Something About This Night..

In The Wake Of Chaos.

A small whimper was all the noise that came from a dimly lit, cold hotel room. A young british woman crawled across the floor in search for the source of the only shimmer of light radiating off of her cell phone. Her arm was draped over her abdomen, her body felt close to broken, spirit all but destroyed. But, amidst all the pain and strife, a song began to play on her phone, a familiar song that signified only one thing; April was calling.

The British woman was known on WWE Television as Paige, the pale, raven haired badass who didnt take no for an answer, and always got what she wanted. Outside of the ring, her name was Saraya-Jade Bevis. "E-ello?" There was no possible way that Saraya would be able to hide the utter pain, and shame from her lover of three months. Just hours ago, Saraya was in the ring and she took a bump, or fall off of the top rope down to the floor, bashing her frontside completely off of it. She remembers hearing the screams from her in ring opponent, Becky Lynch, to get up and fight back. The match was scheduled to go in Saraya's favor, but the journey there seemed impossible by that point.

"Where the hell are you and why are you not getting medical attention?!" April was a former WWE Diva, she held the coveted Divas Championship for two hundred and ninety five days, a record that held true up until it was recently broken. The two women had been seeing each other for some time now, keeping it a secret due to public scrutiny and potentially affecting Saraya's career. "Please buzz me in, I'm here to help you.." The concern from Aprils voice was pouring out in droves, this was not like Saraya to not call April after an event.

Paranoia was setting in for both young women, and for different reasons. Saraya was worried about her body, the pain she was in was immense, if something like an injury can cripple her to the point of not moving? It had to be incredible. The night was seemingly eternal, the darkness covered the giant hotel that Saraya was currently in. April ran to the front desk after Saraya didnt speak at all, "Please tell me you can let me into a room...its an emergency!" April had moved the phone from her face by this point, she knew she was being loud, but if it meant she could help keep Saraya healthy? She didnt care if it meant fighting people, she would do it and succeed.

The woman behind the counters name is Pamela, she spoke in a typical front desk worker tone, "Please calm down..which room would you like to get into? Is someone in danger?" Saraya by this point had yanked herself onto the bed and propped her broken body up against the love seat. She was in a pitch black sports bra and leggings. The comfiest of comfy clothes that she owned. Since the room was so dark, Saraya could not see that she had giant red marks all over the left side of her rib cage.

"Its on the thirty third floor. Just gimme the damn key and let me in! I have to get in there my girlfriend is in trouble!" April was not the biggest person in the world, standing a itty bitty five feet two inches, when she lost her temper, it usually was followed by some sort of action due to people not reacting to her words the first time. Saraya let out a grunt and grabbed the hotel corded phone, she called down to the front desk and Pamela answered, "What can I do for you Miss Bevis?" April's eyes opened wide, the tears were beginning to well up immensely in a tornado of emotions. "I'll send her right up, ma'am." Pamela hung the phone out and carefully sorted through the folder of keycards looking for Saraya's.

"Thank you." April reached her tiny body over the counter and yanked the card away, turning quickly and power walking towards the elevators. Saraya was still trying to stay upright in her room, the pain felt like it would consume her whole body. Every move felt like a million needles being plunged inside of her. Saraya scrunched her nose and leaned forward, holding her gut with her tiny little hand. April was anxiously watching each light of the elevator come up, then dim away as she rose up in the building like there's no tomorrow.

Ding. The loud noise that the elevator made indicating that April had arrived all the way up on the thirty third floor. She ran like a bat out of hell, scurrying around the long hallways searching for the room that her beaten up girlfriend currently was in. God forbid anyone were to leave their room right now, April would not stop, she would more than likely barrel straight over them without a second thought.

After finding the room in the amount of time that felt like a millennium, she slid the key inside of the door and the green light lit up, the door was unlocked. April ran inside quickly, not even shutting the door behind her. She ran straight to a black figure sitting in a love seat all alone, "Saraya..Baby. Hey, its me.." April dropped in front of Saraya, sitting on her knees. Her little hands and tiny fingers found a home wrapped around one of Saraya's hands. "Where is it..where does it hurt.." the tears in April's eyes were beginning to become too much to hold inside of her. Like a slow avalanche, the tears began to stream down April's little cheeks. Slowly, almost methodically, Saraya began to lean back in the seat. She was still working on the strength to speak and move at the same time. The air in her lungs was almost fighting her, it felt like and internal conflict inside of her lungs. April squirmed her little self forward more, spreading Saraya's legs and placing both her hands on the pale Brits thighs. "Please talk to me, I cant take this silent treatment anymore." The light from the hallways finally exposed the giant welts on Saraya's pale figure. 

"I..took a bump.." Saraya's tiny little voice was about as broken and quiet as it could possibly could be. The simplicity in her answer would not suffice April's fears of something more severe. But nevertheless, April would not confront her girlfriend on the subject. "Alright, alright..Let me get you ice, please dont fight me, cause this is happening.." April began to slowly stand. But before she stood, Saraya's arms wrapped around April's tiny figure. Her head fell forward, colliding with the little womans stomach. April placed her hands on Saraya's head, running her fingers through the raven haired woman's locks. "Please..let me do this..I will grab some excedrin, and we'll get you some food..okay?" "I'm sorry, Ape.." Saraya's quiet voice was a little louder than it was a few moments ago, but still not reaching a normal speaking tone. April had to pull herself off of Saraya and scurry over to the fridge that the room had in it, grabbing a towel and placing several ice cubes in it. She then went into the bathroom and grabbed a bottle of excedrin and ran back out.

 Setting the stuff on the coffee table, April popped the bottle open and grabbed two little white pills. "Take these..please.." Saraya's actions almost appeared to be that of a ninety year old woman, but with the amount of pain that she was in, moving quickly was nowhere near possible. She softly, and carefully grabbed the two pills with her little fingers. Her chipped black nail polish also was a sign that she was not herself, Saraya as of late hated her nails to look half-assed. April guided her hand to Saraya's, helping her move towards her mouth as she popped both pills in and swallowed extremely hard. The ice was next. The only problem? Saraya was in just a sports bra still, her bare abdomen was going not prepared to have ice pressed up against it. 

"Please dont jump, it..it wont hurt. Okay?" April whispered to her British lover and knew that she was lying..a bit. As soon as the ice was pressed to Saraya's body, a loud shriek came flying out of her lips. Partially due to the fact that pressure from an unknown force cause pain, but also because there was bare ice pressed up against her body. April had no idea what to do to react, the feeling in the pit of her stomach was on the brink of becoming sick from stress. April leaned up to her girlfriends face, whispering to her, "Hush little baby.." She leaned forward more until their lips crashed together.