Chapter 33 – So Broken
Roman had a hell of a time getting Amaya to come back on the road Friday so instead he convinced her to come Monday. She really didn't want to be there and she really wasn't ready to see Seth yet. The wound was fresh and still hurt. He took the entire weekend off to stay with Amaya; not wanting to leave her alone. Roman looked over at Amaya she hadn't spoken much the rest of Thursday and barely spoke the whole weekend and now on Monday; she hadn't spoken much today either.
They got to the suite and Roman put her with him. She wasn't going to the arena with them. She didn't want to give Seth any indication that she was there. Roman kept his door closed knowing if someone wanted in they would knock and Roman would step out to talk to them. Seth hadn't even shown up yet. Chances are he wouldn't show up until at the arena for their match. Then once they got back to the hotel they would deal with everything.
Roman walked over and leaned against the door frame as he watched Amaya brush her teeth in the bathroom before she took a brush to her waist length caramel colored hair. "You doing okay beautiful?"
Amaya looked over as her eyes locked with steel grey orbs as she smiled slightly. "Okay as can be expected big guy." She rinsed her mouth as she walked over and stood in front of him. "What's on your mind?" She asked softly.
"What makes you think there's something on my mind?" Roman asked.
Amaya smirked. "Because I know you well enough to know when you've got a certain look in your eyes that you've got something you need to talk about. So spill already."
Roman chuckled as he shook his head. "It will keep until we get back tonight." Roman cupped her cheeks and was glad her bloodshot eyes were finally back to the aqua color and her tear stains cheeks were a nice tan color again. "I'm telling you right now; when we get back with Seth if you don't want to talk to him you don't have to. You don't have to do anything you don't want to. Am I perfectly clear?"
Amaya nodded. "Yes sir; crystal clear sir."
Roman wrapped his arms around Amaya as he pulled her against his body and felt her arms wrap around his shoulders holding him tight. "Cheeky wench…" He stated with a smack to her rear-end.
A knock at the bedroom door and Dean sticking his head in the room, pulled them apart. "C'mon big man, time for one goodbye kiss and then it's time to go."
Amaya looked up at Roman. "Let's have that talk when you get back ok?"
Roman nodded. "Yes ma'am." Roman leaned down and softly pecked Amaya's lips. "Try to get a nap in. I don't like those dark circles under your eyes; makes me feel like I haven't been taking proper care of you."
Amaya stopped Roman before he could leave the room as she pushed up on her toes and captured his lips in a soft passionate kiss. She felt his arm wrap around her waist pulling her closer and deepening the kiss.
"I said one goodbye kiss people not one that last for twenty minutes." Dean shouted from the kitchenette.
Amaya couldn't help as she giggled against Roman's lips. "I guess you better go before he comes in here and tries to cart you off." She said relinquishing his lips.
"He can try but he'd never be able to big my big ass up." Roman chuckled as he leaned down and brushed his lips across her forehead before he turned and left.
She heard the door closed before she remember she needed to tell him something as she grabbed her key card and ran out after her him barefoot. Once in the hallway of the hotel she saw Roman, Dean and Zaria standing by the elevator. "Roman wait!"
Roman's head snapped over towards their hotel door as he watched as she jogged over barefoot and jumped in his arms before she captured his lips. He caught her easily with his hands under her butt so he wouldn't drop her. When she pulled back he couldn't take his eyes off of her. "What was that all about?" He asked in a husky voice.
Amaya smiled softly as she patted his chest. "Down big guy." He leaned over and gently set her on her feet. "That was to let you know that you HAVE been taking proper care of me. You didn't have to stay with me all weekend and you did and I really appreciate it. It was nice to not have to sit in that house all alone." She kissed his lips softly once more before the elevator dinged and the doors opened and she pushed him towards it. "Go – well talk more when you guys get back." She watched as Roman nodded as he backed up towards the elevator before Dean reached out grabbed the back of his shirt and pulled him into the elevator.
"C'mon man, were going to be late. You can eye fuck her when we get back tonight." Dean tried to reason.
Amaya went back into the room as she lay across the bed; sleep came faster than she thought it would since she didn't realize just exactly how tired she was.
The guys showed up for Monday Night Raw did their match, showered dressed and headed back to the hotel. As soon as everyone walked in Dean was the first one to respond as he dropped his back and spun around and socked Seth without even thinking twice about it. Dean watched as Seth fell back over the chair tipping over to the side and dropping his body onto the floor.
Dean stalked over and lifted Seth by the collar of his t-shirt and slammed his back into the nearest wall. "I have one rule for you two; ONE FUCKING RULE!" Dean growled through clenched teeth. "And you couldn't even get it right." He shook his head. "I told you guys not to hurt her. I told you; you had to be careful."
Seth could feel his left cheek swelling. Oh yea he was going to have a black eye. "You act like I did this shit on purpose." Seth spouted off. His chocolate brown eyes went to the figure standing behind Dean. "You want to go next big man? Go ahead beat the shit out of me. But no ass kicking is going to make me feel worse than I already fuckin do."
Roman shook his head. "I seriously doubt that. Why not imagine how she fucking feels?" Roman shot a glare at Dean and watched as he backed away before he stepped forwards and gripped Seth's shoulders. "Do you know what she fuckin asked me? She said 'please tell me Seth was the only one fantasizing about my sister while fucking me.' As she sobbed and cried and broke my fuckin heart while trying to make sense of what you'd done. So don't stand here and presume to understand what she'd going through right now, because you don't have a fuckin clue."
"I never said I understood. I'm just saying no amount of kicking my ass is going to make me feel worse than I already do. I know I fucked up. Everything was going fuckin great until that night." Seth snapped.
Roman smashed him into the wall once more. "What the fuck were you thinking?" He asked before he pulled back and punched the wall directly next to Seth's head. "You have no idea what she's been like during the entire weekend. I had to practically beg her to come tonight and even then she's here, but she doesn't want to be."
Amaya woke up to yelling and a couple of thumps against the wall. She stood from the bed and stretched out. She opened the bedroom door as her eyes widened at Roman yelling and Zaria trying to keep Dean back from the scene as it was unfolding. She hurried over to where Roman had Seth pinned to the wall as she stood beside them; facing them both. "Roman don't." He hand came up and touched his hand as she pulled it away from Seth's shoulder. "He can't explain himself if you put his head through a wall." Her eyes turned to Seth who opened his mouth to say something when she shook her head. "And don't thank me for stopping him. I want to hear what you have to say and if you can't give me a really good reason; I'll let him finish what he started." She turned and walked away.
Seth watched as Amaya walked away and Roman back away from him. He walked into the kitchenette and put some ice in a towel and put it on his eye before walking into the sitting area. "Can we all just sit down and please let me explain before Roman or Dean tries to re-arrange my face."
Amaya let out a shaky breath as she sat down on the couch next to Roman who she could feel the anger radiating off of him. She reached over and put her hand on his t-shirt covered chest. "Calm down big guy. It's okay."
Roman shook his head. "It's anything but okay." He felt her rub his chest slightly knowing he had to calm down for her. He took a few deep breaths.
Seth sat down as he watched Dean sit in a chair and pull Zaria into his lap. "So I guess I should start from the beginning…A few months ago you took us to meet your sister Amyra and at the time I was feeling something in the pit of my stomach, but I thought it was just worry about how her death would affect you. I got that call from you telling me she got a donor and was going into surgery. I was ecstatic. I had to be there for you. You were there for me so much when my mother was sick; there was no way I wouldn't be there for you." He sighed heavily. "I started visiting her more at the hospital during her recovery. On the days you weren't there for our days off; I was. I was in all honesty just trying to be a friend, because she seemed like she could use one."
Amaya frowned. "You lied to me? The whole time I thought you were in Iowa helping your parents with the reunion; you were spending time with my sister? You kept lying to me about where you were but still having sex with me when we were all together. So what do you feel for my sister now?" Amaya asked softly as silent tears slid down her cheeks.
Seth shook his head. "Honestly? I don't know. I've gotten to know her so well and the more time I spent with her I spent with Safina and got to know what an amazing niece you have."
Amaya chew her bottom lip. "You know had you just told me what the hell you were doing or even if you were confused with what you were feeling; anything would've been better than you not only lying to me but still having sex with me." She shook her head. "I don't even know how to respond to any of this Seth. 5 days ago we were locked in an intimate moment and you screamed out my sister's name as you laid on top of me. And now 5 days later, I find out you're been lying to me for weeks about where you've been, who you've been seeing and what you've been doing."
Amaya blinked as tears slowly slid down her cheeks. "The whole time the three of us have been together You've both been really good about not making me feel like a slut for dating two guys at once. Anyone else outside of this room would think I was some kind of whore. Wednesday night…I never felt so used before in all my life. I felt like trash. I still feel like trash."
She nodded to Zaria when she handed her some tissue. "I mean we had a good run. We made it work for 7 months. I just think we're at the end of our rope now and it's time for me to go back to being your personal assistant and friend and leave it at that. I'm not going to tell you to stay away from Amyra or Safina, because clearly you've been getting closer with them. But I'm telling you right now. If you hurt her the way you've hurt me; I will remove your testicles with my toenail clippers."
Amaya's aqua eyes turned to Roman. "That should go for you too Roman. I don't think any of us should continue this anymore. We had our fun; it really is time to get back to business."
Roman scowled. "So you're going to punish me for something Seth did?" He asked in a low tone.
Amaya shook her head. "Don't think this was an easy decision for me to make. I laid across the bed and thought about it until I fell asleep; then woke up and thought about it some more and fell asleep again. It's just what's best for everyone right now. I need time to myself and I don't want to alienate you guys because I have to work with you. I just – I just need some time."
Roman growled. "Thank you Seth." Roman stood from the couch and headed for his room; he stopped in his tracks when he remembered he had Amaya's things in his room. "Amaya, come get your crap out of my room before it winds up getting a free flying lesson off the balcony." He warned.
Amaya frowned as she stood and walked after Roman. She closed the door once she was in there and watched as he walked into the bathroom and slammed the door. She walked over and touched the door. "C'mon Roman don't be like this. I just need some time right now."
"You made your decision Amaya. Never mind that I had something I wanted to talk to you about. Just go ahead and let what Seth did fuck up us too. It's fine; it is what it is at this point." Roman mumbled through the door. He was sitting on the toilet lid trying to not feel pissed off and dead at the same time.
Amaya gathered her things and pushed them into her suitcase. "Don't be mad Roman – please. I just need some time. I hurt; you have no idea what this feels like." Amaya jumped as the door to the bathroom flew open and Roman stalked out and stopped in front of her.
"I have no idea? Are you out of your fuckin mind?" Roman asked. "My girlfriend just ended things with me because her other boyfriend the fuckin village idiot hurt her. I have NEVER hurt you Amaya; NEVER. I'll be damned if I ever hurt you or let anyone else do it. You remember what we did to Cena." He watched as she nodded in agreement. "Yea, well can you imagine what I want to do to Seth right now? I want to strangle him and break all of his limbs and pulled all his major organs out in alphabetical order. I want him to feel a fraction of your pain."
Roman turned to go back into the bathroom and stopped short when a hand clamped down on his wrist. He stopped and turned back to look at Amaya. "What?" He asked in a clipped tone,
"Please Roman…I just need some time." Amaya practically begged.
"So I heard." Roman snapped before going back into the bathroom and slamming the door again.
Amaya walked out of Roman's room with her things and into her room as she closed and locked the door. She laid across the bed crying into her pillow. Everything was so broken between Amaya, Seth and Roman.
And at this point no one was sure when it would get mended.