Roman's Little Sister

FIFTEEN

     I get backstage in a daze. That was not the way the kiss was supposed to go down. What the hell was Seth thinking?

     I make a bee line for the Women's locker room, avoiding stares from other wrestlers who are no doubt thinking the same thing I am.

    Behind closed doors I finally take a breath, figuring out what I was going to do next.

    'Leave. Just pack my bag and get out of here before anyone can say anything to me.' Running away from problems has always been my default, one more time seems right.

     I start throwing my stuff in my bag, trying to figure out my next move is the only thing n my head right now.

     Except it's not. I'm also thinking about the kiss, and what Dean is going to do and Roman and just all of it. This was supposed to be fun. Now I think I'd rather be pulling doubles bussing tables back home.

    "Umm... What was that" asks Nia.

      I spin around at the sound of her voice.

   "Nia! Geez, give me a heart attack why don't you."

   "Uh huh. Again care to inform me what the hell just happened out there. Because I know that kiss was not supposed to include tongue. And from Roman's reaction he does too."

     I race towards the door to see what is happening. "What! He's going go kill him."

     "Relax, I'm just joking. Seth tore out of here as soon as got backstage. Judging by the looks on Roman and Ambrose, it was probably a smart idea." Nia responds pulling me away from the door. "But seriously Dez, what was that?"

      I flop down beside my bag and put my head in my hands. "I don't know Ni. It just... it just sorta... happened."

     I lift my head and see the pitiful look she has. I stand up going back to bag. "Don't Nia. Ok. Just don't look at me like that ok. I don't need you to be feeling sorry for me."

    "I don't feel sorry for you. I'm worried yes. But I don't feel sorry for you. In fact if I feel sorry for anyone, it's those idiots out there. Because once your brother figures out what the rest of us already know, he's going kill them." she says laughing.

   "Oh well, I'm glad you can find the humor in this." I reply.

   "Are you kidding me. Of course I do. I'm freaking out about me and Drew, but with what is going on with you, my relationship issues are going to fly under the radar. So thanks for that."

    "Can you please be serious for like just a minute? Please. I'm kinda freaking out here." I ask.

     Nia starts walking towards me. "Okay D, I'm sorry. What can I do to help?"

    "Well could you help me get out of here while also avoiding... certain... people? Like my brother or Dean or any of the other people who want to gawk? I really just want to get to my room and wash this day off."

     "Yeah of course. But you know you can't avoid everyone forever right? I mean Dez you have to work with them and let's not forget the fan signing next week."

      I let my head fall back at the reminder of the signing. With everything going on I forgot all about it. Nia throws her arm around my shoulder leading me out the door.

   "Come on girlie."