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Chapter 28: Far From Serendipity

Roman

Being called into the boss' office before a show was never a good sign. Thankfully, Becky hadn't arrived yet to witness whatever brutality I was about to receive. Walking into the office, I could see Vince sitting behind the desk with a stack of papers in front of him. He had been one of my biggest supporter since I starting in the company a few years ago. When the crowd turned against me, I lost a lot of the confidence I once had; but he assured me that things would get better in the long run.

"Sit, Roman." Vince stated issuing me to sit in the big leather chair in front of the wooden desk.

"What's up?" I asked sitting down.

"Your wellness test came back this morning."

It never dawned on me that could have been the reason for his summons. I never thought I had anything to worry about. If he was calling me in here, there was something wrong. Did I test positive for something? I knew that I've never done any drug banned from sports. His stern expression told me a completely different theory. This wasn't just a touch base kind of thing. "It came back positive." He stated tossing the paper back at me with authority.

"Aderall? This is absurd! I've never done anything like this." I argued.

"Then explain why it came back on your piss test!"

I couldn't. There was no explanation that would come out as believable. I held the paper in my hand tightly, waiting for what the punishment would be. Lowering my head away from his harsh eyes, he slammed his hand on the desk. "You will drop the title tonight and then be suspended for thirty days after Raw tomorrow night. I'm extremely angry about this turn of events and you'll be lucky if you ever get that title back."

"I understand..."

He wasn't the only one that was pissed off. Somehow I felt like my test had been tampered with and I wouldn't put it passed Adrian to do such a thing just to make my life a living hell. He already has taken so much from me already, now he takes my position at my place of work away.

Walking out of the room, I closed the door behind me only to see the orange-red of Becky's hair weaving through the chaotic hallways. We were only hours away from Money in the Bank and the crews were busy getting everything ready for the biggest event in the shows history. How was I going to explain my misfortune to her? Would she even believe me that I hadn't taken the drug?

"Roman! Wait up!" She shouted after me.

She struggled to get through the crowded hallways; but finally managed to catch up. Her hair was pulled up into a messy ponytail and wore jeans that were torn on her thighs, exposing her skin. The top was a black halter top with an oval shaped opened above the chest, showing a little cleavage. "So what was the meeting with Vince about?" She asked wasting little time getting to the important things.

"My wellness test." I answered turning away from her.

"What about it?"

Ignoring her question for a little bit, while I moved down the hall away from prying ears. I found my locker-room and stepped inside. She was right behind me, allowing the door to close behind her. "It came back positive for Aderall. The worst part of it was that I've never done the shit." I explained.

"Roman..."

I turned my back to her, refusing to see what her face expressed. She was the last person I wanted to hurt with all of this stuff. Her warm hand touched my arm ever so gently. She pulled to get me to look at her. "I believe you. This could be one more thing Adrian has done to try and ruin you. What did you do to make him hate you so much?" She asked.

"I wish I knew."

She moved so she was standing right in front of me. There was nothing but warmth behind those eyes I was starting to love seeing on a daily basis. I reached out to touch the side of her face with my palm. She leaned into my touch while resting her own hand on top of mine. "You will get through this just like everything else and I'll be there every step of the way." She admitted.

"What did I do to deserve someone like you?"

"You are willing to sacrifice your own happiness to make sure everyone you care for remains untouched by this guy."

"You don't seem to listen though."

A smile appeared on her lips, reflecting on how much she refused to listen to reason when it came to me. She had fought to bring me out of the dark places of my mind. "I'm stubborn, Roman. You know this. Of course, I wasn't going to listen. You deserve happiness to. Fuck Adrian's logic. We will overcome it! We all will."

Leaning in a little closer to her face, "And this is why I don't deserve you. You are beyond the most selfless person I have ever met..." I whispered before she took advantage of my closeness and captured my lips with her own.

Seth

I could tell that Savannah was nervous. She was fumbling with her hands that were resting on her lap. Tonight was the Money in Bank pay-per-view and she was going to be making her return to TV, not to mention I had a title shot against Roman. Pulling into the parking garage, she turned to look out the window. I couldn't image how she was feeling in that moment. A little over a year ago was her last match on TV. People seem to have forgotten about her. The media hardly ever brought her up except when it came to the latest gossip.

"So this is it..." She stated clenching her hands together.

"You will do just fine out there tonight. Remember, it's not a match." I reminder her.

"I know; but still...this is the first time I've been on TV in over a year..."

Getting out of the car, she went for the trunk which kept our bags inside. Pushing the button on the side of my door, the truck popped open. I stepped out and came to her side, kissing her forehead in attempts to calm her nerves. Something stuck out that made me think that there was more to her mood than just nervousness. Reaching out for her hand, I caressed the skin on her knuckles. "There is nothing to be nervous about, princess. You will do what you always do."

"And what's that?"

"Take everyone's breath away."

"You're such a romantic, you know that?"

She smiled and kissed my cheek before taking her bag out of the trunk. I shrugged my shoulders, realizing that she was probably right. I was a romantic at heart. I wanted her to be the happiest she could possibly be before going out there. I wanted her to be loved in ways others could never love her. "I can't help it. You just bring that side of me out."

"Nothing wrong with it." She said looking over her shoulder with a wink.

Making inside the building, there was so much commotion about script changes and then we heard Roman's name being brought up. I knew what was supposed to happen tonight; but as gossip went, it looked like things were going to change. Savannah left my side to join a group of stars to get the latest changes to the card. "Seth!" She shouted, drawing my attention again.

"What's going on?" I asked curiously.

"Roman is dropping the title to you before Dean cashes in the briefcase on you."

"What the hell? That wasn't the script before."

We looked at each other utterly confused. We also noted that nothing changed when it came to Savannah's re-entry into the television storylines. That was a plus anyway. The question now was why did things change just hours before the show? That was something I was going to have to ask Roman himself. I think Savannah knew that to, because she was already walking in the direction of the locker-rooms.

Roman's was a little further down the hall from ours. We could see Becky outside leaning against the wall with her face in her phone. She looked up and instantly went to hug Savannah tightly. "What's wrong?" She asked.

"I think Adrian got to Roman again." She answered.

"Why do you say that?" I asked.

"He failed his wellness test for Aderall. He has to drop the title tonight and then after raw tomorrow he starts his thirty day suspension. I can't believe this happened to him. What the hell did he do to make this guy hate him so much?"

Savannah tried to comfort her best friend the best as she could. This whole day just seemed off. It made me worry about Savannah more than I normally would. Roman opened the door to see us standing around Becky. The look of anger pierced right through me. I couldn't blame him for being pissed off, because if I was in his position I'd be pissed to. "Savannah!" A familiar voice called.

Turning to the sound, I saw her sister Amelia walking down the hall with Dean at her side. Her long brown hair was pulled up into a high ponytail and was dressed in black leggings with black ankle books. Her top was white with a silver glitter cross etched onto the fabric. I couldn't help but notice Dean's expression on his face as he walked next to her. He seemed to be awe of the woman he was next to. As far as I knew, they only met one time and that was in New York a couple years ago.

"Amelia...I'm glad you could make it." Savannah said wrapping her arms around her.

"I wouldn't miss it for the world." Amelia stated with a warm smile.

"So what gives? Why is everything changing for tonight?" Dean asked.

"Someone either drugged me or tampered with my piss test. It came back positive for Aderall, which is utter bullshit." Roman snapped.

Dean's eyes went wide for a moment. He was trying to wrap his head around what was going on around us. This guys was smart and would never allow himself to be caught by one of us, which was why he was nowhere to be seen in that bar a few nights ago even after sending Roman the picture of Becky and Savannah.

Amelia didn't seem confused in the least, which surprised me. I wonder who explained things to her. "You don't seem surprised by this, Lia." Savannah asked twining her fingers through mine.

"Dean told me about what's been going on. He didn't want me out of the loop if something were to happen." She answered crossing her arms over her chest.

"Dean?" Becky questioned looking over at him. He had an unreadable expression on his face.

"Well none of you were tellin' her, so I did. I felt she deserved to know that her sister could possibly be a target to some creepy ass stalker."

"Except he isn't stalking me! Now you just opened her up to being a target!" Savannah snapped.

Amelia stepped in between them, preventing Savannah from lashing out. She took her hands into her own, holding them tightly. The fear was radiating in her hazel eyes. She couldn't handle if something happened to Amelia. She already lost her brother, which the main cause of the tension between the sisters in the first place. "It's okay, Sav. I'm glad he told me. You are my sister and I should be there for you. Friends can only do so much...you need family to."

"If something happens to her, I will kick your ass Dean."

"Noted; but nothing will. I'll make sure of that."

Savannah

After that tense little conversation, I made it back to the locker-room I shared with Seth. It was time for me to get changed into my new ring gear that I had specially made. The nervous butterflies decided they wanted to torment me a little. Stripping out of my clothes, I stood in nothing but my panties in front of the long mirror. The material of the gear felt soft in my hands.

I slipped on the halter top to cover my exposed breasts, followed by the pants made of the same material. It was weird putting on these clothes because I hadn't been in the ring in so long. Seth walked into the room just as I was putting on my boots. He smiled immediately. "It suits you." He commented closing the small distance between us.

"Thanks. I designed it myself."

"They did good. I can't wait to see you go out there. I'm beyond proud of you."

"I appreciate all the support you've given me. If it wasn't for you, I would have quit a long time ago."

He knew that was the truth, because he had stopped me twice from doing that very thing. Kneeling down in front of me, he took my hands into his. There was nothing but love rolling off him. He really did love me and I couldn't get enough of that feeling. It was probably one of the most comforting things I've ever felt in my entire life.

Seth smiled and kissed my knuckles before letting me stand up. I stood before him ready for the night's events to take place; but I had to have make-up fix me up first. "I'll be watching." He stated as I walked out the door.

Standing backstage, I watched the tag match that I would soon be entering into after the finish. I nervously bounced on my legs, moving my arms around. Natalya had Charlotte in the sharpshooter submission only for it to be broken up by her protege Dana Brooke. Becky attempted to get involved in the mix. Dana tossed her into Natalya, giving an opening to Charlotte to deliver 'Natural Selection'.

The referee counted the 1,2,3 and awarded the win to the WWE Women's Champion and Dana Brooke, much to the dismay of the crowd. Becky attempted to help Natalya up. She blindsided her with a powerful forearm to the back of the head. I knew my moment was coming. Clenching my hands into fists at my side, I took a step forward towards the curtain and awaiting for the cue. I could hear the intensity of the crowds dislike of Natalya's actions from the curtain. My new music caught her attention mid-kick. No one recognized the music as anyone they knew. The titan-tron video never showed my name until the intro ended and kicked into the real song. 'Give Into Me' by Letters From The Fire.

I stepped out onto the stage with an overwhelming reception. Natalya stared me down, forgetting the fallen Becky at her feet. She mouthed something I couldn't understand; but I knew that the anger was forming. Backing away from the ropes, she stood in the middle of the ring taunting me. I only smiled, climbing the steps and getting inside the ring.

The feeling was surreal. Soaking it all in, I stood before Natalya having an inch or two over her in height. My music faded away and the only sounds I could hear were the cheers from the crowd. The chants of my name. "Who do you think you are?" Natalya snapped pushing at my shoulder.

Not saying a word, I struck with a forearm. It sent her backward a step or two. She held her face with her mouth agape. The smile never left my face until she returned the favor and stuck me with the same move. The fury arrived and I tossed her into the ropes, catching her with a dropkick then a standing moonsault in sequence.

It didn't take her long to roll out of the ring and get out of harms way. I knelt down to my fallen friend, helping her up. She held onto me and lifted my arm up in praise. My music started up again, giving me the edge over the veteran and I couldn't have been happier with the events.

Backstage, I walked back through the curtain. Amelia stood with a dumb grin on her face. Seth immediately wrapped his arms around me. Becky held her ribs while walking back to join us. The sweat rolled down her chin as the pain was written all over her face. "Are you alright?" I asked stepping out of Seth's comforting embrace.

"I don't know. It's really hard to catch a breath..."

"You should get it checked out." Amelia commented.

"I'll take her. You have a match coming up." I told Seth kissing his check.

"Alright."

Amelia and I walked with Becky towards the trainer's room. Today might have been good for me; but it hadn't been for Roman or Becky. Roman had to drop the title because of a test failure and would have to be sent back to Florida for thirty days. Becky was possibly injured. The trainer told us to wait outside so he could evaluate her in private.

I stood outside the door with Amelia. She remained silent for a few minutes before breaking the silence. "I know your upset with Dean for telling me about this Adrian guy; but you should have told me yourself."

"I'm not upset, Lia. I just didn't want you to get caught up in all this shit."

"Sav..."

"Don't, you know now and there is nothing to change it now."

I wondered if Dean told her because of their obvious connection. A few years ago, in New York, they really hit it off that night. It made me think that maybe he's kept in contact with her all this time without my knowing. He wouldn't be the first Shield member to keep a secret or two from me. Amelia leaned her head on my shoulder. Tonight was supposed to be a great night; but here we were, on the receiving end of some pretty crappy things...again.