Chapter 5.
Seth and Dean had been stretching the past few minutes, getting psyched for their respective title matches that evening. It was SummerSlam at the Barclay's Center, and they were both scheduled for big matches. Seth would be facing Finn Balor for the chance to become the inaugural Universal Champion. And Dean was defending his IC belt versus Dolph, returning from a kayfabe injury. Seth rolled his eyes knowing the truth.
"Why did we ever leave Santorini?" Dylan whined under a pair of large sunglasses.
"Kinda got a return match tonight babe," he said smiling as he pulled her in to kiss her temple. She'd been jetlagged since they got back and honestly wanted to go straight to the hotel from the airport that afternoon, but Dolph was already running late and needed to get ready soon.
"You sure you'll be ok?" Dolph asked as the couple stood in the office doorway. She nodded and yawned.
"I'll be fine, sweetie. I can even watch from back here," she said pointing at the monitor behind her.
Dolph nodded satisfied before kissing her slowly. He pulled back and kissed his forehead, before making his way to his locker room.
"He promised to come over tonight, so I need you to get lost for a while" Sasha demanded as Bayley ate her cereal. Neither of them noticed Dean already seated at the table behind them.
"Why do I have to?" she asked, her mouth full of Lucky Charms.
"Ewww..." Sasha began. "Because that bitch is gonna be in his room sleeping. Little princess gets a 6-week vacation and she's still tired. Fuck that little brat," she seethed.
Dean's posture straightened as he tried his hardest not to lean back as he listened in.
"Well… I mean, doesn't she have that ginormous suite a couple of floors up from everyone." Bayley suggested.
"See, this is why you're my best friend" Sasha responded as she pulled out her phone and called a number. "Hey, it's me. Listen, about tonight. I sort of have an idea…"
A few hours later, SummerSlam was well underway. Dylan tore her eyes from AJ Styles really giving it to John Cena. She looked over from her seat on the sofa as the door swung open. Her Aunt was going over some things with her assistant before the younger girl nodded and went off to go complete her tasks. Stephanie sighed before turning around, finally seeing her niece.
"Hey Kiddo, enjoying the show?" she asked rushing over to hug Dylan. She sat with her for a moment, before needing to leave again. Pay Per Views were always busy days.
"Absolutely, everyone looks great."
"And how does it feel being back? I mean, six weeks is a long time." Stephanie knew her niece better than most people in the world, aside from her parents. Even as a child whenever she got quiet or short, and something had been going on since before Dylan left for Europe.
"It feels really good like I think I just got a little burnt out on doing 15+ different glam looks almost. I needed a break. But I'm ready to come back."
"Well that's good to hear, and we're giving you Monday's off so you and Dolph can spend more time together."
"Wait, you're pulling me off Raw? What'd I do?!" Dylan panicked as she stood up and began pacing. Stephanie grabbed her by the hand and began petting her hair gently.
"Woah Sweetheart, calm down. You didn't do anything. It's just with the draft- well Dolph's full time on SmackDown now. We figured you'd want to be with him."
Dylan stayed silent for a moment too long.
"Dylan… you do want to be with Dolph... right?"
"I don't know anything anymore..." she whispered honestly. She sighed deeply and felt able to breathe a little bit easier.
"So what's the plan, Babe? And where the hell is Roman?!" Dean asked impatiently, sitting at the foot of the bed, waiting to hear the front door open. He and Roman had exhausted all good ideas on how to vindicate Seth so hopefully, Renee came up with something.
"So what do we know? Dolph's a sick asshole and Sasha's just a whore, right? So Roman's going to intercept her on her way up here and you're gonna hide in the bathroom and record me getting a confession out of Dolph who thinks I'm trying to sleep with him". She smiled devilishly then smirked at Dean's pout.
"Aww my Beast, I said trying to sleep with him. Now go hide in the bathroom and get ready. It's almost Showtime."
'Something came up. Rain check?'
Dolph rolled his eyes in annoyance as he tossed his jacket on the couch. Sasha comes up with this whole plan and then backs out at the last minute.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Dolph asked Renee as he entered the bedroom. She was propped back on her elbows, laying on the bed.
"What's it look like, silly? I've been waiting for you. I was wondering something..." she began, sitting up to remove her leather crop jacket, revealing a cheetah print crop.
Dolph watched her with intrigue as she leaned back again, exposing her cleavage. He licked his lip and smirked.
"Oh yeah? And what would that be?" he asked seductively, as he approached her. He looked down at her laying back and pulled her jeans, yanking her flat on her back. Just as he was about to kiss her, he was pulled away from Renee and thrown across the carpet.
"That better have been enough fucking evidence because I swear to God if he ever touches you again, I'll reach down his throat and pull his testicles out of his mouth," Dean growled, staring at Renee, attempting to breathe. Dolph looked at the two confused.
"It still isn't enough to vindicate Seth," Renee replied defeated.
Dean yelled in frustration. After a few kicks to Dolph's midsection, Dean cleared his throat and looked over to Renee.
"Come on Dollface, Roman must've gotten something we can use out of Sasha."
"What the hell's going on?" Dylan asked bewildered as she looked around the room. Her friends were heading in her direction and her boyfriend was crouched over on the floor moaning.
"What happened?" she asked rushing over to Dolph. Dean almost snapped but was kept in check when Renee wrapped her hand around his arm. She searched his eyes desperately before blurting out the first thing she could think of.
"Dylan we were… catching Dolph in a trap to prove he's cheating on you… he was coming to meet Sasha and he just tried to kiss me." The words flew out of Renee's mouth in an instant.
"It's not true, baby. I love you..." Dolph said, crawling over to her on his knees. She stood for a second in shock, not knowing who to believe. All that change when Renee spoke up again.
"I have proof it was Dolph, not Seth who was behind that bet." She paused for a second knowing this was going to shatter Dylan's heart. She pulled her phone out and opened the message she had just received from Kevin Owens. Maybe he was an okay guy after all.
"I can't believe this bastard actually pulled it off..." Sami Zayn could be seen reaching across the table for something. "A deal's a deal dude," he said handing the stack of money to Dolph Ziggler, who angrily tossed it back on the table. "How does it feel?" Sami continued.
"Fuck that, Rollins was never in on this. And I'm far as I'm concerned it was my bet to win. He slept with my girl, I keep the money."
"What do you mean she never showed?" Renee asked as she, Roman, and Dean went over the previous night's events.
"Just what I said, I waited about twenty minutes and Sasha never showed up."
"Well it doesn't matter anyway, Dylan knows the truth about the bet. She's done with Dolph and she can trust Seth. Ughh, whatever he's sleep. He'll find out tomorrow," she said hanging up after her third attempt to reach Seth.
The next morning after getting ready, Dylan finished grinding some pills into a fine powder. She poured them into her small glass vial and shook it. After placing the tip in her nostril she snorted twice, inhaling the substance. She tucked the vial in her pocket and wiped her nose in the mirror.
"He's going to be so stoked," Renee said, two coffees in hand, as Roman slid the spare key into the slot. The door was opened slowly and gasps were heard throughout the room.
Accidentally dropping the coffee, Renee spat hers out in shock and the two naked people tangled in bedsheets.
"Seth… Sasha?!"