Rampaige

[21] Battle wounds are cool

It's too late to run and hide, Dean's got his sight set on me and he's pissed off. I sucked in a deep breath as my mind became a whirl of emotions. I'm kind of scared of how this is going to go.

"I fucking asked you a question, what the hell was all that?" He quieted his tone as he got closer but the anger in his voice stayed completely evident. I knew this moment would come sooner or later but I wish I at least had a little time to prepare myself. I eyed him up and down. "What was what?" I asked, playing a little dumb.

He shouldn't even be concerned about me anymore after he had Summer's tongue down his throat, he knows why I'm pissed off and he should know by now that I don't want to deal with his bullshit anymore.

I crossed my arms as he ran his hand through his soaking hair. "Cut the shit, Paige. You know what I'm talking about." He hissed.

My temper is running way too short and I'm going to lose it any minute if he doesn't back the fuck off. I can't believe he has the nerve to be pissed off at me. I didn't do anything wrong out there. I was forced to be out there and I ended up getting attacked by Bray Wyatt and for some reason Randy Orton saved me. How the hell does he have any place to be upset with me?

"You know what, just fuck off for good. I'll talk to Stephanie and have her split us as a team. I'm done with you. You're so fucking blind." My sudden outburst shocked him and his mouth almost dropped. To be honest it shocked
me too. He remained quiet for a few minutes and I almost felt as if my feet were glued to the ground because I couldn't bring myself to walk off. The second my legs finally obey'd and I tried to walk away, his hand locked around my wrist.

"Well fuck you too then. But you should know that Summer was all over me. I was fucking exhausted and beat, you saw what I went through. I didn't enjoy one second of any of it. She forced herself on me and it fucking shocked me so much that my body froze for a few seconds. I didn't fucking kiss her back. So there you go, that's what I've been trying to tell you. But you know what, you and Randy can go have a cute little fuckfest backstage just like we ALMOST did." He spat before storming down the hallway.

I stood there in shock. I want to scream and I want to cry and I want to fucking rip something apart. He makes me so fucking angry. But what is really killing me right now is that I ruined everything between us. I should have let Dean tell me his side of the story earlier but I was just so upset over it. I shouldn't believe anything he just said but I do. I know he wasn't lying. Summer got exactly what she wanted; to sabotage anything good to come my way.

I almost chased after Dean, ready to apologize and try to make everything better but I decided against it. There's no fixing this. It's over, it's done with. I fucked it all up just like I always do and this time I just need to accept it and move on.

I took a few steps back to lean against the crates that were sitting there. I ran my hands through my tangled hair a few times, ripping at the knots. I caught a glance of Randy Orton standing in front of the curtain staring at me. Did he just see everything that happened? He has a look of concern glued to his face. He must have. His music hit and it kind of shocked him but he quickly made his entrance.

I made it to the hotel and checked into my room. It's a little bittersweet not checking into a room with AJ like usual but she's home getting herself better. Hopefully she'll be back by the weekend. I need her positive additude and good vibes.

Just like your typical heartbroken teenager I spent most of the night watching shitty chick flics and stuffing my face with frozen yogurt. You would think I just got dumped by my boyfriend of 4 years but nope, I'm just an overreacting 21 year old.

After two hours of The Notebook I finally drifted into a heavy and much needed sleep.

The morning came quickly but it brought me a refreshed and energetic mood to begin the day. I glanced at the clock, 8:38 am. I love waking up early. I rolled out of bed and started the coffee pot. I grabbed my phone to check tonight's schedule for Main Event. I'm not included tonight but there's a big note on the bottom of the email that says last minute changes may be made.