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Chapter 29: The Verdict

Savannah

The trainer wouldn't say a word on how Becky was doing, which was very annoying in my opinion. Her being injured was the last thing I wanted to see happen. She was just starting to get going and feeling comfortable on the main roster. Unlike Sasha and Charlotte, Becky was nervous about being in the spotlight more. She always afraid of making mistakes and the crowd not accept her like they had down in NXT.

It came a lot easier for Sasha. She had made herself known that she wasn't messing around. Charlotte was the daughter of Ric Flair, enough said on that subject. Amelia followed me down the hall, keeping a small amount of distance between us. I think she knew that I was pretty upset with Dean for involving her the current dilemma we were all sucked into. I was also upset that she was keeping something from me. It was so easy to tell when she was lying.

"I can tell that your upset with me." Amelia commented softly.

"Probably because I know your hiding something from me." I snapped in return.

"I'm not hiding anything, Savannah. You're assuming things."

"Okay, whatever you say."

I wasn't in the mood to argue with her, so I continued walking toward the locker-room I shared with Seth. He wouldn't be there cause he was in the ring with Roman; but I needed to be alone. There was just too much going on at once. I felt an arm take a firm hold of my wrist. Turning to see Amelia's stern expression, I knew I wasn't going to get away that easy. "This is not how I want things to be between us." She admitted.

"I'm not stupid, Lia. Just come out and say you've been talking to Dean ever since New York."

No words left her mouth, because they couldn't. I had caught her in the avoidance she was trying to make. I didn't give a damn who she was seeing; but I wanted to know the truth and not be kept in the dark. Dean was a good friend, practically a brother to me. He wasn't ashamed of anything. So why was it that I didn't know? "It isn't what you think. We aren't a couple at all. Yeah, we talk but its friendly."

"I honestly don't care either way; but I'm guess he's the reason you decided to work with me down in Florida. You wouldn't just volunteer on your own."

"That's not true!"

I held my hand up to stop her protest. She was right. I didn't want this to be how things were between us anymore than she did. I wrapped my arms around her neck and held on, allowing myself to break down. The warm tears trickled down my cheeks. No one knew just what Adrian was capable of and I was scared for everyone's safety.

Amelia held onto me tightly, understanding why I was finally crumbling under it all. She said nothing, because there really wasn't anything to say that would change how things were progressing behind the scenes. Pulling away, I quickly wiped my eyes free of the tears. She looked at me sympathetically. It wasn't an expression I was used to seeing.

"I know you're worried...but I'll be fine."

Before I could open my mouth to answer her, Seth caught my attention. His smile warmed me completely. How I never noticed how much I needed this man before a few months ago, I will never know; he was everything I ever needed and than some. Amelia took a step away to allow Seth to scoop me into his arms. He was covered in sweat; but it didn't bother me, because I needed him. "I love you..." He whispered in my ear.

"I love you too..." I replied softly.

"I hate seeing you cry."

That made me smile. I could see Roman approach cautiously. He was titleless and knew that he was in a lot of trouble. The failed Wellness Test was something he knew could break someone's career. Adrian had put a huge wedge in his road to being the top guy in the company. He looked around, obviously looking for Becky. I had forgotten that he hadn't been around when I helped her to the trainers. "She's with the trainers. They won't tell me anything." I told him.

"What happened?" He asked unbuckling the vest over his chest.

"I don't know. She was complaining that her ribs hurt and she was having a hard time catching a breath."

I could see his calm demeanor change to a panicked one. He truly did care for her. Amelia shifted her eyes to see the new WWE World Heavyweight Champion approach the growing group. Dean messy hair fell into his blue eyes. The confident smile curved his lips up. The title sparkled in the lighting around us. "Why so freaking gloomy?" He asked looking from one person to the next in succession.

"I'm going to check on Becky." Roman said walking away.

"Roman..." I called after him.

He turned his head to look at me for a moment, without speaking a word. I bit my bottom lip. There was nothing I could say that would make him feel any better about how things were going; but I felt that if he knew that I forgave him for everything that happened in the past, then maybe the tension between all of us wouldn't be so bad.

"Don't...Savannah. I really don't deserve your forgiveness." He said.

"How?"

"Becky told me that you already forgave me, it was one of the reasons she was trying so hard to redeem me."

The words floated away, so instead, I reached for his hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. He gave me a half-smile and pulling his hand away quickly before continuing on. Seth wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me back to lean against him. His chin rested on my shoulder before leaving a small kiss on my collarbone. "Give him time...there is a lot going on around us that's got him on reserve." Seth explained.

"I know and that's what I'm afraid of..."

Roman

It was nice to know that Savannah really did forgive me for all the shitty things that had been done to her in the past at my hands. Of course, now I knew that I had been drugged and put in the situation to cheat on her. That didn't matter, because it still happened all the same. It didn't change the fact that I didn't deserve it. Just like I didn't deserve Becky's affections.

I pushed the door open to see her laying on her back on the table. The pain was clearly written on her face and it hurt me just to see it. She opened her eyes to see me and tried to give a smile in greeting. "What's the verdict?" I asked coming to sit down in the chair off the right of the table.

"We are going to send her to the local emergency room. She needs an x-ray." The trainer explained.

"This sucks..." She grumbled.

I placed my hand on her face, stroking her cheek with my thumb. She rested her own hand on mine, staring up at me. She was doing her best to hide the pain from me. "I know...do you want me to go with you?" I asked hopeful, because after all the events of today I just needed her positive outlook on life.

"Yes...I do..."

Helping her to a sitting position was a task; but getting her to stand was even worse. She put all her weight on me, which wasn't a lot; however, I was still sore from my earlier match with Seth. My head and shoulders were killing me after I had taken a section of the barricade out in attempts to 'Spear' Seth through it.

Once she got to her feet, she took her weight off me and tried to walk on her own. She did, though it was gingerly. Her orange-red locks were tangled and messy. To me, it made her look ever more beautiful than she already did. She found my hand and instantly twined her fingers through mine. "Roman..."

"Yeah..."

"Thank you for being willing to come with me."

"Why wouldn't I? You've done so much for me over the last few weeks...it seems only fair. Plus, I needed to be around you right now."

We almost had gotten outside when she stopped walking completely. She looked at me completely dumbfounded and it confused me slightly. What did I say that would cause that? She said nothing; but took a step closer to me in the absence of words. "You can be around me any time you want to be." She said with a smile.

"Thank you, sweetheart."

I leaned down to kiss her temple. It was getting easier and easier to relax in her presence, which was something I had been afraid of. She sat in the passenger seat as I drove to the emergency room suggested by the company trainer. The only sound that passed though was the sound of the cars passing us by. It was hard to figure out what she was thinking, because she hid her emotions so well.

My fingers itched to touch her. My lips burned to taste hers again. She was in every way as addicting as I feared she'd be once she was allowed inside. I mentally cursed Savannah for suggesting that I let her in in the first place, because now that she was...she wasn't going anywhere.

"Savannah did good tonight..." Becky said breaking the silence in the car.

"I didn't get to see too much; but from what I did see, she did seem better."

"She looked like she learned a lot more. I'm curious to see how Stephanie treats her now."

We both knew how awful Vince's daughter treated Savannah right from the very beginning. It was Hunter that had the soft spot for her and it seemed like he was getting his way when it came to her. She was allowed to get better in the ring and develop a new style, then debut after a year of being off television. The people reacted to her the second her name was visible on the titan-tron. "I have a feeling it will be a lot better now." I stated turning the wheel to pull into the hospital's parking lot.

"Ugh...I don't want to do this..."

"You have to know what's wrong, Becky."

"I'm afraid there is more wrong that I think."

"Stay positive. That's what you tell me."

She let out a chuckle before opening the door. I quickly got out and went around to her side. Her hands were soft and enticing. She leaned into me, cringing in pain. I hated to see her in such a state and hopefully we'd have some answers soon enough.

It didn't take long for them to take us to a room. A technician took her back for the x-rays needed, leaving me alone in the room to pace back and forth. After ten minutes or so, she was wheeled back into the room. She tried to smile at me; but her breathing was so labored due to the amount of pain she had to be feeling.

Moving so I could sit down next to her on the bed, I leaned down to kiss her forehead. "I'm glad you're here." She whispered. At those words, I could finally smile fully. She slid over with a groan, indicating that she wanted me to lay beside her. I did as she silently asked for and she leaned her head on my shoulder.

After waiting for another fifteen or twenty minutes, she fell asleep. I couldn't help but stare at her adoringly. She was beautiful asleep and something I wouldn't mind see more often. When the doctor finally did walk in, he remained quiet so as not to wake her. "What's you're relation to Miss Lynch?" He asked.

"Uh...friend." I answered not knowing what to say.

"Well...the x-rays came back. It showed that two of the ribs on the left side are fractured. I'm going to suggest not getting into the ring until they are fully healed, which can take up the six weeks."

Looking down at her sleeping form, I knew how disappointed she was going to be when she was informed of her condition and how long she was to stay out of the ring. It just added to the shitty events of the day. I get suspended for thirty days for something I didn't even do and then she get injured and can't wrestle for six weeks. "Thank you, doctor." I said just as he turned to write her a prescription for something that would ease the pain, then he left the discharge papers on the counter for her sign once I got her awake.

I felt so bad for her. She was just starting to get going in her main roster career and it all came crumbling down around her due to some fractured ribs. My phone vibrated against my leg. It made me wonder if it was Savannah checking on her best friend, so I carefully retrieved the device. Opening the screen, I instantly realized that it wasn't Savannah at all.

A picture of my original piss test and two cracked wishbones was displayed. Underneath was a message. "Such a pity. I gave you a warning, now you will suffer just like you cost me everything."

Like all the rest of messages, it deleted on it own and all I could do was sit there with Becky sleeping against my shoulder. I had no clue what he was talking about. How did I cost him everything? It made little sense to me. I debated on telling Becky about it; but opted to wait until she was settled in learning of her own issues. That message just made me that much more protective of things I cherished and that included her.