Not the only lunatic

{9} Revenge in Sight

I woke up at 7am, my body still aching from the brutal beating I had taken at the hands of the Shield. But I knew I couldn't afford to let my injuries hold me back. I had to be ready for the next time they came after me, and I had to be at 100%.

I slowly got out of bed, wincing in pain as I moved. My muscles were sore, my joints aching, but I pushed through the discomfort. I had to be strong, I had to be focused.

I made my way to the bathroom, splashing some water on my face to wake myself up. I looked in the mirror, my eyes locking onto my reflection. I was a mess, my face bruised and swollen, my eyes sunken from lack of sleep. But I didn't let that deter me. I knew I had to push through the pain, to rise above it.

I took a deep breath, steeling myself for the day ahead. I had a plan to put into action, a plan to take down the Shield and make them pay for what they had done to me. And I was determined to see it through, no matter what it took.

I made my way to the hotel gym, my body protesting with every step. But I pushed through the pain, knowing that I had to be in top physical condition if I was going to take on the Shield.

As I began to work out, my muscles screaming in protest, I felt a surge of adrenaline coursing through my veins. I was determined, I was focused, and I was ready to take on whatever the Shield threw my way.

I spent the next few hours in the gym, pushing myself to my limits. I ran, I lifted, I stretched, and I sweated. And with every rep, every set, I felt myself getting stronger, getting faster, getting more determined.

By the time I finished my workout, I was exhausted, but I was also exhilarated. I knew I was on the right track, I knew I was getting closer to my goal. And I was ready to take on whatever the Shield had in store for me.

I made my way back to my room, my body aching but my mind clear. I knew what I had to do, and I was ready to do it. I was ready to take down the Shield, and I was ready to make them pay for what they had done to me.

I sat down on the bed, my eyes locked onto my phone. I had a plan, and I was ready to put it into action. I was ready to take on the Shield, and I was ready to come out on top.

I took a deep breath, my mind racing with possibilities. I was a force to be reckoned with, and I was ready to show the Shield just what I was capable of.

 I stepped into the shower, letting the warm water wash away the sweat and fatigue of my workout. I closed my eyes, feeling the water massage my muscles, and let out a deep sigh. I was determined to take down the Shield, and I was ready to do whatever it took to make it happen.

After my shower, I changed into a pair of comfortable sweats and a random t-shirt I found in my bag. I was just about to sit down on the bed and start planning my next move when I heard a rapid knock on my door. I froze, my heart racing with anticipation. Who could it be?

I heard footsteps hurrying away from the door, and I quickly got up to investigate. I looked through the peephole, but there was no one there. I opened the door and poked my head out, looking left and right, but the hallway was empty. I was about to step back into my room when I looked down and saw a vase with red roses on the floor. Next to the vase was a note that read: "This is a sorry for what we had to do yesterday - The Shield, but mostly Roman :)".

I felt a surge of anger and confusion. What kind of game were they playing? Did they really think a bouquet of flowers and a half-hearted apology would make up for what they had done to me? I grabbed the vase and card, and stepped back into my hotel room, my mind racing with questions and doubts.

I set the vase down on the dresser, staring at the roses and the note. Roman's smiley face at the end of the message seemed to mock me, and I felt a wave of anger wash over me. How could they be so flippant about what they had done? Did they really think I would just forgive and forget?

I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down. I knew I had to stay focused, to keep my eyes on the prize. I couldn't let the Shield's games get to me. I had a plan, and I was going to see it through, no matter what.

I looked at the roses again, and a cold, calculated smile spread across my face. This was just the beginning. The Shield thought they could play games with me, but they had no idea what they were up against. I was Verena, and I was not to be underestimated. Bring it on, I thought, my eyes locked onto the note. Bring it on.

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did the shield really mean the apology or was it js a mind game?!!

also this is a shorter chapter sry but it will get good the next chapter.

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