at all the mess that didn't seem like her either.

"Aria...you know that you can always come to me, right?" He asked.

"Randy, after Alayna told me our mother has cancer...I literally felt numb. I appreciate the fact that you comforted me; but you would have never known I was there if Roman hadn't told you."

"So you think I was there because he told me to be? Aria, that's not true. I was there because I wanted to be. So what, if Roman told me. I didn't hesitate even for a second when I knew that you needed me."

Aria felt her heart race upon hearing his words. She leaned against the separating wall behind her to keep her legs from giving out. It was time to come clean about everything. The injury and about Seth. Tears continued to burn the corners of her eyes. Randy looked at her, puzzled as to why she was crying. "Thank you for that; but it isn't just my mother. On Raw, I landed on Dolph's elbow directly in the ribs. The 450 on Paige after didn't help. I didn't want to tell anyone about it, because I didn't want Steph or Hunter to look down upon me."

"You really should have gotten it checked out. They know how talented you are and it wouldn't have mattered."

"I got it looked at yesterday. It's just bruised; but I felt like I couldn't trust anyone with it and not tell the higher ups about it; so I took Alayna with me."

Randy smiled, chuckling at her utter stubbornness. It really shouldn't have surprised him to know that she would do something like that. She was so worried about what the company thought of her and he did like that about her. It meant that she would never slack off and would always want to get better. "I wouldn't have said anything. Just so you know." He stated.

"There is something else you should know."

"What's that?"

"I went out last night..."

"So...there is no rule that you can't go out when you want to." Randy said not understanding what she was getting out.

"Something happened with Seth..."

That was all she could say without bursting into tears. Randy put the mess in the room and her words together. He realized what she was trying to say. He felt like there was a large weight on his heart, choking him. Looking at her tear stricken face, he saw the pupil dilation in her eyes. Standing up from the sofa, he took the few steps needed to close the distance between them. "Were you drinking last night?" He asked.

"Randy..." She tried to interrupt.

"Were you drunk, Aria?" He asked again.

"Yes..."

The anger swelled when he thought of Seth touching her intimately. She wasn't a pawn in a game he was scheming. She was a human being that had feelings. True emotions that he loved to see everyday. Aria could see how the atmosphere changed. Randy was now silent. The anger obviously on his face; but whether it was at her, she didn't know. "I didn't have sex with him. He stopped before it went that far."

"He took advantage of you. I'm not going to just let that go. I care too damn much about you to let it go."

Once again, his words made her heart race. He actually admitted to caring about her. Randy cupped the side of her face, brushing the pad of his thumb across her bottom lip. Her tears ran dry as she wrapped her around his neck. He held onto her tightly. "Please not do anything stupid. Let me talk to Seth. It should come from me anyway."

"I can't just let it go."

"I'm not asking you to. I'm simply asking you not to beat the living hell out of him."

Randy laughed at her statement. She definitely knew him, because that was exactly what he wanted to do. Releasing Aria from his arms, he took several steps back. He did want to kiss her; but she seemed to fragile to put anymore weight on her. He was happy to know that she came clean about everything that had been bothering her. "Are you going to tell Roman about Seth?" He asked stopping at the door.

"Yeah, he deserves to know about it to. I'll be telling Paige as well."

"Okay...I'm glad you told me, despite the crappiness of it all."

"I'm just glad you don't hate me."

Fighting to urge to kiss her lips, he opted to just place a friendly peck to her soft cheek. "I could never hate you." He stated before opening the door. Shifting his head back, he came face to face with Roman. The sight of him was ironic. Aria must have ignored him all day as well.

"Looks like we had the same idea." He suggested with a grin.

"Guess so..." Roman replied unimpressed with what he saw.

Randy looked back towards Aria for any indication that she wanted him to stay. She gave him a smile, letting him know that she would be just fine. He hesitantly started down the hall leaving Roman alone with the woman he wanted more than anything. He knew that the choice had to come from her heart, not from persuasion.

Roman looked Aria dead in the eyes. Her fear was radiating from the pools of her irises. He wondered what she had to fear from him. Aria stepped aside to allow inside the room. She figured karma was biting her in the ass for lying to two of the sweetest people she had ever known. Randy may have forgiven her; but who's to say that Roman would? He seemed like he would take things a little more personal than Randy did.

"I'm not going to even ask what that was." Roman stated pointing towards the door.

"He came to check on me. Obviously, it was the same thing you are doing now." Aria replied crossing her arms over her chest, not liking his tone of voice.

His hardened expression softened. He really couldn't blame Randy for doing that, considering all that happened over the last two days. Letting out a sigh, he ran a hand through his long locks. "I'm sorry. I've been really worried about you. Your behavior yesterday was so unlike you."

"I just wanted to be left alone. I was hiding an injury that I was going to have looked at by someone outside of the company. I didn't trust anyone not to tell the higher ups."

"What injury?"

Aria really didn't feel like explaining it all over again, so she simply lifted the hem of her shirt. Roman was instantly drawn the large dark blotch on her flawless skin and the swollen lump around it. He was hurt in the fact that she didn't trust him enough to share that with him. "How did that happen?" He wondered.

"Landed on Dolph's elbow on Raw when I did that suicide dive from the top rope."

"Damn...are your ribs broken?"

"No, thank god. It's a good thing I won't be wrestling for a while. I'll have time to heal."

He nodded his head while slipping his fingers through hers. His touch was comforting; but she had yet to get to the worst part of the talk she needed to have with him. The fear of loosing him was heavy on her heart just as it had been with Randy. "Look...Roman...there is something else you should know."

"And what's that?"

"I went out last night...and...something happened between Seth and I..."

Roman immediately let go of her hand. The dejected look on his face broke her heart. The familiar burning sensation in her eyes brought the taste of tears to her lips. It came as no surprise that she would cry again after repeating the same horrible incident to someone else she cared deeply for. Paige would be next. "I didn't have sex with him. He stopped it before it got that far. Guilty conscious I guess." She admitted.

"Doesn't hurt any less. How could you let him touch you after what he's done to you in the past?"

His words were like a knife to the chest. He really thought that she intentionally let Seth touch her places that were so very intimate. A burst of anger consumed her sorrow. "I was upset and very drunk. I would never dream of sleeping with someone who physically hit me on multiple occasions in the past." She snapped.

Roman took in what she said. Realizing that Seth had taken advantage of a drunk woman. No wonder he had a guilty conscious and couldn't go through with his intentions. He watched as Aria wiped her tears away with her fingers. He already wanted to beat Seth into nothing and watching her crying was only further increasing those feelings. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have assumed without hearing everything." He apologized.

"I had assumed that neither you nor Randy would want anything to do with me after I confessed that."

"Well you thought wrong. We aren't going anywhere. In fact, Randy's probably on his way to beat the shit out of Seth as we speak. Damn him, I wanted a shot or two in there."

"I asked him not to and I ask the same of you. Let me talk to him. I need to confront him."

He by no means liked the idea; but he agreed, allowing her to do when she needed to do. She wanted to handle to the problem on her own. Pulling her into an embrace, he held onto her tightly. Wanting nothing more than to comfort her. His hair fell over his shoulder, falling into her face. The scent of his hair waved under her nose. It gave her fingers the itch to run them through it. "So are you mad at me?" She questioned.

"No; but I really do want to punch Seth."

Aria giggled against his chest. She knew that it really wasn't a laughing matter; but the urge was too much to ignore. Pulling away from him, she felt her phone vibrate against her thigh. Roman smiled as he leaned down to place his warm lips on her forehead. "I will say this though, I'll give you until after fast lane to talk to the prick or I'm going to."

"Don't worry. I'll be talking to him before the show even starts."

"Fair enough..."

He shifted and walked several steps towards the door. Aria watched at he left her alone with a million different thoughts. Although she was happy that both of them didn't hate her after what happened with Seth, she still couldn't shake the feeling that there was something more to Seth's actions than just taking advantage of a drunk girl.

Aria pulled her phone out of her pocket and saw a number she didn't recognize on the large screen. Sliding her finger against the glass, the message opened automatically. "I think we should talk about what happened last night. Can we meet somewhere? Please" The message read. She knew who it was from. Did she really want to talk about it right then? Considering Roman's ultimatum, she figured it was best to get it over with.

"Yeah. How about my car in ten minutes? We will just drive and talk."

"I'll be down soon."

She really didn't see the harm in the drive and talk sequence. Hopefully it was the best way. He couldn't attempt anything while driving, unless he wanted to kill himself along with her. Swallowing the hard lump in her throat, she grabbed her handbag and left the hotel room with keys in hand.

End Note: Okay, now I didn't officially name Seth a love interest; but I kind of left it open to the possibility. So how many of you would actually want to see that, even if he isn't who she ends up with?