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Welcome back to Good For You. I hope all my beautiful reviewers are doing well. Kind of a big and pivotal chapter now. I've been excited to write this one since I planned the story, so I hope you guys all like it. And towards the end, we finally get a look into the head of Seth Rollins.

BeckyLynch'sTheme – Gotta love a bit of cuteness. And yes! I'm British. So happy that he won. There were a lot of cheers in my house on Sunday night.

Finish-her – I bloody love Seth in this story. Ellie hasn't quite realised she can leave Randy yet. She's blinded by him and he's gotten in her head. Plus, sadly, she still loves him and has invested a lot of time in their relationship. If only there was a handsome architect to help her see other wise… ;)

Tantoune – Seth is just the pinnacle of amazing in this story. I want one for myself!

Lilygirl95 – It's a good job she has Seth, especially with how harsh Randy can be. She needs that someone to look out for her.

CiCix3 – She does! He's vile and he needs his comeuppance.

Dutchangel1979 – He knows it's a very sensitive situation, so he's just letting her know he has her back should she need it. now we just need Ellie to realise how he feels and just be with him!

Debwood-1999 – I love a good slow burn as it builds up the tension and has a reader begging for more. Plus it's a sensitive situation, it can't be rushed. Randy may be vile, but at least she has Seth fighting her corner. She needs him now more than ever

Sebastianm101 – I felt we needed some fluff after all the angst

Paisley2 – She's definitely moving in the right direction. She's slowly seeing the light and Seth is helping her do that.

MsConCon – Ellie's head is so messed up right now that she needs Seth's support and love. It's the only thing keeping her sane! I think it's pretty obvious how Seth feels, and Ellie has left little hints about how special Seth is to her. Slowly but surely she'll realise what these feelings are and that there's people out there who can love her better than Randy can. We just need Seth to get her to realise it!

Guest – Thank you for the support!

This chapter is named after 'Truth' by Bloc Party

Elizabeth Chapman's Point Of View

Renee and I were sitting backstage at Raw getting our makeup done for the show when a runner came over with some news for us.

"So ladies," he began, flicking through the papers in his hands. "I have your schedules for tonight."

"Oh great," smiled Renee as the makeup woman applied blusher to her cheeks. "What we up to tonight then?"

"Well Renee, you have an interview with Cesaro for the app and an interview with Kevin Owens during the second hour of Raw."

"Lovely," said Renee as the runner handed her a sheet of paper with details about questions, her brown eyes reading it eagerly.

"And Ellie, we want you to interview The Shield tonight about their current feud with The Wyatt Family."

I didn't say anything as he handed me a sheet of paper, but my stomach wasn't too happy about this due to the butterflies that had suddenly come to life within it.

Shit.

That was my first thought. Holy mother-fucking shit.

I gazed blankly at the words on the paper, wondering if someone up there hated me. Because of all the interviews for me to do, this was probably the worst.

Randy was suspicious enough of Seth and The Shield guys, but now I'd be forced to be in the same vicinity as them, and Randy would clearly be able to see everything going on.

I didn't want to give him more reason to be mad. I was already keeping my friendship with Seth a secret from him, I couldn't let any more information get out. I would simply have to act professional and proper, and pray to god that Seth would do the same. This friendship of ours was a secret after all and that's how I wanted it to stay.

I knew Randy would be mad that I was the one conducting the interview, but what could either of us do? It was The Authority's decision to give me the job tonight, and Randy could hardly march up to them and ask to switch me with Renee. That would just open a huge box of questions and I know Randy was still adamant on keeping our relationship a secret.

So I'd just have to do the interview, hope to god Seth behaved himself, and wish with all my heart that nothing would happen to get Randy mad.

"Thank you," I said to the runner, mentally preparing myself for the next few hours.

xXx

I was stood backstage where the interview would take place, nervously bouncing on my feet. The match before my segment was still being fought, so whilst the camera men prepared the camera and the runners made sure everything was good for the interview, I read over my questions again, just wanting it to be over.

I noticed The Shield making their way over to me, a smile on Seth's face. I couldn't help but smile back as they stood to the side, out of camera shot.

He gave me a wink and I bit my lip, unable to hide my smile. He looked very handsome standing there in his ring gear, his wet hair slicked back. Seeing the three of them standing there was making my inner fan-girl go wild. It was the first time I'd properly seen the guys in their black outfits. They were truly a force to be reckoned with.

I just hoped all of this would go without a hitch.

All of a sudden, movement from behind them quickly caught my eye, my smile dropping when I saw Randy seating himself on top of some crates, his eyes fixed firmly on me, his arms folded.

What's he doing here?

He must have heard who I would be in the segment in, he must have known The Shield were about to talk to me and he would not be happy about that. He'd want to watch and see and make sure nothing happened between us.

I swallowed, knowing he was going to watch everything I did, this interview suddenly getting a lot more awkward. Thankfully I seemed to be the only person who saw him. So I looked away, taking a deep breath as the backstage runner indicated to me that we were going live.

"Ladies and gentleman," I said calmly. "Please welcome my guests at this time, The Shield."

The Shield came into view of the camera, the smiles on their faces now gone, the boys totally getting into the zone. Dean stood closest to me, Seth in the middle and Roman at the end.

"Dean, we all know The Wyatts have been a constant nuisance to you over the past few weeks, how do you feel about the tag match The Authority have placed you and Seth in tonight against Bray and Luke Harper?"

Dean's head began to twitch, his neck stretching from side to side. "Bray Wyatt and his little sheep have no idea the problems they've been causing for themselves these past few weeks," he began. "The more you try to knock us down, the angrier we get. And they've tried one too many times, Ellie."

"They think they can get the better of The Shield," Seth said angrily. "Well we've barely even started."

"Bray Wyatt and Luke Harper are gonna feel the force of my fist in their faces tonight," Dean continued. "And I'm not leaving that ring until they're lying on that mat, unable to get up, wishing they'd never laid eyes on The Shield."

"So to answer your question, Ellie," Seth said, turning his eye line to look directly into the camera. "Bring it on. Because The Shield never back down from a fight."

"My boys have got this," added Roman.

"And does the addition of Braun Strowman to their team worry you at all?" I asked.

Seth then moved until he was the one standing by me, suddenly putting a friendly arm around my shoulders. I stiffened, my eyes automatically going to Randy. He must have seen too because he suddenly rose from his seat, his face red with anger, slowly making his way over to us.

"Sweetheart, do we seem scared?" Seth asked. "We got this. The Wyatts won't know what hit them."

"Believe that," finished Roman, the runner finally yelling cut, ending the interview.

Seth winked down at me. "I think we definitely aced that interview, Ellie."

But I didn't answer him, I could only gasp as Randy marched over to us, reaching Seth and pushing him harshly until he was knocked to the ground.

"What the fuck do you think you're playing at, Rollins?" he yelled loudly, everyone in the vicinity turning to look at the commotion.

Oh shit…

"Randy, stop!" I yelled as Roman rushed to rather confused Seth's side, Dean growling down at Randy.

"What the fuck is your problem, Orton?" he said. "What the hell was that about?"

Randy's face was red, his anger apparent, his rage clear for us all to see.

My breathing was short and shallow as fear rose within my body, my hands shaking, my legs like jelly. It was never good for anyone when Randy was in this mood.

Randy was mad, Randy was focused and Seth was his target.

I didn't understand what had set him off. Sure, Seth had put his arm around me, but it was innocent, it was friendly, and it was for the segment. Surely Randy had to understand that, but as his face got more and more upset, I knew this wasn't so.

"My problem is this little fucker," he yelled, looking down at Seth. "Don't you dare touch my fucking girlfriend like that again!"

I froze, the colour completely draining from my face.

Oh god… he'd said it.

"Wait… what?" asked Seth.

I looked cautiously over at him, his eyes wide from his position on the floor. His face was filled with shock, disbelief, like he'd just had a kick in the teeth. He looked at Randy, his mouth agape before he finally moved his eyes to me, guilt hitting me like a slap in the face when I saw the betrayal and the confusion in his big brown eyes.

I'm so sorry…

"What the fuck?" asked Dean.

"He's… the boyfriend…?" whispered Seth.

"Yes I fucking am!" Randy yelled. "And I don't appreciate your fucking hands on my woman."

"Seth," I said, walking over to him. "I can explain."

"Get the fuck back here now, Ellie," Randy shouted.

"Hey, don't talk to her like that," Seth suddenly retaliated, making Randy even angrier. He growled, preparing to launch himself at Seth.

"Randy, enough," I said, quickly getting in front of him, pushing him back. He calmed a little when I held him and I could feel his rage dissipating simply by my closeness.

My heart was pounding quicker than was humanly possible, the need to be sick rising in my stomach.

It was happening, the truth was actually coming out and Randy was admitting who I was. This should have been a wonderful moment, a happy moment, the one moment where it was okay to be with him in public and know I wouldn't have to hide it. But that wasn't happening. He had told the world by the worst means possible and had now attacked my friend along the way. This was not what I imagined at all. Randy was angry, Seth was hurt, and I couldn't stand any of it.

"Stay the fuck away, Rollins," Randy growled as I stroked his face in an attempt to relax him.

"Calm down, sweetheart," I tried. "Randy, you need to calm down for me."

The redness in his face was disappearing, but the commotion of the moment had already caught the attention of everyone, Triple H suddenly marching towards us.

"What the hell is going on here?" he said. "I have a show to run and then I get news of a fight backstage. What is this?"

"I need to go calm the fuck down," said Randy, turning on his heel, leaving my arms and marching off, Triple H quickly on his tail. I knew they'd been friends for many years so he'd be the perfect person to calm Randy down. I stood there, watching them go before I turned to see Seth.

Only he wasn't there. None of The Shield were. In the commotion of it all, they'd clearly made their escape, my heart dropping when I saw he was gone.

My shoulders dropped, tears prickling behind my eyes, anxiety and fear filling my heart. This was not how I wanted Seth to find out. I wasn't sure when I was going to admit the truth, but when I did I had wanted it to be on my terms and in my way. Now that had been taken from me and he'd learnt the truth in the worst way possible.

This was not what I had wanted, and now I honestly didn't know what to do.

The look on his face killed me, it hurt me, it tore my heart in two. I'd never seen him look so wounded or betrayed before. I'd hurt him yet again, I'd upset Seth for the thousandth time.

I was a fucking horrible person and I hated myself for putting him through all this.

But I had to make it right. I had to go to him, talk to him, tell the truth and make everything well again.

I at least owed him that.

So knowing that Randy was in safe hands with Triple H, I headed over to The Shield's locker room, hoping they were in there.

I knocked a few times when I reached it, Roman opening the door, a sad look on his face.

"Hi," he said.

"Is he in there?" I asked hopefully. "I really need to talk to him."

"Yeah, you do," he said opening the door.

I stepped inside, seeing him seated on a bench, Dean beside him. The lunatic looked up as he spotted me, quickly getting to his feet. "Roman and I will leave you both to it. I assume you have a lot to talk about."

I nodded, my hands clasped together nervously. "Yes, thank you."

Dean gave me a weak smile as he walked past me, Roman and he both leaving the locker room, closing the door behind them, leaving Seth and I alone.

I stared at him silently for a while, watching as he rubbed his hands over his face, his eyes never looking at me. I couldn't blame him; I wouldn't want to look at me either.

I felt so awkward standing by the door, but I knew it was because I was terrified to strike up a conversation about this subject. I'd hidden it from him for so long and he'd accepted me regardless. But now everything was out in the open and Seth deserved the answers he wanted. I was just afraid of the questions he would ask in order to obtain those answers.

So I nervously took a step forward.

"I guess I have some explaining to do," I said meekly.

He sighed, leaning back against the wall behind him, folding his arms. "Yeah, I guess you do." He sounded frustrated and annoyed.

I took tentative steps towards him, seating myself on the bench, leaving a suitable gap between us.

"I'm… I'm sorry you had to find out in the way you did," I said. "I can only apologise for the way he acted. I didn't think he'd lash out like that."

"Randy Orton, Ellie?" he said, looking over at me accusingly. "Randy fucking Orton? Are you kidding me?"

"I know," I said, feeling terrible.

"I work with him. I see him almost every day," he said. "I spoke to him three days ago and all that time he was your fucking boyfriend?"

"I wanted to tell you…" I tried.

"You had so many opportunities," he said, clearly aggravated. "I even asked you the other night when we watched that movie together. Why didn't you say anything? For fuck's sake, Ellie, he's beat you. How could you let me see that guy every day not knowing he was the one behind all this?"

Every word he fired at me hurt. Seth was pissed off. On other occasions, he'd been upset, but there was always a degree of sympathy. I was afraid that this time was it. This was the straw that broke the camel's back and he would be officially done with me.

"If I could have told you then I would have," I tried.

"Would the words just not come out or something?" he asked, rubbing his hands over his face again. "I feel like such an idiot. I'm pissed, Ellie. I'm not gonna lie, I'm fucking pissed."

I felt tears building, and I knew I'd done it this time.

I was losing him.

"I'm so sorry, Seth," I whispered. "I wanted to tell you. It's been eating me up inside and tearing me apart keeping this from you. And there's been so many times I've wanted to tell you and get this all out in the open."

"Then why didn't you?" he asked.

"He wouldn't let me," I explained. "I've wanted to be open from the beginning, but Randy refused to let our relationship be known. So he made me keep quiet about it all, I couldn't tell anyone."

"But you could have told me," he said. "We've been so open towards each other. You're one of my closest friends, one of the dearest and most important people in my life. I'd have taken the secret to the grave."

"Seth, you saw what he did to me when you simply spoke to me," I said. "What do you think he'd have done if I'd told you the truth and he'd have found out? Randy has eyes everywhere, that's how he found out about our friendship in New York. I couldn't risk myself like that and I certainly couldn't risk you."

He shook his head. "I've told you, Ellie, I'd protect you. And I am more than capable of protecting myself."

"You don't know him, Seth. He finds ways," I explained. "He always finds ways. I was too scared to tell a soul so I kept it to myself. Life was easier that way."

"I just can't believe it was him all this time," I said. "I can't believe he was right under my nose and I never suspected Orton once."

"I'm so sorry," I said sadly.

"It's so obvious now," he said. "The way you could be so open with us whilst he was away filming, the way you distanced yourself when he returned, the way you acted aloof at work…"

"You weren't to know," I tried.

"But I should have," he said, looking over at me. "I should have picked up on it immediately. The bastard has laid his hands on you, for Christ's sake!"

"There's nothing you could have done," I said.

"Yes there is," he growled. "And now I know who the fucker is, I'm gonna make him pay." He stood, abruptly marching towards the door, a man on a mission.

"NO!" I cried, running towards him, throwing my arms around him from behind, my chest pressed into his back, my cheek resting along his spine. "Please don't."

He stopped in his tracks, his tense body relaxing as I held him. I could feel his heart pounding beneath the palm of my hand. It thumped wildly, so I clung to him tighter.

"Ellie," he said calmly. "I need you to let me go."

"No," I said stubbornly.

"Ellie, now I know who he is and what he's done, I wanna go to him. I wanna talk to him, I want to get answers. And then I wanna beat the shit out of him and I don't want to stop until he's bloody and battered on the floor, not a single breath left in the coward's body."

His words were calm but they sent a shiver down my spine. I'd never heard Seth sound so angry before, so mad and enraged. He sounded sinister, evil, and I had to wonder if Dean was the real lunatic in The Shield.

"Please don't hurt him, Seth," I said, tears spilling silently down my cheeks, soaking his black special ops vest. "He's not worth it."

"He hurt you," he growled.

"Exactly," I said. "And that's why I can't let you out there. He hurts me enough, I can't stand by and see anyone else get hurt."

"Ellie," he snarled.

"Don't sink to his level," I said. "Don't let him get the better of you. You're a good man, Seth. The best man I know, in fact. Don't ruin that by acting like a monster. Just be my calm and wonderful Seth… please…"

He turned in my arms then, pulling me to him and wrapping me up in his warm embrace. "The things I fucking do for you," he muttered into my hair.

I hugged him tightly, relieved he hadn't given up on me. I couldn't lose him, I'd already come close so many times before.

I needed Seth Rollins and thankfully he still agreed with that too.

I held him tightly, needing his warmth, needing his affection, relief flooding my body that he was still here and he still gave a shit. This was why he was so wonderful – because he stuck by me. He gave a damn about me, and I thanked my lucky stars that I'd managed to meet Seth Rollins. He was like my guardian angel, my best friend, the one person I could never be without.

Slowly I let him go. "I need to go to Randy now."

I heard a growl rising from his chest. "Why?"

"I need to make sure everything is alright and make some semblance of peace," I explained. "He'll go off the rails otherwise and none of us want that. I just need to talk to him."

"Fine," he said, reluctantly stepping to one side. "But if I hear there's been any kind of trouble, you won't stop me hurting him."

"Thank you," I smiled, leaning up and kissing his cheek before rushing out the door.

xXx

Seth Rollins's Point Of View

I finally let her go, knowing she needed to clean up and see that sick son-of-a-bitch. It tore me apart to know she was running off to him, but I understood that it was something she had to do.

I slowly walked over to the wooden bench and slumped down onto it, the whole night having completely knocked the wind out of me.

I couldn't believe it… It had been Orton all this time.

Randy fucking Orton.

I shook my head in disbelief, a nasty taste on my tongue at the thought of what he'd done, how he'd hurt her, the way he'd made her feel. And the bastard who had done all this had been under my nose the entire time.

I wanted to pulverise him, destroy him, rip him limb from limb. I'd be dragged away kicking and screaming, I'd be thrown in a cell, I'd need to be pried away by a thousand security guards if I had my way. Because if it was down to me, I wouldn't leave Orton until he was a bloody mess on the floor, his face caved in, totally unidentifiable.

He was scum, he was filth, and he was a coward that did not deserve the affections of an angel like Ellie.

And that's what she was, a fucking angel. A gentle and beautiful soul who just wanted to keep everyone happy despite holding this huge fucking secret that he'd forced upon her. She was a million times what he deserved.

She only deserved the best in my opinion. She deserved happiness, affection, adoration, worship and love. And I knew he was giving her none of those things. All he was giving her was misery, sadness and hurt.

And as horrible as it was to admit, Ellie didn't even realise this herself. I don't know what he'd done, but he'd gotten in her head, he'd gotten in so far deep that I was afraid she would never come out. She was blinded by him, controlled by him, and I knew getting her away from him would not be easy.

But I was going to fucking well try.

I wasn't going to let him hurt her anymore. I refused to see tears fall from her eyes and sadness be tattooed on her face. All I wanted from her was happiness, joy and that beautiful smile that I'd missed seeing as of late.

Because that smile was the most beautiful thing my eyes had ever laid eyes on, just as she was.

The truth was out now, the secret had been exposed, and I wasn't going to stop fighting for her happy ending.

The door slowly opened, breaking me from my musings, Dean and Roman slowly entering the locker room.

"You okay, dude?" Dean asked me. "I saw her leave so I figured it'd be safe to come in."

"Yeah I'm good," I replied as they sat beside me. "Just got a lot to think about."

"You aren't kidding," said Roman. "I never expected it to be Randy all this time."

"None of us did," I said.

"So where do you go from here?" Dean asked.

"I fight for her," I said. "It's as simple as that. Just because I know who the boyfriend is doesn't mean I'm giving up on her."

Dean looked at me, worry in his eyes. "Dude, I like Ellie. She is fun, kind, and a great friend. But she's Orton's and he seems to have his claws in pretty deep. Is it really worth taking him on for her?"

I looked at him. "She is worth everything I have and more," I said in earnest. "I won't let him continue hurting her, Dean. I'll save her and I won't stop until I do."

"Then we'll back you all the way, brother," smirked Roman, patting me on the back.

"Yeah," smiled Dean. "You know we're on side."

I grinned. "Thanks, guys."

We knew our enemy, we knew the outcome we wanted, and I for one wasn't stopping till I had what I wanted. I wanted Ellie and I wanted her away from Orton. I didn't care how long it took and what I'd have to go through to do it.

She was fucking worth it.

Again, a huge thanks to BeckyLynch'sTheme, finish-her, Tantoune, Lilygirl95, CiCix3, dutchangel1979, Debwood-1999, sebastianm101, Paisley2, MsConCon and my guest reviewer for their lovely words about the last chapter.

Also, don't forget to check out the other WWE story I'm currently writing. It's called Come & Get It, and it's a Shield focused story with Dean Ambrose as the love interest. It'll be a bit darker than my previous stories, and I'm loving writing it. So go check it out if you like. It'd be great if you guys could give it a read.