Hello, lovely readers!

I'm finally starting to get better, thank god. A massive thanks to all those who have sent their well wishes. I'm on the mend at last!

Also, we hit 300 reviews! How the hell did that happen?! The love and support this story gets still amazes me. I truly do have the best readers.

Guest – They will be together soon enough

Dawnie-7 – We know it won't last, but Lydia did what she thought was best in that moment. Her relationship with Dean is very important after all

Sexy mexy666 – Cry indeed!

SeeingSunnySkies – She definitely needs to come to her sense and see Seth is the one for her. It will all happen in good time

Beautifultragedyxxx – Seth isn't going to take it well, that much I can tell you

Raquel the writer – I agree. She stood up for herself and that's a very good thing

Bajor10 – Seth isn't going to take her speech lying down. He will definitely be reacting

SUKY87 – Aww thank you. I'm feeling much better now

Guest – No way in hell will this stop Seth. He may change tactics now but he wants Lydia and he will not stop until he has her. He's a stubborn man who always gets what he wants

Haha95 – Couldn't have put it better myself

MsConCon – We know this can only happen for a sort amount of time. No matter how definitive Lydia was being, she felt that guilt and that sorrow at hurting him. She wasn't fully convinced of what she did. Seth is completely hooked and I think Lydia is getting there too. They just work together, they're made for each other. Seth sees it, now we need her to see it too.

Tantoune – I can picture his face too. It would destroy me! it would be so sad. I think shes really hurt him this time and now we have to see his response to it all

KayIsDaughterOfHades – I think she's too blinded by what everyone else thinks to really concentrate on what she thinks and wants. Deep down she knows she wants Seth but she's terrified of the consequences. She needs to listen to her heart rather than her head. Seth will obviously react and respond differently to how he normally does. All we have to remember is Seth is Authority. He's a bad guy. And he will respond like a bad guy.

Wwetnagirl – Jackass Seth will no doubt me making a return. Lydia has pushed him too far this time and he will react accordingly

Rkosgirl1 – She has every right to react this way, but as reader and writer, we still root for them to be together lol. They just fit together and they need to hurry up and realise that!

Grrlygrrl – Lydia finally stood up for herself and showed some confidence and I'm proud of her for that.

Guest 1 – Here's the next chapter! And I hope you enjoyed the concert

Anon – I have been resting well and I'm almost better. Thanks for the well wishes!

Ambrose-kohli-girl – We all know it, we just need her to know and accept it. Who wouldn't want to kiss Seth Rollins?

Guest – You can definitely see both sides of the coin. Lydia is standing her ground but Seth is trying to make her see the truth. They will be together soon, don't you worry.

This chapter is named after 'Don't Look Back In Anger' by Oasis.

Lydia Ambrose's Point Of View

I didn't venture far from Dean's locker room for the rest of the show. After what I had just done, I was petrified to know what lay beyond the door. I hadn't stuck around to see his face, his words, his reaction. I'd bolted before Seth had any chance to retaliate to my horrible words, and now I was too chicken to see the consequences of my actions.

Dean's locker room was safe, it was a place Seth would never come, it was a place where he could not get me and I could wallow in my spinelessness in peace.

Coward…

Yeah, I was complete chicken shit, but I couldn't bear to see what remained of the heartbroken man I'd left behind. It was hard enough to say so I knew it would be impossible to see. A huge part of my cared for Seth so the last thing I'd want to see is his sadness or his tears.

I knew what I'd done was bad and cruel and vindictive as fuck, but I felt as if I had no choice. It wasn't getting through to Seth, my words and my need to stay away were not processing in his mind. Yes we had kissed, but it didn't mean anything. It could have been a moment of weakness, the alcohol getting to my head, a small slip up.

Didn't seem that way…

But a kiss is no big deal. It's not like we fucked or declared our undying love. It was a simple kiss and it could easily be brushed under the carpet. People kissed all the time and never did anything about it. And that was something I had to do considering my circumstances and situation. I had Dean and Roman and Randy to think about in all this, not just myself.

But Seth had not been understanding this. His one track mind had not been listening to my protests or my reasoning, so I did what I had to. It was the only way to get it through to him and make him accept what was going on. I had to let him down. It was just a shame it had to be in the worst way possible.

I was being cruel to be kind and no matter how much it hurt him to listen or me to say, he had to understand definitively that we were not an item nor could we ever be. We were in no position to be together, not right now anyway. Perhaps in the future if Randy wasn't in the picture or if he and Dean somehow managed to get along again, then maybe something could happen.

But whilst things were as they were, there was no chance we could be a thing, an item, a couple.

And saying those vile words was the only way to make him listen and understand. But his astonished silence and shocked face as I spoke made me think he finally had. He didn't respond, he didn't fight back, and he didn't chase me as I walked away. Not only that but he hadn't text me, phoned me or attempted to get to me.

It had only been an hour or so but Seth's lack of communication was promising. Maybe he had finally dropped it. Maybe my words had finally made sense.

Maybe he was finally letting this go.

Or so I thought.

It was a few hours later when I heard a strange commotion outside. I was alone in the locker room, Dean having gone for his match, so the room was silent before the loud talking began. WWE was usually filled with the hustle and bustle of talent, so noise in the corridors was not out of the ordinary. But this seemed different. It was louder, faster and crazier than normal.

I opened the door and popped my head round in curiosity noticing several wrestlers talking to each other, worry, concern and unease filling their voices. I stepped into the corridor and saw Nikki Bella talking to Natalya. I'd gone out with the female wrestlers on a few occasions before with Renee so I knew the girls somewhat well. I approached them, eager to know what was happening.

"Hey, guys. What's happening?" I asked casually once I'd reached them.

"Hi, Lydia," said Nikki. "Apparently some shit has gone down outside."

"What's happened?" I asked curiously, wanting to know the gossip.

"Rumor has it Seth Rollins has flipped out," Nikki explained.

I froze, a trembling breath leaving my lips. "F-Flipped out?"

"He's beat the shit out of his rental car. Smashed the windows and kicked the doors in. The thing is utterly destroyed. He's gone crazy."

Oh shit…

My heart stopped, the lump in my throat impossible to swallow. My eyes were wide, my mouth dry as the words came from her mouth.

"H-How?" I asked. "Why..?"

"Don't know," said Nattie. "Guy just took a baseball bat and has total wrecked the car. He was screaming and shouting, security couldn't get anywhere near him. Hunter had to come out to calm him down. He and Steph managed to bundle him to a cab and have taken him back to the hotel."

"I don't know what's pissed him off but that boy is mad," finished Nikki.

Oh god… What have I done…?

I'd fucked up.

I'd fucked up big time.

I'd driven him to do god knows what to his hire car and I'd sent him crazy. I stepped back, emotions hitting me like a shooting bullet, everything running through my head. Sadness, guilt, worry, concern, fear, heartache. It all hit me at once to the point where I needed to get out of here. I needed away from the people and away from the crowds. So I didn't say goodbye to the girls, I just rushed away, heading back into the locker room as quickly as my feet would carry me, locking the door behind me and leaning against it, fighting to catch my breath.

Shit, I'd hurt him, I'd hurt him bad. He was lashing out, releasing his anger in the only way he knew how. I was glad he'd not chosen to let it out in the ring; if he had destroyed that car as Nikki had described it, lord knows what he'd have done to a person. It was bad enough when he attacked Randy, but now Seth was wound up and hurt. Nothing would stop him.

I fought back tears as I slid down the floor to sit on the floor, feeling the sudden need to cry.

The guilt was hitting me like a slap in the face and I knew I'd gone too far with my little speech. He was totally wounded, broken, destroyed, and I hoped that Hunter and Steph were able to calm him down in any manner. I wasn't exactly sure how much damage had been done but if he'd done enough to get the entire roster talking, I knew he'd be in a bad place.

What have you done, Lydia…?

I needed to see him, I needed to smooth things over and calm the man down. I'd got him into this mess, I had to be the one to get him out of it.

Is that wise right now?

This was true. After the shit I'd said to him I knew I would be the last person he'd want to see. I'd done enough harm and he needed to calm down. Obviously I needed to talk to him but now was not the time. I had to see it from a safety point of view too. He was angry and mad and I'd been the one to cause it. It would not be wise for me to visit him in this state. If he was lashing out at his car, he could easily do it to me. So I'd stay away for now, at least. I'd see him once he was calmer, more relaxed and had allowed my words to fully sink in.

It was safe to say I didn't sleep well that night, Seth's heartbroken face still on my mind. That moment, that second I seen his hurt eyes, his sad mouth, his downtrodden spirit… The memory would be etched on my mind forever and it was all I could see every time my eyes slipped closed. It would jolt me awake, guilt crashing down and not allowing sleep to come and help me escape this horrible situation.

It was about half six in the morning when I gave up any hope of getting a decent night's rest. It was useless, my body refusing to shut down and let me sleep properly. So I got up, got changed into my gym gear and decided to make use of my morning. Maybe a work out could tire me out to the point where I'd be snoring away again. It was worth a shot. So once I was ready, I grabbed my water bottle and room key and headed down to the hotel gym.

I approached the elevator and waited for it to arrive. The hotel corridors seemed empty so early in the morning so I hoped the gym would be the same. I needed the solitude, I needed the peace and not to hear about Seth Rollins destroying his hire car last night. I just needed some space.

"Seth, open up. We have to talk, come on, buddy," came a voice I knew well followed by three bangs on a door.

I jumped at the noise, my head whipping round in the direction of the noise. Curiosity got the better of me, the sound of Seth's name piquing my attention, and I slowly began to follow it, peaking around a corner to see Hunter and Steph outside a hotel room. They weren't exactly being quiet for half past six in the morning, but it seemed as if they'd been trying to gain access to the room for a while with no luck. Noise was the only way to get through to whoever was inside.

"Open up right now, Seth," screeched Stephanie again but still there was no answer.

"Seth Rollins, you open this fucking door right now or I'll knock it down," Hunter said calmly. Within seconds the door opened and the two visitors entered, closing the door behind them, the corridor falling silent once again. I'd tried to get a view of him but I had no luck. The door was closed before I got chance.

I sighed and returned to the elevator.

This was fucked up, Seth seemed fucked up, and I knew I'd screwed up big time. I needed to talk to him and get this whole thing settled. And I needed to do it soon.

xXx

Seth didn't come to work for the rest of the week.

This was a big deal considering how often he was used on TV. He was the Authority golden boy and the Money In The Bank briefcase holder so for him not to be at work was out of the ordinary. Thing was, nobody knew why as no one was able to get in touch with him. No one knew which hotel room he was in and where he was so it was all a mystery. I tried messaging him and calling him but his cell-phone was off every time. There was literally no way to communicate with him and I knew I'd have to attempt to catch him next time he was at work… whenever that was.

It had been a tough and anxious week, my mind constantly worrying about him and his state of mind. The incident outside his room that morning with Hunter and Steph had been the last time I'd seen any sign of him. I wasn't even sure if he was still on the road! For all I knew they could have flown him out back home to Iowa to calm down and get back on track. No one knew.

I looked for him each time I came into work, hoping for a glimpse of him or some news. But nothing came for the rest of that week…

Until Monday night Raw rolled round.

That's when I spotted him for the first time in a week, rolling his case behind him, walking down a corridor, heading to his locker room. My heart jumped in my chest, relief hitting me hard as I visibly relaxed. At least he was at work and hadn't been sent away. He seemed well and he looked well so whatever had been wrong had managed to pass during the week. He seemed fighting fit and ready to get back in the ring. I was happy about this; the last thing I'd ever want to ruin was his career. But I'd said some pretty bad things and I needed to know things were settled and that he was alright.

So whilst Dean went to catering with Renee, I made my way nervously to Seth's locker room in order for a chat.

I was petrified, of this I wasn't afraid to admit. During the last two times of seeing the guy I'd managed to kiss him before swiftly turning him down and saying some pretty foul and vile things.

You sure you're not bi-polar?

I had to build up a lot of courage for this, especially since I wasn't sure what sort of reception I'd get. Would he allow me in for a chat? Would he turn me away and say he didn't want to see me? I wouldn't blame him if he did. Our last meeting hadn't exactly ended on a high. I simply wasn't sure so as I stood outside the locker room I took a deep and steady breath before I knocked on the wood.

When he answered he looked down at me blankly, no emotions on his face. This worried me. At least if he looked angry I'd know where I stood. Instead his face showed nothing and gave nothing away. I swallowed. Hard.

"Hi," I meekly said, clinging my hands together in front of me.

"What do you want?" he asked.

"May I come in?" I asked.

"If you want," he shrugged before stepping aside. I cautiously entered the room and Seth closed the door behind me. "What do you want?" he repeated.

"I came to see how you were," I said softly. "You've been a bit MIA this past week."

"I haven't been around," he said, walking past me and sorting through his bag.

"I tried calling you and messaging you."

"Phone was off," he replied. His voice was level and calm, but the tone was short and sharp.

"Rumor has it you, uh, trashed your hire car."

"So?"

"So is it true?"

"Yeah," he said, pulling out his wrestling boots. "I completely fucked the thing over. Totally wrote it off. Hunter wasn't happy but he's agreed to pick up the bill."

"Why did you do that?" I asked sadly.

"After last Monday I had a lot of aggression I needed to get out," he explained. "And I figured beating the shit out of my car would be a lot better than beating the shit out of one of my co-workers. A destroyed car only costs money. A destroyed person costs jail time and no job."

"And, uh, why did you, you know… have that aggression?" I asked even though I already knew the answer.

He scoffed, looking up from his bag to stare at me. "Seriously, Lydia? Are you seriously asking me that fucking question?"

"I want to make sure you're alright," I said.

"So you kiss me, hit me with a fuck tonne of emotions, give me some bullshit excuse that you can never be with me but you still want to make sure I'm alright?" he accused. "You seriously need to stop playing with my head."

I swallowed nervously, biting my lip with worry.

"You know why I said those things," I said. "And even though I said them it doesn't make me heartless. I still want to make sure you're alright, Seth."

"No you don't," he said, shaking his head, looking back to his boots.

"Of course I do," I said. "I've called you every day even though your phone was off in the hope that one of those days it would be on. I messaged you, I asked around about you despite the fact I shouldn't be talking to you. I just want to know you're okay."

He put his boots down and turned to look at me, his jaw tense. "You want an answer? You really want to know how I am? Fine. No, no I'm not okay. I am far from okay. My head is a mess, it's screwed up, Lydia, it's totally fucked. It's been the hardest week of my life and I'm still trying to make sense of it all. It's driving me mad."

"I'm so sorry," I tried, biting my lip and holding back any tears that were ready to fall.

"This whole thing has been an utter mind-fuck. But that's okay, because tonight is going to sort me right out. It's going to make everything better and put that smile back on my face."

"What's happening tonight?" I asked, my voice shaking as he marched over to me.

"Never you mind what tonight is," he said. "You'll find out soon enough anyway, but it's going to change everything, sweetheart."

He stopped in front of me, looking down at my terrified form. His eyes were darkened as he towered over me. The best word I could use to describe him in that moment was intimidating.

"You're scaring me, Seth," I whispered.

"Good," he said. "You should be scared, I've told you that before. I'm the bad guy, Lydia. That's what you said, isn't it? Well tonight I'm going to prove just how much of a bad guy I can fucking be. So make sure you watch the rest of the show, sweetheart, because I'm going to be exactly what you said I am."

The next thing I knew he opened the door behind me and pushed me out, slamming it shut after me. I could only stare at the closed door, my mouth agape in shock. He'd literally just pushed me out of his locker room!

But that wasn't what concerned me the most. I couldn't get his words off my mind, the venom and conviction he used to say them lingering in my ears. Seth was not in a good place and something was happening tonight.

I wasn't sure what it was, but I knew it would not be good…

Again, a huge thanks to guest, Dawnie-7, sexy mexy666, SeeingSunnySkies, beautifultragedyxxx, Raquel the writer, Bajor10, SUKY87, Guest, haha95, MsConCon, Tantoune, KayIsDaughterOfHades, wwetnagirl, rkosgirl1, grrlygrrl, Guest, Anon, ambrose-kohli-girl and guest for their reviews.