*Deans POV*
The attack with Seth and The Wyatt's was apparently a build-up to Hell in a Cell, but I knew Seths real intentions. He wanted to cause as much damage possible. It didn't help that Hell in a Cell was today, and Seth was probably in the gym rubbing baby oil on himself to impress Paige. Sure enough, when I peeked in the gym, Paige was concentrated on the treadmill while Seth was lifting weights, stopping occasionally to glance over at Paige to see if she was looking. I guess I must've been too slow, because Paige looked up and saw me. She smiled and waved, and I couldn't help but grin and wave back, knowing Seth was fuming. I decided to just drive down to the gym that was 12 minutes away from the hotel, because I think I'll barf if I have to see Seth making goo-goo eyes at Paige.
*Paiges POV*
After Dean left, I heard the sound of grunting and metal being set down. Internally sighing, I blasted the volume on my earphones, hoping Seth wouldn't bother me, but to no avail. He placed his hand on the arm of the treadmill and stared at me. After fidgeting uncomfortably, I powered off the treadmill, pulled out my earphones, and grabbed my water bottle. "What?" I asked, taking a gulp of ice cold water. "I just wanted to wish you good luck on your match tonight. Just don't make the wrong call on mine." He replies, winking. Don't you wink at me, Rollins, I think. "Well, thanks." I answer curtly. He looks at me, as if expecting me to wish him luck on his match. I pick up my things and walk out without another word.
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*3 hours later, Deans POV*
"Listen you got this, ok? Don't you worry, ok?" I was sitting in the locker room, with my head buried in my hands, while Roman tried to assure me everything was going to be alright.
This was more than just a match though. It was proving to Seth that I wouldn't play any of his games. "Ok, Roman." I stood up, shifting my weight back and forth to my feet. Not only was I out to prove a point, but I was out for revenge. I whipped my head to where Seth's theme was blaring, and Roman nodded. We started walking to the curtain, and Roman patted me on the shoulder before walking back to the locker room. After Seth's music died out, I glanced at the sound guy. He gave me a slight nod, before the dirty bass filled my ears. I stormed out into the arena, a wild, unhinged look in my eyes. This time, it wasn't for show.
*Paiges POV*
While I stood in the ring, fiddling with the ends of my black and white striped shirt, Dean began striding toward the ring, where Seth was leaning cockily on a turnbuckle. Being the guest referee, I was worried that Dean would be angry if Seth won because of me. Oh hush, I thought. That's ridiculous. After both boys were in the ring, and Lilian poured out the details, the bell rang, and the match was underway.
*2 minutes later*
"PEDIGREE! PEDIGREE TO AMBROSE!" I heard Cole shout. Seth rolled Dean over and covered him.
1...2...- "And a kickout by Ambrose."
Seth looked frustrated. He stood up and leaned close to my face. "Cmon, ref", Seth hissed. I counted perfectly normal, you slinthead, I thought to myself. My blood boiled as he spat the last word, and without thinking, I slapped him. "Aoh! Wha- Paige just slapped Seth!" I heard JBL pipe. Seth looked enraged, and looked like he was about to punch me, before Dean grabbed his shoulders, twisted him around, and delivered a solid Dirty Deeds. Dean messily pinned him.
1...2...3! Ding ding ding! The bell rang as I raised Deans arm high in the air. Seth crawled into the turnbuckle, gasping in surprise. Dean smiles, more genuine than I had ever seen. I turned to face the other side of the crowd, before I saw them all gasp and boo. I whipped around to see Seth kicking Dean in the canvas. I scrambled to pull Seth off of Dean, shoving him away. He smirked, as if to say "What's wrong?". I scowled at him, and checked on Dean. Seth stood there watching, until I glanced up at him, anger boiling in my eyes. He hurt Dean. Too many times for my liking. I stood up, walked over to him, and leaned into his face. "You get the hell out of this bloody ring." I spat. He smirk faltered a bit, but he still hopped out of the ring and walked backstage without a single word more. Dean was up by now, and trudged over to where I was. He smiled at me. "Damn."
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*Brays POV*
I stared at the crackling monitors angrily. I heard a door click behind me, and I whipped around. Rollins stood there, panting. "What happened out there?" I spat angrily. His eyebrows knitted together. "What do you think? That son of a-" all of a sudden a man, dressed in red, white, and blue, with swept back light brown hair, emerged through the door, and screamed "LANGUAGE." before disappearing as fast as he arrived. "Ok then.. anyway, Paige distracted me." Rollins replied simply. As if it didn't matter. "You don't get it, do you?" I laughed, echoing through the dark halls. (A/N MANIACAL LAUUUUUUGH)
Rollins looked up at me in confusion. "What?" "She embarrassed you, boy. Which means she embarrassed ME." I paced around in front of Rollins, before coming to a halt. "A plan." I spoke, barley a whisper. "What?" Rollins asked. I glared at him, annoyance and impatience dripping from my stare. "A plan, boy. Revenge for embarrassment." Rollins looked down, contemplating for a bit, before looking up at me, and nodding. "How?" I smiled W.I.C.K.E.Dly. This was going to be fun.
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A/N Whoever gets all the references (all 2 of them lol) will be my new best friend
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FanficSaraya-Jade, more often known as Paige, is a fierce Diva with a sweet personality. It's the one thing that has The Shield interested. As well as The Wyatt Family... CLIFFHANGER >:) (Dedicated to @rollinswifey)
