Trust Comes First (A WWE Fanfic)

Chapter 99 Dropping A Bomb

Next Morning

The alarm was blaring as I cracked my eyes open, the first thing I see being Roman's face, still sleeping. I had no idea how he was sleeping through my alarm and I rolled slightly, bringing my hand over and grabbing my phone, turning the alarm off. It was 6 am and I only had about 5 hours of sleep after everything last night. I groaned, rubbing a hand over my eyes before letting out a yawn, mouth stretched open wide. I picked Roman's arm off of me before getting up, grabbing some clothes and heading to the kitchen area of the bus. Turning the coffee pot on I jumped when I saw the feet sticking off the end of the couch, covered in a blanket. Leaving my clothing on the counter I walked over seeing the scruffy copper hair buried in the arm rest. My eyes were barely open as I toddled over, barely awake. Touching his shoulder I shook him gently, seeing his head jerk up, eyes bleary as he found my face.

"Have you been out here all night?" I asked, voice raspy.

"I was watching TV," he nodded, voice deep and sleepy, "I guess I passed out."

"Go to bed. It's super early and you're going to get a crick in your neck if you sleep on the couch any longer." I told him, heading back to the kitchen.

"Why are you up and do I smell coffee?" he asked, sitting up, blanket falling down to reveal his bare chest.

"I have an interview with Dolph and I gotta go soon." I grumbled, pouring myself a cup and adding sugar and cream.

"This early?"

"I gotta be there for 7, interviews at 8." I yawned before taking a sip of my coffee, feeling it warm me.

Taking another sip I headed to the bathroom as Dean went to his bedroom, dropping face first onto the bed. I jumped in the shower, taking the world's fastest shower before jumping right back out. Using the blow drier I defused my hair, letting it dry into natural curls, leaving the rest to the make-up team. Doing a simple wing look and a red lip I got dressed, wearing grey leggings with a red tank top. Pulling on a thigh length black cardigan I cinched the waist with a black belt and pulled on my black leather boots, the heel covered in studs. Leaving the bathroom I finished my coffee quickly before putting more in a travel mug and adding the cream and sugar. It was quarter to seven when I grabbed my phone, keys and sunglasses before walking out of the bus and nearly bouncing off of Dolph. He had black jeans, white s-shirt and a black blazer on, hair tied in a bun, and sunglasses almost matching mine.

"You look gorgeous." He commented as we walked to the SUV WWE had provided us.

"You haven't seen the bags under my eyes yet." I yawned, slipping into the passenger seat.

"Oh trust me, I'm almost positive that you would look just as gorgeous with bags." He teased and I shook my head, leaning back in the seat.

It wasn't a long drive to the studio and we were there by 7 on the dot. Following Dolph we made our way to the arena someone finding us instantly. Being here was bringing back all the nerves and as I pushed my glasses on my head I knew the apprehension was apparent on my face. Dolph grabbed my hand as he looked back, staying right next to me as they took us to hair and make-up. As I walked in the room I had a jolt of realization, looking around the room as someone started on my hair.

"You look ready to bolt Lila, don't go pulling a runner on me now." Dolph grinned, someone working on his make-up.

"Man I have been here before." I laughed, catching his gaze in the mirror, "I'm almost 100% sure that this was the same place Roman and I came. That interview I was telling you about before."