The room spun intensely to Rollins. The lights were too bright. One thing that was also certain was that Seth was not laying on a bed. As he forced his eyes open, everything instantly blurring. As the world came into focus, Seth notices he was laying in a bathtub. A bottle of liquor rested in the hungover man's arms like a baby resting in it's mother's.
Rollins struggled to get out of the tub, but finally made it out. He could barely stand. Stumbling, the man headed towards the living room. Mountains of empty bottle lay by the couch. The television was playing white static; everything was quiet now. Everything was an incredible blur with no memories surfacing at all.
I should probably clean this up. This apartment looks like a crime scene. Seth began to grab arm loads of the bottles. He emptied his loads into his trash can, which place next to the fridge. Pacing to the living room, objects were put back in there rightful place.
Seth walked into the kitchen to grab a glass of water in an effort to soothe his stomach. He trabbed a glass and headed towards the kitchen sink. Upon looking in, terror filled his eyes. The glass hit the ground, shattering into millions of pieces. On the sink lay a kitchen knife resting in a puddle of blood.
Seth turned and burst into the room that Hadlynn was held in. The room still had it's lights on. For the first time since he'd awoken, he noticed the time. It was almost 5 pm. Turning to look at Hadlynn he noticed the blood on the comforter. She met his eyes and struggled to get out of her ropes.
Seth began to pull the duct tape off of her mouth. She continued to fight with all of her might. Finally, the tape was off and the wash clothe was out. "Get the fuck away from me," Hadlynn yelled. "You tried to kill me and my baby. You're crazy. You're a psychopath. Get away from me right now."
"But I need you to tell me what I did to you last night. I just need to fully understand what really happened." Hadlynn glared up at Seth. Concerned filled her eyes.
"You don't remember?" Hadlynn spoke softly to Seth. His eyebrows pointed upward. Hadlynn chuckled to herself in disbelief. "Well, in your drunken rage, you told me that I needed to learn how to 'listen'. Then, because you're such a wonderful teacher, you decided to cut my arm. Then, you tried to cut my stomach."
Seth turned pale as can be. He began to pull his hair back as an amazed look in his eyes. He kept opening his mouth like he was about to speak. Words just wouldn't, or couldn't, make their way out. Grabbing the wash clothe, he placed in back in her mouth before she could protest he then wrapped tape around her head before walking out.
The next couple days remained the same. Conversation were limited and always one sided. The bindings were only taking off for three scenarios: eating, drinking, and taking showers. After that, however, they were repalced. Hadlynn would be the only one of the two to ever say anything at all. On Friday, Seth took Hadlynn back on the road, continuing the awkwardness.
Raw was tomorrow, meaning the two had made their way to Cleveland. It was late into Sunday night. Hadlynn had finally gotten her gag taken off for a quick drink. She whispered, "Seth, can we please talk this over?" Seth still maintained to avoid all eye contact with her. He began to dig through his bag.
Finally, after a while, Seth began to speak. "I didn't mean to hurt you, like I really didn't. I was drunk and wasn't in full control of my emotions and I just went a little crazy." He turned to look at Hadlynn's face, expecting to see anger or tears. There was nothing. Talking again, "I hope that you can understand how I didn't mean it."
"Seth, I don't blame you for anything," Hadlynn said as she snuggled into her bed. Seth came and sat down by her with duct tape and a wash clothe. "You're in a very dark place in your life. I wanted to let you know that I'm here for you. You don't need to go through all of this alone." She opened her mouth, allowing Seth to gag her. Upon finishin, he kissed her forehead. Now, sleep was the est solution to everything.
A loud, muffled cry came from the other hotel bedroom. Seth sprang up, running into Hadlynn's aid. She was fully awake, screaming in his direction. He ran over, pulling the duct tape off. She started to gasp for air before Seth screamed, "What's wrong? What Happened? Are you okay, Hady?"
She began to laugh. "Seth, the baby is kicking for the first time ever." Seth slowly place his hand on her belly, feeling little kicks coming from it. He started to laugh. Hadlynn had tears forming in her eyes. "My baby's getting big in there. Maybe they'll ne a wrestler when they grow up."
Seth continued to rub her belly for at least another hour before Hadlynn drifted off. She was smiling in her sleep. Seth himself started to doze off. He headed back to his bedroom, falling asleep instantly when he hit the bed. He also smiles ear to ear during his slumber.