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Chapter 12: New Truths to Light

Savannah

It's been almost a week since I came home. Somehow I fell deep within myself, staying away from everyone including ignoring text messages and phone calls. I was pretty sure that I pissed people off; but I just needed the me time to gather my thoughts about what to do next. Of course, it did nothing to help with the Roman situation. He still cheated on me with a woman I once considered a friend. There was no coming back from that. No matter what he hoped for.

I sat down on the slate gray colored sofa in the middle of my living room and pulled my legs up against my chest. There were about a million things swirling inside my tormented mind that it almost hurt to think of anything at all. To be perfectly honest, I think that I might be in denial about the whole thing.

"What do I do?" I whispered running a hand through my hair.

Just as the words came out of my mouth, my phone vibrated against the kitchen counter. Wiping the stray tears away from my cheeks, I got up to retrieve the device. A blue light flashed at the left corner indicating a message of some form. Swiping my finger against the screen, it opened the message I was hesitant in reading. "You can't hide away forever, Savannah. You're going to have to face those demons sooner or later. Why not just come to Florida and let me help you through this. Please..." Seth said.

It wasn't that I didn't want to come to Florida, because I did. It was the fact that he made everything so different. We were different now and I didn't understand any of it just yet. Ignoring the message, I stepped away from the counter and proceeded towards my bedroom. Looking around, I walked towards my dresser that housed all the photos that meant something to me. The one staring back at me was of me with Dean, Roman and Seth. It was right after 'The Shield' had their first pay-per-view match.

A smile curved my lips despite the urge to cry more tears. Reaching my hand out, I knocked the photo down away from my eyes line of vision. It did nothing to curb the memories from flooding into my already sensitive mind.

"Savannah...you know can't run from this." Dean called after me.

I stood with my back to him in the middle of the hallway. They had just won their first pay-per-view match and my heart was still reeling from watching such dominance. I was thrilled with the notion that I had helped bring them to the spotlight. My feet turned me around so that I was now facing Dean one on one. "I'm not running from anything." I answered.

"I'm not stupid. I see how much you care for him...why not just tell him."

"I can't...he views me a friend...maybe even a sister. How could I say things that would ruin that?"

He opened his mouth to say something else; but quickly closed it. I think he knew how upset I was about my betraying heart. I never wanted to fall for someone that had become a good friend; but I couldn't deny the attraction to him. Again, I shifted away. Once I took a step in the opposite direction, I felt a hand on mine preventing me from going anywhere. "Sav, I seriously doubt he views you that way." Dean said in an encouraging whisper.

"Why does it matter to you?" I asked.

"I just want to see you happy...that's why it matters."

Remembering those words created another wave of undeniable emotion throughout my entire being. I had to find someway of coping; otherwise, I would drag the people that mean the world to me down with me. I couldn't let that happen. A loud knock sounded, interrupting my thoughts and it made me wonder who would be at my front door.

Walking out of my room, I returned to the kitchen to wrap my hand around the knob. Swallowing the lump in my throat, my fingers tightened around the cold metal of the handle. Jerking the door forward, I could see Paige standing there. Her ebony hair shimmered against the sunlight showing off the silverish underneath. There was a sudden indifference about her that intrigued me and dulled the rage that threatened to surface, considering she took a big risk coming to my own home.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I snapped crossing my arms over my chest.

"I know I'm the last person you want to see right now; but I needed to explain myself."

Somehow I knew that I was going to regret this; but it perked my curiosity. It would most likely be more information that Roman neglected to tell me. Stepping aside, I allowed Paige inside. She cautiously moved passed me to enter my kitchen. It wasn't the first time she'd been there. In fact, we spent a great deal of time here a year or so ago. She was shooting scenes for Total Divas and I was guest staring in the episode.

"First thing I want to say is...I'm sorry. None of this was supposed to happen. None of it..."

"Then why did it? I trusted you and you betrayed that trust by sleeping with him. Not once...but twice."

Once those words came out of my mouth, something changed within her. Anger swelled and sparked the chocolate coloring of her eyes to almost black. It didn't add up. That emotion shouldn't be a part of this conversation, except from me. "Is that what he told you? Should have known he'd blame it all on me." She mumbled.

"What do you mean by that?" I asked completely confused now.

Paige turned around to face me for the first time since she stepped inside my home. There was a sadness that radiated from her eyes. It made me wonder what happened that had her all upset, when it should be me upset. "The drunk night did happen and that was one of my greatest mistakes. I knew from the time I woke up the next day things would be very different."

"You know what hurts the most out of all of this? The fact that there were several people aware of it and not a single one told me about it. You all kept it hidden for months before I found out."

"I know. The day you found out...Roman asked me to come. His plan was foolish and stupid..."

"What was his intention, Paige!"

My anger was getting the better of me at this point. More tears rolled down her cheeks as she took a step closer towards me. Her hands clenched at her sides, driving her nails deep into her skin. The same thing I had done the day I walked into her sleeping in Roman's hotel room. "He wanted me to play off like he had just slept with me in order to send you away. He didn't have the nerve to tell you outright what happened...instead he wanted to show you."

"What the fuck kind of logic is that!" I yelled slamming my hands down on the counter making her jump a little.

"I honestly don't know what goes on inside his head, cause if I did...I wouldn't have put you through that."

I stared at her for a moment, really studying her. The guilt was clearly written on her face and I couldn't seem to stay angry with her, because who knows if it really was all her fault. The way Roman had been acting about it, it seemed like he was more to blame than her. He easily could have taken advantage of her drunkenness. There had to be more to his reason for leaving me than just a simple drunk one night with Paige. "Did he say anything to you...about why?" I asked softly.

"No. I wish he had though."

She took several steps towards the front door. Her puffy eyes glanced in my direction in passing. I was grateful that she had to nerve to tell me. It didn't forgive her; but it definitely helped ease some of the pain I was feeling. Her feet stopped at the threshold before turning to look directly at me. "Don't waste time dwelling on him and the things hes done. It will only destroy you in the end." She said before pushing the screen door open and stepping outside.

"Paige!" I called following after her.

She stopping walking down the steps and turned to look back at me. The warm breeze flowed through her hand, forcing it over her shoulders. There were a lot of things out of my control in life and the things Roman did to me were among some of those things; but it didn't mean I had to dwell on them. If by Hunter's words earlier in the week, it looked like my career was finally taking a step forward instead of continuously going backwards. And Seth...well he was probably the foundation of it all.

"Thank you." I said with a smile.

"You're welcome. Do yourself a favor and stop wondering why he did it? Move on with your life. I know I'm going to."

With that said, she continued on down the rest of the steps. She opened the drivers side door and sat down behind the wheel. Pulling out of the parking lot, she waved and gave me a wink before driving down the road. I appreciated everything she had told me about Roman. There was more to the issue than I first thought; but to be honest, it really didn't matter anymore. He couldn't hurt me more than he already had; so now it was time to show him that it no longer bothered me.

Stepping back inside the kitchen, my hand immediately found my phone. The message from Seth earlier still displayed on the screen. With another smile, my fingers quickly typed a response. It was something I should have said days ago. "I'll be on my way to Florida within the hour."

It didn't take long for him to answer back. A flash of his lips on mine entered my mind in a single second. The small memory caused my heart to start its rapid beating and think back on all those feelings I once had for him, because if I was honest with myself...they never really left completely. "It's about time. I'll see you soon." He answered.

Leaving the device on the counter, I bolted back to the bedroom to pack the items needed for however long it was going to take to repackage me. Wrestlemania was a week away and I knew that I wasn't going to be on the show, which was fine, I expected it. What I didn't expect was the disappointment in not being a part of it.

Seth

Finishing up with my workout for the day, I walked back to the showers to get cleaned up. It was still going to be an hour until Savannah arrived at the airport. I was excited to finally see her after almost a week of her staying at home. At some points during her silence, I was beginning to think that she was purposely trying to avoid me because of the kiss. Though, I had hoped that wasn't the case at all.

"Seth, a moment please." William Regal asked just as I was about the enter the locker-room shower.

"What's up?" I asked pulling the tie out of my hair.

"When does Savannah arrive? I got the details of what needs to be done with her while she's down here."

"I believe she arrives around 8:30 tonight. There was a delay in her flight."

I was curious to hear about what Hunter had planned for her; but knowing who Regal was, there was no way he was going to tell me before Savannah. He accepted my answer and took his leave of me. In return, I entered the shower allowing the hot water to clean off all the sweat that had accumulated since the work out started.

After several minutes in the shower, I turned the water off and proceeded in getting dressed. Once that was finished, I lifted up my bag and went on my way. Bayley waved cheerfully. She was also excited to see Savannah down at the performance center, though I didn't know why because they've never met before that I knew of.

Music instantly started to play the second I turned the ignition in my car. Sitting there for a few moments, taking in the words I was hearing...I realized that it was the perfect song for Savannah. It detailed her life to a tee. There was no way I was letting her go without hearing it. Putting the car into drive, I backed out of the parking lot to get back on to the double lane traffic.

My phone vibrated the inside of the cup holder. Looking down for a second to see if it was a phone call or a message, I could see that it was a message. One that would have to wait until I got to a signal light or trapped in the middle of a freaking traffic jam, which were oh so popular down here. Quickly braking at the first light, I lifted my phone out of the cup holder to read the message. "Another delay in the flight. Now I won't be arriving until 7 in the morning." Savannah explained.

"It's alright. I'll be there to get you when you get there." I replied just as the light changed to green.

I was going to have to wait another day to see her, such a disappointment. Slipping through the next light, I turned into the hotel parking lot. It was my temporary home away from home. Sitting alone with nothing but the music playing, I held onto my phone waiting for her to say something else. I wasn't going to lie about missing her, because I did.

Turning the car off, I pushed the door open. I grabbed my bag from the backseat and made my way up to my room. Dropping everything to the floor, I took a beer from the small fridge by the only chair in the room. After today, I was in need of a drink. The first swig of it went down perfectly and I found myself drinking half of it within a few minutes.

Sitting down on the edge of the bed, I ran a hand through my still wet hair. There were several emotions tangled together inside me that were ready to burst. I was pissed off at Roman for breaking Savannah's heart all over again, irritated that her flight was delayed again and annoyed with myself for wanting to be near her so badly. It was like the nine months we never spoke didn't happen.

The sound of my phone vibrating on the inside of my pocket snapped me out of my inner thoughts. Figuring it was just another text message, I ignored it until it continued to vibrate. Reaching for the device, I saw that Savannah was actually calling me. Swiping my finger over the screen, I greeted her warmly.

"Hey...what are you doing?" She asked just as the sound of a door closing sounded in the background.

"Not much, sitting here drinking a beer. Did you find a place to stay tonight? I doubted that you opted for staying at the airport."

Her laughter made me smile. It was so good to hear her voice after days without hearing it. What more could this woman do to me that she hasn't already done? "Yeah, I'm staying at a small hotel right next to the airport. I needed at least a few hours of sleep before I got there."

"I know the feeling."

I finished the remainder of the beer in my hand and sat the empty bottle on the nightstand. My finger hit the speakerphone button, so I could strip down to my underwear. A fashion better suited for sleeping. The exhaustion was closing in quicker than I had anticipated. "Do you want me to let you go?" She asked softly. God, I was so tired; but hell, she was finally talking to me and I wasn't quite ready to let it go yet.

"Soon; but not yet. I just got to hear your voice after days of not hearing anything." I admitted.

"I'm sorry for that. I really needed to sort some things out with myself."

"Did it help?"

"Kind of...all it really did was confirm the reality though."

There were so many things that could have meant and I really didn't want to dig into that over the phone. There would be plenty of opportunities for us to talk about other things besides her career. I might have agreed to help her rekindle her connection with the ring; but I also wanted to show her that I never forgot about her, nor did my feelings for her diminish.

A yawn escaped her mouth, and a soft chuckle escaped mine seconds later. We were both tired and there was no getting around that. The inevitable was upon us. "I think we both should get some sleep, princess." I finally told her.

"I've been waiting for you to call me that for days."

"Then I will remember to call you that tomorrow when I come pick you up at the airport."

The smile on my face never wavered. Another yawn was heard from the other side. Being only eight at night, I could tell that she probably hadn't done much sleeping over the past few days. It made me wonder who or what was the cause of that. "Goodnight, Seth."

"Goodnight, Savannah."

The click of the ended phone call, jerked me back to my own reality. Laying back on the pillow, the fatigue took over and my eyes started to drift closed. Tomorrow would be a chaotic day; but the best part of it was seeing her face to face. Maybe things were heading in the right direction after all.