Another week went by fast. Texts had become a steady thing each day between them. And not just a few. Lots of texts flew between them. Sure, he sent most of them and started each conversation, but he needed her to know, that he had meant, what he said. He would always love her no matter what.

His black eye had healed, as they moved into next week's RAW. Not that it would have mattered, if it hadn't. Bruises came along with this line of work, and they could always use the job as an excuse. He knew Juliette had done that a lot of times with the bruises, he had left on her, that she couldn't cover up.

He wasn't just facing Roman this evening. He, Roman, Baron and Drew were scheduled for a fourway elimination match, where he was set to come out victorious. The company really put faith in him again and pushed him right away. He knew, he was good enough for the job. He just hadn't thought, they would trust him that fast again.

The audience was on fire that night. Baron took the first pin and planted Drew with his finisher before finally leaving the ring. Drew was open for the picking, and Roman quickly covered him. It was down to the two former brothers again. They went back and forward for five more minutes, until Seth finally stomped Roman down in the mat and rolled him up.

"Here is your winner: Seth Rollins!" JoJo's voice sounded.

He went backstage, where he ran into Juliette, who was about to leave.

"Great match," she said.
"Thanks," he hugged her. "I got a photoshoot, so I gotta run."
"Take care," she said.

She found Alicia and talked for a few minutes with her before finally leaving the arena on her own. She was halfway across the parking lot, when a fan approached her.

"Juliette! Can I get a picture with you?" He asked.
"Sure," she answered.

The man placed an arm around her shoulders and held up his camera for a selfie. Just before taking it, he grabbed her breast.

"Hey!" She pushed him away. "What the fuck are you doing?"
"Don't be a self righteous cunt," he chuckled.
"Fuck you!" She sneered.
"Come on! You're putting it on display week after week out in the ring. You can't dangle a toy without letting people play with it," he said.

She knew, it was pointless trying to argue with someone like that, so she turned around and continued walking. She didn't get far, before he grabbed her again, pushed her back first up against a car, trapped her in with his body and groped her breasts.

"Let go of me, you pig!" She yelled.
"Come on!" He rasped in her ear. "I wanna play. I know you want it."

Her mind went back to that dark night with Seth. She stopped fighting. Her body froze, as her tears ran down. She stared down at the ground, hoping he would be done soon.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Roman growled.

He yanked the man off her and sent him straight down on the ground with a hard push.

"I'm gonna sue you!" The man threatened.
"Fuck off, idiot! There are cameras out here, so go ahead. Everyone will see, what you did," Roman said.
"She wanted it," the man tried.
"I said fuck off!" Roman shouted. "Before I fucking rip your head off!"

The man was fast on his feet and sprinted away from them.

"Are you alright?" Roman grabbed her face. "Juliette! Hey! Look at me!"

She only raised her eyes enough to look at his chest.

"Shit!" He looked around. "You're coming with me."

Seth was driving way too fast. He had seven missed calls from Roman, when he was done with his photoshoot and shower. He knew something was up. He had called Roman back. The second he heard, someone had assaulted Juliette, he ran out to his car. She needed him.

"Roman!" He ran into Roman's living room. "Where is she?"
"In my bed," Roman said. "You need to calm down, before you go in there. I can't get through to her, Seth. She kept saying, she wants you."

Seth nodded and took a few deep breaths.

"Did you hear me? She kept saying, that she wants you," Roman repeated. "I'm sleeping on the couch tonight."

He didn't need to explain further. Seth knew, what that meant. He and Juliette could stay in Roman's bedroom. Seth nodded his thanks and walked into the bedroom, where she was lying on her side, running her fingers over the wall right in front of her.

"Sweetheart," he said.

He stripped down to his briefs and crawled under the covers to join her. Her naked thighs connected with his. She was lying in her panties and top. He was behind her and wrapped his arms around her. She spun around in his arms and wrapped her arms around him too, clinging on to him tightly while crying into his chest.

"Ssh, it's okay," he said. "I got you."
"Don't let go," she whispered.
"Never," he promised.