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Chapter 3
"May I introduce, from Dublin Ireland, coming in at 300 pounds, Sheamus." Sheamus walked out to his music, with a amazing reaction from the crowd. He got into the ring, and started to talk to Roxy.
"We need to talk." Sheamus spoke, as he stood in front of her. "About what you said."
"Who cares any more. Clearly you don't." She rolled her eyes, as she introduced Justin Gabriel. Justin Gabriel came out to a good ovation too. Sheamus ran his mouth about Christian, and Wade Barrett, before the match up.
Christian hit Roxy by accident after Sheamus ducked, smacking her into the steel steps. Sheamus' face went red with rage, and Christian ran so quickly, he fell. Sheamus ran over, stood him up, and brogue kicked him so hard, everyone thought that teeth flew out. He went back to Roxy, who was laying in Justin Gabriel's arms. Sheamus picked her up out of Justin's arms, and the two went with her to First Aid.
"You alright with her?" Justin asked. Sheamus nodded, as she was still out of it while cradled in his arms.
Justin walked out of the room, and William Regal walked in. "Let her go." He ordered.
"Why?" Sheamus asked, confused. "What's going on that I don't know about?" He moved slightly, and she groaned, in pain.
"When she wants to tell you, she will. Until then, I suggest leaving her alone, considering all you've done is cause my daughter agony!"
"Agony? What the hell are you on about fella?" Sheamus raised his voice. "I've done nothing but look after her!"
"Yet, she's mad about you, she's put up with Christian's threatening ways to make sure you're safe! Anything she's done during the week, is to keep you out of Christian's wrath. He's an abusive man, and he would probably kill you." William sighed. He walked over to Roxanne, stroking her hair. "You see these bruises? That was him. You see how she has her fingers taped? That was him. You see the cuts on her stomach? That was him. He hurts her, and I can't do anything about it, because she told me that she knows what she's doing. She's protecting you, and you're hurting her. So until you know what you want, leave her alone. She doesn't deserve any of this." He growled.
Sheamus nodded. He put her down on the bench, and walked out. William stayed with her until she shooed him out. She walked out of the first aid, and walked back to her locker room, where Sheamus was sitting out the front of.
"Move." She growled. He moved. She opened the room up, and saw flowers in a vase, and a few candles. She knew he meant well, but the anger she had inside wasn't going to disappear quickly.
"Get fucked." She blew the candles out, and threw the flowers in the trash. Sheamus watched. He knew how she felt. She was scared, upset, angry. All at the same time.
"I know why you're doing this," He sighed, as he held her shoulders. She turned her head away from him. "You're trying to protect me. But sweet-heart, I'm 6'4. You're 5'6. I should be protecting you, and you know it. I'm supposed to protect you from him. For every time he's hurt " She sighed, and a tear rolled down her cheek.
"I can't do this." She sighed again, and he let go of her. She fell onto the couch, and began to cry. Sheamus went and sat right next to her, and she let him comfort her. She cried into his shoulder, until a knock on the door made them part. Roxanne got up, and opened the doors while wiping her eyes. She saw Christian standing there. She backed up, before bumping into Sheamus, who got up to see who it was. Christian glared at him.
"There's a fight next week, fella, you, versus me, for her." Christian laughed like a villian, and walked off.
