Trust Comes First (A WWE Fanfic)

Chapter 33 Back to the Norm

2 Days Later

"Lila you coming to tape Main Event?" Seth poked his head out of the bathroom, barely audible over the toothbrush in his mouth.

"Uh probably after?" I answered, pulling a shirt over my head.

"You're not coming with us?" he asked, coming to stand in the doorframe.

He was bare chest, toothbrush sticking out of his mouth. I grabbed my leather jacket, slinging it over my shoulders and pulling my hair from underneath the collar.

"Seth this truce thing ends at the arena you do realize that?" I said gently, pushing up the sleeves.

"Oh I forgot about that. Have you decided what you're going to do?" he questioned, going back into the bathroom, spitting out the foam and rinsing.

"I have no idea." I admitted, leaning against the frame, arms crossed, "What would you do if you were me?"

HE wet his hair before facing me. He gave me a warm look, moving my hair off my shoulder. "He's your best friend Lila. Hear him out and then maybe decide what you're going to do."

I let out a sigh, hands flexing against my arms. I knew he was right but seeing Phil still brought a whole other world of hurt. I knew he was probably feeling the same way and it was probably worse for him. I had hid out in the bus for the last two days and hadn't talked to anyone besides Seth, Roman and Dean.

"It still freaking hurts." I admitted quietly.

"Of course it does. It won't go away till you know the truth." He nodded.

"You know I'm gonna miss your strange wisdom Seth." I smiled, reaching over and brushed away a bit of toothpaste from his beard.

"You could always stick around." He shrugged.

"Not while you're with the Authority. They did this to me Seth. I don't know how you can't see how corrupt they are." I argued, standing up in the doorway.

"You just have to give them a chance." He pleaded, "You're talented and with their help they could take you right to the top."

"I don't want to argue here Seth. I don't have it in me to argue with you." I shook my head.

"OK." He shut up instantly, "I don't want to argue either. Here we're just Seth and Lila."

"Just Seth and Lila." I agreed.

"Hey what about Dean?" Dean scoffed walking by, heading to his room.

"Fine and Dean too I guess." I sighed dramatically.

He turned backwards, ripping his shirt off and hitting me in the face with it. Pulling it off my face I whipped it back, hitting him in the back of the head. He let out a bark of laughter before digging in his bag.

"What an ass." I mumbled, walking into the living room.

"Who's an ass?" Roman asked, leaning by the door, ready to go, dressed in his Shield gear.

"Ambrose whipped me in the head with his shirt like a 5 dollar stripper!" I yelled out the last part, hearing his laughter floating through the bus.

The parking lot was full of cars for tonight's taping and I felt a stirring of excitement. I was only taping a promo for next week but I was feeling pretty confident. There wouldn't be too much drama until PPV Sunday. Seeing Roman dressed like that though reminded me like a slap in the face that he was still my enemy.