POWR = BRUTALITY (Rhea Ripley X OC) (COMPLETED)

2 Steps Back...

1 WEEK LATER
(Demi POV)

Hey guys, been a minute, a little update on Brandon here. One week removed from being discharged, and he's still breathing rather gingerly, but it feels like he's getting better by the day. WWE let me be with him to take care of him for the rest of the week before I had to go back on tour. Now... as far as the title's concerned, he's dropping it tonight on the first show of the loop. After all, NXT needs a fighting champion... at least until after he heals up. So, after cooking us breakfast, I helped him into my car as for once I was driving despite the usual. With all our stuff packed we eventually hit the road to the Capitol Wrestling Center.

We soon arrived 2 hours later ready to tackle the first leg of whatever this loop would entail. I went to go get my makeup done for the show whilst Brandon, the mysterious soul he was, disappeared probably to a dark hallway somewhere to the about tonight... *sigh* I just... I'm worried guys... ok? Super fucking worried..

After finishing makeup, and getting my gear on, I went to go investigate the area that I saw him run to when we arrived. I didn't think about it too much at first but the more I sat in the makeup chair, the more it worried me. I eventually found a dark-ish hallway and guess who I found sitting a good distance down the way with his light up jacket on a pulsating white setting.

I soon took a deep breath and slowly walked towards the light.

"You alright babe?"

He looked up and his eyes met mine. I could tell that he didn't want to do what he had to do tonight, but he knew there was no other way. He moved his left hand from behind his shadow to reveal the championship that he fought so valiantly for and sighed.

"Yeah... I guess... You know I never wanted to lose this thing, much less the way I have to do it, but I guess Doctors orders and that..."

I slowly sat down next to him, put an arm around his back and my head on his shoulder. I just wanted to be there in the moment with him. I don't know if I've said this already... but ever since I met this guy... I've been hooked to his side... sometimes literally ahaha!

"You know... I don't want you to drop it either... but, you know they need a fighting champion... that's... not nursing a few broken ribs."

"Yeah..."

He put the title back down.

"I guess you're right Dem..."

He said as we relaxed in the barely lit hallway. I laid my head on his shoulder and just let all the bad memories escape my mind. I knew he still could fight... at least I knew he wanted to, but Cole really did a number on B's ribs, and I wasn't taking any chances. I hugged him tightly knowing that he more than likely needed. Little did we know, we'd have a little visitor.

"There you two are! I was looking for you two lads."

"Becks?"

We looked up to see Miss Big time Becks standing in the entrance of the hallway, RAW Women's title in hand.

"Hey lad... you doing alright? I heard what happened... and I originally was gonna show up... but I knew I'd probably be... you know..."

"Yeah.. I get it... thanks..."

He smiled a little bit as the two fist bumped and Becky turned to me.

"So... three broken ribs huh?"

She said kneeling down next to me.

"Yeah... that was a rough night... for the both of us."