Death Of Peace Of Mind || Dominik Mysterio

NO SHAME

Once the locker room doors shut after Dominik made his exit, my eyes returned to my older sister looking back at me inquisitively. 

"Um, Dom and I just kissed." I word vomited before she could even speak. "He kind of just kissed me, I didn't exactly stop him. He was saying a lot of things too and it kind of just happened, I don't know." I spoke frantically, not realizing I was pacing back and forth. I glanced over at her once more, only to see her grinning from ear to ear.

"Why are you smiling like that?" I asked, quirking an eyebrow as I stopped in my tracks and face her.

She started breaking out in laughter, holding her side as she threw her head back. 

"Demi what is so funny? I just told you Dominik and I kissed and you're laughing!? I'm serious!" I whined, only making her laugh harder. She finally gained her composure before looking at me again. 

"It's about damn time that boy grew a pair." She stated simply, before laughing again, her response causing me an even greater state of confusion. 

"What do you-" she cut me off.

"Dom Dom has be into you for a couple years now sis," She laughed. "I can't believe it took him this long to do something about it. Or for you to catch on." She shook her head.

"There's no way he's into me Demi." I scoffed, crossing my arms over my chest. "It's a game from him, just judging off the things he's said."

"Oh? like what?" she asked.

"Um," I choked out. "Just, some things..." I trailed off, his words replaying over and over through my mind. 

"Right, well we've all seen it coming. We've been waiting for far too long for him to man up." She laughed. "Whether it's real or just a game, just give the boy what he wants so he can stop being so uptight." She shrugged, my eyes going wide.

"Excuse me? What am I to just throw myself at every man that wants a turn just to make them happy?" I asked, clearly offended by her suggestion.

"No Laney, that's not what I'm saying." She sighed. "Ever since you came around Dom has been extra broody, uptight, and honestly just annoying to be around. Maybe if something happened between you to, he'd chill the fuck out." 

"Demi, I love you. But that is absolutely not happening." I stated without hesitation. "I haven't become one of these wrestlers little on the road booty call yet and that's not about to change." I turned around and walk over to my station, sitting down with my arms still hugging my chest. 

She let out another sigh before getting up and sitting in the seat across from me. "Just think about it at least" she pleaded, earning an eyeroll in response from me. 

~*~

It was the end of the night, and I was finally making my way back to my hotel room. RAW went just as planned. Liv Morgan jumped Demi in the back hallways, selling the scene causing her serious harm, therefor putting Demi's career on hold. 

After I had gotten everyone ready for their promos earlier on in the night, I wasted no time in packing up my things and heading out. After my interaction with Dominik and the rather annoying conversation with my sister, I really just wanted to be alone. 

I exited the hotel elevator and started making my way down the hallway towards my room. My eyes traveled up from the floor and stared down the hallway, that's when my heart dropped into my stomach. Bent over in front of the room to my door was a hooded figure, dressed head to toe in black, minus a dark purple bandana covering their face. I gasp escaped my lips, drawing their attention to me. I clearly surprised them, as they took off sprinting before I could even have the chance to stop them. 

I stood frozen in time, terrified to move a muscle. I took a couple deep breathes to calm myself before slowly and cautiously making my way up to my door. Once I finally reached it, I looked down and noticed a brown paper bag with writing on it. 

"Sleep tight, mi amor."

My breathe was caught in my chest once again, tears brimming my eyes. I desperately tried to ground myself, to work up the courage to look into the bag. Once I finally did the panic started to rise. In the bag was a box of peppermint tea, and a bag of popcorn. 

This person, this stalker...Knew. He knew my nightly routines. He knew where I was staying since he scared me out of my own home. My own shaky hand covered my trembling lips, muffling the terrified sobs that were threatening to spill out. I quickly slipped my phone out of my pocket and dialed Demi's number, needing her there to pull me from the ever-rising panic attack.

I paced the hallway as I impatiently waited for her to answer, but to my surprise Buddy picked up. 

"Hey Laney, Demi is medical. Where you at?" Buddy asked when he answered the call.

"H-hi Buddy." I spoke just barely above a whisper. "Um, is she okay?" I asked, trying to distract myself from my own predicament.

"Actually, I don't think so. Her and Liv both missed a mark, I think Liv accidentally actually hurt her shoulder. Docs saying it's a good thing she's taking time off for the wedding, and that it wouldn't be a terrible idea to find an arm sling that matches her dress." Buddy sighed on the other end. My panic only began to get worse; I was one loud noise or terrible thought away from a pull blown panic attack in the middle of the hallway.

"Delaney, are you okay? You sound. Not good?" He questioned. 

I cleared my throat. "Yeah, I um." I let out a shaky breath, tears beginning to fall freely. "Something happened, I just needed her here." I explained, each word faltering more than the last as the anxiety begin to take over my actions. 

"You sound like you're having one of your panic attacks, is that what's happening D?" He questioned, worry thick in his voice. 

"I, um yeah." I managed to answer through tears. 

"Fuck, okay." I could tell he began to panic on the other end, knowing his fiancé was one of the only people able to pull me from this state.

"Fuck, shit. okay. Look I think Dominik is staying in the same hotel as you. I'll get your room number from Demi and send him there, just breathe." And the call went dead before I could protest.