T W E N T Y - S I X

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"How's your back feeling?" Finn questioned, walking into the room and sitting on the edge of the bed. Sasha glanced at him before looking back at the TV, "Fine." She responded with the same answer she has been giving him for the past two weeks.

He noticed that she looked at him but quickly looked away and he took it in a negative way. But really, she didn't mean it like that this time.

She couldn't dare make eye contact with him since the only thing she sees when she looked at him is herself kissing Enzo. And it's a very horrible vision to see when you look at another man, especially someone she had feelings for.

"So you'll be getting back in the ring soon, right?" He asked, trying to create a conversation with her as her eyes darted back to his. She sighed, rubbing her forehead, trying not to make eye contact with him, "I want to get back in the ring right now—

"Alright then, let's go." He got up from the bed, gesturing for her to get up. She removed her head to meet his gaze with a clueless and confused expression evident on her face, "What?"

Finn let out a sigh, a grin slowly forming on his lips, knowing that he surprised her with his sentence, "I said let's go. We're leaving." He repeated once again, as he gestured for her to get up but she stood in the position she was in.

"Where are we going?" She asked, confused and he removed the blankets from on top of her. "Somewhere to exercise. You need to get back in shape before you get back in the ring-

"But I'm still injured." She cut him off before he could finish and he furrowed his eyebrows as his lips bent into a straight line. "Didn't you just say that you were fine?" He mimicked her tone, asking the question as her expression remained the same.

She didn't reply since she knew he was right, "Exactly, but like I was saying, I want to get you back in the ring and I know you want to, too. So get your ass up and get dressed."

Her eyes widened in shock at his words, "Excuse me?" She questioned, making sure he was speaking to her like that. "I said, get your ass up and get dressed." He repeated in a serious tone, letting out a breath as he spoke.

She narrowed her eyes, angrily glaring at him. She stood in the same position in the bed and after a couple of seconds, he let out a sigh, "I thought you wanted to get back in the ring right now."

"Of course I do, but I didn't mean it literally," She responded and Finn let out an unamused chuckle. He never remembered her being this confusing, "I meant that I missed wrestling, not that I'm ready to start it again,"

"And why is that?" He asked, leaning against the wall beside him and staring at her. She shrugged, "I don't want to hurt my back more than what it is, Finn."

"So what?" He questioned with his eyebrow raised, which left her a bit confused. "You're going to wait two or three months until it's fully healed?" She looked at him and opened her mouth to respond but she didn't have an answer, "C'mon, Sasha, you can't keep your mind set on waiting. You have to start training from now."

"But what happens if I hurt my back when I'm training?" She asked with less aggression in her voice. "That won't happen." He stated, confidently, and with a cute, dazzling smile. Sasha furrowed her eyebrows and crossed her arms against her chest, her eyes infatuated with that smile he had, "And what makes you so sure?"

A laugh escaped his lips and his smile grew, "Cause' I'm the one who's going to be training you." He replied, nicely which made her smile. "And what if I don't want you to train me?" She asked, jokingly because, for some reason, she wanted him to train her and to help her improve before she goes back.

"Here's the thing, sweetheart. You don't have a choice," He responded, smiling widely as he stared at the beautiful smile that was placed upon her lips. "I'm not that bad of a trainer, anyway. I mean I trained Becky and she isn't bad at all,"

Sasha gave him a look, pausing everything momentarily before letting out a deep sigh, "Fine. Let's go." Sasha spoke as she gestured for him to help her up and he quickly did. She walked to her bag and took out her clothes,

"Are you sure you want to go train?" Finn questioned, playfully and only joking around as she turned around and gave him a dumb look. "Really, Finn?"

"I'm only playing with you, love." He replied with a grin and she found herself smiling at him. "You better be."



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