Chapter 16 - Say Something

If things were broken in the Reigns house hold before...Now they'd been demolished by Tornado AJ. No one saw AJ winning the Heavy Weight title from Roman at SummerSlam the night after the night club scene went down.

Ayana was surprised when Roman informed her he was moving back into the house because he missed the family. She knew he was doing it for the kids and they couldn't have been more elated. But even after Roman moved back into the house the silence between the two of them was deafening.

The days off after SummerSlam had Roman and Ayana avoiding each other in their own house. Clearly Roman was annoyed because he lost his title to the guy his wife was screwing and Ayana wasn't trying to fight in front of the kids; they were just gloriously happy their father was back in the house.

Ayana was staring out the window as she sipped her warm tea. She was staying kitchen bound as she worked on a some of the payrolls that she did for a few companies; getting some kind of work done was the goal for the day.

It had been a couple of weeks since the whole AJ stealing Roman's title at the PPV. September was slowly approaching and the kids would be going back to school again; until then they were driving Ayana stark raving mad today. For some reason dark grey clouds had invaded Pensacola Florida and the sky's opened up and were dumping rain. The kids were trapped in the house with nowhere to go and nothing to do and Ayana was on the verge of going bonkers.

Max and Odyn were busy messing with Samaria - playing keep away with her would only result in one if not both of them getting punched by her tiny fist before laughing it off and making her stomp her foot. When they weren't messing with Samaria they were in Braden's room walking in front of his TV while he was playing Call of Duty and getting pissed off because they were in the way. Ayana was just waiting for Braden to explode. He had his father's Samoan temper; he loved his siblings but they always got under his skin at just the right time.

An hour later it was too quiet throughout the house. Ayana decided it was time to go investigate. As she walked through the quiet house she didn't see or hear anything that sounded like the brood she raised. The closer she got to the stairs she could hear Braden and Samaria giggling. So now her interest was piqued. If Braden and Samaria were laughing and Max and Odyn were quiet something was DEFINITELY going on.

Ayana climbed the stairs to the second floor where the bedrooms were. She went to Braden's room and the door was slightly ajar so she reached up and pushed it open; the sight that she took in sitting before her...she really wasn't sure how to react.

Ayana crossed her arms over her chest as she leaned against the door frame and cleared her throat. Braden and Samaria looked up from the Call of Duty game on the small TV and over at their mother. Ayana raised her eyebrows at them as she looked from them to their two middle brothers. "Wanna tell me what is going on?" She asked. She really wanted to laugh because only two master minds who had enough of their brothers bullshit would've come up with THAT kind of idea.

The silence that ensued only made Ayana want to laugh her ass off.

Apparently in her youngest and oldest infinite wisdom between the two of them; they'd subdued the two middle brothers somehow and tied them together using Samaria's jump ropes - each also had a bandana wrapped around their head in their mouth to act as gags.

"Are either of you going to explain?" Ayana probed.

Braden sighed heavily before he rolled his eyes. "C'mon mom, you know how much of a pain those two are. For some reason they can't just play with each other without annoying the crap out of me and Sami. We finally got tired of it."

Ayana smirked as she pulled her phone out of her back pocket and took a couple of pictures of her two middle children. She knew Braden was right; Odyn and Max were her tiny terrorists - if there was some kind of trouble they could cause or get into they were usually at the for front of it. "Untie your brothers Braden.

Braden gave his brothers a side eye glance before he huffed and bumped Samaria with his elbow. 'C'mon squirt let's untie the terror twins."

Samaria frowned. "Awww mom do we have to? They been pestering us all day." She whined as she stood and followed her older brother across the room before making a face.

"Please and thank you very much. As much as I'm sure these two annoy you and Braden you can't keep them tied up forever. You guys are starting school soon and they have to go. And I'm sure daddy wants to see all his children when he gets home on Wednesday. I think he would find it a little strange with two of them missing." Ayana reasoned with her five year old. She was laughing on the inside.

Definitely laughing. Possibly even chortling a little.

Ayana turned her attention to Max and Odyn. "So did you two learn anything from this experience?"

Max made a sour face. "Yea! Always learn to attack your older brother before him and your little sister gang up on you."

Odyn laughed. "Sorry mom." Odyn really was her angel.

"As much as I love apologies, you owe Braden and Samaria the apology. You two have been running rough shot all over this house from the minute you two woke up; complete with the food fight that Braden had to clean up while I was in the shower." Ayana shook her head when Odyn and Max both looked down suddenly finding the floor more interesting. "Uh huh I'm momma I find out everything. Now my stipulation for making them untie you is that I now have these embarrassing pictures of you and if you two can't behave I can and will show them to whoever I want."

Odyn and Max's eyes widen simultaneously as their heads popped up to look at their mother.

Ayana smiled softly. "Glad we had this talk and we understand each other. Now everyone get into the bath and scrub up. I want clean bodies in the living room for pizza and Monday Night Raw."

She chuckled as all four kids scattered throughout the house to start their baths or showers which ever they wanted as she made her way to the kitchen to order a couple of pizza's.

Stormy grey eyes stared at the monitor in the locker room. He watched as AJ Styles paraded around the ring with Karl Anderson and Luke Gallows. The boys from the Club were just sitting there running their mouths and the more Roman watched and listened to them the more they were just pissing him off.

Dean was watching Roman and could see his jaw twitching and the veins in his neck popping out. This was going to be bad if he pulled the trigger. "Big dog what are you thinking?" Dean questioned.

"I'm thinking, that mother fucker was smiling in my face the whole time he was fuckin my wife. And now the higher ups decided to give him my fuckin title because he knows how to kiss ass and suck dick really well." Roman's voice dropped several octaves. He was getting more pissed off by the minute.

Dean's eyes closed the second AJ opened his mouth on the microphone. Every week since AJ had won the title he came out and ran his mouth during his promos and like a few of the other wrestlers in back he'd been given free reign over his script and what was said for promos. Dean shook his head as he watched Roman's hands fist tightly and the veins popped out in his forearms and biceps.

Oh yea this was going to be worse than bad.

"I'd like to thank Roman Reigns for being such a good sport, easy challenge and big LOSER by letting me win the title. No better name will ever cross it's name plate than that of the Phenomenal One...AJ Styles." AJ boasted with a cocky smirk on his face.

Roman tuned out Karl Anderson and Luke Gallows as they were next in line to bash his name. A name he worked for years to make for himself and his legendary family. A name that was going down in flames because his wife crossed the boundaries and screwed another man. The same man salting his name.

After some Club shit talking Luke Gallows and Karl Anderson exited the ring and made their way back to their locker room they had a tag team match to get ready for.

Roman already knew he could get AJ one on one in the ring.

Before Dean could blink Roman was up on his feet and physically mobile shoving the locker room door open so hard it smacked into the cinder block wall behind it and the handle broke off before falling on the floor. Dean cringed as he battled within his own brain on whether or not to go after him to save him from career suicide or to just let him handle it and earn some much needed time off the road via suspension.

Dean loved Roman like a brother but there was no way he was going to get into a battle that wasn't his. His career was just as important to him as Roman's was to Roman himself. Roman had to do what was best for himself. Dean cringed again as he watched his 265 lb Samoan brother stepped out on the platform before suddenly charging the ring and sliding under the bottom rope and spearing a completely surprised AJ.

Thank God the mics had been turned off because as soon as both men were vertical you could tell the F bomb was being said left and right between the two of them. Three seconds later and they were throwing real punches. By the time the people in the back figured out that the fight wasn't part of the script; the two wrestlers had bloodied each other and then got separated physically before being forcibly shown to the back of the arena.

The next face everyone saw was that of the COO of the WWE Paul Levesque. He was stalking down the hallway looking like a pissed off bull charging someone who was dancing around in red.

"ROMAN! IN MY OFFICE NOW!"

Blood.

That was all she could see of both men's faces. Both were covered in blood. Usually if Roman was going to bleed for a segment he would call or text Ayana ahead of time and tonight...nothing. The one thing she couldn't get out of her mind was the surprised look on AJ's face when Roman speared him. She could read Roman's lips every time he said the word fuck; she would cringe.

This was NOT scripted.

Ayana wasn't the least bit surprised on Tuesday morning to see her husband walk through the front door of their house. She crossed her arms over her chest as she walked over and looked up at him.

Roman's temper had diminished over night and was surprised he had any ass left at all once Paul got done chewing it off for jumping script. H was still scowling as he watched his wife approach him. "I've been suspended for 30 days for jumping script."

"Can't say I didn't see that coming." Ayana remarked.

"Oh well thank you. I didn't realize I was married to a fuckin psychic." Roman smarted off. "I wouldn't of lost my temper if you would of just not been fuckin my co-worker.

"Really?" Ayana quirked at eyebrow at her husband's attitude. "You know something Roman; I get that I probably bruised your ego by screwing another man and yes I probably hurt your feelings by cheating on you and I am sorry for any pain I've caused you. But how about you? Do you have any idea how I feel or do my feelings mean dick to you?"

"You're the one who cheated first and I'm supposed to feel bad about it?" Roman snapped.

"At some point I stopped being your wife Roman. I'm just the babysitter for your four kids, your cook, maid and the person who washes your underwear. I waited for 2 years to become your wife again and I can see now I'm holding onto a pipe dream. I'm holding onto someone who clearly doesn't love me anymore because if you did I would still be your wife. I'm not even a friend or an acquaintance. I'm just someone who takes care of your life outside of your work career." Ayana was angry, but she was so angry she was going to cry.

"So go ahead Roman. Go ahead and walk around here like all of this is my fault you go ahead and blame everything rotten in your life on me. I don't mind, because god forbid you look in the mirror and see you are the one who changed things between us...not me." Ayana stated.

"How did I change things between us?" Roman growled.

"I've explained it until I'm blue in the face; if you don't know now you never will. But as of today I'm giving you 30 days." Ayana warned.

Roman scoffed. "30 Days?"

"Yea, you've got your whole suspension to spend time with your kids before they go back to school, or go visit your parents, or go to the gym or even relax and sit on the couch watching ESPN 24 hours a day farting and belching all you want." It was an ultimatum. She hated them and hated laying all out on the line but they had done things his way and now it was her turn.

"Oh yea? And then what happens?" Roman question as his eyebrows dropped to the bridge of his nose. He didn't like being told what to do and he hated ultimatums even more.

"You've got 30 days and then you're either going to tell me what the fuck is wrong with you so I can fix the fuckin marriage; so I can get us back or I'm done. I will pack everything up in this house that belongs to me and the kids and I will move us the fuck out."

"You're not taking my kids from me." Roman snarled.

"I didn't say that, but it's nice to know that you're only concerned about the kids leaving and not me, not the woman who stood by your side from the age of 15. Not the woman who has supported every decision you've ever made because it was what was best for the family. The woman you alienated for some unknown fictional reason. The woman who can't stop loving you because she's fuckin stupid."

Ayana could feel the tears as the dam broke and they breeched her bottom eyelids. "You've got 30 days and then you better say something..." Ayana warned once more.

"Say something or I'm giving up on you and on us!"

Ayana was stopped short as her cell started ringing. She looked at the screen and saw it was Roman's mom Lisa calling. "What's up mom?" Ayana answered the phone as she always had with Roman's mom. She listened to the woman with panic stricken voice. "What...What do you mean?"

Ayana pressed the end button as she looked up at Roman. "We can argue later...It's Odyn."