ROOM 6O5 (COMPLETED)

CHAPTER 46

TAYLOR POV:

I had been held up in my room now for two days straight. I hadn't eaten, spoken, or seen anyone since I said goodbye to Seth that day. My dad and Viv had knocked my door a couple times to check I was okay, but I just shoved a note underneath telling them I had cramps and wanted to be left alone.

Truth is, I wasn't ready to face the outside world, not yet anyway, not until I felt strong enough to deal with the fact that Seth and Leighla would probably make up, and go on to live their perfect and happy lives together, while I watched from the side-lines with only misery to keep me company. And why shouldn't they? They were engaged after all, and I was just the 'bitch' tearing them apart.

I was feeling sorry for myself as I cried into my pillow some more, ignoring the already large black mascara stains that were still there from me crying my eyes out when I got up to my room that day.

I knew he was most likely trying to contact me, but I just couldn't allow myself to get sucked into it all, which is why I had turned my phone off the second I reached my room. I sat staring out the window, trying not to let my last image of him tear me apart...he looked so sad and hurt that morning when I walked away from him, but I knew head over heart that it was the right thing to do.

I chuckled half-heartedly to myself thinking how no one would believe me if I told them I had slept with the Seth Rollins! I kinda still didn't believe it myself! But I had. And it was the BEST night of my life!

I had slept with him, and not just as a quick lay for the night, but we had actually made love...real love. We had built a friendship together, real feelings were involved...and he...he told me he LOVED me! And I already knew I loved him.

Was I dreaming? Had I imagined it all?

No. The whole thing was very real. Seth Rollins had told me he loved me!!

I buried my head in my pillow and cried again...why did you let him go like that Taylor? You're a damn fool! You could be sharing a life with him right now!

I gently traced my finger along the cool steel of the silver bracelet Seth had bought me, it was truly beautiful And if all else fails, at least I would have this lovely gift to remember him by. I slowly turned it over and read the inscription on the back again...For my one and only Queen, love your Kingslayer...I still can't believe how sweet he was buying me a sentimental gift like this. But looking at it now only made the pain worse when I thought about what I was giving up....you truly are lucky to have him Leighla, I envy you to say the least.

I attempted so many times in these last two days to turn my cell on and message him, but every time I did, I just ended up putting it down again...not yet I told myself...not until you're ready to deal with all of this.

I thought back to the look on Leighla's face when she saw me in bed with her fiancé...she must hate me so much right now! But it was nothing in comparison to how much I hated myself. I had hurt her in the worst way possible, because she actually caught us mid-act! That musty have been simply awful for her to see! I thought, sitting up and wiping the tears from my face.

Then there was Randy Orton. Truthfully I had always been a little frightened of him when watching him on TV. He played such a good heel character that I always wondered how he managed to make it look so convincing...but as I stared into the eyes of the viper that night, I realised that he maybe wasn't acting all...''you've got 99 problems Seth...and that bitch is one!'' I remembered him saying about me. My God he looked at me so angrily when he said that! And also when he referred to me as 'trash'.

I found it kinda odd, as shouldn't it be Leighla who was that angry, not him? I dunno, maybe they were really good friends or something.

''Oh god...'' I cried in sadness, slowly getting up and opening the window as I needed a little fresh air, hoping it would somehow help clear the storm brewing inside my head right now...I miss you so much Seth, more than you know, because I really love you too, so much baby....I thought miserably.

I picked up my cell, then put it back down yet again...no, I wouldn't allow myself to live a life of heartache. It would be selfish of me to try and take Seth away from Leighla, and if things didn't work like hoped...what then? Well let's just put it this way, I didn't want to end up bitter and alone like my Mother. I had lived with over a decade of seeing what that kind of pain can do to a person, and I didn't want that happening to me.

Besides, I'll be going back to college in a couple weeks, and I didn't need this dark cloud looming over my head and disturbing my studies. I would find a way to make peace with it all, and leave my fairy-tale story of my night with Seth at the Fairmont Hotel, in a special place in my heart – just like I promised him I would.

SETH POV:

I felt completely alone as I lay in my bed that night, trying to just get a good night's sleep at my home in Davenport before having to travel again. I sleep most nights in hotel rooms when I'm on the road, so I'm usually too tired for the loneliness to affect me for long periods of time. And even though I know Leighla didn't like travelling on the road so much, I knew she would always be waiting for me at home. Did I make a mistake in breaking things off with her?

I lay awake just staring up at the ceiling, trying to organise my thoughts and adjust my mood into a more pleasant one. I could hear it was raining pretty hard outside, and with me still unable to sleep, I got up from my bed and went over to the window. I just stood there watching the droplets of rain beat angrily against the glass, and as I looked at my reflection through the pane, all I could see was a broken man before me. I stood there for a while, just trying to understand what my mind and heart were telling me...but in the end, it was my heart that spoke the loudest, and there was only one person it held a home for, and that was Taylor.

I walked back to the nightstand and checked my Twitter DM's again...still nothing. This silence was driving me crazy, and making me miss her so much! Please Taylor, please babe, if you ever felt anything for me, then please hit me back...I begged silently. I lay down again trying to be a man about it all, but I failed miserably when I cried myself to sleep that night.