Chapter 17 - All I Wanted

Lizette had to wait to see Roman. She let him take his walk through the wrestlers who would naturally congratulate him for such a stellar match and knew he had to wade through his family as well. She stood at the back of the room as tears side out of her jade eyes. She watched as Roman's mom and dad hugged him tightly and told him they loved him.

She couldn't believe it.

Roman was supposed to win.

He was supposed to walk out of WrestleMania 31 the WWE Champion.

What the hell was going on?

Lizette watched as Roman tossed his vest onto an equipment trunk before he took the elastic hair tie from her and pulled his hair back in a low loose bun at the nap of his neck. He once again had the straps from his ring gear off and down around his waist. He pulled his wrist protector off his left wrist and the glove that protected his right hand and wrist off and they joined his vest before he stepped closer and his thumbs wiped Lizette's cheeks.

"Don't cry babygirl; It's what I wanted." Roman stated in a soft voice. They were finally alone as they stood in the empty hallway. Her right hand went up and pressed against the middle of his chest as his heart thumped against her palm.

"I don't understand Roman. I thought you wanted the belt; isn't that why Hunter and Stephanie have been testing you since you won Royal Rumble? Because they wanted to make sure you were strong enough to be the champion?" Lizette's words came out as whimpers. She wasn't sure how much longer she could keep it together.

"It wasn't them testing me; I was testing myself. I wanted to prove I could go up against the toughest son of a bitch in this company and I did. I held my own. I fought back and gave back as much as Lesnar brought it to me." Roman stated as his tongue slid out and wet his upper lip before his lower lip curled into the underside of his tongue wetting it as well.

He wet his lips that way every time. There was something sexy and intriguing about the way he did that; that made Lizette wonder what he was thinking when he did it.

"So you kicked his ass to prove you could, but that still leaves you without the belt. It doesn't make sense Roman." Lizette stated the obvious.

Roman shook his head. "The night I came to your place and confessed everything...even down to admitting I was going to ask you to marry me. I made a promise to you that I was going to make it all up to you. Then you came to my hotel room and practically slapped the lips off my face a dozen times as you explained what each one represented. I listened to them and memorized them and I realized one thing. If I was going to truly make it up to you and be here for you and gain your trust and love back I wouldn't be able to do it with the WWE championship wrapped around my waist."

"Don't put this on me Roman. I wanted you to have the belt. I wanted you to have the whole dream." Lizette argued.

Roman smiled softly as he gripped her hips and steadied her. "I'm not putting it on you I'm saying...I gave it up for you. Because I would rather have you for the rest of my life then a piece of leather for a few weeks or a couple of months. When Hunter came to me and asked me what my final answer was about who was going to win tonight. I told them I was fighting for my life tonight. I was fighting for the love of my life. Had I won tonight I would've had to leave directly afterwards and fly to New York for some stupid TV interview; with about a thousand other Media interviews until Raw then more before Smackdown and I wouldn't be going home Wednesday morning with you. Wednesday, the same day you are starting up your chemotherapy again and I WILL be there. The whole 'I Can I Will' mantra was for you; it was never about me."

"Roman, your whole family is here. Your dad is pissed because he thinks Hunter screwed you over, your mom is disappointed and I'm pretty sure I heard her cussing in Italian at Brock when he walked by. Your sisters your brother...Your uncle they are all here and you gave up the most important thing." Lizette stated in a shaky voice; she could already feel the tears building again.

Roman shook his head as he put his index knuckle under her chin and lifted her head until his tired grey eyes locked with her red rimmed jade orbs. "I didn't give up the most important thing. I hurt the most important person in my life months ago after my hernia surgery. That belt; it doesn't mean anything to me if I don't have the most important person in my life. My family will get over it - they know how much I love you and they know how much I had to bust my ass to get here, but they also know that they and you are the most important people in my life. If I took that strap I would have zero time for you or them and that is just unacceptable right now. Because you are going to kick cancers ass."

Roman could feel his own eyes gets misty because he knew what he wanted to say and he had to get it across to her before she started sobbing. "And I'm going to be there for every doctor's appointment, every chemotherapy treatment, every fuckin blood draw, every time you puke - I'm holding your hair and wiping your face, every time your cold; I'm going to be the one to keep you warm. I'm going to make sure you have pot brownies so you get the munchies and eat. I will be there every sleepless night to watch movies with you and talk with you. Because I should have been there from the beginning but I was being an asshole and a coward but not anymore. You are my life. You are the love of my life and I refuse to lose you for even one more second."

Lizette drew in a shaky breath as she suddenly started to sob before throwing her arms around Roman's shoulders and burying her face in the side of his neck. Roman lifted her off the ground and sat her on the equipment trunk next to his wrestling attire. He gently cradled her head against his shoulder. "How about we go back to the hotel and you stay with me tonight?" He knew they would need to do some serious talking and she wouldn't want to do it here out in the open. He was quite surprised she was crying in the open; she hated showing weakness in front of anyone.

Lizette shook her head. "I'm supposed to meet up with Amora and Baron in their room. Will you come with me?" She asked softly as she enjoyed feeling Roman's touch as he continued to wipe her tear tracks away.

Roman noticed something was a little off with the way she spoke. "What happened?" He always had that sixth sense about him to know when something was wrong by the way she responded to him.

"I don't even want to attempt to explain it here." She stated honestly.

Roman nodded. "Give me 20 minutes to shower and well head over." Roman requested; he watched as she nodded before he leaned over and captured her lips with his. He sighed against her mouth when she returned his kiss and her hands came up cupping his face. He loved the way she always kissed him back like she had everything to lose.

Roman hummed against her lips as he brought the kiss to an end. "Okay, I'm going to go shower before I try to take you in there with me."

"You have to earn a shower session with me big guy." Lizette teased.

"Oh I will. I remember our shower sessions. I will definitely earn one." Roman stated adamantly as he backed away while grabbing his ring attire; he winked at her before he turned and left for his locker room.

Lizette chuckled even though she knew he was telling the truth.

"Oh my fuckin God it's about time you get your skinny little ass here!" Amora blurted out as she opened the door and then went silent when she saw Roman and Lizette standing on the other side of the door. "What is the big Samoan boo-boo doing with you?" Amora asked flippantly.

Roman chuckled because Lizette called him her boo-boo since the first day they started dating. Lizette shook her head as she laughed softly. "Because I can't keep this kind of secret from him."

Amora shoved the door open and watched as Lizette and Roman walked into her hotel room. They walked over and made themselves comfortable on one couch as Amora rejoined Baron on the one across from them.

"Okay what is going on with you three?" Roman asked. He could tell something was bothering all of them.

Baron leaned forward. "2 weeks ago when I got attacked in my locker room bathroom I didn't see who it was. They came up behind me and put me in a sleeper hold and then slashed my forehead with a razor. A week before that I was getting weird phone calls from some blocked number. Last week I started getting pictures of Amora and I in...compromised positions."

Roman quirked a dark eyebrow up. "Compromised positions?" He questions.

"They were having sex and someone was taking their picture." Lizette informed.

"Stalker?" Roman asked the obvious.

Amora nodded. "You could say that."

Roman looked at all three of them. "What aren't you telling me?"

"Roman..." Lizette said his name and watched as his grey eyes snapped down to hers. "It's Bray." Lizette stood from the couch as she started pacing in front of the hotel windows.

"Bray? As in you're older brother Bray? How is that even possible?" Roman asked. "Are you guys really sure? I mean he's your brother."

Baron picked up a manila envelope and tossed it across to land in Roman's lap. "I got tired of the crazy bullshit and I hired a private investigator. There is something seriously wrong with your brother Lizzy."

Amora shivered. "He's been watching me for months. Even before you went out with your hernia surgery. We found out he rented the apartment across the street from mine and his fuckin bedroom window looks right into mine. He's been watching us have sex this whole time. We were going to wait on turning him in until we spoke to Lizzy, but a couple of days before we left for WrestleMania; he broke into my apartment and jerked off on my bed, pillows, couch, bathroom rugs, kitchen counters, dresser - basically anywhere he wanted. I didn't think the human body could cum that much but the medical lab for the police said it's months old. Which means he was..." She felt herself gag; she didn't want to say it. She didn't even want to think it.

Lizette sighed heavily as she stopped pacing and turned towards the threesome on the couch. "Oh Jesus Christ! It means every time my brother jerked off in the last year he saved it, broke into her apartment and poured it all over everything in her home." It sickened Lizette to her core to think of her own brother terrorizing her best friend.

Roman made a face. "Isn't that impossible though? Cum doesn't stay a liquid for long."

Baron shook his head. "Apparently it does if you freeze it and then unthaw it long enough to pour it all over something."

Roman couldn't help making another face. Roman noticed Lizette took up her pacing again he jumped up to his feet and stepped in her path. When she walked back towards him she stopped and watched as he reached out and snagged her hand pulling her back over to sit on the couch next to him where he kept her hand in his. "What else did the private investigator say?" He asked curiously.

Baron's eyes darkened. "He said there was enough DNA in the apartment for them to prove it was Bray. Apparently the apartment is completely disgusting and trashed from floor to ceiling - except for one room..." Baron took a deep breath as Amora reached over and grabbed his shoulder. He shook his head as his hand came up and covered hers before he pulled it forward to kiss it softly and held it against his chest; pulling her closer to him. "The bedroom has thousands and thousands of pictures of Amora. They are glued to the walls and ceiling like fuckin wall paper. Every wall is covered there is not one speck of wall showing through. Even inside the closet walls and doors and the master bathroom; clothed, naked, having sex with me, fresh from the shower, working out, even cleaning."

Amora shook her head. "We turned him into the police and they gave the case to the FBI; they were supposed to arrest him after his match tonight, but he had other plans and slipped out of the arena without being seen. My dad is furious and wants to strangle him. This whole time he's been working with him to help put him over as the next 'face of fear' and at the same time he's been stalking me."

"He's...He's infatuated with her." Lizette stated softly. "Amora - Mory I'm so sorry. I just don't understand why he's doing this. I mean it's Bray. My big brother; he's always been the level headed one. He's always been the one who protected me and you from the idiots in the WWE when we both started. He threatened Roman when we first started dating and I know he even threatened Baron about hurting you. I don't get how he can go from protector one minute to stalker the next."

Amora frowned as she stood up and moved over to the other couch where to two friends embraced tightly. "It's not like any of this is your fault. I'm just really scared. I don't know how long it's been going on."

"I know I just...My brother is stalking my best friend." Lizette pointed out the obvious.

"I thought you're brother was married Lizzy." Baron stated.

Roman nodded. "Yea he is."

Silence fell over the four people sitting in the hotel room.

The hotel phone rang and brought the foursome out of their private thoughts. Baron walked over and answered it. He listened to the person speaking in the other end. Once he hung up he looked over at Lizette Roman and Amora. "Well apparently when your brother evaded the police after his match an officer in an unmarked vehicle spotted him and they followed him. They have him in handcuffs downstairs. He's asking for you Lizette."

"Me...why me?" Lizette frowned as she watched Roman stand up before gently pulling her to her feet.

"C'mon he wants you and you need answers." Roman stated before he looked over at Amora. "You need answers to so we all might as well go down there."

The foursome headed downstairs and into the conference room. Jade eyes filled with tears as she looked at her brother in handcuffs and ankle cuffs. Apparently the FBI was taking no chances. She could hear his southern draw as he kept saying over and over again. "All I wanted was you..."

Lizette looked at her brother. "Bray..."

Bray's blue eyes gleamed wicked and wildly. "All I wanted was you...All I wanted was you..."

His blue eyes landed on Amora as he jumped up to his feet. "ALL I WANTED WAS YOU!" before he could go any further three FBI agents slammed him chest and face first into the table he had been sitting behind. The chair he had been sitting in kicked across the room.

"I don't think we're going to get any answers tonight." Lizette stated.

"I don't think we're going to get any answers ever." Roman mumbled as he pulled Lizette behind him and watch Baron pull Amora behind him while they watched as Bray was led in front of them and out the door.

"I wonder if Bray's wife knows her husband's cheese slid off its cracker?" Amora stated as everyone watched as Bray continued to rant while being taken away.