Chapter 5: Backstage Encounters

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Leila Styles

I was backstage now and I just got congratulated by Vince McMahon and Triple H. Stephanie doesn't like me and the feeling is mutual. She thinks I'm gonna turn WWE into TNA. Smh. Whatever.

I got a water bottle from catering before going and sitting on a crate to relax when I see cameras following The Shield... over to me.

"Hey, there you are." Roman says.

"Here I am." I say.

"We just wanted to come introduce ourselves and to also tell you that you're a great competitor and we hope to work with you again." Seth says.

"Thank you. You're all great as well. I love all your wrestling styles and the teamwork between all of you is amazing. I've never seen a faction connect and just go together." I say.

We all chuckle before they talk again.

"I'm Seth Rollins." Seth says.

"I'm Dean Ambrose." Dean says.

"I'm Roman Reigns." Roman says.

"Leila Styles." I say.

"Guess we'll see you around, princess." Dean says.

"Yes you will, lunatic." I say.

He smirks and the guys all walk away before the cameras leave. I see the guys come back over.

"Seriously, we do really wanna work with you again. You were amazing out there." Seth says.

"Finally, some good female action." Dean says and I chuckle.

"Thanks, I hope to work with you guys again as well." I say.

"Wanna come out with us, tonight, after the show for a drink? Get to know each other and maybe come up with some ideas to run by creative." Roman says.

"Sure. Meet up at the parking garage?" I ask.

"Yup. Here take my number and let me know when you're ready." Roman says.

We exchange numbers and then I bid them goodbye before leaving to my locker room. I basically just chill the rest of the night before showering and getting ready to go with the guys.

I finished then FaceTime AJ. He picked up quick.

"There's my baby sis!" He says and I giggle.

"What's poppin bro?" I ask.

"Just chillin. You?" He asks.

"Getting ready to go out for a drink with a couple of my co-workers." I say.

"Would those couple of co-workers happen to be the same guys you were working with tonight?" He asks.

"Yes." I say.

"You still got the stuff I gave you?" He asks.

"How could I forget the things my 21 year old brother gave a 7 year old me before he went to pursue his wrestling career." I say.

"I wasn't gonna be around to make sure the boys were staying the hell away from you!" He says.

"So you give a 7 year old a pepper spray, a pocket knife, and two pairs of brass knuckles?!" I ask, laughing.

"You were 7 and no one else was taking care of you and I wasn't able to take you to live with me yet!" He says.

I sigh and nod.

"I love you so much, Allen. You're everything I ever needed in life. I feel like I don't show you how much I appreciate you and all you've done for me. You were more than my big brother. You were my best friend and my only father figure. You took me in when I was broken and you brought me back to life. I will never be able to pay you back enough." I say.

"Living your life, happily and the way you want, is enough to pay me back. I love you, too, Lily. I couldn't keep letting you live the way you were. When I took you in, you were barely 13 and you were already a junkie and a alcoholic with suicidal issues. I knew I had to help you. You're my baby sister and I will always protect you against anybody. You're always gonna be the main person in my life and you will always be my main priority. Wendy knows that and so do the kids. We all love you and they don't want you to go anywhere." He says.

"I won't." I say.

"You go have fun. Call me when you get back to your hotel room so I know you're safe, alive, and ok." He says.

I giggle and agree before we exchange 'I love you's and bid our goodbyes before hanging up.

I got my things and text Roman before heading out.

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