She growled as she woke up. Her entire body was aching. She opened her eyes and looked around. Where the hell was she? She didn't know this room. She tried sitting up and heard the sound of a chain moving along with her. She looked down at her wrists. Why was she handcuffed? There was a chain going from the handcuffs to the wall so she could move around.
"This ought to be interesting."
She leaned on the wall for support as she finally got to her feet. She looked down at herself. Bruises were forming on her legs. She could only imagine the rest of her body starting to change colour as well after the match she had against Seth but she couldn't see it. Her ring gear covered the rest of her up. Why was she still in her ring gear? Blue denim shorts and a long sleeved black shirt.
She had always wrestled in long sleeved shirts. She didn't want anybody to see her hideous scars. She was 7 years old when she was jumping on the couch. She fell backwards and through the glass table. Her back and arms were covered in scars from that accident. That was also the day she made friends with pain. She remembered lying covered in glass with the blood pouring out of her and she felt good. The doctors said it was from shock but she knew better. She liked feeling pain.
Her boots were gone though. She could see them on the floor next to the door on the other side of the room but the chain wasn't long enough for her to reach that far. Well, that didn't matter right now. What mattered was to figure out where she was and who was keeping her there.
"Come out, come out wherever you are!" She called out loud.
It didn't take long before the door opened and Seth entered. His left eye was black.
"Seth baby, you look so good," she laughed.
"Shut up," he sneered as he made his way towards her.
"However, you really should remember to paint both eyes when you play with makeup. Want me to help you with the other eye as well?" She said and grinned.
He threw a punch at her, making her stumble backwards against the wall.
"I said shut up!" He sneered.
"Oh Sethie boy, why so mad? Couldn't handle losing?" She asked.
"I didn't lose," he answered.
"Because you cheated like I knew you would, like everyone in the arena knew you would," she said.
"If you knew it, why did you wanna take me on?" He asked.
"I was bored," she answered and shrugged her shoulders.
He laughed. He actually laughed at her words. She looked at him until his laughter died out.
"Can I have my boots back? My feet are cold," she said.
"No. We all know you'll try getting that spinning heel kick in at one of us at some point and it'll hurt less without the boots," he said.
"Care to test that theory?" She asked and twisted a smile.
He just shook his head.
"What exactly are your plans with keeping me here?" She asked.
"Guess you'll see in time," he answered and grinned.
"Well, I'm always up for some games," she said.
His smile grew evil and he walked up to her close. He grabbed the chain with one hand, forcing her hands up, while his other hand pushed into her chest, pinning her up against the wall.
"How is it that intro song of yours go? I wanna chain you up, I wanna tie you down, right? Well, you're all chained up, aren't you?" He said in a cold voice.
"Oh Seth, you forget the most important sentence of that song. I'm just a sucker for pain," she said and smiled at him.
"Guess we'll find out soon enough just how much pain you can take," he said.
He let go but before turning around, he slapped her.
"Really, Seth? You bitch slap?" She asked as she put her hand on her cheek.
He didn't answer. He just turned around and walked out of the door.