Trust Comes First (A WWE Fanfic)

Chapter 100 Try To Save Him

   Walking inside the bus I was surprised to see everyone up, only being 10 in the morning. They were still half dressed but they were all awake and their heads turned to see me. Grabbing a clip from the cupboard I twisted my hair, clipping it on the back of my head.

"You have that look on your face that I hate. What's bothering you?" Roman asked, standing up and walking over.

"You can't even see my face Roman I have sunglasses on." I commented, adjusting the sling.

"Don't change the subject. Is this about the Punk thing?" he questioned, and I pursed my lips slightly, "It is isn't it?"

"I need to talk to him. I get that he hates me almost as much as I can't stand him but I need to talk to him right now." I shook my head, turning to go.

"What are going to say to him Lila?" Seth asked, looking over the back of the couch.

"I don't know Seth ok?" I nearly shouted before calming myself down, "I don't know. I just gotta go."

I didn't give them any time to stop me, walking out of the bus and walking towards Phil's bus. It had been such a long time since I was there and I was nervous as I knocked on the door, hoping he was alone. The door opened and I stepped back seeing his face go from slightly sleepy to completely frozen. I thought I knew what I was going to say but it flew out the window the minute I met his eyes.

"I had a feeling you would be showing up here sooner or later." He sighed, raking his fingers through his hair, "I watched your interview this morning."

"Oh ya." I nodded, thankful I had shades on, "Can we talk?"

"Sure come in." he opened the door wider.

"Uh maybe I shouldn't come in." I shook my head, glancing over my shoulder.

"Lila please just come in. I swear I won't come anywhere near you if that's what's bothering you." He pleaded, sounding like the person I knew.

I took a deep breath and walked inside, brushing slightly against him as I walked into the bus. Sitting on the edge of the couch I waited till he sat across from me, keeping a fair amount of distance between us.

"I could see in your face that you had no idea what happened last night at Wrestlemania." He began, shutting the TV off, leaving us in silence.

"I was a little busy." I shrugged my good shoulder, "Are you going to marry her?"

"I don't know Lila but I do love her." He admitted, leaning his elbows on his knees.

"I get that ok I really do but she's not good for you and I know that I am the last person that should get to tell you that but she isn't." I nearly pleaded, seeing him turn to me.

"Can you at least take off the sunglasses when you talk to me?" he asked quietly, eyes looking hurt.

I didn't want to but if I was going to do this the least I could do was look him in the eyes. Turning I tugged them off, placing them on the table before turning to find his eyes.

"Lila I am lost without you." He blurted out, catching me off guard, "I have never been dependant on anyone but I'm literally in the dark without you."

"Phil..." I groaned, pressing my hand to my forehead.

"Please just listen." He begged, turning towards me, "You left and I was so angry because you chose Roman over me but I get it now alright. It is so hard to walk away from someone who has always been a part of your life but you can't see it can you? Roman is as bad for you as AJ is for me."

"Roman isn't bad for me Phil. He's everything to me." I argued, keeping my voice calm, "Without him I wouldn't have anything I wouldn't be anyone without him."

"I watch Rollins carry you out of that ring because of Roman," he shot back, eyes worried, "I watched as you got thrown around like a rag doll in that ring because of Roman. That was torture for me, can't you understand, to watch you get hurt. I care so much about you and seeing you like that was almost more than I could bear."

I was silent as I listened to him plead with me and I almost caved, my heart aching. Letting out a shaky breath Phil slid forward, taking my hand in his hesitantly. It was the first contact we had in a long time but it felt almost foreign to me now.

"You say you care Phil and I would believe you if I could but this is coming from the same person that helped AJ get 6 woman to gang up on me, "I said softly, seeing the guilt in his eyes, "How could I trust you when you easily did that to someone you claim to love? On top of that the person you said was bad for me was the one who came out and defended me."

"Because you are right." He replied, "AJ is bad for me. She made it seem like it was the right thing to do at the time but once it was over I knew I made a mistake. I haven't given AJ an answer yet. I'll say no and leave her if you just come back."

"That's not fair Phil." I shook my head, pulling my hand from his, "You can't expect me to leave Roman, Seth and Dean."

"I'm sorry for everything I did Lila. At Halloween I wasn't thinking straight, I just wanted you back so bad that I wasn't thinking straight. I know it's not an excuse but please Lila, please don't do this to us. I think this is our last chance and if this doesn't work than I don't know what I'm going to do."

I had no idea that my heart could feel this bad and I blinked rapidly, the tears pooling in my eyes. The hurt in his eyes was killing me but I couldn't help what I wanted. Squeezing my eyes shut I blew out a breath before finding his face.

"I'm sorry Phil but I can't," I croaked, throat tight as I watched his heart break in his eyes, "Leaving them would be the death of me. I hope things work out for you, I really do."

"I guess I'll give AJ her answer tonight then."

Grabbing my sunglasses I shoved them on my face, walking out of the bus. Striding across the parking lot I nearly jogged to the bus, ripping open the door and sitting on the steps, breathing heavily. I did my best to compose myself before getting up and walking in, seeing Dean flipping channels on the TV. He turned with a smirk before seeing my face and frowning.

"What the hell did he do?" he asked instantly, getting to his feet.

"It's not him," I shook my head, voice wobbly as I took my sunglasses off, "It's me. I'm such a bad person."

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