Hello, my lovely readers.

Hope you're all well. I've been extremely poorly and still am, so sorry if this chapter is a bit late out. I've been very blocked up and sneezy and full of cold. So hopefully I'll be on the mend soon. I hate being ill!

This chapter is named after 'Warning' by Green Day

Elizabeth Chapman's Point Of View

My first interview was with Ryback, the big man ready to talk about losing his Intercontinental Title to Kevin Owens. Since the interview was due to go on the app, I felt slightly relaxed and less tense about performing. And I knew from previous interviews I'd seen with Ryback that the man could very easily talk and talk for hours. So I knew the only work on my part would be asking an initial question.

I remembered Renee's words to act interested and not forget my words. Plus having the woman herself standing behind the camera for support was very reassuring. Renee was a seasoned pro, the best in the business currently. To be under her watch was certainly the best place I could be right now.

I also knew Ryback was a genuinely nice guy, so knowing that my first interview was going to be with one of the kinder wrestlers meant I wouldn't be judged, I wouldn't be mocked, and I was in a warm and happy environment.

There were definitely worse situations to be in.

I was handed a microphone as I saw Ryback approach me, my clearly nervous hands shaking as I struggled to switch the microphone on.

"Here," smiled Renee, and I handed it to her. She switched it on and handed it back to me. "Relax, you're going to do amazing, Ellie. And don't forget, it's not live. We can do this as many times as you need to."

"Won't Ryback mind?" I asked.

She laughed lightly. "He's a big lovable teddy bear outside of the ring. He won't mind at all."

I nodded, releasing a deep and slow breath once Ryback approached us. He smiled, greeting us warmly, shaking my tiny hand with his large one.

"You must be the new kid," he said.

"Yes," I replied. "Ellie Chapman, good to meet you."

"She any good, Renee?" he asked.

"They tell me she was fantastic at the interview," she smiled, her words causing me to blush. "She knows her stuff."

"Then let's do this," he said, his voice gravelly. "You nervous?"

"Terrified," I said, smiling awkwardly.

"You'll be fine," he said warmly. "Before long, this will all just come naturally to you."

I nodded, glad he was so kind about it all. So Renee stood behind the camera and we began to film.

Everything went insanely smoothly. I didn't forget my words and I didn't stumble over them. I was clear, concise, and was able to do as I was asked. I nodded as Ryback spoke, listening intently and holding the microphone close enough to him for him to be heard, but not close enough that it was shoved in his face. I was surprised by how well I was doing, and even more surprised that we managed it all in one take.

As the camera man yelled cut, Renee ran to me and embraced me in a hug.

"Girl, you did great!" she grinned.

"You were right," said Ryback. "She knows what she's doing. You're a natural, kid."

I couldn't help but smile as he walked away, proud of myself for doing so well on my first time out. I didn't think for a second that I'd be a success during my first night on the job. I guessed this was what Mrs McMahon saw in me during the interview, and to get the praise from Renee assured me that the whole thing had been a triumph. I couldn't wait to tell Randy tonight how it'd all gone. He'd be so proud.

I didn't do any further interviews for the remainder of Raw, but I shadowed Renee for the rest of the night, waiting behind the camera and watching as she interviewed wrestler after wrestler, studying everything she did so I'd know what to do when I was in her position. I examined the way she spoke, the way she stood, the way she looked, taking it all in and committing it to memory.

She was excellent at her job and I dreamt of the day where I'd be as good as she was.

As she finished an interview with Neville, I was so lost in watching her that I almost jumped out of my skin as someone crept up behind me.

"How did the first day go?" asked Seth.

I let out a tiny squeal, my hand clutching at my chest as I turned to look at him, not expecting to see him. As I fought to calm my pounding heart down, I noticed Dean and Roman beside him.

"Jeez, you scared me half to death," I said.

"Sorry," he said apologetically. "I just wanted to see if your first night here was better than your nights at the restaurant."

"Way better," I smiled once I'd calmed down. "It was actually amazing. I loved every minute of it."

"She aced it," said Renee as she joined us. "She has a bright future." Dean came over to join her, wrapping an arm around her waist and kissing the top of her head.

"Managed my Ryback interview in one take," I informed them.

"Well done, kid," smiled Roman. "That's excellent news."

"And no slip ups?" asked Seth.

"Nope," I said, shaking my head. "No slip ups."

He smiled at me warmly, his eyes glistening. "I'm so glad for you."

I smiled back at him as Renee began to speak. "I don't know about you guys, but I think we should go out to celebrate Ellie's first day. There's a neat little bar just down the street if we all fancy some drinks."

I looked at her, my smile dropping.

I'd love nothing more than to go for drinks with these awesome people. They were my co-workers and genuinely nice people who I wanted to get to know better. But I knew Randy would be waiting for me back at the hotel. And since he was adamant on me not mentioning our relationship, I could hardly ask them if he could come or invite him out with us. That would give the entire game away.

So sadly I knew I'd have to decline their offer on this occasion.

"Sounds great," said Dean.

"Yeah," grinned Seth, looking down at me. "You deserve to celebrate."

"Thing is…" I began. "I'm gonna have to pass on this occasion."

Seth's smile dropped. "How come?"

"I'm exhausted," I said, thinking on my feet. "I could do with some rest."

"Come on," encouraged Renee. "It'll be fun. And if you don't want to stop long then just stay for one drink."

I felt torn, wanting both to see Randy and go out with my new friends. But Randy was my priority and I knew he'd want to see me. So I stood my ground.

"I'd rather just go back to the hotel," I insisted. "I really just want to sleep."

"Okay," said Renee sadly. "Maybe next time then?"

"Yes, definitely next time," I agreed, hoping this would pacify them for now.

So will deep regret we said our goodbyes, I fetched my suitcase and headed to the hotel, hating the sad look on Seth's face as I left.

xXx

Randy sat on the sofa in our hotel room as I poured us both a glass of wine. We'd put a film on the TV, and were prepared for a cosy night in together. Randy himself was tired after having match during Raw, so was more than happy to laze on the sofa with me and enjoy my company.

"So how did it all go tonight?" he asked as I made my way over to him, handing him a glass of wine before sitting down and snuggling up to him.

"Excellent," I grinned brightly, looking up at him as he sipped his wine. "I didn't slip up once, Randy. I aced it first time."

He kissed the top of my head. "That's my girl. So clever."

"Renee thinks I'm a natural," I continued. "That I have a bright future."

He raised an eyebrow. "Does she now?"

"Yep," I nodded. "She's been so helpful, giving me plenty tips and so much help. I really like her, I think we could be friends."

"And have you told her about us?" he asked, the arm he had around me tightening uncomfortably. He seemed tense.

"No," I said. "I didn't mention it once."

"Good girl," he replied, relaxing again. "You know what I said."

"I know," I sighed sadly. "Don't mention anything about us to anyone."

"But you understand why, don't you baby?" he asked.

"Because it would ruin your character," I said, having heard him say these words to me so many times before. It was like a mantra now. "And because admitting to a girlfriend will make you seem weak."

"Exactly," he said, sipping his wine again.

"I wish you'd let me tell someone," I said pleadingly. "The Shield wanted me to go out tonight and-"

"The Shield?" he suddenly asked, his eyes narrowing, his voice becoming annoyed, his entire character changing. "What the fuck did The Shield want?"

I swallowed nervously, wishing I'd never mentioned it. "N-Nothing," I tried, hating when Randy got upset like this. I never liked it when he got angry. "They know Renee so they spoke to me."

"What did they want?" he asked again.

"T-To go out tonight," I said. "To celebrate m-my first night at work."

His nostrils flared as he breathed in and out loudly, his jaw tense, and I knew he was annoyed. All I could do was wait for him to talk and hope he wouldn't be too angry.

"And what did you tell them?" he asked through gritted teeth.

"I said no. I said I was tired and wanted to go to the hotel to rest. I didn't mention you, I promise. I'm sorry, Randy."

I hated when this happened, and to be honest I should have seen it coming, especially when The Shield had decided to talk to me on a friendly basis rather than a professional one. Randy always hated it when other men spoke to me. He'd never liked it, always scared that one of them would try anything. No man ever did and I know they never would. And even if they had, I was with Randy; I'd never betray him like that.

But that didn't stop Randy's anger or jealousy. He was a very possessive man and he'd always been the same. So as soon as The Shield got friendly around me, I should have known this would highly piss Randy off. I felt foolish really.

His laboured and angry breathing had finally calmed down. So he finished off his wine and looked to me.

"You stay away from The Shield, okay?" he asked. "They're trouble, and I don't like them, especially when they're sniffing around my woman."

"They weren't sniffing around-"

"I don't wanna wait around to see if that's true or not," he snapped in fury, causing me to recoil a little. "I want you to keep away from them. Promise me you'll stay away."

"Randy…"

"Ellie, you fucking promise me right now!"

"I… I promise," I repeated quickly. "I'll stay away."

He visibly relaxed then, his usual sweet and kind smile appearing back onto his lips. He lifted his hand, my body flinching as he began to stroke my cheek. I quickly composed myself.

"Good girl," he said. "You'll come to soon learn what I know. That The Shield are trouble, that they aren't good enough for my girl to be hanging around with. You only deserve the best, don't you, baby?"

"Yes," I nodded.

He leaned in and kissed my lips softly. "I love you, you know."

"I love you too," I said, only half believing my words at that moment.

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