TUESDAY
The door unlocked, and Seth entered. She was still on her back on the bed, still dressed in her ring gear.
"Why didn't you change into some sleeping clothes? I bought some for you. It's in here," he walked over to the closet and opened it.
She sat up and stared at the clothes from afar. From what she could see, he had done a great job and getting her style right. Not that it mattered. She was still there by force, and she wasn't gonna be grateful about some stupid clothes.
"Do you wanna take a shower? You can't smell too good after that match last night. Fuck, you and Kaitlyn went at it hard," he said.
"It this your way to get to see me naked?" She asked.
"No, I won't be in there with you. We bolted that window shut too, so I'm not worried about you escaping," he answered.
"Why am I here, Seth?" She asked.
"To show you the truth about the people you think you can trust. They don't care about you, Gretchen," he said.
"And you do?" She asked mockingly.
"I do," he sighed. "I know you don't believe me, but you'll see that I'm right. Now, how about that shower?"
WEDNESDAY
She was dressed in a pair of black and dark green camo pants combined with a black tee. She looked good, and Seth knew he had her style down to perfection. He had been watching her long enough to know what she liked to wear.
"Good morning," he said. "How did you sleep?"
"The fuck do you even care?" She sneered.
"I care," he sighed. "I'm not the enemy here."
"Could have fooled me," she said.
He would keep her there for as long as it was needed. Anything to make her see they were only trying to help her. Sitting her down and talking to her wouldn't have helped. As long as Hunter and Stephanie were around, they would convince her they had her back. But now that she actually needed them, they were nowhere to be seen, and she would catch up on reality soon enough.
THURSDAY
"Do you wanna come into the living room and watch tv with us?" Seth asked.
"No," she answered.
"Are you sure? They're showing Dog Soldiers tonight," he said. "It's about these..."
"I've seen it," she shut him down. "It ends with them blowing up the house, and the hero walks out of the door which is the only thing left standing."
"Thanks for the spoilers," he said annoyed.
"Thanks for keeping me here," she said in the same annoyed tone.
They stared at each other for a few seconds until the silence was broken.
"Seth?" Dean appeared behind him. "The movie's starting."
"I'm coming," Seth sighed.
"Gretchen?" Dean asked.
"She's seen it," Seth answered and closed the door.
FRIDAY
"Motherfucker! God damn bitch! Get off me!" Dean shouted.
Roman and Seth stormed into the room. Dean had walked in with breakfast, and not even a minute later they heard him shout like that. They found Gretchen hanging on his back, arms around his throat, legs around his waist, trying to choke him out.
"What the hell?" Roman asked.
Dean threw himself backwards, and her back collided with the hard wall. She let out a sound of pain, let go of him, and crashed to the floor. He put a hand on his sore throat while stumbling away from her. He didn't get far though. She pushed through her pain, and jumped up on him again. Seth moved in, wrapped his arms around her waist, pulled her off Dean, and threw her down on the bed.
"Enough!" He barked as he held her down.
"Let me go!" She screamed. "Wait till I get my fucking hands on you, you fucker!"
"Is that your great plan? Fight all three of us?" He asked.
"If no one's coming to get me out, I have to do it myself!" She sneered.
"Now you're finally getting it!" He yelled. "No one's coming for you!"
It seemed like all her strength went away. He let go of her and moved backwards. She laid on the bed, staring up in the ceiling. She was finally getting it. She was on her own.
"Give her some space," he said lowly.
His brothers followed him out of the room, and left her there to think about everything. Seth was right. No one was coming for her. She had never felt more alone in her life. She always knew Hunter and Stephanie played dirty, and she should have known better than to ever trust them.