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"LADIES and gentlemen... Welcome to NXT!" Mike Rowe announced aloud and, immediately, everyone began to chant: NXT! NXT! NXT! "You are all in for a show tonight!"

I turned away from the TV just when I heard Johnny and Candice coming my way. They were talking about something and, then, when I looked over my shoulder at them, they paused what they were talking about and froze in place.

They just stared back at me, wondering rather or not to talk to me or not. Hell, they were probably wondering if it was best or not for their health. I didn't know what to say — and I didn't didn't want to keep staring — so, I just huffed and looked back at the TV, gulping.

I heard footsteps behind me, wondering rather or not they kept on walking or not. Then, I felt a presence directly behind my stance and I shook my head before they could speak. "Are you better now?" It was Johnny, who was trying his best to cool me down. "You were pretty pissed off the other day."

"I was," I confessed, crossing my arms over my chest. "You two kept a pretty big secret from me, even if I have had a suspicion about it for a while now."

"You know why we did that, right?" Johnny whispered in my ear. "Because, Candice and I both knew that you would react like that and go on a rampage. We didn't want to ruin anything."

"Well, you two already have," I hissed and swiftly turned my head over my shoulder to look at him. After looking him up and down, I turned back around and focused on the TV. "I don't know if I can ever look at Trevor the same after this. I mean... I have had to completely lie straight to Bianca's face about this. How can I look my best friend in the face and say: Oh, by the way, he doesn't actually love you. He's only with you because he can't be with me. She would never forgive me or him."

"That's why you couldn't tell her," he added, like he knew what it was all about. "C'mon, Nik. You can't be mad at Candice and myself forever. Hell, we only did it for you. We know you, Nik, and we know that you have a good and forgiving heart. So, just... Show us some mercy here."

"I don't show mercy upon the weak, Johnny," I murmured out and, then, turned to look at him and his mouth was ajar. "You should know that since you know me so well."

With that said, I turned back to the TV, but wasn't obviously watching it. Just trying not to keep eye contact with him. From the corner of my eye, I seen him shake his head and, then, heard him sigh. "You'll come around, Nik, and, when you do, you will see it our way."

Then, he took off and, when he did, I looked and saw that he had reunited with Candice while they held hands, talked, and continued to walk together. I'm sure that she's saying something like: What did she say, Johnny? Has she forgiven us yet? I know them as much as they know me.

Finally, I turned back to the TV and actually began to watch what was happening. It was a six-man tag-team match between The Undisputed Era and British Strong Style.

The Undisputed Era was of Adam Cole (the leader), Kyle O'Reily, and Roderick Strong while their other teammate, Bobby Fish, was currently out on injury. British Strong Style was of Pete (of course), Tyler Bate, and Trent Seven. I always loved watching them wrestle together, but as of right now, Pete was in the ring with Roderick.

I felt a presence come up beside me on my left side and, without even looking, I rolled my eyes and huffed out: "Fuck off, Johnny."

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