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Chapter 15: The Darker Side

Savannah

I could feel warmth caress my face, even before my eyes were willing to open. Squinting once then I opened them only to be greeted by the sun in my face. Seth was nowhere to be seen. I remembered falling asleep next to him and the memory caused me to smile. Everything about last night had been perfect...except for Roman's appearance. Thinking about that made me wonder what he was even doing there in the first place.

Rubbing my eyes, I sat up to see the room more clearly. Water could be heard from the bathroom, which meant Seth was taking a shower. Heat crept to my cheeks at the thought of him naked in the next room. Clearing my throat, I got out of bed and headed straight for my bag. My phone was sitting right on top flashing blue.

"Congrats on winning the charity thing last night." Becky's message read.

"Thank you. I donated it to a pediatric cancer foundation. How are things going? I'm sorry that I haven't been talking much...there has been a lot on my mind."

Which was completely the truth. Once I left the arena that night, I had plenty to think about. Hunter had given me a chance to keep my career intact and Seth has given me a chance to...well heal the broken heart that Roman had created. Speaking of Roman, his behavior last night was odd even for him. There has to be something going on inside his head and I didn't know whether to be scared or flattered.

Digging inside my bag, I grabbed a pair of jean shorts with frayed edges and a standard black tank with ribbed sides. There was no sense in dressing up, I had to get my hair changed today. The emotions surrounding that were not available, because I didn't know how I felt about it yet. I've always had this light brown color and now they wanted me to change it to something so drastic.

"No worries, Sav. I know what's been going on. Sasha and Krys are just fine to."

"Tell them that I miss them."

"Of course! How are you and Seth?"

Her question caught me off guard a little. Probably because I hadn't been expecting it. She always was the curious one and the most supportive. Sasha was very opinionated and I could only imagine what her opinion of Seth and I was. Krys was supportive in her own way; but like Sasha, she was opinionated as well and sometimes it was worse than Sasha in the fact that she had absolutely no filter at all.

I also realized that I had never told them about the first kiss we had at the arena last week. How could I tell her that kind of thing via text message? That was cruel; but I had no other means of telling her face to face. She was probably half way across the country by now. "There is so much to tell you...I wish I could see you guys; but I'm stuck here for a good while. My hair gets changed today."

The sound of the water shutting off jerked me away from the current conversation with Becky. Just when I thought the heat in my cheeks was gone, it returned...anticipating his appearance. Another minute passed by before he emerged from the room. He stepped out dressed in his workout shorts and no shirt. Swallowing the lump in my throat, I held onto the clothes I had picked out tighter to my chest. His eyes caught sight of mine almost instantly. "Morning princess. How did you sleep?" He asked walking the rest of the way into the room laying his wet towel on the unmade bed.

"Pretty good...for once..."I answered knowing that I was going to get a questioning look.

"That's good. You can get a shower now if you want..."

"I can't. My hair has to be unwashed for the dye. I so don't want to do this today..."

Looking at me for a few seconds, he found himself closing the distance between us. His hand cupped the side of my face, forcing me to look into his heavenly chocolate eyes. Water droplets fell onto my hand from the ends of his hair. He remained silent for another few seconds before opening his mouth to speak. "It will be just fine. No matter what color it is...you will still be beautiful." He commented then placed his lips against my temple.

Dropping his hand away from my face, he allowed me to step passed him. My heart pounded against my chest. Closing the bathroom door behind me, I sat my clothes on the counter next to the sink. My phone was flashing blue again, which meant Becky had answered the previous message I sent. "I wish we could to...would be fun. What color are they changing it to? Have you guys kissed? Just curious..."

Shaking my head at her childish antics, I lifted the hem of my shirt up and tossed it to the other side of the sink. My reflection stared back at me in the mirror and it almost scared the hell out of me. There were dark bags under my eyes from the lack of sleep I've been getting over the last week. Last night had been the first night to actually get some decent sleep. "Savannah! I've got to get going!" Seth stated from outside the door.

Quickly putting on my clothes, I opened the door. He raised an eyebrow at me. I wasn't going to say goodbye through the freaking door, that wasn't me. Slipping my phone into the front pocket of my shorts, I took several steps in his direction. He lifted up his bag onto his shoulder. "Will you be alright on your own?" He asked.

"I'm a big girl. I'll be just fine." I answered with a smile.

Reaching for me, I wrapped my arms around his neck. His embrace was comforting and exactly what I needed. His scent waved under my nose, not playing nice with my hormones. They were betraying my will. This wasn't supposed to be lustful in any way; but unfortunately my body said otherwise. "Seth, I promise I will be fine. Don't rush back here for my sake either." I scolded pulling out of his arms.

"Okay."

His lips found mine as both of his hands held my face. With every kiss we shared, my stomach fluttered and today was no different. This man was slowly consuming my every thought and it also was beginning to scare me, because I remembered that stage all too well. Seth pulled away and retreated for the door, leaving alone. Unconsciously, I let out a sigh then I reached for my phone to answer Becky. My appointment for my hair wasn't for another hour and I needed to find something to do. "Like I said...there is a lot to tell you."

"Being vague I see...well fine then keep your secrets. I'll find out eventually. Also wanted to tell you that you can stay at my place since your down there so you don't have to pay for a hotel room. The spare key is under the flower pot next to the door. Talk to you soon, I have to get on the plane."

"Thank you so much! You are a life saver. The hotel didn't have any rooms. I had to stay with Seth last night...and no nothing happened."

I could kiss that woman. Quickly gathering my belongings up, I slipped on my flip-flops and bolted out the door, locking it behind me. The rental I had ordered yesterday was sitting nicely out in front of the building. This one was definitely nicer than the last one I received. The man handed me the keys with a cheerful smile. I took them and loaded my stuff in the backseat.

Sitting behind the wheel, I opened a new message form. I had to tell Seth about me staying a Becky's place. My fingers hovered over the screen, hesitating in typing anything at all to him. He was busy training to get back into the ring, I didn't want to bother him with something so minor as that. I opted to waiting, so I tucked the device into the cup holder and turned the ignition.

Roman

Another live event over and with each passing day I realized just much I missed Savannah. I honestly couldn't blame her for wanting to move on with her life; but what I couldn't handle was that she seemed to want that movement with Seth Rollins. He was the last man on earth I'd want her to be with. Hell, I would have been fine with Dean. He was a good friend after all; but that was not the case.

Walking the halls, not a single person looked in my direction. Becky stood with Sasha holding her green phone close to her chest. They seemed deep in conversation and it made me wonder what or who they were talking about. "Something you need, Roman?"Sasha asked placing a hand on her hip unimpressed with me.

"Have either of you spoke to Savannah lately?" I asked.

"Like we would tell you..." Becky snapped.

"I'm asking a serious question here, ladies."

"You broke her heart, Roman. We aren't going to tell you anything about her." Sasha stated.

I nodded my head, complying that they weren't going to tell me anything. That was fine, I had other means of keeping track of her and what she's been up to. Hopefully I'll new things today. Seth had made a bigger enemy now that he's taken the one person that kept me sane.

Sunday was Wrestlemania and I knew that she wouldn't be there to support me. That crushed me in more ways than one and I only had myself to blame. I should have told her right when it all happened; of course, that is not how it happened at all. Now I was the one on the outside looking in. Clearly that was a position I was not used to being in.

Walking away from Savannah's friends, I made my way to my own locker-room. The moment I stepped inside, Dean was waiting for me sitting on a chair leaning forward. There was concern written all over his face. "What's up?" I asked crossing the room, reaching for my bag.

"You need to let it go. Some things can't be fixed, Roman. We both know that better than anyone." Dean said leaning back in the chair.

"I can't let her go. Seth will ruin her, even you know that."

He studied me a moment before standing up. His messy brown hair fell into his eyes. There was a hidden emotion behind them, something not even I could figure out. That worried me. Was he taking Seth's side in this instead of mine? "This isn't healthy. I mean I'm crazy; but even I know when to let go of something. I know you're sorry...but that doesn't always mean forgiveness." He said placing a hand on my shoulder.

"I'm aware of that. I just don't want her to ruin her life by being with him."

"Are you sure that this isn't out of jealousy? Maybe you should think about what's best for her."

Before I could say anything else, Dean walked out of the room. He had played the neutral card the entire time. I knew that he cared about Savannah and wouldn't do anything to hurt her; but it was me that was hurt now. The support was gone. The darker side of myself was swelling deep within, so until Savannah was safely away from Seth for good...I was never going to stop.

Seth

My body ached and the only thing I wanted to do was go back and see Savannah. I wondered how different she looked now that her hair was a different color. It was definitely going to the weird to say the least. Opening the door to my room, I noticed that the room was empty. All of her belongings were gone. Immediately I started to panic, looking in every which directly for some kind of sign as to where she went.

Quickly grabbing my phone from my pocket, I opened the screen to find Savannah's name in my recent call list. It rang several times before her voice crossed from the other side. The warmth calmed my panicked state of mind. She was obviously fine if she was gentle in the greeting. "Where are you? I got back to the room and you were gone..." I said cutting my own words off before they got too crazy.

"You were worried? I'm sorry. I forgot to tell you that Becky is letting me stay at her place while I'm here. I don't have to wait around for a room now."

Disappointment washed over me. It never occurred to me that she would not be staying with me the entire time. I supposed I would be cleared to return before she was repacked into whatever they wanted her to be. Once I returned, it would be days without seeing her and I knew that I was just going to have to get used to the notion. "Well that's great. You don't have to spend money on a hotel room." I replied hiding my disappointment from her.

"Yeah that is a perk. How was training?"

"Went pretty well. I should be cleared within the next couple weeks."

Her voice changed. Her happiness escalated. She was truly happy for me and despite everything that happened to her in the past, she remained selfless. I loved that about her...always did. The longer we talked, the more I wanted to see her. I wanted to hold her. I wanted to kiss her. Now that I had a taste of those things with her, I was totally addicted to the feelings that went with it.

Music was muffled in the background and what sounded like wind blowing caught my attention. Just what was she doing. When I asked, she ignored it and changed the subject to something else entirely. Patience wasn't exactly a strong suit of mine; but I played it well this time, simply because I didn't want to scare her off by demanding she tell me what the hell was going on.

"Savannah..." I said hearing a car door shut on the other side of the phone.

"How did you hair turn out?" I asked again doing everything I could to ignore my curiosity about what she was doing.

"Uh...well...it's different that's for sure." She finally answered.

Her breathing became labored as if she was panting for air. Another minute or so passed by without a word. This whole things was driving my crazy. "If you aren't going to tell me what you're doing. I'm going to come to you." I stated opening the door. She stood there with a smile on her face. Her long hair was indeed purple. A lighter shade of violet. The ends were a teal green. She pulled the phone away from her ear and tucked it into the front pocket of her shorts.

"Surprise." She said folding hair behind her ear.

I let out a soft chuckle and stepped aside to allow her entrance to my room. Closing the door behind me, I swiftly turned to her. Pulling her into my arms. Her smiled and held onto me, gripping the fabric of my shirt in her fingers. She pushed out of my arms to stand before me. Her hair was indeed different; but it suited her perfectly. "I like it." Telling her the truth about how I felt about her new hair.

"Well good, since you're stuck with it for quite a long time."

"I told you before...no matter what color it is, you were going to be beautiful to me."

A slight blush tinted her cheeks, causing her to shy away from me. Now was as good of a time as any to ask her something important. Running a hand down her bare arm, my fingers tangled with hers. "So there is something that was brought to my attention today." I started hoping to spark her curiosity about what the topic was going to be.

"What's that?" She asked sitting down on the edge of my bed.

"The hall of fame is Saturday."

"Yes..."

"Would you want to accompany me?"

There I asked. So why did I suddenly feel like a teenager asking a girl to the prom? This should be a hell of a lot easier than it currently was. We knew that our feelings for each other were mutual; but we also agreed to take things slow, for Savannah's sake mostly. She stood up and crossed the room to the place I was now sitting. "Of course, I'll go with you."

A brief moment of silence passed through us until she sat down next to me on the chair. Lacing her fingers through mine again, she rested her head on my shoulder. Leaning back, I wrapped my free arm around her shoulders to pull her closer. "I think I'm being followed, Seth." She stated holding onto me tighter. Changing the mood to something darker.

"What do you mean?"

"I told you last night that I felt like someone was watching me at the charity thing. Today, when I walked to the hair place...I got that same feeling. It got me thinking about last night. There really wasn't any kind of advertising with it and I entered last minute...so how did Roman know about it?"

Savannah had a point and I hated to think that there was someone following her; but the reality was...Roman was heading down a dark path now that she was no longer with him. I could see it in his eyes last night. Even his attitude towards small things changed in our little conversation. Normally he would have been defensive about my advice; but instead, he had been cocky...full of confidence that she wouldn't be happy with me in the long run.

"Maybe you're just overly tired. You said it yourself that you haven't been getting much sleep." I suggested, even thought I didn't believe it myself.

"Perhaps; but I can't shake the feeling that there was someone following me."

"I'd never let anything happen to you. You know that, right?"

Her grip only tightened around me as she nodded her head. She was obvious afraid that there really was someone following her. I didn't know how to comfort her, except to let her take what she wanted. If Roman did hire someone to follow Savannah, nothing was going to be able to stop me from taking matters into my own hands. She didn't deserve to be treated like a prize to be won.

Savannah

Forcing the idea of someone following me to the back of my mind, I sat up. Creating some space between us. I didn't want him to think I was paranoid about something that might not even be there. When I turned to look back at him, he was still staring at me. Adoring me, like nothing was wrong at all. "Thank you." I said with the need to express how grateful I was for him being there for me.

"For what?" He asked.

"For being there for me...even after everything that happened between us before."

His hand found the side of my face, drawing me back in closer. His long hair fell over his shoulder, hidden by the dark color of his shirt. The second his skin touched mine, a spark of electricity flowed through me...something I couldn't ignore. Not that I wanted to. "You know what my biggest regret is?" He said in a question.

Reaching up to place my own hand on top of his, curling my fingers around the palm. It's been almost a month since he returned to my life and if I was honest with myself, it felt like he never left. My feelings for him were strong, so strong that it scared me. "My biggest regret was walking away from you. That is something I'm never going to forgive myself for." He said again brushing his thumb against my bottom lip.

"There is no need to regret that. I didn't make things easy for you either, so how about we just move forward from that and concentrate on the here and now."

Giving his hand a squeeze, he leaned in taking my lips with his. The surge of emotions was overwhelming and I found myself lost in it all over again. Desire washed over me after the initial surge and I pushed forward, straddling his lap. His hands shifted to hold onto my hips firmly. A low groan rumbled from his throat and I could tell that he was struggling.

The taste of his tongue was invigorating. Seth loosened his grip on my hips and slide his hands up my sides, pulling my shirt up along with it. The sight of my bare skin excited him. I could feel it against my thighs. His kiss deepened while his right hand brushed along my still covered breast. I was drowning in all the feelings to the point that I might suffocate.

"Savannah..." He whispered tearing himself away from my mouth.

"Yeah..."

"We can't..."

His plea snapped me back to reality. Opening my eyes, I could see the lust in his eyes and feel his want against my legs. He was right. We couldn't do this just yet. I wanted to explore our relationship further before it became intimate. Call me crazy; but I guess I was a little old fashioned in that way.

I slid off his lap as he stood up to walk away. Feeling guilty for causing him discomfort, I followed him. Taking hold of his arm, he turned slightly to meet my gaze. "I'm going to go back. I'm sorry that I took it too far tonight." I apologized.

"Don't you dare apologize for that. It's just been a while...so my body is behaving like a damn teenager."

Laughing at his remark, I smiled. He was so understanding and willing to let things go, which was so different than before. Had he changed in my absence or was my absence the reason he changed? Once he was calm enough, he completely turned around. I wanted things to be simple; but if my gut feeling was right, they weren't going to be. Especially if someone was following me around. "Be careful and text me when you get back, okay." He said putting his warm lips on my forehead.

"I promise."

Backing away from him, I left the room. My heart was pounding against my chest so hard it could have bruised easily had it been on the outside. Walking down to my rental, that same feeling returned. I swear the paranoia was eating away at me. Was it true or was I just crazy?

My pace increased, unlocking the doors to the vehicle and I quickly got inside. I drove the fifteen minute drive to Becky's home and sat inside the car until I felt confident enough in getting out. Climbing the stairs, I tripped on the welcome mat the second I got to the front door. "Damnit!" I cursed rubbing my toes.

Turning my head back and forth, looking out at my surroundings...I settled for me just being a little paranoid and I opened the door. The familiarity of the kitchen greeted me. The last time I was here, Seth and Roman had gotten into an argument. Nothing new there and it would probably only get worse as time went by.

Walking back to the spare bedroom that I was no stranger to, I sat my bags on the floor and turned to pull the covers down on the bed. Shifting back, I went for the balcony doors. Opening them, I stepped outside. A flash of heat lightning lit up the sky as I sat down on one of the chairs. I held my phone in my hand, ready to text Seth that I was perfectly fine.

"I'm back safe and sound." I sent.

"Good." Was his immediate response.

"Goodnight."

"Goodnight, princess."

Leaning back in the chair, I contemplating telling him that I missed him; but if I did, then he may very well come here and who was to say that things wouldn't escalate. I wanted so much to make this work in the worse way. The balmy wind caressed my face, sucking me back inside my head. There was a point, before Roman, where I knew that I had fallen for Seth Rollins. I missed those less complicated days.

End Note: At some point, I may up the rating to M. I haven't decided yet.