D A I S Y

finale ; you wish

[ DAISY ]

  "Sami, I am a lot of things but I'm not dumb nor am I stupid. And I don't like it when you make me feel as if I am such things," I whispered in the dark, my bat slithering behind me as I got closer to his body, chained to the wall. 

  " Daisy? "

" Yes, Sami. "

  I kicked a plate that was on the ground, enjoying the emergency red light hanging off the ceilling above us and crouched down in front of Finn's tired and sweaty body with a smirk on my lips. I ran my bat up his abdomen and to his torso before forcing him to face me by plating it under his chin. 

  "What does Bailey have that I don't have, Sami?" I whispered against his ear, ignoring the way he tried to squirm away from me. A smirk crossed my lips and I let a small kiss on his earlobe before looking him in the eye, "Tell me, please. I want to know."

  Sami shook his head, his eyes closed firmly, "Leave Bailey out of this, please. She has nothing to do with this."

  I stood up quickly, throwing my bat to the side as I looked around, trying to bottle in my emotions for security purposes. Sami couldn't know how much his words and actions affected me, he didn't deserve to; he didn't deserve me.

  Crouching down again, I ran my hand through his hair and chuckled when he moved his head away, looking away from me in a pure display of fear, "Au contraire, mon amour. Bailey is this," I ran my finger down the side of his neck, smirking at the goosebumps growing on his skin, "If only she didn't exist, if only you didn't like her the way you do... If only you liked me."

  Our eyes met and I planted a small kiss over his lips before standing up, listening to Baron's steps behind me. A small, sad smile grew on my lips as soon as my best friend's hand met my shoulder, his fingers caressing my skin in a simple show of affection.

  I cherished Baron. I liked how much of a softie he was with me.

  "Here," he handed me the knife and I looked at it before taking it from his hand and moving it in front of my face, reflecting the red light with the spotless blade, "I'll be outside."

  Baron let go of me with a simple kiss on the top of my head and walked away, letting me stand silently with my eyes set on Sami's eyes. Everything around me froze and I crouched down, moving the knife from side to side near Sami's face with a small smile on my face.

  "Hey, Daisy!" Baron called, causing me to turn around to look at him, "How do you like Egypt?"

  For a second I just stared at him before smiling brightly with a nod, "I like the sound of it. Buy me a swimsuit and I'll meet ya' there."

  Baron sent a wink my way and that was the last I saw of him. After the incident, I never saw his face not on television or even on the internet; Baron Corbin dissapeared off of every data base I was aware of and even though I digged a lot, he simply didn't exist. Some reports explictly read he had died in Iraq but I never allowed myself to believe it for Baron was my best friend and life was hard enough with his absence - it'd be worse with his death carved in my brain.

  Some nights I woke up sweating and shaking, crying out his name while sobs kept me from breathing right. I couldn't think straight sometimes and for a while I blamed it on his absence before I realized it was my fault. I was the damaged one; he was just my loyal sidekick who then moved one to bigger, better things. 

  I hoped he was happy with all my heart.

  When my eyes met Sami's I knew what I had to do because the tears rolling down his eyes broke me apart from the inside out, carving my heart with his sorrow. He thought I was going to kill him, but it was obvious I wasn't going to do it; I loved him.

  "I dreamt about you last night," I whispered in his ear, knowing he was then too tired to move or try to squirm away from me, "A big smile on your face with little replicas of you running around my long skirt."

" Nice dream "

" I know "

  I licked the blade of the knife before forcing Sami to look at me, his light eyes meeting mine in complete desperation. For a second, I was taken back from how emotional he was being but then I remembered how Bailey was everything he wanted and how he loved her and only her and I decided I shouldn't feel bad for him. He deserved it.

  "You lost your smile," I whispered as I touched his cheeks, staring at the small crease from how damn much he used to smile.

  "It's your fault," he whispered, closing his eyes.

  A smirk grew on my lips as I approached his face with the knife, "Oh, I'll fix it then."

  That night was also the last night I saw Sami Zayn. He didn't dissapear off television and neither did he coward up in his house, as a matter of fact he became an impressive talker and owned himself a big spot in the WWE years after.

   A permanent smile on his face, not as goofy as it used to be but close enough, gave him everything he would be able to achieve with his cute persona. He had to thank me for the nice touch I gave him, but he'd never get the oportunity to. Even so, he mentioned me in interviews as wasted talent. And told the small amount of moments we shared with a glint in his eyes that I was familiar with.

   He liked me. But he was too late.

  " Now you can smile, f o r e v e r "

E N D 

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