"Ya sure yar alright?" Finn's sweet, soft voice cooed through the phone.
A noticeable sigh left my semi dry lips. "Yes, Finn. I am fine," I let a small chuckle erupt from my throat when I realized this was Finn's fourth time calling me since he had arrived at Full Sail.
"Are ya bags packed?"
My grey eyes glanced at the two giants suitcases sitting up against the door, waiting to leave. "Yep, I even packed your bag for you."
"Yar the sweetest, ya know tat?" I could practically hear the smile in his voice.
I started playing with the blanket that covered my legs as I was sprawled out on the couch. It had been a few days since Kevin attacked me and in order for me to go to Japan on Saturday with Finn, I had promised him that I would stay inside if he wasn't home and if I wanted to leave, he would come with.
No one, besides Finn, Seth, and Sami, knew what happened to me and I wanted to keep it that way. It did kill me, however, not being able to talk to Sasha about this but I wanted to keep this quiet as possible.
"Skylar?"
Finn's voice brought me back home. "I'm sorry, what?"
I smiled at his laugh. "What have ya done today?"
My shoulders shrugged. "Just laid on the couch, really."
"Ya didn't go outside, did ya?" The tone in his voice was hushed.
"No, I didn't." My tone had risen. As much as I loved Finn, I was hating that he was keeping me hostage in our own home.
"I'm just worried bout ya, Sky. Tat's all."
I couldn't hold back the scoff that left my lips. "Worried about me? Finn, I'm fucking fine. I don't need you to keep calling me and asking if I'm alright."
There was silence on the line for a few beats before I heard an unknown laugh come from Finn. "What's gotten inta ya?"
My body sat up right on the couch. "I was attacked, Finn. It's not that easy to get over!"
"Don't ya think I know that?" He was now yelling, no doubt getting looks from the other wrestlers. "Ya haven't let me kiss or touch ya since then!"
Immediately, guilt racked my heart when I realized that Finn was right. I opened my mouth to apologize but was cut off by his curt voice. "I have ta go."
The dial tone rang through my ears, indicating that Finn had hung up on me. I bit my lip while tossing my phone on the other end of the couch. What was his problem? Yes, every time Finn went to touch or kiss me, I flinched away. But that didn't give him the right to freak out on me. I was trying to get over what happened and with Finn acting the way he was, he wasn't helping one bit.
Trying not to pay attention to my quiet phone, hoping Finn would call or text to apologize, I cuddled the blanket towards my chest and watched NXT. Finn and Kevin had a contract signing to end the show and I silently prayed that there would be no mention of what happened a few days ago.
As the last match of the night began, there was a knock sounded at the door. My body went rigid as I slowly stood from the couch. "Who is it?" My voice came out shaky.
"Sasha! Girl open up! I've got piles of food that I'm about to drop!"
The nerves left my body as I laughed at my best friend and opened the door, immediately taking some of the take out bags from her. "I didn't know you were coming."
Sasha shrugged as she kicked off her shoes and made her way to the couch. "I wanted to surprise you. I ran into Finn tonight and he mentioned that you could use the company."
"Is that all he said?" I spoke taking the Cesar salad from her with a smile.
"No. But when I was leaving, he did look pissed. Anything happen?"
Forcing a smile, I shook my head. "Nope." I lied.
Suddenly, Kevin Owens music blasted through the t.v, causing me to almost drop my salad. Thankfully Sasha didn't notice as we watched Kevin smugly walk towards the ring. There was a table set up in the middle with William Regal standing next to it, folder in hand. The NXT championship shined from it's spot on the table.
The fear that took over my body watching Kevin vanished when I heard the familiar sound of Finn's music. My eyes sparkled when I saw Finn walk out on stage, dressed in a full grey suit.
Sasha whistled next to me. "Your man is looking extra hot tonight," she bumped her shoulder with mine.
"Watch it Banks," I pointed with a smile.
"Gentleman, welcome." Regal spoke into the mic. "I just want to stress that we should keep this professional as possible."
Yeah, right.
"Balor, where's Skylar? I figured she'd be attached at your hip, like she usually is." Kevin spoke with a curt laugh.
Finn went to step around the table to attack Kevin but Regal stepped in the way. "Keep it professional," Regal pressed with a sharp tone.
The look in Finn's eyes read only one thing; hatred.
"Keep my girlfriend's voice out of yar mouth, Owens." Finn spat.
"She was already in my mouth, Balor. Care to take a look?" Kevin pointed towards the screen.
My body felt like ice when a picture of Kevin kissing me popped up on the screen. It was before the attack, which made me worry that if whoever took this picture, they must have had more.
"What the hell?" Sasha yelled.
I ignored her however, when I saw Finn's eyes go dark, letting the demon take over.
"Son of a bitch!" Finn hopped over the table, only to be pushed back by Regal.
"I'm not going to warn you again, Finn. Keep it professional or you loose your shot." Regal pointed from Finn to Kevin. "Now, sign the contract and let's get this over with."
Finn didn't think twice as he grabbed the pen, scratching his name on the contract,throwing it at Kevin. A sick laugh left Kevin's lips while looking at Finn, shaking his head.
"You should really read the fine print, Balor."
Finn gave him a confused look.
"What the hell is he talking about," I muttered, still ignoring the confused look on Sasha's face.
"What the hell are ya talking bout?" Finn's voice was shaky.
"I had my lawyers add a small detail into the contract. If you lose on Saturday, not only do I get to keep this title, I also get something extra."
Finn continued to give him the confused look he was sporting. "An arse kicking?"
Kevin ignored the cheers from the fans. "Skylar."
The air stiffen in my apartment and I swore it did as well at Full Sail. Kevin Owen's would get me if Finn lost? And Finn signed for it?!
My breath caught in my throat when I saw the look of horror and hatred on Finn's face. He started shaking his head from side to side.
"I didn't sign for tat!" Finn pointed to the contract.
Kevin smugly showed Regal the contract, who sighed in defeat. "It's in the contract, Finn. I'm sorry."
"Tell Skylar I'll see her soon," Kevin dropped the mic before signing the contract, throwing it in Finn's face.
Finn was two steps ahead of Kevin, however, as he ducked and speared Kevin to the mat, slamming his fists into his face, over and over again. "She's mine, Owens! Ya'll have ta kill me ta get her!" Finn screamed before NXT ended, the screen going black.
"What the fuck was that about?" Sasha spoke, breaking the long silence.
Not only was the title on the line Saturday but so was my life. I didn't doubt Finn at all, there was still a part of me though that worried what would happen if he did loose.
"Skylar!" Sasha smacked my arm.
Shaking out of my thoughts, I looked into her confused glare and immediately felt myself crumble, everything that happened a few days ago spewing out of my mouth. I replayed the memories for the first time causing me to break into a million pieces.
"Did he?" Sasha asked, her voice breaking not being able to finish the sentence.
"No, Seth and Sami stopped him before." My voice was dry.
"Why didn't you tell anyone?"
"I wanted to put this past me and move on." I played with my fingers. "But now Finn practically signed me away to Kevin!"
Sasha was interrupted by the front door bursting open, revealing a heated Finn. His eyes looked from Sasha to me and by the look on his face, I knew he had just heard me doubting him.
"I'll go," Sasha gave me a quick hug before grabbing her things, closing the door behind her.
The tension between us was thick and opting not to question the bag that he held in his hand, I stood up from the couch and made my way towards the bedroom. I was already dressed in a pair of flannel shorts and one of Finn's shirts so I crawled into bed, shutting off the light.
I couldn't let sleep take over, however, as I felt Finn's presence in the doorway. "Are you going to stand there and watch me all night?" I spoke, leaving the lights off and keeping my gaze on the window, watching the tree branches move in the wind.
Finn didn't speak, casually tossing the small box on the bed while grabbing his pillow and extra blanket from the bed.
"Where are you going?" I sat up, watching his dark figure walk back out of the room.
"Living room," his voice receded down the long hallway.
Biting back the sob, I turned on the bedside lamp and grazed my fingers over the velvet box, feeling my heart rate pick up. My hands shook as I slowly opened it, a loud gasp leaving my lips. In the dim lit room, the silver necklace shined at me. My fingers grazed over the inscription, guilt taking over for even doubting Finn for a second.
Mo Chuisle
Without thinking twice, I took the necklace out of the box and clasped it around my neck, fingers immediately gripping it. I found myself climbing out of bed to go talk to Finn but stopped when my phone buzzed, indicating a text.
Maybe next time give me a warning that you're going to doubt me before I buy you something worth my whole paycheck...-Finn.
I couldn't hold back the tears as they fell down my cheek while I laid down in bed, deciding that Finn didn't want to talk. The only thing you could hear in our tiny apartment was my sobs that echoed on the walls.