Tainted Blessings • book two

•Dean~7•

"Seth is gonna come watch you this afternoon." Roman told me as he cleared his throat, "He flew in this morning, but I figured you didn't want to deal with him that early."

"I don't need your boyfriend looking after me." I mumbled as I fiddled with the front end of my t-shirt.

"Will you cut that out?" He asked as he rolled his eyes, "He's not- were not- why do you even say that?"

"Say what?" I asked, "That he's your boyfriend? Because you like him, thus making him your boyfriend."

"That's not how that works."

"You didn't deny liking him."

"Will you knock it off?" He shot at me as I smirked, but I didn't press it any further.

"Why is your boyfriend- I mean Seth coming to watch me anyways?" I asked and smirked at the small glare I received in response.

"I.." he started then shook his head, "I'm going out for a little while."

I raised a brow as I looked over at him. Roman never so much as left the hospital, let alone had plans to leave.

"Where are you going?" I questioned and he shrugged.

"Nowhere important."

"Will you just tell me?" I rolled my eyes, "I just wanna know where you'll be."

He stayed silent for a moment before sighing, "RAW's in town. I was just  gonna go socialize for a little bit. Seth doesn't have a match tonight so he offered to come stay with you while I went out."

"Oh..." I mumbled, "Well why didn't you just say that? Have fun."

"If you need me to stay here then I will." He tried to tell me, "Just say the word."

"No, go." I told him, "You never go out. Go have fun, but take Seth with you. I can be alone for a while. I think I need it."

He gave a small smile but remained silent as he looked down towards his shoes.

"Have they talked to you about coming back?" I asked and he sighed.

"Of course." He replied, "They want me in a Maina storyline. Possibly winning the Rumble again and then taking the title back."

I frowned slightly, "You want that?"

He stayed silent for a moment, then shrugged and leaned against the wall, "If that's what they wanna do then I guess."

I frowned slightly as I looked back down towards my shirt.

One thing I hadn't dealt with in a long while was the WWE. I got an occasional visitor every now and then, but I hadn't dealt with the company as a whole in a very long while.

Despite most wrestlers wanting their path to lead directly to the WWE, it was a very toxic environment.

Some people are literally hired just to sit in catering their entire career while others are worked to death.

The company only wanted what looked good for them. Roman just so happened to make them look really good.

He could get a reaction out of anybody. He turned heads. He put bodies in seats. He did what they wanted without questioning them.

And they didn't give a damn whether or not he was working himself into a hole or not.

It wasn't too long ago that the roles we are now playing were in reverse.

I took care of Roman. I'd sit out his medicine. Try to get him out of bed to face the next day. Hoping, praying, pleading, that he wouldn't try anything that would hurt himself.