Trust Comes First (A WWE Fanfic)

Chapter 32 Old Habits Die Hard

   I was disoriented when I woke up in pitch black. There was a clock on the side table and I frowned, knowing I didn't own a clock like that. With a start I remembered I was in the Shield's bus. Feeling rested I saw it was almost 10 in the evening. I heard voices and I knew it was most likely what woke me up. Slipping from the covers I cracked the door open.

"There you guys are!" I recognized Seth's voice, "I was wondering where you guys went after promo."

"Stay quiet Seth." Roman rumbled, voice slightly annoyed.

"Why?"

"Someone's sleeping."

"No one's sleeping. You and Dean are..." he trailed off, "Is there someone else here?"

I slipped out from the room, walking into the hall. My hair had dried into their natural curls and were all over the place. I walked out into the living room, Roman noticing me first. Seth had his back towards me and Dean was sitting on the table. Roman gave me a reassuring smile and I tried to give one back. Seth turned and his mouth dropped open, obviously not expecting me.

"Hi." I pressed my lips in a thin line, feeling awkward.

"HI back." He copied me, using what I always said.

The silence stretched on between the four of us and I scratched my head. Roman was watching me and Seth stare at each other and Dean was watching Roman. The tension continued until it was almost unbearable.

"This is awkward." I blurted, not able to handle it anymore.

"I just uh..." Seth started, rubbing his hand on his chest, "Was not expecting you."

"Ya me neither." I admitted, eyebrows raised.

"Are you feeling better from this afternoon?" he asked, getting a puzzled look from Roman and Dean both.

"NO." I answered honestly, "But I will be."

"Are we missing something here?" Dean cut in, glancing from me to Seth.

"Seth brought me to John and Nikki after my confrontation with Punk." I explained, not wanting to give details.

"Ah." Dean nodded, as though that was the answer he was expecting.

The silence came back and I sat on the couch, feeling more awkward than ever. The TV was on and I watched it, not even caring what was on. Roman came and sat next to me, handing me the remote.

"Are you hungry?" he questioned, feet on the table.

"Are you trying to make me fat?" I threw back, giving him a smirk.

Seth snorted out a laugh and I let one out too. They were still just sitting around in silence and I knew this wasn't how the atmosphere usually was. My hair was super fluffy and I pulled it into a side braid, taking the elastic Roman offered from his wrist. Finally I had enough.

"Ok you guys are freaking me out. I know this isn't how you usually are so please just do what you normally do. This is really killing me here with this damn silence." I exclaimed, facing all of them.

Dean had his beer half raised to his lips and Seth was in the fridge grabbing himself one. Roman was just sitting next to me, not moving a muscle and I sank back into the couch, putting my feet up. Suddenly Seth leapt over the back of the couch flopping into the seat between me and Roman, narrowly missing my head. Handing me a beer he took the top off before tapping my bottle with his.