Maverick's Bliss (A WWE Fanfiction)

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A/N:
From this chapter foward the rest of the story will be in a third person POV.
This way it will be easier to switch between characters. It will also allowed me to incorporate more details into the story. Let me know what you guys think.
That is all for now. Keep reading,voting, and commenting.
Thank you.
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Royal Rumble

"Maverick!" She called after him.
She saw him turn around and smile at her.
Alexa bliss felt bad for what she was about to do. But it had to be done. She had to be strong.
"Show no emotions" she whispered to herself.
She had been searching for him everywhere and finally found him at the gorrilla. Ready for his match.
"Look" she began as she finally approached him.
"I need to talk to you".
"Sure but can you make it kinda quick my match is up next" he said, the smile never fading.
She didn't want to do this now but she felt as if she would burst if she did not. She just had to remain strong.
"Its about us getting to know each other" she slowly began.
"I can't do it" she paused. She felt his gazed on her and his smile fade away.
If there was one advantage to her for being short right now, it was not having to look him in the eyes.
"What do you mean alexa?" He asked.
"I though you had feelings for me too?".
"I thought I did too but maybe I just rush into things. The truth is I can't risk anyone hurting me again. That includes you. Im sorry".
She felt the tears threatning to pour out and that was her cue to go.
She turn around and quickly walked away before he noticed anything.
He wasn't going to see her cry.

*****
Maverick was speechless. He watched her walked away.
He couldn't understand what just happen.
Why would Alexa do this?
On top of that, she had to do it tonight of all nights.
At the Royal Rumble.
With his match against Bray next.

He heard his theme music hit and he resisted the urge to run after her.
Instead he turn around and took a deep breath and try to regain what was left of his concentration.

Then he walked thru the curtain.

*****
Sasha Banks stood in front of the door. Her mind divided.
Half of her told her to knock, while the other half said not to.
She hesistated, and against her better judgement, knocked on the the door.
Almost instantly she regretted it.
Maybe she wouldn't open the door.
Maybe she just wasn't in her locker room.
She decided to leave quickly and not to bother staying to see which one was true.
She turn around and immedietly heard the door open behind her.
"Damm" she muttered under her breath.
She her released a breath.
"Sasha?" She heard her name called.
She hesistated but turn around nonetheless.
"Hi Bayley" she spoke softly.
"Umm hey, is everything okay?" Bayley asked.
Sasha had half a though to just walk away and leave her standing there.
But she fought against the urge.
It was now or never.
"No, not really" she amitted.
"What wrong?" Another question from Bayley.
She didn't hate her. Sasha could never do that to her. Bayley was her best friend. They were inseperable and even more than that, they were sisters.
At least she hoped they were.
"We need to talk" Sasha said.

*****
Maverick layed on the mat after being clothesline by Bray Wyatt.
Bray kicked him and laughed before going for the cover...

1...
2...

Maverick kicks out just as the referee hand comes down for the third time.
Keeping the match alive.
Bray picks Maverick up and throws him against the turnbuckle.
Bray runs to the other side and runs back towards Maverick but he manages to duck in time sending Bray crashing into the turnbuckle.
It's Maverick's turn to run at Bray but He grabs him in mid air and slams him down into the mat.
Maverick stared at the ceiling again.

The truth was Maverick's head wasn't completely in the match. His mind was on Alexa. As much as tried not to think about it he couldn't focus on anything else.

He felt himself get picked up and get layed across bray's knee..

*****

Alexa sat in her locker room barely able to watch the tv screen.
"Bray hits Maverick with Sister Abigail" she hears Micheal cole say.

She looked at the screen just in time to see Bray cover Maverick with a smile.

1...
2...
3!

"The winner by pinfall...Bray Wyatt!".

The guilt came almost instantly. Maverick's lost most definitly had something to do with her.
But she made her choice and she would deal with it.

She wiped away the tears which were threathing to ruin her make up already.
Stood up, took a deep breath and walk out her locker room ready for her Raw Women's championship match.

*****

To say that Maverick was furious was an understament.
He walked thru the curtain not bothering to talk to anyone and
Headed straight for his locker room.

Some of the staff and superstars tried to talked to him. But he just pushed past them and kept walking.

He felt the anger boiling withing him.
He didn't want to take it out on anyone.
Instead he got to his locker room and slammed the door behind him.
First he flip the couch over then he began to slammed or throw everything in his sight. He didn't stop until he felt his anger finally calm down.
He looked around at the damage he had just caused. There was glass everywhere. Not to mention the flipped over couch.
It was a good thing he had his own locker room.

*****

Sasha stood there looking at Bayley.
They both stood staring at each other in silence.
Bayley broke it first.
"What did you want to talk about?" She asked.
"I don't want to talk with you out here where everyone can see" Sasha responded.
Bayley stared at her for a few seconds.
Hesistating.
"Fine" Bayley moved to the side leaving the doorway clear.
"Come on inside" with that Sasha walked past Bayley into the locker room.