Toxic Valentine ► Seth Rollins

[o8] You Better Run

"I've got my hands full of unhealthy obsessions."

Carrie stepped out of the bathroom.

As she sat down on the empty bed, she realized that she wasn't in her own room, the one she was sharing with Savannah. She assumed she was in Colby's room, but since he left, she had no one to ask.

After glancing around the room to see if any of her things were there, she stood up and left. She just had to walk down the hall to find her room.

Carrie opened the door and was greeted by the TV playing a Disney movie, the volume louder than it needed to be. Savannah and Jessica were sitting on the bed, watching it. The bathroom door was closed, so someone must have been in there.

Upon hearing the door open, Savannah and Jessica both looked over. When she saw it was Carrie, Savannah stood up.

"Where have you been?" She asked, walking over to the singer. "You didn't come back last night, and you didn't answer my texts."

Carrie looked down at her phone. "Well, um, my phone died. Sorry."

She looked back up, and Jessica was giving her a look that said If you don't tell her, I will, meaning that she knew what had happened the night before.

As Carrie opened her mouth to speak again, the bathroom door opened and Lindsay walked out.

"What's going on?" She asked, instantly noticing the awkward silence filling the room.

"Carrie was gone all night," Savannah explained. "And she's about to tell us where she was."

"Oh." Lindsay walked past them, taking a seat on the other bed. "Go ahead, then."

Carrie rubbed the back of her neck. "Well... You guys know Colby, right?"

"Yes?" Savannah replied, frowning in confusion. A few seconds later, though, her eyes slowly began widening. "Carrie, no..."

"Um..."

"You didn't."

"I did..."

"What's going on?" Lindsay asked, looking between the two. "What did Carrie do? What does Colby have to do with any of this?"

Savannah spun around to face her. "Carrie slept with him!"

Lindsay's jaw dropped. "What?" She looked at Carrie, repeating, "What?"

Savannah was at a loss for words, so Jessica spoke up.

"What about Sam?"

Carrie ran a hand through her hair, sighing. "Oh, god. Sam..." She paused. "Well... I need to tell him. I'm seeing him next week, when we're in Tampa again. I'll tell him then."

"Why not now?" Savannah asked. She was still trying to process everything, so her question came out louder than she intended.

"I want to tell him in person," Carrie replied. "This isn't something you discuss over text."

Jessica nodded. Someone knocked on the door, and Savannah practically ran to answer it.

Violet walked in.

"Where the hell have you been?" Savannah asked.

Violet just smirked.

***

Saraya walked into the gym.

Well, it was more than a gym. It was The Black and The Brave Wrestling Academy. Colby had told her he'd be here, so here she was.

There were people in the ring, as well as outside it. Someone had heard the door open, and he began walking over to Saraya. Colby was The Black and this man was The Brave.

Saraya had met Marek Brave only a couple of times, whenever she was with Colby and he was meeting up with him.

"Hey," She greeted, giving him a smile.

"Hey," He said back. "Are you looking for Colby?" She nodded, and he pointed to the left side of the ring.

Colby was sitting there, his crutches next to him, as he watched the two people in the ring. He glanced over and saw Saraya, and he said something to the people around him. They all dispersed, and Colby grabbed his crutches and made his way over to her. Marek walked away, saying something softly to Colby as he made his way past.

Once Colby was close enough to hear her, Saraya said, "You have some explaining to do."

"What are you doing here?" He asked, frowning.

"You made a terrible mistake," She said. "And I need to know what happened so I can help you fix it."

"There's nothing to fix," He said.

"But how do I know there's nothing to fix if we don't talk about it?" She asked.

Colby sighed, walking past her. She turned and followed him outside.

"We got drunk and we slept together," He said. "That's all that happened."

"Have you talked to her yet?"

"Hell no."

"Why not?" She asked. "You need to talk to her at some point, Colby. She's probably freaking out right now because she has to tell her boyfriend she cheated on him. With you! And instead of being there, talking about this with her, you just left. And now you're here in Illinois, nowhere near Carrie. You fucked up, but you need to face the consequences."

He glared at her. "Is that all you had to say?"

"Yes."

"I know I fucked up, Raya," He said. "I always fuck up. I've never been able to fix it before; what makes you think this time is going to be any different?"

"Because Carrie knows that she did something wrong," Saraya explained. "When Zahra did all that crazy shit, she didn't think she was wrong. Your injury? That was an accident; it could have happened to anyone. Stop letting what happened in the past ruin your current friendship with Carrie." She sighed, putting her hands on her hips. "I need to go, Colby. I can't be late for the show tonight. You need to fix things."

Before he could respond, she turned around and walked away.

Colby walked back inside.

He knew Saraya was right; she always was.

But he didn't know how to fix it.

It wasn't like his injury; he couldn't just go get surgery to fix it. He couldn't have a doctor tell him what was wrong and how to fix it. This was Carrie. This was someone had had considered a really good friend, someone he enjoyed being around.

He had ruined their friendship the second she kissed him, because he didn't try stopping her; it didn't matter that they were both drunk. He should've realized the impact this would have on them.

Even if he called her right now, though, he had no idea what he would say.

I'm sorry for sleeping with you?

He wasn't sure if he should apologize, or if he should try explaining what happened. Not to mention, she was probably upset that he left without saying anything. He didn't even say goodbye.

He really did need to call her, but until he knew what he was going to say, it would have to wait.

***

Two people said that Violet reminded them of Jack Barakat haha :) I think I had him in mind without even realizing it when I wrote about her, but now I can think of him on purpose. xD

Saraya is calling Colby out for fucking up aye

Well, let me know what you thought! :)

(Whoa, would you look at that? This story is entered in the Wattys. I wonder who could have done that? :P)