January 14: Jayden
I limp into therapy. Bryan and Wade were in there, probably making sure everything was fine. Daniel looks at me and walks over.
"Hey."
"Hello."
"Brie and I want to apologize for Nikki's words last weak."
"Where is Brie?"
"She's just over there." I look to where Daniel was pointing. Brie looks over and sends me a wave, I wave back and then I notice who was standing beside her.
Nikki Bella.
Nikki looks at me, a sneer on her lips as she turns back to Brie and then makes her way over towards me. She looks down at my knee that had a brace that started from my upper thigh to my ankle, and then looks into my eyes.
"How's your knee?"
"Considering I had surgery ten days ago, it's fine."
"Thats's good." she smiles and glances down again. "I hope it gets better soon."
"Me too." She gives me a smile, looks at my knee again before turning around and taking a few steps before turning to face me. She kicks my injured knee. I fall backwards in pain and clutch my knee.
"Hey!" a male, british voice yells and I look up to see a butt facing me. A pair of arms wrap around me and I hop on one foot until I'm passed my crutches.
The person in front of me turns around to reveal Wade Barrett. He gives me a look of concern and sticks out his hand. "Are you alright?"
"Pain." I breathe out as I wince.
"Nikki, what the hell was that? She's clearly injured!" Nikki just shrjgs and looks back at me.
"Watch it, Rollins. You may be the daughter of the legendary Undertaker, but in reality, you're nothing." she smirks and walks out. Brie looks at me in guilt.
"I'm really sorry about what happened."
"It's alright." I lean on the crutches and make my way to the doc. He takes off the brace and checks out my knee.
"How is it?"
"Considering it just got kicked, it hurts."
"Who kicked it?"
"Nikki Bella."
"Why would she do that?"
"I'm wondering the same thing." He checks it over before adjusting the brace and placing an ice pack on it.
"Stay here and rest it for a bit. I'll ask one of the guys to watch you so Nikki doesn't come back."
"Alright." I shift slightly and grab my phone from my back pocket.
"Hello." I look up to see Wade leaning on the doorframe.
"Hey, thanks."
"For?"
"Protecting me out there. I was defenceless."
"Well, nobody should injure someone who's already injured." I nod. Wade sits beside me, running a hand through his hair.
"So, you're the daughter of the Undertaker?"
"And the sister of Seth Rollins."
"Wow, I guess wrestling's in your blood then."

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