THE LONE WOLF (COMPLETED)

CHAPTER 5

FAITH POV:

It was finally here, the day I had been dreading. He had been quiet all afternoon, but I knew it was only a matter of time before Roman began asking questions...

We were just heading out from our hotel room to go down to the arena, when all of a sudden he turned and asked ''Are you ok baby?''

I looked down. I didn't want to bring up the past again, not after all this time. The WWE purposefully hadn't played Davenport in such a long time, because of all that went.

''It's him isn't it?'' he said reading my mind.

I just nodded.

''Come here baby, it's ok, It's ok...'' Roman whispered, taking me in his arms and hugging me softly.

''It just makes me uncomfortable being here that's all'' I said looking up at him, and he rubbed my arms in a comforting loving way that made me feel safe and secure ''I just want this day to be over already you know'' I said, looking up at him again ''I'm getting chills just from being here'' I said, snuggling even further into his warm embrace.

''You're going to be ok baby. It's only for one night. And you have nothing to worry about, because he's locked up somewhere far away from here, where he can't hurt you baby'' he said reassuringly.

''You don't think I'm being silly? You know, moaning about it after all this time?'' I asked sheepishly.

''Are you kidding me? Something like that, I can't imagine anyone getting over...ever! Your only human baby, you're meant to hurt, and heal. And I'm here to help you heal beautiful, no matter how long it takes'' Roman said, and leaned down and gently kissed the top of my forehead.

I was so lucky to have this guardian angel as my best friend. I loved Roman with all my heart, because he always brought the best out in me, even when I was at my worst.

*****

''Come on Faith, let go of the hair!'' the ref yelled at me.

''Like hell I will!'' I yelled back, quickly picking up the trash can and lobbing it at Charlotte's head again, because I be damned if I ever let this trash talking, woooooing like her dad ''genetically superior'' as she calls it, wannabe Diva take my title away from me tonight!

I could feel those old anger issues rising to the surface the more the match progressed, so I instead decided to channel them all into my moves, because Charlotte was proving to be a pretty tough competitor. She had an advantage by from so tall over me, and there was no denying how great her maneuver tactics were, like when she quite literally bent over backwards to avoid being 'taken out by the trash' as she quickly dodged the can I threw right at her, missing her head by about a quarter of an inch! I lunged at her myself now, only to be met face first with a kendo stick. It stung like hell! But I was determined like hell too to still walk away with my Divas Championship belt that night! I felt off my game somehow, and I knew why. Wrestling in Seth Rollins home state of Iowa, just brought back all the old memories of him, ones that I tried to keep buried for eternity. I knew he was locked up somewhere, and that was good enough for me, but the horror of what he did still lingered on for a lifetime.

''ONE...TWO...'' the ref yelled, but I quickly kicked out before he got to the third count. Man, this Street Fight match was every bit as brutal as I heard it to be. I'd been in lots of different stipulation matches over the last couple of years, but this was my first ever street fight match, and it was taking all I had. Plus my opponent Charlotte, who recently got the call up from NXT, was twice my size in height, and wrestled like a man! She was strong, and I was getting seriously frustrated!