"Yeah… he was right. As much as I hate to admit it, that jackass Owens was right, I hurt myself… once." Amanda says, Finn looking at her in shock even as Amanda showed him the scar.
He could tell it was aged, going back almost a decade… and Finn put it together. The beautiful but broken soul in front of him had felt lost after losing not one but three people, the most heartbreaking loss being the boy she loved like her little nephew.
"And no one else wanted the truth to come out…" Finn says, Amanda lowering her left hand.
"I got to where I didn't feel like it was worth living anymore, I felt like a shell of who I used to be… until Roddy picked me back up to my feet and was that shoulder to cry on. And now he's gone." Amanda says, the 25 year old brushing tears away as Finn pulled her into his arms, the two embracing each other.
It had been a heartbreaking few weeks, Roddy gone just barely a month after Dusty's death… and another piece of the wall that Amanda had built up over time cracked.
"You were hurting… you just wanted it to stop, it's okay." Finn says softly, Amanda burying her face into his torso and his hand rubbing up and down her back.
Confessions were never easy but with him, she could break down and he could pick her back up afterwards and put her heart together…
"The following contest is a Falls Count Anywhere match! Outside the ring and serving as the special guest enforcer, Amanda Cena!" Jojo announced, the Munich fans cheering and chanting "We support you! We support you!" for five solid minutes as Amanda gripped onto the leather whip in her hands.
The match didn't even get started before Braun was sent running into the crowd by an enraged Roman, Braun giving one last look at Amanda that meant "Be careful, tiny.".
Miz and Finn's match was up next and the Co GM watched anxiously at ringside, even with Maryse banned. She also started to feel a bit dizzy and blinked rapidly as the fast pace was giving her motion sickness, which was a rarity… but ever since her seizures three years ago, Amanda would get the occasional case of it.
The bell was a distant ringing and she was down to her right knee when she felt Finn's arms around her and herself being picked up, Miz still semi conscious from the 1916 DDT.
"I'm okay." Amanda says, Finn pressing two fingers to her neck and was startled at her increased pulse before he and Miz were taking her to the trainers room. Amanda had another match tonight, against Neville… Finn was worrying that this was becoming too much on her neurological state.
Backstage…
"Heart rate's calming down…" Dr. Amann says, the others breathing relieved sighs as Dean, Matt and Jeff ran in.
"You're staying back here, kiddo." Matt says.
"The hell I will, not with that gauntlet match as well as my second one scheduled for later!" Amanda says, Jeff lightly rubbing his hand up and down her back. "I'm… I'm just drained is all." She says.
"We all are but we haven't collapsed like that… are you sure you'll be up to competing again tonight, lass?" Finn says, Amanda nodding.
Amanda watched the tag team gauntlet match in the backstage area with the others… nerves had reemerged, Amanda feeling like ripping Sheamus and Cesaro's heads off.
When the match finally did end, Amanda took a deep breath and got ready to head out there again when Sheamus stopped her, Amanda shoving his hand off of her arm.
"You're still mad… but I'm just trying to stop you from-" Sheamus says, Amanda yanking him down to her eye level by his shirt.
"Piss me off again, you'll see why Matt and Jeff aren't novelty acts and if you think what I did to Alexa was bad, think about what I'll do to you." Amanda growls menacingly before shoving Sheamus back and heading to the curtain.
She signed up for the second tour of Europe and loved it here… but heading back home to Orlando was starting to sound really tempting.
Cruiserweight Championship Match, Amanda's P.O.V
Lightning speed is what Adrian and I are used to, we're entertaining the fans tonight… but both of us are at our wits end with whoever's in charge of the creative team!
The lights go out again and then nearly blind us, Bray charging at Adrian and hitting him with the Sister Abigail… again with this bullshit!
"Champion retains on a technicality." Corey says as the bell rang.
"No one touches my Abigail except me!" Bray yells at Adrian… that does it!
Despite my racing heart, I charge at Bray and start attacking him, knocking him down before using the Too Sweet and Jeff's Gun Signal as the fans shout "Swanton!" as I climb up to the turnbuckle… before the lights went out as I launched myself off… and crash with a sickening thud right onto my back.
3rd Person Perspective…
Amanda's eyes were half open when Neville was waving his hand in front of her face as Finn and Dean rushed to ringside, paramedics following them and turning Amanda onto her right side before she was placed onto the backboard and strapped onto it, gripping Finn's hand in absolute panic and him lightly squeezing hers.
In the backstage area, everyone paced around nervously until Finn and Amanda emerged from the trainer's room, one ice pack taped to Amanda's torso and the other to her lower back.
"Just a few bruises, nothing broken." Amanda says, the others breathing relieved sighs.
"No more than one match per event for you now… got off the phone with Kurt, you two are taking some time off." Dean says.
"But-" Amanda starts to protest.
"Just a few days… that was a scary collapse earlier and you almost slipped off the turnbuckle." Dean says, Finn whispering in Amanda's left ear.
The gears in Amanda's mind started turning as she thought it over… Seth was gonna be pissed but things needed to be resolved.
