wanted. ↠ completed

twenty.

I wiped the tears off my face and grabbed my phone. I looked at my phone and I had a message from an unknown number.

Unknown: I need your help with something. please meet me at the closed off beach. You know the one at Broadway St. And please don't come anyone else but yourself. I'm not dangerous or anything, I just need to talk to you. Sent At 5:35 A.M

I wonder who sent me the message. Should I go? But I don't know who this is. I can't ask nobody for help because then they would want to come with me. I guess I'll go.

I went to my closet and grabbed some clothes. I put them on and put my sneakers on as well. I grabbed my key card and keys to the car. Then I ran out the house.

I began to text Dolph but then I bumped into someone. "Are you okay?" I looked up to see Dolph. "Yeah I'm fine. I just need to go somewhere real quick." I tried to say it as convincingly as possible while trying to walk past him. He grabbed my arm, "Where? I'll take you."

"No." I quickly responded, catching him off guard. He looked surprised by my answer. "I'm just going downstairs to the store."

"Okay? Just be careful." He smiled, sweetly as he let go of my arm. I smiled back and ran down the hall. I went down the steps and finally made to the lobby.

I went to the parking lot and got in my car.

At the beach

I've been here for 10 minutes and it kinda annoying me that whoever this person is, isn't here yet. I was waiting just outside of the closed parking lot sitting on the hood of my car.

Then I felt a hand on my waist. "Sasha?" The person asked as I jumped off the hood of the car. The voice was very familiar and had a very deep tone, sounding dark. I turned around to be scared by who it was.

He kept on walking forward and taking steps back. "I know you're scared right now," He put his hands up, still walking towards me but I kept backing away from him.

"But you have to let me explain myself." He continued, pleading with a sad expression. I fixed my glasses to make sure I had them on. I know I don't see things like this. This must be another dream.

He removed his hoodie and it frightened me even more. Not his face just by him being here. "Finn...h-how are you-

"That's why I needed you to come here. So I can explain." He said, running his hand through his hair. "No....there's no way you could be alive. I saw you in your coffin." I was freaking out.

"Can I explain?" He asked as I admired to his cute accent I haven't heard for a long time. I thought about it, for a few minutes until I came up with my answer. "Speak."

"Ok," He took a deep breath in and looked at me.

"I'm alive. Yep, it's pretty shocking since you and many others think I'm still dead. But I faked my death. No, the suicide attempt wasn't apart of my plan. I was trying to kill myself. My thoughts overpowered me and I couldn't control myself. And I knew seeing you would break my heart. Especially if you found another boyfriend. The only escape I thought about was death. And my mind thought of it as well. So yeah, I almost killed myself. I woke up in the hospital and I told the doctor to pretend I was dead. I couldn't bare to see you after what I did to you. So I faked my death and went back to Ireland. Ireland was my last resort because no longer want to die."

I felt the tears stream down my face. "Why? Why?" I pleaded, stabbing his chest with my fingers. "Why would you leave me like that? You know that needed you in my life. I just needed some time." I said, tears streaming down my face.

"I couldn't bare to see you, Sasha. I fucked up because of that stupid contest. You left me and I thought you were gone for good. I didn't think you would give me a second chance." He explained.

"5 months, Finn! You pretended you were dead for 5 months." I cried, looking at his eyes that were filled with complete sadness. "I know but I didn't want me to affect you and your career." He said as we stared into each other's eyes. "I couldn't live without you, Finn. I even thought of killing myself just to be with you. That's how desperate I was." I told him as he wiped the tears off my face.

"I'm sorry." He said as he pulled me into a hug. He wrapped his arms around me, tightly holding me as I buried my face in his chest. "I need your help, Sasha." He started, breaking the hug to look down at me. I looked at him while he wiped the remaining tears off my face, "I need you to help me get back into the WWE."

"Why don't you just go back?" I asked, stupidly, causing him to let out a subtle chuckle. "Because I want to make it a surprise."

Typical Finn. I sighed, "What do you want me to do?" I questioned and he weakly smiled. "When do you return?" He asked as I raised my eyebrow. "TLC."

"How about we plan something?" He smirked, deviously. I tilted my head, "You and I go for our championships. You go after Charlotte. And I go after, the bitch, Mike."

"Hmm....together or separate?" I asked, raising my eyebrow as he smiled, widely. "Together. We make a very good team." He spoke with his hand out. "How are we supposed to do that?" I asked confused. "You have to convince Triple H to make it a storyline." He explained and I nodded in agreement.

"And what I'm I supposed to say when he asks for my partner?"

"Tell him I'm a mystery partner. Triple H loves mysteries." He said with a slight chuckle, raising his eyebrow, still with his hand out. I sighed, "I guess so."

I shook his hand and we smiled at each other. "I know we just seen each other for the first time months but I want us just to be friends." I glared at him as he nodded. "I'll win your love back." He smiled and I giggled. "Yeah right."

"Never underestimate me, my love." He said making me giggle. "Whatever you say, deadman."

Finn's alive😲😲!!!! Stay tuned for the next chapter to see what happens next. Thank you so much for reading