Author's Note: Yay! Back with another new chapter. Thank you to all my readers and enjoy reading another chapter of drama!
It was a new day and Elle was all set to go back to work, which she was very excited for because staying at home for an entire week and not being on the road was very boring for her. She was just very glad to be able to come back to work and see her friends and hopefully, see her husband. Tonight was a very important night for Wade. It was the Elimination Chamber, where he, among five other Superstars, would be competing to become the World Heavyweight Champion. She thought he deserved to be the World champion because he's worked so hard to get where he was now.
After watching the beginning of the show, Elle headed into catering since she hasn't eaten since she left Chicago and she was getting hungry. She sat there by herself, her legs crisscrossed on the chair she was sitting on, an array of food in front of her. She was one who could eat a lot and not gain a pound seeing that she had fast metabolism and she was always working out when she could. It was a gift.
"Looks like you're back to your old eating habits, I see."
Elle turned around to find Dolph behind her. She smiled. "Hi Dolph," she singsonged. "You did great out there tonight. Almost WWE Champ."
"Thanks beautiful," he smiled, taking a piece of her chicken tenders and sitting beside her. "Where's the hubby? Have you seen him yet or talked to him?"
She scoffed. "I haven't done either. He's doing a great job at avoiding me."
"I'm sure he'll come around. Why don't you wait for him by his locker room? Or better yet wait for him inside it," Dolph suggested. Yes, it was weird he was trying to help the girl he loved work things out with her husband, but he could tell it was bothering her and making her upset. He'd rather have Elle be happy than sad.
Elle found it quite weird that Dolph was suggesting this. If this were a few days ago or so, he would definitely be telling her the opposite. She asked his intentions as she took a sip from her bottle of Smart Water.
"It's not anything bad," he said, running a hand through his hair. "I just want you to be happy and if talking to Wade will do that, then so be it."
"Thank you. You're the sweetest," she smiled, giving him a kiss.
"I know, I know," he chuckled.
"So is this what you've been doing while you were gone for the entire week?"
Shit, Elle thought when she heard that deep, angry, English accent. She was scared to even look at him, knowing she got caught. Now was her chance to talk to him, but that was totally out of the question. Wade most likely wouldn't even give her the chance to speak. He sometimes never did when he was angry.
"Answer me, Elle!" Wade boomed, pounding his fist again the wall.
Dolph stood up, quick to her defense. "She's not a dog. She doesn't take orders from you, and don't go getting angry at her. She should be mad at you for ditching her for an entire week after she went to the hospital. You didn't even bother to at least text her to ask if she was okay. You think you're such a great husband? Well, that may have been a few years ago, but you are nothing but shit now, Barrett!"
Elle saw Wade's glistening green eyes turn to fire. He was getting pretty steamed and she knew what he was about to do next, so she stood up in front of Dolph, protecting him from Wade's fist. "No, you're not doing this. Not now, not ever," she finally spoke as she pushed Wade away.
"You're coming to his defense? He's not your-"
"Husband. I know that, Wade! I'm not an idiot!" she yelled back.
"You seemed pretty idiotic for falling for that moron."
"That's it!" Dolph exclaimed, pushing through Elle and trying to get to Wade. He wasn't going to let him talk to her like that. That was so disrespectful. But yet again, the five foot five brunette held him back, telling him that violence wasn't necessary. "You can't let him talk to you like that, Elle!"
She said nothing because she had no idea what to say. She knew Wade shouldn't talk to her like that, but having Wade and Dolph fight it out with their bodies wasn't right either. She was the only one who kept them from doing just that to each other. Elle looked from the blonde to the dark haired man before her. She had a feeling there was a decision to be made about something. She could see it in Wade's eyes.
"I can talk to her however the hell I want! You stay out of this conversation, Ziggler!" Wade then grabbed Elle's wrist, dragging her along with him. He gave her no choice but to come with her that instant. "And if you're going to try and follow us, I suggest you don't. For your own good," he shouted as they walked out of catering.
The last thing Dolph saw was Elle's face, which was practically asking for help. Though he took Wade's advice and stayed put. Hopefully, he could see her later while Wade was out for his match. Which was soon. He collapsed onto a chair, burying his face into his hands. Elle and Wade's relationship was definitely getting out of control. He had to tell Phil about what just happened.
"Wade! Stop! You're hurting me!" Elle cried as she tried to wriggle out of his tight grasp. Though every time she tried, his grip got tighter and tighter. They had stopped for a second and she knew right where they were: his locker room. He threw the door open, forcing her inside. She stumbled a little, but caught herself. Suddenly, fear came over Elle. He slammed the door shut, his green eyes glaring at her. "Wade, please...you're scaring me."
"I don't give a rat's ass anymore! I thought you were done with Dolph, but of course you would lie to me about that. You were probably still fucking him when you said you weren't. You such a liar, Elle! Why can't you just be up front about it if you don't want to be with me anymore because clearly you don't. When things started going downhill in our marriage and that Barbie doll took an interest in you, I lost you. You were having an affair with him, you were probably treating him better than you did me, you probably even love him more than me. Now, even after everything, you're still with him. I am sorry that I didn't answer all your calls, but I needed time to myself and to think. It's not that I didn't care. I was so worried, but if I saw you or talked to you, my thoughts would be clouded," Wade explained. He paused for a second, his eyes finally connecting with his wife's. "I-I have to go. I have a match to win. We can talk about this more when I come back." He walked out without another word, slamming the door shut again. He then called for the security guard.
"How can I help you, sir?" the guard in the yellow jacket asked.
"Stand guard by this door until I get back. Don't let her out," Wade directed. The guard nodded his head as Wade handed him a hundred dollar bill. "And if Dolph Ziggler comes by, don't let him in."
Elle wasn't sure what to do, get mad or cry. Her husband was turning into a monster and she was actually scared for her life. She curled up into a ball on the couch, burying her face into her legs. The tears just started flowing from there. She couldn't help herself.
Phil walked straight up to the security guard standing in front of Wade's room with Dolph in tow. He had just been informed of what happened in catering with Elle and Wade. He honestly couldn't believe Wade would stoop that low, to almost practically abusing his wife, both psychically and verbally. This was just uncalled for. "Yo Macho. Step aside. I need to talk to Elle," Phil demanded.
"Sorry. By orders of Mr. Barrett, he said not to let that blonde in," the guard recalled, pointing at Dolph.
"And did he say anything of her brother not being able to see her?" Phil mocked.
The tall man in the yellow jacket shook his head. "No, sir."
"That's what I thought." He turned to Dolph. "You stay here or whatever. I'll get to the bottom of this." He then entered the room to see his sister spread across the couch, her green eyes closed. She was sleeping as the television was turned onto the Smackdown Elimination Chamber match. It had just started. Phil sat at the edge of the couch. He lightly shook her, trying to wake her up. "Ellie, hey. Wake up," he rustled. She shifted a little, then turning to her back as she stretched out her body. A smile appeared as she opened her eyes.
"Oh, hi Philly," she yawned. Her eyes caught glimpse of the television and it was focused on Wade. Her smile quickly disappeared. Her mind instantly went back to twenty minutes ago when he had caught her kissing Dolph in catering, his monstrosity of a personality coming out, him shouting angrily at her. She quickly sat up. "Wait. What are you doing here? You can't be in here, Phil. If Wade finds out, he-"
Phil stopped her. "Elle, calm down. He won't know, okay? He's out in the chamber and it was only Dolph he said not to let in. Look, Dolph told me what happened. Are you alright? Did he hurt you?"
"I'm fine. Whatever Dolph said wasn't what happened. He was just angry and asked to talk to me. We're fine, Phil. There's nothing to worry about," Elle halfheartedly smiled. This wasn't any of Phil's business and he didn't need to be concerned. She could handle this herself. Plus, this was all her fault. If she just gave into what Wade wanted, they wouldn't be in this predicament.
"Don't lie to me, Elle. I'm here to help you through this," Phil fired back.
"I'm not lying. We just need to talk things through. That's all," she tried to assure him.
"But you're doing that thing where you're looking at me, but at my face, not my eyes. You're lying to me. Don't protect Wade when he's done everything wrong."
"I'm not. If I just gave him what he wanted, we wouldn't be like this. This is all my fault. Now can you please just go? I don't want to talk to you anymore." She turned her body around to face the monitor. She made her final decision. She would do her best to actually stay away from Dolph for good and make her marriage work with Wade. For better or worse, Elle thought in her head.
She turned her head toward the door that closed shut again. Her eyes went back to the television, watching the show and trying to focus clearing her mind of all things Dolph. Elle has honestly never seen this side of Wade before, as such a monster. It made her double think what she was doing and what she could be doing to make that monster disappear. And the only thing to do was eliminate Dolph from her life. She didn't care if she was miserable doing that, at least it kept her husband happy. Isn't that what a good wife was supposed to do?
Author's Note: So is that what a good wife is supposed to do? Keep her man happy even if she wasn't? And who would you rather see Elle with?